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Chapter 118 The Wind is surging

Jian Feizhen silently followed Lu Zhenxian into her courtyard and sat down in the hall.

Lu Zhenxian called the maid for tea.

Jian Feizhen took the tea, put it on the table on the side, and said to Lu Zhenxian Cousin, I want to ask you, has your sister-in-law married you? "The question is very straightforward. Lu Zhenxian's face was slightly red, but she still shook her head and said softly. My eldest cousin has too many things to do, and I used to have to guard my aunt's filial piety. ”

Jian Feizhen was slightly relieved, lowered his head and played with the teacup on the table, and after a long while, he whispered Cousin, are you willing to wait for me for two years? ”

Lu Zhenxian lowered her head and was silent for a long time before she said I listened to my eldest cousin and eldest cousin. Jian Feizhen neither agreed nor refused.

Jian Feizhen had mixed feelings in his heart, it was not a taste, and he couldn't help but say that I am ......"

Lu Zhenxian raised her head and interrupted his unspoken words, Second cousin Zhengsedao, if you look up to me, what you should do is good for me. Now, saying these words has damaged my reputation. For my aunt's sake, I don't care about you. But don't let you get into trouble with me. ”

Listening to Lu Zhenxian's words, Jian Fei's heart sank, and he quickly stood up and slammed Lu Zhenxian on the ground, saying that I was presumptuous. Don't worry, cousin, I won't do it again. With that, he said goodbye and strode out of Lu Zhenxian's courtyard.

Lu Zhenxian looked at the black courtyard outside the house and sighed faintly. She doesn't have much hope and expectation for the days to come. - My aunt's identity and character ended up like that. Lu Zhenxian has a deep fear of the family she will marry in the future......

In the upper room of the inner courtyard of the Zhenguo Mansion, Jian Feiyang sat cross-legged on the long couch under the south window of the inner room, facing a cup of Pu'er tea on the four-legged low square table in front of him, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, gently sniffing the rising tea fragrance, slightly closing his eyes, very relaxed.

He Ningxin washed out of the clean room, changed into a moon-white middle coat, put on a homely bun on her head, sat opposite Jian Feiyang, held a pair of soles in her hand, and asked softly Who made your previous shoes? ”

Jian Feiyang still closed his eyes, picked up the teacup, leaned under his nose again, and sniffed deeply, so that he inadvertently didn't know. - The steward bought it from the shop outside. ”

He Ningxin was stunned for a moment, and continued to ask, What about when you were in the army before you were reinstated? - Where did your shoes come from? ”

Jian Feiyang opened his eyes, it was a little funny that the camp issued shoes, so there was no need to buy them. - You're here today, grab your shoes and ask. Seeing the sole of the shoe in He Ningxin's hand, she happily asked, "You made me shoes?" Take it and gesture it to your feet.

He Ningxin smiled and pointed to the soles of her shoes, and asked, Look at this kind of sole, do you have any impressions? "It was He Ningxin who asked the needlework to accept a mille-feuille sole, which was the same as what Zheng Jiao sent, but the materials were more elaborate and the workmanship was more meticulous.

can look at Jian Feiyang's appearance, it is completely a cow chewing peonies, and he doesn't feel the "thousands of turns" contained in the soles of this mille-feuille soles.

He Ningxin also felt funny: Yes? actually ate irrelevant flying vinegar.

Jian Feiyang looked at the sole of the shoe over and over for a long time, and said to He Ningxin with a smile This sole is too thick, don't accept it, the hand is broken. Just make it thinner, and you can wear it. - Anyway, if you go to the battlefield, you will wear cowhide boots. Wear it at home, just get by. ”

He Ningxin quipped with a smile? let others, I thought I was not virtuous, and I 'cut corners' to make shoes for my husband. ”

Jian Feiyang didn't know at all about the twelve pairs of blue satin soap shoes sent by Zheng Jiao, but He Ningxin was today, so he couldn't help but throw the soles aside, saying that they were just a pair of shoes, who was so idle, staring at other people's feet every day? - I see that you have been too idle lately, if you don't find something to do, you will have to be a demon moth again......" The party said, and the group came to He Ningxin's side, and had already picked her up in the air and put her on the bed.

He Ningxin hurriedly crawled into the bed, staying away from Jian Feiyang, and said that he was still in the filial piety period, don't mess around......"

Jian Feiyang made a serious look, and said in surprise I asked you to rest earlier, where did you think? ”

He Ningxin was embarrassed for a while, thinking that she would understand, so she was so ashamed that she pulled up the quilt and covered her from head to toe.

Jian Feiyang smiled and said to He Ningxin in a while and then settle accounts with you. With that, he turned around and went to the clean room to wash.

After coming out of the clean room, Jian Feiyang settled the account with He Ningxin, not to blame, but to be suspicious for the time being.

……

The next day was the first day of the new year, He Ningxin and Jian Feiyang got up early in the morning, changed into court clothes, took the bus of the Zhenguo Mansion, and went to the palace to congratulate.

Jian Feiyang is a foreign minister, so he naturally went to see Emperor Hongxuan.

He Ningxin was an outsider, so she was directly led by the inner attendant and went to the queen's Fengxiang Palace.

When they arrived at Fengxiang Palace, many foreign women were already waiting there, waiting for the queen to ascend to the throne, and they knelt down and kowtowed together to congratulate the New Year.

Without waiting for a while, the queen wore a crown of dragon and phoenix pearls, a golden huáng'sè silk phoenix in the flying court dress, covered with a purple dragon pattern trimmed with a xia veil, and sat on the high throne in the main hall, showing her majesty.

Pei Shufen knelt in the middle of the first row of the foreign women, and He Ningxin knelt on the leftmost side of the first row of the foreign women, and the two of them only gestured with their eyes before, but not.

The people in the main hall knelt down three times and bowed nine times, according to the etiquette. Pei Shufen knelt down, but also had a little envy for the position of the queen. If it weren't for the long-cherished entanglement with Hou Ye, Pei Shufen really couldn't refuse the imperial power......

The queen smiled and watched everyone finish their salutes, raising her right hand flat, and said flat. ”

The people below kowtowed again, and then they got up and stood on both sides of the main hall.

The queen also got up, got down from the throne, held the hand of the palace maid, held her head high, and walked while saying that the spring banquet was in the side hall, and the palace took the first step. ”

After the women kowtowed, they had to receive a banquet at the queen's place before they could go to the palace of the imperial concubine to congratulate.

Emperor Hongxuan practiced frugality, and the annual spring banquet was just a symbol of xìng, a small plate in front of each person.

Everyone soon finished the banquet at the queen's place, and was led by the inner attendant, and went to the Fengxu Palace of the imperial concubine.

As in the Queen's Palace, everyone knelt three times and bowed nine times, but after the salute, there was no spring banquet to receive.

After giving the queen and the imperial concubine, everyone had to wait for Emperor Hongxuan's side to give a banquet, which was the main event. The courtiers will receive the grace of the emperor and queen together with the wife, looking forward to a good year and a bumper harvest.

In this period of waiting for the Holy Lord's feast, some foreign women have entered the palace as concubines, and they can take this opportunity to see the nobles of the family.

He Ningxin confessed from the palace of the imperial concubine and wanted to go to see the Lan nobles. Who knew that she was stopped by the imperial concubine's palace maid Hongdan, and smiled at her and said to the prince of Zhenguo, our imperial concubine is invited. ”

He Ningxin had a headache, but she couldn't help but go. I had no choice but to follow Hongdan under Pei Shufen's vigilant gaze and go to the apse to see the imperial concubine.

After the imperial concubine received the worship in the main hall, she got off the throne and went back to the apse.

The foreign women were in the main hall of the imperial concubine, and they were also waiting to disperse.

Seeing that the palace maid of the imperial concubine invited the prince of Zhenguo to meet alone, there were envious eyes and resentful eyes, like a shadow, stabbed on He Ningxin's back.

Following Hongdan to the apse of Fengxu Palace, He Ningxin saw that the imperial concubine was still wearing court clothes and a beaded crown, standing in the hall, as if waiting for her.

He Ningxin stepped forward and gave a big salute, and asked with a smile Niangniang summoned the courtiers, I don't know what to order? ”

The imperial concubine nodded and said with a smile, and the prince of Zhenguo did not have to be formal. Bengong, you are going to see the Lan nobles in a while, I hope you can help Bengong with a word, just say, tonight's palace banquet, I'm afraid it will be more tiring. She is now pregnant, and in the first trimester, she is still well maintained. ”

He Ningxin's heart moved, she glanced up at the imperial concubine, and saw that the imperial concubine was smiling meaningfully, what else did she not understand? - It's just, what is the purpose of not being the imperial concubine?

"Thank you for the reminder. The courtiers will tell the nobles of Lan. However, the matter of the palace banquet is a family banquet of the saint, and the Lan nobles should still talk to the saint first. Even if something happens in the future, let the saint have a bottom there. He Ningxin replied with a hidden needle, wanting the imperial concubine, no matter what reason she made this suggestion, the saint would be there to be safe. If it is good-hearted, it is enough, if it is not good-hearted, then it is worth weighing and risking the possibility of losing the Sacred Heart.

The imperial concubine was a little surprised, glanced at He Ningxin, and nodded yes. So saying, he raised his hand and sent her out.

He Ningxin felt more and more weird, and with some trepidation, she walked out of the apse of Fengxu Palace, followed a housekeeper aunt, and went to Guanju Palace, where Lan Guiren lived.

The main concubine of Guan Ju Palace is Zhao Jieyu, who has just given birth, but although she was born at full term, she is not in good health, and she is sick at both ends in three days, which is weaker than the four princes born earlier than the imperial concubine.

When the news of Lan Guiren's pregnancy came out, it was when Zhao Jieyu gave birth to the fifth prince, and she once stole Zhao Jieyu's limelight, making Zhao Jieyu very unsafe and suffering her for a few days. However, when Zhao Jieyu's fifth prince has not been getting better, Zhao Jieyu has no time to look for trouble with the Lan nobles, and all her thoughts are on the children, and the people in the palace are the most noble now, Lan Guiren, so Lan Guiren's life is better.

When He Ningxin once again stepped into the west palace room where Lan Guiren lived in Guanju Palace, it was as warm as spring, and the furnishings and arrangements were all brand new, and it was very fond of a concubine.

The second more is delivered. Three watches at eight o'clock in the evening. That, everyone's pink ticket is a little more leisurely, and you can wait until the 28th to vote. But if you really want to vote, just vote. Hey, hey, hey~~~~0(n_n)o

Chapter 118 The Wind is surging

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