The Favoured Medical Princess: 771 Dial

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Time in the pavilion seemed to have stopped for a moment, and only the joyful chirping of the two eagles could be heard.

I don’t know how long it took, but a sound of brisk footsteps came from not far away, and soon I saw a tall figure wearing a military uniform walking quickly towards this side.

The visitor's steps suddenly paused. His surprised gaze turned to the Gray Eagle and White Eagle hovering in mid-air. His face was filled with joy and he blurted out: "Little Hui is here!"

As he said that, the young man trotted forward, smiling with a baby face, clasping his fists at Guan Yubai in the pavilion and asked: "Master Marquis, is there a letter from eldest brother?"

Fu Yunhe naturally knew that Xiao Yi liked to use Xiao Hui as a carrier pigeon.

Guan Yubai directly handed Xiao Yi's letter to Fu Yunhe. Fu Yunhe looked happy and honored. He was about to praise Xiao Yu a few times, but then remembered the business of his trip and changed his mind. Road:

"Master Hou, three cities in the Xihe area have been captured!"

A few words speak loud and clear.

"Okay." Guan Yubai only gave one word, but Fu Yunhe seemed to have received a great compliment.

They all know that the Southern Xinjiang Army has taken a crucial step. It is like a carefully drawn gongbi painting that has finally been drawn. This game has only taken shape now!

Xihe is a crucial barrier in the southern border of Xiye, crossing the three southern states of Xiye. As long as they break through Xihe, they can go straight into the hinterland of Xiye, and even attack the capital of Xiye in one fell swoop...

Thinking about it, Fu Yunhe's blood was boiling. Although he had not rested all day and night, he was still full of energy.

Fu Yunhe was soon sent off to rest, and the three of them were left in the pavilion. Guan Yubai looked at the messy chess game on the chessboard and asked, "Si Lin, do you want to continue?"

What Guan Yubai asked was "Can we continue?" rather than "Should we play another game?" Si Lin was stunned for a moment, realizing the subtle difference, then laughed, and met Guan Yubai's eyes.

It seems that Yubai already has a plan in mind, whether it is their game of chess or Xiye's game...

After you sing, I will appear. Both sides have their own plans, but only one side can predict the enemy's plan first and defeat the enemy to win.

This is destined to be a fight to the death!

From Western Xinjiang to Western Night, there is wind and dust, and the yellow sand in the sky is already full of murderous intent. In contrast, the golden autumn wind in southern Xinjiang is beautiful and sunny, and the fragrance of chrysanthemums is everywhere in Bixiao Hall. .

In the small study room, a white and fat little baby was sleeping soundly on the beauty's couch smelling the fragrance of flowers, holding a golden chrysanthemum tightly in his chubby little hand.

Nangong Yue and Xiao Fei were both sitting next to the beauty's couch, their eyes couldn't help but be attracted to the little guy, but they were half attentive to listen to Baihui report back to Zhu Xing on the results of the investigation over the past few days.

Sure enough, Zhu Xing confirmed that Xiao Fei and Hairi had a woman with a non-Southern Xinjiang accent who inquired about the news near Beining House in the other courtyard. Judging from the description of the woman, it was most likely Luo, the maid who was putting on clothes. Na. After that, Lorna went to other courtyards several times to deliver news to the third princess's maid...

When Baihui finished reporting, the small study became quiet. Nangong Yue carefully tucked Xiao Yu’s quilt, her eyes flashed, and she thought: Shengyi has indeed come to southern Xinjiang, and she also intends to take advantage of it. Xiao Fang's affairs come to manipulate Xiao Fei to plot evil.

"Sister Fei," Nangong Yue looked up at Xiao Fei and asked, "Why do you think the third princess cooperated with Bai Yi?"

Xiao Fei understood that Nangong Yue was testing her, and she thought about it as if she were learning. After a moment, she replied: "The third princess is Kui Lang's wife..."

After saying this, she felt that there was more to it than that, and frowned: It should be said that the reason why Zhang Yi approached the third princess was because the third princess was Kui Lang's wife, but the point of the sister-in-law's question was "the third princess" Princess".

"Sister Fei, although the third princess is Kui Lang's official wife, now Kui Lang is dead, and the third princess has no heirs. Kui Lang's original heirs in Baiyue also died in the palace incident in Baiyue... ...Even if your eldest brother takes over Baiyue on "order", it will not be of any benefit to the Third Princess." Nangong Yue analyzed it unhurriedly and guided Xiao Fei to think on her own.

While speaking, the little guy on the beauty's bed suddenly made a movement, which attracted the attention of both of them. He closed his eyes and kicked his feet restlessly under the quilt. He was holding the right side of the anus. The fist also loosened a little, and Nangong Yue took the opportunity to take out the chrysanthemum in his fist.

Looking at the golden chrysanthemum that was about to wither after being pinched by her little nephew, Xiao Fei thoughtfully took the broken flower from Nangong Yue's hand.

A woman who loses her husband is like a flower that leaves its branches and can no longer produce fruit...

Now there is no connection between the third princess and Baiyue. What about Baiyue, and what does it have to do with the third princess? The third princess who lost her husband and had no children would never go to Baiyue alone. If she did, she would be nothing more than a sheep in a tiger's mouth, ready to be slaughtered!

Nangong Yue looked at Xiao Fei with a smile as she lowered her eyes and thought. She was not in a hurry and drank tea slowly.

It is afternoon now. Outside the window, the chrysanthemum-scented breeze is blowing the flowers, plants and trees in the yard, and the branches and leaves are swaying and rustling.

Suddenly, Xiao Fei was shaken, raised her head suddenly, and blurted out: "Profits...sister-in-law, it is benefits!"

Promoting the cooperation between the third princess and Zhang Yi must be driven by interests.

Nangong Yue raised her eyebrows slightly, her smile deepened, and she didn't say anything. She just used her eyes to encourage Xiao Fei to continue.

Xiao Fei turned the golden chrysanthemum in her hand, her eyes twinkling.

Interests are nothing more than wealth, status, power, fame... and even beauty.

But what can impress the third princess?

Xiao Fei frowned slightly, looked at Nangong Yue uncertainly and asked, "Sister-in-law... is Baiyue willing to cede the land?"

The benefits of ceding land are extremely huge. It can expand Dayu's territory. This is probably a benefit that even the emperor would be interested in.

Nangong Yue shook her head, and couldn't help but think about the time when Kuilang and Nuhaer were competing to cede land to Xiao Yi, and she couldn't help laughing. However, Xiao Fei could think of ceding land to Xiao Yi...

Nangong Yue put down the celadon teacup in her hand and pointed out: "Sister Fei, only the head of the country can cede the land. This is not an idea or a benefit that the clothes can take." The clothes are just a hundred things. After all, Yue Saint is not a prince who can ascend the throne and hold power.

This must be a huge benefit that the third princess cannot refuse and is willing to take risks.

Nangong Yue narrowed her eyes and continued: "Sister Fei, if I guess correctly, Kui Lang may have heirs in the capital..."

Hearing this, Xiao Fei's eyes lit up and she nodded eagerly: "Sister-in-law, this must be the case!"

Only in this way can the purpose of the cooperation between the third princess and Zhang Yi be explained.

As long as Kui Lang has heirs, then the third princess, who is Kui Lang's wife, will be her legitimate mother-in-law. With Dayu as her backer, it will be logical for her to become the Queen Mother of Baiyue in the future.

That child was probably born after Kui Lang arrived in the royal capital, so the child must be young. Once the third princess becomes the Queen Mother of Baiyue, it is not impossible for her to listen to politics behind the curtain!

In this way, the third princess will not only not become Dayu's abandoned son, but will also become the queen mother of a country with overwhelming power.

For the third princess, who had already hit rock bottom, this was an opportunity to turn around and skyrocket.

This benefit may not only make the third princess tempted, but also enough to drive her crazy.

Thinking about it, Xiao Fei's eyes sparkled and she looked at Nangong Yue with reverence. My sister-in-law can figure out so much without leaving home. She is so perceptive. I am indeed still far behind!

Nangong Yue lowered her eyes and picked up the tea cup again. Looking at the tea leaves floating in the tea cup, she was thinking more than Xiao Fei...

In the royal capital, Kui Lang was the consort of a wealthy country. According to the system of Dayu, the consort was not allowed to take concubines unless he was forty years old and had no descendants. So where did Kui Lang's heirs come from?

Moreover, the third princess had known about Kui Lang's death for some time, but she had been acting haphazardly until Chen Yi came. Does this mean that the third princess did not know that Kui Lang had a child? In other words, the origin of this child is anything but honest...

Kui Lang is not a lustful person. With his character, and as the third princess's consort can allow him to get Dayu's support, he should not be so short-sighted and create an illegitimate child at this time, unless , which can bring greater benefits.

Profit?

This question is actually quite interesting.

The corners of Nangong Yue's lips curled up slightly, she took a sip of the hot tea and said, "Baihui, go and ask Zhu Xing to sort out the flying pigeon biography about Kuilang."

From time to time, Wangdu would receive messages from Fei Ge. When Xiao Yi was in Bixiaotang, he would pick some interesting things to gossip with her. Therefore, she was very concerned about the situation in Wangdu. I know some, but it’s scattered...

"Yes, Crown Princess." Baihui took the order and left.

She walked out with her front legs, and Magpie came in with her back legs, and said in a crisp voice: "Prince Concubine, everything is ready for tomorrow's trip."

Tomorrow, Nangong Yue and Xiao Fei will go to the Great Buddha Temple to give alms, clothes and porridge, and pray for the soldiers who marched south.

Nangong Yue responded and lowered her head to look at Xiao Yu, who was sleeping so hard that she didn’t know what year it was.

Will you take him with you tomorrow?

Taking him with her, she was worried that there would be too many people in the Great Buddha tomorrow and she would not be able to take care of him; but if she did not take him with her, it would mean that she would not be able to see him for most of the day. Just thinking about it made Nangong Yue feel a little reluctant to leave. ……

The little guy seemed to know that he was about to be abandoned by his mother. He squirmed a little, then raised his little fleshy fist and rubbed his eyes. While moaning "咿咿", he opened his mouth like a dot of paint. His big eyes, with clear black and white eyes, glanced around, quickly passing over Xiao Fei, Nangong Yue and Que'er. There seemed to be a trace of disappointment, and he shouted: "Dad...Dad..."

Nangong Yue quickly took the little guy out of the bed, patted his back gently and said, "Brother Yu, mother is here."

The little guy screamed for a long time, but the person who could take him "fly" didn't show up. He felt as if he had been abandoned. He felt extremely wronged and his eyes became as wet as a deer's, looking pitifully. Looking at my mother.

Nangong Yue felt soft at the sight of him, and felt a little funny.

Although Ayi dislikes Brother Yu on weekdays, she often takes him to play and plays various tricks with him. In this huge Bixiao Hall, only Ayi takes Brother Yu to chase the cat, throws Brother Yu into the air and "flys", and weaves rattan balls. Play in all kinds of tricks...

Little Xiao Yu is really at a fun age. Apart from eating, drinking and sleeping, he only thinks about playing.

My father has been missing these past few days, and I have become less and less interested in playing. When I think about it, I look for my father everywhere, but I can't find him...

The little guy looked around again, but still couldn't find anyone. He raised his right fist and tried to pick his finger out of habit. Seeing this, Xiao Fei quickly took action and held down his little fleshy hand. The guy was even more aggrieved, his pink mouth was deflated, and his eyes were filled with tears...

Seeing that her little nephew was about to cry, Xiao Fei had a flash of inspiration and put the golden chrysanthemum in her hand into his hand again.

Little Xiao Yu was immediately attracted, staring at the golden chrysanthemum, and suddenly thought about it.

Yes, this is his flower!

"Yeah!" He waved the broken flower in his hand, grinning happily again.

Xiao Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then her expression became subtle again and asked: "Sister-in-law, does Brother Yu still only know that one word?" As she said that, Xiao Fei couldn't help but stretch out her hand. An index finger gently poked the smile at the corner of Xiao Yu's mouth, muttering in his heart: Sister-in-law obviously spends more time with Brother Yu, why did Brother Yu learn to say "Dad" first!

After saying this, Xiao Fei felt that the atmosphere in the room was a little strange.

Nangong Yue and Que'er looked at each other with a strange smile on their lips. Que'er couldn't help but said: "Miss, little grandson learned another word yesterday."

Ever since the day when the prince went to war, when Xiao Yu learned to call him daddy, the whole Bixiaotang was shocked. Everyone praised the young prince for his intelligence, but who would have thought that several days had passed since then. Sun neither learned to talk about mother nor anything else, until last night...

Xiao Fei raised her brows and was about to ask when she heard a familiar "meow" sound. She looked up and saw a furry orange head sticking half of its head out of the window. Sure enough, it was My own little orange.

As soon as Xiao Ju saw Xiao Yu in the room, she turned around and wanted to escape, but was stopped by Xiao Fei:

"Little Orange..."

"Meow!"

The two voices just overlapped. Xiao Fei was stunned and thought of something. She lowered her head and looked at the little guy in Nangong Yue's arms. As if to verify her idea, the little guy waved his hand to the cat Xiaoju. The chrysanthemums in front of me cried out again in a milky voice: "Meow!"

Xiao Fei was a little dumbfounded. It turns out that the second word Xiao Yu learned was this...

Xiao Fei was just a dodge, and Xiao Ju, who was hesitating at the window, ran away without a trace. Poor little Xiao Yu watched Xiao Ju run away helplessly. He flattened his mouth in grievance and nestled in Nangong Yue and Xiao Fei's hearts turned to water when they looked at her cute and pitiful look as they rubbed against their mother's soft chest.

The clever magpie hurriedly turned the rattle to coax the little grandson, and the regular drumbeat soon made the little guy's mood change from gloomy to sunny, and he grinned.

"Kekeke..."

This day passed again in the crisp laughter of Xiao Yu...

Early the next morning, a group of carriages and horses drove out from the East Street gate and headed for the Great Buddhist Temple outside the city.

The fifth day of October is Bodhidharma’s Christmas. Patriarch Bodhidharma is the first ancestor of Zen Buddhism in the Central Plains and is honored as the “First Patriarch of the East.” Therefore, there are more pilgrims than usual coming to the Great Buddha Temple to offer incense. Go there, there are moving heads everywhere, the temple is filled with smoke and is solemn and solemn.

After getting off the carriage, Nangong Yue suddenly noticed that most of the pilgrims today seemed to be young men, and raised her eyebrows slightly in confusion.

Xiao Fei said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, do you know the story of Patriarch Bodhidharma crossing the river with a reed? Every year on Bodhidharma's Christmas, the monks of the Great Buddha Temple will distribute ninety-nine and eighty-one reed poles to pilgrims... ”

When Xiao Fei said this, Nangong Yue already understood.

When the reeds grow, they are connected into pieces, which sounds the same as "Lianke", which means "continuously" in the imperial examination, so there are so many young people coming here to seek good luck.

At this time, a young novice monk came forward to greet the guests and led them to the temple gate.

When he reached the entrance of the temple, the monk who handed out the reed happened to have the last reed in his hand. When Xiao Yu saw it, he imitated the person in front and reached out to grab it...

The monk gave the long reed stick to the little guy's hand and said a lucky word: "I wish the little benefactor a successful journey in the future."

Xiao Fei shook her head and said seriously: "Brother Yu, you don't have to take the No. 1 exam in the future..." Zhennan Palace is a hereditary vassal king, and his little nephew is born to be noble. An imperial examination is required.

Little Xiao Yu didn't understand her aunt's teachings at all. She just felt that she had a new toy and grinned happily.

That brilliant smile left Xiao Fei speechless...

Several people entered the temple under the leadership of the young novice monk. The maids and women began to prepare alms outside the temple.

There is a solemn atmosphere in the temple, the air is filled with the sound of chanting sutras and reciting Buddhist scriptures, and the faint scent of sandalwood permeates the surroundings, making people feel awe-inspiring.

Nangong Yue and the others went to the Heavenly King's Hall to worship the Buddha and donated money for sesame oil. By the time they came out of the hall, it was already past midnight.

At a glance, she saw several pilgrims walking towards the Heavenly King's Hall not far ahead. The woman leading them looked familiar.

It was a slightly plump middle-aged woman in her early forties, wearing an ocher-red pomegranate flower-carved silk kerchief, her hair neatly combed into a bun, and an eight-treasure bead flying swallow inserted in it. Hairpin, graceful and luxurious.

The other party also recognized Nangong Yue, his steps slowed down, and his face became a little stiff, but then he stepped forward as if nothing had happened, saluted, and then said: "Your Majesty, I just saw someone giving alms outside the temple. It turns out to be the Crown Princess and Miss Xiao. You two are so kind-hearted, I am ashamed of myself." The five or six girls and women behind her also bowed respectfully.

Nangong Yue said with a smile: "Mrs. Yan, thank you very much. Today's donation is to pray for our soldiers who are on the expedition in southern Xinjiang."

While speaking, Nangong Yue's eyes casually swept over Madam Yan and the others, and her eyes paused on the woman on Madam Yan's right who was wearing a rust-colored embroidered six-tufted trousers and a red gold beaded hairpin. For a moment, I felt that the other party was not dressed like an ordinary nun, but she seemed to be more respectful and even humble than the servants.

The thought just passed by in a flash, and Nangong Yue didn't pay much attention to it.

Mrs. Yan was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth with her handkerchief and smiled, "Prince Princess, this is a coincidence. I am here today to pray for Quanzi Jun who is going on an expedition..." As she said that, she deliberately He glanced at the woman wearing a rust-colored bra on the right and said, "Brother Jun's aunt plans to stay in the temple to chant sutras and pray for Brother Jun."

Mrs. Yan looked at the woman with a hint of contempt in her eyes. The imperial concubine didn't give her face, so she didn't dare to do anything, and she couldn't interfere with Yan Xijun's future. However, she was allowed to hold a mere aunt in her hands, rub and manipulate her, and it was justifiable!

The woman responded with fear and fear: "It's the lady who thinks highly of this slave."

"It is Aunt Sun's blessing to be able to share my worries with my wife and pray for my third brother." A girl of thirteen or fourteen years old in green clothes on Mrs. Yan's left also nodded.

Hearing that this aunt Sun was Yan Xijun’s aunt, Nangong Yue took another look at her. She seemed to be less than forty, with fair skin and delicate appearance. It can be imagined that she must have been stunningly beautiful when she was young, but because of her long years Bowing, her temperament seemed a bit submissive.

As Nangong Yue, she naturally would not greet an aunt. She said calmly: "Since Mrs. Yan is here to pray for blessings, please do as you please." She dismissed Mrs. Yan casually.

"Then I won't disturb the Imperial Concubine and Miss Xiao." Mrs. Yan blessed Fu again, and walked away with her head held high, supported by the girl in green clothes and surrounded by the servants.

Nangong Yue and Xiao Fei hugged Xiao Yu and returned the same way, strolling toward the gate of the Great Buddha Temple.

As Que'er walked, he couldn't help but glance in the direction where Mrs. Yan was leaving, and then sighed in a low voice: "Prince Concubine, I have long heard that the Yan family's legitimate wife is very strict with the concubines... ...it’s really better to meet him than to be famous!”