Chapter Ninety-Four: The Glass Festival (3)
After everyone negotiated, Wang Shiya took the little girl and Caihe and walked towards the front yard.
In fact, Wang Shiya also learned from the mouth of the Jia Shi just now that the old man was still tidying up in the study, and the reason why he was so anxious to send someone to call Wang Shiya was that Wang Shiya refused to go.
And Situ Jia will also appear at the banquet at that time, the reason why Wang Xuanling insisted on Wang Shiya to participate this time is to a large extent, to get to know Wang Shiya and Situ Haoran.
Why is this happening, because as early as when Wang Shiya came to Kyoto from Zilin, she was actually given a matchmaker, and this object was the cold Situ Haoran.
Like this kind of political marriage, how could Wang Shiya agree, if it was a marriage contract made by her father, it would be enough, but this marriage contract was given by the saint, and the holy order was difficult to disobey, but it could not be taken back casually, which was also the root cause of Wang Shiya's anxiety sometimes.
And this banquet, the reason why Wang Shiya is so repulsive is because of Situ Haoran's participation, in her opinion, let alone any banquet, it is simply a blind date scene.
So thinking about it this way, when Wang Shiya heard that her father was still in the study, it was a race against time, Wang Shiya couldn't wait to pick up the little girl who was still in a daze, and went all the way to the front yard.
Caihe on the side is also on the road, looking at Wang Shiya's fast back of leaving, I don't want to think about it, I directly stepped hard, and the light step jumped out three meters away in an instant, and it didn't take long to catch up with Wang Shiya, and the three of them ran towards the front yard together.
Let's not talk about how perfect Wang Shiya's plan is, and the reason why Wang Xuanling will stagnate in the study at this moment is that it all depends on Wang Ce, I saw this kid with a flattering smile on his face, and he was nodding and saying something to Wang Xuanling.
waited for the camera to pull in, only to hear Wang Ce say flatteringly: "Dad, you just talk to your son, you also know that your son is simply penniless in terms of poetry and songs, if it wasn't for the eldest brother's reminder in the past, it is estimated that I would be ugly again." ”
Speaking of this, Wang Ce looked at Wang Xuanling's face very carefully, and looked at his father with a thoughtful look, Wang Ce immediately came to his senses, so he continued:
"But this year is different, I heard that this time the subject matter will be more tricky, just now I went to visit the eldest brother, but this subject matter even the eldest brother can't guess, so the son has no bottom in his heart, so the son begged his father, can you give a hint or something, and then you won't lose the door, right?"
Not to mention, Wang Ce's words, no matter what his purpose was, Wang Xuanling really felt a lot relieved, because at this time, Wang Ce, whether it was speaking or asking for advice, did not seem to have any shadow of smiling at all.
However, I am relieved, and in terms of the subject matter, this time the saint did not reveal it to the outside at all, so don't look at Wang Xuanling's huge power, even if there are a large number of spies in the palace, there is really no news about this theme.
At this time, Wang Xuanling thought that when the morning court was the day before yesterday, the saint specially ordered that officials above the third rank in the court must bring their sons to the banquet, and the reward is also remarkable.
As long as someone can answer to the satisfaction of the saint, if that person is a scholar, he does not have to participate in the literary ceremony, but is directly accepted into the hospital by the Taihua Division, if that person is a martial artist, the three strong armies in Beijing can be selected at will, once they enter the barracks, they are the chief.
Originally, Wang Xuanling couldn't figure out what the intention of the saint was, but at this moment, Wang Xuanling listened to Wang Ce's words, but he understood a little bit about the saint's intentions, but no matter what the theme of the saint was, Wang Xuanling was self-aware, and this poetry and song was not a martial artist's strength.
Thinking of this, Wang Xuanling was woken up by Wang Ce's soft call, lowered his head to look at the half-kneeling Wang Ce, dragged him up from the ground, and said in a somewhat helpless tone:
"My son still doesn't have to ask, this banquet is not trivial, and my Wang family is very bad at poetry, if the saint asks, don't be embarrassed, just prevaricate it as much as possible."
Hearing this, Wang Ce nodded thoughtfully, but he felt that his father's arrangement seemed a little strange, but before Wang Ce could ask again, he saw Wang Xuanling turn his head and glance at the sand table.
When Wang Xuanling saw the time on the sand table, the whole person was immediately stunned, and then like a fly, while driving Wang Ce, he straightened his clothes and a long shirt, and followed after a while.
In fact, it is no wonder that Wang Xuanling is in such a hurry, because the time when the saint usually arrives at Fusang Garden is almost around three o'clock, which is also to give the courtiers more time to prepare.
And when Wang Xuanling looked at the sand table just now, the yellow sand in the sand table had already passed the hour, and when there was another stick of incense, the time would come, how could this not make Wang Xuanling anxious.
Speaking of which, Wang Ce really had an idea, it turned out that when Wang Xuanling came to the door, the Wang family's convoy had already lined up, and when Wang Xuanling looked at Wang Shiya's car, he saw Caihe sitting on the wheel with a serious face, holding the reins tightly with both hands, as if he was going to set off at any time.
Wang Shiya said well, Cai He is Wang Shiya's personal guard, and at this moment, Cai He'an is sitting on the wheel, which also expresses to Wang Xuanling who the person in the car is from the side, but it is expected that Wang Xuanling is such an old and cunning man, and at this time, he didn't expect that it was not Wang Shiya in the car.
Just when Wang Xuanling nodded and walked forward, she had been secretly looking at Wang Xuanling's little girl through the curtain, at this time, her face was flushed, her big eyes were shining, and she waved her pink fist excitedly, feeling extremely proud of her wit.
Everything was ready, except for the Wang family's father and son, plus the little girl's total of four carriages were all pulled by one horse, escorted by thirty soldiers on the left and right, the car began to drive towards Fusang Garden.
When the convoy was far away, Wang Shiya climbed and jumped out of the yard, and at this time the hour was almost time, Wang Shiya wanted to change into men's clothes, but it was too late in time.
At this moment, Wang Shiya turned her head to look at the brightly lit direction of the imperial city, her eyes gradually became firm, she turned her head in the opposite direction, and used all her strength to carry out light exercises, and a few vertical jumps disappeared into the darkness and disappeared.
Although Wang Shiya is trying her best to come, the distance between Nancheng and Qingwen Street is extremely far, and this time and a half will definitely not be something that Wang Shiya can catch up with in a quarter of an hour.
But fortunately, Lin Ling is a promise-abiding person, since he promised Wang Shiya to meet here, as long as Wang Shiya does not come, Lin Ling will never leave.
However, Lin Ling was patient, but Yang Zhen on the side was a little impatient, seeing that the street was gradually becoming lively, Yang Zhen's heart seemed to be scratched by 10,000 cats, which was extremely uncomfortable.
But in the face of the stubborn Lin Ling, Yang Zhen didn't dare to say anything, so he had to continue to wait helplessly, just praying in his heart for Wang Shiya's quick arrival.
At this time, Guo Quan and the two of them had already set off to the Wind Flower Realm, and this Wind Flower Realm is the most prosperous place in Beijing, especially when it comes to the Spring Festival or the Liuli Festival, the Wind Flower Realm is like a landmark in Beijing, representing unparalleled prosperity.
Speaking of this glass festival is really peculiar, every time the annual glass festival comes, it is as if the saint has issued an order for amnesty in the world, whether it is a small house or a pawn hawker on this day, where to set up a stall will not be investigated by Leyang Mansion.
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