MTL - Kunning-Chapter 119 palace flower

The person who taught the affairs of Qianqian Tianjiao invited Zhang Zhe to talk to a place with few people outside, and it seemed that he wanted to discuss some things.

Zhang Zhe was naturally not afraid.

He secretly carried some tokens and secret letters of the Heavenly Sect that were found on Gong Yicheng's body. He just took this opportunity to gain the trust of these people, so he turned around and told Jiang Xuening, "Don't wander around, wait until I come back."

Seeing Jiang Xuening nodding her head in agreement, she went with the others.

Jiang Xuening was obedient and didn't wander around.

It's just that it's not like last night when it was dark and busy, no one noticed, but the sky is bright, even if someone's face is smeared with black ash, it can be seen that the facial features are excellent, and they are the embryos of beauties. Xiao Dingfei even revealed the identity of her daughter's family. As soon as Zhang Zhe left, everyone's eyes turned to her face.

In the corner, Xiao Bao, who was braided into the sky, stared at her for a long time.

After a while, I did not know where to find a water basin, filled it with water from the stream, and said to her with a smile: "It turned out to be Mrs. Zhang's younger sister. I was negligent last night. Sister, did you wash your face?"

Jiang Xuening couldn't help but startled.

She subconsciously looked at Xiaobao's fingers, probably after washing in the morning, and the ink stains on her hands from yesterday were gone.

The other party looked at him with bright eyes.

But her heart was slightly awe-inspiring.

Zhang Zhe had already given her an identity, saying that she was his younger sister, this little treasure who didn't know her background but apparently belonged to the Heavenly Sect, and brought the water in person.

Turning around, other people were also washing by the stream.

The next step is to walk all the way, she does not wash the water in front of her, and continues to have a black and gray face, maybe it is a guilty conscience, some "there is no silver three hundred taels here", and she is afraid that it will cause people to be suspicious. The lesser of two evils, Jiang Xuening thought about it in his heart, then smiled calmly, thanked him gently, and really bent down to wash his face.

Little Bao'er looked at her curiously like a child looking at a beautiful **** the street, and did not leave.

The icy water of the stream in the morning removes the grime.

The girl's pretty white face was revealed, even without makeup, it still looked too good in this barren mountain.

Most of the other congregants of the Tianjiao and the prisoners who escaped from the prison are big and rough. The most beautiful ones I have seen on weekdays may be the girls next door or the painted prostitutes in the brothel. See?

At first glance, many of them were dumbfounded.

Xiao Bao frowned quietly when he saw this face, but no one noticed, and then he clapped his hands and shouted happily: "Sister is so pretty!"

Jiang Xuening wanted to take this opportunity to have a chat with the kid, to find out the truth.

Unexpectedly, before she could speak, Xiao Bao had already slapped himself on the head, said "too bad I forgot about it", and ran away in a hurry.

Everyone only said that the child forgot to do something and hurried to do it, but they didn't care.

But Jiang Xuening felt that something was wrong in her heart, and she didn't go to other people's side to join in the fun, she just paced out and looked at the dense forest where everyone went to discuss from afar.

Her face was washed clean, her eyebrows and eyelashes were wet with drops of water, and she was still wearing a men's robe that didn't fit well and was even a bit too simple, but it was more and more like a lotus in clear water.

So Zhang Zhe finished the discussion with everyone, and after walking out of the dense forest, he found that the situation seemed a little strange.

The people who saw him along the way were all smiling, even a little courteous.

A Jiangyang thief who had already changed his prison clothes took the initiative to hand over cooking cakes when he passed by, and said with a smile: "Master Zhang hasn't eaten in the morning, so let's make a cushion first?"

Zhang Zhe glanced at him: "Thank you, but I'm not hungry."

Another strong man with a scar on his face came up to him boldly: "Mr. Zhang is really powerful. I haven't seen such a powerful person in a long time. We misunderstood last night. I didn't expect that Jiao Didi's little girl turns out to be Lingmei, don't worry, we will never let anyone hurt her along the way."

Zhang Zhe: "..."

Before he could answer, a Tianjiao congregation next to him who was adjusting the saddle snorted contemptuously, and interjected: "What is your status as a girl, you are so impatient to eat swan meat, you are not afraid of burning your mouth. "

The complexion of the scarred man suddenly changed.

Zhang Zhe finally understood what was going on, because when he walked back, he looked up and saw Jiang Xuening standing under the wall in front of him. The girl was still wearing his robe, but the slap-sized Bai Shengsheng's little face was already exposed, and she was looking up at the murals on the wall that had been almost eroded by the wind and rain. The corners of the eyes and the tip of the eyebrows make people unable to look away.

And at this time, there was an unsightly figure beside her.

It was the Tianjiao Dingfei son who looked bored and found an excuse and slipped away when everyone was discussing things.

Xiao Dingfei was not at all interested in those **** things of the Tianjiao. When he saw Zhang Zhe take out the token, he was absolutely convinced that the old grandson of Gongyicheng must be dead. After thinking about it, he might as well go out for a stroll.

After all, he was still thinking about the beauty outside.

When he came back, he happened to see Jiang Xuening standing under the crumbling temple wall, and for a moment he thought it was the Wushan Goddess in the painting, so he couldn't help but lean over.

The portraits outside the temple are nothing more than Buddha statues, not to mention collapsed, collapsed, and the colors have long been blurred, making it difficult to see clearly.

What's so cool about this?

Xiao Dingfei was ignorant, and wanted to pretend to be a few words, but he couldn't think of any good words after searching his brain, so he just struck up a conversation very straightforwardly: "Miss, do you want to study Buddhism?"

Jiang Xuening was just waiting for Zhang Zhe, and he was afraid of the Heavenly Sect and those people who came out of the Heavenly Prison, so he couldn't get too close, so he just stood under the wall and took a casual look.

Where is she a learned person?

In the previous life, she was very similar to Xiao Dingfei in terms of "ignorance and incompetence".

Earlier, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Xiao Dingfei approaching, and now she was not surprised to hear him talking, she smiled from the bottom of her heart, and deliberately looked unreasonable: "I don't care."

There is simply no room for words in these few words.

If someone else heard it, they would have choked to death, but Xiao Dingfei is not someone else after all.

His complexion didn't change a bit, and he clapped his hands and smiled: "That's just right, I don't understand it at all, I hate these boring things when I see it. I didn't expect that the girl is not interested, this is really like-minded."

I haven't seen him for a lifetime, but this man is still as thick-skinned as ever.

Jiang Xuening took a step aside and didn't speak.

Xiao Dingfei followed up very naturally: "Does the girl live in the capital? I also stayed in the capital for a while, but I haven't heard of the girl's name. I'm really lazy. My name is Dingfei, and the girl can just call me by my name." I don't know how to call the girl?"

Jiang Xuening raised her eyes, but unexpectedly saw Zhang Zhe who was walking towards this side behind Xiao Dingfei, and for some reason, she thought of the phrase "sister sister" that this person just said to others, so she smiled at Xiao Dingfei, and said : "Master Zhang's surname is Zhang, and I'm his younger sister, so what should Master Fei think of me?"

Xiao Dingfei: "..."

The question I asked just now was because he didn't believe Zhang Zhe's nonsense at all! In the end, Jiang Xuening choked her back with this reason, so frustrated!

He raised his fingers and gently brushed away a strand of hair hanging from his forehead. With a suave look, he quickly adjusted the expression on his face, and said very directly: "I don't know how old the girl is, whether she is married or not. how many people?"

Jiang Xuening's eyes fell behind him, but she didn't speak.

Just as Zhang Zhe came to stand nearby, he happened to hear Xiao Dingfei's words, his originally expressionless face became more dull, and his voice was cold and authentic: "Mr. Dingfei asked too many questions."

Only then did Xiao Dingfei realize that there was someone behind him.

His words were overheard, but after thinking about it, he was not afraid of this person.

Who told him to say that this was his sister?

He turned his head back with a smile, his face was full of sincerity, he didn't get angry because of Zhang Zhe's too cold words, he seemed very well-mannered, and said: "Not much, not much, not at all. Actually, I am not very old , the life-long event has not been settled, but the background is not good, and there are no relatives in the family, so I have to plan everything for myself. When I saw Lingmei just now, I felt that I was very close. Mr. Zhang came just in time. You should have Lingmei Is my sister's birthday horoscope?"

Birth date is the only way to propose a marriage...

This man was pulling the abacus very loudly!

When Jiang Xuening heard this, the corner of her mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

Zhang Zhe's impression of this person was even worse in an instant, his brows and eyes were stained with frost, and he was extremely cold, so he simply said, "I don't know."

Xiao Dingfei felt unreasonable: "She is your sister, how could you not know?"

Zhang Zhe's complexion was even worse.

Jiang Xuening snickered.

Zhang Zhe stopped looking at Xiao Dingfei, lowered his eyes, and turned to her, "Let's go."

Jiang Xuening became happy for some reason, squinted her eyes and smiled at Xiao Dingfei, said "Let's go", then walked straight past this person, following Zhang Zhe's footsteps.

The Tianjiao side has already discussed it properly. It is expected that the imperial court will send troops to search for such a big event as the Jietian Prison. Although their hiding place is remote, they will inevitably leave traces along the way. It is safest to go to Tongzhou as soon as possible.

So everyone has to set off immediately.

It's just that those who discussed the itinerary were all members of the Heavenly Sect, and these people who escaped from the Heavenly Prison were not among them. When Tianjiao mentioned the plan here, they didn't ask their opinions, which made some sensitive people frowned secretly.

Several people couldn't help but secretly looked at Meng Yang.

Unexpectedly, when Meng Yang got up from that corner, he didn't care about it, as if he was going everywhere, and he didn't have any opinions at all, and walked forward with the Tianjiao group.

Horses were limited, but the Tianjiao had already trusted Zhang Zhe, and said that he was working for the people of Dujun Mountain, so he didn't dare to neglect, so they allocated a horse to him.

Zhang Zhe was adjusting the saddle.

Jiang Xuening obediently stood beside him with her hands behind her back, looked at his expression, and said with a smile: "Brother doesn't even know my birthday, isn't that bad?"

Her word "brother" sounds normal, but it actually has a bit of sarcasm.

If Zhang Zhe didn't know that she was also reborn and returned, he might not be able to tell the depth of it; but he knew her well in the last life, and knew her temperament, so he could tell that she was not happy.

But he can only pretend not to know.

The hand holding the rein stopped, and he said silently: "It's expedient, please forgive me, Miss Jiang Er."

Jiang Xuening said: "Master Zhang has already said, I am your sister, if I don't know my birthday, will it be possible for someone to ask me in the future?"

Zhang Zhe said nothing.

Jiang Xuening said: "Master Zhang, won't you ask me about my birthday?"

Zhang Zhe remained silent.

Jiang Xuening felt angry in her heart, but she didn't dare to show him her indulgent temperament in her previous life, and said aggrievedly: "I am born on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, but there are not many days left."

Of course Zhang Zhe knew her birthday.

She is a queen.

Every sixteenth day of the first lunar month, even after Xiao Shu enters the palace, Shen Jie always holds a palace banquet for her, invites theatrical troupe, hangs up lanterns all over the palace, and invites the performers selected by the Hanlin Academy the year before. The Hanlin wrote poems and Fu for her, and the ministers of civil and military affairs were also willing to please the emperor and presented all kinds of rare treasures.

She was happy when she saw the treasure, but bored when she heard the Ci Fu.

He has nothing in his sleeves and nothing to offer.

That night, in the imperial garden, there was a feast of jade trees and luxuriant forests, and the banquet was full of colorful articles and high-ranking scholars, most of whom were famous people.

At that time, the emperor sent someone to admire the palace flowers.

He is out of gregarious nature, comes and goes alone, or is afraid that others will dislike him, so he joked that most of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty came from imperial examinations, and they all wore flowers at the Qionglin Banquet. Kindness.

Shen Jie probably also drank a lot, so he smiled and asked someone to hand him a flower.

The literati of the Dagan Dynasty were elegant and elegant, and they also loved beautiful characters and hairpins on their heads.

Zhang Zhe is not like this.

He took the palace flower, thanked the Holy Grace, and held it in his hand without putting it on.

After the banquet, I left the banquet and stayed a little longer because of business, so I went out a little late.

As a result, walking down the corridor, she bumped into Jiang Xuening.

At that time, her cheeks were flushed, she didn't know where it came from, and there was no palace man beside her, her clear eyes were foggy, and she didn't look very happy. Seeing him, he hid that bit of weakness in a thick shell, and said sarcastically: "The other adults have offered birthday gifts anyway, but Mr. Zhang is fine. A post to congratulate him is perfunctory. This palace is like this." Do you want to back away?"

Zhang Zhe said: "The lower officials are humble, and have nothing to offer."

She seemed to be just asking a question, and had no intention of pursuing it.

Then his eyes were wrong, and he saw the palace flower in his hand, his expression changed a little, and he asked him with the corner of his lips curled up: "Han Wei is Han Wei, but does anyone like it?"

Just now, when the emperor admired the palace flowers, Jiang Xuening was not there.

She must have misunderstood.

Zhang Zhe wanted to explain, but just when he was about to speak, he suddenly realized: Why would he want to explain?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Xuening became even more annoyed, but she didn't show it at all, and walked up to him step by step, with a smile on her lips, she gently reached out and took the palace flower from his hand. out.

She has slender fingers and is the most beautiful.

Then he slowly adorned the palace flower on his head, placed it tremblingly on the side of the golden step, and said: "I don't think you can show any rare treasures, so I will accept this flower." Flowers. Is it pretty?"

He didn't know how to answer.

Jiang Xuening said conveniently: "If you dare to say 'it's not good-looking', I will see the Holy Majesty after a while, and I will tell him that someone in the palace has taken a fancy to you, and I will tell you privately."

He was sitting upright, so how could he be afraid of her talking nonsense?

It's just that long strings of colorful palace lanterns were hung on the corridor at that time, but her figure in the palace attire was thin in the shadows. The palace flower was decorated with tassels trembling with gold steps, which added a little bit to her pale face. The shocking beauty dazzled his eyes.

Maybe it's a ghost.

He didn't make any excuses, just said: "It looks good."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xuening's complexion changed when she heard this, and she plucked off the palace flower coldly, and threw her hand to his feet, and sneered at him: "I really hooked up with a girl in the palace, What kind of gentleman do I think you Zhang Zhe is!"

After that, she turned and left.

He was left alone on the porch, and it took him a long time to pick up the flower on the ground.

Zhang Zhe originally thought that he would soon forget that scene, but now it came to mind, but it was so clear that it was not clear at all.

Jiang Xuening was still looking at him, secretly dissatisfied: "Let me say it again, Master Zhang, do you remember?"

Zhang Zhe thought, how could I not remember your birthday?

But he only suppressed the flood of thoughts, and said slowly: "Remember."