The soft beauty is very good at flirting, and the soul of the ascetic prince is floating

Chapter 161 It has to be you Ning Zhaoyi!

In the Xuanzheng Hall, Song Jingzhang frowned and was still approving the memorial.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, he casually glanced at Zhao Youzheng who came in quietly, then continued to lower his eyes and write something.
"Has the reward been given?"

"Yes, it seems that Empress Ning Zhaoyi has just returned from Shoukang Palace. It seems that the Empress Dowager has also rewarded many things."

"Ha." Song Jingzhang chuckled, "She is quite clever."

After just a moment's thought, he knew clearly what this woman was going to talk to the Queen Mother about.

Although the second princess recognized her, she was not her biological child after all.

It was for Gu Wanyu's sake that he could give him a name to support him. As for the rest, he wouldn't bother with anything else.
Therefore, I never took the initiative to mention it to the Queen Mother.

But now it seems that with this woman's eloquence, the Queen Mother actually accepted the princess.

Zhao Youzheng lowered his head and said nothing.
Song Jingzhang glanced at her and said, "Why, is she unhappy when she learns that I can't come?"

Zhao Youzheng was startled and said hurriedly: "No, the empress knows the importance and is not dissatisfied at all. She only asked the servant to remind the emperor to eat in time and pay attention to the dragon body."

Song Jingzhang stopped writing and looked at him suspiciously.
If this is not good, then why is this slave looking so sad?

Zhao Youzheng had been serving him personally for many years, so he understood what Song Jingzhang meant.
In order to avoid causing more misunderstandings, he quickly took out the purse from his sleeve and offered it, "My Majesty specifically told me to give this to the Emperor."

That's it?

Song Jingzhang glanced at the plain purse embroidered with ink bamboo and raised his eyebrows.

He dropped the imperial pen and took the purse,
As soon as he took it and squeezed it gently, he realized something was wrong, and his suspicious eyes glanced at Zhao Youzheng again.

Zhao Youzheng lowered his head honestly, showing no sign of saying anything.

Song Jingzhang was amused and without hesitation, he opened it and saw neatly folded notes inside.
Slender fingers took it out and slowly unfolded it,

Juanxiu’s handwriting is clearly revealed——

[If love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night]

A half-open pomegranate with jadeite fingers is outlined with a few pens below.

Zhao Youzheng only glanced at it with his peripheral vision and quickly lowered his head.
In my heart, I admire Gu Wanyu with all my heart.
It has to be you Ning Zhaoyi!

Song Jingzhang glanced at him sideways, his face still stern, but a layer of blush gradually formed behind his ears.
"The fine brushwork is mediocre, and the handwriting is not that good either."

As he said this, he could not control the curvature of the corners of his mouth. He rubbed the dried ink twice with his fingers.

"It's still other people's poems written by Yu."

Although he said he was disgusted, his hand took out a piece of blank rice paper very neatly and wrote a line of words with a pen, "Shuashuashua",

After I finished writing, I picked up the paper, read it twice more, and blew it with satisfaction.

After the ink was dry, he put it in a delicate sandalwood box and threw it to Zhao Youzheng.
"Send it back."

Zhao Youzheng pursed his lips and suppressed his laughter, "Hey."

Then he quickly walked out with the box in his arms.

Song Jingzhang was left alone to read the note several times.

With a movement of his hand, he carefully placed it under the book on the dragon table that was closest to him and that he often read.
Then he continued to approve the memorial,

But the originally tightened brows were calm, and even slightly gentle.

In Chonghua Palace, Gu Wanyu was looking through the book Qingzhu had compiled.

When he entered the palace the day before yesterday, Song Jingzhang was rewarded with a batch of things. Not to mention the greeting gifts given by Lin and Concubine Shu.

Today, the Queen Mother and Song Jingzhang rewarded her with so many gifts, which enriched her treasury. Gu Wanyu looked at the densely packed words on the registration list and raised the corners of her lips slightly.
"That's right, I'll put everything I can put on display, and the rest will be used as a dowry for our sister Ying in the future."

"The master has planned a dowry for the second princess so early, shouldn't it be time for the prince-in-law to pick one up too?" Qingdai joked while doing needlework.

As soon as these words came out, several Qingguos in the hall pursed their lips and smiled.

"You are right," Gu Wan nodded thoughtfully.

"Oh! You should ask Xiaohuan to give Liufu and the others a message when they go out, and pay attention to the children of aristocratic families of similar age in the capital."

My son-in-law has been trained since he was a child so he can feel at ease.

Qingdai and Qingguo looked at each other, and they couldn't hold back their laughter. They didn't know who to start with.

At the right time, Ping'er walked in from outside and reported: "Madam, Manager Zhao is here."

Gu Wanyu stopped smiling and said, "Send him in."

I didn't expect it to be quite fast.

"This servant pays my respects to the empress." In a blink of an eye, Zhao Youzheng slowly entered the palace and bowed in salute.

Gu Wanyu waved her hand, "No need, Mr. Zhao will leave and come back, right?"

Zhao Youzheng nodded and bowed, "The emperor read the note from the empress and specially asked the servant to give this thing to the empress."

As he spoke, he raised his hands and presented the wooden box.

The nearest Qingguo took it and quickly handed it to her.
Gu Wanyu, who had already guessed what it was, raised his hand slightly, opened the cover, and took out the note inside.

The first thing I noticed was not the content on it, but the thin golden body with strong and flowing hands.
As handsome as the people from Jingzhang of Song Dynasty,
It was true that she had never practiced Shou Jin Ti when practicing calligraphy in the past, but whether she was copying or looking at famous calligraphy, she felt that she was not very satisfied.
This is the first time I’ve seen someone write in such a beautiful font.

Maybe Song Jingzhang can teach her in the future?
After admiring it, she turned her attention to the content——

【In order to have a book to meet me, I came from Landu to get lovesickness. 】

Compared with her almost-used "If love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night" is a hundred times more thoughtful.

Gu Wanyu pursed her lips and smiled, folded the note again and put it back in the box.
"I understand. I'd like to thank General Manager Zhao for making this trip. I happened to have just made crab apples. They taste pretty good to me. If General Manager Zhao doesn't mind, I'll bring some green fruits and go get them."

"Yes." Qingguo turned around neatly and took out a whole purse and handed it to Zhao Youzheng.
If it was something else, like gold and silver, Zhao Youzheng would have to think about it.
But if you say something so simple and flattering, he will naturally not refuse.
"The food around your Majesty is always of the finest quality. Even the Emperor praised me for it. I didn't expect this slave to have such a good taste today, so I didn't refuse and accepted it shamelessly. Thank you, Your Majesty."

He took the bulging purse and said, "Thank you, Miss Qingguo."

Then he stood still.

"Why, does Mr. Zhao have other things to do?" Gu Wanyu raised her eyebrows.

"Ah?" Zhao Youzheng looked up in surprise,

No, are you no longer sending notes back to the emperor?

Touching her calm gaze, I reacted instantly,
"Ah... no, not at all, I'm resigning."

He bowed his body and took a few steps back until he reached the door frame, then turned around and walked out quickly.

Gu Wanyu looked at his actions and felt funny in her heart.

"how?"

Seeing Zhao Youzheng come back empty-handed, Song Jingzhang frowned and asked coldly.

Zhao Youzheng felt the pressure that followed, and secretly complained in his heart.
Master Ning, this time you have harmed my slave!

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