Turning misfortunes into good fortune starts with seizing the direct descendants in Kowloon

Chapter 14: Declining the banquet, "Warrior" destiny

Participating in a poetry meeting is directly like a small evil or a big evil?
  Although Lu Mingyuan was surprised, he was not surprised.

He finally disappeared from everyone's eyes and became an invisible person that no one cared about. At this time, going to a poetry meeting to show off his skills and write poems was indeed no different from asking for death.

What surprised him was that the second hexagram, which showed that he refused the banquet on the surface and secretly participated in the poetry meeting to shock the emperor's capital anonymously, was actually favored by Emperor Yong'an.

From the side, it seems that his cheap father has not completely given up on him.

This is not okay.

The four hexagrams more or less reveal a message. Whoever performs well in the Imperial Capital Poetry Society is very likely to be favored by Emperor Yong'an, and then has a greater chance of seizing the throne.

And as long as he participates in poetry gatherings and dares to steal the limelight, he will be jealous of his two "good brothers", namely the eldest prince and the second prince.

In this factional fight, the main reason for the selection of the heir is that these two people are the most qualified to compete.

The eldest prince, Lu Changfeng, is the son of the queen. He has many supporters in the court, including civil servants and military generals. He is also the most promising candidate to become the prince. However, Naihe himself has no sense of existence and seems a bit mediocre.

The other, the second prince Lu Guangjing, the son of Concubine Xue, also has supporters, most of whom are veterans of the former dynasty. In Lu Mingyuan’s impression, this person has had a good reputation since he was a child. He is smart, smart, well-mannered, courteous and courteous to others. His anger is invisible, he likes to make friends the most, and he has many cronies.

There are also many aides and capable people under the sect, including Taoist qigong practitioners, Confucian temple gentlemen, and some other people of three religions and nine streams.

An old minister who had served three emperors once commented that he had the appearance of an emperor.

And I, with just my mother and grandpa, seem to be too weak.

Forget it, it’s just too much to think about.

Lu Mingyuan shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

The first hexagram is the most reliable.

The auspicious hexagram in the upper line indicates that it is a perfect hexagram, and if it exists, it must be chosen.

Declining the banquet is the best choice for him. Even if the second choice can obtain the fate of [Scribe], it is also very risky. Because he is jealous of the two people and is in danger, the gain outweighs the loss. .

"Yunqing, I won't go to this big banquet." Lu Mingyuan looked at Lu Yunqing with an extremely serious look.

"Why?"

Lu Yunqing was stunned and asked with a puzzled expression.

Lu Mingyuan chuckled: "It's not like you don't know that my brother has never been an elegant person. The land of dust and smoke is the place I most yearn for. This banquet of various countries is too solemn and formal, making me feel uncomfortable."

"Besides, I am guilty and have no face to see my father again."

Lu Yunqing didn't expect that he would refuse, so he persuaded her earnestly: "Sixth brother, I have paved the road for you. As long as you can participate in the poetry meeting, I will give you the poems I prepared in advance. It will surely amaze everyone by then." , if my father is happy, if we can open up the situation, maybe we can let you out, Brother Six?"

what?
  Lu Mingyuan was stunned.

Is there still such an operation?
  He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, not knowing whether to be relieved or helpless.

However, the other party always did it for his own good, which moved him very much.

But my stupid brother.

There is no way out by seizing the direct descendants, stability is the right way.

Lu Mingyuan sighed and said: "You said it's just in case. This possibility is very slim. Leave the poetry to yourself. You have loved reading since you were a child and you are a top scholar. It's a pity that you were born in an emperor's family. It's better to leave this opportunity to you. You, please let these small foreign countries see our great Yan national destiny. In addition to the prosperous military fortune, the cultural fortune is also prosperous."

"But."

Lu Yunqing wanted to persuade her again, but was interrupted by Lu Mingyuan:
  "I'm fine. As you can see, I live very comfortably in the cold palace. The cold palace is made of iron and the palace maids are flowing water. My life is as nourishing as my brother's life here."

Seeing that he could not persuade him, Lu Yunqing had no choice but to give up. He looked at Lu Mingyuan with great admiration and said with emotion: "Seeing that Sixth Brother can cheer up like this, I feel relieved about this trip."

After staying in the cold palace for more than a month, it is incredible that I can still be so optimistic and open-minded.

Throughout the dynasties, there have been countless emperors and concubines who, after being imprisoned in the cold palace, became completely depressed, became negative and depressed, got seriously ill, and then became crazy.

"I have a lot of things to be busy with, and then I will go and report your decision to Father, so I will leave first."

Lu Yunqing bid farewell to Lu Mingyuan with a bit of reluctance in his eyes.

"Sixth Brother, wait for me, I will rescue you sooner or later!"

Before leaving, he turned back with a firm look.

"Ok."

Lu Mingyuan could only force out a smile and reluctantly reply.

He saw Lu Yunqing all the way to the entrance of Leng Palace and waved goodbye.

I don’t know when we will meet next.

Lu Mingyuan didn't think much about it, he just hoped that his younger brother would not die in the whirlpool of the struggle for the throne and become a political victim.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a familiar face passing by the Imperial Guards on duty along the way.

It was Zhou Pingfu who was kneeling in the snow a month ago.

It seems that he has endured seven days of suffering and successfully accepted the blame.

Zhou Pingfu, who was passing by, obviously saw Lu Mingyuan. His eyes were full of surprise. He stopped midway, bowed slightly to Lu Mingyuan and performed a military salute.

Lu Mingyuan is responsible for "knowing people" and can see the gratitude hidden in the other person's expression.

And a deep sense of kindness.

Lu Mingyuan didn't think much and nodded slightly.

Everything is in silence.

After the ceremony, Zhou Pingfu returned to the team and continued to inspect the palace.

Lu Mingyuan then returned to Qingzhu Palace and didn't pay too much attention to this episode.

I don’t know how big a force it will become in the future.

Qingzhu Palace.

The oil lamp was slightly yellow, and the moonlight from the window was projected on every corner of the hall, making it feel extremely lonely.

Lu Mingyuan was lying on the bed, and several lines of text appeared in front of his eyes.

[The hexagram is completed, good luck. 】

[Obtain the mortal life style - Wufu, with a refining degree of 50%]

[Every white fortune sign (martial arts man): A brave warrior, a prince, a city, millions of corpses in the mountains and rivers, the country needs martial arts forever, a mere warrior, the heart of martial arts is so red that it can reach the sky. 】

[Unlock the destiny trait-Red Heart (Elementary)]

"Red Heart (Elementary): Single-minded and perseverance, the progress of practicing martial arts will be doubled."

Lu Mingyuan's eyes lit up, his face was overjoyed and his heart was full of fire.

This destiny is really suitable for him!

A big boost, definitely a big boost.

He was worried that his martial arts practice was improving too slowly, but he happened to have the blessing of the "Martial Arts Master" fate, which would definitely make his practice speed reach a higher level!

Maybe I can break through to the marrow cleansing realm this month!
  Lu Mingyuan was very excited.

"Your Highness, it's time to wash up and rest." Ziyun walked into the house obediently carrying a wooden basin filled with hot water. She was wearing a purple palace dress. She had a graceful figure and full of charm. If you didn't look at her face, she was really a beauty. .

"okay."

During the month that Lu Mingyuan was in the cold palace, he gradually got used to the feeling of being served.

Just stretch your legs and someone will wash your feet.

Lu Mingyuan's gaze moved downwards, and he accidentally saw something wrapped around the collar of Ziyun's clothes, something similar to a bandage.

"What's tied to your chest?"

he asked directly.

Ziyun glanced at her collar, her cheeks turned red and she said, "It's a corset."

"Are you still binding your breasts?"

Lu Mingyuan said in surprise.

Ziyun nodded and said: "Yes, if it is not wrapped up, it will be inconvenient to move. When practicing martial arts, the old people in the palace teach you this."

Lu Mingyuan knew how harmful corsets were to people, and out of serious considerations, he said seriously:
  "I order you, starting from tonight, you are not allowed to wrap yourself again."

Although Ziyun didn't understand, she still agreed: "I obey."

After washing his feet, Lu Mingyuan was ready to go to bed.

As a result, she found that Ziyun had not left, but was standing beside the bed, hesitating.

"Why are you still standing?"

Lu Mingyuan said doubtfully.

Ziyun's face was pure and beautiful, with burn marks on her forehead. She bit her lip and said, "There has always been a rule in the palace that the maids must fulfill, but His Highness has not asked any slaves to do it in a month. That kind of thing has happened, so I always feel sorry in my heart."

It was the first time Lu Mingyuan heard that there was such a rule. He rubbed his eyes, yawned and said, "What's wrong with you? I'm not in the mood."

Hearing these words, Ziyun trembled and said aggrievedly: "I know that His Highness thinks I am dirty and not good-looking. He has always been the fifth prince's person, so he has always been unwilling to trust me. But I am following you sincerely." Your Highness, and the Fifth Prince thinks I am ugly and has never touched my slave. I am still in perfect condition, as evidenced by the palace sand in my hand."

Lu Mingyuan squinted his eyes and slowly activated "Recognize People", and he could see Ziyun's true thoughts at a glance.

"You are very scared in your heart, but you are not afraid of me. What are you afraid of?"

"This slave is afraid to leave Qingzhu Palace and His Highness."

Ziyun's eyes were a little red and she said honestly.

"Hahaha."

Hearing this, Lu Mingyuan smiled: "Are you kidding?"

But in fact, he saw the other party's expression clearly, and the other party did not lie.

Ziyun said in a delicate voice: "I feel that His Highness is not as lecherous and gambling as the outside world says. In fact, privately, he is a very affectionate and righteous person."

"What do you mean by feeling? Your feeling is useful?"

Lu Mingyuan said expressionlessly.

"This slave is guilty."

Ziyun immediately knelt down, looking terrified, not even daring to wipe away her tears.

Lu Mingyuan looked at her and remained silent.

I actually missed such a detail.

The palace maid next to the most handsome man in the capital is actually still in perfect condition. Is there any bigger flaw than this?

unwise.

Lu Mingyuan rubbed his frown, patted the bed next to him, and said to Ziyun:
  "Sit over here."

Ziyun walked over honestly and obediently, then flattened the hem of her skirt before sitting down, her virtuous and gentle temperament clearly revealed.

Lu Mingyuan looked at her face. She had slender eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, skin as white as snow, an extremely charming face, and moist red lips. Such a kind-hearted woman was disfigured.

But to be honest, the scar on her face is not as big as expected. From the right side of her cheek to her forehead, it is only half the size of a palm. If you get used to it, it's actually not bad.

But if you see it for the first time, you will definitely be scared.

"Where do your scars come from?"

Lu Mingyuan asked.

Ziyun explained: "When I was sixteen, I was burned by the fire while trying to save the paintings and calligraphy collection that caught fire in the palace."

"Who is your family? What do you do? Why did you enter the palace?"

Lu Mingyuan continued to ask.

Ziyun blinked her beautiful eyes and replied honestly: "A native of Danzhou in the south, my ancestors were fishermen. In order for my younger brother to study, I can have a lot of money in the palace and send it home every month."

Lu Mingyuan nodded slightly, indicating that he had a preliminary understanding.

She is a silly sister who was sold into the palace by her family for her younger brother.

As far as he knew, Dayan recruited a large number of palace maids and eunuchs from all over the country every year.

These palace maids are all expendables, and they only eat the rice of youth.

If there is no progress in the palace and you get into a key position, you will be replaced every ten or twenty years. When you grow old, you will find an ordinary person to marry, which is a portrayal of the life of most old palace ladies.

The wealthy gentry and aristocrats would not sell their daughters to enter the palace. If they wanted to enter, they would choose their concubines through a draft.

Only poor people would sell their daughters to the palace in exchange for a large sum of money.

The tip of Ziyun's nose was filled with a strong masculine scent. The distance between the two was only a few inches. Looking at the handsome man in front of her, she felt a long-lost sense of happiness.

After going through a series of cruel tests, she finally entered the palace, only to face a cruel and unscrupulous fifth prince.

Facing all kinds of people in the palace every day, I can't hold my head up.

However, since arriving at Qingzhu Palace, this situation has changed.

The day of purity actually came to her.

This made her unbelievable.

She thought that the sixth prince would be the same as the fifth prince, but she didn't expect that after so long, she saw a different sixth prince.

"Lie down."

A magnetic voice sounded.

Hearing this, Ziyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, she obeyed the instructions, and found that the clothes on her body gradually faded away.

"Hmph, tonight I will let you know how powerful this prince is!"

Blow out the lights and turn off the lights. The Qingzhu Palace, which has always been cold on snowy winter nights, is actually very warm tonight.

(End of this chapter)