"Father?" Jiuzhu blinked at him in confusion when she saw Ming Jingzhou not speaking.

Ming Jingzhou came back to his senses and nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, as a minister, my father will do his duty and not let His Majesty down."

If the one who disappoints His Majesty is King Chen, it has nothing to do with him.

"It's not too early, you go back first." Ming Jingzhou smiled: "Take Your Highness in for your father."

"Okay, my daughter won't disturb my father and Your Highness." Jiuzhu took a few steps back and waved her hand: "You guys hurry up and go in."

King Chen heard the perfunctory intention in Ming Jingzhou's words, raised his eyebrows and smiled at Jiuzhu, followed Ming Jingzhou and entered the gate of the Ministry of Rites.

The official of the Ministry of Rites who met on the road seemed to have seen a flood of beasts, and hurriedly finished the ceremony and ran away. Compared with these people, Ming Jingzhou, who was leading the way in front, seemed normal.

"Your Highness, this is the place where I am and my colleagues have a meal. Why not go to the house to rest first, and wait until I finish my meal, and then report to you about the relevant matters of the Ministry of Rites." Ming Jingzhou put the food box on the ground and respectfully bowed to King Chen.

"Mr. Ming, you don't need to be polite." King Chen bent down and lifted the food box, took out his handkerchief and wiped the bottom of the food box: "It just so happened that I didn't use lunch, so I'm having dinner with the adults at the same table. I think the adults won't dislike it."

Ming Jingzhou: "..."

Dislikes are dislikes, but I don’t dare to say that.

"Your Highness, please." Pushing open the door of the chef of the Ministry of Rites, Ming Jingzhou saw the colleagues who were talking to stop suddenly, and hurriedly threw down his chopsticks and stood up to salute King Chen, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.

That's right, only those who are colleagues can be considered colleagues when they are in trouble.

"You guys don't need great gifts. I came here to ask you all." King Chen picked up an empty table and put the food box on the table: "I will work together in the future. You guys just treat me as an ordinary colleague."

Everyone knows that King Chen is saying polite words. To them, King Chen is willing to say polite words, which has given them enough face.

In their expectation, the King of Chen might leave when he comes, or he might command them in a row, or even point fingers at them and pick on them.

The Minister of Rites breathed a sigh of relief, His Highness Chen...is not that difficult to serve.

This is true for human nature. If you have too high expectations for a person, you will always be unable to help but pick on it everywhere. But if this person has always been arrogant and domineering, and suddenly a few words of politeness will make people feel relieved, and even feel that you are different from others, so that you can get this special.

King Chen put all the dishes in the food box on the table and asked the clerk to make a meal. Seeing Ming Jingzhou still standing beside him, he greeted with a smile: "Sir Ming, sit down and have dinner together."

Ming Jingzhou looked at the colored and fragrant dish, and his hands shaking in his sleeves.

These are all his dishes. They are warmed with hot water at the bottom of the food box, and they will never be cold all the way!

He lifted his robe and sat down. Ming Jingzhou picked up the chopsticks on the table. The bamboo chopsticks cracked and broke into two pieces.

King Chen had a meal and was stunned when he looked at the tip of the chopsticks falling on the table.

"I made your Highness laugh." Ming Jingzhou smiled awkwardly and changed into a pair of new chopsticks: "The Ministry of Rites has limited funds, and the bowls and chopsticks are used repeatedly, which is quite fragile and easy to fold, so even the weak people like us often break them accidentally."

"So that's it." King Chen picked up the broken chopsticks and threw them into the vine basket containing waste next to him: "You all live a hard life. When I am familiar with the affairs of the Ministry of Rites, I report to my father and ask him to allocate money to repair the Ministry of Rites."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Li En, the Minister of Rites, came over with a bowl and chopstick, and smiled with shamelessness: "After a while, the emperor took His Highness around and told you about where the places were very dilapidated, so that your highness would not be hit by tiles or wall dust when he accidentally passed by these places in the future."

King Chen: "…"

"If Your Highness thinks it is boring to accompany you alone, Lord Ming can also be with you." Li En, the Minister of Rites, smiled at King Chen: "What do you think about your Highness?"

King Chen was silent, and he began to recall, which step was wrong that led him to get funding for the Ministry of Rites?

At first, he just wanted to come to the Ministry of Rites to take a walk, and then he made an excuse to tell his father that the Ministry of Rites was not in line with him.

"Your Highness?" Li En's eyes were earnest.

King Chen put down his chopsticks: "Thank you, sir, I will pay more attention in the future."

Li En gently hit Ming Jingzhou with his elbow, hoping that he could speak to let Your Highness understand that the key point is not to pay attention to things, but to the kind of broken things that their Ministry of Rites is very broken and needs to be repaired.

Ming Jingzhou lowered his head and acted gracefully and kindly... to eat.

He is just a weak little minister who is hungry and wants to eat.

After delivering food to his father, Jiuzhu was in a good mood and got on the carriage home.

Halfway through the way, the carriage stopped.

"Miss, there is the carriage from the Marquis of Pingyuan's mansion in front of him." He lifted the curtains at the Spring Equinox and leaned over to ask Jiuzhu: "Do we want to avoid it?"

"Pingyuan Marquis Mansion?" Jiuzhu poked her head out of the car window and looked at it. Countless servants surrounded the carriage, and all the people passing by were avoiding it.

"Let me." Jiuzhu retracted her gaze, put down the curtains of the car, and stopped looking at them.

The Spring Equinox nodded and turned to the coachman and said, "Miss has an order to avoid the carriage of the Pingyuan Marquis' Mansion."

The old lady of the Marquis' Mansion of Pingyuan stopped for a moment when she saw the carriage stopping for a moment and asked the maid beside her: "What's wrong in front of you?"

"There is a carriage ahead blocking the way. After the other party knew our identity, he avoided it." The maid Qu Wenjie's carriage and gently beat the old lady's shoulders and back.

"Tell the little ones at home that you should not be so preached when you go out, so as not to get tired of the reputation of the Empress and His Highness of the King of Qi." The old lady closed her eyes to rest and covered her fatigue: "Do you know which carriage is from, and let Wangnan go to thank him in person."

The son was seriously ill and the eldest grandson was the prince of the Marquis's family. Only when he left was the humbleness of the Marquis's family.

"I am Zheng Wangnan, the prince of the Hou Mansion of Xiapingyuan, thank you for giving way." Zheng Wangnan looked at the carriage without a family emblem, and did not even get off the horse, and bowed on the horse's back.

"You are polite, the elders are respected. As a junior, my lady should let the old lady go first." He jumped out of the carriage on the vernal equinox and gave a big gift.

Zheng Wangnan looked at the maid and vaguely felt that he had seen it somewhere.

"Prince, please." The vernal equinox made a gesture of inviting him.

"Thank you, Miss." Because of this vague familiarity, Zheng Wangnan bowed again in the direction of the carriage.

He patted the horse under him and was about to turn around and leave, someone came over in front of him.

"Your Highness King Qi!" Zheng Wangnan saw the person on the horse's back clearly, quickly got off the horse's back, and pulled the horse to avoid it.

"Cousin." King Qi noticed the carriage in the Marquis of Pingyuan's mansion and asked the horse to stop.

All the people in the Marquis' Mansion who were still sitting in the carriage just now walked out of the carriage.

"Grandma, please don't be too polite." King Qi dismounted and supported the elderly lady of the Hou Mansion: "Where are grandma and you all?"

"Your Highness is approaching, and he is old and incompetent, so he can only take his juniors to visit the city to pray for blessings, praying for God to bless His Highness and everything goes well." The old lady of the Hou Mansion looked at King Qi, her eyes full of love: "Your Highness has been so good recently."

"My grandmother is worried about me, everything is fine. But you have reduced your money. If your grandson is burdened by your grandson, how should your grandson handle itself?" King Qi noticed that there was a carriage without a family emblem parked in the corner. This carriage was clearly avoiding the carriage from the Marquis of Pingyuan's Mansion: "Which carriage is from?"

The curtain of the carriage moved, and a girl in a light lake-colored dress, held the maid's hand and walked down on the stool.

"My daughter has met His Highness the King of Qi."

Zheng Wangnan's eyes lit up. It was the lady who wore a cheesy hairpin and shining stars.

However, the female members of the Zheng family changed their faces. In this ordinary-looking carriage, the person sitting was King Chen’s fiancée?!

When they remembered the imperial concubine's birthday party, Concubine Su's open protection for her, they felt a little guilty.

When the carriages on both sides met, they didn't even think about it and just waited for each other to avoid it. If Concubine Su knew that they were forcing her future daughter-in-law to avoid it on the street...

King Qi glanced at the face of Qi's family and gave Jiuzhu half a gift: "Miss Ming."

Jiuzhu sideways to avoid this ceremony, lowers her head and eyebrows: "My daughter dare not accept the courtesy of Your Highness."

"I just didn't know that it was Miss Ming passing by. The coachman was ignorant and delayed Miss Ming's journey." The old lady of the Hou Mansion took a step back: "Miss Ming, please."

Jiuzhu smiled: "The old lady is an elder, how can I be disrespectful to the elders? But now the old lady is talking to His Highness King Qi, and I don't want to disturb me. Please forgive me for going first."

The carriage from the Pingyuan Marquis' Mansion avoided the side and gave way to a spacious road.

Jiuzhu bowed her knees and bowed to the old lady of the Hou Mansion to the King of Qi: "Thank you, Your Highness, Thank you, Mrs. Qi."

From beginning to end, she didn't take a look at King Qi, even though he was famous all over the capital, which made countless women fall in love with him.

"She, is she the Miss Ming family?" Zheng Wangnan stared blankly at the carriage, "How can it be Miss Ming family?"

Miss Ming’s family isn’t she the fiancée of King Chen?

King Qi heard Zheng Wangnan's low whisper and turned to look at him.

"Wangnan." The old lady said, "Go to the carriage and take the amulet I asked for His Highness."

"Yes." Zheng Wangnan came to his senses and had not even had time to pay tribute to the deer in his heart who had died prematurely before she was born.

"Miss." The Spring Equinox carefully observed Jiuzhu's expression: "You don't seem to like the people from the King of Qi and the Marquis of Pingyuan. I thought that even if the lady doesn't like him, she wouldn't hate him too much."

Her lady is so cute and considerate. She will not target anyone for no reason. It must be that there is something wrong with King Qi and Marquis Pingyuan’s mansion.

"He looks very good?" Jiuzhu disagreed: "It is obviously His Highness Chen Prince. When His Highness smiles, his eyes are bright, like the morning sun."

I didn't think there was any difference between the two princes when they smiled. They were all princes with noble identities anyway.

"Sister in the Spring Equinox, I hate their appearance, it's obvious?"

"It's not too obvious. Others can't see it, but their own family can see some clues." The vernal equinox lifted up the curtain and looked back. King Qi held the hand of the old lady of the Hou Mansion. There were many women on the roadside looking at him secretly.

Jiuzhu recalled the struggle and despair when the river water poured into her mouth and nose eight years ago. "Some people may be born with different horoscopes. If they don't like it, they don't like it. No matter how hard they force it, it's useless."

No matter how beautiful the King of Qi smiled, she would still be unable to control the river water mixed with the fishy smell of soil.

Dark, damp, with the smell of death.

In Taiyang Palace, Emperor Longfeng personally drafted two decrees, but neither of them were stamped with imperial seals.

With a decree, Ming Jingzhou was promoted to Ning Kangbo.

With a decree, Jin Ming Jingzhou's daughter was the county magistrate.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Heaven Supervision Bureau is here."

"My dear, I have calculated it for so long?"

"Your Majesty, Miss Ming and His Highness Chen are the eight characters of the clouds and mists, the bright moon is bright, the sun rises and the sky is bright, the trees are prosperous, the vines are green, and the vines are withered."

"Your dear can be more straightforward."

"The fate of two people is entangled in cause and effect. If they are united, they will be prosperous; if they are separated, they will be in trouble."

Emperor Longfeng chuckled and refused to say anything about fate: "Can we calculate the wedding date suitable for the two?"

"The Flower God will arrive after the second day of the second day of the spring next year."

"February 2nd is also a good day for the dragon to raise its head." Emperor Longfeng chuckled, picked up the imperial seal, and covered it heavily on the imperial edict that promoted Ming Jingzhou to Ning Kangbo.

The Imperial Heaven Supervision Supervisor is burying his head lower. Most of the emperors are more sensitive to the word "dragon" and he dare not respond.

"This day, I'm worthy of my son's wedding."
Chapter completed!