The monarch and his ministers were talking and describing the situation, unaware that it was almost noon.
At this time, Dai Quan entered the palace and said softly: "Your Majesty, the Queen is here."
Not long after, accompanied by the sound of jingling bells, the Empress of the Song Dynasty, dressed in gorgeous palace clothes and wearing a high bun, walked into the palace under the attendants of the palace maids.
Seeing the beautiful and beautiful face of Queen Song, the monarch and his ministers, I don't know whether it is due to the bustle of the festival, or whether it is because of the nourishment received the day before, her beautiful face, and jade muscles are dizzy.
With a familiar smile on his brows and eyes, he said: "Your Majesty, it's almost noon, why haven't you gone over to eat?"
Emperor Chongping stood up from his seat, looked at Empress Song, and said with a smile: "Zi Tong is asking the imperial dining room to prepare a banquet to entertain Ziyu."
Jia Heng also hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, cupped his hands and said, "Wei Chen has met the Queen."
Empress Song glanced at Jia Heng, smiled sweetly, and said, "Ziyu is here too."
This was the tone used when facing my nephew, but it was gentle, charming and soft.
Jia Heng listened to Su Nuo's voice ringing in his ears, raised his eyes to look at the graceful and quiet Empress Song, cupped his hands and said, "Go back to your Majesty, I come to discuss matters with the Holy Lord."
Queen Song's beautiful eyes flashed, and she said softly: "Your Majesty, a banquet has been held in Kunning Palace. You monarchs and ministers might as well share some?"
Emperor Chongping nodded, looked at Jia Heng, and said warmly: "Jia Qing, come over."
Jia Heng said: "I would like to thank you for your hospitality."
As Emperor Chongping came to Kunning Palace and entered the side hall, Emperor Chongping and Empress Song sat on a soft couch next to the Xuan window, with an autumn fragrance-colored pillow on the back. Jia Heng sat on an embroidered pier not far away. Next, the maid on the side presented fragrant tea in a Chengyao porcelain cup.
Emperor Chongping said: "Zitong, have you received the local governor's imperial edict and the royal family's wife?"
Because it was the end of the year, some local governors came to Beijing to report on their duties, and Emperor Chongping also entertained some of them in the past few days, while the royal family and noble ladies were hosted by Empress Song.
Empress Song said: "We have already entertained you."
Emperor Chongping picked up the tea cup, blew a sip of tea foam, took a sip, and asked softly: "Were you proposing a marriage to Ran'er recently? How did you decide?"
Empress Song said with a smile: "I still need to let the Holy One make the decision. I have to let the Holy One take a look at the list of candidates sent by the Ministry of Rites. I have a few favorites."
Emperor Chongping said in surprise: "Do you have a list?"
Empress Song ordered the female officials to get the list and handed it to Emperor Chongping.
Emperor Chongping unfolded the red paper with gilded dragon and phoenix pictures, and read it attentively, looking from top to bottom.
Jia Heng was sitting on the lower embroidered pier at the moment, sipping the fragrant tea and quietly listening to the conversation between the emperor and the empress, but thoughts inevitably surged in his mind.
It is not known to which family Wei Wang Chen Ran will be married.
Emperor Chongping frowned and said in a deep voice: "Forget it about the Zhen family. The daughter of the Zhen family has become the Princess of Chu, and the other daughter is the Princess of Wei. It is really not decent. Let's think about the others."
Queen Song's phoenix eyes flashed, and she responded with a smile: "I'll think about it again, I, my concubine."
After a while, the eunuch reported: "Your Majesty, Madam, the royal meal is ready. Do you want to pass it on?"
Empress Song said softly: "Your Majesty, please eat first."
Emperor Chongping nodded, looked at Jia Heng, who was drinking tea in silence, and asked, "Ziyu must be hungry."
Jia Heng quickly placed the tea cup on the small table beside him and said, "Go back to the Holy Spirit. I'm not too hungry."
While he was talking, he followed Emperor Chongping into the side hall and took his seat.
Emperor Chongping paused for a moment and said: "After the New Year, no one can take a moment to relax in state affairs and family matters, both inside and outside. The marriage of King Wei also needs to be put on the agenda."
Jia Heng said with emotion: "Your Majesty is both a king and a father. Family and state affairs are all in your heart."
Emperor Chongping cleaned his hands and asked, "I heard that King Wei went to the Wucheng Army and Horse Department yesterday. Is he still the governor?"
As soon as these words came out, Queen Song, who was helping Emperor Chongping put the bowls in person, narrowed her eyes and listened attentively.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said: "The King of Wei is courteous and dignified. Yesterday, he asked about some affairs of the government and he became familiar with it. I thought it would not be long before I came here, and with the qualifications of the King of Wei, I should be familiar with him."
After hearing this, Queen Song glanced at Jia Heng with her beautiful eyes and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
There was not much joy on Emperor Chongping's face, and he said: "Please mention him more. I was busy with state affairs in the past and neglected to discipline several princes. Now that I am practicing in the Yasi, I am more concerned about their status and honor and dare not correct them." His mistakes are harmful to the princes, and they gradually lose their respect and become lawless and willful."
When Empress Song heard this, her jade face turned pale, and she bowed Yingying: "It's my concubine's inability to teach me well that has caused Your Majesty to worry."
Emperor Chongping stepped forward to support Empress Song's arm and comforted her softly: "I didn't say anything about King Wei, but most of the things happened because of this."
At this time, Jia Heng also cleaned his hands, took a towel and wiped them, looking at the scene of the emperor and empress being in deep love, his eyes showed thoughts.
Emperor Chongping was worthy of being strict and upright, and he was in charge of the Ministry of Justice when he was in hiding. He saw people and things with a sharp eye. Many princes were domineering because there were too many people around them. Even if they violated the rules, there were still people to help deal with the aftermath.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, let's have a meal." Emperor Chongping said, picked up Kuaizi, looked at the young man opposite, and said in a gentler voice: "Ziyu, let's have a meal together."
Jia Heng responded and started to move quickly.
After lunch, the monarch and his ministers drank tea and talked.
Emperor Chongping Zhanran looked at Jia Heng and said softly: "Ziyu, the second volume of your Three Kingdoms novel should be published this year, right?"
Jia Heng said: "The second part has been written, and there are still five or six chapters left before the manuscript can be completed."
Empress Song's crystal-clear face was filled with a bright smile, and she said: "The day before yesterday, Zhi'er and Ze'er also said that the second part has been delayed for such a long time and has not yet been published in the market, which makes people a little anxious to wait. , I and my two siblings said that you have a lot of errands to do now, so you may not have time to write another book."
Emperor Chongping said: "Ziyu's writing should not delay the business. Although I also want to have a quick look at it, Ziyu is now leading the Beijing camp for training, and the most urgent task is to train troops and prepare for war."
Jia Heng said solemnly: "What the Holy One said is true. I still have plenty of time on weekdays. I can take some free time every day to finish writing it slowly."
Emperor Chongping looked at Jia Heng, nodded and said, "As long as you know what's going on."
After listening to the monarch and his ministers talking for a while, Empress Song looked at the sky outside and said softly: "Your Majesty, it's past noon, it's time to take a nap."
Seeing this, Jia Heng stood up quickly, bowed his hands and said, "Your Majesty, please rest first, and I will leave first."
Emperor Chongping felt a little sleepy at the moment, and waved his hand, allowing Jia Heng to leave.
Following a small eunuch, Jia Heng left Kunning Palace and walked along the royal road with high vermilion walls. The sun in the first month of the year shone lazily on the person, and the cold wind blew from time to time, but there was something different about it. of comfort.
At this moment, Jia Heng suddenly heard a voice as cold as water coming from behind him: "Mr."
Jia Heng stood there and turned around to stare, only to see Princess Xianning and Princess Qinghe standing hand in hand.
Princess Xianning wears a plain blue palace dress with a slender waist and a high waist. She is slim and beautiful. She has a crystal-clear face, eyebrows slender and slender eyes, especially a tear mole at the corner of her eye.
Li Chanyue, the princess of Qinghe County, is petite and exquisite, wearing a pink dress and a cardamom girl's bun on her head. She has bright eyes and white teeth, and she stands tall and graceful.
"Sir, I just looked at the back and looked a bit like you. I don't think it's really sir." Princess Xianning's cold and beautiful eyebrows showed the joy of unexpected encounter, and her voice was full of surprise.
Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Princess Xianning, cupped his hands and said, "I have met His Highness Xianning."
Then, he turned to look at the little princess Li Chanyue on the side, his eyes were a little softer, and he called softly: "Little princess, how are you always?"
Li Chanyue looked at Jia Heng, her eyes flashed, and she called out: "Mr. Jia."
Princess Xianning came closer, looked at the young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and asked in a clear voice: "Mr. Jia, did you just meet your father?"
Jia Heng nodded and said, "I just met you. Your Majesty is taking a nap at the moment. I plan to go back."
When Princess Xianning heard this, she paused slightly and said softly: "I originally wanted to pay my respects to my mother in Kunning Palace and discuss the renovation of the third brother's mansion after he opened the palace. After hearing what the husband said, it was not good to disturb my father. The emperor has taken a nap."
Li Chanyue moved lightly, stepped closer, with a smile on her pretty face, and said: "Sister Xianning, please go see Aunt Huang later, and we will see Mr. Jia off."
Hearing this, Princess Xianning nodded her head, looked at the boy opposite, and whispered: "Sir."
Jia Heng cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."
A few people walked slowly along the imperial road. Princess Xianning asked: "Sir, have you written any follow-up to the Three Kingdoms version in the past few days?"
Jia Heng said: "There are still a few episodes left before the second part can be completed."
When Princess Xianning heard this, her clear eyes sparkled and she said, "Sir, can you carry the manuscript with you?"
Jia Heng chuckled lightly and said, "I didn't bring this with me. I left it at home."
Princess Xianning's tone was a little low, and she said softly: "That's such a pity."
The clear and bright eyes under Li Chanyue's beautiful eyebrows turned and she said softly: "Sister Xianning, why don't you go to Jia Mansion to pick up the manuscript? Isn't it too late to come back?"
When Princess Xianning heard this, she pursed her lips and felt something move for a moment.
But she was still a little worried. She, Yunying, was still unmarried. If she went to Jia's house so hastily, she was afraid that some gossip would spread in Beijing and cause trouble to her husband.
Jia Heng glanced at the little princess, and then said: "I will bring the manuscript to the eldest princess's house another day, and your highness can also come to the house to talk about it."
Li Chanyue: "..."
Princess Xianning sighed quietly in her heart and said softly: "That's fine."
While several people were talking, they had arrived at Anshun Gate.
Jia Heng stood still, turned to look at Princess Xianning, and said, "Your Highness, the little princess can just be sent here."
Hearing this, Princess Xianning smiled softly, looked at the young man and said, "Sir, please go slowly."
While watching Jia Heng leave the Anshun Gate, Princess Xianning frowned and never looked back.
"Sister, everyone is gone, but you are still watching." Li Chanyue stretched out her little hand and waved it in front of Princess Xianning's eyes.
Princess Xianning's cheeks turned red, she glanced back at Li Chanyue and said, "What nonsense are you talking about."
Li Chanyue smiled softly and said, "Why didn't sister Xianning go to Ningguo Mansion to read the manuscript with Mr. Jia just now?"
When Princess Xianning heard this, her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and she stared at Li Chanyue with a pair of narrow, clear eyes. She said with annoyance and fondness: "You, you are so weird. Mr. Jia was here just now, and you were quieter than anyone else. This Everyone has left now, and you talk more than anyone else. I wonder if you... have fallen in love with her?"
"Ah...Sister Xianning!" Li Chanyue's heart skipped a beat, and her pretty face showed eagerness as she said, "It's too late for me to be annoyed with him. Where could I...like him?"
That man had always been after her mother, and he was shameless. He was a year or two older than her, and her mother could be his mother-in-law.
Um? It was so chaotic that she was so confused by Sister Xianning, no, she could be his mother.
Princess Xianning's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Li Chanyue, whose face changed and her eyes evaded, and she whispered: "Annoyed? Why are you angry with Mr. Jia? Chanyue, are you hiding something from your sister?"
Li Chanyue was stared at by Princess Xianning and felt weak. She lowered her eyebrows and averted her gaze slightly. Her cheeks were slightly red. She changed the subject and said, "I am worried about my sister. After the Third Emperor opens his palace, my sister's marriage should also be brought up." It’s on the agenda, I just thought that sister Xianning’s good looks cannot be insulted.”
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"Then sister, I would like to thank you for worrying about me." Princess Xianning said softly, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and a look of worry appeared on her pink face.
After Brother Wei Wang got married, he was afraid that she would be the next one, and they would only have a year and a half to get married.
However, most of the descendants of Xun Qi in Beijing were playboys and did not suit her wishes. However, the only one who found it suitable was a married man.
"Yes." Li Chanyue's bright eyes flashed with a hint of intelligence, and she whispered: "Sister, do you think Mr. Jia...?"
"Okay, whatever, let's go back." Princess Xianning frowned, feeling irritated in her heart. She took Li Chanyue's hand and stopped the girl from talking.
Li Chanyue curled her lips, her bright eyes flashed, and thought to herself: "What if no one said anything? Sister Xianning just made up for it herself."
However, the news that Jia Heng was promoted to deputy envoy of Jingying Jiedushi swept from the cabinet to Shenjing. Although some people had expected it, they still felt a sudden and unreal feeling when they heard the decree was issued.
After more than ten years, after going around and around, Jingying once again fell into the hands of the Ningguo lineage of the Jia clan, and was run by a member of the Jia clan.
In the Wang's residence, in the study, behind a square of red wood, Wang Ziteng is sitting on a black lacquered armchair, looking attentive, holding a brush, and is writing something.
It can be seen through the light from the Xuan window that "the troops on the three sides are sparsely prepared."
This is Wang Ziteng's preparation of what he heard and saw during his border inspection last year, as well as his recent experiences, and is presented here.
It is said that this was the inspiration that Wang Ziteng got from Jia Heng's previous "Pinglu Ce". Wang Ziteng planned to use this letter to save his career.
Obviously we can't stay in the Beijing camp anymore, so we should go to the border first and then plan later.
Just when Wang Ziteng was racking his brains and writing down the strategy, he heard a rush of footsteps outside the house. Wang Yi, Wang Yi, the son of Wang Ziteng, quickly entered the study, stood up next to the animal head incense cage, cupped his hands and said, "Father, .”
"You're back, have you asked for any news?" Wang Ziteng put down his brush and raised his eyes to look at Wang Yi. His majestic face was much calmer than before.
Wang Yi's face was as gloomy as water, and he said in a low voice: "Father, Jia Heng, as you expected before, Li Ge Laoyi left the capital and was promoted by the palace to the deputy envoy of the inspection and training of the Beijing camp, in charge of the training of soldiers and horses in the Beijing camp. "
Wang Ziteng sighed, and for a moment, he felt a little irritable.
When the emperor used his prince Tengzhi, he was not polite to him, but now he has given the military power of the Beijing camp to Jia Heng.
In fact, Wang Ziteng's psychology was probably one of humiliation and irritation at being bullied by the tauren.
Wang Ziteng pondered for a moment, suppressed the negative emotions in his heart, and said: "Tomorrow, bring a generous gift, your wife and Zi'er, and go with your father to Ningrong Street to visit Mrs. Rongguo."
When Wang Yi heard this, he looked startled and said hesitantly: "Father, this..."
Wang Ziteng frowned, looked at the rockery outside the window, and said in a low voice: "Now that the ownership of the military power in the Beijing camp has been settled, my Wang family and the Jia family were originally related by marriage. Even if I can't be a general in the Beijing camp, I can also go to the three sides." Guard."
Wang Yi's expression changed, he suppressed the grief and anger rising in his heart, and said, "Yes, father."
