Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

"You know both families." She pointed to the crowd, "Here, the second young lady of the Commander's House."

"Oh, isn't that a good match?"

"Who says it's not true? But guess what Mr. Wen Liu said?"

"What did you say?"

"I don't know what's wrong with him. Not only does he refuse to agree, he also says he already has someone in his heart and wants to make the decision himself and cancel the engagement..."

"Duke Zhenguo agreed?"

"Of course I don't agree! The Duke of Zhenguo asked him which girl he wanted, but he refused to tell her. If he didn't tell her, he would definitely not be able to cancel the engagement! Guess what happened? The Sixth Master Wen contradicted him in court, threatened to commit suicide, and even said he would sever ties with her and start his own business!"

"Will Sixth Master Wen really say that? Isn't this treasonous?"

"That's what I mean. He is obviously a cowardly and incompetent person, but he dares to bully others for a girl of unknown origin. It's really a waste of the strict family tradition of Duke Wen's Mansion. Good bamboo will produce bad bamboo shoots, right..."

"Is this analogy appropriate? You don't live in the Duke's Mansion, so why are you so arbitrary in your conclusion? What if there is some hidden truth?"

"Isn't this just a casual chat with you? Hey, I noticed that you love to argue so much."

"I like to argue? I haven't said anything to you yet. It's tiring to listen to you. Just answer one question at a time..."

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The following words have nothing to do with Wen Liu of the Wen family.

Zhu Zheng retracted his ears and fiddled with the string of holy flowers between his fingers, looking a little absent-minded.

Wen Boqiu was actually already engaged, and it was an arranged marriage... and it seemed that he had fallen out with his family because of her few words.

In his previous life, he was very confident when he came to ask for marriage, but the matter was dropped only after the Duke of Zhenguo intervened. Zhu Zheng avoided him as much as possible and never asked why, so naturally she had no idea about this incident.

If she had known this, she should never have provoked Wen Boqiu.

Zhu Zheng was restless and thinking about all sorts of things when suddenly the people around her stood up, the musicians played stringed instruments, and the officials in gorgeous costumes sang in high voices.

"The emperor is driving, please stand aside!"

The palace servants in colorful robes and the guards with swords were lined up in a row. The people on both sides stood respectfully and quietly, bowing their heads to perform the etiquette of a subject. Amid the sound of ritual music, they welcomed the Emperor's Xuanyuan procession.

Zhu Zheng had never experienced such a scene in her previous life. She raised her eyelids slightly and took a few peeks.

Sitting on the throne of the magnificent chariot, the emperor had a faint smile on his face. Although it was just the beginning of autumn, he was wearing a thin fox fur coat woven with gold brocade and holding a purple clay stove to warm his hands.

Following closely behind were two extremely tall Arabian horses with colorful gold bridles. The person sitting on the horse closer to Zhu Zheng was Gong Yixiu, who was wearing a light black armor and waving to the crowd with a smile on his face.

Gong Yixiu's figure blocked the view of the other horse. Zhu Zheng turned her gaze back and looked at the white horse that was following closely behind.

The Grand Tutor was not dressed the same as usual today. He was wearing a silver-white light cavalry hunting suit with a tight waist. The gold-rimmed belt was embroidered with hollow bamboo leaf patterns, which flashed faintly in the sunlight.

Amidst such a noisy and lively scene, the man on the horse remained calm, with only a sharp and handsome profile showing, without a single smile.

But God is unfair. Some people are born with special advantages. Even the sunlight favors them, illuminating their clear and majestic outlines like finely crafted jade, making people unable to help but describe them with their eyes.

Zhu Zheng was not mesmerized by Rong Yan's graceful demeanor. She just thought curiously that this outfit really suited the Grand Tutor's appearance. After changing into the outfit, he looked at least five or six years younger, which showed how mature his usual attire was.

Just as he was complaining in his heart, the ceremonial procession approached and the white horse suddenly paused. Zhu Zheng was startled and quickly lowered her head.

Only when their waists ached from bending so hard did the procession finally come to an end. After the emperor, the crown prince and the others took their seats on the high seats, the guests at the lower seats finally finished their ceremony and sat down.

"I finally see the Second Prince again. He is still as handsome as ever!" A cry of joyful admiration came from my ears.

Zhu Zheng turned her head and glanced at the girl who was talking next to her. She didn't know when she had changed into a new person, wearing a pink hunting suit with a bright smile on her face.

When the girl in red saw Zhu Zheng looking at her, she smiled even more and her eyes narrowed into crescents. "Fourth Miss Zhu, is that right?"

Zhu Zheng showed a bit of confusion on her face. Before she could figure out what was going on, she heard her continue speaking.

"Oh, right! Don't you recognize me? We've met before. You were wearing a light yellow dress at the Wanfang Garden Waterside Poetry Festival. You were so beautiful that I couldn't stop looking at you!"

"My name is Nie Rusheng! You can call me Sheng'er!"

Zhu Zheng was startled by the loud voice of this Sheng'er girl. She was stunned for a long time before she smiled and nodded, "Nice to meet you, Miss Nie. Nice to see you again."

In fact, she didn't have much of an impression. Logically speaking, with her personality, she should have remembered what she said.

Nie Rusheng looked overjoyed, with smiles in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he talked a few more words about his impression of Zhu Zheng at the Waterside Poetry Festival.

Zhu Zheng still had a knot in her heart about the poetry gathering and didn't want to talk about it for the time being. She was also not used to the sudden warmth, so she just smiled and exchanged a few words of greeting.

The autumn wind was howling, the yellow flags were waving, and the guests were mostly paying attention to the platform and rarely paying attention to their surroundings.

"As expected of the future Imperial Master, Master Taifu is truly a god-like person." Nie Rusheng saw Zhu Zheng also looking upwards frequently, and he raised his head and exclaimed, "Look, wearing a hunting suit, he looks just like the Ruyi Martial God in the Fourteen Descending Gods Painting."

Ruyi Martial God? Zhu Zheng glanced at him casually. It would be more like an immortal king who had no desires or requests after achieving great success. There was no one in the world that caught his eye or anything that concerned him.

"Wait..." Nie Rusheng on the side suddenly laughed, his eyes wandering around Zhu Zheng for a few times, "Why do I suddenly feel that Miss Zhu and Master Taifu's hunting outfits today are like made of the same material, they are a perfect match!"

Zhu Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The way this girl spoke was truly frightening.

"Miss Nie, be careful with your words."

"I won't say any more." Nie Rusheng leaned against Zhu Zheng and begged for mercy. "I didn't expect that the Grand Tutor and the Second Prince would come back so soon. I thought I wouldn't be able to catch up."

Zhu Zheng frowned, "Where did they come back from?"

"From the Dalān River, the Second Prince has some friendship with my eldest brother. I heard from him that the Dalān River estuary burst its banks, flooding most of Suinan City. The local governor embezzled the money for flood control and disaster relief, and his entire family disappeared."

"That's why the Grand Tutor brought the Second Prince to Suinan to control the flood. I heard that the Second Prince stayed up all night in the disaster area and almost fainted. He even took off his dragon robe and went into the water to help them dredge the sand and mud."

"They now call him the reincarnation of Dayu, the Prince who loves the people."

Are you talking about Gong Yixiu?

An unknown chill crept up Zhu Zheng's back.

"I also heard that..." Nie Rusheng glanced around, lowered his voice, and leaned close to Zhu Zheng and said, "It was the Grand Tutor who taught the Second Prince to do this. After all, His Majesty is probably going to have that... It's time to prepare for the Second Prince and establish his authority and credibility..."

This girl is really... Can you say this in a low voice...

It was rumored that the Grand Tutor had always been devoted to Dayong. When Zhu Zheng heard Rong Yan's teachings to Gong Yixiu, she subconsciously didn't want to continue listening and changed the subject, "Are you saying that the Crown Prince has just returned to Shengjing as well?"

"correct."

"He also left Beijing half a month ago?"

"Yes, my brother went with us." Nie Rusheng handed a handful of dried fruits to Zhu Zheng, "Why do you ask that, Fourth Miss?"