One Curtain Wind Moon Nine Heavens

Chapter 81
There are different opinions outside, but no one knows that the eldest son of the Song Mansion drove to the palace as soon as he woke up, holding a token in his hand but was blocked outside the palace gate.

"Your Majesty has already rested, Mr. Song has something to do, please come back at the court meeting." The internal officer came out to pass the message.

After speaking, he left without giving Mr. Song a chance to speak.

"..."

Mr. Song never expected that Princess Mingming was obsessed with marrying a noble daughter for her son.She didn't even dislike the orphan daughter of the second house of the Song Mansion, and now he was willing to send his granddaughter to his door, but she didn't want it, it was unbelievable.

I don't know if the Hou Mansion noticed the clues, or because his dignity was damaged, he was angry and refused the marriage.If it's the latter, there is still hope of making up for it in the future; if it's the former, then something bad will happen.

But the Holy Majesty didn't want to see him, Elder Song sighed and turned back sadly.

……

Under the same night, the spring is cold and cold, killing young people; the apricot branches are delicate and fragrant.In Dingyuanhou's Mansion, a young man squatted under the verandah beside the gate of the ancestral hall on the west side, staring intently at the agile figure practicing in the open space of the courtyard.

"Ah!"

The night was getting cooler, causing him to sneeze from time to time, but he was reluctant to leave.He is the seventh son of the mansion, Beiyue Qilang.I learned from A Niang that my sister was punished by her mother to kneel down in the ancestral hall. As an elder brother, of course I have to come and care about her.

By the way, what happened to her?Seeing that the aunt was so angry, this was the first time someone in the mansion was fined to kneel down in the ancestral hall.

Who would have thought to come over and take a look, hey, Dimei is no different here than she is in Huatong Courtyard.

Not only food and drink, but also pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and even the weapon racks in her courtyard were brought in.Tired and sleepy, he took out his big knife and jumped into the open space, swinging it vigorously and murderously.

"Seventh Brother, do you want to practice for a while?" Yuan Zhao caught a glimpse of Seventh Brother under the corridor from the corner of his eyes, and said sincerely, "You have practiced martial arts diligently recently, why don't you come down to discuss and learn from each other?"

"Well—" Qilang shook his head repeatedly, his hands were not tough, but his mouth was stiff, "Swords have no eyes, I'm afraid of hurting you."

"Oh."

Elder brother is very personable, Yuan Zhao ignored him and continued to practice his own.I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel that the big knife in my hand is not as heavy as before.It's light, and the strenuous movements can be swayed freely, which makes it very enjoyable to practice.

It's a pity that there is no one to accompany...

"Princess," a figure walked quickly from the gate of the courtyard. Seeing that the seventh young master was also there, he hurriedly cupped his hands, "The seventh young master is also here."

"Luoyan? What's the rush?" Qilang asked in surprise.

"Master Hou is awake," Luo Yan said, and cupped his hands towards Yuanzhao, "Princess, madam let you go over."

"What?! Father is awake?" Qilang was overwhelmed with surprise, got up and said, "Princess, I'll go there first..."

"it is good."

Yuan Zhao was in full bloom, was it because of that person?If so, hmph, those quack doctors in the palace!Huh, with a twist of the wrist, he pointed the tip of the knife at Luo Yan and stabbed it suddenly,
"watch out!"

Luo Yan's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. With one hand, he clasped the blade and stepped back a few steps. Suddenly, he turned and flew up. While holding the back of the blade with both hands to restrain Yuan Zhao, he stretched out his legs and kicked.

The attack was so fierce that Yuan Zhao had to let go of one hand to block her feet.

The two of you came and went, and the stone floor was scraped by the tip of the knife from time to time, sparks flew everywhere, and the teeth were soft.The surrounding maids were stunned, and some looked envious.

I'm envious of Luo Yan's good skills, and envious of her being fortunate enough to be the Princess's training partner.

What even the seventh son could not do, she did it with ease.As for the princess, she is the daughter of Marquis Wu, so it is not surprising that she is capable.

"Princess, what a strength!" After a round of company, Luo Yan shook his hands a few times with emotion.

Yuan Zhao giggled, threw the knife at Lian Shang who was standing beside him, "Let's go to the north courtyard." He quickly ran out of the ancestral hall.And Lian Shang held the big knife firmly, carefully put it back to its original position, and then chased it out all the way.

……

When I arrived at my father's north courtyard, the courtyard was not as lively as it was during the day, only a few maidservants around A Niang were waiting.

"Did the doctor come to see you?" Yuan Zhao asked.

"I've been here, and I prescribed medicine for Uncle Ji to fry." Luo Yan said one by one, "The eldest princess and the two wives have also visited..."

After hearing the news, the eldest son and his wife rushed over, one step earlier than the seventh son, and did not disturb the three girls.Master Hou just woke up and needs to rest, so don't make too much noise.Jiang asked everyone to go back first, and come back tomorrow to say hello.

Therefore, the North Court seems a little deserted.

Originally, he didn't want to disturb Yuan Zhao, but Master Hou asked his wife to call her.After hearing this, Yuan Zhao quickly entered the hall and went straight to his father's inner room.

The inner room is spacious, Uncle Ji and the farmer knelt to serve on one side, while the mother sat beside the couch.There are a few candlesticks, the lights flickering, and there is a hint of warmth.

"Father." Seeing his father leaning on the couch and drinking medicine, Yuan Zhao couldn't help stepping forward happily, "Father, are you better?"

"It's much better," Marquis Dingyuan woke up for a while, and he became much more energetic. He smiled, "Let me, Zhao'er, worry."

"Hee hee, no." Yuan Zhao said with a smile, "I know daddy will be fine."

"The ancestor told you?" Marquis Dingyuan teased his daughter.

As soon as he woke up, he heard that his daughter was punished by the Jiang family to kneel in the ancestral hall, and he couldn't help laughing.Can it not be funny?Kneeling at the ancestral hall was the only way his parents often punished him. Unexpectedly, his daughter would follow suit and kneel at the ancestral hall.

"Uh, it should be." Yuan Zhao nodded solemnly.

Her words caused the people present to chuckle, this naughty child, Jiang patted her forehead twice, "Your father has something to tell you, don't be naughty, don't make noise, just listen obediently."

"Oh, my son knows." Yuan Zhao assured.

Mrs. Jiang took a look at her, then looked at her husband, with condemnation in his eyes:
"You, don't get used to her too much. It's a huge battle to send out soldiers to surround the house. It scares the people outside, waiting to see our house ransacked."

Haha, Marquis Dingyuan smiled helplessly, "Okay, Ma'am, you have worked hard."

Jiang Shi glared at the father and daughter respectively, got up and walked out of the inner room, sat in the hall as usual, drinking tea and watching the wind under the service of Shan Shan and others.

In the inner room, when Mrs. Jiang left, the farmer obediently came over and bowed to Yuan Zhao as the leader:
"Grassman Zhu Shou, I have met the princess, the princess Jin An."

"Excuse me," Yuan Zhao sat on the edge of his father's couch, his tone was flat, "Are you the cook that the old man said?"

Even in the mansion, she was extremely careful when speaking, which pleased Marquis Dingyuan, and Uncle Ji smiled and drooped his eyes.

"Exactly."

After Zhu Shou finished speaking, he took out a wooden sign from his arms and offered it with both hands.

Ji Wu got up and took it, and checked it over and over again before showing it to Yuan Zhao.It was a dark brown wooden signboard, exuding a faint herbal scent.It was the same as what she, He Chun and others smelled in the farmer's house that night.

Sure enough, there was a blooming chrysanthemum engraved on the wooden signboard, which was lifelike.

Yuan Zhao looked at the brand carefully, and when he returned it, he said, "I don't like the smell, so don't use it in the future."

Smelling this smell, she thought of the faces of He Chun, Jin Niang and others, and was instantly upset.

"Yes." Zhu Shou kept the villager's language habits, responded, took the wooden sign with both hands, then came to the brazier, and threw the wooden sign in, "This sign is used by the grassroots to identify themselves, and it will be useless afterwards. It needs to be destroyed."

It would be a disaster to keep it.

(End of this chapter)