The empress is pregnant, and the emperor's incense continues

Shi Nanan threw the pebbles in his hand casually, causing the birds in the distant trees to scatter in all directions.

On the third day, Meng Wenyao and Shi Nanan went to Tianlong Temple as scheduled and met Wu Qinfang in front of the temple.

She pulled Wu Qinfang and whispered: "I will secretly go over to meet the daughters of the military generals you have arranged for. If it is suitable, I will arrange for them to meet the second brother. How about it?"

Wu Qinfang glanced at the tall and straight figure in the distance, and said with a shy expression: "I have made an appointment with four of them. Let's meet in the pavilion on the back mountain later."

In this way, Meng Wenyao trotted over to find Shi Nanan who was arranging the horses, and discussed: "Second brother, I will burn incense with you later, and then you go to perform a ritual for your aunt, and Qinfang and I will go to the back mountain. Would you like to have some fun?”

The peaceful atmosphere in the temple made Shi Nanan feel much calmer. He smiled and helped remove the fallen flowers from Meng Wenyao's head, and said softly: "Okay, I have been frustrated for several days. You have a good time today."

After discussing the itinerary, Meng Wenyao and Shi Nanan first offered incense to Mrs. Shi who died young, and then anxiously rushed to the pavilion in the back mountain with Wu Qinfang.

When they arrived at the back mountain, they saw from a distance that there were indeed several young girls admiring flowers in the pavilion. She knew that this was probably the daughter of a military general who had been invited by Wu Qinfang.

She adjusted her breathing, tried her best to appear easy to get along with, and followed Wu Qinfang into the pavilion.

"Sisters arrived very early. I was delayed because of something. Sisters, please don't be angry."

Wu Qinfang first apologized. The daughters of several military generals' families were very straightforward as military generals. They all said indifferently: "Sister Wu, come and sit down quickly. What are you talking about? We are not rushing to take the imperial examination. What will happen if we go earlier or later?" Hurry up."

"Hey, who is this?"

Meng Wenyao stepped forward quickly and said generously: "My surname is Meng, and I am the half-sister of the mighty general Shi Nanan."

"How come the half-sister is my half-sister?"

"Is it General Shi who killed King Zuoxian in Northern Xinjiang and was praised by the Holy Emperor just after he was transferred back to the capital?"

"Is he the mighty general who is said to be able to shoot down birds in the sky with his eyes closed?"

The daughter of a military general's family was very straightforward, and their questions were all very straightforward. Meng Wenyao explained them one by one in a leisurely manner, and in just a few words, the distance between them was brought closer.

Everyone soon started to get acquainted with each other. Someone mentioned the poetry meeting at Tenryuji Temple and suggested that they go there together to have a look.

"We came early and have already made inquiries. The Poetry Club is at the Peach Grove over there."

Another woman immediately answered: "That's right, let's pretend to be appreciating peach blossoms and take the opportunity to watch their poetry meeting. I have been in love with Mr. Yuntai for a long time. It would be great if I could say a word today."

After saying that, she took the lead and left. Meng Wenyao, who was a few steps behind, was shocked by the straightforwardness of the military general's daughter, and silently excluded this woman in her heart.

Such a nymphomaniac woman is really not a good match for Shi Nanan. She hopes to find a woman who can admire Shi Nanan and be attracted to Shi Nanan.

Meng Wenyao glanced at the remaining three women. One of them looked more gentle. She walked over to talk to her intentionally or unintentionally.

"I wonder what Ms. Li does at home on weekdays?"

Suddenly being spoken to by Meng Wenyao, Miss Li could only smile shyly for a moment, but it took her a while to react and said, "It's just some needlework."

Meng Wenyao took a closer look at Miss Li's clothes. Although the fabric was not good, the embroidery was good.

She smiled and said, "Miss Li is good at needlework."

She has a gentle personality and is good at needlework. She initially judged that she would be a good candidate for a good wife and mother. She found a few topics to talk about with Miss Li, and gradually the two of them became familiar with each other.

"Miss Meng, I have a heartfelt request. I wonder if my brother can find a position under General Meng?"

Meng Wenyao looked at Miss Li who was only fifteen or sixteen. Her younger brother should not be more than fifteen. That is, he had neither military merit nor passed the martial arts exam. He asked to be an officer without any merit. This is If Miss Li really marries Shi Nanan, she will have to vacate her husband's family to support her younger brother.

Voldemort, can't have it.

Thinking of this, Meng Wenyao's smile slowly disappeared, and she said awkwardly: "My second brother has just returned from Northern Xinjiang. His official position has not been confirmed yet. I want to ask Miss Li for help."

For this reason, Meng Wenyao and Miss Li broke up on bad terms. Meng Wenyao looked at the two remaining daughters of military generals and took a deep breath.

She found someone who had seen it before, and started chatting politely again. After a few words, Meng Wenyao brought the topic to Shi Nanan, wanting to see what this young lady thought.

Unexpectedly, the young lady let out a long sigh and began to feel compassion for others.

"Your second brother is really unlucky. Both his parents died young. In my opinion, is it because your second brother has a hard life that he defeated his parents and became a murderer on the battlefield?"

"Let me tell you, Master Yunlong of Tianlong Temple is very good at Buddhism. Why don't you ask your second brother to donate some sesame oil money and see if you can change your destiny."

Meng Wenyao was shocked by the disdainful tone. She looked down on Shi Nanan so much, so she couldn't do anything wrong.

In the end, only the girl with the worst appearance was left. Unexpectedly, Meng Wenyao hadn't talked to her yet, so she came over first.

"Miss Meng, be careful where you step."

Since he was so enthusiastic, Meng Wenyao immediately started talking to him. Soon the two of them became more and more congenial, and Meng Wenyao even made an invitation.

"Miss Qi, please come to our house to play some other time. Don't you like to watch a hundred steps make a fortune? My second brother is the best at this."

Miss Qi smiled shyly and walked hand in hand to the peach grove with Meng Wenyao.

When we walked to the edge of the peach grove, we could faintly hear the sound of a man reciting poetry on the other side of the peach grove. A few people stopped for a moment and planned to find a path to go around and pretend to take a casual look.

Meng Wenyao followed the crowd for a few steps and saw Shen Chengwang admiring flowers on the other side from a distance.

What a fate. She tried her best to find someone in the Yongping Mansion, but she didn't expect to meet him here.

She lied, saying it was for convenience, so she left the group and cleverly moved to the other side, pretending to meet Shen Chengwang by chance.

"Cui Zhu, you always say that our peach blossoms are blooming well. You see, compared with Tianlong Temple, our family's peach blossoms are much worse."

"Yes, the peach blossoms in the temple have Buddha nature."

After taking another two steps, Meng Wenyao sighed and said: "When mother was here, we often came here to enjoy the flowers. Unfortunately, now that my mother is gone, I am the only one left to enjoy the flowers."

She looked melancholy and spoke sentimentally. Suddenly, she thought of a poem about peach blossoms and chanted it unconsciously.

"On this day last year, in this mountain, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red color. I don't know where the human faces are, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze."

She chanted as she walked, and as soon as her voice fell, Shen Chengwang appeared in front of her when she turned the corner.