Volume 1: Painting Spring Chapter 24: The Eve of the Wedding
People were coming and going one after another on the official road outside the post pavilion. Neither Qingxi nor Qingsong noticed the two horses parked in the distance. The two horses on them were Xiao Yizheng and Zhao Xin.
Xin Zhao looked at everything that was happening in the distance, then looked at his prince who was silent beside him, lowered his head and reminded: "Your Highness, Master Zeng has left..." He didn't understand that the prince was also here to see him off? Why?
He has been slow to come forward. But in the distance, his wife-to-be looks reluctant to leave her for another man. How come the Ling family and the Zeng family have such a deep relationship?
Xiao Yizheng frowned slightly, looked solemn, and said after a while: "Go back!" After saying that, he turned his horse's head and galloped away.
On the eighth day of April, after a ceremony, Ling Deyan and Chen Ruofu took Qingxi and talked a lot. They seemed to never finish saying this and that. This made her feel lingering about leaving home.
Almost ready to cry.
After her parents returned to the room, Ling Qingsong walked in with a stack of simple bound booklets, pushed the booklet to her hand, and said briskly: "I'll give you a big gift!"
Qingxi fished it out suspiciously, opened it and looked at it. Before even taking a second look, he lost his composure and started flipping it over, asking anxiously: "What are these?"
Qingsong smiled slyly, and then said with a slightly smug look: "How is it, not bad? I am socializing with friends these days, not for myself at all, but mostly to make your married life more satisfactory. Even though my sister-in-law is the King of Heng,
Your Highness, that is also my sister-in-law. Of course I want to know more about him. What is his temperament, what are his likes and dislikes, what are his quirks, and what are his methods? I have summarized them all and recorded them in this booklet for your reference only.
Although you don’t need to lower your profile to please someone, if you can fully understand it and avoid its sharp edges at the right time, your life in the palace will be more comfortable."
Qingxi looked at the pamphlet, and then looked at Qingsong's expression of "I am the only one smart in the world." She really couldn't laugh or cry. She chuckled and said, "It's been a long time since you've been so dishonest!"
"Serious! Extremely serious!" Qingsong immediately put on a serious expression.
Qingxi really couldn't see it. His brother learned orthodox articles and principles, and usually behaved like a gentleman, but he did unexpected things in private from time to time. "Okay, then tell me, where did you get all this information?"
Is it reliable?" She said, pointing to a line of words: "King Heng likes green rather than red. He likes to sleep alone in the wilderness with his belly exposed. He doesn't like people to get close to him. Do you believe this?"
Qingsong leaned over and took a look, with a calm look: "It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not, I am only responsible for recording. These are all things I have tried my best to travel all over Shangdu, from the top to the princes and nobles, down to the beggars of Beitianyuan.
I asked around, and it cost me a lot of my words and... money."
Qingxi couldn't even laugh, and didn't bother to answer him. She sighed and shook her head as she flipped through the booklet. The more she flipped through, the more she couldn't stand it. The more she flipped through, the more outrageous and absurd she felt. The first part was a normal statement, but the second part turned into a grotesque one.
The writing style is like a script. Why is King Heng invisible when he is alone, walking around the rivers and lakes disguised as a woman, handsome and so handsome that he was once watched by the whole village of girls, so that he can raise various birds to talk to them... and so on. She looked at
The words became more and more outrageous, and he closed it with a snap. "This gift of yours is quite special."
Qingsong smiled naively: "Don't worry about the above things. You know that I won't hide anything I hear from you. You are not a brainless person. There are some things. Let's just talk about it. Things in this world,
Half of it is believed and the other half is not believed. There is no need to take it too seriously. You can figure it out for yourself. Anyway, that’s what it means, and it’s also my intention.”
"Thank you!" Qingxi felt as if she would always be teased by him. "When you write it like this, I really think what Sister Tong said: Your Highness Prince Heng is not a good match, and there are a few more reasons."
Hearing this, Qingsong immediately put away his smile, frowned and asked, "She said Prince Heng is not a good match?"
Seeing his sudden change of expression, Qingxi nodded quickly: "What's wrong?"
Qingsong seemed to be thinking about something and did not answer.
"Can't you?" Qingxi thought to himself that when he said let go, he just let it go. Wouldn't it be so unusual to hear this name?
"No!" Qingsong categorically rejected, his expression relaxed, he changed his tone, and said softly: "Your Highness, Prince Heng, my father is full of praise for him, which makes me have a good impression of this brother-in-law, and also a little more.
Curious, the days are long!" He stood up, looked at Qingxi solemnly and said: "I will leave the cabinet tomorrow, remember what I said to you: I am behind you, the Ling family. Heng'er, if you want
happiness!"
Only then did Qingxi regain his composure, smiled and nodded.
After Qingsong left, she stared at the booklet, smiled and shook her head, thinking that she was not very sleepy, so she read it boredly, and happened to turn to the last few pages. It is said that King Heng met many people in the world when he traveled in the world, and even more
One is his confidante. This girl likes to wear emerald green robes...
Seeing this, she snapped the booklet again.
I like green rather than red, my confidante wears a green shirt. What a coincidence!
She knew that the reason why Qingsong recorded everything to her one by one was actually because he was sure that these rumors were not trustworthy. But when she looked at it, she still felt uncomfortable in her heart. Although she and he had an agreement, this was a matter of face.
It involved the entire Ling family, and she didn't care, but she couldn't let the Ling family be criticized because of her.
They made an appointment with each other for one year. Within this year, she did not want any new people to enter the palace. Even if it was his confidante, she asked him to just endure it. Anyway, he could not let anyone enter the palace. In addition to worrying about the appearance of the Ling family
In addition, she herself felt that she didn't know how to deal with such an awkward relationship.
Thinking of this, she seriously thought about whether Xiao Yizheng really had a confidante. After thinking about it, the answer is: I'm afraid he does. With his magnanimity and ability to make both his father and brother favor him, it's normal for someone to admire him.
, not to mention the appearance and the smooth temperament that make people look twice unconsciously.
It seemed that after entering the palace, she wanted to find an opportunity to have a good talk with him about this issue.
At this time, the palace of Prince Heng was also brightly lit with candles, and everyone in the palace was busy preparing for tomorrow's ceremony.
Xiao Yizheng was sitting alone in the study, staring at the embroidered handkerchief in front of the desk with a heavy gaze.
On that day, he wanted to see off Zeng Qidao. He and Zeng Qidao had met during Suyang's suppression of bandits not long ago. On his way back to Shangdu, he passed by Suyang and happened to run into the bandit suppression team led by Zeng Qidao.
He is very familiar with the terrain of Yangqingshui Mountain. He had visited it two years ago before the bandits chose it to set up camp, so he helped out. The two of them felt that they had met at a late date. He had always been open-minded in making friends, and he knew that he was also open-minded.
An upright and bright person, thinking that they would inevitably meet each other after returning to Shangdu, he told the truth about his identity, but asked him not to tell anyone about it. After all, he really didn't want to be burdened by such trivial matters.
A few days after arriving in Shang, he went to Baoding Mountain and never got a chance to meet him. When he heard about him again, it was General Zeng Ji who asked the court to let him go to Beisuzhou to join the Northern Army.
He did not expect to see the Ling brothers and sisters bidding farewell at the post pavilion outside the city. Ling Qingxi's expression and attitude at that time was so sad. He did not step forward because he did not want her to see him when her eyes were dim with tears.
It only adds to the embarrassment, after all, the whole world knows that she is about to become Princess Heng.
Perhaps at that time, he had a vague judgment. After returning home, he immediately asked someone to inquire about some situations, and learned that the Ling and Zeng families had a lot of contacts, and that Ling Qingxi and Zeng Qidao were childhood sweethearts. After hearing the news
At that moment, he was in a state of confusion, his depression was obvious, and his judgment was confirmed.
They might have feelings for each other! That day in Yuyue Pavilion, he only asked her if she was willing, but he didn't ask her if she had a sweetheart. If it hadn't been for a series of things that happened in Baoding Mountain, would it be natural for her and Zeng Qidao to get married?
A married couple?
If he had known about such a situation before the imperial edict was issued, he would definitely not let this wedding happen. But now that the imperial edict has been issued, considering all aspects, he cannot regret the marriage.
He held the square embroidered handkerchief, thinking about how she could not hide her sadness that day when she wiped away her tears with the handkerchief Zeng Qidao handed her. He took a breath, feeling inexplicably blocked in his heart. He looked up at the moon outside the window and whispered softly.
Said: "How do you feel about welcoming tomorrow's wedding tonight?"
What was Qingxi's mood like? She didn't even know it herself, she just stayed up all night. Although this marriage was unusual, thinking that she was married in name, she was still half expecting and half worried.
Looking at the bright moon outside the window.
The bright moon illuminates the night sky, accompanying it silently, but it knows how many people's unspeakable secret thoughts it has witnessed, and how many loves and hates it has witnessed, as well as the joys and sorrows of the years.
After tonight, everything will be different again.