Chapter 220 Hanging in the Sky and the Bright Moon Waiting for the King

At this time, another son said: “Princess Changle was the most talented woman in the Yan Dynasty back then. She deserves to be the princess’s son. She is talented in poetry!”< br/>
Just now, a large group of people were upset with Jiang Han, but now that his identity has been exposed, the trolls immediately turned into licking dogs.

“It’s so realistic…” Jiang Han also said helplessly.

But at this time, Na Yaoqin said: “Your Highness, please take a seat…”

Hongluan was about to go up to stop it, but at this time Qingluan said: ” The young master is going to the private seat, not the bedroom.”

Hong Luan simply took off his hat, after all, his identity has already been known.

And there are more and more flies around. After all, they all know that these two maidservants have a lot of background, so how could they let go of this opportunity to flatter.

Even if the eldest princess is not as powerful as before, she is still the eldest princess, and she still has the right to speak.

So all kinds of greetings made the sisters very tired.

Jiang Han came to the private seat, and Yaoqin poured tea for Jiang Han herself. She said, “Young master, if you have any questions, please tell me. As long as the servants know, they must know.”
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“Then I’ll cut to the chase. I heard that the secret of the former dynasty’s relics came from here?”

When Jiang Han said this, Yaoqin’s show Eyebrows frowned immediately, and she said: “This is the last poetry meeting, and a gifted scholar came.”

“A gifted scholar?”

“Yes, obviously a A man, but he speaks very sharply, and his male and female looks are very good-looking, he speaks in an orderly manner, and even took out half a treasure map.” Yaoqin said, she sat across from Jiang Han.

Boy and girl? Could it be Lin Shu?

No, Lin Shu is in the Corpse Sect now, and the Corpse Sect still has so many things to do, how could he come to the capital with nothing?

There are very few people who look like men and women, or they are… eunuchs?

“At that time, a group of young masters were reciting poems here to fight against each other. The slave family also happened to pass by at that time and listened to a few words.”

“Oh?”

“Those people said that among the relics of the previous dynasty, there are lost poems, some rare martial arts classics, countless jewels and gold, and various precious magic weapons…” She said while snapping her fingers.

Jiang Han was dumbfounded when he heard this, and thought that this rumor was so powerful that it almost targeted everyone.

Literati like poetry and songs, warriors like martial arts classics, and ordinary people are naturally rare gold and jewelry. As for magic weapons, they are things that everyone likes. They can be used for their own use or sold for money. And it’s worth it!

“Now everyone in the city knows?” Jiang Han asked.

Yaoqin smiled: “Your Highness, what do you think? Tianquan City is so lively now, I heard that many sects have come together, and it seems that they are waiting for the day when the treasure is revealed to snatch the secret treasure.”
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“Big things will definitely happen then.” Jiang Han said.

At this moment, Yaoqin approached, although she hadn’t approached, but the charming fragrance on her body had already come, she said in a soft voice: “Your Highness, do you want to listen to the music? “

“Let’s just play a song called Spring Breeze Nineteen.” Jiang Han said.

When Yaoqin heard it, she blushed immediately, and she said: “Although my family has a similar rhythm, my family doesn’t play those vulgar things!”

Jiang Han laughed loudly: “It seems that you are also a reader of Chungui Opera.”

After all, Chungui Opera came from Tianquan City, and the novels written by this mysterious author are almost popular Overwhelmed the entire Great Yan Dynasty.

Yaoqin was taken aback, and shyly said: “That’s what the drinkers said, and my slave happened to hear it.”

Jiang Han didn’t bother to expose it, so he let it go Yaoqin played a piece of music, and while Yaoqin was playing, Jiang Han brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread out the rice paper, and wrote a few large characters neatly on it.

This is also thanks to Jiang Han’s mother who supervised him to practice calligraphy when he was young.

The biggest weakness of other traversers is ugly writing.

Yaoqin also had something on her mind, she fell into a trance while playing, and when she recovered from it, she realized that Jiang Han had left.

“Where is Your Highness?” Yao Qin stood up and said.

A servant girl came over: “Lady, Your Highness left just now. She said that it was night and she would not go and be scolded by the princess. At that time, many people toasted His Highness to see him off. Your Highness told us not to disturb you.” Concentrate.”

“He…” Yaoqin was stunned, and suddenly felt that this Highness was different from other young masters.

“Lady, what’s on the table?” the maid asked.

Yaoqin’s eyes widened, and she hurried over to check, only to find a poem on the desk.

The hibiscus is not as good as the makeup of a beauty, and the wind from the water palace comes with the fragrance of pearls and emerald greens.

Who will cover the autumn fan with the cry and wait for the king with the bright moon hanging in the sky.

Yaoqin mumbled her lips and repeated: “Who will cover the autumn fan with the cry and wait for the king with the bright moon in the sky? The son is saying that the servant’s house has the appearance of a harem?”

The beauties in the harem are generally the highest praise for a woman’s appearance, because only the most beautiful women are qualified to serve the emperor.

And Jiang Han used this sentence to describe her, which made Yaoqin in a trance and almost fainted.

Confidant! He is my confidant!

Yaoqin couldn’t help covering her mouth, and tears fell down. No one has ever used such words to describe herself, this is the first time!

“Xiaoyu.”

“My lady.” The servant girl Xiaoyu came over.

Yaoqin wiped away her tears and said in a choked voice: “Frame it, frame it quickly, I want everyone who passes the private seat to know that this is a poem written by His Highness “

“It seems that His Highness is interested in the lady.” Xiaoyu expressed her opinion.

Yaoqin nodded: “He is not like other men who only know how to please the slave family and take advantage of the slave family. He keeps a distance of one foot from the slave family’s disappearance. She is respecting the slave family. He regards Nujia as a woman on the same level as him, in his eyes, Nujia is not a girl, but an ordinary woman!”

After a while, Yaoqin was already sobbing.

“My lady…” The servant girl came over and didn’t know how to comfort her, so she could only accompany her silently.

Outside Miaoyinfang, Jiang Han said goodbye to Ye Chen.

Jiang Han said: “Your body… can you still hold it?”

Ye Chen smiled, showing his big white teeth, he smiled carelessly Lung: “It’s okay, I’m laying down my life for the people of the world and dedicating my life for such people…”

“Okay!” Jiang Han raised his thumb, “Then your kidney…”

“Brother, I can make medicine.” Ye Chen said to Hongluan who was on the side, “Sister Hongluan, I asked you just now…”

“Here!” Hongluan didn’t care Throwing a package of things to Ye Chen.

Jiang Han glanced at it, only to realize that the big bag was full of all kinds of kidneys.

“This…” Jiang Han suddenly realized.

Ye Chen waved at Jiang Han, and soon disappeared into the night. Hong Luan stretched her waist, and she said, “Your Highness, shall we go back? If we don’t go back again, God will It’s dark, when the curfew comes, the city gates will be closed.”

Jiang Han was about to speak, but at this moment, he found that someone was looking at him across from him.

Looking again, that person has disappeared, is this an illusion?

“Your Highness?” Hong Luan looked at Jiang Han puzzled.

“Oh, I wonder if there is anything I haven’t bought.” Jiang Han found an excuse to divert the second daughter’s attention.

(End of this chapter)