Wan Qiuyu was wearing a pink smoke gauze skirt that mopped the floor, the color of the skirt was like smoke, transparent and gorgeous, with a soft emerald yarn on her arm, and a delicate peony flower inserted between her temples.

Dai's eyebrows are delicate and far away, and the green temples are thick with spring smoke.

Princess Anyang and Princess Eight, who were used to seeing beauties, were stunned for a moment.

"I've seen the two princesses," Wan Qiuyu said after saluting, "I heard that the two princesses and the third sister are bored and tight, and Your Highness specially invited you to go to Zhuangzi to listen to the play tomorrow." His Royal Highness invited the troupe, and there are many guests, it should be very lively, in the hot summer, the princesses and the third sister want to pass the time, but they have to go together to join in the fun. ”

Anyang was full of interest, "Okay." ”

The days in the palace are boring, and there is not much to do to spend the summer in the palace, at most it is to talk to the sisters.

Although the troupe's singing and babbling are not very good, it is not bad to listen to them when they are bored.

The eighth princess was not very interested, because her mother was demoted, and she was not happy to go out of the palace to escape the summer, or her mother forced her out of the palace, and she didn't want to be implicated in the palace again.

Wan Jinlan couldn't get close to Wan Qiuyu, and he was a little disgusted with Xiao Minghuan in his heart, and his attitude was not enthusiastic.

Only Princess Anyang was interested, "The third brother had better invite a storyteller again, the singing is too noisy, and you will be upset and irritable after listening to it for a long time." ”

Xiao Minghuan agreed with a smile on his face.

The next day, Wan Jinlan took Chun Tao to Xiao Minghuan's Zhuangzi.

The Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing is not far away, and you can take a carriage, but the time for a pillar of incense has arrived.

There are really not a few guests here today, Xiao Zheng and his wife, the prince of Guangling, Xiao Nianshen, the prince of Su, Xiao Xu, the prince of Jin, Princess Anyang, the eighth princess, and the new King Rui, as well as some children and girls of the noble family.

Wan Qiuyu dressed more generously and decently today than yesterday, and accompanied Xiao Minghuan to greet guests, as if she was the princess of Duanwang's mansion.

At this time, the troupe was babbling and singing on stage, Wan Jinlan looked around, there are many people who don't like to listen to operas like her, and most of these operas are loved by the elders.

However, there are a lot of people around, and it is much more interesting than the few people who feed the fish together on weekdays, and it is also a lively listen.

An Yang whispered in her ear: "The third brother told the concubine earlier that many small countries in the southwest have submitted their credentials and want to send envoys to Kyoto to pay tribute. ”

Wan Jinlan asked suspiciously, "Isn't it normal?" ”

The name of the small country in the southwest is tribute, but in fact, it is very little in exchange for more rewards from the Great Wei, which is more than buying and selling, and the Great Wei will always be the losing party. But whether it suffers a loss or not cannot be determined in this way, the Great Wei exchanged materials for the stability of a small country in the southwest, which can be regarded as giving up the small to take the big.

An Yang continued: "Only the small countries in the southwest are fine, and the nomads on the grasslands of Mobei have also sent envoys to Beijing. The third brother said that the people of Beirong may want to marry Princess Heqin of Dawei. ”

Wan Jinlan sat up straight, and now the princesses in the palace who are of the right age and have not yet married are Princess Anyang and Princess Eight, and Anyang is older than Princess Eight.

Beirong is a country formed by the fusion of nomadic people on the grassland, in previous years, the tribes have not been integrated, their own politics, but there is no need to be afraid, now these years, Beirong from time to time to invade the border, loot the border city, has become the trend of the Great Wei henchmen.

Like the small southwestern countries that are not strong and will not be twisted into a rope, even if they ask to marry a princess, Dawei will not agree, because they are not worthy, but if it is a strong enemy, it is not necessarily.

Although I don't know if it's true or not, I should take precautions first.

So today, I invited so many children of the family, what does it mean to be a concubine?

Neither of them wanted to listen to the play, so they went to the gazebo not far away.

"The mother concubine was worried, so she asked the third brother to invite a lot of noble children today."

Wan Jinlan shook the fan gently, "Which one do you fancy?" ”

An Yang's face was a little embarrassed, "Those in white shirts sat in the last row, those in blue robes sat next to the water pavilion, and those in the first row sat beside King Su's son." ”

Wan Jinlan: "...!" ”

An Yang looked at her and said in shame: "It's just three, why make a fuss." ”

Wan Jinlan: Okay! It's good if you're happy.

The last row wearing a white shirt is the youngest son of the Hou family of Wuning, with red lips and white teeth, like a white-faced scholar.

On the edge of the water pavilion, his face is resolute, his facial features are upright, and he has the military temperament of his eldest brother Wan Muxing, who seems to be a forbidden soldier guarding the gate at the palace gate, and often walks around the palace, she has seen it a few times, but she doesn't know where the home is.

The third prince of Su Wang is the grandson of the Taifu family.

"Who's wearing the blue shirt?" Wan Jinlan observed for a while, this man in a blue shirt was silent, there were so many noble children present, he was not close to him, obviously his family was not a high-ranking family.

It's not nice to tell the truth, but the children of the nobility in Kyoto still have a very clear class of friends.

An Yang covered his mouth with a fan and whispered: "He is from Ningyuan Bofu, named Chen Congbai, and now he is on an errand in the Royal Forest Army. ”

Speaking of Ningyuanbo's mansion, Wan Jinlan had some impressions, although Ningyuanbo's mansion is a declining uncle's mansion, but Ningyuanbo's only has an empty title, and he has no official position in the court, but Ningyuanbo is very good at business, when she was in the southwest, Ningyuanbo also went to the mansion to visit her father, and he would give a gift during the New Year's Day.

The three families that Anyang fancies, Ningyuan Bofu is rich, Taifu Mansion is noble, and Wuning Houfu is in the emperor's heart, in general, they are all good choices.

Obviously, Wan Guifei also put a lot of thought into it.

Among them, Zhou Shi'an, the grandson of the Taifu family, looked at An Yang from time to time, with that look, tsk.

Wan Jinlan pushed Ding Anyang with his elbow, and covered his mouth with a fan, "He looks at you." ”

Zhou Shi'an not only looked, but also came to the front with a plate of chilled melons and fruits.

Obviously a little nervous, but he seems to be calm.

"Princess, Miss Wan."

An Yang raised his eyes to look at him, which made Zhou Shi'an even more nervous.

Wan Jinlan smiled secretly, "Zhou Gongzi sit, don't be restrained." ”

The garden was open on all sides, and young men and women would not be called unruly when they came together to talk.

Zhou Shi'an was more restrained, but he still sat down.

He secretly glanced at Princess Anyang, "I heard that the princess likes to read books, and I have the latest Mr. Nanyang's words from the bookstore." ”

Zhou Shi'an took out a book from his arms and put it on the stone table.

Wan Jinlan sighed in her heart, she still came prepared.

An Yang suddenly asked: "Gongzi Zhou is on an errand in the Ministry of Rites, and he is at home, he should be the most polite, how can he give this princess something in private, isn't this a private gift?" ”

Zhou Shi'an's face turned red, his eyes were flustered, and he did not choose to say anything, but he followed the most real feelings in his heart, "I, I just want to give this book to the princess, I didn't think about it so much, and I gave it openly, how can it be regarded as a private gift?" ”

The more Zhou Shi'an spoke, the smoother it became, and wiped the sweat on his head, "If the princess dislikes it, I won't do it again next time." ”

Princess Anyang picked up the script and said with a smile: "I like the script very much, so I accepted it." ”

Zhou Shi'an was visibly happy.

"If there is any script in the future, I will definitely buy someone to send the princess to the palace."