"Your cousin of the Zhao family seems to be very interested in His Royal Highness the Prince, why don't you find an opportunity to advise His Highness a few words, so that he doesn't spoil his concubine too much. In this way, when the prince chooses a concubine in the future, it will be a good thing to achieve. ”

What Yan Qing said was not ambiguous at all.

not only showed his careful thoughts in front of Junchen, but also lived up to Ah Jiu's instructions before leaving.

From his standpoint, if the crown prince must have a crown princess, of course he hopes that person is Zhao Yueqiu.

In this way, Junchen's position in the court is more stable, and Prime Minister Zhao Cheng, who has always been disliked, can also raise his eyebrows and confront Jiang Bowen.

Besides, after thinking about it, he didn't think that there was a more suitable candidate for the crown princess than Zhao Yueqiu in Shangjing.

Jun Chen's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and his voice was as cold as ice ballast, only poking people's hearts: "Who chewed the root of your tongue in front of your eyes?" ”

Yan Qing, who felt that his heart had been poked, shuddered, and hurriedly smiled flatteringly: "It's not enough to chew the root of the tongue, but Ah Jiu said a few words in front of my eyes." ”

Junchen asked again: "How can the Ninth Princess know?" ”

Yan Qing thought about it and felt very innocent: "I heard that Miss Zhao has a great relationship with the Thirteenth Princess, probably what the Thirteenth Princess said in front of Ah Jiu." ”

As for why the thirteenth princess said it, it was probably because Zhao Yueqiu mentioned it too many times in front of her.

However, even if he gave Yan Qing three dares, he didn't dare to say it in front of Jun Chen.

Who doesn't know that Junchen hates nepotism with the royal family the most?

If he did, he would be in big trouble.

Yan Qing didn't say it, it doesn't mean that Jun Chen can't think of it.

Thinking of that reckless cousin, Junchen only felt a headache.

He had admonished her many times, persuading her not to waste time on the prince of the East Palace, but she didn't listen at all, and still went her own way.

even hit the idea on a few princesses, did she think that Qi Changrong had to accept what the princesses liked?

After thinking about it for a while, he said bitterly: "When I rest today, I will write a letter to people to take back quickly. ”

Yan Qing was stunned: "Why?" ”

"Let my uncle find a good family for Yueqiu as soon as possible, lest she don't know the importance and forget the rules!"

"......" Yan Qing struggled and said a fair word: "Listen to Ah Jiu, Miss Zhao is very measured, assertive, and ...... important."

"The prince won't marry her."

Thousands of words are not worth a sentence.

Yan Qing was a little confused: "How do you know?" ”

"I asked the prince, the prince will not marry her, you should know that the prince is a good word."

Yan Qing: "......"

Of course he knew, not only did he know, but he knew it well.

Yan Qing's head hurt very much, and he glanced at Jun Chen's expressionless face, and suddenly wanted to pretend to be dead.

Thinking back to the night before departure, he was even more weak and did not dare to speak.

At that time, Qi Ajiu had a lot of things to say to him, including Zhao Yueqiu's affairs.

Ah Jiu said that in order to share the worries of the East Palace, Yueqiu was raising money and borrowing grain everywhere, not to mention, and planned to personally send silver grain to the southeast.

…… Such a deep friendship, but in exchange for a sentence from the East Palace, not to marry?

He could already imagine what it would look like.

It's hell for sure.

Lang ruthless concubine intentionally ......

Looking at Junchen's attitude, obviously, he didn't know Zhao Yueqiu's small movements in secret, otherwise he wouldn't be as calm as he is now.

However, it may not be fair for Zhao Yueqiu to let Yan Qing confess at this time and inform Junchen of everything in advance.

After weighing left and right, he didn't say anything at all.

When the time comes, we will talk about it when the time comes.

……

In Beijing, the sun hangs in the sky, the heat shines on every corner, the corners of the streets and alleys are like huge steamers, and the people walking in it are sweating.

A small and delicate carriage drove into the famous wealthy area of Shangjing and stopped in front of a magnificent gate house.

The little girl with her hair in a double bun first lifted the beaded curtain and jumped out of the carriage.

Then, a white jade hand stretched out from the carriage.

The maid helped Zhao Yueqiu out.

'Knock', 'knock', 'knock'.

After knocking three times, the maid took three steps back and stood behind Zhao Yueqiu with her eyebrows lowered.

Soon, the heavy door of the house was opened from the inside.

The porter looked at Zhao Yueqiu cautiously, and asked hesitantly, "Are you?" ”

Zhao Yueqiu smiled in her eyes, and her voice was pleasant: "I am a guest invited by the Ninth Princess." ”

The porter suddenly realized: "It turned out to be Her Royal Highness the Princess's honored guest, and the Ninth Princess had already instructed Miss Zhao to come with the slave." ”

As he spoke, he opened the door of the house wide and bowed slightly to make a gesture of please.

Zhao Yueqiu bowed her head, and walked in with her steps.

The porter was half a step behind as a sign of respect.

I only felt that the person in front of him was inexplicably familiar, and he couldn't remember who it was, so he was in distress for a while.

He led people to Lang Lang's courtyard, where Qi Ajiu had been waiting in the pavilion for a long time.

The maid and servant woman who sprinkled the sweep faded her interest, but her eyes involuntarily looked at Zhao Yueqiu again and again.

They thought that the appearance of the ninth princess was outstanding enough, but they didn't expect that there were more iconic beauties in this world than the ninth princess.

"Who's that girl?"

"The daughter of Prime Minister Zhao's family, I heard that she is the most likely candidate to become the crown princess."

"Ah, no wonder our ninth princess is so polite to others."

"yes, maybe they'll be a family in the future."

The chatter of the servants faded away, and there were only two of them in the great courtyard except for the pleasant scenery.

One sat calmly, the other stood calmly.

"Yueqiu has seen Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess."

Zhao Yueqiu was wearing a green and yellow tulle skirt with delicate petal orchid embroidery at the collar, and her long waterfall-like hair was only tied up with a jasper hairpin.

She stood upright, her white and tender hands were overlapped on her lower abdomen, and her whole body was transparent.

For some reason, Qi Ajiu saw the shadow of another person from her.

Some are like royal brothers, gentle and polite on the surface, but in fact, no one can enter her world.

"What you want to do is known to this palace, but my father is not a person who can be easily persuaded, if you want to contact that person through him, you may be in vain."

Qi Ajiu repeatedly admonished Zhao Yueqiu to inform Zhao Yueqiu of the most likely result first, so as not to be disappointed later.

After listening to her words, Zhao Yueqiu was not only not hit, but became more and more calm.

"As long as the ninth princess is willing to introduce the courtiers to Lingtang, as for the future, no matter whether the matter is successful or not, the courtiers have no regrets."

The meaning of the look in Qi Ajiu's eyes became more and more intense.

To be honest, she also wants to know who will be better when she is the first talented woman in Beijing and the second oldest woman in Beijing stubbornly opposed.

So, Qi Ajiu put down the teacup and said, "Since you are so confident, for the sake of thirteen, this palace will also help you once, and I hope you can achieve what you want." ”

"Thank you, Ninth Princess."

The first elder of the Yan family is stubborn, that is, the head of the Yan family, Yan Qing's father, and the nominal father-in-law of the ninth princess.

This person is obsessed with literature and cannot extricate himself, rarely interferes in aggravating matters on weekdays, and has held an official position in the DPRK and China, and has played a dispensable role.

A few years ago, he resigned from his official position and stayed at home, and spent his days reading books and walking his dog with his old friends, chatting with the world.

Therefore, it is not a simple matter to intercept someone before he goes out.

However, with the Ninth Princess leading the way, Zhao Yueqiu didn't care at all that she would pounce.

Although Yan Lao is not in the court, he still has to give some face to the princess of the heavenly family and his daughter-in-law.

So, Zhao Yueqiu was led to Yan Lao.

Xiuzhuyuan.

Surrounded by greenery, green bamboo and green leaves, it is filled with a sense of tranquility.

This is the territory of Yan Lao, and it is a very suitable place for retirement in old age.

Zhao Yueqiu glanced around, quickly withdrew her eyes, and respectfully bowed to the elder Yan.

"Yueqiu has seen Old Man Yan."

Hearing her voice, Yan Lao stroked his beard and looked at him suspiciously.

After looking at it for a while, it dawned on him.

Because of the acceptable relationship with Zhao Li, Yan Lao's voice carried the love of the elders: "It turned out to be the little niece of the Zhao family, how can you have time to come and see the old man?" ”

Zhao Yueqiu smiled at the corner of her mouth, glanced at the maid beside her, and said: "I heard that Yan Lao is looking for Wang Quanen's true handiwork, and he happened to get a green bamboo picture at home, so he came to offer it to Yan Lao. ”

The maid held the red lacquered wooden box in both hands and presented it respectfully.

Zhao Yueqiu opened the wooden box, took out a roll of paper and painted it on the stone table.

Yan Lao's eyes burst into fine light, and his face was impassive, extremely calm.

Even Qi Ajiu, who was not interested, couldn't help but look at it twice.

As a member of the royal family, she is no longer favored, and her status is there, so she naturally has an eye for distinguishing between truth and falsehood.

It is indeed the work of Wang Quanen.

Qi Ajiu raised his eyebrows: "I didn't expect that the Zhao Mansion still had such a treasure." ”

"The ninth princess laughed, although Wang Quanen's ink treasure can make the world's scholars chase after it, but compared with the rich reserves of the royal family, it is not enough to see."

Zhao Yueqiu is self-aware, in the eyes of the royal family, no matter how famous the portrait is, it will actually be much better than waste paper.

The only difference between them may only be that they can bring different values to the Jin Kingdom.

Behind every powerful empire, it does not rely on literati or pen and ink, but on financial resources and military strength.

I thought that Elder Yan would be surprised, but there was no difference on his face, and there was a hint of nonchalant scrutiny in his expression.

He looked at Zhao Yueqiu and paused before saying, "I don't dare to accept such a valuable gift, old man." ”

said that he didn't dare to do it, but his eyes seemed to grow on the painting, and his reluctance was overflowing.

However, the slow tone of the old man made it impossible to figure out his true intentions.

Zhao Yueqiu, who has always been able to accurately figure out people's thoughts, couldn't help but fall into a dull mood.

She had to admit that even if she calculated in her heart, it was not enough to face this kind of old man who had been in the world for decades.

Thinking about it a thousand times, just when Qi Ajiu thought that Zhao Yueqiu was going to return in vain, Yan Lao opened his mouth again: "The little girl has such a big hand, the old man is self-aware, this painting must not have been sent for no reason." ”

"As the saying goes, no merit is not lost, I don't know what the purpose of the niece of the Zhao family is?"