Chapter 41 Duan Wang's Son Proposes Marriage
"With the same background, only if you are not strong enough, you will be scorned and ridiculed by others."
"What others can do, I Jiang Ruofu must also do."
"I want everyone to look at it in the future, the son of a prostitute, who is in a high position and power, can exterminate the clan with a single hand, and can overthrow the country with just a few words."
Jiang Ruofu's voice was so resolute that Gu Zhanqian couldn't even hear the voice next to her anymore, only one word left for her to raise her hands and feet to wipe out the clan, and a few words could cover the country in the wind.
He opened his mouth slightly, but he couldn't say a word.
Jiang Ruofu shocked him too much.
Deeper and deeper each time.
Before, I was just surprised by Jiang Ruofu's broad vision, but now, I was conquered by her ideals.
Who in the world dares to say this?
Now the woman who is really qualified to say this is just the Queen Mother!
The wind blew a little frenzied, blowing people's hearts away, and Jiang Ruofu was coated with a magnificent purple-red outline in the glow.
The evening breeze is more moving, to blow her green silk like yarn, flying in the wind, and her green clothes, flying fiercely.
The tears in her eyes were resolute, half-hanging on her eyelids, blown by the wind, and fell suddenly, sliding across her jade white cheeks, leaving a faint tear stain.
How many people have the opportunity to see such a stunning color in this life.
How many people can hear a woman in this life with such courage and courage!
He knew that he shouldn't say this, and as a gentleman, he wanted to remind her not to do nonsense.
But he looked at her brilliant eyes and couldn't say a word.
She is fragile and will secretly feel sad just because of the difficulty of her studies.
But she was too strong, too tenacious.
She knew that her ability to plan the layout was still insufficient.
But she didn't let that stop her.
A woman is a role model and a desire for her.
She also wants to be a strong person, to be a person who has the power of a thousand words in any word.
Even if he doesn't have all the blessings of his identity, he is still the uncrowned king.
Jiang Ruofu looked at Gu Zhanqian,
"Sir, it's too difficult to play a good game of chess. It's harder to play. ”
"It's not just a matter of walking around."
Gu Zhanqian's words were difficult,
"You're very different from what I thought."
Jiang Ruofu lowered his eyes,
"Sir."
"I'm just talking."
"Just joking, sir, don't take it to heart."
She didn't look at him, but lowered her eyes and chuckled, as if she were really joking, and it was difficult for people to tell whether she was telling the truth or not.
The sly and brisk smile made the evening breeze refreshing.
It blows people's eyes and opens their minds.
Gu Zhanqian looked at her long eyelashes, and couldn't see through what emotions were hidden under the thick long eyelashes.
Whether it was the gloomy sadness he saw at first, or the astonishing words that followed, or the thrill of a successful prank.
She sat in front of him like this, he could see every strand of her hair, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't read the student in front of him.
I used to think that this student was just broad-minded.
Fang Cai was shocked beyond measure, he never thought that a woman would dare to say such a thing.
And now, she lowered her eyes and smiled, as cunning as a fox, completely devoid of the tears in her eyes and the amazement when she first sat alone.
This woman is unpredictable, but she has more and more intriguing charm, and people can't help but want to understand her and read her smile.
The jade-white face was sprinkled with a layer of heavy and magnificent glow, she slowly raised her eyes, there seemed to be a river and sea rippling in her eyes, there were pure white herons gliding across the water, it was the sunset of the river, the sea of clouds, and her eyes were blurred with his appearance, the egret was surrounded in the glow of the sea, forced to sink, drowning, and the joy was deep.
Gu Zhanqian couldn't help but move his fingertips slightly, and the ghost almost wanted to stretch out his hand, but the moment his fingers moved slightly, he suppressed the impulse in his heart.
The cold face was still expressionless at the moment.
But the sparkle in those eyes could not be suppressed.
Jiang Ruofu's long hair was blown up fiercely, and it was extremely shiny like silk curls falling in the air, and she looked at Gu Zhanqian with a smile,
"Sir, it's all a joke today."
"Please don't take it to heart."
The smile is brisk, different from the usual formality and politeness, she is lighter than this wind at this moment, and more colorful than this cloud.
Gu Zhanqian said slowly,
"No one has ever said that to me or made such a joke."
His tone was extremely light, and he didn't mean to blame, and he was blown away by the wind, Jiang Ruofu had to get a little closer, and said in confusion,
"What was Mr. Xiao Gu talking about?"
Gu Zhanqian shook his head,
.“ It's okay. ”
She is unpredictable, ever-changing, and unbelievably powerful when pitiful.
He had never seen such a woman in his previous twenty years.
So weak, so bright, so resolute, so moving.
Like a cunning fox, he couldn't tell what she said was true or false, which sentence was what he really wanted to say to him, and which one was just casually.
He couldn't even guess what she was thinking.
——
Hu knelt at the foot of the steps, and the palace people next to Empress Chen were busy changing the hot tea for Empress Chen.
Empress Chen pondered for a moment,
"You're going to do that, it's a bit out of line."
"For a concubine from a humble background, it's really not worth it."
Hu lowered his head lower,
"I just don't want Chen Jing to be implicated in the future."
Empress Chen picked up the teacup and uncovered the tea bowl, and the mist covered the human eye.
"The mourning family has already been arranged, this concubine, it is not the first time that someone has begged the mourning family, they all want to mention her identity, then the mourning family also wants to see her ability, if she is indeed virtuous, naturally there is nothing to say, but if she can't seize the opportunity, can't stand out from the crowd, it will be a big disappointment in an instant, the mourning family will not only not be rewarded, but there will also be punishment."
"Hu, do you understand?"
Hu Shi was busy,
"Thank you, Empress Dowager."
When the Hu family came out of the North Palace, he was still a little confused.
Someone else went to the Queen Mother to ask Ruofu?
Could it be the Wen family?
——
Wen Guqi listened to the report, he listened calmly,
"Where has King Duan been in the past few days?"
"If you go back to the prince, King Duan hasn't gone out much recently, because he was ordered by the Queen Mother, so he doesn't need to go to court, and King Duan is also kind to teach his second son to read at home, play with his youngest daughter, and enjoy the flowers and lights with the princess, which is very comfortable."
Wen Guqi's eyes were dim,
"What about Song Huai?"
The informant was busy,
"Song Huai now has a plan to go to Jiangfu to propose marriage."
Wen Guqi frowned,
"Go to Jiangfu to propose?"
The informant was busy,
"Yes, I heard that I am going to marry the woman who secretly stabbed Duanwang Shizi in Baijulou last time, and now Duanwang Shizi's courtyard has begun to relocate and erect a new wing, presumably where that girl will live."
"Does the prince want to stop it?"
Wen Guqi clenched his hands, but said in a deep voice,
"Nope."
The informant was puzzled.
Shizi specially asked himself to investigate the news, to find out what to do with the girl, and why did he let the girl go when it was at the critical moment?
If the prince is really unintentional, why let himself check.
Wen Guqi suddenly said,
"Song Huai participates in the Flower Dynasty Banquet every year?"
Song Juan reacted that he was asking himself, and said busily,
"Yes."
Wen Guqi said lightly,
"Bring the post of the Gu family's flower banquet."
Songjuan was surprised,
"You're going?"
His face was grim,
"But...... This... Post ......"
Wen Guqi raised his eyes and said calmly,
"What's wrong with the post?"
Song Juan's back was cold, and he swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva before saying,
"I lost the post."
Wen Guqi asked rhetorically,
"Lost?"
Ode to the heart of the heart,
"The slave thought that you had never been there, and it would be useless to keep that post, so I threw it away."
Wen Guqi frowned slightly.
And Song Juan saw the coldness between his eyebrows, and he was already sweating.
Damn, why did he throw that post away with such a cheap hand?
But... But who would have thought that the prince would suddenly want to go to the Gu family's flower banquet!
Gu Dagongzi is back, and he was enemies with Gongzi before!
How can the two meet?
Wen Guqi waved his hand, and the informant knelt down and retreated.
And Wen Guqi took a deep look at the scroll,
"Don't litter future banquet posts without my permission."
Song scroll busy said yes.
There is something strange in my heart.
Isn't the prince angry?
Could it be that the son of the world who is in a good mood today is back?
Songjuan was suddenly a little excited, he had always felt that Shizi was very cold and unkind.
But some time ago, the prince seemed to be in a very good mood, and he would laugh from time to time, never put on a cold face, and he could make them lazy, and he would rarely be punished when he made a mistake.
And at that time, he also directly told the prince that the food of the prince was taken from the princess every morning, and it was made by the princess herself.
But the prince was not angry at all, but had some indescribable joy.
Now, the prince is suddenly in a bad mood again, always with a straight face as before, not smiling, and as before, as noble and undesecrated as the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, tall in the ice and snow cold place, not close to people at all.
But he did such an important thing wrong today, if the prince is in a bad mood, he should be punished.
But the prince sent him away with just such a sentence, without the slightest intention of reproach.
Is it a good mood today?
Song Juan looked up at Wen Guqi and saw him raise his hand and draw a few strokes on the book.
The color of the red pen is terrifying.
And the contents of the book are even more daring to look up at it.
Black and white, the content is thrilling.
The night was falling.
A full moon rose into the sky for the first time in a long time, replacing the half-quarter moon of the previous days, and the clouds became extremely thin, unable to hide the brilliance and margins of the full moon.
Jiang Ruofu was watching the chess game at the desk, and the oil lamp was beating slightly.
And the unsolvable chess game is still in front of us.
The black and white chess pieces became slightly staggered by half a bit, as if she was groggy and confused when she was sleepy.
Unconsciously, Jiang Ruofu lowered his eyes and lay on the bookcase.