?“ Rise! Li Jianzhi on the side said sharply.

The chariot was slowly lifted, and the curtain was lowered, covering the Emperor Joan of Arc inside.

"Instead of trying to wander around the palace and pretend to be me, it's better to read a few books! Do you think the winter exam is so easy? Emperor Joan of Arc lowered the curtain and said tauntingly: "Still cold? In the past, the wall dared to climb, and it would still get a cold? Hmph, the evil door is crooked! ”

"Yes." Wen Qingwu replied like a stream, bent his legs and waited for Emperor Zhende to pass by, then got up and leaned against the palace wall panting.

Emperor Joan of Arc sat in the chariot and suddenly thought of something: "What can she give me?" "What else could he get from her?

The answer, of course, is nothing!

This little hoof wrapped him in again.

"Li Jianzhi."

"Yes." Li Jianzhi answered beside Bu Yuan.

"Go and say hello to the female officer of the sixth bureau, don't let her pass the exam on the winter solstice." The voice of Emperor Joan of Arc came from inside the chariot.

Who she is, it goes without saying.

"Yes." Li Jianzhi responded respectfully, but sighed in his heart. Alas, poor Wen Cairen has to work hard to borrow books even if he suffers from the cold.

When Wen Qingwu went to borrow books, outside the Yaoguang Palace, Zheng Zhaorong walked behind Yang Zhaoyi, passing by a pavilion, and I didn't know if it was a flower girl or a little maid in the flowers.

"Hey, have you heard? A peerless beauty appeared in the palace. ”

"Of course, the whole palace has heard about it."

"I heard that he is extremely beautiful, but the emperor turned it over and didn't find it."

"It's also strange to say, Luoyang Palace says that it's not big or small, how can it not be."

"Yes! Look for it like that! Didn't find it, tsk"

"Where did the emperor meet? Are there still people in the palace who the emperor can't find? Didn't you see it in a dream? ”

"Then I don't know."

"You said the emperor"

The big girl beside Yang Zhaoyi saw that the more she talked, the more she didn't speak, and she was about to step forward to reprimand, but Yang Zhaoyi raised her hand to stop her. Isn't gossip good? She likes to listen to these gossip and have fun.

Seeing that Yang Zhaoyi didn't care, Zheng Zhaorong didn't bother with it. Leave after Yang Zhaoyi.

"Sister, who do you say is that person sacred?" Zheng Zhaorong said curiously: "I can't find it like the emperor, so I can't be from the palace at all, right?" ”

"You think the emperor is stupid, it's not that the people in the palace are still tossing in the palace like this." Yang Zhaoyi said casually.

"Sister knows why?" Zheng Zhaorong asked.

Yang Zhaoyi stretched out her hand, pinched a flower on the side of the road, and replied casually: "It's the nineteenth princess, who suddenly fell ill in the imperial garden yesterday and was rescued by a passing little maid." ”

"So what the emperor is looking for is not a peerless beauty? But a little maid who can heal? Zheng Zhaorong's eyes lit up: "No wonder I would ask if there is anyone who knows medical skills." ”

"But how did my sister know?" Zheng Zhaorong asked again.

"Nineteen said to the third child. When the third child heard the outrageous rumors in the palace, he said hello to me. Let me find a woman who matches, and I must help his father find out. Yang Zhaoyi said, crushed the flowers on his fingertips and threw them aside, and wiped his fingertips with a handkerchief: "Said that if he could find this woman, his father would definitely be overjoyed."

You know how much the emperor loves and cares for the nineteenth. ”

Zheng Zhaorong nodded in agreement: "So, no one in the palace knows who that woman is?" Since she is not the woman the emperor likes, the more Zheng Zhaorong talks, the more curious she becomes.

"Yesterday was a cloudy day, and it looked like it was going to rain, so someone went to the Imperial Garden. Except for the nineteenth child, who can't see the sun or the rain. Saying that, Yang Zhaoyi yawned: "I'm going back to rest." Do you still want to shop? Yang Zhaoyi turned her head to look at Zheng Zhaorong.

"I'm not short yet, I'll walk a little longer. My sister should go back. Zheng Zhaorong said.

Yang Zhaoyi turned around and walked towards Yaoguang Hall Li.

Zheng Zhaorong saluted Yang Zhaoyi, and when Yang Zhaoyi walked into the hall, he got up, turned around and continued to walk into the flowers. Stretched out his hand and pinched a flower, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, then crushed it and threw it on the ground.

"Let's go to the Imperial Garden." Zheng Zhaorong said that, and walked to the imperial garden with the palace maid Xijing.

Along the way, it was very quiet. The wind blows through the branches, bringing the last hint of cinnamon fragrance of the season.

Zheng Zhaorong closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then suddenly heard the voice behind him call: "Zhaorong? ”

Zheng Zhaorong turned his head and looked at the palace maid behind him: "What's wrong?" ”

"Zhaoyi's words, but because a woman saved the nineteenth princess in the imperial garden yesterday, the emperor is looking for people everywhere?" Xi Jing asked cautiously, for fear that she had said the wrong thing.

Zheng Zhaorong didn't feel embarrassed, and nodded: "That's probably the case." How do you ask about this? As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Xi Jing behind her and asked.

"Yesterday, when the slave went to Si Zhen to get the Zhaorong jade hairpin, she happened to pass by the Imperial Garden." Xi Jing whispered.

Zheng Zhaorong stopped, turned his head to look at Xi Jing, and was surprised: "Didn't you see something?" ”

Xijing nodded: "The slave saw a person. ”

"Who?" Zheng Zhaorong stared at Xi Jing and asked.

I only heard Xi Jing whisper: "Nanxun Palace, Wen Cairen." ”