Jia Dongfeng smiled slyly: "I asked someone to make you the same set according to your size, and when Ming'er goes on the expedition, we will wear it together!" Let's blind the dog's eyes of those old thieves. ”

Fu Huanqing turned his head suspiciously: "How do you know that I am going to go on the expedition with you?" ”

Jia Dongfeng's eyes flickered: "Didn't you say it yourself last night?" Do you drink too much and don't admit it? ”

It turned out to be a selective fragment...... Who the hell doesn't admit it...... Fu Huanqing looked at Jia Dongfeng helplessly and shook his head.

"Dad, my mother is going on an expedition, won't you go with you?" Jia Huaibi said in a milky voice, his big eyes flickering, and he smiled meaningfully.

Zhen Liancheng's heart moved, if he could go, of course, he would be able to ensure that his plan was foolproof......

Jia Dongfeng corrected with a smile: "You want to call uncle!" Then he pinched her little face that could be broken by blowing bullets, "Uncle doesn't know martial arts, and his body is weak, you let him rest well." ”

Zhen Liancheng smiled conceitedly and stroked Jia Huaibi's little head: "It's okay, uncle is here to accompany you." "Even if you don't go, how can Xuanweizi's military science be beyond the reach of the Fu family?

"Daddy!" Jia Huaibi screamed firmly, rushed over and hugged Zhen Liancheng's thigh.

The weather on the oath of departure of the Empress Dowager was fine, cloudless, and the sky was as blue as blue. The 300,000 soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty wore the black armor unique to the Great Zhou, while Jia Dongfeng and Fu Huanqing wore swaggering and elegant Xuanjia golden helmets together, like two flowers blooming just right.

Jia Dongfeng had a rare solemn face, took the talisman from the Holy Emperor's hand, and said with great ambition: "Mother, wait for your sons to return to the dynasty victoriously!" ”

Nie Hongchen, the secretary of the military department, raised his eyes and glanced at the Holy Emperor and Jia Dongfeng with a sad face, and then lowered his head again.

He prayed day and night that Jia Dongfeng had forgotten his son, and that it was better to go to Qinzhou and never come back.

However, it backfired, Jia Dongfeng not only clearly remembered that he wanted to ask Nie Feng to be a male pet, and took Nie Feng to Chonghua Palace the day before the expedition, but also wrote a long list for the Holy Emperor, expressing her loyalty to the Holy Emperor, her attachment to her homeland, and her confidence and determination in victory.

The most important thing is that if something happens to her, I hope that the male pets in Chonghua Palace will be able to give her a funeral at that time.

When the Holy Emperor asked him to read out the list of the imperial concubine's teachers in the Golden Light Palace, Nie Hongchen's eyes turned black and he fainted.

After being rescued by the imperial doctor, the first thing Nie Hongchen did was to frantically tell the grain transport officer that the grain and grass must be in place, and the baggage must be in place, and he must not miss the military and political affairs of the imperial princess. I can't wait to follow the little grain transport officer from time to time, and don't leave for a moment.

In addition, Nie Hongchen also sincerely wore incense three times a day, praying for the safe return of Her Royal Highness the Empress Dowager.

Funeral ...... Zhen Liancheng hooked the corners of her lips, whether it was to herself or to Nie Feng, she was really resolute...... She asked to change her mother's surname, and when she was the princess, how could she still be the upright and kind Princess Donghua? But it's good to reduce your guilt.

When Zhen Liancheng was thoughtful, a clear and elegant young man Shi Shiran walked into the main hall of Chonghua Palace.

The young man wore a silk white round-necked robe, a section of the chest under his neck was deliberately not closed, and the placket in front of the robe was naturally loosened and hung down, so he was a graceful young man.

The young man arched his hand at Zhen Liancheng in a friendly manner: "Liancheng Gongzi is good." ”

Zhen Liancheng returned the salute, and said with a shallow smile: "Nie Gongzi is polite." "With an extraordinary appearance and outstanding color, it must be Nie Feng, the head of the four young people of Lanling who just entered Chonghua Palace before Jia Dongfeng left.

Nie Feng unfolded a jade fracture fan comfortably, and while looking around the main hall of Chonghua Palace, he said in an envious tone: "It's a pity that His Highness has gone on an expedition, and Nie Feng has not officially met His Highness so far." Prince Liancheng grew up with His Royal Highness since he was a child, and he wants to have a lot of friendship, can you tell Nie Feng about His Highness's childhood? ”

Zhen Liancheng was stunned for a moment, as the head of the four young men in Lanling, even if Nie Feng couldn't see Jia Dongfeng's trick of using him to restrain Nie Hongchen, the secretary of the military department, at least he should have scolded Jia Dongfeng for bullying people and bullying men and bullying men to the extreme, right? How can you talk about a teenager with admiration on his face, like a first acquaintance?

Unable to discern Nie Feng's motives for a while, Zhen Liancheng covered his mouth and coughed lightly: "What does Nie Gongzi want to know?" ”

Nie Feng turned his head and stared at Zhen Liancheng with a pair of good-looking eyes: "I heard that the only person His Highness treats with his heart is Lian Bi Gongzi, the elder brother of Lian Cheng Gongzi, I don't know what kind of person Lian Bi Gongzi is?" ”

Zhen Liancheng's fist hidden in his sleeve tightened, and his expression was slightly uneasy: "My brother is a humble gentleman, and he was also the head of the four young men of Lanling back then. "After Zhen Lianbi, there are no Lanling four less. Especially this Nie Feng, how dare you mention Zhen Lianbi back then?

Nie Feng raised his head, his eyes crossed the palace walls with envy, and drifted to the blue sky outside the palace, and sighed faintly: "It's a pity, I can't see the style of Brother Ling's three-step poem, it is said that what made His Royal Highness fall in love at first sight was a gambling poem in Wenhua Palace?" ”

It was the eighth birthday of Princess Donghua, and it was also an obscure day, the first emperor was very interested, so that people built a colorful building in front of the Wenhua Palace, and invited the world's talents to compete in poetry, and the eight-year-old birthday star Jia Dongfeng was ordered to "weigh the world's talents", and all the poems of the world's talents passed through her hands, as long as Jia Dongfeng felt that the poetry was not good, he could throw it down directly from the upper floor.

All of a sudden, the color downstairs was like snowflakes, full of Chengxintang plain notes, and finally only two people's poems were left in the hands of Princess Donghua, one was Zhen Lianbi's, and the other was Zheng Youwei's.

Under everyone's attention, Jia Dongfeng frowned, compared repeatedly, and finally made up his mind, and threw down the last piece of plain paper with a raised hand.

Someone rushed up to pick it up and shouted, "It's Lord Zheng's." ”

This means that Zhen Lianbi won.

Zheng Youwei stroked his long beard, his face was disdainful, and he slowly looked at the top of the color platform and said, "The princess won't be a poet based on her appearance, right?" ”

Young people are young and young, Jia Dongfeng is eight years old, what poetry can he understand, he questioned Jia Dongfeng for taking poetry by appearance, in fact, he questioned the fairness of the whole game.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar. Even the faces of the First Emperor and the Holy Emperor were a little displeased.

Jia Dongfeng was not angry or annoyed, and said with a smile: "Master Zheng, in fact, you and Zhen Gongzi's poems are indistinguishable. But Lord Zheng's last sentence was exhausted, so he lost. After speaking, he said loudly, "Lord Zheng's last sentence is: Weichen carved decay, ashamed to see Yu Zhangcai. Zhen Gongzi's last sentence is: Don't worry about the end of the bright moon, there are night pearls. Lord Zheng is really too modest. ”

One is the discouragement of being ashamed, and the other is the ambition of the night bead for the bright moon.

Not only Zheng Youwei had to be convinced, but others also nodded frequently.

Zhen Lianbi slowly stepped out of the queue and arched his hand towards Zheng Youwei: "Lord Zheng, accept it." ”

He smiled slowly towards the color building.

The eighteen-year-old boy under the moon was elegant and elegant, and smiled calmly, Jia Dongfeng on the Cai Lou suddenly had a pounding heartbeat, and there was a soft place in his heart that moved slightly, as if something was breaking through the ground. Since then, it has been undoomed, and it will never be lost.