Chapter 61: Dinner selection

Chapter 61: Choosing Concubines
The clear sunlight passed through the palace palace, and a young boy in yellow clothes sat idle under the rattan frame.
Leaning and leaning on the bamboo couch, her face was bright and her eyes were smiling.
In the afternoon, the sun warmed him, his skin was crystal clear, his lips were red, and his body was exuding soft golden light.
"Slave sees His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness Chitose Chitose!"
Qing Qiao knelt and bowed his head, but saw the boy impatiently waved: "Alright!"
The words did not end, and I heard the young man commanding, "You, Father, go down first. I have something to tell Du Shangyi."
Andre is worthy of being a senior professional, without any dissatisfaction on his face, bowing deeply towards the teenager and retreating humblely.
"Chun Jiao, come on, I have something to discuss with you!"
Before waiting for Andrei to go far, the teenager had begun to wave at Qing Qiao, it was difficult to hide his excitement.
Your Highness! Exaggerated glory is wrong!
Qing Qiao would like to say this, but looking at the teenager Hong Qinqin's cheek, he finally swallowed it.
"His Highness is anxious to order slaves to come, I do not know what the so-called?"
After a lot of explorations in her heart, she asked the question while walking towards the most secure place.
"Why do you hide from me?" Shao Yi saw through her little Jiu Jiu and pulled her up to the bamboo couch. "Will it be okay to sit with me for a while?"
"--Yes! Why not!" Qing Qiao said a moment, and then he expressed his frightened expression, "His Royal Highness said that it would be fine! If not, create conditions!"
Shao Yi glanced at her, turned his head negatively.
"... I don't like you like this." With a long frown, Juvenile's handsome face was full of annoyance, "It's still the same Chun Jiao who would fight with me before."
"His Highness Mo is disappointed, Mo is disappointed." Qing Qiao saw his innocence and couldn't bear it, and quickly quipped, "As long as His Highness is willing to give the slave a gold medal, the slave will still have the courage to continue fighting with you."
"Okay! If you can make me happy every day, maybe as soon as I am happy, I will lend that baby to you." Shao Yixin was toothy, like a bright light shining in the cloudy sky.
Qing Qiao snored, and kept his eyes open.
"Come here, help me look at these albums."
Shao Yicai did not care about her heart and soul, took a stack of books, and slammed onto her lap.
"What is this?" Qing Qiao turned the page.
"One hundred and eight beauty version of the court order official family members version." Shao Yi stretched his back, Dang Erlang leaned on the side of the couch, "I was chosen by the emperor for my concubine."
"Well! Begin to choose a concubine so early?" Qing Qiao blurted out, and then thought that this was ancient, and could not help whispering.
"Do you think it's early?" The boy turned to look at her with great interest, and his neckline was so bright.
"... Life is helpless, let's die early and be born alive." Qing Qiao patted his shoulder sympathetically.
"Huh!" The boy turned his head, his nose was high, and his face was disdainful. "I want to be the one who will rule the world. How can I risk my life based on these few paintings? Not to mention, these are just some fat Vulgar powder! "
"Yo, what type does Your Highness like?" Qing Qiao remembered that this young lady had a fascination with Duan Yu and was happy. "Would you like to find some good brothers for you?"
"Du, Chun, Jiao!" Shao Yi glanced at her fiercely. "After reading this picture book honestly, I will ask you to comment one by one!"
He said he turned over and turned his back on her, and he went to sleep with his head covered with breath.
-Children are children.
Qing Qiao shook his head and laughed, and started flipping through the album in his hand.
Hey, hey.
With the passage of time, only the sound of paper friction remained in the yard. From time to time, there are shadowy naughty kisses on the page, dancing on the beauty's face, suddenly covering his mouth and covering his eyebrows.
Qing Qiao turned over and stopped quietly.
The mottled silent afternoon of the tree reminded her of another place.
There was clearer and brighter sunlight, passing through the heavy fog, through the snow and ice, and shining into the bottom of people's hearts.
Someone once stood in such sunshine, watching her practice sword, watching her play.
His eyes are like summer nights, his fingers are long and white like the first snow; his smile is warm and pure, like a dream that is beyond reach.
I'm afraid it's hard to see you again!
She sighed and stared blankly at the album in front of her.
The shade of the tree was blurred in the golden light, and gradually transformed into a large loofah that could be easily expressed.
A sudden gust of wind blew away the illusion.
"Have you watched it all?"
Shao Yi did not know when he turned over, his long eyelashes flickered, his eyes clear.
"Well, almost." Qing Qiao smiled slightly and closed the album.
"Does Your Highness have a particular head shape? Shuangluan? Bangyunyan?" She fiddled with the edges of the page, "Or have a particular color of clothing? Well, slavery thinks green is good, at least it looks appetite." ... "
Before the picture was finished, the album was taken away.
"Is there such a beauty contestant ?!" Shao Yi climbed up from the bamboo couch, staring at her angrily, "You should comment on their facial features and temperament to see if there is a blessing in the world of the mother instrument!"
Alas, the requirements are so high? !!
Qing Qiao glanced at him, grieving in his heart.
Isn't she asking her to see a person's temperament from the painting? Too difficult! In these so-called ancient portraits, the beauties look like they are carved in a mold, just like the handsome guys in modern girl comics, their faces are actually the same, but their hairstyles are slightly different. I have never seen a living, I ca n’t see the difference!
"Then ... this!" Qing Qiao turned to a page in the album based on his memory. "This one is nice, his face is round enough, and he is very blessed."
"Too fat, like a bucket!"
"When someone is adolescent, your Highness must be considerate ... what about this? The heavens are full and the jaw is silky. At first glance, it looks like a rich man."
"Hum, your mouth is almost open to your ears!"
"What's wrong with a big mouth? It's a big quartet ... oh, good, goose egg face willow leaf eyebrows, beautiful women's sharp eyes and phoenix eyes, the standard ladies show."
"Hey! Why do you keep picking up your double chin ?! Do you have any opinion on melon face?"
"... Dare you dare, slaves just have an opinion on the awl face ... Ah, there is! Her Highness definitely likes it, I have a pity on my sharp jaw, and the eyes of Ruoshui are rippling with autumn waves. Such a beautiful woman is rare for a hundred years. one sight……"
"Hey! Du Chunjiao !!! Where do you see the autumn waves in the eyes of this mung bean?"
"... The slaves just rendered a little bit."
The two discussed a dozen pictures of beauties one after another, none of which was satisfactory to Shao Yi. Qing Qiao sighed and gave up suddenly.
"The so-called lover's eyes are out of Shih Tzu, His Royal Highness has always been looking with prejudice, and even the most beautiful people have become ugly."
"You can't say that, there are still beautiful women in the picture album." Shao Yi picked up the picture book with his fingers, and a lazy smile was on his face. "For example, Du Qianxiang's Qian Jin, Miss Du Ruoyun."
"Ah-is it?" Qing Qiao yawned and leaned lazily on the couch. "The daughter of the prime minister, this is a good match! Don't choose her, please, her highness will send someone to propose him!"
"It's a pity ... she has someone else she likes." Shao Yi smiled slightly and fell on the couch with the trend.
"Well? Is there anyone in the world who is more attractive than Your Highness? You can't!" Qing Qiao screamed on his dog's legs and wondered how the name sounded familiar?
"What she likes is my Uncle Yu Jiu." Shao Yi tilted her an eyebrow and raised her eyebrows. "The two are young and beautiful, and Du Ruoyun is also the only woman who can match her uncle Yu Jiu with her brother."
Qing Qiao only felt a puff in his chest, and the surrounding air was frozen.
"Although Uncle Yujiu later proposed to Gu Shangshu's Qian Jin, but Du Ruoyun never gave up, waiting for Uncle Yu Jiu to turn back ... Now Gu's Qian Jin is seriously ill and is going to recuperate in a distant country. She naturally rekindled hope.
Shao Yi opened the picture book and pointed to a painting with great interest.
"So her portrait is so ugly, she probably didn't want to be a princess!"
Qing Qiao took a quick look and found that the people in the painting are indeed banal and unattractive.
She finally remembered that she had met this Du Ruoyun in the Beijing Embroidery Room long, long ago. At that time she was very dissatisfied with herself and seemed to say a lot of prickly words.
"This story is very interesting! I'd like to see which one Uncle Yu Jiu will choose last? Is it the ugly and ugly big meat ball of the Gu family, or the girl Du who likes to be immortal?"
Shao Yi stared at the painting, and Ren Jun could not help but raise his mouth high.
Qing Qiao could not help with three black lines on his face.
Yes, this little prince hasn't known yet. She is Gu Qingqiao.
A month ago, under the Xiling Mountain, Shao Yi brought the mighty Royal Forest Army to intercept her.
At that time, she saw the golden cricket in the carriage, as if in an ice cave that would never melt, dark and scared—she thought it was all over.
To her surprise, however, she followed Shao Yi all the way to the palace and found that everyone knew nothing about her identity. Shao Yi still thought that she was Mr. Qi's adopted daughter, Du Chunjiao, so that she could stay in the palace in order to justify her, and even arranged for her to be a courteous.
So she contacted Mr. Qi, and asked him to find Dongxi, and he also revised the book to Gu Gu and let him quit his job and return to old age.
No one broke through her, and no one even doubted her. Everything went smoothly, and she was shocked and frightened. It's like walking in the fluttering clouds. Although it is beautiful, the steps are imaginary. I don't know when it will fall.
—Why didn't Duan Yu tell the prince and emperor the truth?
Is the golden puppet of that day belong to Master Kongkong?
There were many questions in her mind, but she could only be silent for a while and buried the facts in this peaceful illusion.
Now her life consists of lies, covered with a gorgeous brocade, once the robe is opened, there is nothing left.
"His Royal Highness, the dining room has prepared snacks."
About five meters away from the couch, a pair of young girls in white holding plates suddenly came down, bowed their heads, and respectfully.
"As poems, as weaving, come to see Du Shangyi." Shao Yi beckoned to them.
The girl looked up and revealed two identical faces, beautiful and beautiful.
"Meet Du Shangyi--"
The two glanced at each other, and suddenly leaned to the ground, the tray was held high, and their foreheads clung to the ground.
"Hey, don't need such a big gift!" Qing Qiao startled and waved his hands.
"... Okay, bring the food container." Shao Yi just laughed, as if it was commonplace.
"Yes." The twin girls stood up and came holding the tray models.
When I got closer, I saw more than ten kinds of snacks such as milk jujube, gold cake rolls, sweet-scented osmanthus mustard and chicken with spiced sauce in the food box.
"It seems that Your Highness no longer needs to coax people to eat, and slaves are really pleased ..."
Qing Qiao suddenly came from tears in her eyes, thinking how much effort she had spent in order to make this young lady eat!
"Who said no one should coax?" Shao Yi gave her a sideways glance, smiling as if smiling. "I'm thinking of eating this eight treasure duck, and I want you to tear me apart."
Huh? Qing Qiao widened a pair of bull's eyes and thought he was hearing.
"Come, remember to tear it a little bit." Shao Yi handed the food box to her, a serious, "Each must be one finger wide and half finger long, the skin must not be separated from the meat, and the meat must not have bone in it ... ugly words come first, If I'm not satisfied, I won't eat it! "
"... this, this, slaves and slaves are the masters in charge of etiquette teaching. His Highness's food is not under the control of slaves ..."
Qing Qiao was shocked and terrified, and could not help but secretly annoyed why he had to vent his mouth, and mentioned the past that should not be mentioned.
"Ah, it doesn't matter if you don't eat it." Shao Yi put the food box aside and leaned on the couch, "like poems, such as weaving, if the emperor asks, you will say that I am unhappy and have no appetite ... ... "
" Your Highness!" After hearing only a scream, Gu Qingqiao quickly bounced off the couch and grabbed the food box like a hungry tiger.
"How thick finger do you like, Your Highness? Thumb? Little finger? Or forefinger?" She held the food box, and charmingly blinked at Shao Yimeng, "Will you give the slave a model, otherwise you will not be satisfied with tearing ... "
"I see ... Just use your index finger so wide." Shao Yiqiang urged with a smile, "Hurry up, otherwise I have no appetite again!"
"Yes, yes, slaves are torn, Your Highness, you must eat them ~~~~"
Qing Qiao pressed his heart into anger and tried to show a sweet smile like honey.
I tear, I tear again, I tear again ...
She cursed as she moved.
I will rip your mouth, rip your skin ...
"... Chun Jiao, did you really forget?"
A boyish voice came from afar, with a hint of hesitation.
"Forget? What forgot?"
Qing Qiao was unclear, so he turned back, his face blanked.
"... forget it, wait for you to remember."
Shao Yi held her cheek to look at her, quietly, smiling.
At the same time, Duan Wangfu.
Incense sways, the dark curtain drapes, and a low voice comes from inside the room.
"... Subordinates have ascertained that His Royal Highness has indeed been in close contact with Shangqing Temple recently."
"Oh? Really empty monk?"
"Subordinates dare not make arbitrary decisions, but Master Kongkong is mostly unable to get rid of this matter."
"Well, okay, let's go down first, and report to me at any time."
"Subordinates obey."
In the evening after autumn, the clouds and stars are dark, and the splendor of the day is blurred, as if shrouded by a huge ghost.
The moon hid behind the big tree, hanged a handkerchief and murmured to the brightly lit room on the ground.
Finally, it was finally this moment.
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