King Jin and his party passed by the flower fence that was as tall as one person. Through the gaps between the flower branches, King Jin saw Jiang Changning sitting there.

When he went out as a guest, Jiang Changning was not as plainly dressed as he was that day.

A cherry red hydrangeas brocade dress, covered with a light red thin satin dress.

She wears a hanging bun with three twisted golden bouquets of flowers in the bun, and is dotted with cherry-like velvet flowers on both sides, making her look very delicate.

I heard someone ask: "Sister Ning, what do you mean by laughing like that? Do you think that wise man is not smart?"

"My smile has no other meaning, it's just a smile." Jiang Changning's soft voice sounded, causing King Jin to stop as he was about to leave.

King Jin raised the corners of his lips, Zhuang Ling?

He really lives up to his name, he is charming, clever and lovable.

"I feel that Sister Ning's smile has a special meaning. Sister Ning, why don't you tell me your opinion." The person who asked the question before said again.

After a pause, the man said: "Sister Ning, I always speak directly, you won't mind, right?"

"I don't mind." Jiang Changning smiled, "Since Fifth Sister wants to hear it, I will tell you."

Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Changning slowly said: "There are several questions in this wise man's story. First, how do beads have nine bends?"

"The pearl is a pearl dropped from the sky. It naturally has nine twists and turns." Zhuang Qingmei explained forcefully.

"Okay, just pretend that the bends in the beads are natural, and follow the wise man's method, use ants to carry the silk thread, crawl from one end of the bead hole to the other, and thread the thread well. How big are the ants?"

"An ant is very small." Zhuang Qingmei replied.

"Sister Yue, let someone catch an ant and bring me some thread." Jiang Changning said.

Zhuang Juyue asked her maid to catch an ant in the corner.

"Come on, fifth sister, please tie this silk thread to the ant." Jiang Changning said with a genuine smile.

Zhuang Qingmei said in embarrassment: "How...how can this be tied?"

Zhuang Qingmei's behavior made Jiang Changning more and more annoying, so he deliberately asked again, "The story of the wise man wearing beads is just a joke. I just laughed. Is there any problem?"

Zhuang Qingmei pursed her lips, with unwillingness in her eyes.

"No problem, and what you said makes sense." King Jin suddenly said.

The women were all startled by the man's voice.

How come there are men in this inner garden?

Jiang Changning's eyes darkened slightly, could this be Mrs. Huangsan's plan?

Zhuang Juyue asked in a deep voice: "Who is it?"

"Fourth sister, don't panic." Zhuang Gongzhao said quickly, leading Prince Jin and others around the flower fence and appeared in front of the girls, "Come and see the prince quickly."

Jiang Changning immediately recognized the man as the man she had met at Wenxin'an.

The tip of his eyebrows was slightly frowned. He was a prince. I don’t know which prince he was. Why did he come to the banker’s house? Why did he come to this inner garden?

After thinking about it, Jiang Changning did not move slowly. He saluted with the other girls, "I have met the prince, and I wish him well."

"Excuse me." Jin Wang said with help.

The girls stood up straight with their heads lowered. Except for Jiang Changning who was really well-behaved and looked down at his hands folded on his abdomen, the other girls raised their eyes slightly and looked at Prince Jin cautiously.

They were so rude all because this King Jin was not only powerful, but also had a good skin.

If there was a list of golden bachelors in the capital, King Jin would definitely be among the top three on the list.

The reason why he didn't take the first place was simply because he was remarried.

However, the former princess did not leave any heirs, and the step-concubine had to perform concubine rituals in front of the former princess's memorial tablet during holidays, so there was not much difference in normal times.

"Miss Zhuang, you are very insightful." Prince Jin walked three steps away from Jiang Changning and said with a gentle smile.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty, but the girl's surname is not Zhuang." Jiang Changning calmly corrected his mistake in naming her.

"I am rude, girl, don't blame me." King Jin said apologetically.

Zhuang Gongzhao couldn't wait to say: "Your Majesty, this is my sister-in-law, her maiden name is Juyue."

He only mentioned his sister and did not introduce other girls. His bias was very obvious.

My daughter's family has the reserve and etiquette of a daughter's family, so I can't tell others my maiden name easily.

Zhuang Gongzhao didn't introduce him, and the King of Jin didn't take the initiative to ask. No one was too embarrassed to tell his name.

Under the envious gazes of the girls, Zhuang Juyue stood out from the crowd with elegant steps, "Juyue has met the prince and wishes him well."

"No need to be polite, please get up." King Jin offered help and asked the names of the girls one by one with great grace.

In this case, he successfully learned Jiang Changning's name.

"You continue, I won't disturb you anymore." King Jin left with satisfaction.

"Farewell, Your Majesty." The ladies saluted.

King Jin and his party left, but his appearance had a profound impact.

The girls were no longer as reserved as before, and they excitedly talked about every detail of Prince Jin.

There is a rumor in the capital that one should marry the Prince of Jin when marrying.

This one said: "When the prince is twelve years old, he can draw a bow and shoot wolves. He is so powerful."

The man said: "The palindrome poem that the prince wrote when he was fifteen years old has never been surpassed by anyone to this day."

"The prince was seventeen years old. He led five thousand cavalry to raid the enemy's rear camp and burned the enemy's granary, forcing the enemy to retreat."

"The "Zenmen Fu" written by the prince last year has gorgeous vocabulary and profound writing style. It will be passed down through the ages."

Jiang Changning picked up the teacup and hid the slightly raised corners of his lips while drinking tea.

It saved Zhuang Qingmei from asking her why she was laughing again?

This question is difficult to answer.

Why does a prince with military power want to study Buddhist scriptures?

It's just that the superiors are afraid, so he has to do this.

Some people praised: "Your Majesty is a handsome gentleman like no other in the world!"

Some people praised: "Your Majesty is a brave and resourceful hero."

Some also praised: "Your Majesty is a master of calligraphy and painting, and his appearance is better than that of Pan An!"

Any good words that can be said about him seem appropriate.

After talking about King Jin for half an hour, the girls changed the topic without finishing their thoughts.

They talked about the twelve flower gods. Zhuang Jishui insisted that the plum blossom goddess of the first month was Princess Shouyang. Her reason was, "Women's plum blossom makeup originated from Princess Shouyang."

Qian Li believed that the plum blossom god of the first month should be Mei Fei. The reason is: "Mei Fei loves plum blossoms, and plum trees are planted everywhere where she lives."

The two of them each had their own reasons and let the others take sides.

Zhuang Qingmei, who liked staring at Jiang Changning the most, did not allow her to be silent, "Sister Ning, what about you?"

Jiang Changning smiled faintly, "A tree is blooming with the fragrance of ice and snow. Who is applying makeup for the new year? People at that time didn't know Heng Yiqu, so they believed that the flower god was Shouyang."

He didn't say it directly, but deliberately recited a poem to answer it, also to retaliate against Zhuang Qingmei's statement that she was not good at poetry.

She did not spend much time on poetry, but Zhuang Qingmei couldn't help but talk about it.

Of the eighteen people, exactly nine supported Princess Shouyang and nine supported Concubine Mei.

The dispute persisted, so the host Zhuang Juyue hurriedly reconciled, "The literati of the past dynasties admired the flowers and wrote many interesting anecdotes, which led to the creation of the twelve flower gods. Sisters, don't take it too seriously."
Chapter completed!