Chapter Seventy-One: This is Princess Xiliang

didn't say that he was going to go over to say hello, he turned around with his skirt and returned to the carriage angrily.

Yan Shanshan waited in the carriage again, and when she saw her so angry, she couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" ”

Yin Mingyuan didn't speak, her chest rose and fell violently, and a cold light flashed in her eyes: "Last time you gave me that book of poems, are you sure it's true?" ”

"Of course it's true, I asked my dad to check it for me, can there be a fake? But that booklet is full of poets who were depressed a hundred years ago! Otherwise, it would not be possible to not be famous by now, and I don't know where Liu Pianran and his father got this unique book. ”

Yin Mingyuan took a deep breath: "That's fine." ”

The carriage hurried away, and Yang Tingyu snorted and hummed a little song into the Chengenhou Mansion.

Yin Mingyuan's narrow ghost, her energy is not as big as a needle's eye, she liked to drive away the little girls around him when she was a child, and she didn't restrain herself when she grew up, and she acted very dislike him.

Hum!

Don't you like him?

Then be the knife in his hand!

If you can't see Luan'er, it's okay to vent your anger for her.

Liu Pianran felt that she had been unlucky recently, and wanted to go to Sheng'an Temple to worship and go to the mildew, but the Eighth Prince ordered her not to go out.

Now those people on the outskirts of the city know that her mother poisoned Wang Shoucai in order to remarry the king of Zhenbei.

Although the mother vigorously denied it, the certified physical evidence was complete, and she could not deny it.

Originally, the eighth prince had already come forward in this matter, and the king of Zhenbei also put pressure on the Shuntian Mansion, and the government was ready to close the case and release the people.

Wang Lao Da hit the drum of Shuntian Mansion, Wang Lao Er played the drum of Dali Temple, and said to the outside world that because Jiang was the mother of the side concubine of the Eighth Emperor, they were worried that Shuntian Mansion would protect Jiang Shi, so they went to Dali Temple again.

Liu Pianran thought that it was impossible for Dali Temple to manage such a small case, but as a result, the Wang family moved out the news that he was a subordinate of the Rongguo Mansion, which made Dali Temple no longer care.

As soon as Dali Temple was managed, the nature changed, and the king of Zhenbei was not good to interfere again, so as not to be a ginseng with bad intentions.

The Jiang family was also entangled by the Wang family and went to the Zhao prison of Dali Temple.

She was from a bad background, so she couldn't help the eighth prince, but she didn't expect her mother to drag her feet again, and she thought that she would enter the palace tomorrow to congratulate the emperor on his birthday, so she was one head and two big.

She has always been suspicious these days, I wonder if the eighth prince regrets marrying her? Do you think she's in trouble? Don't you think it...... It's better to marry her than to marry Shen Feiluan?

Alas......

"Concubine Niangniang, it's late at night, go to sleep! His Royal Highness is staying in the study today and will not come. ”

There will be a palace banquet tomorrow, and you need to be energetic.

Zhao Guifei still has to bother to explain, and she can't get through it perfunctorily.

The emperor has a thousand years of Christmas, and rejoices with the people.

Early in the morning, the yamen and offices of Yedu began to rest, and the students who took classes in Guozijian were all on vacation.

The streets of Yedu are even more crowded.

The Qianqiu banquet was held in the evening, Li Junlan came to the imperial city for the first time, and Shen Feiluan took her and Shen Lanting to play together during the day.

During this period, I occasionally saw people from the royal families of Goryeo, Xiliang and other vassal countries, all wearing their exotic costumes and walking in a language that people could not understand.

Accompanied by a few officials from the Honglu Temple, when the VIPs wanted to buy something, the interpreter officials of the Honglu Temple communicated and negotiated.

One of the Xiliang beauties and Shen Feiluan entered the same ready-to-wear shop, picked for a long time, didn't look at a single dress, and said with a little temper: "Although the Central Plains is a big country and there are many capable people, why are you so unenterprising?" Many years ago, Wang and I ...... When my brother came to meet Emperor Pei of the previous dynasty, I was dazzled by the folk novelties, but this time it was too boring. ”

"My aunt ......"

She and the old grandmother beside her actually spoke the language of the Daye Dynasty, although it was a little accent, but the words were correct and round, and Shen Feiluan could understand them all.

"Emperor Pei, that's all about when you were a child, but don't mention it again, don't forget what the prince said, get angry. This place is not Xiliang, even the prince has to pay attention to a few points, don't talk nonsense. ”

"Got it."

The girl was dressed in a red light veil, and the gown was embroidered with gold leaf, and when the sun shone on it, it seemed to shine, dazzling.

The hair was braided into a bunch of tiny braids, a gold crown carved into a lotus flower shape tied up the braids, and a red sari on the top of the head hung down from the top of the hair, around the chest, and then draped behind the back, revealing a bewitching thin waist in the middle of the action.

She swept past Shen Feiluan and the others with an arrogant expression, bumped into Sang Yu who was waiting on the side and walked out.

Shen Feiluan frowned and grabbed her wrist wearing a gorgeous gold bracelet: "No one has taught you in Xiliang, do you want to say sorry when you bump into someone?" ”

"Presumptuous! Who will allow you, a pariah, to touch our ...... Miss's body, come on, call me! ”

The maidservant beside Princess Xiliang raised her eyebrows and reprimanded Shen Feiluan, and she was about to fight when she gave the order.

As soon as they drew their swords, the guards around Shen Feiluan were all in front of the masters, and the number of guards was even several times more than that of Princess Xiliang.

Seeing this, the maid hid behind the princess again, but the old lady came out and bowed to Shen Feiluan and said, "This is Suo Linlang, the princess of Xiliang, who came to the Daye Dynasty to congratulate His Majesty the Emperor on his birthday, and advised you not to cause contradictions between the two countries. ”

It's just two points more polite than the arrogant maidservant, and it's still hard to hide the condescending attitude in her tone.

"What about Princess Xiliang?"

Shen Feiluan was not used to her, so he put aside the guards and looked at them proudly: "Since we have arrived in the Central Plains, we must abide by the rules of the Central Plains, our Ye Dynasty has always been a state of etiquette, and I also ask the princess to apologize to my maid." ”

The princess apologized to a maid, which was ridiculous.

At this time, the official of Honglu Temple said a few words in the ear of the grandmother, and the grandmother looked at Shen Feiluan's eyes and became jealous, and after thinking deeply, she bent her waist lower: "The slave maid doesn't know that it is the second lady of the Rongguo Mansion, please forgive the second lady, and the slave maid will ...... on her behalf."

"It's Miss A! Ahhhh......h Girl's float is paraded! ”

"Hurry, hurry! If you go late, you won't be able to grab a good spot! ”

"Ahh Who is it? Don't squeeze me, fall! ”

A large number of people were pushed and shoved into the shop, and before the old lady could finish speaking, she was knocked over.

Shen Lanting and Li Junlan hurriedly escorted Shen Feiluan backwards, until they retreated to the stairs, and Sang Yu helped her up to the second floor.

Seeing this, Suo Linlang also followed them up to the second floor, and asked the guards to stay, blocking the entrance to the stairs and preventing those crazy people from rushing up.

The windows on the second floor are wide open, and from the fence you can look down on the street.

The huge carved sedan chair is carried by fourteen big men, walking steadily on the street, and the pedestrians all raise their heads to see the amazing face of the Oiran of Baihualou.