The courtyard is deep in spring

Chapter 1

Dazhou Hongwu 17th year, Kyoto.

In late spring and March, the grass grows and the warblers fly, the willows are smoked by the gentle breeze, and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating.

Not long after the time of day, several horse-drawn carriages rushed forward on the bluestone-paved Qingyang Avenue. The sound of the wheels and horseshoes trampled heavily covered all the hustle and bustle, and the dust and smoke raised were more than one foot high. There is also a faint powdery smell that seems to be there, even if the team leaves, it will not leave for a long time.

"Did Concubine Rong go to the temple to offer incense and pray together with Mrs. Dingguo again?" Someone asked quietly as the motorcade left.

"Isn't it?" After the words fell, someone replied: "On the fifth day of every lunar month, Concubine Rong and Mrs. Dingguo would go to the temple to offer incense, in order to pray for His Royal Highness, and wish him a long life." , It's been more than ten years!" There was a bit of emotion in his tone.

"Concubine Rong is really kind to the First Prince..." the person who spoke said enviously.

"Yes, yes!" People echoed.

"But today, it's not the fifth day of the new year..." Someone in the crowd murmured, but his voice was drowned out by the discussion among the crowd.

……

After half an hour.

A majestic mansion on the north gate of Qingyang Street slowly opened its majestic gate, a sedan chair floated out slowly, descended the steps and stopped on the green brick floor in front of the mansion gate, and the manager stooped to walk Beside the sedan chair, bent over and said in a low voice, "Mrs. Tai, it's time to take the carriage."

As soon as the sedan chair curtain was lifted, the person sitting inside was revealed. It was an old lady with a serious face and tight lips. She was wearing a double-breasted gown with indigo silver silk embroidered with blessings and longevity. Wiping her forehead with pearls, her makeup was simple but exuded a sense of majesty. After hearing this, she raised her eyelids and glanced at the steward.

A shot of light shot out, and the person in charge suddenly trembled all over.

"En." After a long time, the old lady hummed lightly.

The manager breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stepped back. Soon, several well-dressed servant girls stepped forward and carefully helped the old lady out of the sedan chair.

At this moment, another small sedan chair was lifted out from the high door, and landed behind Mrs. Tai's sedan chair. Almost as soon as it landed, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted from the inside, and a beautiful woman with a gnat's head and crescent eyebrows The girl came down slowly from the inside. She was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a graceful figure. She was Ye Zhaoqing, the eldest lady of the Ningguo Houfu.

"Grandmother, Qinger will help you." Ye Zhaoqing got off the sedan chair, walked up to Mrs. Tai, and stretched out her hand to help her, but Mrs. Ye suddenly withdrew her hand and said expressionlessly: "No need! This kind of person is full of bad luck, don't come close to me! After you beat your father, do you want to beat me now?"

Ye Zhaoqing's face turned pale immediately, he bit his lip and couldn't say a word.

The maids and women all around lowered their heads, watching their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses.

This eldest lady of Ningguohou's mansion has been experiencing strange things in the mansion since she was born. Some eminent monks said that her eight characters restrained her father and her mother. The wife will order the eldest lady to kneel in the Jokhang Temple for a few days, saying that she is going to get rid of bad luck, they are already used to it.

It wasn't the first time that she showed no face like this.

Mrs. Ye got into the carriage with five layers of thick cushions, and the curtain embroidered with golden silk and wood hibiscus was slowly lowered from the outside.

"Okay, let's go, we won't be able to reach the Jokhang Temple before dark."

Ye Zhaoqing also went to her own carriage behind.

Soon, the carriages of the people in the Hou Mansion set off slowly.

The battle of Ningguohou's Mansion was not much worse than that of Concubine Rong and Mrs. Dingguo. Therefore, when the team passed through the city gate and headed for Jokhang Temple, the people still talked a lot: "Wow! Mrs. Tai of Ningguo Mansion also went to offer incense, and now the Jokhang Temple is going to be lively, by the way, why did they go to the temple?"

"Hush—" someone said in a low voice: "Don't you know yet? I heard that Marquis Yechen of Ningguo has done several things wrongly these days, which offended His Majesty and punished him to contemplate his mistakes behind closed doors in the mansion! Mrs. Old and old, choosing to go to incense at this time is nothing more than wanting to pray for my son! Don’t you understand this?”

"Oh, so it is like this." The person who asked the question before suddenly realized.

……

When the members of the Ye family arrived at the Jokhang Temple, it was already dark.

A little novice who used to receive them led everyone to a guest courtyard specially reserved for Ningguohou's mansion.

When everyone got out of the carriage and was about to enter the door, they suddenly heard the clattering of horseshoes behind them.

Ye Zhaoqing turned his head, and saw a person and a rider galloping towards this direction from the avenue at the speed of lightning. The horse was covered in snow white, and the rider was also in white robes. She was handsome, but before Ye Zhaoqing could react, the servants standing beside her exclaimed in a very frightened tone: "Miss, step back quickly!"

Because Mrs. Ye hated it, Ye Zhaoqing stood on the outside, bearing the brunt of all this.

While speaking, everyone had already moved away, and Ye Zhaoqing had no time to move, the man and the horse had already approached, only one step away from her!
The horse raised its two front hooves, and the wind and the smell of mud brought it across the face. Ye Zhaoqing frowned, and there were exclamations all around. She quickly dodged to the side, her figure was as fast as lightning, The next moment, the horse's two hooves fell heavily, which happened to be where Ye Zhaoqing was standing just now!
It is conceivable that if she slowed down by half a beat just now, she would be trampled heavily by the horse's hoof!
"It's so interesting that I haven't been scared to death yet!" Seeing Ye Zhaoqing escape, the man on the horse smiled lightly, turned over and jumped off the horse.

Ye Zhaoqing was still in shock. Hearing this ridicule, he couldn't help but look up. He saw that the visitor was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with narrow and long eyebrows that fell into his temples, and his facial features were carefully crafted, which was very attractive.The whole body is full of nobility, and there is no way to stare at it.He took a fixed look at Ye Zhaoqing, turned around and led the horse, and walked away. While walking, he said: "Mrs. Ye, Your Highness surprised the people in your house today, so I will come to apologize at another day." Dodged into the next courtyard.

Ye Zhaoqing raised his eyes and saw only a piece of snow-white robe that the man left when he left, which was actually embroidered with faint dragon patterns.She suddenly trembled.

(End of this chapter)