The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 903: Leaving Beijing

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"Miss Gu, there is one more thing I need you to convey to Mr. Chen." Seeing the little girl's figure outside the Crescent Gate, Zhong Mingwei suddenly turned his head and looked at Gu Qingtong.

"What's the matter? Master, just ask me." Gu Qingtong said hurriedly.

"After this imperial examination, Mr. Chen will most likely be assigned to serve as an official in the Hanlin Academy. There is a Duan Chenghong in the Hanlin Academy who is from the sixth rank. Please let Mr. Chen think of something else. Don't be with that Duan Chenghong. "You're too close," Zhong Mingwei said slowly, while gently holding the tea lid, he said slowly, "There are not only scholars in the Hanlin Academy who are dedicated to learning, but there are also a few who are deep in the city."

"Yes, Qingtong has taken note of it and will definitely convey it to his cousin." Gu Qingtong said.

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The tenth day of May in the 34th year of Jiasheng

Capital

This is the day when Prince Huijun leaves the capital for his fiefdom. Prince Huijun wakes up early and goes to the palace to bid farewell to Zhong Zhiheng. Then he returns to Prince Huijun’s mansion. Liao Chongwu and Gao Zhiqi have already packed up, and all the servants The servants were all released from the mansion, and the palace's personal soldiers were reduced to twenty people. Together with Liao Chongwu, Gao Zhiqi, and Zhong Ming'e, a group of twenty-three people set out on the road.

The convoy drove slowly through the hustle and bustle of the capital. The capital was still as prosperous and peaceful as before. Zhong Ming'e opened a corner of the sedan curtain and looked outside. There were many wine shops, small vendors shouting and selling, old girls and young wives. Zhong Ming'e stood in front of the rouge and gouache stall and kept chattering. There were also people buying kites. The kites on the wooden stands were fluttering in the wind. They were very beautiful. Zhong Ming'e's eyes followed the kite back and forth. Turning around.

"Your Highness," Liao Chongwu has noticed since Zhong Ming'e opened the curtains. He knows that Zhong Ming'e is always bored in the house and rarely has the opportunity to go out, so he must feel strange. In addition, he is afraid that he will never have the chance to come back again. Since he was in the capital, he must be a little reluctant to leave, so Liao Chongwu didn't say anything to let him look around like this. However, when more and more people turned their eyes to Zhong Ming'e's fair and handsome face, Liao Chongwu couldn't bear it. After stopping, he slowly rode his horse to the side of Zhong Ming'e's sedan. Walking side by side, he lowered his voice and said to Zhong Ming'e, "It's windy outside. Be careful and put down the curtain."

In fact, no matter how strong the wind is in May, what will happen? Zhong Ming'e could hear the discomfort in Liao Chongwu's words. He was startled at first and looked at Liao Chongwu with some confusion. Then he saw the displeasure in the man's eyes, and he became even more confused. How could Liao Chongwu still get angry after being so good? I was angry, and I was startled again, and then I understood, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It doesn’t matter that smile, Liao Chongwu’s face stretched even longer, because Zhong Ming’e’s smile was so pretty, with a little pink on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, which looked so attractive, Liao Chongwu gritted his teeth and said: "Put down the curtain first before you laugh."

"Such a big man, how can he be smaller than a needle nose?" Zhong Ming'e still smiled and said to Liao Chongwu, "Hey, Liao Chongwu, can you fly a kite?"

Liao Chongwu was startled, then nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Then when we get to Yongzhou, you fly a kite with me once," Zhong Ming'e said with excitement on his face, his eyes sparkling, with a bit of the joy of a child, "I have never flown a kite before when I have grown up. Flying a kite."

"Okay, I will accompany you until you have enough time," Liao Chongwu said softly, and then his face returned to seriousness, "Can you lower the curtains now?"

"Got it! Got it! Are you annoyed?!" Zhong Ming'e muttered, glaring at Liao Chongwu and lowering the curtains. Liao Chongwu breathed a long sigh of relief and was about to turn his head. Hearing Zhong Ming'e's voice coming from the sedan, "Liao Chongwu, it's so good now. My kite is finally free."