Looking at the sarcastic expression on King Ning's face, Lingxi knew that he had been tricked by King Ning. At the moment, he was annoyed in his heart, with three points of anger in his eyes, and said coldly to King Ning, "If King Ning is fine, this palace will take the first step." ”

King Ning ignored Lingxi's anger and chuckled, "There is something, of course Xiao Wang has something to discuss with Ye Guifei." Without waiting for Lingxi to refuse, King Ning straightened up and continued, "Xiao Wang had nothing to do last year, and ordered someone to buy a manor in the small city on the border of Wei. I thought of finding a master of the manor in mid-June this year, but I didn't want the person who wanted to take over to regret it. Ye Guifei, the Ye family is also a century-old family in the capital, and Lingtang has a lot of prestige in the rich land in the south of the Yangtze River, I don't know if I can do Xiao Wang a favor and get that manor out, even if the silver given is less, it is better than smashing it in my hands. ”

On the side of Lingxi's body, he avoided the faint smell of wine coming from King Ning's body, and said without a trace of a smile on his face, "King Ning, as the prince, is he missing those few taels of silver?" If it was before, the palace could have made the decision to let my father buy the manor, but now that my father has scattered all his wealth, I am afraid that he will not be able to help King Ning. ”

King Ning raised his hand and slapped his forehead, sighing as if annoyed, "It seems that that manor is destined to fall into Xiao Wang's hands." Saying that, he made a gesture of invitation to Lingxi, and said with a smile, "It's Xiao Wang's fault that blocked Ye Guifei's way, Ye Guifei please." ”

These two words were quite unpleasant when they heard Lingxi's ears, but Lingxi couldn't think deeply under his anger, so he only glared at King Ning fiercely, and then stepped onto the moon viewing platform with the hand of the lotus leaf.

In the center of the viewing platform, Mo Jieyu is playing the guzheng alone. Under the plucking of the strings, a song "Looking at the Moon" came out in response to the occasion.

Lingxi walked back to his seat and sat down, and before he could take a good look at the concubines on the viewing platform, Emperor Yong'an turned sideways and asked her, "Why did it take so long to come back?" ”

Lingxi hurriedly smiled on his face, and replied with bright eyes, "The concubine saw that the chrysanthemums in the chrysanthemum garden were blooming well, so she watched more. Your Majesty, you don't know, it's interesting to look at the viewing platform from a distance. Under the bright moon, the viewing platform is like a pavilion in the sky, and bursts of melodious silk and bamboo sounds come out, like fairy music. The concubines stood below and listened for a while, and they all didn't believe that this view of the moon really existed......"

There was a green chrysanthemum on the table of the Empress Dowager, and when she heard Lingxi's words, she smiled and said, "You little monkey, you will make up nonsense." ”

"Oops! Old Ancestor," Lingxi's body twisted, and the Empress Dowager Xiaohe smiled reluctantly, "The concubines love to play a little on weekdays, but they don't dare to be the king." As he spoke, he looked at Emperor Yong'an again, the corners of his mouth provoked a hint of pride, and his eyes said affectionately, "Anyway, the emperor believes in the concubine, and the emperor believes in the concubine ......."

Emperor Yong'an laughed and said, "I believe in it! What Ye Guifei said, I believe it. Imperial grandmother," Emperor Yong'an said back to the Empress Dowager Xiaohe, "In the past, when my father was here, I used to go for a walk under the viewing platform because I was drunk. At that time, the moonlit night was like this, hazy, shrouded in the moonlit night, the viewing platform under the moonlit night, it really had the taste of a fairyland on earth......"

"It's done, it's done!" The Empress Dowager Xiaohe couldn't finish Emperor Yong'an's words, so she pointed at Emperor Yong'an with a smile, and then pointed at Lingxi, and said angrily, "Mourning Jiaxin, what you said is true." You're just going to spoil her......"

Lingxi's face flushed, and he lowered his head and stopped talking.

After Emperor Yong'an and the Empress Dowager Xiaohe diverted the topic elsewhere, Lingxi raised his head. The lotus leaf touched Lingxi's back, and Lingxi saw Concubine Ren coming from the side of the viewing platform and sitting back on the table. There was a hint of flushing on his face, and a broken jade hairpin on the left side of his bun was slightly loose.

Lingxi's heart moved, could it be that it was Concubine Ren who had a private meeting with someone in the chrysanthemum garden?

But as soon as this thought flashed, he saw Yun Cairen walking up from the other side of the viewing platform, and lowered his head to arrange his skirt as he walked.

Yuncairen is holding a high wishful bun today, although she did not give Lingxi a five-tailed phoenix hairpin like that day, but in the night, the bun on her head and the high-ranking concubines are difficult to distinguish.

Lingxi's eyes showed a hint of confusion, and for a while he couldn't figure out whether the person in the chrysanthemum garden was Concubine Ren or Yuncai.

The palace banquet was carried out until the end of the day, and Emperor Yong'an stayed in the Hehuan Palace.

August 15 is the night of the full moon, and according to the ancestral system, it has always been the day when the emperor and the queen of the middle palace sleep together.

Therefore, Concubine Rou's face couldn't help but show a little smugness, and when she left with Emperor Yong'an, there was a hint of strobe all over her body.

Back in the Luoxue Pavilion, Lotus Ye helped Ling Rhino's hair loosen and said, "Niangniang, the slave maid saw that Concubine Ren's skirt was stained with green juice, a big piece, which was particularly conspicuous, so Concubine Ren was the last to go down to the viewing platform." ”

Lingxi tapped the wooden dresser with the jade hairpin in his hand, and said with a little distraction in his eyes, "Is it really Concubine Ren?" But who is that man? ”

Qiaozhu came in with a basin of clean water from the outside, and saw Lingxi knocking on the table with a jade hairpin, and hurriedly replaced it with a silver hairpin. Qiaozhu took the jade hairpin in his hand and looked at it carefully, and saw that the hairpin carved into the shape of a jasmine flower had not been broken, so he exhaled a long breath, and then took a piece of red flannel cloth and wrapped it carefully and put it in the dresser.

Twisted the wet handkerchief, Qiao Zhu wiped Lingxi's hands, and said, "Niangniang, it's not too early, don't think about it anymore, let's go to bed early." ”

Lingxi stopped the movement in his hand, put the silver hairpin down and sighed, "Whether it's Concubine Ren or Yuncairen, these two people are not what I want." It's useless to think too much, sleep! ”

Lingxi Zhi was on the gentle concubine who was under Emperor Yong'an at this time, and the concubine Xian, who was nearly nine months pregnant. Except for these two people, others were like ants in Lingxi's eyes, and they couldn't arouse her interest in fighting at all.

On August 16 of the ninth year of Yong'an, Emperor Yong'an was fortunate to live in the Qingle Palace and listened to the rain pavilion of the beautiful people sleeping in the nectar hall.

Rumei is undoubtedly the first of the six to win, while Tingmei and Qincairen, who are commensurate with her sisters on weekdays, lost the favor of Emperor Yong'an because of a mistake on the viewing platform.

Tingmei and Qincai are not mindless people, and after thinking about it, they know that they are suffering a big loss like a beauty. Therefore, openly and secretly, they all hate Rumei so much that their teeth itch.

On August 17 of the ninth year of Yong'an, Emperor Yong'an was fortunate to live in the Moon Immortal Hall of Liuhua Palace.

Mo Jieyu became the second person among the six people to enjoy the rain and dew.

On August 20 of the ninth year of Yong'an, Emperor Yong'an recruited the Yuncai people who lived in the Youxiang Pavilion of the Cloud Palace......

When he first heard the news, Lingxi's curiosity, which had been fading for a few days, was suddenly aroused.

Dashun is very strict in selecting concubines, and the women will be examined at the time of the general election to prove that the girls are virgins. When the gate of the palace is reached, it will be inspected again to prove that the officials are not favoritism, and there is no one among the women. When it comes to the first bed, the grandmother will check it for the last time to ensure that the concubines who are sent to the dragon bed are finished.

If the person who had a private meeting with someone in the chrysanthemum garden that day was Yuncai, then this time the Ganlu Hall was lucky, and Yuncai would definitely be defeated.

In the early morning of August 21, Yun Cai came out of the sedan chair from the manna hall with high toes. From the arrogant look on her face, it can be seen that she slept quite smoothly and was deeply loved by Emperor Yong'an.

In the Ruyi Palace, Lingxi sat on the low kang and sighed for a long time, his small brows furrowed together.

Yu Guifei picked up the fan on her side and shook it lightly in front of Lingxi, and said with a smile, "You didn't have time to come to see me in January and January, so you finally came, and sighed like this, come to accompany me and really let you be wronged like this?" ”

The lily-scented air rushed towards him, interrupting Lingxi's musings.

Lingxi stretched out his hand and snatched the fan in the hand of the noble concubine, and joked, "It's not that I have been wronged, when I look at your beautiful Ruyi Palace, and then think about my Lingyan Palace, which I can't say how long it will take to build it, I feel panicked in my heart." ”

"It's done." Concubine Yu Guifei stretched out her hand and pinched Lingxi, and said with a smile, "It's obvious that you have chosen a cheap price, but you still have to sell it here." I've heard that since the founding of the country, except for this Ruyi Palace, which was built later, there has been no new palace. Although your Lingyan Hall is built on the old site, in the end, it can be regarded as the emperor building another one for you, what a great glory this is, but you are not satisfied. ”

"It's like a good thing." Lingxi leaned back on the dwarf kang and said with his fingers, "I don't know how much it will cost to rebuild a palace from now on." I heard that the hundred-year-old fir was transported to the capital by water from the border of Wei. Even the wood is so difficult, let alone the stone, and it is impossible to prepare these materials in a few months. Coupled with all kinds of labor, it is conservatively estimated that it will be difficult to complete it in less than two years. Two years, it feels like a long time when you think about it. ”

Speaking of Jiangnan, Lingxi's gaze fell on the fan in his hand. On the fan surface, there is a flat boat shuttling between the mansions, which has the smell of Jiangnan water.

Lingxi suddenly recalled the words that King Ning had said to her when he stood under the moon viewing platform on the night of August 15.

That day, Lingxi ate two more glasses of wine, and his mind was a little confused, and he was amused by King Ning, so he didn't think deeply about King Ning's words.

Now that I think about it, I feel that King Ning's words are really abrupt.

Not to mention that he, as a prince, does not lack the money to sell the manor, just saying that King Ning would buy real estate on the border of Wei is incredible.

King Ning is not a businessman, he is the prince of Dashun, what does a prince do when he buys a manor in the territory of Waifan, he is not afraid of being criticized by people with a heart after he knows it?

Yu Guifei saw Lingxi's eyes staring at the fan, and quipped, "What, do you want to build your Lingyan Hall on the water, save the water and go away?" This kind of Jiangnan-style building is really rare in the capital, and it is extremely troublesome to build a palace......"

Lingxi raised his head and asked a little confused, "When did my Lingyan Hall lose water?" ”

"Half a year." Yu Guifei grabbed the fan and patted Lingxi's shoulder, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, confused?" You obviously said that you would move back to the Lingyan Hall on the day of June 18, but you didn't think that you would leave the water on the night of June 18......"

Lingxi's face turned pale, and he couldn't listen to the rest of the concubine's words.

At this time, all that echoed in her ears was King Ning's words, 'I wanted to find a master of the manor in mid-June this year, but I didn't want the person who wanted to take over to regret it.' ’。

The fire that burned half of the sky in the Lingyan Hall was actually set by King Ning......