After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The carriage with exquisite lanterns hung at the four corners slowly stopped outside the palace gate.

The lotus leaves rolled up the curtains.

With the pattering spring rain, outside the gate of the majestic Vermilion Palace, those candidates who failed the ranking really knelt on the ground.

They straightened their backs, and under the leadership of the head scholar, they shouted hoarsely:

"Thoroughly investigate Chunwei, thoroughly investigate Xiao Yi, and take back the military power!"

The Imperial Forest Army stared at him neither far nor near, and because of his status as a scholar, he didn't dare to use violence at all.

He Ye had never seen such a big battle before, she was surprised and angry: "It is said that scholars are particular, but these people accuse the son indiscriminately, how abominable! Our son is innocent, so we won't cheat in the examination room! "

Nan Baoyi drank tea calmly.

This spring's Maojianer is very fragrant.

He Ye said strangely again: "There are people over there, looking at the official robes, it seems to be Jiang Taifu."

She is no more knowledgeable than Aftertaste and Taste of Heart. Ever since she came to Shengjing, she felt like a bumpkin, and the gap between her and Miss was getting bigger and bigger.

So she begged Yu Wei to teach her how to identify court clothes, teach her the etiquette of the capital, and tell her about the kinship between the rich and powerful in the capital.

Nan Baoyi brought her into the palace today to let her see more of the world.

Nan Baoyi looked over.

The person who came was praised by the officials, he was potbellied, Zhou Zheng was elegant, and indeed he was Jiang Taifu.

He untied his coir raincoat and put it on the shoulders of a scholar himself.

He stroked his beard and said with emotion: "Everyone here is my pillar in South Vietnam. You can't afford to kneel in the rain. If you hurt your body, I will feel sorry for you!"

Taishi Lingshu Changyong praised: "The Taifu is considerate of Juzi, which is really a blessing for me in South Vietnam. When the next official records the history of this dynasty in the future, the fact that the Taifu gave Juzi a coir raincoat at the gate of the palace will be included in the annals of history. "

The disciples raised their pale faces and expressed their gratitude to Jiang Taifu.

The leading scholar said sincerely: "Master Jiang, we are here to ask the emperor to thoroughly investigate the matter of Chun Wei. Please pass on a message to the Holy One for us, Xiao Yi will not be eliminated, and the country will be uneasy!"

Jiang Taifu's old face was solemn, "This matter is of great importance, and the old man will report it to the emperor."

Those scholars couldn't help but trust this approachable old lady even more.

He Ye held an umbrella, and Funan Baoyi stepped out of the carriage.

Nan Baoyi smiled and bowed to Taifu Jiang, "Master Jiang."

Her voice was as clear as spring water, making Jiang Taifu's thoughts flutter.

he looked.

The famous Princess Baoyi, looking up close, is even more beautiful than the rumors say.

He stroked his beard and smiled: "Why is the princess here?"

"Go to the palace to visit my sister." Nan Baoyi used Nan Yan as a shield without hesitation, and said to He Ye, "Where is the coir raincoat I brought?"

The lotus leaf said crisply: "The carriage has been transported here. Yuanbao!"

Yuan Bao jumped down from the carriage at the back, and led his servants with a smile, took out the exquisite coir raincoats from the carriage, and distributed them to hundreds of scholars kneeling outside the palace.

Except for the coir raincoat,

Nan Baoyi also prepared hot ginger soup for each scholar.

Hundreds of scholars, holding warm ginger soup, stared blankly at the girl under the umbrella.

The drizzle is clear and moist.

The little princess from Shu County has a fair and delicate face, and her Danfeng eyes are very gentle.

The breeze blows her skirt embroidered with hibiscus flowers, she is more agile and beautiful than this imperial city.

She said softly: "My brother is also a scholar, but unfortunately he was framed by thieves, and he didn't even have the chance to participate in the Chunwei Exam. I also think this exam is very unfair, so I took the opportunity to meet my sister to report the injustice to the emperor. Ladies and gentlemen I will state your grievances on your behalf."

After finishing speaking, he gave a slight salute, turned around and walked towards the palace gate.

He Ye held an umbrella for her, and couldn't help turning around quietly.

Those scholars whispered to each other, their whispers were full of astonishment.

Obviously, they did not expect Prince Jing's fiancee to stand up for them.

Jiang Taifu's complexion was very ugly.

Every move of Nan Baoyi represents Xiao Yi.

She sent so many coir raincoats and hot ginger soup for these activities, she took care of everyone, but he just helped one person put on a coir coir raincoat, it seemed that he was very unworthy of the stage.

He stroked his beard and said with emotion: "As expected of the richest man in Shu County, it's really a big deal to be able to take out so many coir raincoats and warm pots in one go. Unlike my Jiang family, whose sleeves have been clean for so many years, even the cuffs are patched."

As he spoke, he deliberately exposed the patched cuffs of his shirt.

Shu Changyong couldn't help giving a thumbs up and praised: "Your Excellency is reluctant to throw away even old clothes. You are so noble and virtuous, and you are really a role model for my generation!"

This flattery made Jiang Taifu feel more comfortable.

He smiled and waved his hands modestly.

In front of the palace gate.

Gu Chongshan happened to come riding his horse.

The rain splashed by the horse's hooves wet Nan Baoyi's skirt, He Ye hurriedly frowned to protect her, and stared fearfully at the uncertain nine thousand years old.

Nan Baoyi looked up at him.

Not seen for a month, his injury has recovered.

He had no expression on his face, "Enter the palace?"

Nan Baoyi nodded, "I haven't seen my sister for a long time, and I miss her very much."

Gu Chongshan looked at the group of elders who couldn't kneel down in the distance, and smiled lowly: "The palace is already in trouble because of the Chunwei test. Choose this time to enter the palace, little girl of the Nan family, do you think this is the best time for you?" Will the governor believe your nonsense?"

But believe it or not, Nan Yan's maid has already arrived at the gate of the palace.

She gave a blessing and showed the token to the Imperial Forest Army, "The emperor takes pity on Chongrong, and allows Chongrong to invite the daughter of the princess into the palace, so that the sisters can be reunited."

Nan Baoyi's eyes moved slightly.

Nan Yan has good means, she has only been in the palace for a few months, and she has already climbed to the position of third-rank full capacity.

The palace maid said respectfully to her again: "The princess came with the servants, and the maid is already waiting for you."

The palace alley is long.

Nan Baoyi walked slowly, listening to the sound of hoofbeats coming from behind.

Gu Chongshan followed behind her, neither far nor near, she could even feel the gloomy gaze of the other party, always focused on her.

The vermilion palace walls and bright yellow glazed tiles all faded in the rain.

She remembered that this palace lane was the palace lane that Gu Chongshan dragged her through like a dead dog after he whipped her.

She secretly squeezed the handkerchief tightly and subconsciously walked faster.

Gu Chongshan had a panoramic view of her subtle movements.

Some not-so-good memories flashed in my mind.

It seems that someone is crying for pain.

The girl was covered with whips and her palace skirt was broken, revealing her bloody flesh that had been turned upside down.

The blood wet her temple hair, sticking sticky to her cheeks, extremely ugly.

He pinched her arm without mercy and dragged her through the palace alley.

It is the time for all officials to enter the palace to worship.

Wearing a meticulous official robe, Xiao Yi walked past them expressionlessly.

He saw Xiao Yi's hands hanging down from his cuffs, his veins bulging.

He saw Xiao Yi's phoenix eyes were bloodshot, with an expression of extreme forbearance.

And he stood at the end of the palace road, watching Xiao Yi's back disappear from his field of vision, and felt hearty joy in pinching his Achilles' heel.

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