Of course, Chu Xun really went to find Zhang Qingjiu.
But the meeting place was not at the Prime Minister's Mansion.
When he once again stepped into this star-gaining building where every inch of land was worth a lot of money, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but sighed twice, the life of a rich person was just extraordinary.
I don’t know which profiteer it is that is so extravagant and wasteful.
Today, Zhang Qingjiu is wearing a white moonflower skirt, and her black hair is gently held up by a white hosta. She is simple yet smart.
Xu Shi spent one night with Chu Lan. Zhang Qingjiu had been particularly energetic these days, with a fair face that was rosy and shiny, and a pair of dark eyes as bright as gems.
When she walked towards her, she was carrying a cardamom flower that was as bright as peaches and plums. The moment she stepped into the Star Building, many people looked over, and just one glance made people unable to take their eyes away.
The guests who can enter the Star Building are all rich or noble, and naturally many of them recognize her face.
Nothing more than her identity as the prime minister's legitimate daughter, what happened during this period of time is enough to become a topic of conversation for everyone after dinner.
What's more, we are in this tea house and restaurant.
"Look, that one seems to be the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Palace. She has recently entered the court with her father."
"She is really her. The last time I saw her was a year ago, and she is much more beautiful."
"How lucky our family is to have a daughter like this!"
…
All kinds of things like this are endless.
Zhang Qingjiu, however, seemed not to have heard anything. According to the address on the note, he went upstairs and opened the door.
The sound stirred up a gust of wind and also alarmed the people in the house.
Chu Xun looked at Zhang Qingjiu in front of him and his eyes wandered.
In fact, when she appeared near the Star Building, he saw her from the window.
She is dressed in white and has dark hair for 28 years. She looks very much like her back then, but looks nothing like her at all.
However, after all, it is not...
After dispelling the figure in his mind, Chu Xun stood up and said, "Sir Xiao Zhang, we meet again. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Prince Jing." Zhang Qingjiu nodded.
"You don't have to be polite, Mr. Xiao Zhang, when you are away from home." Chu Xun smiled slightly.
Zhang Qingjiu: "Then what should I call you?"
Chu Xun was suddenly startled. What he just said was just a polite statement, but he didn't expect that she would take it seriously. He couldn't help laughing and said: "Look at Mr. Xiao Zhang, Chu Xun is talking nonsense. He is thirty and five years old."
"Oh." Zhang Qingjiu nodded clearly.
Just when Chu Xun was ready to address himself as "uncle and nephew", Zhang Qingjiu suddenly spoke.
She said: "Okay, that's nonsense."
After saying that, Zhang Qingjiu sat down opposite him.
Chu Xun: "..."
Except for the late emperor and the emperor's brother in private, or for convenience when walking outside, few people really call him that.
Chu Xun smiled helplessly, touched his nose and said, "That's okay, calling me that makes me young."
He will bear the sins he commits himself.
I just remembered that day she said that Zhang Qingjiu behaved a little differently from ordinary people. Could it be this?
but……
"Girl, you can call me this when we are two, but you are not allowed to call me by my name in front of others or in court." Chu Xun said sternly.
It's not that he cares about anything, it's just that this girl's name is too unusual, and he's afraid that it will be troublesome if it falls on the ears of interested people.
"Okay, nonsense." Zhang Qingjiu continued to nod.
Chu Xun: "..."
After a long while, he finally accepted this unique title from his junior's mouth. Chu Xun breathed out softly and pushed the pear blossom cake on the table in front of Zhang Qingjiu, "Try the pastries here."
Zhang Qingjiu nodded, "Well, I ate it two days ago."
Chu Xun's hand that poured tea was slightly startled.
"My mother and I are also in this Mingyue Xuan."
The water in the teapot tilted a little.
"Sorry." Chu Xun's expression changed, he sighed, put down the teapot and was about to get the cloth on the table, but the other party took it first.
"It tastes really good." After wiping away a small puddle of tea stains in front of him, Zhang Qingjiu raised his head and said, "Thank you for your words."
Looking at the contented woman in front of him, Chu Xun finally accepted the title. What else could he do if he didn't accept it? Look at how smoothly she calls it?!
After figuring it out, Chu Xun felt relieved and smiled slightly: "I heard that you are quite good at deducing arithmetic. The twenty-four solar terms method you derived was quite good when I was among the people and heard it being passed down by word of mouth.
.I just don’t know if you know what I’m doing by inviting you out today?”
"I don't care about anyone or anything." Zhang Qingjiu said.
Even if I forget it, I still can't tell you.
What he said was that his feelings didn't have enough weight. Chu Xun laughed dumbly and nodded, "Well, it's okay for you to be like this. If you really know everything, it will make people jealous and jealous."
"Yes." Zhang Qingjiu nodded, "I know, thank you for the reminder."
Chu Xun: "..."
After going back and forth, Chu Xun finally understood why Chu Lan would say that she was used to saying irrelevant things. If he continued to talk like this, he would make him vomit blood?
Thinking of the purpose of his coming here, Chu Xun sighed and said, "I really have something important to do with you today."
"I know." Zhang Qingjiu picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite, "About the Palace of Prayer."
Chu Xun twitched the corner of his mouth, "Didn't you say you didn't know?"
Zhang Qingjiu thought about it seriously and said, "There is no need to deduce your matter, it is not difficult to guess."
Chu Xun laughed so hard that he burst into tears in the end.
Forget it, if she has a daughter like this, her life will not be boring.
"It's really not difficult to guess." After laughing enough, Chu Xun sat up straight and said seriously: "Then tell me, why did the Palace of Blessings collapse? When this palace was originally built, it was said that it would not collapse for three hundred years.
"
"Who said that?" Zhang Qingjiu frowned, "You may have been deceived by him."
After glancing at Chu Xun who was stunned, Zhang Qingjiu spoke again, "Everyone says that His Majesty is long live, long live, long live. Have you ever seen any emperor really live long?"
Chu Xun twitched the corner of his mouth, put his hand on his forehead, and said, "Girl, can we talk properly?"
Zhang Qingjiu nodded, "Then let me tell you, it collapsed because it was about to collapse, and it had nothing to do with people."
"The question is, do you believe it?"
Chu Xun took a deep breath and looked seriously, "I believe it, so I also need to ask Sir Xiao Zhang to say what I just said no matter who I am in front of."
Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows and said, "This is natural."
Anyone can say it was done, but if it was Chu Lan, then forget it.
"Master Xiaozhang will keep his word, I can rest assured." Chu Xun smiled slightly, narrowed his eyes and said, "But having said that, I have another unkind request. I wonder if Master Xiaozhang is willing to go with me to pray for blessings.
Let’s take a look at the palace. You have to go there before you can make a conclusion on this matter.”
"Okay." Zhang Qingjiu nodded, "Nonsense."
What he said about "not falling down for three hundred years" is quite interesting.