"It's snowing!" I don't know who said softly, and the women who were waiting in King Jing's mansion to choose a concubine raised their heads one after another.

Zheng Wan didn't make any moves, and she didn't know if Zheng Ling would go smoothly to the National Teacher's Mansion today? Is the national teacher recovering this time? Where did he go when he disappeared before? Fortunately, Ziyou is there, and it should be okay to think about it. The snowflakes drifted down slowly, and the six white petals gently fell on the shoulders and on the ground, turning into a piece of water, and this pure thing became so turbid in the world.

"Yo, I'm so calm." Zheng Yue on the side whispered in a weird manner.

Zheng Wan was indifferent to such words, and the more people like Zheng Yue paid attention to them, the more proud they became. But a spoiled child, why waste energy to respond. After a while, the snow became heavier and heavier, and the shoulders had a hint of white.

Zheng Wan raised her eyebrows slightly, on such a cold day, Sijing let these noble ladies in Kyoto City stand in the courtyard for half a pillar of incense, and His Royal Highness King Jing did not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. At the beginning of this time, everyone came to the first dismount, His Royal Highness King Jing, suddenly a little interesting, and I don't know which lady was chosen in the end.

"You say, Zheng Ling became a saint and lost the opportunity to marry, is this a curse or a blessing?"

Zheng Wan gently skimmed Zheng Yue, "Is it related to you?" ”

"His Royal Highness King Jing has arrived, His Royal Highness King Cheng has arrived, and His Royal Highness King Ning has arrived." With these sounds, the three princes appeared in the courtyard together. Although the three of them are brothers, they really give people different feelings. Qin Mingde swept over. The sharpness in his eyes was enough to make everyone dare not look at him directly. Zheng Wan also bowed her head, Zheng Shouyun's matter is not over yet, this is an unstable existence after all.

"I've seen three highnesses." The ladies of Kyoto Castle salute with their brushes.

"I'm really sorry, some things are delayed, it's cold outside, let's go inside." Qin Mingxuan looked at the dozens of women in the courtyard, but there was no her.

Dozens of tables and chairs have been set up in the room.

Everyone sat down one after another according to the status of the family. The Zheng family is one of the best families in Kyoto City, so the position is relatively forward.

"Ladies and gentlemen, His Royal Highness King Jing needs to have both talent and virtue when choosing a concubine. Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready? "Gonggong Li, who was next to the Queen Mother, was sent over to be in charge of the selection of concubines.

"His Royal Highness King Jing, you can start." Gonggong Li gestured to Qin Mingxuan.

His Royal Highness King Jing nodded.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is today's exam paper on the table in front of each of you. Please, time limit for a pillar of incense. Start now. ”

Zheng Wan opened the paper covered in front of her, and it only read, "If a husband doesn't plow, he will be hungry, and a woman will not weave, or he will be cold." ”

Zheng Wan picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and began to write some hypocritical things, these words were inconsistent with half of her thoughts, but since the royal family needed an obedient tool, it could only be like this, and she couldn't expose herself. I don't know who came up with this topic, if His Royal Highness King Jing chose it, then as far as I am concerned, I am more and more interested in him, such a person is either deeply hidden, or he is really indifferent to Mingzhi.

Pen and ink were flying on the rice paper, Qin Mingxuan picked up the teacup, and the temperature of the teacup came out of the cup. He didn't think it mattered how the article was written, or what it ended up being. It's just that the brothers around me don't think like this. "It's ridiculous to think about probing based on an article." I can't help but think of her, if she is, how would she write?

Qin Mingde carefully observed the two women of the Zheng family. I don't know if my younger brother, except for Zheng Ling, can anyone with the surname Zheng care? I suddenly remembered Qin Mingruo's advice to himself yesterday, Qin Mingruo fiddled with the chessboard, only that this game of chess is naturally inseparable from the chess pieces, and the fixed number of chess pieces that everyone has mastered will always be dead chess if they are placed in the box. If a son makes a mistake, it will lose the land and lose the troops, and the whole situation will be lost. Mingruo still knows himself as always. In that case, let's see the follow-up. When the father was approaching Qin Mingxuan's selection of concubines, he named Zheng Ling as a saint, was it intentional or a coincidence? Qin Mingde couldn't help but glance at this younger brother of the Sutra. Qin Mingxuan lowered his head and drank tea, without looking at any of the women present.

Zheng Wan wrote the article very quickly, and after a while, it was completed, looking at the paper where the pen and ink had not yet dried, she couldn't help but show a smile that couldn't see the emotion, it was really hypocritical. If Zheng Ling was here, how would she write it? Come to think of it, she won't follow the rules like this, it's okay if she can't come, she rejected the former prince in front of everyone before, and threatened not to marry in front of His Majesty, so thinking about it, for her, it's not a bad thing to be canonized as a saint. Zheng Wan gently put down the pen and looked up at the incense, half a pillar of incense, then you have to wait for the first half of the incense, it is really a waste of time.

Zheng Wan looked at the volume in front of her, but in her mind began to recall the strange book "Guiguzi" that she had studied in the past few days, this mysterious real person is really powerful, each one is worth pondering carefully, studying repeatedly, taking advantage of this free time, think about it again, and only by integrating it can it play the greatest role.

His Royal Highness King Ning sat upright, his eyes always looking at the snow outside.

"It's a pity." Qin Mingde suddenly spoke, which really surprised Qin Ming.

"Brother Huang." Qin Mingxi then turned his eyes back into the house.

"Is this in a daze?"

"Let the royal brother see it." Qin Mingxi was a little restrained.

"It seems like a lot of people have finished writing it." Qin Mingde glanced at Zheng Wan, who was bowing his head, he had already noticed that the third lady of the Zheng family was the first to complete it, and it was much earlier than the second one. If this woman's biological mother is not mistaken, she is the once smash hit Kyoto City Oiran, and it is also very good that the woman can marry into the Zheng family, so I don't know what happened to her daughter.

Zheng Wan felt a lot of attention, it didn't seem to be friendly, Qin Mingde!

"Smack." Suddenly, there was a sound of falling from behind.

"Someone fainted!" Some people panicked all of a sudden.

"Quiet!" Gonggong Li immediately spoke up, "Come on, carry people down, and send them to the doctor." ”

Zheng Wan didn't look back, no matter which lady fainted, this woman had no chance to choose a concubine. But listening to the voice, in the back, it is estimated that the person on duty at home is the appearance of four or five grades.

This third lady of the Zheng family was quite calm, and the corners of Qin Mingde's mouth were slightly raised.

Qin Mingxi was quite anxious, Qin Mingxuan suddenly stood up, "I'll take a look." With that, he walked out.

Zheng Yue's face instantly became ugly, "I really don't know if it's fake or real." The voice was very small, and Zheng Wan next to her could hear it.

Zheng Wan snorted coldly in her heart, it was really superficial.