The group favorite little girl took the whole family to cultivate immortality and ascended

Chapter 52 Will Little Proton and the Family Daughter Have a Love Story?

Hearing this, the woman frowned, and said, "I won't leave, why am I here to watch you look so drunk? Get lost."

After that, the woman turned and left.

Master Zeng looked at her back and smiled: "Get out, I'll get out now, I'll get out immediately, I'll get out on the left and right"

At the same time, Tai Chi Hall.

Emperor Jing was standing on the high platform, the national teacher bowed his head and stood aside, while Cheng Qiqi was kneeling in the center, with two bombed-out lyres in front of him.

"You said this piano was tampered with?" Emperor Jing looked at Cheng Qiqi, in disbelief.

Hearing this, Cheng Qiqi nodded, with tears in her eyes, she said aggrievedly: "It's true, otherwise such a thing would never happen, please the emperor to be the master of my courtiers!!"

"Okay." Emperor Jing sighed and waved his hand, "De'an, call someone to check whether this piano has really been tampered with."

"Whoo."

Soon, Eunuch Li brought some palace people over to inspect the two lyres carefully.

After a while, Eunuch Li asked the palace people to retreat, bent down and said, "Your Majesty, there is no trace of tampering with these two pianos."

Hearing this, Cheng Qiqi's face was full of disbelief, and he said eagerly: "How is it possible?? It must have been tampered with, but this person did it very covertly, please look into it clearly!!"

After saying that, Cheng Qiqi bent down and kowtowed.

Seeing her like this, Emperor Jing's temples throbbed, and he felt that she was very unreasonable.

Is this girl deliberately trying to make him unhappy! ! ?Do you still think he is not tired enough for a day? ! ? ?
"Okay." Emperor Jing raised his hand and rubbed his temples, "De'an, find a carriage and take Miss Cheng home."

"Your Majesty?" Cheng Qiqi's eyelashes trembled, and his heart felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

She didn't expect that Emperor Jing would not believe her? ?
Eunuch Li responded, then walked to Cheng Qiqi's side, and said softly: "Miss Cheng, let's go with the servant?"

Seeing that there was really no room for change in this matter, Cheng Qiqi pursed her lips, stood up slowly, bowed her head, and bowed: "My daughter will leave."

After Cheng Qiqi left, Emperor Jing sighed, looked at the National Teacher, and said, "Master National Teacher, is this Cheng Qiqi the daughter of destiny?"

Hearing this, the national teacher pursed his lips, and was also a little entangled: "Your Majesty, to tell you the truth, the first time I saw Miss Cheng, I thought she was the daughter of destiny, because she had very good luck. It can be called Feng Ming."

Hearing what the national teacher said, Emperor Jing frowned.

Feng Ming?It means that this Cheng Qiqi will marry his son, the future heir apparent of Dajing? ?
"But." The national teacher lowered his head, "When I saw Miss Song, I became uncertain about this idea."

"Because Miss Song is different from ordinary people and Miss Cheng. Miss Song is also lucky. Although she is not as rich as Miss Cheng, she has something that other Miss Cheng doesn't have."

Hearing this, Emperor Jing frowned and asked curiously, "What is it?"

"Aura."

The national teacher squinted his eyes halfway, and said: "Miss Song is very full of aura, which, even if I am a minister, I can't do it. This is enough to show that Miss Song is special."

Emperor Jing nodded, digested for a moment, and said: "Then do you think that Miss Song is the daughter of destiny?"

"This..." The national teacher frowned slightly, and said hesitantly, "I'm not sure, I can only look again."

"Okay." Emperor Jing sighed, "Tomorrow is the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet, so it is not appropriate to open the altar. How about three days later?"

"The minister obeys the order."

The next day, the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet.

The palace is very lively, and the palace people are busy doing their own things.

In the Ci Ning Palace, the Empress Dowager had just got up and put on her makeup, when there was a communication from the palace people outside the door.

"Empress Dowager, Dean Zhang of Hsinchu College is here."

"Well, let her in."

Soon, a woman in her thirties came into the palace with a group of palace people, and each of these palace people was holding something in their hands.

"See the Empress Dowager."

"Hey." The Empress Dowager smiled and raised her hand to support her, "There is no need to be too polite, no need to be too polite."

Dean Zhang smiled slightly, and said: "The empress dowager's birthday is today, and I specially prepared a congratulatory gift to present to my empress."

After that, she opened the box in the hand of one of the palace maids, and said: "This hairpin is designed and drawn by me for the empress, and then I found a craftsman to make it."

"Oh, you designed it yourself!" The queen mother was obviously very surprised, she reached out to take out the hairpin, she couldn't put it down.

Dean Zhang smiled: "The students in our academy knew about the birthday of the empress, and they all spontaneously cooperated to prepare congratulatory gifts for the empress. These are all."

Hearing this, the Empress Dowager looked at the rows of palace people and laughed from ear to ear: "Oh, the children have a heart!!"

The palace people opened the congratulatory gifts one by one and displayed them in front of the Queen Mother.

When the Queen Mother glanced at it, the first thing that caught her eyes was a painting of the Emperor of Shou. The ink, materials, and depth of the ink painting on it were all extremely superior.

At this time, her eyes were attracted by a wooden fish in a wooden box.

The Queen Mother walked forward slowly, stretched out her hand to caress gently, then picked it up to observe, and knocked on it.

Well, the voice is very standard, and the surface is polished extremely smooth. It must be a craftsman with experience and craftsmanship to make it, right? ?
Thinking of this, the Queen Mother asked curiously, "Who made this wooden fish?"

In the academy, the students were still complaining about Master Zeng being late.

More than half of the class time has passed, and he still hasn't come, could it be that he overslept? ?
However, in this way, everyone can enjoy themselves and play their own way.

Song Yao also brought the book that Xia Cao found for her to the college today. After all, she already knows all the knowledge in this book, and it won't be much better if she studies it any more. It's a waste of time.

Seeing Song Yao's serious appearance, Yan Sui pursed his lips and asked curiously, "What's written on it?"

Hearing this, Song Yao blinked and said with a smile, "I wrote a poignant love story between the little general and the brothel girl."

love story? ?
Yan Sui didn't understand anymore, he frowned imperceptibly, and said, "Why are you looking at this?"

"Kill the time!"

Yan Sui: "..."

Yan Sui was silent and didn't say a word. He grew up so old, and he had never read any stories about the little general and the brothel girl.

The general and the brothel girl, one in the sky and the other in the ground, will there really be an intersection?And love? ?
"Lazy."

"Ok?"

Yan Sui pursed his lips, and said hesitantly: "You said, will there be a love story between the little protégé and the daughter of the family?"

(End of this chapter)