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Chapter 332: Heaven Knows, Earth Knows

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    When Yang Ling returned to the side hall, Princess Yongfu had already arrived, pacing back and forth in the hall with a slight frown, looking very preoccupied.  This hall is usually deserted, because the princess received guests today, and Yang Ling has a high status, so when Yang Ling arrived, the copper charcoal furnaces at the four corners were lit with red charcoal fires.  It also emits a touch of incense smoke, which has a pleasant aroma and is warm as spring.

    Seeing Yang Ling coming in, Princess Yongfu hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I have seen the Duke."

    Yang Ling also cupped his hands and said, "Princess Lao has been waiting for a long time."

    Princess Yongfu smiled and said: "It's because the Duke has been waiting for a long time, but this princess has just arrived."

    It was only then that Yang Ling noticed that she was wearing a purple silk double-breasted jacket, a light blue butterfly dress with a hundred flowers pattern on the outer cover, a dark blue water silk skirt, and a bright yellow cloak that she hadn't taken off yet, obviously she had just arrived.  how long.

    Princess Yongfu wrung her fingers, took a peek at Yang Ling, then sat down gently on a chair, and said, "Duke, please sit down."

    Yang Ling nodded, sat on the chair opposite her, and quietly looked at Yongfu. Princess Yongfu's skin was like snow, and she was very graceful with a light blue bijia. She had a light body and a slender waist. She sat there.  , the pair of buds on the chest also faintly reveal a delicate arc.  Princess Yongfu is more delicate than Hua, but there is a faint resentment between her black eyebrows, and she has the temperament of a mature woman.

    Yang Ling's heart skipped a beat. Different girls have different amorous feelings, just like a hundred flowers blooming, each with its own beauty and fragrance. Although Yongfu's face is not the only beauty he has ever seen, her temperament is something that no one else can admire.  Yes, every frown and smile, every move, even if you sit there, a little difference will bring a completely different feeling.

    Yang Ling didn't dare to look too much, his eyes lowered slightly, staring at the toes of her boots that were slightly exposed at the bottom of her skirt, he cupped his hands and said, "I don't know if His Highness called me here, what can I tell you?"

    "Ah?" Princess Yongfu called softly, and her tranced mind was awakened by him at once, and she squeaked and said: "My princess um  Ah! By the way, when the Duke was in Sichuan, he knew the Princess Xianger of the Shu Palace, right?"

    "Recognized".

    Yang Ling only said two words, Yongfu didn't know what to say anymore, his white fingers twisted and twisted, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "The queen mother likes Xiang'er very much, and Jin named her a princess.  I have just arrived, after seeing my mother, this princesshas just hosted a banquet to welcome her."

    There was no sound from the opposite side, Princess Yongfu raised her head nervously, and just met Yang Ling's curious eyes, and the half-smile expression on his lips, which made Princess Yongfu even more flustered.

    Behind the screen in the main hall, there are two little girls squatting, one light pink and one light green.

    Gently elbowed Princess Yongchun beside her, Zhu Xianger leaned close to her ear and hummed like a mosquito: "Sister Yongfu is very afraid of Yang."

    Yongchun rolled her eyes and mouthed: "Little idiot!"

    Zhu Xiang'er grabbed her sparkling and exquisite little earlobe, and whispered: "You are the little idiot! The one surnamed Yang is not the son-in-law, why did she call someone to report some of her family's shortcomings?"

    Yongchun was itchy from her tone, she shrugged her left shoulder, broke away from Zhu Xianger's hand, raised her fingers and gave a hiss, and lay down like a puppy looking out from the gap between the two screens.

    Although there is a thick velvet carpet under her feet, she really doesn't look like a princess at all. With a smirk on her face, Zhu Xianger curled up her fingers and flicked her buttocks.  Tap lightly.

    The two little girls were eavesdropping and fighting in the back, and Yang Ling coughed and said in front: "Princess, you must have something to talk to me, right? Since Yang Ling came to Beijing, he has been trusted and reused by the late emperor and the current emperor.  The two Highnesses also got along very well, Yang Ling must be very grateful.

    If it is inconvenient for Your Highness to say something to your courtiers, then I will presume a little bit. Your Highness can try to treat me as a bosom friend. If you have anything on your mind, just tell me, it will come out of your mouth and into my ears, except for the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth  , Yang Ling won't let the third person know, Your Highnessyou can speak freely."

    Princess Yongchun triumphantly pointed at the tip of her nose, then tapped Zhu Xianger's chest, and whispered: "I am the third, and you are the fourth."

    After hearing Yang Ling's words, Princess Yongfu's face blushed, and she said in a stuttering manner: "This princess has always regarded you as a friend. I  I think".

    Seeing that there is no one else in the palace, if you talk about Yang Ling, telling him what is on your mind is like talking to the queen mother and the emperor's brotherI was selected to see the emperor, but I was coughing and had a runny nose. The empress dowager had a bad impression, and I was afraid she would lose the election."

    Bi Zhen squeezed a stack of banknotes in his sleeve, and said with a smile: "My lord is thoughtful, our family will pay attention to these things, don't ask him to show up if there is nothing to do, come down quickly after answering the question on the stage, and clean up diligently below."  Be careful, you won't lose your face."

    "Well, have all his materials been left? There are 21 other people's materials. Ask someone to bring them. I'll take a look first. I'm sure I'm sure."

    "Yes, my lord", Bizhen waved his hand, and several servants from the "Zhuwang Pavilion" quickly brought a lot of files.

    Bi Zhen smiled and said: "These are the materials of the candidates who are finally going to be selected. The family background records are all clearly recorded, and there are handprints pressed by Baojia Lizheng as guarantee, and each person has drawn a portrait and put it in the file. These people,  They are all young men with good facial features, clean family backgrounds, who can compose poetry, please look at them, my lord!"

    The one on the top is the information of the young man who just left Juren Anye. Princess Yongfu knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and poetry.  If the cultural background of each other is too far apart, it will be strange to have common topics in the future.

    Although talent and learning are not decisive conditions, they are an important foundation. An Ye is the only candidate among the applicants. Yang Ling is very interested in him. Looking at the resume written by An Ye, the ink is dry and the handwriting is extraordinary.  Yang Ling is a calligraphy student. Seeing that Mr. An's handwriting is straight and straight, erratic and quick, like grass, and straight and straight, he couldn't help but say hello.

    When I opened the portrait drawn by the artist, it turned out to be a handsome young man with delicate features. Although the portrait drawn by the artist at that time was a little out of date, it was not a complete photo painting, but it was almost the same. It seems that this young man's appearance is really good-looking  .

    Yang Ling felt excited: I haven't looked at the other candidates yet, but just looking at this condition is good, now it's good, at least there won't be a single one that catches my eye."

    Yang Ling flicked the paper portrait happily, and said in his heart: "I feel guilty for taking the red lady in my head. Yongfu, oh Yongfu, I, Yang Ling, have finally given up on your trust!"

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