To be able to get the nine hairpins given by the queen's mother, whether it is precious or not is secondary, what really matters is the meaning behind it, the eyes of several young ladies looking at Miss Yu's family have changed a little, only Yu Qiuwan herself is proud, and when she bowed and thanked her, she lost no time in saying to Feng Miao, "The courtiers heard that the queen is very accomplished in poetry, and she wrote a few poems that are not eye-catching. ”

Feng Miao looked at her still childish face, these young girls always thought about things too simply, thinking that they could win the favor of the royal family by relying on poetry, singing and dancing, and thinking that a golden hairpin could protect their own stability. There is never a shortcut to things in the world, and you can get a lot of rewards for how much you pay for your sincerity and willingness. But these truths will never be able to be experienced unless you have experienced them yourself.

What she needs now is the loyalty of the general of the Yu family, and the favor of this young lady in the family is just a means she uses to win people's hearts. Feng Miao nodded lightly, "Okay, this palace is often free." ”

After this day, everyone knows that most of the young ladies of the Yu family will be the future queen, and the young ladies of the Gao family may be able to be crowned a lady in the future by virtue of their background. But only Yuan Ke knew in his heart that the twelve young ladies that day were all wearing decent clothes and combing their hairstyles that imitated the queen, and their faces were so blurred that he couldn't remember them when he returned to Yongtai Palace. Only the little sister-in-law outside the window, rubbing the grass stalks and looking around, kept flashing in his mind.

The prince of the prison country, if he wants to find an ordinary sister-in-law, it is really easy, and he doesn't even need to open his mouth in person, the attendants around him have already figured out his attitude to inquire, those sisters-in-law are from Minghang Temple. That young sister-in-law, whose legal name is Jingyuan, is an orphan who grew up in Minghang Temple, and she is not yet twelve years old this year. Quiet Circle, Quiet Circle...... He never knew that such an ordinary two words could be so beautiful.

He ordered people to prepare boxes of gold and silver utensils, and sent them directly to the Ming Hangni Temple, and ordered people to add gold to the Buddha statues in the temple. Occasionally, he would send someone to Minghang Temple to ask his sister-in-law to do things, and asked this sister-in-law named Jingyuan to recite the scriptures. He never showed his face, but hid behind the curtain and watched quietly. The little sister-in-law was still panicked and confused like a small animal, and her eyelashes kept trembling during the chanting, and she was obviously not as calm as the other older sisters-in-law.

Yuan Ke smiled proudly, and the sister-in-law stepped out of the palace gate and looked back, already revealing her thoughts, she liked the luxurious and complicated palace and supreme power. Like a hunter peeping at his prey, he tightened his net little by little. He never told anyone that this little sister-in-law named Jingyuan, with a smile and a side face, looked a little like Concubine Feng at the palace banquet in the past.

When singing and dancing in Luoyang City, Yuan Hong was frowning in the original palace in Gutang. He knew that the terrain of Yunyang Town was easy to defend and difficult to attack, but he didn't expect that the defenders there were also very strong. The right general brought 10,000 men, and the onslaught was unsuccessful for several days. Fortunately, when the right general arrived, Wang Xuanzhi was still alive.

Wang Xuanzhi refused to come back first, and only asked the soldiers who reported the news to the fast horse, and brought back a sentence that could be regarded as a plea, "Born as a man, everyone has a time when blood rushes to the top, as long as he can repay the revenge of the Wang family and the young sister and slave, Xuanzhi will use the second half of his life to repay the emperor's kindness." ”

Yuan Hong laughed angrily, and said to Yuan Xian, who was serving in front of him, "Is he pleading guilty to me, or is he threatening me?" He will come back alive first, and then he will say these big boasts to me! "In order to avenge the shame, Wang Xuanzhi is afraid that he is not even afraid of death, but if he can't take the living Wang Xuanzhi back, I'm afraid that Feng Miao will never forgive him.

The soldier who reported the news took out a piece of torn silk cloth and held it in front of King Shiping with both hands, saying that it was Wang Xuanzhi's advice and that it must be handed over to the emperor. Shiping Wang Yuanxian hurriedly took it and sent it to Yuanhong, and quietly signaled the soldier to retreat. The silk cloth seemed to have been torn off from the placket, with dried blood stains on it, and a few words were written in charcoal ash in the middle of the Yunyang Xing'an Mausoleum.

Yuan Hong spread the cloth on the table, his eyes swept over the circle outlined in ink on the sheepskin map, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, Yunyang Xing'an Mausoleum was the mausoleum that Xiao Luan built for himself before his death. He stood up suddenly, it turned out that this was Wang Xuanzhi's true intention!

When the army headed south, Xiao Luan was already terminally ill and only had his last breath left. He firmly believed in the art of aversion to victory, and thought that it was very ominous for people to move after death, so he rushed to his Xing'an Mausoleum in advance, and the escort was the most elite men and horses in the entire Southern Dynasty.

At this time, Jiankang must be panicked, and the defense is also very weak, so it is a good time to break through in one fell swoop. Wang Xuanzhi rushed to Yunyang, half out of his own selfishness, wanting to avenge the unjust death of the Wang family before Xiao Luan took his breath. The other half was to drag Xiao Luan's soldiers and create an opportunity for Yuan Hong to break through the Southern Dynasty. This is Wang Xuanzhi, who he is familiar with, who arranges everything perfectly, but leaves the final blow to Yuan Hong, so as not to commit the taboo of high merit again. As long as it has nothing to do with Feng Miao, he can arrange everything well.

The most difficult choice is back in the hands of Yuan Hong, the army has been repaired for nearly a month, it is a good time to continue to fight, is it to capture the capital of the Southern Dynasty in one fell swoop, or to divide the troops to rescue the trapped Wang Xuanzhi?

His expression gradually became solemn, and finally he slowly spoke, and said to King Yuanxian of Shiping, "Spread my will, send a team of men and horses to the place where the two armies are facing each other to spread rumors, saying that the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, Xiao Luan, is dead." Then tell all the soldiers and generals to get ready, and go south to attack the city in five days! ”

In Luoyang City, Yuan Ke had just raised his head from the pile of recitals, gently moving his sore shoulders. The battle reports on the front line are also mixed in, as soon as the emperor arrives at the Gutang Yuan Palace, the morale of the army is high, and he begins to gradually realize the sorrow of Yuan Sui, with such a wise and martial father, being a prince is simply the most bitter errand in the world, no matter what he does when he is in charge of the country, the ministers will compare it with the emperor in their hearts. Even if there is a day when he ascends the throne, he will never be able to escape the shadow of his father.

Yuan Ke wanted to relax himself, so he called the little eunuch who was close to him and asked him to take his token to Minghang Temple and bring Jingyuan back. The net in the hunter's hand has been almost collected, and a new group of palace maids will be selected in the palace these days, just so that Jingyuan can be mixed in it, and then find a way to serve in Yongtai Palace.

The little eunuch naturally understood his master's thoughts, and he didn't need him to give careful instructions, so he nodded and hurriedly left. After most of the day, the little eunuch came back, but he was not as happy as when he went, and anxiously told Yuan Ke that Jingyuan was no longer in the Ming Hangni Temple, and was picked up by a nobleman's carriage a few days ago, and he didn't know where to go.

Yuan Ke only felt that a fire rushed to the top of his head, and the only person who could check the records of the palace and the expenditure of money was the queen. He couldn't tell which emotion prevailed, maybe he was angry that the girl he liked was gone, or maybe he was embarrassed because the secret in his heart was spied on, he took a fancy to this sister-in-law, just because her pure smile looked like that person.

For several days, Yuan Ke felt like a fire in his chest. He also heard rumors in the palace that the emperor had another secret edict for the queen, in fact, to pass the throne to his favorite young son Yuan Huai, because the golden cylinder used to encapsulate the prince's edict should have been a pair.

Thinking of the younger brother who was still biting his fingers all day long, Yuan Ke felt unhappy, his father favored him, and Concubine Feng also favored him. As an elderly prince, Yuan Ke would not admit that he was jealous of this young brother. Shady seeds, once they take root and sprout, grow like crazy. He suddenly thought viciously that he should let this younger brother disappear from the palace forever, and the attention of Empress Feng would return to him, and he was still the smartest prince...... No, he would be the only prince, if he knew that this younger brother would take away all the attention of Empress Feng, he should have strangled him in the rocking car while Yuan Huai was still waving his arms and screaming "yah, yah".

Yuan Ke began to order people to quietly pay attention to Yuan Huai's movements, and found out that he would go to the lotus pond in the palace every afternoon to play for a while, and every time there was only one palace maid named Lingshu by his side. This time in the afternoon was very good, the palace maids and eunuchs were drowsy, and most of the palace was quiet. Yuan Ke only took one henchman eunuch and walked along the path of the palace to the lotus pond.

A dozen steps away, he heard Yuan Huai's giggles. The corpse was teasing him with a small ball made of rattan, running back and forth around a strange rock by the lotus pond.

Yuan Ke thought disdainfully, how could his father and Empress Feng have such a son, heartless and happy like a puppy wagging its tail, but on the other hand, he gritted his teeth and hated, at this age, he already knew that as a prince, he couldn't run and laugh like this.

As soon as he approached, Yuan Huai opened his two small hands and pounced, shouting "Second brother!" Lingshu hurriedly picked up the ball and knelt down to salute Yuan Ke.

Yuan Ke put on a caring smile and said to Lingshu, "Gu and Brother Huai will play here for a while, you go and get some snacks and buttermilk." Lingshu didn't dare to disobey, and seeing that Yuan Huai was very affectionate to this brother, he answered "yes" and turned to leave. As soon as she bypassed a weeping willow, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, how could His Royal Highness the Crown Prince not even have a person to serve by his side?

Lingshu hid behind a tree, poked out half of his head and looked out, and saw Yuan Ke walking towards the lotus pond with Yuan Huai.

Yuan Huai squatted on the ground, excitedly pulling the tender grass on the ground, Yuan Ke slowly raised his hand to push him into the lotus pond. The bottom of the lotus pond is full of silt, and even if you are very good at water, it is difficult to survive if you accidentally fall into it, let alone a child who is not yet three years old?

Lingshu was so frightened that he was about to shout, and as soon as his mouth opened, he was covered by a rough hand, and the floating sleeves were exactly the style of the eunuchs in the Yongtai Palace.

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