Now the left and right ministers are arguing in the court every day over the imperial examination, and the vacancy of the Luzhou prefect is naturally not taken to heart.

Jing Qicheng took advantage of a loophole.

"That man has been a jinshi for ten years, but it's just a small pen post."

Although he does have talent, he is unwilling to cling to the powerful, so even if he has fame, it is difficult to have a world to show his strength.

Jing Qicheng also met him occasionally, since he was a capable person, it didn't take much effort to push him by himself.

"If a man dies for his confidant, I think he will thank you very much."

"As long as he can be a good official, what does it matter if he can't remember me?"

Jing Qicheng saw that it was already late at night, and Meng combed his eyebrows and continued to sit in the yard like this, and ate cold things, fearing that he would get cold, so he directly carried her into the room.

They were so close that their hearts were clinging to each other.

Meng Combrow felt that his arm was very stable, and his heart was immediately steady, no matter what wind and rain outside, he could shield himself.

It may be good if she can be a female dill attached to an arbor with peace of mind, but unfortunately, she wants to be an arbor, and she doesn't want to be the woman who relies on others.

She couldn't change her personality, she couldn't control her heart, she felt as if she had become extremely contradictory, less and less like herself.

If the location where they met could be changed, maybe things would be easier.

Although it has not yet reached the Mid-Autumn Festival, both inside and outside the palace have been prepared.

The streets of the capital are full of joy, and there are many things related to festivals in the palace.

The osmanthus flowers in this season bloom just right, and Meng combs the eyebrows and asks people to pick some of them, pickle them with sugar, and take a little out to decorate them when making snacks or making tea.

Chun Xing couldn't stop praising Meng for combing her eyebrows, it turns out that Miss knows so much.

"By the way, send some to the palace."

It will be a palace banquet in a few days, and Meng Combrow's heart is also a little uneasy, if he is really seen by Jing Ran, what should he do if he changes it?

She thought about it for a while and asked Chunxing to paint herself a slightly brighter makeup.

This is completely different from her usual her.

If you wear a veil like this, you should be able to hide it a little.

Recently, the business on the first floor of the world has been very good, and the nobles are scrambling to buy jewelry and dress themselves up beautifully.

When Meng combed her eyebrows and went, the shopkeeper Zhu couldn't spare his hand to greet her.

"These are your silver."

Shopkeeper Zhu gave Meng Comb the money for selling medicine, and said that according to the share, she was seven, and asked Meng to comb her eyebrows and count it.

"Can I still trust you?"

Meng combed her eyebrows and drank tea in the private room inside, and the shopkeeper Zhu went out to greet the guests again, and suddenly she saw Meng Xiangrong.

She asked the guy to come out with some good goods, and she picked and choose.

It stands to reason that she should not be qualified to participate in the palace banquet, why did she come to the first floor of heaven and earth to buy things?

Meng combed his eyebrows and asked Chunxing to inquire.

Not long after, Chun Xing came back, saying that Meng Xiangrong seemed to have been very close to Mu Anxuan recently.

Although Mu Anxuan is the second daughter of the general, her sister is the prince's side concubine, so she can be regarded as able to participate in the palace banquet, Meng Xiangrong probably climbed up to her, so she found the way.

Chun Xing asked them if they wanted to do something so that Meng Xiangrong couldn't attend the palace banquet, Meng combed his eyebrows and just smiled, a defeated general, nothing to care about.

Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, the evening is the palace banquet, and Meng Xiangrong personally helped Jing Qicheng to dress.

"You look a little different today."

In the past, Meng combed his eyebrows and liked to dress plainly, but today's makeup is more intense, and he has combed his hair in a high bun, but the skirt on his body is still similar to the past.

Dressed in a silver butterfly brocade gauze skirt, although it is beautiful, it also shows her identity as a princess.

The cuffs of the skirt were embroidered with some osmanthus flowers, which happened to be the same as the pattern of the robe on Jing Qicheng's body.

"What, don't you like it?"

"No, I just think that the Moon Palace Fairy is just like you."

Jing Qicheng spoke quite nicely.

He took her hand, and today they were husband and wife, as they should be.

At the palace banquet, the nobles of each family were dressed like a flower, for fear of being compared to others.

Because the emperor has not yet come, everyone is more comfortable, and the familiar wives and nobles are drinking wine together and talking with each other.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived, and King Chen has arrived."

Everyone hurriedly got up to greet each other, and the nobles all raised their heads shyly, wanting to see the demeanor of these two princes.

Wang Qifu is also dressed up today, she is the crown princess, so naturally she can't lose face to the prince.

The prince is also a talent, rich and handsome, and when the two of them stand together, they are the leaders of the East Palace.

And Meng Combrow and Jing Qicheng are more like a couple.

Wang Qifu adhered to etiquette and stood behind the prince, never overstepping the slightest, but Jing Qicheng held Meng Comb's hand.

Looking at the similarities in the clothes of the two, it shows that the two are in love.

Although the nobles want to marry well, they want to marry someone who treats them sincerely, and they all feel very envious when they see that Jing Qicheng is so intimate to Meng Comb.

The crown prince sat at the top, followed by Jing Qi Cheng and Jing Ran's positions.

Jing Ran didn't seem to have arrived yet, Meng Combrow thought to himself, he had covered it up so deliberately, hoping that Jing Ran wouldn't recognize him.

Wang Qifu saw that the prince's face was not very good, so she handed him a glass of wine, the prince was a little impatient, and she didn't even take the wine, she could only put the wine glass down in embarrassment.

Mu Qingyan also came today, but she was only a side concubine, and she couldn't sit with the prince on this occasion, so she could only sit below with the nobles.

Although she was not convinced, she saw that the prince did not give Wang Qifu a good face, and her heart was somewhat balanced.

As for Meng Xiangrong, although she was indeed able to squeeze into the palace banquet with Mu Anxuan, she was not outstanding in the first place, and she was not different among so many noble girls.

She stretched her neck to see where Jing Ran was, but when she saw that the seat was still empty, she would inevitably feel lost.

After a while, the emperor and the palace came, and even brought Concubine Xian, so he had to kneel down and kowtow again.

Fortunately, I have a soft cushion tied to my leg today, otherwise it would be too painful to have to kowtow once in a while.

Everyone raised their glasses and drank bitterly, wishing the world eternal peace, the emperor and queen were blessed, and the emperor saw that Jing Ran was not there, so he asked him where he went.

"Lord Yu's body is not good yet, I'm afraid it will ruin your interest, so I probably won't be able to come today."

The eunuch next to the emperor replied.