If he is interested in Princess Qinghuang's beauty and talent, then he really can't be interested in Princess Mingyu. The third prince shook his head invisibly, and it was not entirely true. He was still interested in something related to Princess Mingyu - her dowry.

On that day, Princess Qinghuang married into Prince Yun's mansion, and the dowry was very spectacular. Someone who was interested in it counted it, and it was 128. It was the first one to carry it into Prince Yun's mansion, but it was not out of the inn. The third prince privately investigated that Princess Mingyu brought a dowry of 108. Although it was less than Princess Qinghuang's mansion, it was still extremely rich compared to other noble girls. After all, Nanrong was rich, with large salt fields along the coast, and the royal family mastered the secret technique of refining snowflake salt. The price of each pound of snowflake salt is more than ten times that of ordinary coarse salt, and there is still a shortage of supply. Every year, this input alone can support the operation of the entire treasury.

Moreover, the Nanrong coast is winding and there are many natural ports. Fanbian caravans landed in Nanrong and entered the Four Kingdoms. The tax on this goods is a considerable amount of money. Not to mention the huge benefits brought by the sea jewelry such as corals, pearls, and giant clams.

The third prince didn't really want to marry Princess Mingyu because Princess Qinghuang was in front of her, Princess Mingyu really couldn't catch it, but she was willing to marry the Ten Mile Red Braid. After all, raising private soldiers is very expensive, and this time, Chu Chenzhou investigated the matter of his subordinates' private use of official silver. In order not to be involved, the third prince directly abandoned all the industries in Luocheng, and those brothels and gambling shops were the most profitable businesses.

The third prince did not feel inappropriate about his princess' dowry. In the future, she would not help her, so why should she sit in the back seat? (Danyi: Third brother, then you have to move faster. If it is too late, the eighth princess' dowry would probably be pulled away by Ming Ruo.)

The third prince also had a lot of beautiful concubines in the house. It was not difficult for him to please women. He soon had a great time having a good chat with Princess Mingyu and became very close to him.

The boat slowly left the dock, and the Imperial College Priest Master Fang also announced the form of this poetry meeting - one is to use "Huai Lai Zhe" as the rhyme; the other is to write a poem with "Spring outing on the lake".

If you want to keep the sentences in a row, you have to leave your seat on the first floor to facilitate the recording of poems in the document. No matter where you write poems, just hand over the written poems to Lord Fang.

A sentence with such a difficult "play" of Princess Lanyang is definitely not good. Fortunately, she asked the female husband to take a few questions to do it in advance. She really hit the question of "Youhu". Princess Lanyang felt happy and picked up her pen and wrote the prepared poem.

Her maid brought in a plate of fruit and whispered to Princess Lanyang: "Princess, I just went to wash the fruits. I saw Princess Yun and Prince Ningping, and Prince Hong in the private room next to us."

Princess Lanyang's hand holding the brush shook, and the ink fell onto the paper with a slight sound.

It seemed that his words made the princess distracted the poem and the maid knelt down quickly: "I deserve to die, I disturbed the princess' writing poems."

"It's okay." Princess Lanyang was rarely so calm. She was very glad that the maid told her that Princess Qinghuang was also on the boat. The poems he handed over would be hung up for everyone to evaluate. If she was compared by Princess Qinghuang once again, she really wouldn't have to stay in the imperial capital.

"I help the princess to study the ink, let's rewrite it." The maid's voice was weak, for fear of being punished by her master.

Princess Lanyang kneaded the ink-dyeed poem paper into a ball and threw it away: "Don't write it anymore."

At the same time, in order to show her talent, the Eighth Princess also wrote a poem. The Third Prince praised her very well. The Eighth Princess said that she was not well written, but she was extremely proud in her heart.

She handed the poem note to Chunling: "Send it to Lord Fang to this palace."

Chunling took advantage of the opportunity to receive the poem and whispered to the Eighth Princess: "The Ninth Princess is next door."

The Eighth Princess frowned slightly. Not to mention whether her poems can compare with Xiaojiu. She can't beat others with just the words. The Eighth Princess winked at Chunling.

Chunling understood the truth, and not long after she went out with the poem note, she came back with a panic look on her face: "I didn't notice for a moment, so I let His Highness's poem note blow into the lake by the wind."

The Eighth Princess pretended to scold Chunling, and the third prince took the paper and pen and pen: "Mingyu is going to suffer and write it again."

"This may be God's will, so I won't force it." The Eighth Princess pretended to be very free and easy, "For me, this Shi Ayu is enough to like it. I don't care how others appreciate it."

The third prince praised the Eighth Princess for being indifferent and free and easy. It was not a fool to be able to compete with the prince. He could see this little trick of Princess Mingyu very clearly. But Princess Mingyu is willing to use scheming to maintain her image in front of her, which means she belongs to her. If she does nothing, it will be troublesome.

Mingruo didn't know at all, and she scared away the two women who wanted to show off. She was bored in the private room, so she took the perilla purple grass to the lower deck and enjoyed the lake view.

The mighty and domineering Nine Emperor Sister did not go out, so Princess Ningping could only modify the poems she had written, and even pestered Prince Hong to polish her, and then handed over them.

Lord Fang received a thick stack of poems and asked the servants to hang them. Many of the people who handed over the poems also looked at the lake view on the deck. Mingruo rarely went out as Princess Yun, and he was with his female relatives at the banquet, so there were not many people who recognized Mingruo as Princess Yun. Everyone felt that the woman standing on the deck and looking out from the railing was extremely beautiful just by looking at her back.

The Eighth Princess recognized Ming Ruo at first sight, and was completely jealous when she met her enemies. She whispered a few words to Chunling beside her. Chunling looked embarrassed and shook her head timidly.

"Your Highness Princess, I..." The word "I dare not" swallowed it back under the eighth princess's gaze full of hostility, "Let's go now!"

"Why not hurry!" The Eighth Princess was afraid of missing the opportunity and scolded in a low voice.

The Eighth Princess watched Chunling approach Xiaojiu little by little, and the joy in her eyes became more and more prosperous. Xiaojiu was feeding the koi in the lake. The two maids beside her, one was holding a porcelain jar for fish food, and the other was holding an umbrella for her. No one noticed that Chunling stretched out her claws...

At the critical moment, Mingruo's ball fan fell on the deck. She bent down to pick up the ball fan, and she was shorter than the fence. Chunling was afraid that her strength would be too small and could not push the Ninth Princess into the lake, so she used 100% of her strength. The result was that Chunling could not hold back her strength and fell straight into the lake.

Everything happened so quickly that even the closest Perilla and Zicao were confused. The people around them didn't know what was going on--

"What's wrong?"

"It seems... someone has jumped into the lake..."
Chapter completed!