Wang Xuanzhi gently shook the folding fan in his hand and asked rhetorically, "How does His Royal Highness King Jingling want me to be rewarded?" ”

Xiao Ziliang glanced at Feng Miao a few times, and slapped Wang Xuanzhi's shoulder with his hand, "When the mourning period of the eldest brother of the prince is over, this king wants to invite some people to talk about Buddhism in the official residence of the West Mansion, how about you please take this girl with you when the time comes?" ”

King Jingling has always had a reputation for virtue in the Southern Dynasty, and he has recruited many Confucian scholars around him, and now that the crown prince has died young, he is the most powerful contender for the throne, and some of the gatherings of debates on Buddhism are also his means to take the opportunity to win people's hearts. Wang Xuanzhi is the most famous person in the younger generation of the Langya Wang family, and if he gets his support, it is equivalent to getting the support of half of the Langya Wang family.

Wang Xuanzhi naturally figured out his tricks of scheming, and looked at King Jingling with a slight smile, "Your Highness will send an invitation when the time comes, I will only know at that time whether I am in the mood to talk about Buddhism." ”

After King Jingling left, Feng Miao asked a little strangely, "Big brother, if you don't want to agree to King Jingling, why don't you simply refuse?" ”

Wang Xuanyi asked the girls who were not allowed to get involved in political affairs, and asked Lingshu and Su Wen to go out first, and then said to Feng Miao, "You have just arrived in the Southern Dynasty, and you still don't know the situation in the court. Originally, Prince Wenhui was the undoubted heir to the throne, but his sudden death left a problem. ”

"Xiao Ziliang, the king of Jingling, and the crown prince were both born to the queen, and at this time they became the eldest sons, and it is reasonable to inherit the throne." Wang Xuanzhi slowly told Feng Miao, "Prince Wenhui's concubine also left an heir, which is Xiao Zhaoye, the king of Nanjun. This grandson is the same as Prince Wenhui, with a beautiful posture and a good handwriting, he has been very favored by the emperor since he was a child, and some people in the court guessed the emperor's thoughts, and wanted to canonize him as the emperor's grandson, and inherit the unification in the future, the most insistent of which is Xiao Luan, Marquis of Xichang. ”

Wang Xuanzhi saw Feng Miao bowing his head and pondering, brought the tea to her and said, "It's me who is not good, I shouldn't tell you this." With so many names and complicated relationships, it's hard to see through them all at once. You're taking care of your body right now, so don't think about it. ”

Feng Miao shook her head and smiled, and didn't say anything. She didn't say anything just now because she was worried about Wang Xuanzhi. In all dynasties, no matter what the reason, the change of the crown prince is a major event that shakes the foundation of the country, and often a careless will cause earth-shaking shocks. At this time, Daqi seems to be calm, but secretly there is already a disaster.

A big and influential family like Wang and Xie will definitely become the key to the struggle between the two factions in the court. This is the same as the harem's "collection of favors in one body, is a collection of grievances in one", I am afraid that if one is not careful, the entire Langya Wang clan will fall into a state of destruction.

Two months later, Xiao Ziliang, the king of Jingling, really ordered someone to send an invitation, clearly writing that he wanted to invite Wang Xuanzhi and Miss A Miao to go to the official residence of the West Mansion together.

Feng Miao's figure was already a little bloated, and even if she used loose clothes, she couldn't cover it, so she didn't want to go out.

Wang Xuanzhi was unusual, and persuaded her to go out for a walk, "There is only one thing to wronged you, I go to participate in such a meeting, to use the Langya Wang's chariot and horse emblem, you must get the permission of your father, you have to go with me to the Langya Wang's mansion first." Feng Miao didn't think it was a big deal, so she agreed.

Langya Wang is a century-old family, even the house is extraordinary, the next person is in a hurry, when walking are bowing their heads and hands, not squinting, seeing Wang Xuanzhi coming, he flashed sideways to the side, let the main road out and asked him to pass first.

Bypassing a rockery, Wang Xuanzhi asked Feng Miao to wait on a seat in the shade, and went into the inner room to meet his father. A bamboo curtain, four columns, and a corner pavilion...... The scenery of the Southern Dynasty is exquisite, Feng Miao sat on the small couch, while looking at the carved and colorful paintings on the caisson, he did not feel anxious at all.

At this time, an old man's angry voice suddenly came from the inner room, and he couldn't hear it clearly...... has no name and no share, and she is pregnant...... A prodigal woman who misbehaves...... Ruining the reputation of the Langya Wang clan ......"

Feng Miao was stunned, and then her face turned red, and she suddenly understood that it must be Wang Xuanzhi's father talking about herself. Even though she knew she wouldn't stay here for the rest of her life, she was still embarrassed by these hurtful words. When a man is a prostitute, he is elegant and interesting, why should a woman be reproached in a thousand ways when she loves her with all her heart?

The bamboo curtain was lifted, Wang Xuanzhi walked out in a few steps, helped Feng Miao up from the couch, saw that there were tears in the corners of her eyes, and didn't ask much, took her hand and walked out.

When the two of them went out from the mansion of the Langya Wang, they had already changed to a carriage with four curtains on the oil wall, and the emblem of the Langya Wang's was painted on the car, obviously Wang Xuanzhi had already moved his father.

"Miao'er, don't care what others say," Wang Xuanzhi said in the carriage, "Father is an old-fashioned person, and it is inevitable to say something...... But my father has allowed me to freely dispose of the family's affairs and money in the past few months, and I will not take you to the door to be humiliated again, you ...... Don't blame me. ”

Hearing him say this, Feng Miao's tears that she had endured for a long time fell in a stream, and she wanted to wipe them away with the back of her hand, but she wiped them more and more. "Big brother...... I don't blame you," she said, sobbing, "I just...... It's just that I don't think you have to do this for me, you know I can't give you anything in return......"

Wang Xuanzhi wiped away her tears with his fingers and asked gently, "Don't cry, Miao'er, eldest brother asks you, you like the taste of Xueding with green tea, but will you ask that tea to like you too?" ”

As soon as the person started crying, all thoughts seemed to be interrupted, Feng Miao shook his head in a daze, not knowing what he wanted to say.

Wang Xuanzhi smiled faintly, "That's right, everything in this world, it is fate to meet at this moment." We can't force fate, but when the fate of meeting comes, why should we go against our own will? Any flower, a cup of tea, a landscape, when I admire it, I just admire it, and I never ask it to reciprocate me with the same appreciation. The same is true for people. ”

He spoke frankly and honestly, and did not hide his sincerity towards Feng Miao. Feng Miao was touched by the deep meaning of these words, it turned out that loving someone is not only painful and tormenting, but also as beautiful as a breeze.

She is also an open-minded and transparent person, since she understands Wang Xuanzhi's intentions, she no longer twists, and simply says generously, "Big brother, thank you." ”

Wang Xuanzhi smiled and nodded, and didn't say anything more. It is enough to know each other, and any more is redundant.

The official residence of Xiao Ziliang, the king of Jingling, was built on the top of the Pavilion Mountain, by the mountains and rivers. When Wang Xuanzhi took Feng Miao into the official residence, there were already many people sitting in the courtyard. Xiao Ziliang was dressed in a prince's python suit, sitting on the main seat in the center, and a Confucian person next to him was answering him.

Wang Xuanzhi lightly pulled Feng Miao's sleeve and said to her, "This Lord Fan Jinfan has a withdrawn temperament, does not believe in gods and Buddhas, and always has to debate with others before he is willing to give up until such a scene, but King Ling always likes to provoke him to argue." ”

Feng Miao heard him say this, and found it interesting, so he listened intently to the conversation between the two people on the seat.

Xiao Ziliang asked Fan Jin, "Lord Fan doesn't believe that people have reincarnation, and he doesn't believe that there is karma in the world, so why are some people rich all their lives in this world, and some people are miserable all their lives?" ”

Fan Zhen twisted his beard and said, "A person's life is like a flower blooming on a tree, falling with the wind. Some people fall on pillows, like people who have been rich all their lives, and some people fall into filthy thatched houses, naturally like those who have been in trouble all their lives. ”

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Feng Miao leaned sideways and whispered to Wang Xuanzhi, "This person's statement is somewhat similar to that of the eldest brother." But as soon as the words fell, I heard the second half of the sentence, and hurriedly covered my ears and said, "This language is too mean, why ridicule people from poor backgrounds like this." Doesn't he know that someone was born recklessly, but in the future, he became the supreme and noble emperor in the world? People's destiny has always been in their own hands. ”

Wang Xuan's upper body leaned forward slightly, and when he listened to Feng Miao's words, his expression was very serious. The clean smell of soaphorn emanated from between his collar, and because Feng Miao was pregnant, he stopped all the spices in the east fence to prevent accidentally injuring the fetus in her womb, and even the incense he used every day was stopped.

After listening to her, Wang Xuanzhi smiled and said, "Your talent, you can argue with them, and the women don't let them have their eyebrows." ”

Seeing Feng Miao smile, Wang Xuanzhi lowered his voice again and said, "I only said that I took you out to relax, because I was afraid that you would be too worried." Now I can tell you, I know that there are important people coming today, but they won't come out in public, and you look at the figure behind the curtain on your right, and don't show it on your face whatever you see. ”

Feng Miao nodded slightly, although she didn't quite understand Wang Xuanzhi's intentions, she believed that he must have a reason for saying this, and looked at the row of seats hidden behind the bamboo curtain, which was empty, and there was no one now.

At this time, someone had already seen Wang Xuanzhi bring Feng Miao in, a young man in a smoky gray brocade robe, slanted his eyes and looked at Feng Miao a few times presumptuously, and said to Wang Xuanzhi with ridicule, "Today is a grand event for His Royal Highness King Jingling to invite people to discuss Buddhism, why did Wang Gongzi come with a prostitute?" I'm afraid it's in the wrong place. ”

As soon as the words fell, several scholars beside the man also laughed.

Feng Miao saw that those people were dressed luxuriously, and after a little thought, he understood that there was constant open and secret fighting between the clan lords, and I was afraid that these people had a grudge against Wang Xuanzhi and took the opportunity to humiliate him.

Wang Xuanzhi didn't care at all, took Feng Miao straight to his seat, and said to those people, "This one is my friend, and he happened to come with him today, please don't verbally collide." ”

"Friends?" The man exaggeratedly glanced at Feng Miao's slightly bulging abdomen, "If a married woman shows her head like this, what kind of face do you have?" If it's your concubine, how come we haven't seen it in Wang's mansion? ”

Wang Xuanzhi's face changed slightly, worried that Feng Miao would have to think more about it, and was about to reprimand him angrily, but Feng Miao gently pulled his sleeve and said softly to the presumptuous son, "The slave family is bold, I have a question I want to ask the son." Master Fang Cai Fan used the flowers on the tree to compare people's wealth and poverty, in the eyes of the son, what can the slave family compare to? ”

In the southern dynasties for a few months, her speech has been completely the same as the habits of the southern dynasties, but the accent of the north still cannot be changed for a while.

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