Eastward Flow

The man's eyes are deep, like a wolf glowing in the dark night, it makes people shudder.Zhong Lijin didn't have much contact with him in his previous life, so he didn't understand whether he was born with this way of looking at people, or whether it was just for her.But she saw a trace of surprise and inquiry from that gaze.

That kind of gaze was very short, just an understatement, and it slid past her.As his gaze left, there was still a faint trace of exploration.Zhong Lisuo collected himself and saluted Xu Renqing, "Hello, Mr. Xu."

Hearing this, Xu Renqing cast his eyes on her, and responded with a slight nod.Then, the man turned his eyes to Le Zhengying who was at the side, and said softly, "This is your brother? You two really look pleasing."

What he said sounded like a compliment, but his expression was as cold as a mockery when he spoke.Le Zhengying put on a smile, and retorted: "My little brother is naturally not as majestic as an adult, so it's best to be more pleasing."

Xu Renqing just looked at her, with no expression on his face, and passed them by as soon as he lifted his foot.After the young people who followed Xu Renqing greeted Le Zhengying one by one, the group sat down in a mighty way at the household department.

Zhong Lisuo sat down with her eldest sister. She looked at Le Zhengying's expression, thinking about what happened just now, and according to her age of fifteen or sixteen, she thought that asking more questions would be in line with the curious mood of young people. .So he asked: "Eldest sister, do you have a bad relationship with Mr. Xu just now? He looked a little fierce, and I was a little scared when he looked at me just now."

Originally, Le Zhengying didn't want to explain too much to the younger brother, but her last sentence aroused a spark of fire in the heart of the gentle Master Le Zheng.Le Zhengying pursed her lips, and said with a sneer: "He and I are classmates, there are some minor disputes, so don't worry about it. As for him being fierce with you...he never sees anyone prettier than him, he always wants to see someone who is prettier than him. Staring at him. Asu is more beautiful and handsome than him, so naturally he can't give you good looks."

Zhong Lisuo didn't have much contact with this sister, but Le Zhengying was indeed a reliable elder sister in his daily relationship. Today, it's unexpectedly cute to criticize others in front of her.Zhong lisuo was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

Her smile matched the young man's vigor and was extremely bright.The jade crowned boy in a crimson brocade robe rolled his eyes with a smile, and said softly, "It seems that sister really doesn't like this Master Xu, so Asu doesn't like him either."

In Le Zhengying's memory, Le Zhengsu will always be that pale child who lives in the backyard with a sick face that makes his mother cry.She had never seen such a vivid Le Zhengsu, so vivid that she thought it was another person.

That was the prince in the black brocade robe.

In the spring of that year, she went to the East Palace to look for the Crown Princess, and under the cherry blossom tree, she saw the Prince Zhaoming who had a shallow blood relationship with her but was very similar.

On that day, countless bright cherry blossoms bloomed in the backyard of the Eastern Palace.The sun was falling from the branches, and the young prince was sitting on the blanket laid out under the cherry blossom tree. In front of her were the documents assigned to her by the assassin, and the dignified and luxurious princess in a long skirt.

The prince, who was ignorant of government affairs, took over the government under the order of the assassin emperor, and under the embarrassment of all parties, he asked for help from the princess who was closest to him.The prince sat on his knees in front of the princess, watching her review the memorials with a red pen, and listened carefully to the princess' teachings.

After a long distance, Le Zhengying didn't know what they were talking about, but could only see the moving lips of the crown princess and the side face of the prince listening carefully.Not knowing what the concubine said, the prince suddenly clapped his hands and sighed, then raised his head and laughed.The smile on that handsome face was brighter than the cherry blossoms on the top.

Hearing the words, the princess raised her head, her beautiful neck like a swan slowly lifted up, and her eyes fell on the prince gracefully and intently.A smile appeared on that gentle and graceful face, neither thick nor light, but it just expressed her joy.

It was this light glance that made Le Zhengying still feel that the almost absurd gift of marriage that fell on her childhood friend Xuan Jingchen was not a bad thing.

At least, in her eyes, Prince Zhaoming is indeed a good man.

Le Zhengying was in a daze for a moment, then turned her eyes back to her younger brother, seeing her face that resembled Emperor Zhao, concealed the little thoughts in her heart, and said with a smile: "Good boy, Ah Su."

No matter how similar they are, they are not the same person.This is a truth that everyone understands, how could a woman like the Queen not understand.But even so, some people can't help but want a dream like a mirror image.

The fireworks outside the Yulong Pavilion were in full bloom, and the lights of Wanjia were lit up, illuminating the entire Yuanzhou City as bright as day.The light outside the window and the brilliance inside the pavilion reflect each other, making it bright.All the guests have arrived, and as the chime bell behind the fish play lotus leaf stage is struck lightly, all the golden lotuses floating beside the stage bloom.The flames flickered for a moment, and the colorful gauze fell from the roof of the pavilion. The teenagers and girls in colorful clothes dragged the gauze and fell from the sky, leaping towards the Yuxi Lianyetai.

Fourteen teenagers and girls met in the air, hugged each other's waist two by two, and took Qichen's dance steps along the silky gauze and mid-air.

The bright rhythm began to play along with the young people's dance steps, and those bright colors fell into Zhong Lisuo's eyes, turning into the most dazzling joy.

"Tonight is the New Year's Eve banquet bestowed by His Majesty, and it is also the feast of the world in Daqing. Your Majesty has an order. Regardless of your status, regardless of your ministers, you can rest assured that you will return drunk and enjoy yourself."

The speaker was a woman, Zhong Lisuo followed the voice, but found that it happened to be a place he couldn't see.The person who wants to speak must be the servant of the queen.

The servant has arrived, and His Majesty must be here soon.

For some reason, Zhong Lisuo's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little.She picked up a cup of tea in front of her and brought it to her mouth.At this moment, Zhong Lisuo heard an old but powerful voice asking: "Officer An, since the feast has been held, when will His Majesty arrive?"

As soon as Le Zhengying heard it, she knew that this was Ansu, the Prime Minister of the Right, who urged His Majesty's wedding the most.This old fox, is he still afraid that the queen will go back on his word?

"Returning to Prime Minister Wang, Your Majesty has already arrived at the scene. At this time, I have already enjoyed the Qichen Dance with all your lords. There is an ancient precedent for the monarch and his subjects to have fun together. Our Majesty is very considerate of all your lords." Officer An smiled. Reply, the voice just fell, causing a whisper.

The emperor doesn't hold a dignified position, so he doesn't know where he is in the Yulong Pavilion at this moment, so if he can't find the person specially arranged by His Majesty, the Ministry of Rites will be in vain.

The upright Prime Minister Wang was blowing his beard and staring in his seat at the moment, and the Minister of Rites beside him smiled and said, "Our Majesty is quite old-fashioned. Such a monarch and his ministers are happy together, and the surprise is just like meeting in the flowering season."

Compared with Wang Chengxiang's Zhongzheng Suzhi, the Minister of Rites with a long beard looks more romantic and chic.His words quickly made the prime minister think about it.Wang Youcheng glared at him, and said: "Meeting in the flowering period, dare you say that the good idea you gave His Majesty is this bad idea. Your Majesty is the Ninth Five-Year King, can he be like an ordinary woman?"

Minister of the Ministry of Rites smiled and said: "No, no, this is not a bad idea. Let His Majesty find it by himself, it is much better than you, a random pick."

Your Majesty is the Ninth Five-Year Honor, no matter which man you choose to be your husband.What's more, if you only want the heir of the emperor, then you shouldn't want a husband with a strong background.

The officials had their own considerations. The conversation between Prime Minister Wang and the Minister of Rites was heard by those who cared, and then passed on to the servants, and then to the ears of young men and women in various families.

Xu Renqing, who was sitting among a group of young people in the household department, also heard the news and showed a mocking smile.

When we meet in flowering season, is there anyone in this world who deserves another look from the queen?

When I heard the news that His Majesty was inspecting the Yulong Pavilion in micro-clothes, Xuan Jing'an, Princess Ping'an, was entertaining Wang Zhong of Yunzhong who came from afar to leave the curtain.After hearing what the attendant said in her ear, the eldest princess frowned slightly.

Seeing this, King Yunzhong, who was sitting opposite her, couldn't help asking carefully, "What's wrong?"

The princess raised her head, looked at the young man's gentle face and said, "Young sister took Huangjie to mess around."

"But sister-in-law... No, I mean, shouldn't His Majesty attend the banquet tonight?" Zhong Limu, who had expressed his intentions before arriving in Yuanzhou, didn't care about his embarrassing position caused by the officials, asked suspiciously.

The eldest princess sighed, turned her head and ordered the guards to follow the trail of the two people.

The banquet center of Yulong Pavilion is His Majesty the Ninth Five-Year Supreme.Nowadays, no one knows where His Majesty is, and the forces with different plans began to whisper to each other.The performance of the Fish Play Lotus Leaf Stage became more and more exciting. After the Qichen of the commanders, it was followed by the wonderful lantern night performance of the Hongwen Museum.

The show on the stage was very lively, and the chaos off the stage was equally exciting.Confident young men and women are full of expectations but uneasy, hoping to be seen more by that legendary heroic woman and get the chance to be with them for a lifetime.

Among this group of men and women, there was also Zhong Lisuo.She was full of anticipation, hoping to hear the queen's voice at the banquet.No, even be able to look at her from a distance.

Who would have thought that she would often serve in the Yulong Pavilion.

Where will you be?Zitong.

Will it appear in front of me?Zitong.

With such delusions in mind, Zhong Lisuo was a little restless.Cup after cup, she drank most of the pot of tea.Excessive actions attracted Le Zhengying's attention, so he asked, "Su, but the dishes don't suit your appetite?"

Zhong Lisuo nodded, then shook his head, and said to the elder sister, "I've had too much tea, so I want to relieve myself."

Le Zhengying smiled understandingly, found a waiter, and troubled her to lead Zhong Lisuo to have a rest.When leaving, Le Zhengying thought for a while and told him: "There are many people here, so don't run around, and come back soon after finishing the work."

Your Majesty's modest clothes, I'm afraid it's due to the flowering season.

The flowering meeting is an invitation for unmarried men and women of Yuanzhou nobles to meet alone under the recommendation of relatives and friends before they get engaged.To put it bluntly, it is to look at each other, and if it is appropriate, follow the parents' words and get married together.But now, it has evolved into a fixed process for aristocratic women to choose a partner.

If you are happy, it will be love at first sight, and this life will be settled.

For His Majesty tonight, if they are close to each other, they will settle down, marry back to the palace, and conceive an imperial heir together.

At this time, Le Zhengsu had better not appear in front of His Majesty.If that face that is too similar appears, I am afraid that His Majesty will think of the deceased Emperor Zhao again, and His Majesty will give up the determination he made so hard.

But your majesty, your majesty, where are you now?