"The Cold Mountain" 015

15.

He seemed to be speaking to Zhaowang Jiashou, but in fact he blamed Mingtang for being too indulgent and Song Jia for asking for trouble.

His Majesty Zhao Wang listened, with a mirror in his heart. Without saying a word, he just looked at Mingtang with a smile, as if how his Majesty the Emperor would react at this moment is the more important and interesting thing.

Although these two princes are brothers, their temperaments are far apart.

Rongwang Jiayu used to be a beautiful young man with a jade-like appearance. Now, even though he is middle-aged, he still has the shadow of the old time, his demeanor is undiminished, and his smile is even more beautiful.

Song Jia couldn’t help sighing. If this Lord Rong smiled more, don’t put on the debt-collecting face of Zhang hating him every time he saw him, the big-tailed wolf snatching away his hard-to-fat sheep. good.

What's more, Mingtang...I'm afraid it may not really be a little sheep, wherever it is necessary to hold it like this.

Mingtang still glared at him with a teacup, as if it depended on how he explained it, whether the teacup smashed into his head or not.

Alas, misfortune comes out of the mouth, and sometimes, there is no way. After the tiger's butt is touched, the tiger's head should be touched or not, sooner or later, he will have to touch it.

Song Jia had no choice but to plead with His Majesty the emperor on a routine basis: "...As the prince said, the princess was'surprisingly missing in her room'. The scene of the crime is not unreasonable. It's not that I want to see it!"

His mouth is so good, his eyes are full of: investigating the case, can he do a good job of investigating it? No way, I picked up and left.

Mingtang looked at him, thought for a while, put the tea cup down, stood up: "Okay, let's go, I will accompany you."

The sound of "I" means saying "OK" in the mouth and still having an awkward taste in my heart.

Song Jia cleared his throat, approached Mingtang, and replied: "Why don't you ask your Majesty to give me an express? Is this princess looking for or not? Then the big girl will be gone if she doesn't. See you in a hurry?"

He didn't deliberately lower his voice, all the people present could hear him.

Mingtang's face changed several times, and he softened instantly, dragging him away.

Rong Wang Jiayu stood up immediately, smiling at the corners of his lips, "Lao Qi, Master Song hasn't seen the case seriously, right? Let's go to the market together?"

Mingtang turned his head and shook his head repeatedly and waved his hands: "No need, fourth uncle, seventh uncle, you two rest, check something for a while, and then let Hanshan come back and talk to you two."

The meaning of this baby's nephew, obviously, is that he only wants to be with Song Hanshan, and does not want his elders to follow.

Zhaowang Jiashou glanced at Mingtang, then at Song Jia, and after thinking about it, he got up and stood beside Rongwang Jiayu: "What the fourth brother said is interesting, and very good."

In an instant, Mingtang's face wrinkled like an old bitter gourd.

Emperor Xian had only one child under his knees, Mingtang. The two princes who are like Tuogu have only one adopted daughter and one prostitute. So Mingtang was somewhat lonely since he was a child.

No matter how many descendants and grandchildren of the other royal clans, they are not close to Mingtang. It is hard to say whether it is a blessing or a curse. On the contrary, it was the two younger sisters, Xiao Mingyue and Princess Minghua, who were the real brothers and sisters in Mingtang's heart.

In particular, Princess Minghua was even more different from Xiao Mingyue, after all, they were connected by blood.

It is the name Minghua, which is said to have been bestowed by the emperor at the time. It is linked to Mingtang’s name. Anyone who knows it can speculate. This is the tacit understanding between the emperor and the Zhaowang "the flower of Tangdi, the love of brotherhood." .

Song Jia felt that it might not be necessary. It could also be another self-evident kind of the first emperor and the Zhaowang, and it is entrusted with some kind of inadequate and outsider memorial.

But whether it is or not, the Minghua princess should be very important to Mingtang in terms of status and siblings.

Therefore, Song Jia found it strange that Princess Hua had been kidnapped in Beijing, but Mingtang's face was not worried or nervous at all.

After arriving at the Zhaowang Mansion, I found that whether it was Rongwang Jiayu or Zhaowang Jiashou, they were talking and laughing as if nothing had happened. Song Jia gradually had a little guess in his heart, but it just needed to be confirmed.

The residence of Princess Minghua is a relatively independent inner courtyard in the Zhaowang Mansion. It is not close to other houses in the mansion. There is a large lawn outside the courtyard wall, which is very carefully trimmed and cleaned, and it is obviously taken care of every day. .

Song Jia followed the royal servant who led the way through the gravel path on the lawn. When he reached the gate of the courtyard, the servant dropped his hands and retreated aside, not daring to enter the courtyard.

The wall of this inner courtyard is not shorter than the high wall of the palace. Although someone washes and maintains it daily, you can still see a lot of marks on the wall, like being repeatedly scratched and stepped on by something.

Song Jia couldn't help squinting his eyes, and curiously looked closer for a while before he wanted to talk to Mingtang, but he turned around and almost stunned the face of the person standing next to him.

Song Jia was taken aback, and instinctively stepped back one step at a time.

It was a pair of maids from Zhaowang's Mansion. They were twins. They looked almost exactly the same. They both wore double rings and wore verdant dresses.

And this maidservant in the palace... Why is there no sound when she walks? People were standing so close by his side, he didn't notice it at all.

Song Jia suddenly regretted a little.

Maybe he should still bring Gu Cangming into Zhaowang's Mansion.

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Becca Wolf
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