Chapter 1569: Tiger Girl 53
Going out in the name of offering incense, and going with Aunt Xu, was obviously a cover-up.
In order to climb high and help his daughter do such shameless things, General Zhao was naturally angry.
Fortunately, I thought so much about Zhao Yingxue, thinking that she was my daughter after all, but in the end I didn't care about her at all and went to find another "better son-in-law".
General Zhao was really filled with hatred: "I am so eager to get into the bed of a noble lady. If the Buddha has a spirit, let them fall to death when they go to the mountain to offer incense."
After saying this, I regretted it. My youngest daughter was from a daughter's family, how could she say such crude words. And life and death, this is not what a girl should know.
"Dad, don't be angry." Xining directly found a chair and sat down, rubbed the stove with his fingers, and asked meaningfully: "They can go, and so can I. Is dad going to let them get what they want, or is he going to let them get what they want?" Is something bad? ”
General Zhao was stunned, twirling his thick black beard with his hand...
The next day, Aunt Xu and Zhao Yingxue took a carriage to Nalan Temple.
Zhao Yingxue twisted Luo Pa's fingers and felt uneasy.
Aunt Xu comforted her in a low voice: "What are you worried about? Only when a woman finds a strong man to rely on can it be real. Although I am a concubine, look at it, the food and clothing are far better than those of a small family. House. Moreover, a concubine is different from a concubine. If you really become the empress of the palace one day, you will be extremely noble. Others will bow to you and dare not be disrespectful. "
If the prince is mediocre, the officials will be dissatisfied for a long time. Even if the Seventh Prince is supported by his mother and concubine, having a strong relative is a taboo for generations.
So now it seems that the third prince is most likely to replace the prince and inherit the throne in the future.
Thinking that in the future, those famous ladies, concubines, and even high officials who looked down on her would all bow to her respectfully. Zhao Yingxue's uneasy expression finally eased a lot.
Nalan Temple is located in the mountains on the outskirts of Beijing. Most people in the capital go to the national temple or burn incense and pray nearby. Today, only the people from the nearby mountains came. Compared with the crowds of people in the temple in Beijing, this place is quite peaceful.
Zhao Yingxue accompanied Aunt Xu to add incense and sesame oil. Aunt Xu stood up, and Zhao Yingxue and Yuanyang stepped forward together, supporting her from left to right.
The abbot of the temple came over, performed a Buddhist salute, and called out the Buddha's name: "Two female donors, please take a short rest in the wing and have some vegetarian food by the way."
He must have known that these two pilgrims gave him ten taels of sesame oil, and judging from the way they were dressed, they were not from ordinary wealthy families. I am satisfied this time. I will come back next time to build more good relationships.
Aunt Xu also respectfully performed a Buddhist salute: "Master is polite, but the disciple is disrespectful."
The host asked a young novice to take them to the side room.
After entering the wing, Aunt Xu sat down and smiled at Zhao Yingxue: "There is no need to accompany me. The scenery here is quite elegant. It is a rare time to come out and take a look."
"Yes." Zhao Yingxue took Yuanyang to the courtyard.
Nalan Temple has also been around for a while. There are many old trees in the courtyard, and there are many bluestone slabs on the dirt floor. It is also kept clean.
But Zhao Yingxue didn't come here to look at the trees and flowers. She was slowly walking around the courtyard. Today she specially wore a fresh and elegant azure cloak, and underneath she wore a goose yellow dress with gold and pink embroidery.
It's not that Zhao Yinghong wore goose yellow for her second appearance. She, Zhao Yingxue, is more beautiful in goose yellow. Together with the red plum hairpin obtained from the Red Plum Poetry Club, it will definitely make the eyes of the third prince shine.
After walking for a while, he couldn't help but ask Yuanyang beside him: "Have you told the third prince about the time?" "Miss, please don't worry, we have told you." Yuanyang replied.
But why hasn't there been any movement yet? Could it be that she was asked to wait in the main hall and stick to him when she saw the third prince?
Yuanyang saw Zhao Yingxue's worry and irritability, and comforted him: "Maybe the third prince has something to do and has been delayed for a while. Don't worry, miss. Look at how good-looking the miss is. She is a man, so there is no way he will not be tempted."
Also, in terms of appearance, she is the best among the noble ladies in the capital. If she hadn't been a concubine and had hairpins, the matchmaker wouldn't have been able to break through the door of the house.
But what about concubines? As for Zhao Yinghong, who is very sick, even if the third prince likes her, he will not marry her as a concubine in order to continue the heir. Thinking of this, Zhao Yingxue smiled a little.
A boy trotted over and saluted Zhao Yinghong: "Is this girl the second young lady of the Zhenguo General's Mansion?"
Finally here... Zhao Yingxue suppressed her excitement and tried her best to respond calmly: "Exactly, what's the matter?"
Asking the maid to intercept the third prince halfway and telling him that he would come to offer incense today, what is the difference between this and self-recommended pillow mat? The boy lowered his head. Although he looked respectful, he couldn't hide the contempt at the corner of his mouth: "There is a distinguished person who wants to see the lady. Please, lady."
Watching the boy turn sideways and make a gesture of invitation. And this boy had been with the third prince before. Zhao Yingxue followed with confidence.
The boy led the two of them to a wing, which was the most remote wing of the temple. He stood at the door and moved away. He folded his hands in front of him and lowered his head in silence. He was obviously not ready to go in.
Zhao Yingxue glanced at Yuanyang. Yuanyang understood and let go of the hand holding her.
Zhao Yingxue opened the door and walked in.
As soon as he walked in, the boy quickly closed the door. Looking at Yuanyang, he whispered: "You have nothing to do here."
Yuanyang didn't dare to stay. After thinking about it, he turned around and left to report the news to Aunt Xu.
After entering the room, Zhao Yingxue saw the third prince with his back to her and facing the wall, as if he was admiring the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.
How can there be any good calligraphy and painting in such a small temple? What is hung on the wall is just a lot of currency used to repair the wall.
I saw the third prince dressed in purple, with a fine white jade belt wrapped around his waist, and a golden dragon crown on his head. He was already tall and tall, but now he looked even more noble.
"Sometimes your life is in your own hands. I think about how much hardship my mother had to endure in order to get ahead. You are not as good looking as your mother back then. Sometimes you have to risk yourself to get what you want."
"It is true that a woman finds a strong man to rely on. Although I am a concubine, look at it, the food and clothing are much better than the main wife of a small family. Furthermore, the concubine is different from the concubine. If If you really become a queen in the palace, you will be extremely noble. Others will bow to you when they see you, and they will not dare to be disrespectful.”
Aunt Xu's words have been repeated over and over again in her heart... Zhao Yingxue felt cruel and pulled the knot of the cloak under her neck. The bow was opened, the cloak was untied and placed on the table next to her.
Zhao Yingxue then saluted the third prince and said in as sweet a voice as possible: "His Royal Highness the third prince."
The third prince had heard the movement a long time ago and was waiting for the other party to salute first.
After hearing the greetings, he turned around and said, "No courtesy."
(End of chapter)