Mu Hanzhang saw him again digress, frowned, slowly fiddling with the tip of the hair tail with his thumb: "To see the top student, after the parade is the Qionglin Banquet, why bother to look at the Huiwei building alone?"
"Isn't that different?" Jing Shao took the furry tail out of his hand and replaced his own fingers over it.
Mu Hanyang was amused by his childish behavior, pinching the finger shook: "Weekdays are not not allowed to touch you, why bother every time the Mu Hu rest are so tortured? Young and greedy, old to suffer."
"It's not like I'm to blame, who let you always be that tantalizing ......" Jing Shao came over to his own princess's pillow and whispered.
Mu Hanzhang opened his hand and pushed away the big head that was spewing hot air: "Speak properly, what do you want to do by raising those people?"
"Woowoo!" Xiao Huang saw his master's action, and also followed with his furry paw to call Jing Shao's face. The soft meat pads slapped on his face, and the fur in the paw slit pressed on his nose, causing Jing Shao to sneeze again.
Jing Shao grabbed the hairy tiger and shoved it into the comforter, pressing the corner of the comforter with his arm to prevent it from drilling out, "It's just a reserve, and I won't use it as a last resort."
"What are you preparing?" Mu Hanzhang is not going to let him so vague past, this private army to stay is a hidden danger, and very costly, not as a last resort, there is really no need to take this risk.
Jing Shao lowered his eyes and sighed, "I've fought so many battles over the years, from the northwest all the way to the southeast, without losing a single battle, without losing a single city, and opened up thousands of miles of territory for Da Chen, if you were Father, what would you think?"
Mu Hanzhang froze, "What you mean is ......"
Cunning rabbits die, dogs cook, birds fly, good bow hidden, the monarchs of all dynasties, for the high military generals, there are few tolerant treatment, but Jing Shao is the son of the emperor, it is difficult to escape the suspicion?
"In order for my brother to ascend to the throne, I must hold a portion of the military power in my hand, preferably the portion in Jiangnan. I don't know how many years this matter will be delayed, and I don't know what changes will happen during this period, so I have to leave a way out for both of us." Jing Shao sighed, in the last life, the kind of thing that handed back the military power to be slaughtered, must not happen again, even if it comes to the worst step, but also to protect Jun Qing's safety.
Mu hanzhang raised his eyes to look at him, to Hongzheng emperor's nature, even if now favors Jing Shao, once there is a little threat to the power of the action, I believe that the bright ruler will not hesitate to abolish this son. Born in the emperor's family, and lost his mother's shelter, and between the father and the king, there is no room to turn around, so Jing Shao's heart is always uneasy, right.
Seeing the worry surfacing on his own consort's face, Jing Shao smiled and pinched his face, "Don't worry, I'm just a precautionary measure and have been careful nowadays, so I won't go that far."
Mu Hanzhang looked at him quietly, slowly moving over and dropping a light kiss on the corner of that lightly smiling mouth, "Don't worry, I'll be watching over you."
A simple sentence was better than a thousand words of comfort. Jing Shao froze for a long time before reacting to the fact that his own princess had taken the initiative to give him a kiss. Just a gentle kiss, how can he tell the joy in his heart? So, he pounced over and prepared to give his own princess a kiss back, "Woohoo!" With the quilt war three hundred rounds of small yellow finally drilled out, complacent Jing Shao suddenly gnawed a mouthful of hair.
After the release of the list is the temple examination, Jing Chen in charge of the Ministry of Rites will be all the arrangements of watertight, without any error, to February 23 on time temple examination, and then a three men riding a high head horse hairpin parade, the capital of a moment of lively and extraordinary.
"I heard that this time's scholars and the first class are all young talents, it's really rare!" The Flavorful House was located on the main street of the capital, and the seats with a view of the street had been booked out early, and there was a lot of noise early in the morning, with you talking and I talking.
"You're wrong about that, I've heard that the top scorer is an old man, and that the top scorer and the scout are the young ones." Another person retorted.
Jing Shao had booked the best seat early and dragged his own princess to see the fun.
"You still have to rush to the Qiong Lin Banquet in a while, why are you suffering?" Mu Hanzhang looked helplessly at Jing Shao who was excitedly picking at the window to look out, only to feel a resemblance to Xiao Huang who was picking at the car window to probe.
"I haven't seen a scholar parade yet! It's rare to be in the capital, so I'll have to take a good look." There were only two of them in this elegant room, Jing Shao would not talk about anything, still looking around with interest.
Within a short time, a gong and drums opened the way, and three men in red robes with saffron hairpins on their crowns rode their high horses from the side of the Imperial Street.
"Junqing, look, is that scout the one surnamed Ma that he met at the Tasteful House that day?" Jing Shao pointed to his own princess to see, that day Jun Qing said something that made that group of sour scholars speechless, that surnamed Ma was the first to stand out and applaud, thus Jing Shao had a few impressions of him.
Mu Hanyang then come over, see that the scenery full of the scholar, really some familiar, then nodded, turn to look at the scholar, feel that the side face is also very familiar. Coincidentally, walking in the forefront of the scholar seems to notice the sight of the upstairs, actually raised his head, just with Mu Hanzhang's sight together.
How come it's him? Mu Hanzhang was a little surprised.
After that scholar had gotten a good look at Mu Hanzhang's face, he stared flabbergastedly for a long time, until the horse had passed by the House of Recollection, and was still looking back.
Jing Shao immediately realized that something was wrong and frowned, "You know that scholar?"
Mu Hanzhang nodded, although he hadn't seen him for a few years, but judging by that person's reaction, he shouldn't be wrong.
"Who is he?" Jing Shao dissatisfiedly cupped his own princess's face, forcing him to turn his head and stop looking at the scholar.
"It's a fellow student from my early childhood." Mu Hanzhang pulled away his hand that was squeezing his cheek and explained. That person's name is Qin Zhaoran, is a distant relative of Beiwei Hou family, was able to study in the Mu family school, with Mu Huanzhang together with the examination of the lifts, and then went home to continue to study, these years will be again for the see, did not expect to actually won the first prize.
"If you hadn't married me, how would this scholar be in his turn?" It's good that it's not an old lover, Jing Shao muttered in his heart, then he regained his smiling face and pulled his own princess downstairs, "Hurry up, it'll be late in a while."
The first grade scholar is going to go to the Qionglin Banquet, and all the royal families and dukes are going to be present, so both of them have to go. Mu Hanzhang was helpless to his own prince's capricious behavior and could only run after him.
The avenues were all surrounded by the people, and the two rode Little Black, quickly drilled out of the alleys, and went straight to Qionglin Yuan.
In the center of the Qionglin Yuan is a vast small pavilion, called the Flower Pavilion, the emperor and princes are sitting here, the first a scholar three people can be seated with the son of heaven.
When the two rushed to the Flower Pavilion, in addition to Emperor Hongzheng, several imperial princes and dukes were already waiting there, and Jing Chen glared at his younger brother, telling the two of them to hurry up and stand still.
Not long after, Emperor Hongzheng came, and all of them took their seats in order of status after saluting.
Because the Qionglin Banquet is extremely important to the readers, the rules are also very complicated, comparable to the marriage ceremony. Jing Shao bored secretly yawning, was Jing Chen covertly kicked a foot, only to honestly sit down, toward a few people apart from their own Wangfei handed a pitiful look.
Mu Hanzhang gave him a "can't help it" look back and continued to sit elegantly.
The only interesting thing about the Qionglin Banquet is probably the flower offering by the flower scout, who is to be allowed to recite a poem while picking the most colorful flower in bloom in the garden and offering it to the Emperor.
The name of the scout is Ma Zhuo, long a pair of smiling eyes, Hongzheng emperor point him to do the scout, must also think he looks pleasing to the eye, in the Qionglin Banquet to offer flowers than that list of eyes that old man is strong.
"Every year the flowers are given to me, this year's flower scout is rarely so young, why don't you offer the flowers to my imperial son." Emperor Hongzheng smiled and stopped Ma Zhuo from handing over the flower, telling him to offer it to one of the imperial sons.
The flower pavilion suddenly quieted down, and the originally festive atmosphere became cold and solemn in vain.
Originally fast asleep Jing Shao sat up straight with a jolt, without a trace and Jing Chen glanced at each other, Jing Chen obviously did not know why Emperor Hongzheng suddenly put forward this kind of request, hidden in the sleeve of the hand quietly clenched, and then slowly spread out, looking at the scout's response.
The Fourth Prince was also startled and exchanged glances with the opposite Duke of Maoguo, both confused.
Ma Zhuo forehead suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, this flower is not a casual offering, now the throne is not determined, offer to which is not right, according to the theory of giving no inheritance to the king of Cheng is the most secure, just so, it is clear that it is satirizing the king of Cheng ......
Mu Hanzhang hung his eyes, pondering the Emperor's purpose for doing this. Could it be that someone had recently submitted a request for a crown prince, causing Emperor Hongzheng to be upset, and was using this to knock some people out? Just as he was thinking, a flower in full bloom was handed to him.
"My humble servant has admired Marquis Wen Yuan's talent for a long time, this flower should be dedicated to the Marquis." Ma Zhuo smiled.
On reasoning into the princess is also regarded as half of the prince, and really is a group of public monarchs in the only literati, so it is reasonable to say.
Jing Chen looked at the extremely fast reacting scholar scout and secretly nodded his head, while the fourth prince breathed a sigh of relief, Jing Shao was nervously looking at his own princess, not understanding how this fire would burn to Jun Qing when it was in good hands. And the same worried look at Mu Hanzhang, there is also sitting on the side of the new scholar Qin Zhaoran.
"The beauty of the flower scout is not appreciated." Mu Hanzhang stood up and gracefully and calmly received the pink peony flower.
"Huanzhang's talent is indeed not inferior to the scouting flower," Hongzheng Emperor's deep eyes gradually colored with a smile, gesturing for his attendants to pass the cup to Mu Huanzhang, "This scouting flower toast, you also drink it for me."
"Yes, Father." Mu Hanzhang didn't excuse himself, respectfully bowed to Emperor Hongzheng, took the cup that Ma Zhuo handed over, and drank it all in one go.
Hongzheng Emperor's words, is to raise the status of Mu Huanzhang, the hearts of the people are different, but the face of the people have to show a smile, just the solemn atmosphere and warm up.
Mazoku stepped back and quietly wiped the cold sweat from his palms.
Qin Zhaoran looked at Mu Huanzhang, who was in full splendor, and a touch of gloom gradually surfaced in the bottom of his eyes.