"This eldest grandson of the Zhang Guogong family, we have also seen the princess!"

The eyes of the painter had been bent into crescent moons, as if he were saying something particularly magical.

"Could it be him?"

Suddenly, the handsome young general with a handsome face who had only been in touch with each other appeared in her mind......

"Is that the general of Zhenyuan, Zhang Twelve?"

Yes, he is also surnamed Zhang, and he suddenly appeared in the palace, his identity should not be simple, right? It's just that his name is so strange, and she pondered it for a long time when she first heard it......

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from the princess! I heard that Prime Minister Yang Cheng's proposal at that time was to let General Mo Li fight, but His Majesty insisted on letting General Zhang fight! It seems that this General Zhang really has some skills, otherwise how could His Majesty be like this? ”

Hua Feng said with a smile, and at the same time hoped that General Zhang, who was handsome and comfortable to look at, could defeat the people of Wu Guo, so that the princess would not marry Wu Guo!

Princess Yilan smiled faintly and said, "I hope so......"

I looked out the window, wondering what I was thinking......

…………

Because Liangzhou is located in the extreme west of the Tang Dynasty, the snow comes earlier than other places.

It has been nearly twenty days since Zhang Twelve left Liangzhou, and the time has already stepped into the wax moon, and the weather is very cold.

On this day, Liangzhou suddenly snowed, and the heavy snow like goose feathers fell one after another, dyeing Liangzhou into a snow-white patch.

When I woke up, the snow on the ground was no thicker than my ankles. Because of the heavy snow, Mr. Lu did not come to Lu's house again, and a group of children took a day off, playing carefree in the snow, and laughter came and went.

In Chen Qiaoxi's wing, the stove was burning very strongly, and the three women sat in front of the stove, looking at the heavy snow that was still falling outside the window, everyone had different thoughts.

Two of the three women are naturally Lu Fujing and Chen Qiaoxi, and the other is Wang Yunshi, the daughter of the Wang Governor's Mansion.

About ten days ago, Wang Yunshi would come to Lu Mansion to find Chen Qiaoxi every day, saying that she was talking to her, but Chen Qiaoxi was not as idle as her, and she had to deal with Lu Mansion affairs most of the time, so Wang Yunshi had a new task - to teach Lu Fujing to write poetry......

She did not refuse, and was even very happy, because this task of teaching poetry could not be completed in a day or two, which meant that she could come to Lu Mansion every day in the future, and she was very satisfied.

But time flies quickly, ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, and twenty days have passed since the man left, why hasn't he come back?

The stove in the house was booming, the iron kettle on the stove was burning, Lu Fujing looked at the snow flying outside the window, and sighed: Where did he come back from such a big snow?

She trusted Zhang Twelve, so she had never worried about it before.

Everything he said to her was true, and since he said he would come back, he would definitely come back - but why did she waver a little as time passed?

"Miss......"

The voice of the maid Qiuping interrupted the thoughts of the three people, and the cloak on her body was covered with a layer of snow, and she shook off before entering the house, and then stepped in.

"Miss, General Guo is back......"

Guo Shoujiang is back?

The third girl was stunned for a moment, and immediately burst into a smile, Guo Shoujiang is back, is he also back?

But looking at Qiu Ping's face, I'm not particularly happy, is it...... Lu Fujing suddenly had a bad idea......

"Qiu Ping, what's wrong?"

Lu Fujing asked in a rare soft voice, her voice was very soft, as if a little bit of a big one could crush her psychological defense.

"Miss...... Guo Shou brought himself back...... Childe and Lu San...... Didn't come back! Wow......"

Speaking of this, Qiu Ping burst into tears.

She is not like this because of Zhang Twelve, although she also admires Zhang Twelve, but she is worried about his affairs - let's leave it to these young ladies, he cares about Lu San who is nervous!

Yes, the trip to Taizhou not only made the relationship between Zhang Twelve and Lu Fujing grow by leaps and bounds, but also had some inexplicable relationships between the little maid Lu San and the maid Qiuping......

Zhang Twelve won't come back, and Lu San won't come back, so the little girl has this expression......

"Didn't you come back?"

Lu Fujing, who was so excited that she stood up just now, sat back on the stool weakly, and a sense of loss arose.

"Miss, General Guo is here! The lord and the lady tell you all to go to the front room! ”

At this time, a small guy outside the door came to report.

"Okay, you go back first, we'll be there right away!"

I guess he asked General Guo to bring the news, right? Lu Fujing glanced at the two women, and then walked towards the front hall......

…………

Jingzhou, Prime Minister's Mansion.

When he heard the news that Yang Feng brought back, Yang Zexin was still very excited.

In the past few days, everything has not gone well, the grandson of the dignified prime minister has been beaten but he does not dare to speak out, and he has to greet him with a smile, who is not aggrieved?

Today, he was sneered at by the three princes of Wu State, he had a heart to slap the face of the three princes for the country, but Emperor Tang disagreed, what could he do?

The anger in my heart......

So Yang Feng brought back the news just to fulfill his wish, but Yang Feng poured cold water on him and said: "Zexin, tomorrow's competition, you just do your best, don't care too much about ......"

"Grandpa! Do you also think that I can't compare to the three princes of Wu Kingdom? ”

Looking at his grandson's fearless face, Yang Feng sighed in his heart: Hey, I'm still too young!

He didn't want to hit his grandson's morale, but he couldn't help but say it, after all, he had already heard of the strength of the three princes of Wu State, and the three princes of Wu studied under the most famous poets of Wu State, and the blue was better than the blue, and everyone had already admitted a few years ago that he was no longer the opponent of the apprentice when it came to poetry alone.

Yang Zexin's poems belong to the top among the younger generation of the Tang Dynasty, and they can even be compared to a few people, but they are only comparable - how can they be compared with the three princes of Wu who surpass everyone?

However, his path is too smooth, and if he suffers a little, it may not be a bad thing for him.

Yang Feng thought so, and said again: "Zexin, let it go, it doesn't matter if you win or lose." ”

Lost, the princess married far away.

Won, the third prince of Wu took the initiative to leave.

Regardless of whether he wins or loses, Wu Guo will not rashly attack Datang.

This is the result that Yang Feng, as the prime minister, is most willing to see, as for the princess who is far away from marrying, in fact, he doesn't care.

If he lost, he was not too worried that Emperor Tang would be angry with Yang Zexin, after all, they were not alone.

That kid of the Zhang family has such a holy family, he really lost, because with him, Emperor Tang won't be too angry, right?

"What? Will he also participate in the competition? ”

When he heard that Zhang Twelve would participate in the martial arts, Yang Zexin's face was incredulous......