After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

So this lack of power?

As long as I can establish a relationship with Princess Zhaohua, wouldn’t the power be mine?

Although his third brother is useless, he has a good-looking face. As long as he takes action, he can bewitch Princess Zhaohua.

The little girl was born out of wedlock and grew up in the mountains. Even if she was crowned a princess, she would not have much knowledge.

His third brother is a master in the world of romance. Could it be that he can’t win over a little princess?

Chengyang Bo Zhanqing had already forgotten the rumor that Princess Zhaohua killed everyone at the Chongyang Palace banquet.

I just subconsciously thought that a woman, and a country girl who had not received much royal education, would have no choice but to surrender when attacked by a nobleman from Kyoto.

Isn't that the case with women?

The old lady suddenly thought of something and asked with a gloomy face, "Is your wife still making a fuss?"

Hearing this, Zhan Qing's expression suddenly turned ugly.

That woman, worthy of her merchant background, was extremely short-sighted. She had received such a great favor from Princess Zhaohua, yet she kept it a secret so well.

If he had not taken the maidservant beside her early on and kept her as his concubine to work for him, he would probably not have known that the woman had such a magic weapon in her hands.

Zhan Qing was furious when he thought of the stingy look on that woman's face when she heard that he decided to use this favor to invite Princess Zhaohua into the mansion to support the family.

The old lady's face was not good either, but the birthday banquet was coming soon, and they were still counting on that woman to use her dowry to support the family, so they couldn't ignore her like this:

"Hurry back and comfort him. The birthday banquet is almost over. We can't lose face for our Chengyang Marquis's Mansion."

"Don't worry, mother. Your son will stay in your room for the next few days. Nothing will go wrong with the birthday party!"

"Okay, then remember, you must coax her well. Any further matters must wait until after the birthday banquet." The old lady frowned in thought, then added, "The most important thing right now is to spread the word that Princess Zhaohua is coming to our house to celebrate her birthday."

"I understand what you mean, mother. I'll tell someone to do it right away!" Zhan Qing walked out of the door with a happy look on his face. This was also the first time after he inherited the title that he hosted a banquet for Kyoto nobles in the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion as a host.

After all, he had been in mourning for his father for three years and often stayed indoors. This year he finally had the opportunity to mingle in the court, but the wind direction of the court had already changed.

Among all the nobles in the court, no one was willing to be on good terms with the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion.

After all, it was because he only held a nominal position in the court and there was no one in the army who could match him.

By his generation, the Chengyang Marquis's Mansion had shown signs of decline.

If the lady had not met Princess Zhaohua by chance and lent a helping hand, it is estimated that only a few families would have been invited to her mother's 60th birthday.

Now, as long as the news of Princess Zhaohua's arrival spreads, all the prefectures in Kyoto will give her face no matter what.

Therefore, on the day the news came out, all the governments were discussing:

[Have you heard? The Chengyang Marquis's mansion is hosting a birthday banquet, and Princess Zhaohua has been invited to celebrate.]

[This is nonsense. Princess Zhaohua is so noble, why would she go to such a poor family to celebrate her birthday?]

[This is news from the Chengyang Marquis's Mansion, it has been confirmed]

[If that's the case, then this matter really can't be taken lightly...]

[I heard that His Majesty is currently selecting a consort for Princess Zhaohua?]

Is this true?

[Really, more real than pearls, His Majesty loves her so much that he even takes Gu Mingzhe, the leader of the Four Young Masters of the Capital, into account.]

[If that person is here, what chance do we have? ]

[He is the Prime Minister's legitimate son. Even if Your Majesty is willing, if the Prime Minister is not willing, there is nothing you can do.]

What happened to the Prime Minister? Does he dare to disobey the order?

After the news of Princess Zhaohua seeking a consort spread, Prime Minister Gu hadn't attended court for several days. Young Master Gu had also been away from home for a long time, reportedly because he was ill.

If that's the case, then don't we have a chance too? There are always one or two people in the family who are neither good at literature nor martial arts. Even if they don't take the imperial examination, it won't be a big deal.

[That makes sense. If I can marry the princess, we'll be considered relatives in the royal family, and it will be much easier to get things done in the future...]

[In that case, then, should we accept this post? ]

[We must accept it. The princess has already gone. If we don't go, wouldn't that be breaking the rules?]

【This is also true】

..........

On the eve of the birthday banquet, all the mansions were discussing whether to attend the birthday banquet of the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion. Those who held high positions disdained to attend this banquet. She was just a princess and there was no need to give her face.

Most mansions would consider the pros and cons. The Chengyang Marquis's Mansion is not important, but making friends with a princess is very important.

There are also families who have handsome sons but are not good at either literature or martial arts, and want to use them to seduce the princess and win the title of royal son-in-law. They all give their sons strict instructions.

This is a rare opportunity to meet the princess, so I must find a way to leave a good impression on her.

Time passed in such waves of discussions and calculations, and soon the day of the birthday party arrived.

It was a clear autumn day with crisp skies.

It's a good day to travel and have fun.

Zhong Ning was forcibly pulled up early in the morning, dressed, and put on makeup. She wore a yellow Bixia Luo embroidered with a Vermilion Bird, a long pink smoke gauze skirt that dragged on the ground, and a Qiluo soft green gauze in her hand.

A peony-shaped velvet flower is inserted diagonally into the wind-blown bun, making her look rich and noble.

"Stop... just keep it simple..." Zhong Ning quickly called a halt. After this set of moves, the performance had momentum, but it seemed too elegant and luxurious.

This doesn't seem like they're going to celebrate a birthday, but more like they're going to mess things up.

No matter how noble your status is, you cannot steal the limelight from the host.

After hearing this, Su Xin started to match her clothes again.

Take off the Bixia Luo and pick the peony flowers.

She changed into a floor-length dress in the color of Xiang Fei (Fragrant Concubine), a cloak of Pinyue satin embroidered with magnolia, and a chest wrap made of turquoise brocade.

The cuffs are also embroidered with delicate gold butterflies.

The hem of her skirt was a thin layer of silk gauze as light as mist, and she wore a gold belt around her waist.

Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her lips are like pearls, and a red gold hairpin holding a southern pearl is used to hold her black hair together, forming an exquisite Lingyun bun, and paired with a red gold phoenix pearl crown.

On her ears were red jade earrings with kingfisher feathers and pearls, and on her chest hung a red gold pendant inlaid with hibiscus and crystal rings.

The whole person looks very noble, with a slim figure and a graceful temperament like orchid.

After everything was dressed up, Zhong Ning had a simple breakfast and wrote two pages of a new story in the study. Then he leisurely got into the luxurious carriage that had been prepared long ago and headed towards the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion.

In Suxin's words, she didn't need to go too early, as long as she arrived before noon.

After all, she is a princess of the royal family. Even if she attends the birthday banquet, she can just sit there for a while. There is no need to take it too seriously.

Zhong Ning expressed that he had learned a lesson. Su Xin was indeed a maid who had been carefully trained in the palace. With her around, it would be much more convenient for him.