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Chapter 59 The prime minister in white and the beautiful princess

Today, Princess Zhao, who has changed into a plain white gauze dress and is not wearing red clothes, is kneeling and sitting in front of the desk, holding a book and reading. There are only two maids, two janitor eunuchs, and a laundry old man in the large hall. Grandma was playing with flowers and plants in the courtyard, and the air was extremely cold.

This hall is made of the finest dragon sandalwood, and a gilt sandalwood burner with a suet-fat jade base is placed on the table.

But soon, the incense burnt out.

Yang Yingchan stood up, and without bothering the servants, she lit a stick of sandalwood herself, and sat down on her knees again, with her buttocks resting on her legs, invisibly squeezing out a full arc. Even if the two maids in the palace were both women, they saw This scene makes my heart move. The princess has three thousand blue hairs that are extremely soft and soft. The personal maids gently held them in their hands when they were combing them in the morning, and they all couldn't help but praise her from the bottom of their hearts.

At the same time, the princess treats others very well.

Unlike the rumors outside, the daughters of warriors are quite arrogant, vulgar and savage, and they often cook delicious food for them. If you say hello, the gentle-tempered princess will look at the servants like them and smile softly.

Although the princess is a martial arts practitioner, she loves reading. I have also asked why. It is probably because she lacks something and needs to learn more if she doesn't understand something. It seems to be the principle of "you can't stop learning".

When the maid occasionally cleans the white porcelain jade feet of the princess who is tired from reading late at night, her heart will skip a beat and she will sigh that the princess is so beautiful.

That is not just about physical beauty. In terms of appearance, most of the concubines in the palace are not bad. This is a dignified look that makes people admire them once they take a look at them.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a knock on the door.

"Slave, please open the door."

The two personal maids took the initiative to step forward. Yang Yingchan said softly, her eyes never leaving the book.

The door opened wide, and a rather handsome young man in a bamboo-colored python robe strutted into the hall, with a faint smile on his lips, followed by two maids, one red and one purple.

When Yang Yingchan saw this person, surprise flashed through her beautiful eyes: "Your Highness, Sixth Prince, why are you here?"

Lu Mingyuan came to the palace. After looking around, he felt like he was at his own home. He found a chair and sat down and said with a smile:
  "His Highness shouted too harshly, and it sounded strange to me. My sister-in-law can just call me uncle."

"Didn't I tell you before that I might often come to my sister-in-law's place to get food? I happened to be hungry today. Could it be that my sister-in-law forgot about it?"

When Yang Yingchan heard this, she silently did not answer.

Although this sixth prince was handsome, he was still a pervert at heart.

That day, I thought it was just a joke and polite words between each other, but I didn't expect that he actually came.

After all, she is the wife of King Zhao, and the other party is the sixth prince of Dayan.

Now that her husband is still in prison, if someone really finds out that she has some gossip with the sixth prince, then she will be scolded in the spine. How can she stay in the palace like this?

However, if he refuses, with the temper of the sixth prince, he will definitely not give himself an easy life.

The other party's mother-in-law is Concubine Yaoguang, and her grandfather is still the current Prime Minister of Great Yan. No matter which one she can afford to offend now. Concubine Yaoguang was extremely favored in the harem. If she offended the Sixth Prince, she would offend Concubine Yaoguang.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Lu Mingyuan vaguely guessed what she was thinking and smiled softly.

He took out a mahogany box from his sleeve and handed it over:

"Of course, sister-in-law, I didn't come empty-handed to eat other people's food. I'm giving this to you."

Yang Yingchan took the box blankly, not expecting that the other party would give her something as a gift.

"what is this?"

"Sister-in-law will know when you open it."

Hearing this, Yang Yingchan opened a corner of the box.

I saw a string of extremely exquisite amber jade beads. The amber was as smooth as white fat. The six-character Buddhist mantra was engraved on it, which made people feel clear and clear after looking at it.

Lu Mingyuan explained: "These are Buddhist delusion-breaking beads. They have mantras to protect the gods and can calm the mind. They were given to me by my mother. However, I have too many such things, so I gave a bunch to my sister-in-law. .”

This is also true.

Some time ago, my mother would often send people some treasures, delicacies from mountains and seas, treasures and ornaments, all of which were collected from the Cui family and the Xie family.

However, when he chose to give it to the other party, he naturally had a deep meaning and had three levels of thoughts.

The first level is very simple. He is unhappy with the eldest prince.

The aftermath of the struggle between the eldest prince and the second prince has threatened him many times, and he has not forgotten his imprisonment to this day. Although this is not directly related to the eldest prince, and it is the second prince who caused trouble, it cannot be separated from him. When the palace changed later It almost put him in danger again.

He can't beat the second prince now, but there is still no problem in bullying the eldest prince. Moreover, when he reaches the upper third rank in the future, the first person to settle the score must be his second son, Lu Guangjing.

Now that the eldest prince is in prison, bullying Princess Zhao should not be a problem.

There are so many eyes and ears in the palace, how can I not know what he did and who he met in the palace?
  Since nothing happened, there was no warning from the father.

It shows that the father's attitude is very clear. The only value of Princess Zhao now is to control King Zhenbei. As long as she can control Princess Zhao, other things don't matter.

Maybe my father hoped that Princess Zhao would create a scandal so that he could start a war with Mobei and find a suitable reason.

As for this second level of thinking, it’s not complicated.

Yang Xiao, the king of Zhenbei, is a vassal king with a border army of 300,000 people, and he needs to be roped in.

His grandfather said this.

Just because you don’t fight doesn’t mean you don’t have any preparations.

The third level of thinking cannot be simpler. This Yang Yingchan is indeed smooth and good-looking. She is definitely the best candidate to solidify her playboy character.

His Highness the eldest prince looks down upon him, and his self-esteem does not allow it, so he cannot be so pedantic.

For a moment, Yang Yingchan was stroking the Buddhist bead of breaking the void, feeling a little lost in thought.

In all the years she has been in the capital, no one has ever given her any gifts except mooncakes from the palace.

Love at first sight, women are fickle.

Yang Yingchan had a bad impression of Lu Mingyuan just now, thinking that he was just a pervert, but now that she had collected the beads and had a sandalwood box lying on her lap, she started to rub the beads with pity.

In fact, she recalled a lot of things.

Holding this string of blue-white amber jade beads, Yang Yingchan lowered her head and stared at it. In the eyes of outsiders, as a princess, King Zhao belongs to her, Mobei belongs to her, freedom, freedom, glory and wealth are also hers. But what is the specific truth? Just like the common people in the city will never know about the intrigues in the temples and palaces. In fact, these are not hers.

She had nothing, she was alone, that was all.

"Uncle."

Yang Yingchan put away her thoughts and suddenly shouted.

"Ok?"

Lu Mingyuan didn't know what she was thinking, as if she had changed her mind.

"Thank you for the items you sent me. I'll go have someone prepare the ingredients and light a fire to cook."

After saying that, she got up, walked into a side courtyard in the courtyard, and asked the old woman to light a fire.

Half an hour later.

Lu Mingyuan sat at the table and looked at the five dishes in front of him, very surprised.

Pork ribs with chopped green onion, fried sesame cakes, steamed lion head, shrimp and tofu soup, and fresh bamboo shoots in vegetarian soup.

Did the princess do all this alone?

The bamboo shoots and tofu are cut with really good knife skills.

Yang Yingchan wiped her hands with an embroidered handkerchief, slowly sat down, and said with a smile: "It makes my uncle laugh, these are some dishes that are not of good quality."

Lu Mingyuan picked up the chopsticks and laughed: "I thought my sister-in-law was a martial arts practitioner, but I didn't expect her to be so ingenious."

Yang Yingchan said with a faint look: "I haven't practiced martial arts for many years. I have been staying in the house. I can't go out to listen to music and hang out, so I just do whatever I want in the house."

"You've been in the house all this time, won't eldest brother let you out of the house?"

Lu Mingyuan asked doubtfully.

Yang Yingchan lied and explained reluctantly: "My husband is a strong-willed man and won't let me show up."

The relationship between the two has been determined from the moment the marriage was agreed, and the family scandal must not be made public.

She is a very optimistic woman who seldom complains about others and accepts everything. Her mother passed away early and she was carefree in her childhood. She witnessed her father roaming the battlefield and demons attacking the city. She was only eight years old when her father was made king. Before leaving, he said a lot of words that she couldn't understand at the time, which probably meant that it was a pity that he wasn't born as a boy, but she didn't regret giving birth to him, and she didn't bear any grudge against the father who sent her here as a hostage.

I remembered the splendor of the palace when I first entered the palace, the cold face of Emperor Yong'an back then, and the torture Lu Changfeng endured day and night.

Although she was young at that time, she understood a lot of truths, but after all, she hoped to be taken back and see her father again, even for a single glance, but she didn't.

She's trapped here.

"Is it tasty?"

Seeing Lu Mingyuan devouring his rice, Yang Yingchan asked with anticipation.

“Delicious, white, tender and smooth.”

"For tofu to reach this level, the knife skills required are too high, and the heat must be skillfully controlled."

After receiving such evaluation, Yang Yingchan was already satisfied and showed a relaxed smile.

There are not many things that can prove her worth, and now there is one more thing.

Lu Mingyuan was slightly startled when he saw the other party's smile. He felt the spring breeze blowing on his face and the pear trees blooming, and smiled brightly:
  "Sister-in-law, you look so beautiful when you smile."

When Yang Yingchan heard this, her face turned red.

Seeing her like this, Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but comment: "The talented poet is naturally the prime minister in white. The beauty is the princess with her smile."

After Yang Yingchan heard this sentence, she felt a little dazed, and then looked surprised.

"My uncle can actually form words."

Lu Mingyuan smiled softly: "It's just a poem from a brothel, why can't I sing it?"

"But I have never heard these words from my uncle."

When Yang Yingchan had nothing to do, he would also buy some Dayandi newspapers to read. They would record some important events inside and outside the court, or admonitions and articles by famous scholars, and poems sought after by literati.

This sentence about the prime minister in white clothes is catchy and not like a vulgar article. How could it not be in the Di newspaper?

(End of this chapter)