After the emperor is reborn, he just wants to be a salted fish

The chrysanthemum appreciation meeting officially started half a cup of tea after Yu Wenjin arrived.

Cheng Xingzhi is there? The capital is highly respected. The Chrysanthemum Appreciation Party opened by his family, but the people who were invited to come? Few, I don’t know if Cheng Xingzhi explained it in advance? Most of the people who came this time were young masters and ladies Three? Three? Gather in twos? Talk and laugh together.

Not only the Xuanyuan Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion, but also the Taiwei Mansion and the six middle-aged? Young masters and young ladies also came.For a time, it was very lively.

The Chrysanthemum Appreciation Party that was promised, now it looks like a meeting for young ladies from various families.

Yu Wenjin picked up the teacup and took a sip.It seems that he made a mistake, he shouldn't easily agree to come here, he is surrounded by young people talking, at his age, he shouldn't be here.

The more he looked at them, Yu Wenjin felt that there was a big age gap between himself and them.After all, he's a thirty- or ten-year-old man, and he has nothing in common with these kids.There is nothing to do except drink tea and eat cakes.

Yu Wenjin looked around, thinking of finding a place with fewer people and taking the opportunity to slip away.Staying here, his mood can't be relaxed.

Looking around? There were people he didn't know, and when he met his eyes, he was a little embarrassed, and then he could only look away as if nothing had happened.

When Cheng Xingzhi walked up to Yu Wenjin with a little girl, Yu Wenjin was about to get up and find an excuse to go for a stroll elsewhere.

Cheng Xingzhi is here, so naturally he can't leave.

"Your Majesty," Cheng Xingzhi said with a smile, "it must be boring for you to sit here alone. The old minister will introduce someone to chat with you."

He beckoned, and the little girl who followed behind him timidly walked over, looked up at Yu Wenjin, and quickly lowered her head the moment she met his gaze, a blush appeared on her cheeks, as if she was a little uncomfortable Excuse me.

"My daughter? Have you met? Your Majesty."

Cheng Xing knows: "Your Majesty, this is the little granddaughter of the old minister. Cheng Huan, who just passed her [-]th birthday last month, has always loved calligraphy and painting, and can play the piano and dance."

Yu Wenjin raised his eyebrows.

Okay, now he understands the real purpose of Cheng Xingzhi's invitation to come to this Chrysanthemum Appreciation Party?With such an introduction, it is not obvious that he wants to let himself know about his little granddaughter?

Good-looking, good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, very polite and polite, she is a well-educated lady from a rich family.But, what does it have to do with him?

Could it be that Cheng Xingzhi wanted him to be like this? Bring his little granddaughter into the harem, right?

Yu Wenjin smiled: "Mr. Ge? What's the meaning of this? Didn't you invite me here to enjoy the chrysanthemums and let me relax?"

"Wouldn't it be boring to admire the chrysanthemums alone, Your Majesty? You know all the chrysanthemums in this courtyard, can you explain them to Your Majesty?"

Cheng Huhou hurriedly answered: "Your Majesty sitting here alone? If you think it's boring here, how about a minister? Let me walk around with you. There are many chrysanthemums in this courtyard, which are placed in different places. You can sit here? You can see the front ones, but you can’t see the scenery in the distance.”

Yu Wenjin smiled, and put down the teacup in his hand: "In that case, it will be hard work for Miss Cheng."

Cheng Wanwan lowered his head with a respectful posture, but his face was full of smiles.

Yu Wenjin got up and walked in front of him, walked along the road on the right, and Cheng Wanwan followed behind him.

Cheng Xingzhi stood at the same spot, watching the backs of them leaving together, stroking his beard with satisfaction, and a satisfied smile in his eyes.

Zou Ziqian, who was sitting drinking tea not far away, let out a cold "hum", and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.Sure enough, his father was right in calling him here. Cheng Xingzhi, this bad old man, really has other plans!He obviously wants to give his granddaughter to His Majesty!

Luo Er and Qi sat beside him, peeling the grape skin carelessly.

When Zou Zigan complained about Cheng Xingzhi angrily, Luoer and Qi handed a grape to his mouth, and Zou Zigan opened his mouth to bite it and began to chew.

Luo Er and Qi Dao?: "Zigan, they have gone far, should we follow?"

"With so many people watching, it was too obvious for us to follow and we would be spotted."

"Oh, okay."

Luo Er and Qi stuffed another grape into Zou Zigan's mouth.Zou Zigan still bit his teeth, but his eyes were fixed on the direction where Yu Wenjin and Cheng Wanwan left.

On the other side, where Xuanyuanzheng was sitting, he was sitting facing the direction Yu Wenjin had just left.He clearly saw a graceful little girl following Yu Wenjin. She didn't look very young, but she followed closely, just a step or so behind him.

Xuanyuanzheng couldn't help but clenched the teacup in his hand, feeling angrily in his heart, but he couldn't go directly.

There are so many people around, and he doesn't have any identity to get past. He can only sit here and watch Yu Wenjin chat happily with other girls.

And this feeling is really bad to the extreme!

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he exerted force on his hand, and the teacup he was holding was instantly crushed, and the fragments of the teacup fell on the table with a crackling sound.

Xuanyuan Ang was taken aback, Yan Tingting and Yan Yuli sitting on the other two sides were even more surprised.They stared at Xuanyuanzheng's hand, then glanced at the fragments on the table, and suddenly fell silent.

Xuanyuan Ang supported his forehead, brought him a new cup and stuffed it into his hand.Then he lowered his voice and reminded: "Zheng'er, this is Cheng Mansion, someone else's house, please calm down."

Xuanyuan Zheng had a forbearance on his face.He is already very calm at the moment, if he is not calm, he would have been...

As far as he could see, he saw that the girl took off a golden chrysanthemum and handed it to Yu Wenjin, and Yu Wenjin took it with a smile, and there seemed to be a smile on his face.

Xuanyuan Zheng's eyes widened, and he exerted force again, and the cup in his hand was crushed again.

Xuanyuan Ang: "..."

Yan Yuli looked at Xuanyuanzheng, blinked, and said sincerely, "Zheng'er, do you have any grudges against the Cheng family's cup? Or are you crazy?"

Yan Tingting smiled, shook her head lightly, and took a sip of her tea.

Xuanyuan Ang said helplessly: "Zheng'er, I'm serious, you calm down?"

During this period of time, Xuanyuanzheng stayed obediently in Xuanyuan Mansion. He didn't go out to drink or cause trouble. He just practiced at home. Occasionally, Shan Ancheng would bring some delicious food over to chat with him for a while. sky.It looks normal.

He thought Xuanyuan Zheng had just walked out.

Why did he become abnormal again when he saw His Majesty today? !These days, he's been controlling his emotions, right?

Xuanyuan Ang couldn't help sighing: "Zheng'er, you want to be honest? Are you not happy to see? What picture did you see? Why don't you go home first?"

"I don't!"

He's just here to watch.He wants to see, see, if that woman really has His Majesty's idea!

It's annoying! !

Men miss His Majesty, women also miss His Majesty, why does everyone miss His Majesty! ! !

Damn it! Damn it! ! !

Xuanyuanzheng clenched his fists tightly, with some bulging veins on the back of his hands. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, but? His expression remained the same? A forbearance and control?

Xuanyuan Ang felt that if there were not many people around, with so many eyes watching, with Xuanyuan Zheng's temper, it was very likely that even this table would be overturned.

Yan Yuli was curious why Xuanyuanzheng suddenly behaved abnormally, so he looked in the direction Xuanyuanzheng was looking at just now, and saw some people he knew, but he felt that Xuanyuanzheng was not unhappy because of them.

Behind the crowd, an exceptionally tall man appeared in Yan Yuli's sight.He took a closer look? Isn't that His Majesty?

There seems to be a girl beside His Majesty?It seems to be the little granddaughter of Cheng Xingzhi, Cheng Ge's boss? Cheng Wanwan!

Yan Yuli opened his eyes wide, and then retracted his gaze to Yan Tingting's ear: "Sister, look? Over there, is that Cheng Wanwan? Mr. Cheng Ge? Is she going to give her to His Majesty as a concubine? She? She seems to be only 15 years old Woolen cloth."

Did Yan Tingting look? Over there, she just raised her hand and tapped Yan Yuli on the head: "What did I tell you just now? Don't gossip, talk less, and forget, right?"

Yan Yuli felt the pain, touched the place where he was beaten, and curled his lips.He's just curious, just asking, no? There's no other meaning.

If Cheng Wanwan really entered the palace and became a concubine, then the position of Mr. Cheng Ge's family in the imperial court is self-evident.This is not necessarily a good thing for the Prime Minister's Mansion, or the Xuanyuan Mansion?

He picked up a grape and stuffed it into his mouth, unconsciously looking at Cheng Xingzhi.He was smiling and seemed to be in a good mood.

There are rumors in the capital that Cheng Xingzhi and Chengge elders are highly respected and indifferent, but now it seems that this is not always the case.Some people can always hide their true thoughts very well.

At this time, Yu Wenjin looked down at the golden chrysanthemum in his hand, pinched it gently with his fingers, and a trace of unknown emotion flashed in his eyes.

Standing beside him, Cheng Houwan carefully watched his face, saw him staring at the golden chrysanthemum in his hand, and asked him with a smile: "If your majesty likes this chrysanthemum, my daughter, can you send some to the palace?" good?"

"Don't bother," Yu Wenjin said lightly: "I don't? I don't like chrysanthemums."

The one who likes chrysanthemums is his mother.

However, that was only something that happened when I was in Jiangnan.Since they came to Kyoto five years ago, he has never heard his mother mention anything she likes. What she talks about every day is not Buddhist scriptures, or I hope he can be a good emperor.

But, that was before too.

If time is counted, his mother may have rotted in the imperial mausoleum by now, turning into a pile of bones.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, should he go to the imperial mausoleum to worship his mother, and by the way, pay homage to his so-called... father whom he only met in a hurry?

When is it more appropriate to go?

tomorrow?Or the day after tomorrow?

Seeing that Yu Wenjin was in a daze, Cheng Wanwan carefully suggested: "Your Majesty, we have been standing in the sun for a long time. How about going to the shaded place to rest for a while?"

Yu Wenjin came back to his senses, nodded his head lightly: "Okay."

Cheng Wanwan smiled and took Yu Wenjin forward.It was the opposite direction from the direction they came from just now.

Yu Wenjin narrowed his eyes and glanced back.

"Your Majesty, my daughter? Seeing that you don't seem to like crowded places, I asked someone to arrange a quieter place for you. Please follow me this way, and I'll be there soon."

Yu Wenjin put his hands behind his back, pinched the golden chrysanthemum between his thumb and index finger, moved his fingers slightly, and the golden chrysanthemum shook slightly.

Walking to the courtyard, Yu Wenjin saw that there was no one around, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he asked: "Miss Cheng, is this what Mr. Cheng Ge meant?"

"Your Majesty misunderstood. This is not what grandfather meant. Grandpa didn't know about the arrangement of my servant."

Cheng Wanwan turned around and looked at Yu Wenjin with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, there is someone who wants to see you."

Yu Wenjin raised his eyebrows: "Who is it?"

"It's me," laughed a man next to him: "Mr. Cheng Jin, but? It's only been a few days. Why did you forget me so quickly? I will be sad~"

Yu Wenjin was taken aback for a moment, turned around to look past, and was pleasantly surprised: "It's you."

"It's me," Dugu Ye walked towards him with arms folded, "Surprised or not?"

After approaching, he smiled and opened his arms: "Long time no see, would you like to give me a warm hug?"

"Do not."

"Tsk, heartless. I'm sad."

"..."