Cangyun [Sword Net Three]

The king of Linzi is getting married.

This news is like catkins in the summer wind, floating all over the city overnight.

People were amazed, guessing that Mr. Jinghong must have become the candidate for the princess.Unexpectedly, news came out from the Linzi palace that the future concubine is the current Lord Langhuan.

Lord Langhuan?Never heard of it.Then you should have heard of Cuilinju, isn't the owner the Lord Langhuan? It is said that all the shops in the palace were single-handedly promoted by Lord Langhuan.That's terrible, Lord Langhuan really knows how to make money.What's the point of making money? A poem or a piece of music by Mr. Jinghong is priceless.

There are many disturbances and gossip in the city.

It is also heard that the king of Linzi paid a lot of money to invite famous embroiderers and craftsmen from big merchants to embroider wedding dresses and make jewelry for the future princess.The craftsmanship is complicated, and it takes three months to make a complete set of Yunjin wedding dresses.

This generosity seemed to have shocked those ordinary people in Nanlin who had never seen the world.

Not only the common people were shocked, but even the princes, beauties, maids and servants in the mansion were dumbfounded.Treating the master of Langhuan Pavilion more respectfully and dare not be presumptuous.Mingyue's status has also risen with the tide, and it is very majestic for a while.

The king of Linzi personally supervised the marriage-related matters, and he was not sloppy at all.It is said that there was a craftsman who stole, raped and cheated and withheld gold for making gold ornaments. The king of Linzi didn't want to see blood on the happy event, but he also crippled the man's hands, and he could no longer be a craftsman.

Zhang Shitang is affiliated to Langhuan Pavilion, and the leader is Dou Lian, so there is no reason why he should not support it wholeheartedly.

The entire palace was mobilized, and the horsepower was fully turned on to prepare for a wedding that everyone would never forget.

Although the prince of Linzi is young, he is not far behind.He had long regarded Lord Langhuan as a relative, and now, this relative was about to become his real mother, and he was already overjoyed.He didn't even play Cuju anymore, just to save time, he had to copy 999 pieces of "Tongxin Fu" and send it to Mr. Langhuan before the big wedding.Not to be outdone, Dou Lu even dared to copy a brick-thick "Auspicious Ruyi Jing".

It seems that only the person involved, Mr. Langhuan herself, has not changed, she still eats and drinks, she should go to work, and there is no abnormal emotional change.

On the contrary, Young Master Jinghong, upon first hearing that Lord Langhuan has become the appointed concubine, mobilized the army and brought a group of attendants to kill him in the Langhuan Pavilion.Mr. Langhuan happened to be trying a new dish to be launched by the restaurant, so she invited Mr. Jinghong to try it together.A dark cloud that was about to torrential downpour was covered up by understatement before even a single thunder struck.

The palace was indeed going to change this day, or in other words, after Lord Langhuan started exerting his strength, it had already changed silently.

In November of the fourth year of Wuchang, Wu Lang traveled to this world for No. 15 months.This time, like a blink of an eye, just passed by.

The heavy snow is approaching, and the Linzi Prince's Mansion is happy to welcome the door.

The preparations for the big wedding are coming to an end, and the grand ceremony can only be held after choosing an auspicious day.

On this day, the sun was rare, so Wu Lang moved a chair and sat in the courtyard to bask in the sun.Mingyue didn't know where to go early in the morning, after Wu Lang ordered his attendants not to approach her, there was nothing around her.There were several ledgers on the low table at hand, but he was not in the mood to look through them.He just closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair, letting the sunlight spread all over his body.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps approaching, very lightly, as if the whole person was walking while hanging on the ground.

He opened his eyes lightly, and saw a strange attendant walking with hot tea in his hand.

Wu Lang glanced at the man, then closed his eyes again.

He knew who it was, Chu Jiu was also Zhao San, and Chu Jiu was his name and code name.

In the past few months, Chu Jiu has always turned into various people and approached him.Sometimes it's an ordinary servant, sometimes it's an old man sweeping the floor, sometimes it's a strong cook, sometimes it's a taciturn maidservant, and so on.

Wu Lang asked him how the tunnel was being dug, and he said that he had already hired a decent master to do it.

Wu Lang asked again, what if the news leaked out.

Chu Jiu said that the master he was looking for was illiterate, and after cutting off his tongue, he would not leak the secret.

Wu Lang didn't ask any more questions.Chu Jiu is a taciturn person with great patience.In order to steal the blue booklet, he used to lurk on the beam of his bedroom for a day and a night, without dripping water, and remained motionless.

Of course, in the end it came back in vain.

At first, the ninth day of the ninth day came almost every day, but at some point, he seemed to be no longer interested in the blue booklet.But still hiding in the darkness, it seems that Wu Lang can feel him as soon as he turns around.

"How did you come."

"..." Chu Jiu put down the teacup, stood quietly behind Wu Lang without speaking, and stood like a tree.

Wu Lang asked, "How is things going?"

On the ninth day of the lunar new year, he replied: "It will take more than a month."

Yueyu... Then I'm afraid, I really can't escape that cheating wedding.

The king of Linzi told him that the ninth day of November is the best day in the two months at the end of the year, so there is no choice.

On the seventh day of the seventh day, he was dragged to try on clothes.The red wedding dress has seven layers inside and out, with dense dark patterns of phoenix flowers on the cloth surface, embroidered with red phoenix facing the sun, and flying phoenix in the sky, every stitch is lifelike.The king of Linzi helped him put them on one by one, smoothed out the wrinkles, and led him to the mirror.

Wu Lang only felt that he was splashed with blood, the red was dazzling.

On the eighth day of the eighth day, Xiao Pangdun excitedly showed him the "Tongxin Fu" he copied and the "Auspicious Ruyi Jing" copied by Dou Lv, and asked him to put these two things on the wedding plate for a big wedding tomorrow.

After finishing speaking, she relied on Wu Lang, acting like a baby and wanting to eat crystal elbows.He also said that he had lost a few ounces of flesh in order to copy "Tongxin Fu".

Wu Lang really couldn't laugh or cry.

Before the crystal elbow could be served on the table, an unexpected guest suddenly appeared.

It was the first time for Wu Lang to observe the eunuch at such a close distance. He was a father-in-law who was not young, and his face was tired, perhaps because of a long journey.He has pointed brows and fine eyes, with a high toe and an air of pride, and it seems that he is not easy to get along with.The father-in-law had no beard on his face, no Adam's apple, and his voice was soft, and he read the imperial decree in his hand unhurriedly to the people in the palace who were kneeling on the ground.

[By God, the emperor said, Linzi Wang Shiziyue, smart and intelligent, is the leader of all, I am very happy.Now that the fourth son of the emperor is five years old, it is not as good as Yue when he thinks of his brothers.Therefore, the son of the Prince of Linzi is specially given to go to Beijing to face the saint, in order to honor the emperor's grace.This is it. 】

After listening to the general idea, Wu Lang subconsciously looked at the little fat pier beside him.

The king of Linzi quickly read a sentence: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, the minister receives the decree." He took the imperial decree from the eunuch and got up.

"I don't know when His Majesty will let Yue'er leave."

"The Holy Majesty has not specified the time, so naturally the sooner the better. His Royal Highness Linzi, if there is anything to tidy up, it is better to start tidying up now. Miscellaneous families can also wait for a few hours."

The audience was silent, the little fat man still had his big eyes open, lying on Wu Lang's legs, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Langhuan, is the imperial decree asking me to go to Yongning to play?"

Wu Lang almost wanted to laugh out loud.Fool, idiot.Do you know how dangerous your father is, do you know that your father robbed the emperor's old son's lover, do you know that your father conspired to rebel.If you still go to Yongning to play, your life will be lost!

Wu Lang and King Linzi looked at each other, and Wu Lang immediately picked up the chubby man and walked to Tuotian courtyard.

After getting the order, all the maidservants rushed back to pack their bags.

As soon as he entered the Tuotian Courtyard, he handed the little fat pier to the nanny. Wu Lang and the King of Linzi entered the back room, and as soon as the door was closed, Wu Lang said, "The son is only six years old, so you let him enter the wolf's den like this?"

The king of Linzi said: "The emperor is his uncle, not a wolf."

Wu Lang took a sip of water and forced himself to calm down: "You only have such an only son, sending it to Yongning, holding it in the hands of the emperor is like being strangled by the neck!"

The king of Linzi said: "I have a clear conscience, what the emperor dares to do."

"!" Wu Lang really admired Linzi King's ability to lie without changing his expression.

"I know you like Yue'er, and you don't want him to leave, but this is an imperial decree." King Linzi said, and then repeated: "The sacred order is hard to violate."

Resisting the decree is a serious crime of beheading.

Wu Lang walked to the side of the bed, looked over the edge of the window, and the chubby boy ordered the servant girl to pack up his favorite toys one by one, his face was full of joy that he was about to go out.He murmured: "Nanlin is more than ten days' drive away from Yongning, the son is a child..."

The king of Linzi was silent for a long while, and finally said: "Gu will send him to Yongning himself."

Wu Lang tilted his head and looked at King Linzi in surprise: "...Your Majesty, please take Dou Lian and Dou Lv with you, I'm afraid the son doesn't want to leave Dou Lv either."

"can."

As time passed, the eunuch outside finally couldn't help urging.Despite the haste, he packed up the luggage for the four carriages.

The little fat pier tugged at Wu Lang's clothes, and asked dissatisfied: "Mr. Langhuan, won't you go to Yongning with me?"

Wu Lang knelt down and touched the top of the chubby hair: "Mr. Langhuan wants to stay in the palace to take care of the house. When the son arrives in Yongning, he must be obedient and listen to his father, you know. There are many scary guys in Yongning, they fawn on you , to flatter you, all to snatch your crystal elbow and almond tofu."

The little chubby face immediately wrinkled: "So Yongning is so annoying, can I not go?"

Wu Lang shook his head: "Yongning is much more fun than Nanlin. Once we get there, the prince probably won't want to come back."

Little Fatty immediately shouted loyally: "No way! I will definitely return to Nanlin in the future!"

"Alright, alright, come back. Alright, let's get in the car." Wu Lang carried the child into a luxury carriage at the front.

King Linzi bid farewell to Liu Jinghong, Lord Henglian and a group of beauties for a long time, and finally he was willing to move.He stepped on the horse slave's back to get on the car, just stepped on the frame with one foot, but suddenly turned around and hugged Wu Lang tightly in his arms, almost strangling him to death.

He whispered in his ear, wait for me, wait for me to come back to marry you.

Wu Lang wrapped his arms around King Linzi's back in a strange way, patted him a few times, and said, safe journey.

The two let go of their arms, and their sleeves brushed in mid-air.

With the sound of the whip twitching, the convoy gradually drove out of the alley and further away, until the sound of the wheels could no longer be heard.