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Chapter 238 Liangzhou Flying Snow
"This eldest grandson of Zhang Guogong's family, we have seen the princess before!"

Hua Frown's eyes have been bent into crescent moons, as if he was saying something particularly miraculous.

"Is it him?"

Suddenly, that handsome young general who had only met once appeared in her mind...

"Is that General Zhenyuan, Zhang Twelve?"

That's right, his surname is also Zhang, and he suddenly appeared in the palace. His identity shouldn't be simple, right?It's just that his name is so strange, she thought about it for a long time when she heard it for the first time...

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from the princess! I heard that Prime Minister Yang proposed to let General Mo Li fight, but His Majesty insisted on letting General Zhang fight! It seems that this general is really capable, otherwise how could His Majesty do this?"

Hua frowns and said with a smile, at the same time, he hopes that General Zhang, who is handsome and comfortable to look at, can defeat the people of Wu, so that the princess will not be married to Wu!
Princess Yilan smiled lightly and said, "I hope so..."

His eyes flicked out of the window, wondering what he was thinking...

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Because Liangzhou is located in the extreme west of the Tang Dynasty, the snow comes earlier than other places.

It has been nearly 20 days since Zhang Twelve left Liangzhou, and the time has entered the twelfth lunar month, and the weather is very cold.

On this day, Liangzhou suddenly snowed, and the heavy snow like goose feathers fell down one after another, dyeing Liangzhou into a piece of snow white.

When I woke up, the snow on the ground was no thicker than my ankles.Because of the heavy snow, the masters from the Lu residence did not come to the Lu family again. A group of children had a day off and played carefree in the snow to their heart's content, laughing and laughing one after another.

In Chen Qiaoxi's wing room, the stove was burning very hot. Three women sat around in front of the stove, watching the heavy snow that was still falling outside the window. Everyone had different thoughts.

Two of the three women are naturally Lu Fujing and Chen Qiaoxi, and the other is Wang Yunshi, the daughter of Wang Zhifu.

About ten days ago, Wang Yunshi would come to Lu Mansion to look for Chen Qiaoxi every day, saying that she wanted to chat with her, but Chen Qiaoxi was not as free as she was. A new task - to teach Lu Fujing to write poetry...

She did not refuse, and was even very happy, because the task of teaching poetry could not be completed in a day or two, which meant that she would be able to come to Lu's residence every day in the future, and she was very satisfied.

But time flies, ten days have passed in a blink of an eye, and it has been 20 days since that person left, why hasn't he come back?
The stove in the room was in full swing, and the iron pot on the stove was sizzling. Lu Fujing looked at the snowflakes outside the window, and sighed: Where did he come back from such heavy snow?

She trusted Zhang Twelve, so she never worried about it before.

Everything he said to her was true. Since he said he would come back, he would definitely come back—but why did she become a little shaken as time passed?

"Miss……"

The servant girl Qiuping's voice interrupted the thoughts of the three of them. The cloak on her body was covered with a layer of snow, and she shook it off before entering the house, and then stepped in.

"Miss, General Guo Shou is back..."

General Guo is back?

The three women were taken aback for a moment, and immediately burst into smiles, Guo Shoujiang is back, is he back too?

But looking at Qiuping's face, she's not particularly happy, could it be...Lu Fujing suddenly had a bad thought...

"Qiuping, what's wrong?"

Lu Fujing asked in a rare soft voice, the voice was very soft, as if a slight increase could overwhelm her psychological defense.

"Miss...Guo Shoujiang came back by himself... Young Master and Lu San...didn't come back! Wow..."

Having said that, Qiuping burst into tears.

She didn't do this because of Zhang Twelve. Although she also admired Zhang Twelve, she was worried about his affairs - let's leave it to these ladies. He was concerned about Lu San!
Yes, the trip to Taizhou not only made the relationship between Zhang Twelve and Lu Fujing improve by leaps and bounds, but also some inexplicable relationship took place between the servant Lu San and the maid Qiuping...

If Zhang Twelve doesn't come back, Lu Sangen won't come back, that's why the little maid has this expression...

"Didn't you come back?"

Lu Fujing, who was so excited that she stood up just now, slumped back on the stool weakly, feeling a sense of loss spontaneously.

"Miss, General Guo is here! Master and Madam let you all go to the front hall!"

At this time, a young man outside the door came to report.

"Okay, you go back first, we will be there soon!"

It is estimated that he asked General Guo to bring the news, right?Lu Fujing exchanged glances with the two women, then walked towards the front hall...

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Jingzhou, Prime Minister's Mansion.

When he heard the news that Yang Feng brought back, Yang Zexin was still very excited.

Things have gone wrong these few days, the grandson of the prime minister was beaten up but dare not say anything, and even greeted him with a smile, who wouldn't feel aggrieved?

Today, he was ridiculed by the third prince of the Wu Kingdom. He had no heart to beat that third prince for his country, but Emperor Tang disagreed. What can he do?
The anger in my heart...

So the news that Yang Feng brought back just fulfilled his wish, but Yang Feng poured cold water on him and said: "Zexin, for tomorrow's competition, just do your best, don't pay too much attention to it..."

"Grandpa! Don't you think I'm no match for the third prince of Wu?"

Seeing the fearlessness on his grandson's face, Yang Feng sighed in his heart: Hey, he's still too young!
He didn't want to hurt his grandson's morale, but he had to say that, after all, he had heard about the strength of the third prince of Wu. He had already admitted before that, in terms of poetry alone, he was no longer an opponent of his apprentice.

Yang Zexin's poems are at the top among the younger generation of the Tang Dynasty, and they can even be compared with several masters, but they are only comparable to each other—how can they compare with the third prince of Wu who surpasses everyone?

But the way he walked was too smooth, if he suffers a bit, it may not be a bad thing for him.

Yang Feng thought about this, and said again: "Zexin, let go and do it, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose."

If you lose, the princess will marry far away.

After winning, the third prince of the Wu Kingdom voluntarily left.

Regardless of winning or losing, Wu Guo will not attack Datang rashly.

This is the result that Yang Feng, the prime minister, would like to see the most. As for whether the princess will marry far away, he actually doesn't care.

If he lost, he wasn't too worried that Emperor Tang would take his anger out on Yang Zexin, after all, they were not alone.

The Zhang family boy has such a holy family, so he really lost, because with him, Tang Emperor will not be too angry, right?

"What? He will also participate in the competition?"

When he heard that Zhang Twelve would participate in the martial arts, Yang Zexin had an unbelievable expression on his face...

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