After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The steps are covered with snow, Coopersense, the temple is quiet.

The eaves corner Buddha bell is crisp, and the wooden fish and the chanting in the temple can be faintly heard.

Pei Chuchu was walking with Han Zhoujing. Hearing his story about the origin of the temple, he not only had a lot of appreciation in his eyes: "Unexpectedly, Han Langjun knew all about these subtle histories."

Han Zhoujing smiled: "I have loved reading all kinds of geography since I was a child, and I have also loved Chang'an, the capital city. I know everything in the capital city."

Pei Chuchu was about to praise, and suddenly there was a light female voice not far away:

"Han Langjun, do you know when did this grass grow?"

Pei Chuchu looked at it and couldn't help but startled.

The emperor and princess are also here.

She and Han Zhou Jingxiang had seen the ceremony and looked at Xiao Dingzhao's chest worriedly: "Your Majesty was seriously injured and he was not in the camp to rest. How did you run up to the mountain?"

Xiao Dingzhao narrowed his smile.

If he had a good rest in the camp, Sister Pei should be abducted by this dog man.

He casually made up a reason: "I heard that the Bodhisattva in this temple is very spiritual, so I specially brought Yueyue to incense, so as to pray for the Great Yong."

After speaking, he glanced at Han Zhoujing: "Han Qing claims to know everything in Chang'an City. When did the grass my sister was referring to take root? When did the crack in the floor tile occur? "

Han Zhoujing choked for a while.

Encountering the emperor should be a happy event, but how does he feel that the emperor seems to be biased against him?

He said respectfully: "The Caomin only knows the history of this temple a little bit, and can't specify the origin of each plant. Even the monks living in this temple can't understand it so specifically."

Xiao Mingyue's face was calm, and her voice did not fluctuate: "I don't know, I dare to say that I understand every plant and tree... hypocrisy."

Han Zhoujing was choked again.

That's just a rhetorical device used by scholars. How can it be taken seriously?

How does he feel that the princess seems to be very prejudiced against him?

He has no contact with the royal family, and he has not offended this brother and sister!

However, in front of the power, he had to bow his head and said: "It's the Caomin entrusted to be bigger."

Xiao Dingzhao patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, just don't brag next time."

Han Zhoujing: "..."

Completely speechless.

Xiao Dingzhao looked at Pei Chuchu again: "Since I met, sister Pei should go to the temple with me? I heard that the fast food in this temple is good, I want to try it."

Pei Chuchu was silent.

She is here to develop a relationship with Han Zhoujing, the mountains and temples, the snow scene is quiet, how good is the two people slowly meeting each other, what is the matter with a pair of redundant siblings?

Without waiting for her to tactfully refuse, Han Zhoujing said with a smile: "The grass people and your Majesty see each other as they have seen before. If you can walk together, it will be a blessing for the grass people. The grass people have a good understanding of the temple and the fast food, and are willing to act as a guide to introduce your Majesty in detail. Your Majesty will definitely return. I have never been to the main hall, your Majesty, please."

He will enter officialdom in the future.

If you can take advantage of the chance of encountering today to establish friendship with the emperor in advance, will you still worry about a bright future in the officialdom?

He must seize such a godsend opportunity.

Pei Chuchu on the side pursed his lips.

She looked at Han Zhoujing, who had already decisively led the emperor into the veranda.

That face that was as gentle as jade yesterday, now suddenly there is more desire that cannot be hidden. In her eyes, the desire for profit is irritating and impatient.

Hanzhou Jing...

It seems different from what she imagined.

Xiao Mingyue stood beside her.

She held Pei Chuchu's wide sleeve corners, her voice was as light as moonlight: "I don't like it, Han Langjun."

Pei Chuchu silently touched the little princess's face.

She has no affection for Han Zhoujing.

It's just that she is no longer an innocent and innocent girl. Her age has come, and the time has not been delayed. Coupled with the replacement of Pei's family, how can she choose now?

Han Zhoujing's background, talent and demeanor are the most suitable for her.

Where in her picture is Han Zhoujing this person is clearly his career and background.

She Pei Chuchu is a woman of this kind.

She didn't want Xiao Mingyue to be tainted with this tackiness, and only gently said: "Let's follow and see. The wind is strong in the mountains and the sky is cold, and your Royal Highness walks inside the veranda."

Xiao Mingyue was held by her and walked obediently on the veranda.

She raised her head and glanced at Pei Chuchu's profile.

Sister Pei grew up with her and brother Huang and is the closest person to their brother and sister.

If possible...

She really wanted the emperor brother to marry sister Pei.

...

Because of the special status of the emperor, the temple deliberately prepared a separate temple.

Exquisite and delicious dishes were served on the table, and Han Zhou Jingkan talked, and he could really tell the origin of each dish.

Pei Chuchu looked at him quietly.

Although Han Jialang Jun is utilitarian, who is not the official man?

Fortunately, Han Zhoujing didn't only have a mouth. He had real talents and real learning. With his utilitarianism, she understood that the officialdom of the secular world eats this set very much, and Han Zhoujing's future is bound to be limitless.

She calculated the pros and cons in her heart, and Xiao Dingzhao glanced at her with the left light.

At a glance, he saw his sister Pei staring at Han Zhoujing.

The beautiful dark apricot eyes were full of light, shining like stars, and they were all about the respect and admiration for Han Zhoujing.

He was not convinced.

Isn’t it just the name of a few dishes? What's so great, the chef in the restaurant can also report the names of a hundred dishes, and it is worth her liking so much?

Unwillingness surged in the chest cavity of the teenager. He took a chopsticks and scooped up a steamed bun, and said displeasedly: "I can't eat and sleep, Han Qing is so noisy, how can I eat?!"

Han Zhou Jing was stunned.

He is just introducing Zhai dishes...

Why is the emperor so angry?

I don't know, I thought he had planed the ancestral grave of the emperor!

He had no choice but to speak, not daring to say more.

Pei Chuchu also didn't know where Xiao Dingzhao's anger came from. With the mentality of marrying Han Zhoujing, he thoughtfully served him a bowl of soup to relieve his embarrassment.

Han Zhoujing took it and looked at Pei Chuchu with a gentle smile: "Thank you, Miss Pei."

Pei Chuchu smiled and nodded.

His eyes met, as if everything was silent.

Xiao Dingzhao: "..."

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Ah ah ah, the first month is about to pass, I feel I haven't played well yet