Heaven knows the earth knows

When Yang Ling returned to the side hall, Princess Yongfu had arrived first, and was walking back and forth in the hall with a slightly frown, looking very worried. This hall is usually deserted, because the princess meets guests today and Yang Ling has a noble status, so when Yang Ling arrives, the copper carbon furnace at four corners ignited a red carbon fire. On both sides of the peach wood screens that are at a glance, the two cranes also sprayed a faint smoke of smoke from their mouths, which is pleasant for a moment and warm as spring.

When Princess Yongfu saw Yang Ling coming in, she hurriedly came forward and said, "I have met the Duke."

Yang Ling also bowed and said, "Princess Lao has been waiting for a long time."

Princess Yongfu Zhan Yan smiled and said, "It's because I've been waiting for a long time. I'm still here just now."

Only then did Yang Ling notice that she was wearing a purple silk double-breasted jacket, with a light blue butterfly-playing flower-turning patterned armor on the outside, a dark blue water silk skirt, and a bright yellow cloak on her body had not been taken off. It was obvious that she had just arrived.

Princess Yongfu twisted her fingers, secretly glanced at Yang Ling, and then sat gently on a chair, then said: "Please sit down."

Yang Ling nodded and sat on the chair opposite her, quietly looking at Yongfu. Princess Yongfu's skin was as snowy as she was, and she was very graceful and generous with a light green slim waist. She sat there, and the pair of buds on her chest also showed a delicate arc. Princess Yongfu was more beautiful than Huafu, but she had a faint resentment between her eyebrows, and she had a bit of a mature woman's temperament.

Yang Ling's heart was shocked. Different girls had different styles, just like flowers blooming, each with their own beauty. Although Yongfu's face was not the unique beauty he saw, others could not imitate her temperament. Every frown, smile, every move, even if she sat there, she had a slight difference. What she brought was a completely different feeling.

Yang Ling didn't dare to look at her, her eyes drooped slightly, staring at the tip of her boots with slightly exposed under her skirt and bowed, "I wonder what's wrong with your highness calling me?"

"Ah?" Princess Yongfu shouted softly, and his tranced mind suddenly woke him up. She said whispered: "This princess...... well...... Ah! By the way, did the Duke recognize Princess Xiang'er of the Shu Palace when he was in Sichuan?"

"Recognize".

Yang Ling only said two words, and Yongfu didn't know what to say anymore. His white fingers were twisted with both hands, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "My mother likes Xiang'er very much and has promoted her to the princess. I just arrived this morning. After meeting her mother, I... I just held a banquet to welcome her."

There was no sound on the opposite side. Princess Yongfu raised her head nervously, just facing Yang Ling's curious eyes. And the expression of a smile on his lips made Princess Yongfu even more panicked.

Behind the screen in the hall, two little girls were squatting, one was light pink and the other was light green, both of whom were petite. Their skin was tender and the pink was bright and beautiful, so pretty that they wanted to swallow it with saliva.

He gently knelt Princess Yongchun beside him with his elbow. Zhu Xianger leaned close to her ear and said to the mosquito, "Sister Yongfu is afraid of the surname Yang."

Yongchun gave her a blank look and said with a lip : "Little idiot!"

Zhu Xianger grabbed her crystal clear and delicate little earlobe and whispered: "You are the little idiot! The surname of Yang Di is not the prince consort. Why did she call someone to report some of her own family matters?"

Yongchun was itchy with her tone. She shrugged her left shoulder, broke away from Zhu Xianger's hand, raised her fingers and snorted, lying like a puppy between the gaps of the two screens, looking out.

Although there was a thick velvet carpet under her feet, she looked like she didn't have the appearance of a princess at all. Zhu Xianger smiled wickedly, curled up her fingers and suddenly flicked her buttocks. Yongchun didn't look back and patted her backhand lightly.

The two little girls were eavesdropping and fighting, and Yang Ling coughed in front of him and said, "Princess, you must have something to say when you come to me, right? Since Yang Ling entered Beijing, he has been trusted and trusted by the late emperor and the current emperor. He has also had a good relationship with the two Your Highnesses. Yang Ling must be impressed.

If His Highness is inconvenient to speak to his ministers, then he will overthrow it. His Highness can try to treat me as a close friend. If you have any worries, just tell me, you can speak out and hear me, except for the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, Yang Ling will not let the third person know. Your Highness... can speak as much as possible."

Princess Yongchun pointed to her nose proudly, then tapped Zhu Xianger's chest, and whispered: "I am the third one, you are the fourth one."

After hearing Yang Ling's words, Princess Yongfu's face turned red, and she ate and said, "I have always regarded you as a friend. I... I want to..."

Seeing that there were no one else in the hall, if Yang Ling was talking about her own thoughts, it was easier to tell him than to be in front of her mother and the emperor's brother. She gritted her teeth and simply made up her mind and said directly: "I want to ask the Duke, is there any idea of ​​choosing a prince consort?"

"Uh, this..." How dare Yang Ling say that he had been fishing for three days and running on the internet for two days. In fact, he didn't go much except the first day.

He gritted his teeth and said, "This, the selection process is very complicated. After careful selection, I and Marquis Shouning and Eunuch Bi initially selected hundreds of people, and then screened them again. At present, there are only more than 20 young talents left. Tomorrow, the three of us will make the final choice, and then we will select three people and bring them into the palace to ask the emperor and the queen mother to decide."

Princess Yongfu looked at him for a while, and Yang Ling looked straight at him with guilt. Princess Yongfu waved her hand and said, "You all retreat, and you will not enter the hall without permission."

Four small yellow gates, the two palace maids quickly retreated, and there were only two people sitting opposite each other in the empty hall. Princess Yongfu stared at the rising smoke from the crane's mouth for a while before sighing: "Duke, you... don't take this princess's lifelong affairs at all, right?"

Yang Ling shook his body and suddenly looked up and met Princess Yongfu's resentful eyes. His eyes couldn't help but drop again. After a while, he said helplessly: "Your Highness, don't blame me, I... I really don't care much. It's not that I intentionally neglect the holy intention, it's really..."

A wry smile appeared on Princess Yongfu's lips. She said, "You want me to treat you as a friend, why did you hesitate? Yang Ling, now you are not a duke, I am not a princess. The woman in front of you is Zhu Xiuning, a little woman who is controlled by you for life. Please don't treat it as a business, and tell me your heart and soul... Is it true?"

Yang Ling only knew her boudoir name, Xiuning Xiuting. It turned out that this was the names of the two princesses Yongfu and Yongchun. He stood up in panic and said in a hurry: "Your Highness is so serious, Yang Ling......, Alas! Yang Ling...... Just say it straight."

He remembered the words of Hong Niangzi and said with a sigh: "Men are afraid of entering the wrong career. Women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. This is a big event for a lifetime. How can we be careless? If a man enters the wrong career, he can change his career. If a woman marrying the wrong man, he will be wrong for a lifetime. How dare Yang Ling be careless about His Highness's lifelong affairs? But..."

He said helplessly: "Yang Ling doesn't know how to help Your Highness choose a son-in-law he likes. I haven't cared much about the 'Kings Hall', because I don't think that it can choose a husband that satisfies the princess in that way. Choosing the son-in-law like this is like a gamble. Yang Ling stared there with wide eyes and every day, and would not compete to add a little bit of chance of winning in this gambling."

Princess Yongfu's breathing became rapid: "Mr. Concubine, this has been the way to choose since ancient times. What's wrong with it?"

Yang Ling spread his hands and said helplessly: "Is this correct since ancient times? What can I do if I keep an eye on it every day? The candidates I choose are nothing more than three things: one is appearance, two is talent and learning, and three is character. Even if a handsome young man is chosen, is he suitable to be a husband?

Even when a man chooses a wife, the first priority is to have a word of virtue, let alone a woman. A beautiful and frivolous young man who is not good at being a rogue, I have checked the royal files of the past. There are not many prince consorts selected like this, but they are suppressed by the royal rules. They dare not be arrogant and careless. There are not many stolen fragrances and jade land in private, most of whom are afraid that the royal family will not dare to approach women. So... they do things like breaking their sleeves and sharing their peaches."

Princess Yongfu's face was so hot that she was in the deep palace, but she didn't know that it was ugly outside. The princess lived in the tenth prince's mansion, and in a year he was about the same as the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, but the princess dared not touch the woman, so how could he be caught? The emperor's father-in-law killed his son-in-law but he wouldn't even blink.

The prince-consort is handsome and beautiful. In addition, the Ming Dynasty was already a manly style, so she did something about breaking her sleeves and even pretending to be a woman. What is so strange about it? Friends of the same sex are sleeping together on the bed, your emperor can't care? Princess Yongfu imagined that if her husband was wearing women's clothes and dressing up a woman to please a man, she couldn't help but feel vomiting. She turned her head, her breasts were undulating, and she bit her lips tightly.

Yang Ling said again: "Along with the talent learning, this is the princess recruiting the princess, not the imperial court to select the top scholar. Even if you find a talented man, the great man and his good husband cannot have a relationship, it is not a guarantee of love between the couple.

I also have character. I remember that a princess from the previous dynasty chose was a filial and honest princess. He was so noble. He was very kind and filial. Everyone was respectful. As soon as he vomited with the princess, he changed into old clothes and left the princess's mansion to live home. Is this the heart of a husband and the masculine demeanor? He was extremely filial. His mother died of illness, so he went on a hunger strike with his mother. His filial piety was fully fulfilled. What about the way to be a husband and the way to be a father?

Choosing a husband, appearance, talent, and character are important, but not the most important. Now, letting me choose a son-in-law for your highness, but I can only start from these aspects. Princess, how do you ask me to start?"

Princess Yongfu said in vain: "Then... according to the Duke's opinion, how should I choose this son-in-law?"

Yang Ling was silent for a while before shook his head gently and said, "There is no choice. The princess is the princess' husband. Whether the husband and wife can be loved depends on whether the princess likes the princess, and whether the princess likes the princess. If the princess likes the princess, then the couple will be in love. But the princess has the opportunity to know them and know who fits his own wishes, but does her heart have no chance! It was not until the wedding night that the princess saw the princess' appearance. As for whether he fits his own wishes, it was already a matter of marriage."

Princess Yongfu never thought that women had chosen their husbands for three matches and six certificates. What was strange about seeing their husbands on the night of the bridal chamber? After all, this kind of thing was common to her since she was sensible. Everyone did this. If she said this and thought this way, few people would think about it. When Yang Ling said it, she was shocked to realize how absurd it was.

Once a princess is married, it is difficult to turn back. Even if she really chooses a person with outstanding appearance, talent, and moral character, can his temperament be matched with herself? The most important thing between husband and wife is a love. If the temperament is not matched, where can the affection come from? Use her life to make a gambling that does not know the ending...

Thinking of this, Princess Yongfu stood up in fear and said, "Then... what should I do? Lord Yang, you... are very smart, you must have a way, right?"

In panic, she called her habitually. Yang Ling saw that her face was so white that she felt soft, but his help was so limited, so she had to comfort her: "Yang Ling dared not think that she could change the royal system. However... Yang Ling knew a little about his temperament and temper. Tomorrow, Yang Ling would do his best to choose from it... to make the princess satisfied with the people."

Princess Yongfu was a little sad. She looked at Yang Ling deeply, then suddenly turned around, suppressed her excitement, and said in a tablet voice: "Then...... I will ask Duke Wei for my life."

Yang Ling didn't know what to say. He was not so arrogant that he challenged the peak of the entire Ming Dynasty ethics society. He violated or arbitrarily changed the royal system and asked Princess Yongfu to choose a sweet man himself.

"If you ask the emperor to open a golden mouth...", this thought flashed and flew away: "No, the emperor has the final say in other matters. If you choose a princess, the empress dowager will have more say than the emperor. Will she allow the royal family to become the laughing stock of the world? Let the princess show up in public and choose a princess? Even if the empress dowager agrees, she will not be able to do it with Yongfu's temperament.

Yang Ling shook his head and could only sigh: "Yang Ling obeys the order, Your Highness, Yang Ling has said goodbye."

Princess Yongfu nodded with her back to him, and two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down: "Duke walks slowly. Yongfu won't send you off."

Yang Ling gave a bow, took two steps quietly, and looked at the Princess of Daming who was loved by thousands of people. Her back was still beautiful, but at this moment she was filled with sadness and helplessness. Yang Ling felt uncomfortable, so she sighed softly and flashed out of the hall silently.

Princess Yongchun was watching interestingly. Suddenly, she saw her sister turn around. Two lines of tears were shed on her face, and she couldn't help but stare at her in shock. Zhu Xiang'er was bored. She also imitated her lying on the carpet, arching her head aside.

At this time, Yang Ling had withdrawn from the hall. Princess Yongfu heard his footsteps and could no longer suppress her crying. She leaned on the desk, clenched her fists tightly, burst into tears, and shrugged her shoulders.

Zhu Xianger was surprised to scream when she saw it, but was covered by Yongchun who had been prepared. Zhu Xianger stared at the boss with a pair of almond eyes, turned her head to look at Yongchun, and then squeezed her head together and looked out.

Princess Yongfu burst into tears and cried sadly: "I want me to like it myself? What's the use of my liking? I like you, but can I marry you? I can't even tell anyone about my worries. It would be great if I had never seen you, why did my father summon you to Beijing, why did I let me see him? Why did he marry so early? Why... Why... Why am I a princess?"

Princess Yongchun patted Zhu Xianger's butt, and the two of them climbed back step by step carefully, then quietly turned around the corner of the hall, held their breath, and tiptoed through the corner door of the warm wall and walked to the back, gasping for a few breaths.

"Yongchun, your sister likes Yang Ling, she likes the one named Yang!" As soon as he recovered, Zhu Xianger screamed in a low voice.

"Well! I know!" Yongchun's little face was tense and his expression was very serious.

"What should I do?" Zhu Xianger said nervously.

"Don't make a statement. A girl secretly likes a man. That person has a bunch of wives. It's very embarrassing. If you dare to say it, it makes my sister embarrassed. I will ignore you in the future." Yongchun instructed with concern.

"Oh..., but... the eldest princess likes Yang Ling," Zhu Xianger asked again because she was worried.

"So what? She won't like him after she recruits a princess. Besides, now she just likes him secretly. The two of them have no skin. Could it be that the dignified princess still want to marry him as a concubine?" Yongchun said disapprovingly.

Zhu Xiang'er was careful and said with a little white face. Her pretty face turned a little white and said, "Why......What? If you have a skin-friendly relationship, you have to marry him?"

Yongchun rolled his eyes and said like a little adult: "You don't read "The Women's Commandments" in the Shu Palace. Do you have the following? Women have four qualities: One is the virtue of women, the second is the words of women's words, the third is the appearance of women, and the fourth is the merits of women. Being calm and honest, keeping integrity and neat. Doing oneself has shame and movement and stillness is law, which is called the virtue of women. Girls' families must be virtuous and chaste, and they will be able to end up together. Only their own husband can touch their bodies. If other men touch them, they will be defiled innocence..."

She waved her little hands together and said, "'Swish!' Cut wherever she touches!"

Zhu Xianger was startled. Suddenly, she felt her legs were weak and her toes were cramped, as if she couldn't stand.

Yongchun looked "vicious" and said, "That's not all. A vicious and good woman has to find a way to kill the guy who is molested. She cuts her bones into pieces, crushes her bones and ashes, and never marry her for life to show her innocence. Otherwise... I'll just follow him. This is called marrying a chicken and following a chicken, marrying a dog and following a dog, and carrying it with a shoulder pole. Otherwise, no one will look down on her, especially us..."

Princess Yongchun raised her chin and said proudly: "We are princesses, and the royal family is the example of the world. As women in the royal family, we must set an example and set an example!"

"Oh, oh, of course, of course," Zhu Xianger laughed dryly and said embarrassedly: "Then..., let's pretend we don't know anything, hurry up and go back. The eldest princess will disappear when she returns to the bedroom later. Maybe she will be suspicious."

Yongchun's eyes rolled and suddenly clapped his hands, "I'll let someone stare at me when I go back. When the candidate prince-consort enters the palace, let's go and have a look. Don't my sister like Yang Ling? Let's find someone with a personality and a similar appearance to him. Let's tell my mother that it's my sister who is in love. Hehe, I'd better have more ideas, go and go back quickly."

Zhu Xianger lowered her head and stared at her toes, her eyes a little silly. She looked up and saw that Princess Yongchun had gone away, so she hurriedly chased after her.

Huang Jing, who was sweeping the snow, was assigned by Du Fu and Yang Shen, one to shovel the snow and the other to carry the basket. Seeing the two princesses passing by, Huang Jing, who was holding the basket railing with his right eye, held the basket railing with one eye, closed his eyes and asked, "Hey, the woman behind him is also a royal relative in her clothes, can you recognize her?"

Yang Shen's cheeks were red and swollen by his father. He shoveled another shovel of snow into the rising basket, and then slapped it firmly. He deliberately put the basket on the ground and then took a look and said, "I know, that's the little princess of the Shu Prince's Mansion, and he will be promoted to princess soon. Huh?"

Yang Shen straightened his waist, put his hands on a cool sag, squinted his eyes and took a closer look: "Why is the little princess walking...? Why is it a bit smoother?"

As soon as Yang Ling left the palace, Liu Dabangcui came up and whispered: "Duke, the people sent to track Hong Niangzi are lost. She is too clever and walks through the streets and alleys. Our people dare not chase the ground too close. In addition to heavy snow, the result is......"

Yang Ling nodded and said, "I'll inform you and send people to investigate the political situation of Bazhou. Also, I'll investigate the political situation of the officials in Bazhou. In addition, I sent people to focus on Zhou De'an. On his way from the Ministry of War, the Hongniang was most likely to gather people to assassinate him. He sent more people, and he couldn't ask her to kill Commander Zhou, and don't... don't hurt her."

"Yes!" Liu Dabangchui waved over a guard and whispered. Yang Ling turned over the horse and said loudly: "Go to the 'Kings Hall'."

Sitting on the horse, Yang Ling pondered: It seems that Boss Cui died after being shot and killed by an arrow. It seems that it is not fake. Cui Yinger followed Zhou De'an to the capital, probably because she was too abrupt and unusual for her to come to find herself.

Who is Hong Niangzi? She can't describe a strange woman as a heroic word. She broke through the city calmly and walked out with freedom without any timidity in Datong. Her performance is even better than men.

What exactly makes her so weak and helpless? She must have a major hidden secret, perhaps... Yang Hu's shameless betrayal and her misfortune fate made her really fall in love with herself, but with her personality, she will not ask for help easily. There must be another major thing, what would it be?......

The horse arrived on the crossroads. It was the restaurant where the two met early in the morning. The wind and snow had stopped, and the flags were still swaying. Where is the Yiren, where is the Yiren now?

"Ying'er, I really want to compensate you for your whole life. But... I can't help you to do evil. In you, that is an irreconcilable hatred for killing your father; in me, that is a meritorious general who should be praised. From my standpoint, I cannot ignore the king's law and kill people for you! If I do that, what is the difference between Yang Hu who uses any means to achieve selfish interests?

I am an official, and you insist on being a thief. Help you, lose my position, not help you...... Lose you. Alas! Why do I have to make a choice every time I meet you and involve you? This is the case in the suburbs of Beijing! This is the case in Datong! Here......... still!"

Yang Ling stayed in the horse for a long time. The store was deserted and vaguely. Cui Ying'er, who was as bright as the moon, was still sitting there, staring at her, then putting a glass of wine, and then he got off the horse while Lingxi moved and walked gently...

Until the street people stopped at the corner of the street in surprise, pointing and whispering, Yang Ling sighed sadly. He turned around and said, "I once thought that I had a lot of affection to destroy the Brahma, but when I entered the mountain, I was afraid that I would be able to see the whole world. How could I get the two Dharmas in the world, and live up to the Tathagata and you. The monks who have attained enlightenment still have endless troubles, so why should I do everything go as I want? Madam Hong, let's stop the soldiers and fight against each other when I see the moves. See if you are one foot taller or one foot taller in a certain family!"
To be continued...