Chang'an is good

Chapter 153 Seeking the Perfection of the Saint

Chang Suining nodded.

"Where did your Highness say exactly?" Duan asked enthusiastically.

"Your Highness didn't say anything, but he took me to see it in my dream." Chang Suining said very mysteriously: "It's in a garden, buried under a peach tree."

"In the garden, under the peach tree..." Mrs. Duan thought for a while, but said uncertainly: "There are five or six gardens in the princess' mansion alone, and there are peach trees planted in more than one place..."

It is not enough to rely on this as a clue to find the box.

"I remember the location in the dream very clearly. If there is such a peach tree, I will definitely recognize it." Chang Sui Ning said.

Of course, she couldn't go into too much detail, otherwise Duan Zhenyi would go find it by herself, why would she need to take her with her?

She is not a money-scattering boy, she wants to give a box of treasures to Duan Zhenyi for no reason, the reason why she mentioned this is because there are things she wants to get back there.

This time Ming Hou wanted to push her as a princess. Although there is a solution at the moment, this matter has also sounded the alarm for her-when someone throws her on the chessboard as a chess piece, if she does not want to have no way to resist If you don’t want to get out by self-injury, you need to prepare for some things early, and hold some things in your hands as soon as possible to prepare for emergencies.

Hearing that she could recognize the hidden object, Duan's eyes lit up slightly: "That really couldn't be better!"

She is considered a theist, and she has always preferred to believe in some mysterious things.

Anyway, it won't hurt to give it a try, what if it is really dug up?
She held Chang Suining's hand and said with a smile: "That being the case, after returning to Beijing, I will find an excuse and let's go to the Princess's Mansion."

Smiling and laughing, fearing that he would look too happy, he showed a look of sadness in front of the junior again: "It doesn't matter if it's something or not, the important thing is that if you can find His Highness's old things, it's a thought..."

Chang Suining also followed suit: "But it's just a dream, maybe it's just a dream that happens to be something you've been thinking about for a long time, and it may not necessarily help Madam find the old thing."

Too convincing, it seems ghostly.

Although... No matter from which point of view, this matter was indeed caused by ghosts.

Duan patted her hand: "It's okay, it's good to have a try."

As he spoke, he pulled her to sit down at the table.

Duan's look of sadness just now was not entirely acted out, and at this moment he couldn't help but talk about the matter of the Princess's Mansion: "...but I still remember the insane girl I saw when I went to the Princess's Mansion to pay homage. make?"

Chang Suining nodded, knowing that she was talking about Jade Chips.

"That female envoy was an old person who served by the side of His Royal Highness the eldest princess. She left the mansion suddenly for some reason and drowned in the river behind the mansion..." Duan said: "I heard that there are already two It happened many months ago."

Chang Sui Ning Xin thought about it.

Duan Zhenyi also knew about this matter, so it seems that the Ming Dynasty did not find anything, and for the time being, only the drowning of jade scraps was used to settle the matter.

Now Yuzhu is dead in front of people.

But maybe one day, he will come back from the dead—if one day, the truth of that year needs to be known.

"Now... people and things related to His Highness have gradually disappeared." Duan said with some sentimentality.

Looking at the hand held by Duan Shi, Chang Suining's evaluation is - this is getting far away, but it is still very close.

But at this moment, Duan Zhenyi's sentimentality does not seem to be acted out.

"No." Chang Suining said, "Isn't there still Madam remembering Your Highness?"

Duan Zhenyi is really talking about loyalty, so, her box of treasures will be cheaper than Duan Zhenyi.

The box was buried in the garden of the Eldest Princess' Mansion, which was located in the middle of the whole mansion. If she were to dig it alone, she would have to sneak into the mansion secretly. Once discovered, the consequences would be disastrous.

What's more, after the disappearance of Yuzhu, the security of the Princess's mansion is probably stricter than before. It is really not an easy task to sneak into the depths of the mansion and dig out a box.

Some things can be risked, and some things cannot and do not need to be risked.

Because Duan Zhenyi always remembered the box first, she used Duan Zhenyi as a cover so that she could dig it openly without causing unnecessary trouble to herself.

The money that should be spent cannot be saved, and the treasure that should be given must be willing to give.

……

After Ming Luo turned back from Ming Jin's place, he reported Ming Jin's injury to the Holy Book Emperor.

The Holy Book Emperor raised his eyebrows: "He really has no peace for a moment, and he has been confined for several months, but he has not been able to make him have the slightest memory."

Ming Luo also showed distress and blame.

"I heard that it was injured when competing with Mr. Chang's family?" Emperor Shengji asked.

"Yes, the lady of the Chang family is also present." Ming Luo said: "But it is said that it has nothing to do with the gentleman of the Chang family. It was Ah Shen who was eager to win and took away the war horse of the former crown prince without authorization. He is a fierce war horse, so he accidentally fell off the horse, so that he was accidentally injured by the horse of Lord Chang's family who was following him."

My aunt knew about the matter of the racecourse, so there was no need for her to say ambiguous words and blame the brothers and sisters of the Chang family——

Such behavior is too superficial and stupid, and it will make my aunt dislike it.

She might as well be fair and magnanimous, and blame Ah Shen herself for all the responsibility.

Anyway, she didn't care what happened to Ah Shen.

After all, Chang Suining is already the future princess, so it's not worth her troubles anymore.

In the future, she might as well be more generous.

"He actually moved Ah Xiao's war horse?" Emperor Shengji said in a displeased tone.

"Yes." Ming Luo lowered his eyes and said, "It was Governor Cui who personally placed it in this Furong Garden a few years ago."

"It's really reckless." Emperor Shengji frowned and asked, "Did Cui Qing know about this?"

"Cui Dadu rushed to the racecourse and brought the horse back." Ming Luo said: "I only think about Ah Shen's injury, and we will investigate Ah Shen's faults afterwards."

Emperor Shengji's expression was serious: "It should be punished well, and he should know that he can covet everything."

This nephew of hers is not only incompetent, but also considers herself too superior.

Hearing the meaning behind the emperor's words, Ming Luo restrained himself, not daring to answer casually.

"However, in this way..." Emperor Shengji suddenly thought of something, and his eyes moved slightly, "The out-of-control horse that the lady of Chang's family is commanding today is actually Ah Xiao's war horse?"

Just now Li Lu, Prince Rong's son, came to explain to her about the racecourse and how he was rescued by the girl from the Chang family.

Hearing Emperor Shengji's sudden question, Ming Luo reacted for a moment before saying: "I guess it's just right."

I don't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that there seemed to be an extension in the tone of the aunt's question, but she didn't know where it extended.

"She is quite capable, and she can even tame Ah Xiao's war horse." The voice of the Emperor Shengji was much softer, as if he was a little absent-minded.

Ming Luo couldn't figure out what the emperor was thinking at the moment, so he could only agree with it.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Until the Holy Book Emperor spoke again: "Is the dinner ready?"

"Return to Your Majesty, everything is ready."

Today is the last day of the Flower Festival. This last dinner is not held in the dining hall, but in the Furong Garden. The banquet is set up in the open air, and it is a night banquet for moon appreciation in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

According to calculations and observations by Si Tiantai, this year's mid-autumn moon will be the largest and fullest on August [-]th, which is why the moon viewing feast is scheduled for tonight.

The news of the Ming family's eldest son's injury spread like wildfire, but this did not affect the singing and dancing at the dinner party, and the exchange of wine and wine.

Duke Ying still appeared at the moon appreciation feast, with his second son sitting under him, but he did not see Mrs. Ying.

Tables for men and women are arranged on the left and right, with music and dancing in the middle, and a small table for two people on all sides, which is filled with seasonal fruits and delicate moon cakes, as well as fine wines.

The beautiful scenery and fine wine are exciting, some officials chant poems to the moon, and the emperor of the Holy Book raises his glass to invite his courtiers to drink together.

"Why don't you see Eldest Brother?" Cui Lang's eyes searched everywhere, but he still didn't see Eldest Brother.

"Mr. Dalang must be busy with official business." Yihu, who was kneeling and serving beside him, guessed, "Shengjia will return to Beijing tomorrow, and Mr. Dalang should have a lot of things to arrange."

The Xuance Army has the authority to guard the capital, and whenever the Emperor Shengji travels, in addition to the imperial guards, he will often appoint the Xuance Army to accompany him as a guard.

"That's right, elder brother is a very busy person." Cui Lang regretted, "It's a pity that there is such a good wine, beautiful scenery, good singing and dancing."

Since the eldest brother is not here, then he will also replace the elder brother's share.

Cui Lang intends to drink and enjoy the singing and dancing, but for some reason, his eyes are always uncontrollably looking in the direction of the opposite female seat, let alone enjoying the dancing, he even gradually feels that the sleeves dancing in the hands of those dancers are really in the way. I just wish I could take a pair of scissors and cut them all.

During the women's banquet, Chang Suining and Qiao Yumian sat together, and a neighboring girl invited them to drink fruit wine, but Chang Suining politely declined and replaced the wine with tea.

Chang Suining held his unfinished osmanthus honey tea and looked up at the moon.

The moon is full and round, and its brilliance is so bright that it is so close that it gives people the illusion that if you look for a high pavilion, you can touch it.

Cui Jing was also looking at the full moon in the sky.

He stood in a long corridor, the moonlight poured into the corridor, interlaced with the light cast by the lanterns hanging at the corner of the corridor, stretching the shadow behind him.

The young man is tall and straight, wearing a purple robe with a round collar of a first-rank military officer, and the beast emblem pattern embroidered on the chest, back, shoulders and sleeves is imposing. In addition, the young man's aura is alienated, and the sword is at the side, which makes people feel more aloof in the night. The feeling of being unattainable and unapproachable.

The moonlight, with the coolness of autumn, reflected between the young man's eyebrows, but it didn't add coolness to his cold eyebrows, but made his eyes appear a bit of hazy peace.

He has seldom felt such peace and tranquility.

This tranquility stems from his looking at the bright moon.

This round of bright moon is far away, and it is destined to remain so far away, and we can only see its light in the distance——

And at this moment, the distant light seemed to fall on him.

Cui Jing stretched out his right hand, the palm of that big hand with well-defined joints was a bit rough, but the moonlight falling on his palm was extraordinarily soft.

And he cherished and piously held the movement of the silent moonlight.

Yuan Xiang walked over and couldn't help asking curiously: "Great Governor, what are you picking up?"

He also stuck his hand out of the corridor to pick it up, and it was clear that there was nothing there.

Cui Jing came back to his senses, withdrew his right hand uncomfortably behind his back, and asked as sternly as possible: "Is everything arranged?"

"Yes, everything has been arranged according to the instructions of the governor, and we only need to return to Beijing tomorrow." After Yuan Xiang answered, he asked, "After everything is done, can the governor go to the banquet?"

"I won't go." Cui Jing walked out of the corridor.

He didn't like to attend the banquet, and the banquet was already over half.

As for the plan, after some discussions during the day, the timing was set on the Chongyang Harvest Harvest Ceremony next month.

In her words, there is no need to be too anxious about this matter, the decree of giving the marriage will not be issued tomorrow, and the court will inevitably have to "fight" for a while, so you might as well wait and see for a while, in case the Changsun family wins, then she You can be passively out, so you don't have to bother him to come forward.

If you can borrow the strength of others, there is no reason to let your own people contribute - this is her original words, and it is indeed in line with her usual style, and he was actually classified as one of her own by her at that time.

She has no shortage of solutions, nor does she lack the patience and determination to wait for a better and less labor-saving solution to appear on its own.

Well, that is to say, his plan is just backing up, and in fact he probably won't be able to help much again.

Thinking of this, Cui Jing wanted to laugh.

But it doesn't matter whether he can help, as long as she can solve the problem smoothly, if he can, he is willing to support her, it doesn't matter whether she needs it or not.

"Governor, you seem to be in a good mood today." Yuan Xiang said with a smile after leaving the corridor.

Cui Jing paused slightly: "Is there?"

"Yes!" Yuan Xiang nodded heavily, and couldn't help asking: "Is there anything happy for you?"

"Ah."

Cui Jing did not deny it.

Yuan Xiang's eyes lit up: "Then you talk to your subordinates, so that your subordinates can also be happy with you!"

After all, this is so rare!

Cui Jing: "No."

Refuse to be concise.

Yuan Xiang scratched his heart and lungs, but there was nothing he could do—the family reported good news but not bad news, but the governor of his family didn't even report good news. Finally, there was a happy event, but he was secretly happy by himself. Could it be possible to say this happiness? Can they still be separated?

……

In the Furong Garden, the moon feast is coming to an end.

Prince Rong's son Li Lu put the second cup of wine into his mouth. The wine was so spicy that he coughed from choking.

The personal servant looked nervous, and hurriedly patted him on the back: "Why do you want to drink wine, my son? You never drink alcohol in your daily life. How can you choke on two drinks in a row..."

It is rare for the prince not to be scared sick by the shock of the horse today, so why did he suddenly drink alcohol uncharacteristically?

I don't know if it was due to coughing or drinking, Li Lu's face turned reddish, and then, as if mustering up some courage, he got up and left his seat, walked in front of the crowd, and raised his hand to salute Emperor Shengji: "My nephew is bold, I have something to think about. Seek to be perfected by the sage."

There was silence all around, and everyone at the table looked over.

The Emperor Shengji had noticed his drinking behavior just now, and seeing his expression at this time, he asked with a smile: "Could it be that you have a girl you like and want me to marry you?"

This time the hibiscus flower banquet is not only about choosing the future princess, but also choosing a good match for the clan's children, and Li Lu's marriage was promised in advance by herself—as long as he can sleep well at the flower banquet People, she will be perfect.

But even if the word "as long as" is present, the other party's choice will also become a reference.

Emperor Shengji was a little curious, which girl would the only son of King Rong choose.

"Yes, my nephew indeed has someone he likes..." Prince Rong's tone was a little hesitant, but he finally made up his mind, and solemnly knelt down towards the Holy Book Emperor lifting his robe.

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