In the early morning, the butterfly black spirit has not yet returned. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Qing Ming instructed Heqiu Er to take care of Long Xing, settle down properly, and take General Dusheng, together with Qing Ji, to the Prime Minister Yunsheng's mansion to make an appointment.

According to the introduction of the general on the first night, the Rue Ling Grass flowers of the Prime Minister's Mansion have always been regarded by the world as extremely precious ingredients, which are of great benefit to self-cultivation and Qi refining.

This year's flower tasting party will be presided over by the prime minister's eldest son, Yunyi.

He greeted him outside the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion early, dressed in a red and yellow brocade robe, with an embroidered ribbon fluttering around his waist, reflecting the warm glow, and pursing his lips slightly, looking confident and firm.

Seeing Qing Ming and Qing Ji, Yun Yi came over to greet her from afar, personally picked up Qing Ming and dismounted, and arched her hand: "Waiting for the arrival of the two princes, the mansion is shining!

Qingji glanced at him, very dissatisfied, and said slightly: "Yunyi, your master is too rude, how can you compare your uncle with your little nephew!"

Yun Yi smiled slightly, and argued: "Prince Qingji, Prince Qingming, aren't they two princes? Could it be the uncle prince and the nephew prince? Or, does Prince Qingji have a better idea of how to call the two of you?"

Qingji said in his heart that he had not yet come out of Jucaitang, and he did not have the position of a prince, he was indeed a prince, and he was also a prince with this Qingming, and he couldn't answer for a while.

Qing Ming couldn't bear Qing Ji's embarrassment, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and said, "Senior Brother Yunyi made fun of it!"

Everyone entered the mansion, and Qing Ming watched all the way, quite curious about Prime Minister Yunsheng's mansion. However, along the way, except for the two majestic cast iron lions at the door, the shape is vivid and realistic, majestic and majestic, and the rest of the house furnishings are quite mediocre.

The road was not even paved with cobblestones, but a smooth dirt road, the color of the dirt road was black, Qing Ming remembered what he had learned in chemistry class, and felt that the soil used to build the road here seemed to be mixed with iron slag. The courtyard layout is unconventional, strictly symmetrical, and the color is calm. There is not much furniture in the room, the shape is simple, and the material is ordinary. Although there are many trees in the courtyard, they are all small trees, and the trunks are at most the thickness of a fist, as if they have been planted not long ago, except for some small grasses, there is not a single flower in the yard.

Yun Yi beside him saw his doubts, and said with a smile: "The shape of the Mansion is very different from that of the Qingzhen Palace, His Royal Highness the Prince feels fresh, right? Our Iron Clan is a family heirloom with iron smelting, and it has a history of hundreds of millions of years. These paths, made by mixing iron slag in the soil, are hard and economical, and are techniques that my father has been vigorously promoting in recent years. There is a garden behind the Xiangfu, which is the planting base of our family rue spirit grass, in order to avoid attracting bees, butterflies and other nectar collecting things, it is no longer planted with any other flowering plants in the courtyard of Xiangfu. ”

Qing Ming suddenly realized and nodded again and again.

Qingji shook his head, snorted, and muttered, "What's the big deal about this? Hmph! Our copper alchemy is also hundreds of millions of years! It's still worse than you?"

Yun Yi bowed her hand to him and said politely: "The prince's words are wrong! The bronze clan smelts copper, our iron clan smelts iron, everyone is contributing bricks and tiles to the big subject country, elite soldiers and strong army, and the skills of the country and the people, it is a pity to compare!"

Qingji knew that he had fallen behind again, and snorted lightly, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Qing Ming arched his hand to Yun Yi and changed the topic: "Since Qing Ming came to Xuantian Dao, he has seen all kinds of mysteries, and now what he has seen and heard in the house feels extremely fresh, and I also ask Senior Brother Yun Yi for more advice!"

Yun Yi hurriedly returned the salute and said: "Don't dare, don't dare! I saw it for the first time in Jucai Hall that day, Yun Yi dared to talk about etiquette, and I asked the prince to forgive me if I offended!"

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, Qingji pushed them away, swaggered to the front and walked, and said loudly as he walked: "Since you know the etiquette, don't let the elders go first!"

Seeing that Yun Yi didn't answer, she just smiled and led the way for Qing Ming, Qing Ji was very proud, feeling that she had finally pulled back a game.

The buildings of the Xiangfu are the most ordinary column and beam structures, and the red paint of the columns is also a little faded, which looks simple and vicissitudes. I can't see the magnificent carvings or murals, and there is no garden in the garden, the rows of rooms are neatly and symmetrically arranged, and the courtyards are clear at a glance, but after all, it is the Prime Minister's Mansion, there are many people and things, and the area is really not small, and there are so many rooms that Qingming can't count them at all.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, Qing Ji triumphantly crossed the threshold of a central hall in front of him, and there was a noise, Yun Yi pointed to the hall and introduced to Qing Ming: "This is the meeting room of the Mansion, and the guests who have arrived are gathering here, Your Royal Highness the Prince, please!"

Qing Ming followed him into the hall, at this time the hall was already full of friends, and it was very lively, Qing Ji mixed into the crowd, and he couldn't find him for a while. Qing Ming looked around and saw that Qing Kun and Qing Zhao were drinking tea and talking on the side, Zhong Ying, Yun Wei and others he knew in Jucai Hall were among them, and there were many young men and women who were not familiar with each other and had never even met.

Qing Kun looked up and saw Qing Ming, and came over to greet him with a smile: "Brother Ming, you are here!"

When the surrounding people heard this, the conversation suddenly stopped, and they all turned their eyes to it, and it was difficult to hide their curiosity about this prince. Silence and curiosity quickly spread, and after a while, the entire hall fell silent, and eyes focused on Qing Ming, and then, some low voices exchanged ears.

"He had been asleep for eighteen years, and one day he suddenly woke up!"

"I heard that he is the Bronze King, but the time has not yet come!"

"He looks so delicate! Eh, look at his eyebrows, he is much more energetic than my brother!"

"That's it, it doesn't look special!"

"I've heard that I can't do any magic yet!"

For a time, joy, surprise, satisfaction, jealousy, coldness, and all kinds of emotions rippled in the hearts of the people in the hall.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out, and I only heard Qingji proudly introduced: "Everyone, this is my little nephew, Qingming!"

After that, the hall gradually became lively again, the men stepped forward to salute Qing Ming, most of the girls blushed and looked at him secretly, his handsome appearance added a lot of points to his girls' hearts, and Qing Ming's heart swelled up with a trace of pride, beautiful.

At this time, a person flashed in from outside the hall and shouted: "Oh, I'm late, forgive me!"

Yun Yi hurriedly stepped forward to greet him and asked, "What about your brother? He was enthusiastic in previous years! Why hasn't he come yet?"

Yun Chuan shook his head and said: "Don't mention it, the reason why I was late was to wait for him, I had made an appointment yesterday to go with him today, but I waited in front of his room for a long time, and I didn't see him appear, so I broke in the door to find him, and the personal guards said that he was tired from practicing last night, and now he is sleeping, and he specially ordered them, saying that he should make up for sleep today, and if he doesn't participate, let me not disturb him!"

As he spoke, his eyes widened angrily, he continued: "Then I didn't care, I rushed directly to his bed, shouted loudly, and didn't even make a noise, he snored and slept like a pig!"

Yun Yi gently persuaded: "Since this is the case, your brother must have his reasons! Senior Brother Yun Shi, he is worthy of being the youngest soul refiner in my great subject country today, and he is so diligent in his practice, he is really an example for my generation to learn! I will prepare some dried Rue Spirit Grass flowers and send them to him personally!"

"Senior brother, you are so thoughtful, so, the younger brother thanked the elder brother, you know, he likes these things the most!"

When the guests arrived, Yunyi beckoned everyone to sit down and went to the restaurant. The restaurant for this gathering is directly located in the Yunling Grass Garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion. In the center of the backyard, a huge field is full of ruegrass planting. Qing Ming looked carefully, and it was the same as what he saw in the Yunli practice place of the Jucai Hall of Qingmai Mountain that day, the grass grew to the knees, there was no wind in the garden, but the blades of grass were dancing in the calm air, as if a group of elves were gathering there, talking to each other.

The air is filled with a refreshing aroma that makes people feel comfortable and refreshed. Everyone was applauding.

The dining table is set under the long corridor around the garden, and four people are seated at a table. At this time, all kinds of dishes were presented, and under a closer look, they were mainly simple home-cooked dishes, which were quite consistent with the style of the Prime Minister's Mansion, which could be described as simple and concise.

A bell rang, Yun Li held a small plate of dishes, walked in the front, and a long line of maids lined up behind, each holding the same style of plate, walked out. I saw Yun Li dressed in a gorgeous costume, although it was a gorgeous costume, compared to many other ladies who went to the banquet, it was not enough to be gorgeous, but compared to what she usually saw in Jucaitang, the color was brighter, and the jewelry on her head was also several more than usual, one of which was a flower-shaped hairpin, covering half of her bangs that were scorched by the butterfly black spirit, and her little face was flushed.

It turned out that she didn't show up until this moment today, and she has been busy with kitchen affairs, especially the dish of rue grass flowers, which is steamed and cooked, seasoned and side dishes, all of which she personally supervised.

Yun Li took the dishes, walked straight to Qingming's table, her face was even more ruddy, put the dishes in front of Qingming, and said delicately: "Senior brother, please taste it!"

Qing Ming looked at her delicate cheeks, couldn't help but feel a flutter, and hurriedly reached out to pick up the plate, but he didn't want the other party's hand to be withdrawn yet, he just held Yun Li's little hand, soft, warm, smooth as jade, and lost his mind for a while. Yun Li hurriedly retracted her hand, her face turned crimson, she immediately turned around, pretended to be calm, and walked away in a panic.

Qing Ming, who came back to his senses, suddenly remembered Yang Ling, and felt ashamed and ashamed in his heart, thinking that her whereabouts were unknown, he couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, a loud voice remembered that Prime Minister Yunsheng was standing on the master's seat in the center of the corridor on one side, and said loudly: "Haha, today's Yunling grass is blooming, I specially invite all talents to go to the mansion to talk, the old man is here to give you a cup, there is something in the court, the old man will take the first step, and the children will take care of themselves!"

Qing Kun said softly: "This is the custom, the old prime minister knows that he is here, and the juniors are quite restrained, so they leave early." ”

Qing Ming sighed and sighed: "The prime minister's mansion is simply furnished, and the prime minister must always be an honest person!"

Qing Kun nodded: "The prime minister's reputation for honesty and generosity are all the reasons why his old man has been in the center of the imperial court for so many years, and all the ministers are happy and convinced!"

With that, everyone began to enjoy their meal. During the meal, Qing Ming was always thinking about Long Xing and Black Spirit, and he didn't know what kind of news he would have when he saw him at night.