Xuan Fei returned to Xuandu Temple, drank a large sip of tea before he recovered, and stood in front of the window looking at the deep night.

He could tell at a glance who the figure belonged to.

It was also a coincidence that Ming Wei told him before that he would find a way to let the emperor tell her fortune, and the emperor himself came to find him, and it didn't take any effort.

This luck is like heaven helping.

Xuan Fei himself has to doubt it, could it be that person is really the Emperor of Heaven? Although he was pushed out of place, he took advantage of the situation to rise as soon as he had the opportunity.

Since he was a teenager, he often followed his master into the palace and had an understanding of the emperor's temperament.

The emperor's attitude towards fate was extremely ambivalent. On the one hand, they are skeptical, and on the other hand, they always want to ask about things.

I didn't understand it in the early years, but now Xuan Fei understands the source of the contradiction.

Because he knew that his throne was a fluke, he always felt that he was not the Emperor of the Mandate of Heaven, so he was suspicious.

But on the other hand, I think I can be the emperor, maybe this is the destiny of heaven? Therefore, I always hope to be affirmed from the number of fate.

Xuan Fei remembered one thing.

When he was still a Taoist boy, the emperor once missed a private visit at night and sat down with his master, the Xuxing National Master, to discuss the Tao.

The emperor asked the Xuxing National Teacher a question: "Can the National Teacher see the phoenix's life?" ”

The master replied, "The phoenix's destiny is not predestined, but it is difficult to look at it again. ”

Later, when the emperor left, the master sighed and said to him, "Although the theory of fate has a trajectory, it cannot be trusted. In the future, if the emperor you serve asks about such a thing, you must try to downplay the influence of fate, and don't let him think that fate determines everything. ”

Xuan Fei later understood.

If the emperor is too trusted, he will lose his enterprising spirit.

And he also realized that this person today is a man who believes in fate.

"Premature death." Xuan Fei threw out a few copper coins in his hand, and they fell to the ground, forming a hexagram. He tugged at the corners of his mouth, "People are no longer the original people, how can life be the original life?" ”

……

When the Marquis of Boling learned that the emperor was going to choose a concubine for King Yue, and he was going to let Prince Sihuai choose it himself, the family was stunned.

"How do you choose this?" Lu asked, "Prince Sihuai has already ...... Can this speak? ”

Others wondered too.

Yang Xuan, the prince of the world, said: "Do you want to lose the dice? ”

Marquis Bo Linghou glared at him: "What words! The meaning of the saint is that in front of the spirit of Prince Sihuai, whoever wins the phoenix lottery will be chosen. ”

"Isn't that the same as throwing dice!" The second son, Yang Jun, muttered.

Everyone thinks so, but the phoenix lottery sounds better.

Lu Shi was full of interest: "Which ladies are there to run?" ”

Marquis Boling said: "The saint said that as long as you are innocent, you can choose." ”

Everyone looked at each other, anyway, they chose the princess, and the conditions were so wide?

Marquis Boling sighed: "It's not that His Royal Highness King Yue is too stubborn, so he has to be that one." The saint felt that her status was too low, and she couldn't resist it, so he thought of such a way. said that if she won the phoenix lot, it would be fate, and she didn't care about her identity, she could do whatever she wanted. If you can't draw it, you can get it. ”

Everyone understood, I see.

But......

"What if someone else wins?"

"That's the number of lives."

While gossiping, everyone was thinking in their hearts.

Mrs. Bolinghou thought that she still had a few nieces and nephews who had not yet come out of the cabinet, so she might be able to give it a try.

The Lu family was even more calculating which girls among the relatives were of the same age.

I wanted to tell my cousin to the third child, but I didn't know that he would be demoted out of Beijing. It's been three years, and my cousin has already married, but two sisters have grown up.

At the beginning, he was the third son of the Marquis of Boling, that is, he was good-looking. It's good now, no matter where he comes from, he becomes a princess!

The more Lu thought about it, the more satisfied he became, and he couldn't wait to go back to his parents' house quickly.

This kind of conversation is not limited to their family.

Those high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and even middle-class people, all moved their minds.

Under normal circumstances, they were indeed not very happy to associate with Yang Shu. But this is a super princess, no matter how noble the family is, there are girls who can't go up or down. It's a pity to marry low, and it's difficult to marry high, wouldn't it be good if there was one more princess? Although King Yue's identity is embarrassing, he can be replaced by King Xin and King An, and he doesn't even have a chance.

Well, that's it!

So, only a few days after the emperor's words were released, a wave of wind was set off in the capital.

If it weren't for the fact that Xuanduguan usually didn't open the door, those daughters would have gone to occupy a position and practiced first.

It was the Ji family, when she heard about this, Mrs. Ji was angry on the spot: "What? There are so many lots, and it is good luck to be able to draw, right? Isn't this clearly not going to let our little seven choose? ”

"Mother!" Ji Ling had to remind, "This is the holy will." ”

Mrs. Ji whispered, but she was still dissatisfied: "In front of so many people, if Xiao Qi didn't win the phoenix lot, wouldn't he be pointed at?" ”

"I've been pointed at for a long time." Dong came in and said, "Mother, you don't have to worry too much, when the time comes, not only cousin, I heard that most of the ladies in the capital are moved when they hear the wind, and there are many people!" ”

"They weren't named by His Highness, even if they didn't win, they wouldn't be ashamed."

Dong said with a smile: "I see that my cousin is in the chest, and I may not be ashamed." ”

Ji Ling nodded yes: "My cousin didn't say it, it's not difficult, let's wait." ”

The couple was full of concern for Ming, but Mrs. Ji was so worried that she couldn't eat for several days.

When Fu Jin heard the news, he laughed: "How persistent is this Feng Sign?" He turned his head and asked Xuan Fei, "Is this to let Miss Ming draw or not?" ”

Xuan Fei said lightly: "He didn't say anything." ”

Fu Jin understood: "I'm afraid he still doesn't want Miss Ming to be the concubine, and the words of the national teacher just made him relax his vigilance." If Miss Ming can't draw the phoenix lottery, it will be the best result for him - not only to let others see that he has fulfilled His Highness, but also to insert a person next to His Highness. But, Miss Ming, can you draw it? ”

Mingwei only smiled.

She didn't have to answer that question.

As long as she takes care of the beginning and the end, she can draw whatever lot she wants.

"Sir, would it be nice to just draw it? Does that make him suspicious? ”

Fu Jin said: "Miss Ming just go and smoke, I have other things." ”

Mingwei nodded and didn't ask anything: "Okay." ”

Fu Jin was very satisfied with her attitude, and took the initiative to say, "Do you remember the third lady of the Chengenhou family?" ”

"Wen Ying?"

"Exactly. When she was abducted, in order to save her reputation, the Wen family claimed that it was the fourth lady Wenru who was abducted, and later intended to stuff her into the East Palace. I gave the prince an idea, only saying that Miss Wen Si is not easy to kiss, and he, as a cousin, pities his cousin and is willing to admit her into the mansion. When others listen to this, they will say that the prince is loyal, but the Wen family suffered a dumb loss, so they could only pinch their noses and admit it. ”

Fu Jin said with a smile: "Wen Ying can't enter the East Palace, and she doesn't want to marry low, so she is still waiting for the boudoir." This time, the Marquis of Cheng Enhou begged the prince again, and the prince was jealous of His Royal Highness, so he pushed the boat down the river and planned for her. ”