For the famous ladies living in Yanjing, it can be said that the preparation of this kind of banquet invitation can be described as handy.

But for Liu Qingxin, this is a quasi-princess who has never lived in Yanjing and has no friends in Yanjing, it is extremely difficult to achieve.

In order to make Liu light-hearted, he could smoothly send invitations to the inner courtyards of each family, and not make people feel abrupt, Ling Jun specially invited his sister from one mother, Princess Ruian, to the Three Princes' Mansion as a "guest".

"When will my brother come back?"

After sitting in the main hall for a long time, Zhu Yaoyuan, who was killed by Zhu Ling, who jumped up and down, was so angry that his brain hurt, and he was a little helpless and rubbed his eyebrows.

The New Year has passed, and she is seven years old, and she has gradually revealed the grace of a princess of a country.

Among the famous families in Yanjing, it also has a good reputation.

"The third master has gone to live in the distant mountains."

"It is said that I am going to send invitations to a wedding banquet to someone."

"Look at the hour, I should be back soon."

Looking up and looking at the sky, the housekeeper replied to Zhu Yaoyuan with a respectful attitude.

Zhu Yaoyuan came with Zhu Linglu, and until she inquired, she had been waiting in the main hall for more than an hour.

Zhu Ling killed the bear child who jumped up and down, had already eaten three plates of dim sum, climbed more than a dozen trees, and pulled the manes of the bullying horses in the house one by one, at this time, he was pestering the winter solstice, helping him tie the pile of horsehair into variegated tassels and tie them to the sword as decoration.

And Zhu Yaoyuan is not like a child, since she entered the main hall, she has never left the chair, not to mention, and it is the first time to ask someone where Ling Jun is.

"The wedding date is approaching, and busyness is inevitable."

Zhu Yaoyuan nodded lightly, indicating that she knew, so she quieted down again, and continued to drink tea, and the refreshments on the small table were still untouched.

"Yaoyuan, Yaoyuan, look, look, does it match my saber very well?"

Zhu Ling's horsehair tassel has been completed, and at this time, it has been tied to the end of the sword, replacing the original tassel.

"This feel is much better than the previous one, tsk, this is worthy of my sword!"

Zhu Linglu said as he drew his sword and smugly pulled a sword flower.

Then, he trotted to Zhu Yaoyuan, who was sitting in the main hall drinking tea, reached out, grabbed a piece of snack from her plate, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"The sword is like a virtuous minister, and only when you meet a good lord can you play sharp."

"The sword without sharpness, like a pearl of dust, is also beautiful, but it can only be sighed by the world, and the ambition is incomplete."

"Mr. Xi Wolong, Liu Xuande has three visits to help him divide the world, and the world praises him."

"However, the good lord passed away, the young monarch came to the court, and the virtuous ministers were still there, but they stopped in Shu, so it was the same."

Zhu Yaoyuan didn't stop Zhu Linglu from stealing the snacks.

She just smiled shallowly, and her gaze fell on the saber in his hand, meaning something.

"Well said!"

Outside the door, there was Lingjun's applause.

"If Yuan'er is born as a man, she must be a talent in Anbang!"

Ling Jun smiled and slowly walked into the main hall, wearing a close-fitting black robe, which contrasted sharply with the snow piled up next to the courtyard road.

"I heard my mother say that my brother has not recovered from his serious injuries and needs to recuperate, but Yuan'er didn't believe it."

"I saw you today, and I am still a mother, so I know my brother better."

Seeing Ling Jun coming back, Zhu Yaoyuan jumped down from the chair with a smile, stepped forward slowly, and handed him his hand.

"When there are no outsiders, my brother still saves some saliva and has something to say."

"Look at your poor face, you can't take care of it well, but how can you bear it, the toast of the wedding banquet?"

The smile is peachy, the clouds are piled with green buns, the lips are full of cherry blossoms, and the durian teeth are fragrant.

Zhu Yaoyuan's appearance is seven or eight points similar to their mother's concubine, Li's, and her gestures are more similar to the late Empress Dowager Xiaoke, although before she was born, the Empress Dowager Xiaoke was already ancient.

"Look, look, I'll just say that she was born with the same virtue as her mother, and she knows how to bully me and squeeze me all day long, and I can't live in the palace!"

Seeing Ling Jun come back, Zhu Linglu happily jumped three feet high, threw the unsheathed saber casually, pounced on it, and grabbed his leg like an octopus, with a look of grievance, and "cried" to him.

"If you can't finish ten sentences, you will start reasoning with people."

"What virtue."

"What a courtesy?"

"What, what ......"

Zhu Linglu is still a child, and he hates to listen to people's reasoning the most.

Coupled with the ordinary, Lingjun loves him and is used to him, and does not force him to be humble and polite.

Therefore, as long as Ling Jun is in front of him, he will instantly become a complete splash, and no one dares to provoke the "Demon King of the Mixed World", even their mother, the Li family, has no choice.

"There are some things that you have to know by heart." ”

"When it's time to pretend, don't let her not get off the stage and be ridiculed by others."

Ling Jun said as he reached out with a smile and "tore" Zhu Ling off his leg.

Once, he also loved to laugh, especially in the years when he lived in the northwest camp.

But later, when he returned to Yuwangfu, his laughter was less, and when he returned to Yanjing, his laughter was even less.

His expression became more and more serious and cold.

His laughter, too, slowly became a luxury, a weapon.

The young masters from famous families in Yanjing are secretly called by the nickname of "Evil Star", and they do things according to their mood, he is moody, he is not angry when he hears it, but he is more and more confused when he does things, getting along with people, and making people more and more confused about routines.

If I hadn't met you, the rest of my life would have been so boring.

Instinctively turned around, looked in the direction of Jiangnan, remembered Liu Qingxin's Lingjun, the corners of his lips, and unconsciously raised a light smile.

It's good to meet you in this life.

That's nice.

"I heard the palace people talk in private, saying that my sister-in-law's mother family is not a famous family in Yanjing."

"My brother called Yuan'er to come, but in order to help my sister-in-law draw up invitations and seats?"

Zhu Yaoyuan's face remained unchanged, as if it was automatically filtered, and Zhu Ling, who was not polite and played nonsense with Ling Jun.

She called Liu Qingxin a sister-in-law, not a quasi-princess, and her attitude was self-explanatory.

"It's inconvenient for me to meddle in the backyard matters."

"You grew up in Yanjing, and you know better than she how to deal with those things that eat people and don't spit out bones."

"She will come to Yanjing to live in a few days."

"You walk around with her more, if you need anything, just take care of the people in the house."

Ling Jun always felt that the backyard of a famous family was the dirtiest and pickled place, especially the mansions where there were groups of wives and concubines and countless children.

He deliberately made a name for Liu, so that those ladies and ladies did not dare to block her.

But just in case, he still decided to take a two-pronged approach, and let his sister, Princess Zhu Yaoyuan of Ruian, first be a buffer between Liu Qingxin and these ladies and ladies from famous families, and help her gain a foothold in Yanjing first.

"Yuan'er will definitely live up to her brother's trust."

Zhu Yaoyuan listened quietly to Ling Jun's words, thought about his true intentions seriously, and then nodded lightly and told him that he understood what to do.

"Brother, brother, I ask you, I ask you!"

"The owner who lives in the house next door to you, does he have a holiday with his sister-in-law!"

Seeing that Ling Jun only talked to Zhu Yaoyuan and didn't play with him, Zhu Lingjun suddenly became anxious.

stepped forward, hugged his legs, half to invite merit, half to flatter, and "inquired" with Ling Jun about his "new discovery".

"I just climbed a tree and stumbled upon it."

"Well, in that courtyard, there is a woman dressed in white, who is whipping a dummy with a straw."

"That dummy, wearing a bright red wedding dress, has a yellow paper with the word Shen written on it on the door of his head!"

"It's like this, like this!"

After that, Zhu Linglu let go of Ling Jun's legs, ran to the door of the main hall, snatched the duster used for sweeping from the hands of a servant who was cleaning, and returned to the main hall, pinching his throat at a wooden frame where flowers were placed, imitating what he saw and heard on the tree.

"Slut!"

"What are you!"

"Die!"

"Die!"

"Die!"

Zhu Ling's imitation made Ling Jun change color in an instant.

Although the smile on his face was still there, the aura emanating from his body made people instinctively want to keep their distance from him.

Dangerous.

Extremely dangerous, to be exact.

"Which tree did you climb to see that?"

"Is it a house in the east, or is it a house in the west?"

Ling Jun stepped forward slowly, took the duster from Zhu Ling's hand, and broke it into two with his bare hands, and threw it on the ground.

Seeing Ling Jun like this, Zhu Yaoyuan remained silent, took half a step back, and distanced herself from him.

Although, with Ling Jun's kung fu, this insignificant distance is just a joke, but in terms of self-preservation instinct, Zhu Yaoyuan is indeed more than one step ahead of Zhu Ling.

"To the west!"

Zhu Linglu stretched out his hands, gestured for directions, and then, with a serious attitude, answered Lingjun.

"I started climbing from the stable."

"Stepping on the roof of the stable, the first branch on it."

"On that tree, there are a few persimmons that have not been picked, I think they should be sweet, so I ......"

"Ahem, I never thought about it, I was sitting on a branch eating persimmons, and suddenly I heard the sound of whips and scolding, and I followed the sound and saw it."

In terms of naughtiness, a huge palace, if Zhu Ling is called second, there is no one, dare to claim to be the first.

Pinching flowers, catching fish, digging birds' nests, and picking horsemanes, there is nothing he can think of, and he does not dare to "practice".

The concubines in the harem all hated him so much that they gritted their teeth, but no one could catch him "currently".

Emperor Longqing doesn't like the chaos of the harem, and he is rigorous, even if it is just a few miscellaneous things, when he disposes of them, he must pay attention to the conclusive evidence.

Some concubines who thought they were favored ran to cry to Emperor Longqing, and were "bullied" by Zhu Ling, a person whose mother was not good.

However, because he went to cry to Emperor Longqing, he was "bullied" by Zhu Ling, but he couldn't produce evidence, and the concubines who were beaten into the cold palace were a total of twenty-seven.

The West?

The outer house of De Pingbo's house?

Oh, he was pondering what reason he wanted to find to gouge out this nasty "eye", and someone who was so "interesting" sent him a reason!

"Got it."

Ling Jun's eyebrows twisted slightly, turned around, walked to the saber that Ling Jun threw on the ground, and with a slight lift of his toes, he received the sword and the sheath in his hand and put them together.

"It's not too early, you guys, it's time to go back to the palace."

"Tell my mother, I have a lot of things to do these days, and I don't have time to greet her, let her pay attention to her dress, and don't get caught in the cold."

Stuffing the saber into Zhu Ling's hand, Ling Jun turned around and looked at Zhu Yaoyuan, who was standing there quietly, looking at his nose, nose, mouth, and heart.

"I can't say much about the dispute between the house."

"This matter, leave it to you to dispose of, may it be consummated?"

"Yuan'er fell in love with a piano and asked for three hundred taels of silver."

Zhu Yaoyuan didn't say it was good, nor did she say it bad.

She took a step forward, raised her head, and smiled at Ling Jun, revealing a sweet smile like the warm winter sun.

"Is it okay for my brother to buy it for Yuan'er?"

……

A carriage slowly drove out of the Three Princes' Mansion.

The carriage did not go straight to the palace, but at the corner of the street, in the opposite direction, to the market.

Most people will buy enough things for the New Year in the lunar month, and try not to "scatter wealth" in the first month, so the market at this time is the most "deserted" time of the year.

Zhu Yaoyuan lifted the curtain of the carriage window and opened a small corner, and carefully observed that they had come all the way, and the time was not changed, and the people who were watching from various mansions came from all over the place.

"Walk slowly, ahead, it's time to arrive."

Suddenly, she used the soup woman in her hand to gently knock three times on the pillar in front of the carriage, and gave an order to the guard in charge of driving.

The person in charge of driving the car was the guard of Lingjun Mansion, wearing a black coat, with a longbow decoration on the cuffs, but unlike the strong men in black who sent letters to various mansions in the early morning, his figure was slightly thin.

Hearing Zhu Yaoyuan's "signal", he responded in a low voice, and slowly tightened the reins, so that the horses pulling the cart slowed down.

Someone followed.

To be precise, someone came to find Zhu Yaoyuan, who had just come out of the Three Princes' Mansion, to "meet by chance" after getting the news, and set up news with her.

"It's the one in front, Listen to the String Workshop."

Zhu Yaoyuan put down the corner of the curtain and whispered to the guards of the Three Princes' Mansion who were driving the car.

"There is a dim sum shop in front, the pear blossom cake is very good, you go and buy three servings and come back, one to eat, and two to take away."

"When you buy it and come back, let's go back to the palace, don't run blindly and cause trouble, otherwise, beware of me telling my mother that your homework was copied from me."

For Zhu Ling's brother, Zhu Yaoyuan is far less respectful than Ling Jun.

In other words, in her concept, Zhu Linglu is more like a younger brother who needs her to take care of, a troublemaker who will cause trouble if he doesn't keep an eye on it.

But Rao is like this, and she still regards him as an important relative, and has never thought of giving up or using him.

"Don't!"

"Don't!"

"What do you say, what do I hear?"

Hearing Zhu Yaoyuan say that she wanted to sue the Li family, Zhu Linglu suddenly wilted, and hurriedly assured her that he would listen to her for everything.

"Good sister, good Yuan'er, you don't dare to tell your mother, I copied your homework, otherwise, she will punish me, punish me to go to the yard, and kneel until dawn!"