Chapter 320 Li Guo'er: Don't even think about this princess wearing it! (Mid-Autumn Festival(1/2)
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A bright moon hangs high.
Silver light poured freely on a boudoir in Xunyang City.
In front of a half-closed window on the third floor, a young girl stayed for a long time.
This red marriage lottery was obtained by Xie's sister when she went to Donglin Temple to participate in the marriage temple fair.
It has been kept on the shelf for a long time, but today it is finally clearing up the clouds and giving a wake-up call.
Li Bao'er held the paper in one hand, covered her hot face with the other, and took a deep breath.
"Fake signature, definitely fake signature."
In an instant, she nodded very vigorously, clenched the bamboo stick and paper with her little hands, hurriedly crumpled it into a crumpled ball, and quickly threw it into a wastebasket next to her.
The little girl with plum blossom make-up had a blushing look on her face, and she wandered around in front of the window. She couldn't help but glance at the half-closed window, which looked "bright as the moon" in the sky.
"Absurd, absolutely ridiculous..."
Li Bao'er hurriedly closed the window to block out the bright moon, as if it wouldn't be there if he didn't look at it.
She ran to restore the tome to its place on the bookshelf, and returned to the bed in the back room with a slightly flustered step, leaving only a thin and angry murmur:
"This monk from Donglin Temple doesn't worship the Buddha properly. He cleans up all these things and deceives the ignorant girl's money all day long. Hehe, he can't even think of defrauding this princess..."
After a while, from the outside, the candlelight in the boudoir of the young princess of the Xunyang Palace went out.
The dark silence of late night is restored again.
There were only some tiny rustling sounds coming from time to time.
It seemed like her delicate body was turning over, causing the sound of friction on the quilt.
Outside the window, there is a lonely moon, quietly...
The moon sets and the sun rises, and the sky breaks into dawn.
The next morning, Cai Shou and a group of maids carried toiletries up the stairs and entered the boudoir.
Cai Shou quietly yawned, feeling a little sleepy.
"Have you woken up so early, Miss? Well, I have to wash up and dress up. Miss made an appointment in the morning and will go with my wife to worship Buddha and burn incense outside the city."
"Um."
A slightly weak female nasal voice came from the back room.
Rubbing the bleary-eyed Cai Shou, I vaguely felt that something was wrong with the way my young lady got up today.
Could it be that she came to Guishui, but she remembered that these days of the month were not the same, and she hadn't even started preparing the brown sugar ginger tea.
Without waiting for more questions, the little maid with a steamy face passed by the window and suddenly saw a paper basket falling to the ground, and the shredded paper and miscellaneous items inside were dumped all over the floor.
Without thinking much, Cai Shou squatted down, put her hands together, and scooped the shredded paper back into the wastebasket.
At this time, Li Bao'er got up, put on a wrinkled moon-white nightgown, and walked out of the back room.
Li Bao'er passed by the colorful ribbon and the fallen wastebasket without squinting or looking at the wastebasket.
Her pretty face with slightly dark circles under her eyes was tense, as if she was tired of getting up. She walked out of the room and went to the outhouse to dress up.
Behind the angry little princess, the little maid with a steamy face was neatly sorting the wastebasket that had fallen to the ground.
Not a trace of some crumpled red paper was visible.
A certain little princess coldly criticized the "fake lottery" that didn't work last night, and she didn't know where to go.
About an hour later.
Li Guo'er finished dressing up and wore a light green waist-length skirt, cool and elegant.
It's just that the pretty face in the bronze mirror, which is usually light makeup that is close to no makeup, is deliberately thicker, especially on the bags under the eyes.
After a while, she took the colorful ribbon and waited for the maids to go out.
The group of people walked out of the boudoir and happened to pass by three new umbrellas leaning in front of the door.
Cai Shou and other maids couldn't help but look sideways.
"Don't move."
Li Bao'er, who was walking in the front, suddenly spoke without looking back.
"Yes, miss."
Cai Shou and the other maids hurriedly nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
They waited quietly for a while. The young lady did not explain, but no one dared to ask any more questions.
The beautiful figure in the long skirt in front of her walked faster, as if running away.
…
Ouyang Rong recently went to Xunyang Prince's Mansion late at night more frequently.
Mainly during the day, various parties come to give gifts and interact with Li Xian.
Ouyang Rong was afraid that he would say something wrong, so he needed to personally check and consult with his advisers.
By the way, let’s analyze the attitudes and actions of various forces towards the Xunyang Palace.
In addition, Ouyang Rong was a little worried about Yue Ziang, whom he had met a few days ago.
This person's character and opinions are too strong and extreme.
In the past, he might have laughed it off.
But now is a critical moment, and we must not let a retainer like Yue Ziang affect Li Xian and Li Dalang.
It took everyone away from the originally planned situation of waiting and waiting before entering the city, and remained on the same track.
It's no wonder that Ouyang Rong was so vigilant, mainly because he knew Li Xian and his son too well.
They both have soft ears and tend to listen to their cronies.
Especially Li Xian, Da Lang is a little better and has some opinions of his own, while Uncle Li is really "soft and weak".
Only by close trust, close trust, and close trust often can you trust someone.
Ouyang Rong had no choice but to come often to maintain his core position as the so-called "old member of the Su family".
That's right, at the moment, Ouyang Rong, Mr. Yuan, housekeeper Shun Bo and other old friends share the same sorrow in Longcheng County.
Now, in the Xunyang Prince's Mansion, where scholars from all over the world have taken refuge and are rapidly expanding, he is secretly called "the old man of the Su Mansion" by his later retainers and staff.
Most importantly, he gained the close trust of King Lixian of Xunyang and Prince Li Fusu.
Due to physical reasons and being not good at strategy, Mr. Yuan only taught Su Dalang how to read in Juxian Garden every day and did not get involved in the planning of major events.
Moreover, because of "Shi Shuo", Mr. Yuan's attitude towards Ouyang Rong was quite complicated. Even if he had different views, he would avoid it tacitly and try his best not to have any disputes.
As for the housekeeper Shun Bo, he was an eunuch who left the palace and lived in exile with Li Xian. He was loyal but also honest.
At the moment, Prince Xunyang's family has not yet entered the Ziwei Palace in Luoyang, the capital of the gods. The eunuch and the counselor Ouyang Rong are obviously not in the same league.
Uncle Shun sometimes even took the initiative to serve Ouyang Rong tea as a gentleman.
Therefore, Ouyang Rong is the most core confidant among this small group of "old people from the Su family", and no one can shake him for the time being.
At present, the staff and disciples who are coming from all over and entering the Xunyang Prince's Mansion are vaguely aware of the existence of such a core counselor, who seems to be called "Tan Lang", and Li Xian and his son obey his words.
Naturally, the new staff and disciples would be extremely envious of this kind of status, but they couldn't force it.
And although they missed the opportunity to become "old members of Su Mansion", who can say for sure that they will not be able to become "old members of Prince Xunyang Mansion" in the future?
If you win the bet, great things will come true and the dragon will be supported smoothly.
They are all close relatives of Qiandi.
Although it now seems that the risk is still quite high, it still attracted many scholars from Jiangnan states to invest.
He opened his tail like a peacock, showing off his talents and ambitions to become the second "Tan Lang".
However, not many of them know the specific identity of "Tan Lang", so this matter is only considered semi-public.
Anyway, as the governor of Jiangzhou, Ouyang Rong would never admit this "catching on rumors" in front of others.
Although the Wei family, Wang Lengran and the Prime Minister's Palace and other forces or individuals all have a rough idea of who "Tan Lang" is.
After all, some of the matters discovered by Dragon City back then cannot be hidden even if you insist on asking about them.
In addition, because of Yue Zi'ang's incident, Ouyang Rong began to feel a little uneasy about Li Guo'er, fearing that she would randomly introduce miscellaneous people to his father and brother.
Because the recent emperors of the Li clan have turned a deaf ear to this idea.
In addition to these, of course, I often go to Xunyang Prince's Mansion recently, and I have some selfish motives.
Prepare a little surprise for my little junior sister.
Ouyang Rong sighed in embarrassment. After all, it was not his way, so he didn't want to delay his business.
night.
In the ice-drinking room, in front of the study table.
Ouyang Rong finished reading the letter and smiled.
Fold this letter from junior sister.
It was the junior sister who was telling him that she missed him, and also mentioned that she would be back soon.
Ouyang Rong estimated the distance from when she passed Yangzhou and sent this letter to now.
We will arrive in Xunyang City roughly tonight.
Not tonight, and at most no later than noon tomorrow.
To be continued...