Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

Chapter 71
Just after noon the next day, when Jun Tingsheng was training in the army, Cang Mu suddenly rushed over.

"My son, just now His Majesty sent someone to deliver a message, saying that a banquet will be held in the palace today, and the son will be allowed to enter the palace to have a talk."

Jun Tingsheng frowned slightly when he heard the words, he was about the same age as the sage, and they were somewhat similar, so the sage didn't like him since he was a child.

But now he suddenly invites a banquet, presumably there must be something wrong.

"Since it is the holy will, let's start preparing."

Cang Mu immediately sent someone to bring a change of clothes and wait for Jun Tingsheng to take a bath and change clothes. When they arrived at the palace, the time was just right.

However, at this banquet, apart from Jun Yelan and his queen, there was also a young and beautiful woman.

"My lord, see Your Majesty, Empress Empress."

Jun Tingsheng straightened up after saluting respectfully. He glanced at the woman next to him, but did not respond.

"Today is a family banquet, there is no need to be too polite, just be casual."

There was a smile on Jun Yelan's face, but if you looked closely, you would find that there was no smile in his eyes.

"Thank you, Lord."

After Jun Tingsheng sat down, the empress looked at him with a smile on her face: "Tingsheng, this is my sister Wanlin. She has admired you since she was a child, and she must follow you when she hears that you are entering the palace today." .”

Jin Wanlin looked at Jun Tingsheng who was sitting opposite, her eyes were shining, and she said openly, "I heard that the son has made a lot of contributions during the five years of his expedition, and Wanlin really admires it from the bottom of her heart."

"Miss Xie Jin praised."

Jun Tingsheng nodded coldly, he was not interested in what Jin Wanlin said, and he seemed to have already guessed why he was allowed to enter the palace.

"The son can do such a thing at this age, I think he has suffered a lot from urinating."

"Fortunately."

"I heard from my father that the King of Chengyang was also good at leading troops to fight in the early years. Now that I look at my son, I really answered that sentence: A tiger father has no dogs."

"Father is really great, but he doesn't care much about world affairs these years, he only likes to write poetry and paint."

The two chatted as if no one was around, but most of them were Jin Wanlin looking for topics, and Jun Tingsheng himself didn't want to talk to her, but he couldn't show his face in public, so he had to be patient and perfunctory.

Jun Yelan saw Jun Tingsheng's unhappiness, but he didn't want to stop him. He also hoped that Jin Wanlin could restrain Jun Tingsheng and hold him in the future.

"Look at the two of you chatting so happily, but you forgot about the Holy Majesty and this Palace."

The queen smiled happily. She glanced at Jun Yelan and continued, "Ting Sheng, you are not too young now, it's time to start a family."

"My sister, Ben Gong, is a bit spoiled since she was a child, but she is very sensible, and she appreciates you so much, why don't you form a good relationship, it's for you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Jun Tingsheng's expression turned ugly instantly, and he bluntly refused: "Thank you, Queen, for your kindness, but I don't want to start a family right now."

The smile on the queen's face disappeared immediately, and she frowned dissatisfiedly: "Ting Sheng, this palace is for your own good, you are so eager to refuse, but do you think this palace is meddling?"

Jun Tingsheng clenched his fists, and immediately got up and knelt on the ground, "I don't dare to have such thoughts, I just don't want to disappoint the empress in the future, so I told you in advance."

It's okay if you don't explain it. With this explanation, the queen's face became even uglier.

Jin Wanlin was not angry because of the refusal, on the contrary, she felt that Jun Tingsheng's personality was very flamboyant, and she liked such a man.

"My son, don't rush to draw conclusions. I like you, so I will spare no effort to make you like me."

"One day, you will agree to marry me."

Hearing this, Jun Tingsheng didn't say anything to her, but turned to salute Jun Yelan: "My lord, there are still important matters to be dealt with urgently in the army. If there is nothing else, I wonder if I can step down first?"

Jun Yelan saw his intention, thought for a while and then nodded with a smile: "Since there is something important, let's go back."

"Ting Sheng, don't take the matter of talent too seriously. If you don't want to, I won't force you."

The two cousins ​​looked at each other tacitly. After Jun Tingsheng saluted and kowtowed, he got up and left quickly.

Seeing the figure going away, the queen couldn't help being a little annoyed, "This Jun Tingsheng really doesn't know what to do, and even rejected my sister."

As she said that, she turned around and looked at Jun Yelan again: "The concubine is puzzled by one thing. Since the Holy Majesty intends to match them up, why doesn't he just give them a marriage?"

Jun Yelan's eyes were a little cold, he looked at the courtyard outside the door, and said in a particularly indifferent tone: "Even if I give you a marriage, he won't agree."

"My emperor's uncle has always loved him, and I'm afraid there will only be bigger troubles. It's just a trivial matter, and it's not worth fighting big."

What's more, he always has a way to get Jun Tingsheng to agree.

After Jun Tingsheng came out of the palace, he was very upset, so he went to the Song Mansion to find Song Baoling.

Unexpectedly, he arrived at the wrong time, Song Baoling was accompanying Song Baozhu and Pei Lin to choose fabrics for their wedding.

"I want this, and this one is also pretty, I want it all..."

Song Baozhu became obsessed with picking and picking, anyway, she would not be able to enter the palace, so she took this opportunity to put some more, so she became even more impolite, and she took down everything that was pleasing to the eye.

As for the bridegroom official, Pei Lin, he would just nod his head and say yes, after all, in his opinion, as long as Song Baozhu was happy.

"Okay, then according to what the eldest lady wants."

The fabric merchant was accompanied by a smiling face the whole time. Seeing Song Baoling who had not spoken all this time, he greeted him and said, "These are all high-quality fabrics. Do you like the young miss?"

Song Baoling also wanted to choose a horse to make clothes, so he carefully selected, and finally chose a light-colored fabric, which was very soft and comfortable to the touch.

"Then I'll take this."

"Miss has a good eye. Although this fabric is plain in color, it has a very good texture after being made into a dress, and it's also..."

When Song Baozhu heard this, he immediately walked up to Song Baoling and said in an extremely arrogant manner: "I want this piece of fabric."

Song Baoling's smile disappeared instantly. She knew that Song Baozhu did it on purpose, but she didn't want to argue with him, so she gave her the fabric.

Seeing Song Baozhu leave triumphantly, Song Baoling pursed her lips sadly, she really liked that piece of fabric.

Jun Tingsheng, who was standing in the yard, saw this scene in his eyes, and when the fabric merchant left the Song Mansion, he deliberately chased after him.

"I don't know why the son is looking for the younger one?"

"The fabric that Miss Song's mansion took a fancy to just now, do you still have it in your shop?"

The fabric merchant was taken aback when he heard the words, "Should... there is another one. If the prince likes it, the younger one will be delivered to Chengyang Prince's Mansion in person."

Jun Tingsheng glanced back at the Song Mansion, then turned his head and said, "No, I'll take it as you like."

"Then I don't know when His Highness will..."

"immediately!"

Song Baoling lay on the table sullenly, she hadn't been able to leave the house for several days, and Zhou He didn't know what he was doing, so he didn't come to see her for the first time.

"Ugh……"

With a sigh, Song Baoling fiddled with the small ornaments on the table, thinking about whether to sneak out to play, after all, such days are really too boring.

"I heard you sighing from a long distance away. Why, are you unhappy?"

(End of this chapter)