Dressed as a short-lived cannon fodder

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"What's going on?" The third prince Li Lingchen's complexion was not very good, he looked down at Xie Fufeng, and asked in a deep voice.

Xie Fufeng's eyes turned red immediately, she looked at Li Lingchen and hesitated to speak.Those scholars were pointing, not knowing what they were talking about.Li Lingchen snorted coldly, and immediately left Juxian Building with Xie Fufeng.

"What happened?" Yuan Biwu and the others didn't show up, so they didn't know what happened.

Xie Fushu smiled without saying a word, and was surprised when the servant appeared with two notes with the same poems written on them.They are smart people and know what that means.

Chang Ping is the most shameless person who steals poems, her face is serious, and she said in a deep voice: "Could it be that Xie Fufeng's poems are all stolen?" She looked at Xie Fushu, waiting for her answer.Although Xie Fushu returned to Beijing not long ago, they are all sisters of the same family, so they should know better than outsiders like them.

Xie Fushu didn't answer.

The person involved ran away, and another person who claimed to be Du Zimei didn't show up, and the scholars and scholars below were all dazed.Some people were suspicious, while others firmly believed in Xie Fufeng, thinking that someone was making trouble secretly.

With Xie Fufeng gone, the excitement was not good.Xie Fushu purposely let the servant show up, and she rode a horse and accompanied Yuan Biwu and the others' carriage, walking slowly on the avenue.Sure enough, not long after, someone with a heart chased him out from Juxian Building and stopped Xie Fushu.

"You are Du Zimei?" Xiao Lingzhou stared at Xie Fushu with an unkind expression.

Xie Fushu chuckled lightly, and asked back, "So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Although she was dressed in men's clothing, her voice was not concealed in the slightest.With a crisp voice, it is easy for people to recognize that it is a girl.Xiao Lingzhou was also in the romantic scene, he raised his head and stared at Xie Fushu, seeing the playful smile on her lips, he immediately became angry, but it's not easy to get angry with a woman.

Yuan Biwu was sitting in the carriage, but he heard all this.As soon as Xiao Lingzhou said it, she knew that this guy was standing to thank Fufeng.Her face was pale with anger, and tears glistened in her eyes.It's inconvenient for her to go out by herself, but Huo Qingzhou is not.She suddenly opened the curtain of the carriage, poked her head out, stared at Xiao Lingzhou and asked, "What's so ugly about Zi Meizi, why is Xiao Shizi blocking our carriage?"

Xiao Lingzhou believed that Du Zimei was a man, thinking that he had identified the wrong person.He cupped his hands towards Huo Qingzhou, and said loudly: "Sorry, I admitted the wrong person." Then he patted his horse and headed in another direction.

"The men in the capital, one by one, are fascinated by Xie Fufeng!" Chang Ping gritted her teeth, and said angrily, "I don't know what kind of ecstasy decoction they were given."

Yuan Biwu gradually calmed down, she said: "It's just a stinky man, I don't have to marry him." The image Xiao Lingzhou built in her mind collapsed.She was not the kind of person who would die at the slightest setback, and quickly forgot Xiao Lingzhou.

Chang Ping nodded when she heard the words: "Indeed, it's just a stinky man." She pinched Yuan Biwu's face with her hand, and said with a charming smile, "Sister Yuan, if you want to marry, marry me."

Yuan Biwu was amused by Chang Ping, glared at her and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

After such a thing happened, Yuan Biwu was also tired.After playing around for a while, Xie Fushu sent Yuan Biwu and the others back, while she herself rode slowly among the lights.The sycamore trees on both sides are covered with colorful lights, and the noise is endless.Today can't help the night, even the children are running and playing in the street.

Xie Fushu passed by Princess Zhaoyang's mansion inadvertently, she raised her head slightly.The plaque of the Princess Mansion has been changed again, and the inscription Merry is exactly the same as that of Baiyulou.The vermilion gate was closed tightly, and the hanging red lanterns swayed slightly in the wind.This alley was empty, and there was no one in the princess' mansion.Xie Fushu didn't know how long he had been looking at it, so he chuckled lightly and rode away.

The lanterns beeped.

The jade hairpin fell on the table and made a crisp sound.

Yaoqin was startled.

Princess Zhaoyang propped herself up and said casually: "It's nothing." She got up with the help of the maid.

Emperor Mingde Li Tong was a conscientious emperor, and the throne could not have fallen to him.When he was a prince, he never received any teaching from the prince.Because of this, he had to devote most of his time to political affairs, lest he make the slightest mistake.Today is his birthday, Huae downstairs entertained the officials, and he also left early.He thought of the queen and his daughter in Zhaoyang Palace, so he sent people to drive to Zhaoyang Palace immediately.

Different from other princes and princesses, Princess Zhaoyang was brought up by Emperor Mingde himself, so the relationship between father and daughter is naturally very good.

"Yi'er." Seeing his daughter like this, Emperor Mingde couldn't help but sighed.He seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden, and his voice was filled with infinite fatigue and a hint of unwillingness.

"Aye, I think the second girl in Dingyonghou's residence is very nice." Princess Zhaoyang said calmly.

Emperor Mingde nodded, sighed and said, "You can open it if you want. After the next hunting activity, I will issue a decree to grant the marriage."

Chapter 17 [Returning the Nest] Hunting

Northerners are good at riding she.After Emperor Gaozu conquered the world, he and his soldiers reminisced about the past, and often carried out hunting activities.Although Confucianism has become more and more popular in modern times, hunting activities have been maintained.Besides the field hunt in midwinter, there are game drives of all kinds.Although the noble son can't compare with his ancestors who immediately conquered the world, he still has basic riding skills.