Yue'er wanted to pinch her, but Li Sixu held back her laughter and raised her hands to beg for mercy.
"Sisi is on Sister Yue's side. Sister Yue, please stop being upset."
Only then did Yue'er stop holding her hand on her waist. Seeing that the serving maids were all waiting outside and there was no one in the room at the moment, she curled her fingers towards Li Sixu.
When Li Sixu came closer, Yue'er bit her ear and whispered: "That day at Sister Mu's house, Yue'er could only think that she was forced by Prince Ning's house. The second son of Zhang's house had no choice but to say that he wanted to marry Yue'er. if."
"After Yue'er returned to the palace, she told her mother and concubine about this matter as a joke."
She continued: "My mother-in-law said that Mr. Zhang is a young talent. It was thanks to Zhang Shuo, Minister of War, that she was able to keep the third brother in her belly."
"Zhang said that he was Third Brother's benefactor, and Mr. Zhang saved Yue'er's life. This shows that this is destiny. Since the matter has come to this, it is better to wait and see how father makes his decision."
After telling Li Sixu the secret, she said angrily: "Sisi, what do you mean by mother-in-law? Is she going to agree to this marriage?"
"Today is the time for the scientific examination. I wonder if Mr. Zhang has already gone to take the examination?"
Yue'er was a little worried: "He won't really be able to get into high school and then formally propose to his father to marry Yue'er, right?"
Li Sixu felt that there seemed to be a little deer in her sister Yue's heart, full of confusion about unknown things, feeling nervous and exciting, and also felt a little novel.
At the same time, deep down in my heart I was still a little unwilling.
Li Sixu then asked her: "Sister Yue, do you think Mr. Zhang is not good?"
"It's not a bad thing. He got wet all over after saving Yue'er. He was able to deal with Uncle Wang's difficulties calmly. He is a good person. His appearance, although not as good as our third brother's, is as beautiful as his mother's concubine. As I said, he can be regarded as a young talent and a rare good son."
Yue'er, who has been irritated by Gao Niangniang's story books, has her own immature understanding of emotions: "Yue'er just feels that if Yue'er's future consorts really fall in love with Yue'er, it's because of Yue'er that they fall in love with her. Instead of being forced to agree to marry me in order to take care of Yue'er's reputation."
"This will make this princess feel very humiliated!"
She told Li Sixu: "It should be like Sister Chang and Mr. Xue. The marriage between Sister Chang and Mr. Xue had clues at the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. At the Mid-Autumn Festival, Sister Chang took a fancy to the rabbit lantern that the prince's brother won, and the prince Brother wants to give it to you, Mr. Xue brought the deer lantern he won and gave it to Sister Chang."
"Mr. Xue didn't want to let Sister Chang feel sad and lost, so he gave her the deer lantern he won. He is so gentle and meticulous, which shows that he loves Sister Chang very much."
"Mr. Xue is our cousin, and the prince's brother and Mr. Xue's sister will soon be married. This marriage is a close relationship, and it is an excellent marriage."
It turns out that during the time she went to Yuzhen Temple, her Fourth Emperor sister's marriage had already been decided, and it turned out to be the Xue Xiu she had met at the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet?
Li Sixu was so impressed by him because he looked like the man in blue Confucian shirt whom he had seen near the Imperial Medical Office.
Compared to a gentle and elegant man, Li Sixu admires Zhang Bian's kind of man who is scheming and motivated.
Li Sixu was about to comfort her. After being annoyed for a while, Yue'er explained to herself: "Students from all over the world have gathered in the capital. There are so many talented people. How easy is it to get a title on the gold medal list? Am I too worried?"
"What if Zhang Bian fails the exam?"
Yue'er laughed and said, "Haha, if he fails the exam, he will be too embarrassed to go to his father and ask to marry Yue'er."
Li Sixu: "..."
Her sister Yue is indeed her sister Yue, and she doesn’t even need to say words of comfort now.
But Li Sixu knew in her heart that with Zhang's shrewdness and the concubine's desperate decision-making, this matter would most likely go against what her sister Yue wanted.
Li Sixu wanted to make some insinuation to remind her that Liu Yunying, who was inquiring about the news, was back.
Li Sixu asked Liu Yunying to fetch the things that Li Linhuai brought into the palace a few days ago, and invited Yue'er to meet with Xuanzong. Yue'er heard Liu Yunying report that her father and the Minister of War, Zhang, were discussing matters in the imperial study, and escaped on the pretext of going back to practice the piano. He also seemed to have run away.
Liu Yunying was confused: "What's wrong with Princess Yue?"
"Shy!"
Li Sixu smiled slightly: "My sister Yue is also someone with worries..."
On the day Lord Yao passed away, she asked Li Linhuai to go to Wang Yuanbao's house and bring the things she wanted into the palace. Zhang said that it was time to go to the palace to discuss matters with his father and fulfill Lord Yao's last wish.
When Li Sixu took this thing and rushed to Xingqing Hall, Xuanzong and Zhang Shuo had almost finished discussing the matter of Qianzhou's memorial.
"My dear, what you said makes sense. I have been thinking about it these days. There are many barbarians in the Tang Dynasty, but Tan Xingzhang did not openly conspire to rebel. One move could affect the whole body."
"This is what I mean. Sending troops to suppress Shichu Wuming will definitely make other barbarian tribes alienate from the imperial court."
Zhang said his suggestion: "Your Majesty can first issue an imperial edict to order Qin Xingzhang to hand over the bandit leader who burned, killed and looted in Qianzhou. In this way, he will definitely not want to cut off his arm. When he raises his flag and rebels, your Majesty will send a large army to suppress it. It can show the benevolence of the emperor."
"Waiting until Tan Xingzhang is captured before showing mercy will surely make the barbarian tribes from all over the world feel your majesty's kindness, so they will sincerely submit..."
Zhang said that through discussions and secret observations, he did not see the inscription he wrote for Yao Chong on Xuanzong's royal desk.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief!
In this way, there is still room for change.
After he leaves the palace, he can immediately send someone to the Yao Mansion to recover the inscription on the pretext that it needs to be polished and revised.
The court affairs were almost finished, and Zhang said he was about to resign and leave. At this time, Eunuch Yang came in and reported: "Your Majesty, the tenth princess is here!"
"Why is Xiao Shi here?"
Thinking of Li Sixu holding his hand and comforting him that Xiangxing had returned to his position that day at the door of Yao Mansion, Xuanzong was heart-warmed and hurriedly ordered Yang Sixu to bring him in.
When Li Sixu came in, she was holding something wrapped in silk, as if she was struggling.
Seeing that Eunuch Yang couldn't help but reach out to take the things in her hands several times, and he hugged Xiao Shi tightly and refused to let go, Xuanzong stood up from the imperial chair.
"What is so precious that you have to carry it to your father in person?"
"nice one!"
Xuanzong took the things and put them on the royal table. Li Sixu urged him: "Father, please open it and take a look."
The tenth princess looked mysterious, and Zhang Shuo came over curiously. Under her expectant gaze, Xuanzong unwrapped something wrapped in silk. He was greatly disappointed when he opened it.
It's actually a piece of plain white cloth?
Xuanzong looked at her in confusion: "What's the mystery of this piece of cloth?"
"Father, your guess is correct. This piece of cloth does have mysteries. To witness its magic, you need to borrow a flint."
Li Sixu looked at Eunuch Yang: "Eunuch, can you help Sisi get the flint?"
