Expensive marriage: The concubine is begging for peace again today

Chapter 13 Goodbye
King Jin and his party passed by the flower fence that was one person high, and through the gaps in the flower branches, King Jin saw Jiang Changning sitting there.

When going out as a guest, Jiang Changning was not dressed as plainly as that day.

A brocade long skirt with cherry red orchid grass, covered with a light red thin satin dress.

She is wearing a hanging bun, in which are three golden strands of twisted silk flowers, with cherry-shaped velvet flowers dotted on both sides, making her look very delicate.

Someone asked: "Sister Ning, what do you mean by laughing like that? Do you think that wise man is not smart?"

"I don't mean anything else by laughing, it's just laughing." Jiang Changning's soft voice sounded, making King Jin who was about to leave stop.

King Jin curled his lips, Zhuang Ling?

He really lives up to his name, romantic and dexterous, making people pitiful.

"I don't think Sister Ning's smile has any deep meaning. Sister Ning, why don't you tell me your opinion." The person who asked earlier said again.

After a pause, the man said: "Sister Ning, I always speak directly, you don't mind?"

"I don't mind." Jiang Changning smiled, "Since fifth sister wants to hear it, then I'll talk about it."

Under the eyes of everyone watching, Jiang Changning said slowly: "There are several questions in this wise man's story. First of all, how does the bead have nine bends?"

"The orb is a pearl that fell from the sky, and it naturally has nine bends and eighteen bends." Zhuang Qingmei forcefully explained.

"Okay, let's assume that the bend in the bead is natural. According to the wise man's method, use an ant to carry a silk thread, crawl from one end of the bead hole to the other, and thread the thread. Excuse me, how big is the ant?"

"An ant is very small." Zhuang Qingmei replied.

"Sister Yue, let someone catch an ant, and then bring a thread." Jiang Changning said.

Zhuang Juyue asked the maid to catch an ant in the corner.

"Come on, fifth sister, please tie this silk thread to the ant." Jiang Changning said with a smile.

Zhuang Qingmei said awkwardly: "This... how can this be tied?"

Zhuang Qingmei's behavior made Jiang Changning more and more disgusted, so he deliberately asked again, "The story of the wise man wearing beads is just a joke, let me smile, what's the problem?"

Zhuang Qingmei pursed her lips tightly, with unwillingness in her eyes.

"No problem, and it's quite reasonable." King Jin said suddenly.

The man's voice shocked all the women.

How could there be a man in this inner house garden?

Jiang Changning's eyes darkened slightly, could this be the scheme of the old lady Huang San?

Zhuang Juyue asked in a deep voice, "Who?"

"Fourth sister, don't panic." Zhuang Gongzhao hurriedly said, leading Jin Wang and others around the fence, and appeared in front of the girls, "Come and meet the prince."

Jiang Changning recognized the man immediately, she had met him in Wenxin Temple.

Frowning slightly, he is a prince, I don't know which prince it is, why did he come to the dealer?How did you come to this inner house garden?
After thinking about it, Jiang Changning did not move slowly, and saluted with all the girls, "I have met the prince, please greet the prince."

"Exemption from courtesy." King Jin Xu said with help.

All the girls stood up straight with their heads down. Except for Jiang Changning, who was really well-behaved, looking at the hands folded on his stomach with drooping eyes, the other girls raised their eyes slightly, looking at King Jin cautiously.

The reason why they are so rude is because this King Jin is not only powerful and powerful, but also has a good skin.

If there is a list of golden bachelors in the capital, King Jin will definitely be in the top three on the list.

The reason why he failed to rank first was because he was married again.

However, the former princess did not leave any heirs, and the second concubine had to be a concubine in front of the original princess' tablet, except for the festivals.

"Miss Zhuang, you are very insightful." Jin Wang walked three steps away from Jiang Changning, and smiled warmly.

"Thank you, Lord, for your compliment, but the girl's surname is not Zhuang." Jiang Changning calmly corrected his mistake.

"My king is rude, girl, don't blame me." King Jin said apologetically.

Zhuang Gongzhao couldn't wait to say: "My lord, this is my younger sister, whose name is Juyue."

He only mentioned his younger sister, and didn't introduce other girls by the way. It was very obvious that he was biased.

A daughter's family has the restraint and etiquette of a daughter's family, and her boudoir name cannot be easily told to others.

Zhuang Gongzhao didn't introduce him, and Jin Wang didn't take the initiative to ask, so no one was ashamed to report his name.

Under the envious eyes of all the girls, Zhuang Juyue walked out of the crowd with graceful steps, "Juyue has met the prince, please greet him."

"You don't need to be too polite, please get up." King Jin asked each girl's name one by one with his help and grace.

If so, he successfully knew Jiang Changning's name.

"Go on, I won't bother you." King Jin left satisfied.

"Congratulations to the prince." All the girls saluted.

Jin Wang and his party left, but his appearance had a profound impact.

The girls were no longer reserved as before, and they talked excitedly about King Jin.

There was a rumor in the capital that when you marry someone, you should marry the Prince of Jin.

This one said: "My lord is 12 years old, he can draw a bow and shoot wolves, that's amazing."

The one said: "My lord is 15 years old, and no one can surpass the palindrome poem he wrote so far."

"The prince was 17 years old. He led five thousand cavalry to raid the enemy's rear camp and burned the enemy's granary, forcing the enemy to retreat."

"The "Ode to the Zen Gate" written by the prince last year is gorgeous in rhetoric and profound in writing, and it will surely be passed down through the ages."

Jiang Changning picked up the teacup, and used the tea to hide the slightly raised corners of his lips.

Before Zhuang Qingmei asked her why she was smiling?

This question is difficult to answer.

Why does a prince who holds military power study Buddhist scriptures?

It's nothing more than the fear of the superiors, he has to do so.

Someone praised: "The prince is a gentleman like no other in the world!"

Some people praised: "The prince is brave and resourceful, a world-class hero."

There are also praises: "The prince is excellent in calligraphy and painting, and his appearance is better than Pan An!"

Any good word for him seems to be appropriate.

It was said that King Jin had been talking for half an hour before the girls changed the subject with unfinished content.

They talked about the twelve flower gods. Zhuang Jushui insisted that the plum blossom god of the first month was Princess Shouyang. Her reason was, "Women's plum blossom makeup comes from Princess Shouyang."

Qian Li believed that the god of plum blossoms in the first month should be Concubine Mei, reasoning: "Concubine Mei loves plum blossoms, and plum trees are planted everywhere she lives."

The two said that they had their own reasons, and let the others stand in line.

Zhuang Qingmei, who likes to stare at Jiang Changning the most, does not allow her to remain silent, "Sister Ning, how about you?"

Jiang Changning smiled faintly, "A tree is in full bloom with a fragrance of ice and snow, whose house is new to wipe off the winter makeup? People didn't know Heng Yiqu at that time, and they believed that the God of Flowers was Shouyang."

She didn't say it directly, but deliberately recited poems to answer, and also to retaliate against Zhuang Qingmei's words that she was not good at poetry.

She did not spend much time on poetry, but Zhuang Qingmei couldn't help but talk about it.

Of the 18 people, exactly nine supported Princess Shouyang and nine supported Concubine Mei.

Unable to resolve the dispute, Zhuang Juyue, the host, hurried to smooth things over, "The literati of the past dynasties enjoyed the flowers and wrote many anecdotes, so there are these twelve flower gods. Sisters don't have to be too serious."

Everyone finally stopped entangled in this issue, and continued to chat about other flower gods.

(End of this chapter)