pungent peasant girl

Chapter 319 Another Plan

Concubine Yang didn't understand what Qing Rong said, otherwise, she wouldn't be as upset as she is now.

However, this was not the first time she had confronted Luo Ziyan and Meng Qianyan.

She has never been able to get a cheap one.

Both the emperor and the queen mother are here today.

She was terrified in case something went wrong.

Isn't it worth it.

She thought about it, and glanced at Qingrong in front of her from the corner of her eye.

She said to Qingrong: "Qingrong, although your method seems to work, I also believe that the investigation of the fifteenth prince will not be wrong. But, Qingrong, you also know that a concubine in this palace , Brother is outside the pass, if I do it all by myself, it may not be enough."

Qingrong looked slightly, "Then what does Concubine Yang mean."

"Of course I hope Qingrong, you and Shiwu will help."

Concubine Yang paused slightly as she looked at Qingrong, and then said, "What? Don't you want to?"

"Hehe, how could it be? We are in a cooperative relationship." Qingrong smiled, "It's ok, let's make an agreement like this."

Concubine Yang then said: "Qingrong, you are also a woman, and I know that your background is just a concubine, so your words may not have weight."

"What does it mean?"

"Hehe, what I mean by this palace is that if there is any, it's best for the fifteenth prince to export it."

"Niang Niang, this time it's clear that it's taken away, and it's up to you to take care of it."

"That's what I said, but I'm also a girl." Concubine Yang persisted in her insistence.

Qingrong gritted his teeth, "Hehe, that's fine, I'll tell Lord Fifteen to go."

"Hehe, that's good, I'm going to change clothes too."

After Yang Fei finished speaking, she headed towards Xinghe Palace.

Qing Rong also walked to the banquet venue in the Imperial Garden.

And at this time, Luo Ziyan and Meng Qianyan showed their heads from behind a fake landscape pavilion.

"Hehe, look, it's really not easy." Meng Qianyan said sarcastically.

Seeing Qing Rong sitting down next to Mo Yan, the fifteenth prince, he whispered to Mo Yan again.

Luo Ziyan's eyes were slightly cold, "I don't know what they discussed."

"Nine times out of ten, it has something to do with us, and if it has nothing to do with us, it will also have something to do with Ling'an Palace." Meng Qianyan said.

Luo Ziyan nodded, "They better not go too far."

Meng Qianyan smiled at him, "Don't worry, Ziyan, I know it."

She Meng Qianyan has always said that people don't offend me, I don't offend others, if people want to offend me, hehe, then I'm sorry.

There was another burst of laughter on the field.

Luo Ziyan took Meng Qianyan's hand, "Go, we should go there too."

Returning to his seat, Luo Ziyan looked around and saw that everyone was eager to try, and everyone's eyes were on Mo Yan.

Concubine Yue took a look at their husband and wife, and said with a smile: "Oh, Yan'er, this child is really playful, no, he's going to play Feifei Hualing again."

"Flying Flower Order." Meng Qianyan frowned, then raised the corners of his lips.

She thought it was some great trick.

Flying order.

These three words are really familiar.

Didn't Luo Ziting play this kind of trick when he first entered Luo's house?

It's so corny.

With a leisurely attitude, she leaned on the back of the chair, waiting for everyone's arrangements.

In her previous life, although she mainly focused on the field of bow and arrow, she did not fail in her Chinese studies.

Here in this life, she has read many books in Luo Ziyan's study.

It may not be difficult to get her with a mere flying flower order.

At this time, the empress dowager had already spoken with a smile, "Well, Yan'er's suggestion is very good, and the Ai family also likes it very much."

Concubine Yang flattered, "Why don't we start with the queen mother, and then one by one."

"Okay."

The Empress Dowager turned her eyes and landed on the wine glass in front of her, "Hehe, how about we play with the word 'wine'?"

"Of course it can." Concubine Yang smiled, "In the past, it was full of flowers and moons, so it's really boring."

The empress dowager nodded, "Okay, the first sentence of Aijia, everyone, please listen carefully. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and leave Yangguan to the west without any old friends."

"Haha, good." The emperor applauded, and then said: "Then I will 'sing to wine, life is good.'"

The courtiers applauded again.

Immediately afterwards, Concubine Yang recited Lu You's "A Tour of Shanxi Village", and Concubine Yue and her party followed suit.

These sentences soon reached Meng Qianyan's side.

At this time, suddenly a young eunuch came towards Luo Ziyan, poured wine into Luo Ziyan's jug, and diverted Luo Ziyan's attention.

Concubine Yang said at the right time: "Qianyan, it's your turn, what about you?"

Meng Qianyan grinned, "The minister there should be 'Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, immediately remind me'."

She answered casually and answered.

After Yang Fei heard this, the smile on her face stagnated, but she quickly called Luo Ziyan again.

Luo Ziyan studied hard since he was a child. If his family's business didn't require him, he would have come to the capital to take the imperial examination today. A mere poem would not be difficult for him.

After passing them, the other sons and daughters also said a word.

It didn't stop until someone got stuck and was fined a drink.

The empress dowager had a good time, laughing and laughing constantly.

However, Prince Qingrong's eyes showed a faint unwillingness.

Concubine Yang was even more displeased.

Cursing secretly what kind of idea Qingrong came up with.

Fei Hua Ling continued to play.

Meng Qianyan also relaxed his vigilance, Mo Yan and the others couldn't play anything new anyway.

So he simply played a little game with Mo Lianyi.

Therefore, she did not notice the gleam in Mo Yan's eyes.

The toasts are staggered, and Yan Yan is laughing.

This luncheon, hour after hour passed.

In a blink of an eye, it was the second half.

"Cough. Cough cough—"

Luo Ziyan behind him suddenly coughed violently.

Meng Qianyan looked at him subconsciously, only to see that Luo Ziyan's face was flushed red, and the veins on his arms were also exposed.

He seemed to be in pain, as if he was suppressing something.

Meng Qianyan was startled, and said in a low voice: "Ziyan, Ziyan, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Luo Ziyan shook his head, "I—I—don't know, I—I'm feeling bad—I'm so hot—"

"What? Hot!"

It's only spring, how can it be hot.

And well, why does he have such a scary face.

At this time, Mo Yan's voice rang above her head, she didn't know when Mo Yan came to him, "What's wrong with the son-in-law? Did you drink too much?"

"Maybe, I want Ziyan to take a rest."

With that said, she supported Luo Ziyan and was about to stand up.

But Mo Yan held her down, "Sister Qianyan, you don't have to work so hard, come here with two maids, and send the son-in-law to Yihuanju to rest."

"I--"

"Sister Qianyan, don't go, stay here and continue attending the Spring Festival banquet, this banquet will come to an end soon."

(End of this chapter)