Uncle Guo, your heart thief has been promoted again

When Jiang Baoyu woke up, he was already lying on his bed in the Empress Dowager's Hall.

"Sister!"

As soon as she sat up and opened her eyes, she realized that there was no sister, only Fufeng's big frightened eyes stared at her blinking and blinking, and asked worriedly: "Master Jiang, are you okay? "

How can it be okay?
Jiang Baoyu drank so much that his parents could hardly recognize him last night, and now his head is almost split.

I saw her rubbing her head in a daze, frowning and asking: "My head hurts, don't worry, it won't delay the afternoon banquet."

"Can it not hurt?"

Fufeng immediately brought a bowl of hangover soup, and said: "After drinking a whole bag of kumiss, anyone who wakes up overnight will have a headache."

Jiang Baoyu took the hangover soup and drank it while thinking, but he remembered some images, especially the familiar gardenia fragrance.

"Who sent me back last night? Where is she?"

She was a little anxious, that was clearly Jiang Baozhu's feeling, she couldn't be wrong.

"Who else can there be? Uncle Guo. If you say you are really brave, you dare to go to Honglu Temple to make trouble with Zhao Guoren before the position of Fengyi is secured. Fortunately, Uncle Guo went, otherwise Things are getting worse, how are you going to end it?"

"Master Zhao?"

Jiang Baoyu frowned slightly, trying to recall what happened last night, but apart from a fuzzy face covered by a mask and the familiar scent of gardenia, she really couldn't remember anything.

"Ah."

Fufeng nodded, but soon she smiled heartily: "But don't worry, my lord, there were people who caused more trouble than you last night."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Baoyu asked.

Fufeng then covered his lips and smiled: "You and General Cui are worthy of being close friends, and you do exactly the same things. General Cui was the first to stand up against it when he heard that the two countries wanted to establish a good business relationship. Many soldiers died under Zhao Guo's iron hoof, and many of their clansmen died at our hands, how can we just say we have a good relationship?"

"Cui Baoyu?"

Jiang Baoyu was a little impatient, subconsciously grabbed Fufeng's hand and said, "Please explain clearly, what did he do?"

"He is."

Just as Fu Feng wanted to speak, he suddenly smiled triumphantly: "But speaking of it, this Hua Guoshi from Zhao Guolai is really capable, last night General Cui asked her out for a private chat, he wanted to embarrass her and scare her away.

In the end, I don't know what she said to General Cui. Not long after the two met, they actually started to put aside their previous suspicions and talk happily.

You must know that the Queen Mother was very anxious when she first learned that General Cui was going to stir up the matter, and immediately sent a team of Habayashi guards to catch General Cui back. "

"What happened later?" Jiang Baoyu asked.

"Later, when Habayashi Wei arrived, he saw General Cui sending Hua Guoshi into the car with a big smile on his face. His expression seemed to be—"

"What is it like? Tell me quickly."

But Fufeng hesitated, looked at Jiang Baoyu cautiously and said: "Little General Cui is your lord's best friend after all, if this kind of thing is said by a servant, you can't tell Little General Cui."

"Oh, tell me quickly, I have nothing to do with him talking about this kind of gossip in the boudoir?"

In this way, Fufeng strengthened his courage and said with a smile: "The Habayashi guard who came back to report to the queen mother said that General Cui's appearance at that time was like a pug dog seeing his master's return, hahahaha, hahahaha!"

"This description—"

Jiang Baoyu lowered his head and pondered for a while, then asked: "The Habayashi guard who was sent to arrest Cui Baoyu, is the fish commander?"

"That's right," Fufeng was still a little surprised, "I didn't expect that although adults are drunk, they are still sober?"

Immediately, Jiang Baoyu moved forward again, and hurriedly said: "What expression did Commander Yu have when he saw Hua Guoshi?"

"This," Fufeng hesitated, looked at Jiang Baoyu in wonder, and said, "This servant is not there, and Commander Yu won't say anything when he comes back."

As she said that, she asked doubtfully again: "My lord, do you doubt Master Hua and Little General Cui?"

But Jiang Baoyu didn't continue talking with her, just shook his head, waved his hands and said: "You go down first, and tell everyone that there will be more snacks at the palace banquet today, and I will go there later."

"Yes."

The wind went down.

Jiang Baoyu was still sitting on the bed thinking for a while, thinking that there must be something wrong here, Cui Baoyu is someone who is not convinced even by Shui Hanzhou, how could he bow down to Huarong, and she is still a girl.

It can't be, you fancy someone, right?
Jiang Baoyu shook her head subconsciously, she knew Cui Baoyu, he was not a womanizer, let alone a girl who was wearing a mask and couldn't even see her face, what kind of lust could she covet?
No matter what she thought, she was in a mess, so she shook her head violently, changed her clothes, and hurried to Shui Lige.

Today's palace banquet is the big one, Shui Lige waited for Jiang Baoyu to see the ceremony, then smiled at her and said: "Okay, there is no shortage of manpower to take care of the Ai family, you should hurry over and watch the banquet.

It is true that Jiang Baoyu is a female official working in the palace, but in the eyes of outsiders, she is actually a servant.

Therefore, at a palace banquet full of dignitaries, she does not have a place, and only patrols around the venue to see where there are imperfections.

The guests are almost here now.

Everyone is almost discussing how legendary and powerful this female national teacher of Zhao Guo is, she is a rare talent.

Some people also said that if the business can be achieved, it will be a feat that will benefit the world, so they will build a golden body for the female national teacher at the border instead.

Some people said that he didn't need to think about it, Zhao Guo had already made a sculpture for this female national teacher, and she was still in the Zhao Guo Guozi Prison.

Everyone was amazed. Since ancient times, there have been women who went to the Imperial College to study and teach. They could be molded into golden bodies for thousands of students to look up to and enshrine for generations. This beautiful face is probably the first.

For a moment, everyone looked out of the hall one after another, wanting to find out the true face of this peerless genius.

Jiang Baoyu also forgot about the past, just at this moment the palace servants called out Hua Rong's name, the light outside the door was strong, the entire door was shrouded in golden light, and it was almost impossible to see the surrounding objects clearly.

Only Huarong was not swallowed by the light, and walked slowly from inside.

She wears black arrow sleeves for long-distance running, and wears powder-soled soap boots. Her hair is simply raised up with a crown, without any accessories.

Although half of the mask engraved with Zhao Guo's totem covered her face, it couldn't hide the calmness in her eyes.

She walked among the courtiers of the Yan Kingdom, without the slightest embarrassment of a stranger, just as comfortable and confident as if she had returned to her own home.

Suddenly, everyone felt a feeling in their hearts.

Ah, this is our compatriots.

But soon, three or five strong men wearing Zhao Guo's costumes broke this reverie.

They saw that they were submissive to Huarong, saddled her and put a mat on her seat.

Those who thought Hua Rong was a compatriot just now shook their heads immediately.

Zhao people are so arrogant and will never admit defeat, how can they bow their heads and bow down to a foreigner, and act like a bull or a horse?
Others couldn't see it, but Jiang Baoyu recognized it thoroughly.

If she just sniffed her out yesterday because she was drunk and unconscious, now she saw her directly.

Jiang Baoyu was very familiar with her walking posture, the curved lips when she became confident, and even her habit of stepping her feet and lifting her robe to sit.

No matter how many years they haven't seen each other, she will never forget what she looks like now, especially after Huarong finished eating a whole piece of salt and pepper pork knuckle with relish, but didn't touch the fish on the table at all. I am more convinced of my inference...