The reborn prince can't be pushed down

Chapter 2 Qionglin is amazing
Ning Yuezhao sat on the Zhulun cart and drove unsteadily to Qionglin Garden.

Su hand rolled up the bead curtain, and the slanting light of the setting sun shone in, making Ning Yuezhao dazzled.

Finally, she lowered the curtain.

In the dim light, Ning Yuezhao, who had been reading the excerpts in the imperial study for a day, finally couldn't bear the drowsiness, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, there was a lot of festive red, and the dragon and phoenix candles were burning brightly. She, who was dressed in auspicious clothes, walked into the bridal chamber hand in hand with a man who was also wearing wedding robes.

After being married together, the queen mother was still ill, she had no intention of love affairs, the groom accepted her even though he was a little displeased.

Then the scene changed.Her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, and she stroked her abdomen with a smile, but soon, the colic in her abdomen made her smile freeze, and a bright red bloomed on the skirt.

The intense pain made her fall into the darkness, and there was only a burst of wild laughter in her ears——

"How about I did it? So what if I didn't do it? Is this evil breed unstoppable? It's really great, hahahahaha..."

"Do not……"

Ning Yuezhao curled up tightly, clutched her abdomen tightly, and cried out in pain.

"Azhao, what's the matter? Did you have a nightmare?"

An urgent cry pulled Ning Yuezhao out of the quagmire of the nightmare.

Ning Yuezhao opened her eyes, looking at the familiar delicate face in front of her, she let out a long breath, but the strong hatred in her chest could not be dispelled no matter what.

"Is there something uncomfortable?" Qingchi took the veil and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

Ning Yuezhao shook her head, still covering her abdomen with her hands, the feeling of being stabbed just now was too real, as if a piece of flesh had really fallen from her body.

Qingchi carefully handed over a cup of hot tea, and said, "Drink some hot tea to calm down the shock."

Yan Qingchi is the daughter of Grand Tutor Ning Yuezhao, who entered the palace as her companion at the age of seven, and is now her close female official.During the nine years of getting along with each other, the two were called monarchs and ministers, but in fact they loved each other like sisters, so they didn't stick to those common etiquettes when getting along.

Ning Yuezhao took the hot tea, took a sip, and said, "I just dreamed about..."

"Hush!" Qingchi immediately covered her mouth and said seriously, "Don't talk about nightmares, if you say it, it will come true."

"Where did you hear it, it's nonsense, it's just a dream!" Ning Yuezhao rubbed the center of her brows, and then she was completely relieved.But since Qingchi didn't want to hear her talk, she didn't bother to talk about it.

The man in the dream should be her husband, but unfortunately she couldn't see the man's face clearly.

The thought of getting married brought back some unhappiness in her heart, and she simply put this annoying dream behind her.

The Zhulun chariot stopped at Qionglin Garden, and the scholars and civil and military officials had already arrived, and the chatter and laughter inside could be heard outside the gate.

Empress Daxing, that is, Ning Yuezhao's mother, has been ill for a long time, and she, the empress dowager, is almost in charge of the affairs of the court. She even presided over the Qionglin Banquet to reward the new scholars. .

"It's been a long time since it was so lively!" Qingchi helped Ning Yuezhao out of the car, and couldn't help being infected by the laughter coming from inside.

Ning Yuezhao felt relieved when she heard the sound, and stepped into Qionglin Garden.

"Princess Changning is here!"

Accompanied by the eunuch's shrill report, the scholars of Xinke and all the officials left the table one after another, prostrating and prostrating.

"Meet Your Royal Highness, a thousand years ago."

With the support of Qingchi, Ning Yuezhao stepped on the red carpet and boarded her jade seat, then lightly parted her vermilion lips, and said, "Pingshen."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

The scholars of Xinke and the officials returned to their respective seats. The civil and military officials were already familiar with the princess who was entrusted to supervise the country, but for the scholars of Xinke, it was still very novel.

Facing the fresh faces who were curious but did not dare to be too presumptuous, Ning Yuezhao smiled lightly, and said: "I was not present at the palace examination that day, and I didn't know all the new scholars. Drink a glass of wine with you, everyone don't be restrained today."

Following the old practice, the order of the new scholars' self-reported names is from the last of the top three to the number one scholar. No one has been listening to the time report for a long time, so this rule was established.

But the rules are dead, even if they are placed at the end, it will not affect the high attention of the officials to the first-class Jinshi.

It is said that "forty young Jinshi", most of this year's Jinshi are around 40 years old, and the youngest is Jiang Nian, the number one scholar, but the year of the weak crown.Jiang Nian was born in the Jiang family, a century-old family in Daxing. His father, Jiang Qixi, was the chief assistant of the cabinet, and his elder brother, Jiang Xu, served in the Ministry of Officials.Having a good background, full of talent, and good looks, can be said to take advantage of everything in the world, making people envious and jealous.

When Ning Yuezhao's eyes fell on Jiang Nian, he saw the handsome young man with clear eyes sitting quietly in the front seat, wearing the same style of scarlet scholar's robes on him, which seemed to reflect There is a different kind of romantic and free and easy feeling.

At that time, Ning Yuezhao had already drank a lot of wine, and was slightly drunk.Jiang Nian stood up, raised his glass and said, "My humble minister Jiang Nian, respect Your Highness."

When the voice that was as clear as a clear spring came to Ning Yuezhao's ears, it was as if a thunderbolt had struck her, and her intoxication disappeared immediately, and even the figure in front of her like a jade tree facing the wind overlapped with the image in her dream .

With a "clang", the cup in Ning Yuezhao's hand fell to the ground.

Thinking of Princess Changning, since she entered the court, she has never lost her composure here, and all the officials were a little surprised for a while.

Qingchi is the closest to her, even though she didn't know why Ning Yuezhao suddenly lost her composure, she quickly smoothed things over and said, "Your Highness drank a little too much today, if you don't replace the bar with tea, I believe it is understandable for the champion."

Jiang Nian smiled lightly, and said: "It's my humble minister who was negligent and failed to consider His Highness's health, His Highness can do whatever he wants."

If he hadn't been dazzled just now, an inexplicable disgust flashed in Ning Yuezhao's eyes.He hasn't done anything yet, why do you hate him?

Ning Yuezhao also came back to her senses at this moment, took the tea handed over by Qingchi, and said with a smile: "I have lost my composure. I will use tea instead of wine to apologize to Zhuangyuan Lang."

Jiang Nian drank the wine in his glass, a smile appeared on his lips, "I dare not take it."

Next, it's time for the scholars to show their talents. Most of the scholars have just passed the big exam and are exhausted physically and mentally. Play a tune or something.

When it was Jiang Nian's turn, the officials asked, "What is Zhuangyuan Lang planning to perform? Since you are the number one scholar, you can't be like everyone else."

Jiang Nian was still calm and calm, but he seemed to be very embarrassed and said: "Aren't you adults bullying me? Someone has performed piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Is it possible that I have to do somersaults for everyone to see?"

After all the officials heard this, many of them laughed out loud, wondering whether this number one scholar is young and humorous.

Ning Yuezhao was also looking at Jiang Nian. She was not a mean person, but in the past, she would have made a sound to help others.It's just that because of the previous dream and the words that the Queen Mother had been whispering in her ear a few days ago, she didn't have a good impression of Jiang Nian, and now she even had the mentality of wanting to see him make a fool of himself.

Jiang Qixi saw that Ning Yuezhao didn't speak, so he had to come forward to protect his shortcomings, "My colleagues, don't tease the dog."

The second assistant Xu Zhi, who was in the same cabinet as Jiang Qixi, but lowered his shoulders, said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang Ge, don't be humble. The number one scholar is amazing and brilliant. He will definitely bring us a different performance. Everyone agrees." ?”

When Xu Zhi opened his mouth, the people who were on the same team as him immediately agreed.

At this time, Jiang Nian stood up, looked at Ning Yuezhao, and said seriously: "It would be too rude to perform somersaults in front of Her Highness the Princess. In order not to disappoint everyone, I will perform a sword dance."

Seeing that he was confident, Ning Yuezhao said impatiently: "Yan Mo, lend Jiang Zhuangyuan your sword."

Yan Mo is the personal bodyguard chosen by the empress for Ning Yuezhao, who silently follows her all the year round, guarding her like a shadow.Hearing Ning Yuezhao's order, Yan Mo was about to untie his sword.

"Slow down." Jiang Nian said suddenly, "This minister dares to use the 'Phoenix Mark' on His Highness' waist."

Ning Yuezhao frowned, but said nothing.As the crown prince, she is naturally good at both civil and martial arts. The soft sword on her waist is the sword of the emperors of the Daxing Dynasty. Because she has not succeeded to the throne, the sword "Dragon Shadow" belonging to the emperor is with her mother. .Her father passed away early, and her mother gave her the "Phoenix Mark" first.Now Jiang Nian wants "Phoenix Mark", although it is borrowed, it still makes her unhappy.

Jiang Nian said again: "Your Highness, the swordsmanship of this humble official needs to be combined with the soft sword to dance gracefully. Guard Yan has the heavy responsibility of protecting His Highness. It is better not to leave the weapon. That's why I have the courage to make this request."

Hearing what he said, if you don't borrow it, you are being stingy.Ning Yuezhao pulled out "Feng Hen" with a cold face, "If you dance well, I will reward you a lot; if you don't dance well..." She only spoke half of the sentence, but the meaning was already obvious.

Jiang Nian stepped forward and took the "Feng Hen" respectfully, "I will not disappoint Your Highness."

Jiang Nian walked to the middle with his sword in hand, and said to the Jinshi who had just performed the piano: "Brother, please play "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" for me."

The Jinshi got Jiang Nian's roll call and agreed in a hurry. This is a great opportunity to show his face in front of the princess, how can he let it go.

The strings are plucked lightly, and the music flows like flowing water.

Jiang Nian held a long sword, and his crimson scholar's robe fluttered in the night wind, dancing with his figure.

"When you see a beautiful woman, you will never forget it. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy."

Jiang Nian's wrist was nimble, and under the bright light, there seemed to be a chaotic flow of light, with thousands of flying stars passing by.The sword light danced, and the clear voice sang the words, complementing each other.

"The phoenix is ​​soaring, seeking the phoenix from all over the world. The helpless beauty is not on the east wall."

There are bursts of sword chants, the melody is faint, and the singing is high-pitched, full of endless thoughts.

"Substitute the Qin for the language, and talk about it from the bottom of my heart. When will I see Xu Xi, and comfort me when I'm hesitant."

The sword shadow is clear, the scarlet robe is like fire, and the singing voice turns down, singing infinitely sad.

"May your words be worthy of virtue, and join hands with each other. Don't let me fly, and make me fall."

The moment Jian Guang stopped, the singing also stopped abruptly, and everyone felt the almost hopeless sadness in the singing.The scene paused for a moment before someone took the lead in applauding.

Even Ning Yuezhao has to admit that Jiang Nian is indeed a good dancer. From his movements, it can be seen that his swordsmanship is not only good-looking, he is also a practitioner with kung fu foundation.

Holding the sword, Jiang Nian walked to the side of the jade seat, "Your Highness, is this humble minister eligible to receive the reward?"

Ning Yuezhao's complexion was very ugly, first she borrowed the "Phoenix Mark", and then sang "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix", if she still doesn't understand what his intentions are, what face does she have to be the heir apparent!

The people below couldn't see Ning Yuezhao's expression clearly, they could only see that she was staring at Jiang Nian intently, taking it for granted that our princess was so moved by Jiang Zhuangyuan's confession that she was speechless.

Ning Yuezhao retracted the "Feng Hen" with a stinking face, and said contemptuously: "It's just mere, no reward or no punishment."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness." Jiang Nian smiled, his eyes were as clear as stars.

The words of the two of them fell into the ears of everyone, and everyone smiled knowingly—His Highness was shy.

When the Qionglin Banquet ended, it was already past the end.As usual, Ning Yuezhao was going to the empress' bedroom for a walk, even though the empress had already fallen asleep at this time.

Surprisingly, the Shenglong Temple is still brightly lit tonight.

Why hasn't the Queen gone to bed yet?Ning Yuezhao was puzzled, but she saw that Aunt Bitao, the Queen's personal official and the head of the Dragon Palace, came up from a distance, "Your Highness is here, but I'm afraid you won't come here if you think His Majesty is going to bed. Are you going to invite you?"

"The queen mother is waiting for me?"

"Yes, come in quickly, Your Highness."

Before Ning Yuezhao stepped into the bedroom, she heard the voice of the empress talking to the palace maid——

"Your Majesty, Jiang Zhuangyuan not only writes well, but also has superb swordsmanship. His Highness was fascinated by it!"

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