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"Second prince?"

After Cheng Qi heard the name of King Pingguang, he was really stunned, the last time he was hanged by Ji Beihou and executed on the guillotine, it was King Pingguang who suddenly appeared to set things right, and this time it was just a high fever in the post house, and this person actually came to welcome him into the palace in person, or came in the rain overnight.

When did she have such a face.

No, Cheng Qi has always been an interesting person, thinking that King Pingguang treats the Cheng family so well, it will definitely not be because of his own reasons, most likely because the Cheng family is the founding family, although the glory is not there now, but the credit of the past is still indispensable, and besides, I heard that this Yang Zhang is friendly with his great-grandfather.

It is rare that after their old Yang family became an imperial family, they could still produce such a person who values love and righteousness.

"Hurry up and invite the prince in."

Cheng Qi stood up as he spoke, and by the way, he pulled Cheng Yan, who was expressionless next to him, glanced at him, and said in his heart What is wrong with this person, when he heard King Pingguang coming, he had an expression of eating.

I forgot that it was someone who saved me in the first place, and then you personally invited it.

"Lord Wang, please."

The steward nodded, and hurriedly went out to welcome King Pingguang in, the person was still in his impression, wearing a dark winter robe, but it was not very thick, his face was calm and calm, and his hands were behind his back, although the dress was not as luxurious and cumbersome as the royal family, but there was an indelible luxury in his bones.

"Say hello to the prince."

Cheng Qi obediently bowed, and Cheng Yan next to him also gave up.

"Why is the prince here?"

Cheng Yan's question sounded a little impolite, and Cheng Qi immediately frowned and gave a warning, but the man not only turned a blind eye, but also continued to say unceremoniously: "Cheng Qi will enter the palace." ”

Cheng Yan's implication was obvious, he thought that King Pingguang was here to forcibly escort Cheng Qi into the palace, and when the latter heard this unconscionable words, he wanted to fly up and kick him to hemorrhoids, but King Pingguang was there, so she had to laugh twice and said: "There is Prince Lao coming in the rain, my body is fine, and I can leave immediately." ”

King Pingguang glanced at Cheng Yan, who had a solemn face, and seemed to be used to his appearance, after all, when this person came to find himself and Jiang Xiaowangye, he clearly said the words of request on his mouth, but he still pretended to be an uncle on his face.

Jiang Xiaowang said that this person is a difficult person.

I don't know what these two are going to mess around with when they are together in private.

"Young Master Zongyu doesn't have to be nervous." King Pingguang walked over, told the two of them not to be formal, sat down and continued, "This king came in the rain, just worried about Miss Qi's body, and didn't mean anything else. ”

Cheng Qi felt that this was even more strange, and secretly glanced at King Pingguang a few times, and then looked at Cheng Yan, that person didn't know what was wrong, as if he had great hostility towards King Pingguang, but in front of him was a former benefactor.

But then again, after inviting King Pingguang and Prince Jiang Xiao over to relieve the siege in the court, Cheng Yan thanked Prince Jiang Xiao, but did not say a few words to King Pingguang.

This person is strange to say, is it only for King Pingguang, or does he not like the Yang family of the imperial family?

But no matter what, King Pingguang has saved his life, Cheng Qi has always been repaid by the grace of a drop of water, not to mention that Mrs. Cheng is the most accurate in seeing people, and even she praises her, presumably it is just Cheng Yan's own awkwardness.

"Miss Qi doesn't have to be reluctant."

King Pingguang said lightly: "Nothing matters to the girl's body, last night there was a strange winter rain, I'm afraid it hurt the girl's spirit, you can cultivate and leave today, the emperor will understand." ”

After he finished speaking, he carefully looked at Cheng Qi's face a few times, and sighed strangely.

The person who came to report didn't say that Cheng Qi had a high fever overnight, not only his face was as white as paper, but even his body began to tremble because of the high fever.

And Cheng Qi saw King Pingguang's doubts, and his heart was slightly suspended, perhaps because he was not a person in this world, so the injuries on his body always improved quickly, so he said: "It is all the careful care of Cheng Yan and the steward, besides, last night was a little hot, and it would be good to retreat, I don't know if the prince can use the morning food, if it has been used, let's leave immediately, and the matter of the face saint can not be delayed." ”

After she finished speaking, she naturally pulled King Pingguang's attention back, and the man said: "Miss Qi, don't be reluctant, but you don't know that the haggard face saint is also disrespectful to the emperor." ”

"The emperor will like Cheng Qi's red face."

Cheng Yan said this coldly beside him, and then went downstairs without looking back.

Cheng Qi was stunned for a moment, and then a smoky fire surged in his heart, blaming this person for his recklessness, and on the other hand, he was very worried that this person would annoy King Pingguang, but who knew that the person didn't mind anything.

"This Cheng Zongyu's temperament is really lonely."

King Pingguang took a sip of tea.

Cheng Qi said with a smile: "He is a cleanliness weirdo, the prince forgives me." ”

Hearing her ridicule like this, King Pingguang chuckled, and then said with great relief: "It's okay, that day he came by himself and on a horse to ask for help, I knew that Brother Yunyang chose him as his descendant, and it was really not wrong." ”

Cheng Qi raised his head, some doubts flashed in his pupils, but he didn't speak.

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After the group set off, after a few days of hurrying, they finally arrived in Jingzhou, all the way through the four-city checkpoint, and the fifth city was the imperial capital, that is, the people of the Quanchang Dynasty were fascinated by Beijing.

Cheng Qi is the first time to come to Beijing, she used to think that Xiping as a commercial state, that Qianmo traffic, soft red fragrant soil is prosperous enough to eye-catching, but I didn't expect to come here, only to appreciate what is the real prosperity.

Chang'an Avenue is even narrow and evil, and the green cow and white horse are seven incense cars.

Although it is not as big as Xiping, the density of the crowd far exceeds that of Xiping, so the fireworks here are very strong, and the streets are filled with the kind of luxury in the bones of the people of Shangjing.

As far as the eye can see, the street is full of wealthy families, who have rubbed shoulders with the son, and the jade silk is hung on the waist at the very least, and what he says in his mouth is not nothing, but the hook fence where he is going to be happy today, which girl has a soft mouth and a sweet voice on the bed.

Cheng Qi lifted the curtain and blinked lightly when he heard the words.

Sure enough, there are more rich families with ointment, and these people are walking side by side, I don't know whose gnaws the old people.

There was someone who walked over idly, accidentally glimpsed Cheng Qi, attracted by her unforgettable appearance, and stood in place for a few seconds, the salivation in his eyes almost drifted to Cheng Qi's face.

The man in the carriage frowned slightly, but did not lower the curtain, which made the man even more curious, and the companions in the parallel stopped in confusion, followed his gaze, and were stunned.

Ouch, who's a good girl?

Most of the girls in the capital are rich, which is also because of the ease of life in the capital, but this is the pseudo-Tang Dynasty close to the real Tang Dynasty, so there is also a saying that plumpness is beautiful, and petite and thin like Cheng Qi is still relatively rare, but this kind of pure bones can be regarded as an eclectic and different style in this plump trend.

Especially Cheng Qi looks very good, the girls in the capital have a lot of patterns, and most of them are gaudy and vulgar, but Xiping is popular for natural carving, not to mention that Cheng Qi naturally doesn't like those rouge gouaches, and his soft and clean face quickly attracted the attention of those gentlemen.

And just when they were about to move, Cheng Qi at the Xuan window was pushed down by a hand, and a personal face appeared there at random, it was Cheng Yan who hid anger between his eyebrows and looked gloomy.

That look, as if to say, who moved my sauce beef!

He was born in a martial arts and had seen blood, so when he saw the past, where could those people compare, he turned his head back one after another, sweating profusely.

Seeing this, Cheng Yan gave up, put down the curtain of Naxuan, and sat back with his arms crossed.

Cheng Qi raised his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders, feeling very innocent.

And the men on the street, you look at me, I look at you, and one of them said, "Hey, whose girl is that, we have never seen each other in such a journey." ”

"Looking at the dress, it shouldn't be from Jingzhou."

"Is it Jingzhou people, what can you do, look at the carriage, you know that we can't afford it, besides, that girl should be a famous flower, but that person scared me."

"Strange to say, that young man is even more handsome than the girl."

"Hahaha-"

"I said, don't break your sleeves again."

"Fuck you."

The group laughed wildly in the street, and then set off for a day of idleness.

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The carriage swayed up the official road to the imperial city, Cheng Qi got off the carriage at the north gate of the city, and looked at the towering city wall in front of him, as far as the eye could see, as if he would never be able to walk the border.

"It's Miss Qi."

As soon as Cheng Qi got out of the car, an old eunuch with a familiar face came over under the city gate, she thought about it carefully, isn't this the chief manager of the palace who personally sent the emperor to her last time.

"Mr. Zhao is in charge." Cheng Qi bowed his head slightly.

"Girl, don't." Manager Zhao's attitude was much more attentive than last time, "The old slave can't stand it, I heard that the girl had a high fever in Xiping, and now it's all right?" It's been a bumpy night, but it's hard. ”

Cheng Qi said with a smile: "With Mr. Lao worried, everything is fine with me." ”

Manager Zhao nodded hurriedly and said, "However, the girl is a blessed person, and she can naturally sleep well if she has a minor illness." "Slightly sideways," the old slave led the girl in. ”

Looking up, Manager Zhao found King Pingguang who was accompanying him, and he was busy saluting.

"The prince is here." He said.

King Pingguang nodded, looked around casually and said, "You can lead Miss Qi to see the emperor, this king will take Cheng Zongyu to walk around, and he will go to the queen mother to ask for peace when the time comes." ”

Manager Zhao responded, reached out and said, "Miss Qi, please." ”

Cheng Qi herself is coming for the first time, but she has to pretend to be the second time, she glanced back at Cheng Yan, who couldn't enter the inner palace, and the man said coldly: "Go quickly, I'll wait for you." ”

These five words were said indifferently, but Cheng Qi was inexplicably relieved when he heard them, nodded his head, and then stepped out and followed Mr. Zhao in.

King Pingguang looked at the forbidden army guarding under the city gate, ignored it, and walked to the left after taking Cheng Yan into the city gate, he put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "Miss Qi, this time in and out, I'm afraid it will take a little half a day, you are the first time to come here, this nine-fold imperial city..."

"This Ninefold Imperial City."

Cheng Yan fearlessly interrupted him coldly: "A person of my identity may only be able to come once in this life." But there was not the slightest envy or surprise in his eyes, "Not perhaps, but for sure." ”

King Pingguang smiled and walked in front of him: "That's why this king wants to take you to take a good look at the scenery here." Suddenly, he was profound, "Let me see, in fact, this golden house is nothing unusual." ”

Cheng Yan frowned when he heard this, looked up at the back of King Pingguang, and did not speak.

Because Cheng Yan couldn't enter the inner palace, King Pingguang took him to the lotus pond in the imperial garden, a few days ago a strange rain in early winter melted a lot of ice, so it looked like snow and rain blended, very weird.

The two stood on the stone bridge above the pond, neither of them saying a word.

Cheng Yan himself doesn't like to talk, let alone facing King Pingguang, who doesn't have the right appetite, which makes the atmosphere a little embarrassing for a while.

He is facing away from King Pingguang, such a posture, fortunately it is burned here, if it is seen by others, it will be considered disrespectful, I am afraid that even Cheng Qi and Cheng Dai will be affected.

"You seem to hate this king."

King Pingguang turned his head and asked calmly.

Cheng Yan didn't move: "Don't dare." ”

"When you went to find Jiang Xiaowang to save Cheng Qi." King Pingguang said, "This king said that he wanted to help you, and you looked unwilling to accept alms, but did this king offend you in any way?" ”

"Nope."

Cheng Yan finally turned around and said coldly: "I just think that the prince doesn't have to make up for others like this." ”

King Pingguang was stunned when he heard this, and immediately lost his laughter.

"How did I make it up for someone?"

He didn't call himself the king, but he inadvertently narrowed the distance with Cheng Yan, the man looked over, and the coldness in his voice finally reduced a little: "I'm sorry for the Cheng family, it's not you, the prince, there is someone else, and that person will never admit his mistake, and he doesn't want to create an opportunity to bring up the old things again, so the prince is kind to the Cheng family like this, in fact, it will bring great danger to both parties." ”

"You kid."

King Pingguang watched Cheng Yan's gaze gradually become serious, was silent for a few seconds, and said, "It seems that Brother Yunyang told you a lot of things in the past before leaving, have you told others?" ”

Cheng Yan shook his head lightly.

King Pingguang lowered his eyes: "You did the right thing." ”

Cheng Yan squinted at him.

The two were silent for a long time, until an inner eunuch came to break the deadlock, and the little inner eunuch said that the queen mother and other Pingguang kings were already a little impatient, and asked the person to go immediately.

"The king knows."

King Pingguang glanced back at Cheng Yan and instructed the inner supervisor: "This is the young master Zongyu of the Cheng family, who was born with Miss Qi, you can lead him to the side hall of the Ruyi Pavilion to rest." ”

The little inner eunuch was just about to respond, but he heard Cheng Yan say: "No need, I remember the way I came, I just went back to the carriage in the city gate by myself and waited for Cheng Qi, what Ruyi Pavilion, I'm not interested." ”

The little inner supervisor was shocked.

This person is so bold, this is His Royal Highness King Pingguang, and he dares to be so rude.

"That's fine."

King Pingguang was good-tempered and said, "Then Young Master Zongyu, please take care of yourself." He took out his waist card from his bosom and handed it to him, "This is the king's, if anyone is in trouble, just show your identity." ”

Cheng Yan accepted it unceremoniously.

"That's right."

King Pingguang thought for a while, and then said calmly: "I know that the old feud is difficult to solve, but you didn't tell others, you must know that it's useless to say it, but then again, the word grace is difficult to eliminate, some of the Yang family may forget, but there are also people who will always remember the things of seventeen years ago and always keep them in their hearts." ”

Hearing the deep meaning of his words, Cheng Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a few seconds, the chill on his face subsided a little, and he bowed respectfully and left.

"Thank you, Lord Wang."

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After Cheng Qi followed Chief Yang into the city gate, he did not go to the emperor's imperial study or bathhouse, but went to the harem and went to a luxurious and dazzling palace.

The plaque in the palace courtyard was hung extremely high, and the sunlight was too dazzling, Cheng Qi raised his neck and looked at it several times but didn't see it clearly, and was curious for a while: "Where is this?" ”

When Mr. Yang, who was walking in front, heard this, he turned around and made a boo gesture, signaling her not to speak.

Cheng Qi obediently shut up.

It seems that the identity of the owner here is very unusual, could it be a princess or a prince, or one of the emperor's daily residences?

In front of the courtyard gate, Mr. Yang called the palace maid inside to go to Tongyu, and the woman came out soon after entering, saying that the emperor invited Miss Qi in, Cheng Qi listened in the back, and said in his heart that this is really where the emperor lives.

Didn't the emperors on TV all live in the Jinluan Palace, why did he cross over here, but the emperor seemed to have a big heart for a big women's clothing boss, and this decoration was too unrespectful.

It seems like... The Queen's residence.

Wait a minute, this won't be the former residence of the former queen.

The more Cheng Qi thought about it, the bigger her brain became, and then she entered the main hall with Manager Zhao, turned to the left, and there was a person sitting in front of the extremely precious and heavy bookcase, she knew that she couldn't raise her head privately, so she quickly lowered it.

"Your Majesty, Miss Qi is here." Mr. Zhao bowed and said.

Cheng Qi somehow, his heart suddenly missed a beat, the one sitting behind this bookcase is really the emperor.

Grandma's.

She is a modern person, and now she has met the real emperor.

But even if she was driven by curiosity, Cheng Qi didn't dare to look up, she only knelt down and saluted according to the rules, she still remembered the number of salutes in her mind, but she didn't remember what the emperor looked like.

There is the emperor's young Danqing in the Vermilion Bird Building, which is called a chic and handsome, extraordinary bearing, although now people are middle-aged and elderly, but the temperament should still be there.

Cheng Qi was bored and reasoned in his heart, first of all, he was good-looking when he was young, so he couldn't be worse in middle age, and he could refer to the Oscar senior escort Xiao Lizi for details.

Moreover, they are all brothers of the same mother, and King Pingguang is not bad.

"Don't be inhibited."

The emperor's voice sounds quite deep and magnetic, presumably the dragon chair has been in the chair for seventeen years, as an emperor, no matter how pampered he is, he still has the grandeur of the Son of Heaven.

It's better to be like Mr. Chen Daoming.

"Look up."

The Emperor spoke again.

Cheng Qi took a deep breath and slowly raised her head, when she saw the emperor's appearance clearly, the dark brown pupils instantly shrank into a needle nose, and she was stunned for a while, causing her breath to freeze.

What has happened in the past 17 years?

In his mind, he recalled his handsome and dashing portrait of a young man.

years, it seems that while turning off the beauty effect, the front camera was turned on for him.

What a middle-aged greasy and fat old emperor.

Cheng Qi glanced at it like this, and felt as if he had eaten ten plates of elbows in a row.

"What? It's the second time I've seen me, and I'm still so cautious. ”

The emperor felt that he was quite refreshed, straightened his sleeves, got up and said with a smile: "I heard that in the past year since you were selected, you have had a wonderful life, not to mention Xiping, even if you go to Beijing, there is news about you everywhere." ”

I don't know if the emperor is praising or belittling this, Cheng Qi cautiously did not answer.

"It's just that the last time you came, I didn't know that you had such a good literary talent." The emperor smiled, "It just so happens that you came here today, why don't you go to Beijing and make another poem, and if you do a good job, I will tell you to get up." ”

Cheng Qi was speechless.

This is still a who loves to listen to poetry, she finished slandering, and quickly searched in her mind, and said in her heart that the poems about Shangjing are about the scenery, that is, the description of the grand scene, the grand scene.

In this 5,000 years of China, only the Tang Dynasty is at its peak, and most of those who describe the prosperity are the Tang Dynasty, but here it is a pseudo-Tang Dynasty and cannot be used, which stumps her.

"How?"

The emperor raised his eyebrows and saw her embarrassed: "But the ink in the belly has dried up?" ”

Cheng Qi sneered: "The emperor is making fun of it." "Swallowing slightly," the face saint was majestic, nervous. ”

"Don't be nervous."

The Emperor sat down again, leaning over with an expression that had to wait for a poem.

Cheng Qi clenched his fist in his sleeve.

Ding——

Cheng Qi was in a hurry, and suddenly remembered Sister Lin's song "Apricot Curtain in Sight" in "Dream of Red Mansions".

"The apricot curtain invites guests to drink, there is a mountain villa in sight, Lingjing goose water, mulberry elm swallow beam, a wisp of spring leek green, ten miles of rice flowers, no hunger in the prosperous world, why do you need to be busy with farming and weaving."

When she thought about it, she said it all.

Hearing this, the emperor chewed it over and over in his mouth, and said with a smile: "I asked you to say Shangjing, but you said Shanzhuang Daohua, isn't this what you answered?" ”

Cheng Qi reflected quickly, and immediately said: "If you go back to the emperor, if the peasant people are so happy, then the capital is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and it will definitely be more prosperous." ”

When the emperor heard this explanation, he seemed quite satisfied, and smiled silently.

"Get up."

He said.

Cheng Qi thanked him, and then slowly stood up.

Suddenly a hand was placed on the shoulder.

As a police officer, Cheng Qi reacted extremely quickly, and turned his head to look over.

It was an extremely delicate hand, the dancôme juice on the nails was dazzlingly red, and the five fingers tapped lightly several times, making her look up uneasily, but when she saw the person who came, her whole body was tense violently.

The woman's hair was in a high bun, the hairpin was cumbersome, and the most perfect body was wrapped with the most expensive material, and her noble and beautiful face was full of smiles, but the deepest and deepest part of the Danfeng eyes was tumbling with an undrinkable killing intent, and her red lips were gently raised, and she smiled.

"Miss Qi is really good at writing, and I can see it in this palace today, so I can admire it."

Cheng Qi rushed through a fierce spirit.

That's when I reacted.

This is not the residence of the prince and princess, nor is it the emperor's daily lounge, this is Ziwei Palace.

The most noble woman in the whole of Dachang lives.

"Greetings to the concubine."

Cheng Qi said.

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