The Life of Locking the Heavy Building is Absurd

Guanghua Street in the south of the city is the only way from Xuan'anmen to Donghua Palace. People who heard the rumors and came to see the princess were waiting on both sides of the street.The peddler with the parcel on his shoulders was running among the crowd, shouting and selling all kinds of small items, fighting for a copper coin; the aunt holding the child smiled and chatted with the young couple beside her. The parents were short-sighted; I don't know whose carriage suddenly squeezed into the formed line, causing a lot of noise.

No matter how crowded other places are, no one dared to stay in front of Jinwang Mansion to make noise, and the high platform of Zhumen maintained its due solemnity.

"Young Master Yuan is also waiting to see Princess Changle?" Wan Zixiao was dressed in green, with complicated cirrus patterns embroidered on the lapel, and his clean and beautiful appearance looked like the most pious disciple in front of a saint.

Gong Ziyuan turned around and said with a smile: "I've heard that Princess Changle is sweet and lovely, so I naturally want to take this opportunity to see her beauty."

Wan Zixiao looked up and down, tilted her head and smiled slightly: "The rumored Princess Changle is not sweet and cute!"

Gong Ziyuan suppressed his smile and lowered his eyes slightly: "Rumors are rumors, there are all kinds of them, I just picked one and talked about it casually."

I saw the yellow tent from a distance, and the crowd rushed towards the center like crazy. The guards with long knives pushed left and right to block, half a stick of incense passed, and the long welcoming team didn't move a few steps forward.

"Could you be interested in someone?" After standing with him for a long time, Wan Zixiao raised the corners of her mouth meaningfully, leaving the obedient person to figure out the true meaning.

Gong Ziyuan's complexion changed slightly: "What's wrong with you? I don't know why Master Wan thinks so."

Wan Zixiao stood shoulder-to-shoulder beside Gong Ziyuan, she knew a lot, and teased: "The clothes are newly made, and the material is the best brocade in Jinxin Village. The animal patterns on it are only popular in the northwest frontier. The one on the forehead I have never seen you wearing a carved gold chain and snake-shaped earrings, such an exotic outfit, Mr. Yuan, who do you want to see?"

Since the last incident, Gong Ziyuan has become more and more careful with Wan Zixiao, and he was obviously taken aback when he heard this, and then smiled: "Of course it is Princess Changle, I still hope that the princess will take a glimpse of me, in the future Climb to the sky in one step and get a son-in-law Dangdang."

Wan Zixiao's complexion darkened, and she said in a low voice: "You're making fun of the princess, Mr. Yuan, this is disrespectful! You really are so brave!"

Gong Ziyuan stared sideways at Wan Zixiao and said, "Didn't Master Wan just wait for me to say this! It's disrespectful to say so!"

Seeing Gong Ziyuan's mood swings, Wan Zixiao smiled lightly, rolled up his cuffs and turned to leave, leaving only a lonely figure in front of the empty Prince Jin Mansion, and the excitement not far away had nothing to do with him.

The visitor leisurely stepped over the threshold, but the person waiting in the hall did not know how many times he turned around.

Holding Wan Zixiao's hand, Han Jing said a little displeased: "Where did you go? I've been looking for you for a long time... That girl from Changle just came back, as a brother, you always have to give some gifts to show your heart."

Wan Zixiao pulled out her hand, neither indifferent nor indifferent: "It's up to you to decide about your brothers and sisters. I, an outsider, have nothing to do."

Han Jing shook his head helplessly: "Why didn't I know when you became an outsider? I used to see you and Changle get angry with me, and you didn't admit it after seeing each other for a few years, huh?"

Wan Zixiao raised her long and narrow eyes upwards, and said teasingly: "The prince means that I bullied you before?"

Han Jing stretched out his hand and poked Wan Zixiao's forehead: "You have to take good words as bad ones, and you can't get through a day without picking something? We grew up together, and Changle's gift must be picked by the two of us to be satisfied. "

Wan Zixiao curled her lips: "My lord, did you see Gongzi Yuan today?"

Han Jing put down the gift box in his hand: "What's the matter? Why did you mention him all of a sudden?"

Wan Zixiao let out a slight smile at the corner of his mouth: "My lord, do you still remember that I asked you, what do you think Mr. Yuan is asking for? I seem to have some eyebrows today."

"Huh?" Han Jing became interested: "What did you see?"

Wan Zixiao sighed: "He is waiting for someone to recognize him. I don't know if the person he is waiting for is Princess Changle, but that person should be in the line to welcome the princess today."

"Changle?" Han Jing frowned, "How could he know Changle? Unless..."

"Maybe you really met Gong Ziyuan a long time ago." Wan Zixiao thought thoughtfully: "It's just that you forgot later."

On the day Princess Changle returned to Beijing, Emperor Jiayou hosted a banquet in Donghua Palace to welcome her. All the princes and ministers were present, and dishes from all over the place filled the long tables several meters long.

Even after four years of ascetic stay in Ji'an Temple, Changle is only 20 years old, just the age that likes to be lively.

The dancers on the stage were circling around, the ribbons fluttering and fluttering and dazzled people's eyes, Chang Le laughed and looked away, but because of this glance, the gongs, drums, silk and bamboo in the future could no longer arouse interest.

There are tens of thousands of people you have to meet in your life, but there are always some people who are different from others.You don't need to say anything to them, you know everything the moment you see it, and you know it.

Some people know each other when they are young, and it doesn’t matter if they have tried their best, but Chang Le’s favorite is always the heroic general who he just caught a glimpse of at the dinner party.

If you like it, you like it. How can you pay attention to first come, first served.

"Who is the princess looking at!" Changle's close maid, Liu Li, covered her mouth and smiled, and whispered in the princess's ear, "The eyes are straight, as if she has lost her soul!"

"You're the one talking too much!" Chang Le's ears turned red all of a sudden, and she pinched the little girl's arm lightly with her pointed nails, and retorted in embarrassment and annoyance: "Of course it's to watch people dance! Ji'an Temple almost stupefied people, this It has never been a lively day in a few years, let alone a scene like today."

Liuli followed Changle's gaze, looked up and down the man not far away, her small mouth almost cracked to the base of her ears, she didn't care if her master was ashamed or not, and went on as she wished: "What's the excitement?" Ah! Liuli saw that the person on that side is the one who wins the princess's heart the most tonight, and the heroic warrior looks good...ahh...it hurts..."

"Lawless!" Chang Le's face flushed red, fortunately there was no embarrassment covered by the candlelight in the night, and he struggled to squeeze his hand tightly: "Liuli, this palace is not as good as Ji'an Temple, how can you talk nonsense ! Didn’t I say it? Be cautious, be careful! You will suffer a loss sooner or later if you always talk like this.”

"Princess", Liuli's round eyes were foggy, and she shook Changle's hand aggrievedly: "It's okay if I'm wrong... But isn't that just for you? Has anyone else heard it!"

Chang Le glanced at the man not far away again, retracted his gaze, and said in a low voice: "Liu Li, this palace man has too sharp eyes, too many ears, and too long tongue..."

Before he finished speaking, a palace servant brought a fruit plate to Chang Le, and a thin piece of silk was pressed under the crystal grapes—Hussar General Gao Gong.