"Junjun, Prince Yin has recovered from his illness. Is he going to complain about his poverty to His Majesty today and ask for some benefits before leaving?" Song Jinxiu communicated with Junjun through her spiritual consciousness.
"He doesn't want to go back. This morning, an old man in front of the carriage told him to stay in the capital."
Not going back?
The prince stayed in Beijing, what did he want to do?
Participate in politics?
Song Jinxiu blinked: It’s better not to go back.
You want to participate in politics, and I don't want you to leave.
Song Jinxiu learned from General Wei that there was something wrong with Xiliang Hou's thanking for his merits, and she began to think about it.
If Prince Yin wanted to rebel, Marquis Xiliang would be his most powerful military supporter.
If we let the tiger go, he will lead his troops to rebel, and the people will suffer.
It's better to stay in Beijing.
Your Majesty took this opportunity to deal with Xie Gong, Marquis of Xiliang. Re-station troops to Liangzhou.
Without military power, Prince Yin Liu Chu would have no capital to rebel and would not be a threat to Your Majesty.
Song Jinxiu watched as the eunuch quickly moved a stool and placed it in front of her.
Eunuch Hai came down personally and helped Prince Yin sit down.
Therefore, Song Jinxiu began to measure Liu Chu openly.
It is said that this person is thirty-eight years old. He looks to be in his early thirties at most.
However, this Prince Yin is so handsome?
Because of his illness, his skin looked a little pale, like a carefully carved porcelain figure. His high nose bridge was as straight as a cliff, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his facial features were distinct, and he was extremely handsome.
Then he looked at the emperor with slightly red eyes, and the pair of slender peach blossom eyes under his sword-like eyebrows seemed to be able to speak, showing admiration and deep affection.
This emperor is not your biological father, but your half brother. Why are you like this?
Song Jinxiu couldn't help but shudder.
The scumbag dad likes to cry, and he has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes.
But the scumbag dad’s biggest wish is to have them take care of him in his old age and see him to the end of his life.
But this person, under her beautiful appearance, might be plotting this.
In March, when spring is in full bloom, Song Jinxiu, at the invitation of the old lady of General Dingguo's mansion, went to Fuhua Temple to admire the peach blossoms.
It was a warm spring day, and Song Jinxiu took her sister and set off in a carriage.
Fuhua Temple is located in Fuhua Village in the western suburbs of Beijing. The slope is planted with peach trees, and at the foot of the village is a large field of golden rapeseed flowers.
The peach blossoms are pink and the willows are green, and there is a golden wave below, the scenery is very beautiful.
The old lady and the general's wife were listening to sutras in the Buddhist temple. Song Jinxiu didn't have time to stay here. She came here just to relax and see the beautiful scenery.
The old lady smiled and said, "You young people can't sit still, go to the peach forest and play, and come back when it's time to eat vegetarian food.
After bidding farewell to the old lady, Wei Lanrong and Tian Yuanyuan smiled and pulled Song Jinfang along. Following Song Jinxiu out of the Buddhist temple, they called out to Wei Qidong, "Fourth Uncle, let's go see the peach blossoms together."
Wei Qidong nodded, "Princess, if you want to see the peach blossoms, follow me. We will take the east road. The peach blossoms here are in full bloom."
The peach blossoms in Fuhua Temple are indeed beautiful. A few people were chatting and laughing while enjoying the scenery and came to a pavilion.
There were three people sitting in the pavilion. It was Chen Yaer, Cui Zixuan and Li Wan.
As soon as these three people saw Song Jinxiu, their faces darkened, especially Chen Yaer. Because of all the setbacks that had happened to her, she dared not even think about becoming the prince.
The first famous young talent in the capital is Duke Zhenguo Su Mo, but Su Mo is the brother-in-law of his second uncle, so they are of different generations.
Then there are Li Yicheng, the son of Marquis Cheng'en, and Sima Fei, the eldest son of the Grand Princess, but the two are already engaged, so it is impossible for her to be their concubine.
As for Prince Yin and Prince of Yun, they are just idle princes and do not provide much help to the family, so they are not considered.
Next is Wei Qidong, the fourth son of General Dingguo’s Mansion. Zu 꿵 has already asked someone to arrange her marriage with Wei Qidong.
So now that she saw Wei Qidong, she suppressed her disgust for Song Jinxiu and came over to pay her respects: "Greetings to General Xiao, and to all the ladies. Are you here to enjoy the flowers?"
Wei Qidong hummed politely, took a step back and distanced himself from her.
Wei Lanrong stepped forward with a smile, "It turns out to be Sister Chen. Hello, Sister Chen."
Cui Zixuan looked at Chen Yaer who took the initiative to come forward and greet her, feeling disdainful in her heart.
She came here to relax, but the medicinal herbs she had stockpiled with great difficulty were burned, and the culprit has not been found yet. She even suspected that the Li family was stealing from the company.
There are so many medicinal herbs. Even if they are burned, it is impossible for them to be burned up all at once, right?
Could it be that the herbs were burning from the inside?
Therefore, today, when Li Wan followed her and kept a low profile, she didn't even look at her.
Li Wan was even more depressed. Ever since her grandfather was dismissed from office, her status had plummeted.
In the past, Sister Cui could talk to her about anything, but now she is like a maid and people ignore her.
Cui Zixuan was in a bad mood, and when she saw Song Jinxiu, Wei Lanrong and others, she looked even more unhappy.
What happened to the princess? Even if she was a princess, she couldn't change her origin as a country girl.
What happened to General Dingguo's Mansion? She is going to be the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo in the future.
Moreover, she was the disciple of the leader of Xuanxi Sect, so she didn't take these people seriously at all.
When Li Wan saw Song Jinxiu, her eyes were about to burst into flames.
These days her status plummeted and she suffered from the indifference of human nature.
It’s all this damn girl’s fault. If it weren’t for her, how could my grandfather have been dismissed from office?
If grandpa hadn't resigned from office, then I would still be the eldest daughter of a fifth-rank official. Why would I have to depend on others so much?
"Bah!" Li Wan spat fiercely and rolled her eyes.
Wei Qidong looked at the three people who dared to disrespect the princess and scolded them coldly: "How dare you? How dare you be rude to the princess, do you want to be beaten?"
The three of them were upset.
Chen Yaer was the first to react. She suppressed her anger, turned around gracefully, and bowed to Song Jinxiu, "Miss Xiao greets the princess."
Song Jinxiu glanced at her with a half-smile. If Chen Yaer hadn't been gritting her teeth when she spoke, she would have believed that she was sincere.
Cui Zixuan stood up in a sarcastic tone, "Hello, Princess Kang Le, we are here to greet you."
As he spoke, he bent over.
Li Wan was scolded by Wei Qidong and was so scared that she dared not speak anymore. She followed Cui Zixuan and bent down, which was considered to be an acceptance of the truth.
Wei Qidong frowned. These ignorant women were so arrogant to the princess.
Ever since Song Jinxiu saved his elder brother, he felt that Song Jinxiu was the boss, and all the women under her were not as good as the princess.
Song Jinxiu was too lazy to pay attention to these people and ruin her mood.
She pointed to the rapeseed flowers in the distance and said, "Let's go to the rapeseed field. I'll find some time to draw a portrait for you later.
"Yes, yes. The princess's paintings are worth a fortune. If I had one, I would keep it in the bottom of my box as my dowry."
A few people went downstairs while chatting and laughing, and Cui Zixuan and the other two looked even uglier.
Chen Yaer watched Wei Qidong following Song Jinxiu's lead and twisted her handkerchief into pieces.
Behind a peach tree, a little girl with mud all over her face was looking at Song Jinxiu's back and murmured: Is she Princess Kangle? Which princess from the people dares to speak up for the people?
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