Ming Destiny's royal family had gardens, but Ming Destiny's Emperor rarely went there, because before he could step out of the palace, his back legs would be hugged by a bunch of weeping old officials. If the Emperor wanted to tour the gardens, wouldn't that make the country lose its prestige? The Emperors were afraid of the officials' tears and saliva, so they rarely left the palace, not to mention touring the north and south.
Therefore, the royal family was not interested in repairing the gardens. The few gardens were only the North Sea West Garden, which was too small and could not be compared to the gardens of the Qing Dynasty. The only big ones were probably the Thirteen Tombs. You could go to the tombs, but you couldn't go sightseeing. When Zhengde supported the coffin, he wanted to go to the mountains, but in order to avoid trouble, even Yang Ling stopped him.
The only place near the Imperial City where one could hunt was the Southern Haizi, also known as the Upper Forest Park. There were three small lakes there, and they were twenty miles south of the city. About a thousand eunuchs and untouchables managed this place. They planted vegetables and fruits on the outskirts, and there were mountains and rivers inside. There were deer, eels, pheasants, rabbits, and so on.
The next morning, Yang Ling wore a light silver martial arts suit with arrow sleeves, tied his hair with a cloth scarf, carried a bow on his left, a spear on his right, and a quiver of arrows on his back. He led Liu Da Chui and more than twenty bodyguards to the west gate of the imperial palace. Yang Ling knew that his archery skills were too bad, so in order to avoid making a fool of himself, he specially brought a gun.
After waiting for a while in front of the palace gate, the palace gate opened, and a line of imperial guards escorted three horses out of the palace. Yang Ling hurriedly raised the reins to greet them. Just as he was about to cup his hands, he saw the three people in the middle, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Yongchun and Xiang 'er were dressed in bright red hunting clothes, with the small collars of black casual clothes with gold trimmings, and wide belts of the same color tied around their waists. Their slender waists were slender, as if they would bend in the wind. On their feet were high-waisted leather boots, and their trousers were tucked into the boots. Below them was a handsome warhorse. Their long black hair was tied up like a man's, but tied with red muslin.
The two princesses each had a short knife inlaid with pearls on their small waists, a quiver of arrows, and a bow, looking valiant and charming. The guards following behind were all dressed like ordinary family warriors, but today they were shooting very casually, without extravagant royal extravagance.
What Yang Ling saw was that between the two girls in red, there was a woman in a plain white dress. Her white dress was like a clear lotus, and her hair was tied up in a bunch, which was gathered in front of her left chest, like a black and soft stream flowing on the undulous snowfield.
Although she was wearing light clothes without any decorations, it actually made her look gentle and lovely. Reflecting the sunlight of the day, she was like a bright moon, elegant beyond compare.
Yang Ling was dumbfounded. He cupped his hands and was dumbfounded, unable to say a word. What made him even more embarrassed was that everyone else was wearing colorful clothes, only he and Princess Yongfu were dressed in white. When they stood in front of each other, they looked like a couple's outfit. As long as people saw one, it would be hard not to notice the other.
Yang Ling's forehead was covered in sweat, and he stammered, "Se … Se … Greetings, Your Highness."
"Which Your Highness?" Princess Yongchun asked with a sweet smile as she swung the expensive black silk beaded horsewhip. Princess Xiang 'er gazed at Yang Ling with a different gaze. He was originally handsome and elegant, and his face was as white as powder. After being influenced and tempered by officialdom, he was free and easy, and had an extraordinary bearing. This made Yang Ling stand out from the masses.
Not to mention that a handsome man could win the favor of a woman, a girl like Xiang 'er, who was born in the noble family of Marquis Chang, did not have the same extraordinary temperament. It was impossible to conquer her heart or attract her attention with just his appearance.
In Sichuan, he bit her toe. That was the most secret and untouchable place for a girl. In the Forbidden City, she completely lay on his body and kissed his cheek under the watchful eyes of the public. For a girl who was at the age of lovesickness, he didn't look disgusting at all. How could she not have some thoughts when she was thinking alone at night?
Although Xiang 'er scoffed at any possible idea when she thought that Yang Ling already had a house full of wives and concubines, it did not stop her from having an invisible feeling of longing. Therefore, when Yongchun enthusiastically wanted to hold hands with Yang Ling and her sister, she always felt a little uncomfortable. Even she herself could not tell what kind of feeling it was. Especially now that she saw Yang Ling's outstanding appearance and Princess Yongfu's matching dress, the feeling suddenly became stronger. It was sour and indescribable.
No one else noticed her eyes. As soon as Princess Yongchun's teasing words left her mouth, before Yang Ling said anything, Princess Yongfu was unhappy. She turned her eyes and discontentedly glanced at the matchmaker who had painstakingly arranged for her. Yongfu said softly, "Xiuting, don't be rude to Marquis!"
Yongchun stuck out her tongue, pouted, and turned her face to the side. Yongfu cupped her hands. Just as she raised her bright eyes, she met Yang Ling's eyes and hurriedly lowered them as if they were scalded. A faint blush appeared on her fair and beautiful face.
She stammered, "Marquis, I … Imperial Sister … Yongchun is afraid that I will be lonely living alone. Today is autumn and the air is refreshing, so she wants to go to the Imperial Garden. So … so she invited me to go with her. Unexpectedly … Duke Wei also wants to go. "Towards the end, her voice was as soft as a mosquito, almost inaudible. If Yang Ling did not want to go, she would not go. It was her first time lying, so it was inevitable that she would feel a little embarrassed.
"Uh … Is … Going to the Imperial Garden for a sightseeing tour?" Yang Ling nervously touched the bow on his left and the spear on his right. For a moment, he also stammered.
Although Xiang 'er felt an inexplicable sourness in her heart, she was still young and had the temperament of a child. When she saw the two of them stuttering, she could not help but giggle. She covered her mouth and said, "Look at the two of you. One is a Princess, the other is a Marquis. Your positions are equal and you have known each other for a long time. Why are you so polite and even stuttering? Let's not stand here and talk. Let's go. "
Princess Yongfu's beautiful eyelashes drooped down. Her fair hands nervously fiddled with the hair on her chest. She quickly raised her eyes and glanced at Yang Ling. Yang Ling laughed dryly. He lifted the horse's head and gestured with his hand, saying, "Princess, please."
The young mistress of the Zhu family no longer said that she was a monk, or that she was a little nun who cultivated fate. She smiled gently, and her slender legs lightly kicked the horse's belly. The white horse moved forward, walking shoulder to shoulder with Yang Ling.
Yang Ling's horse was taller and more spirited than hers. On top of that, his body was taller than hers. At a glance, he could see a few strands of bangs on her forehead. Below it was her forehead that was as clear as jade. Following the tip of her nose and her light, meaty little mouth that made one feel pity for her, was her tight fitting clothing. Faintly, the ravine in front of her chest could be seen. Yang Ling's heart could not help but skip a beat.
Princess Yongfu did not dare to raise her eyes. She knew that he was looking at her. Faintly, even the back of her neck seemed to turn red. Hundreds of thoughts ran through her mind. She felt as if she was floating in the clouds. She did not know what she was thinking about while she was riding on the clouds. However, not only was she not annoyed by Yang Ling's slightly presumptuous gaze, she was actually very happy.
Yang Ling waited for the two princesses, Yongchun and Xiang 'er to move forward. Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he saw the two beautiful young girls in red smiling as they reined in their horses. Seeing him turn his head, the two of them raised their hands in front of them, indicating that they were inviting him to go first. He had no choice but to brace himself and said, "Jia!" and rode side by side with Princess Yongfu.
"Your Highness," After walking for a while, it was not a good idea to be silent all the time. Yang Ling used a lot of energy to cough and then said, "After Yang Ling returned to the capital, I have been busy with the six ministries. There are many chores that I have not been able to pay my respects to Princess. I hope that Princess does not blame me."
"No blame, no blame," Yongfu hurriedly said. Then, she glanced at him with hidden bitterness and said in a low voice, "I know that Duke is busy with official business. You have allowed Young-niang jiejie and the other furen to often come and accompany me. I am already very grateful."
Yang Ling felt a burst of sadness in his heart. He stammered, "Princess …"
"Ai! Right now, I have already removed my Princess title. I am just an ordinary commoner girl. Duke does not need to call me Princess. If it is not convenient to call me Xiu Yuan, then … then call me by my name Xiu Ning. "
Yang Ling said, "A commoner girl is a commoner girl. But no matter how I look at it, I am not even close to the word 'ordinary'. Even if the Emperor's younger sister does not have a title, she can still scare people to death."
"This … this … this official does not dare!"
Yongfu glanced at Yang Ling reproachfully. She now hated her own identity. If it was not for her Princess identity, would Yang Ling be like a mouse seeing a cat in front of her? He was always so afraid of her. Even if she dressed up as the daughter of the Seven Immortals, he would not dare to have any crooked thoughts.
She did not know whether she was angry at Yang Ling or herself. She gathered her courage and said, "What do you mean dare or not dare? Otherwise, I will call you Yang Ling, Young Master Yang. I will not call you by your official title. This should be fine, right?"
"Uh … yes, Miss Xiu Ning."
"It is Xiu Ning."
"Yes, Princess's … no, no, how could I dare to mispronounce your maiden name? I am talking about Xiu Ning."
"It is Xiu Ning, not Miss!"
"Ah?"
"Aiya!" Yongfu's pretty face suddenly turned red. "I am Miss, not … I … I am telling you not to be so distant. Just call me by my name, don't mention Miss."
Poor Princess Yongfu said the wrong thing, but blamed it on Yang Ling. Her eyes were full of tears and she was about to cry.
Yang Ling looked back in fear and quickly coaxed in a low voice, "It is Xiu Ning, Xiu Ning, don't cry. Those two Highnesses are little tigers. If I offend them, I will never have a peaceful day, my good Miss."
Yongfu smiled through her tears. She bit her lips and glanced at him. Her eyes were still glistening with tears, but she said lightly, "I am not a child. Who likes to cry so much?"
This noble and graceful girl put down her status and anger. For a moment, she was extremely flirtatious. Yang Ling's heart swayed slightly.
* * *
However, after this incident, the two people's state of mind had changed. Because of the change in the way they addressed each other, the insurmountable relationship between them seemed to have been deliberately ignored by each other. This subtle change made both of them feel relaxed.
"Yang Ling, I've never traveled far, and when I go to the vicinity of the capital, I'll be stuck in countless carriages and unable to move. You've traveled extensively and experienced many things. Why don't you tell me what you've seen and heard?"
Once he opened his mind, he was after all a descendant of the Emperor. He immediately became much more relaxed. You don't dare to hit on me, then I will hit on you. If you are weak, she is strong. It has been like this since ancient times.
Yang Ling heard her sweet and naive tone with a little sense of attachment. Her delicate and weak appearance was very different from the usual high and mighty princess. For a moment, his testosterone exploded and he picked up interesting and interesting knowledge to show off.
Although Yongfu did not go out, she was well-read. She knew the ins and outs of some places better than him. But she liked to listen to Yang Ling talk. The more she listened, the more she liked it. The speed of the two people slowed down. They talked and laughed as they walked. Xiang'er saw this from behind. Her little mouth pouted higher and higher. She could hang an oil gourd on it.
Even though this group of people were dressed casually, as there were many such wealthy families in the capital, they were all riding on large, luxurious horses, and the guards in front and behind them were Yang Ling's personal guards and experts from the Imperial Household. They were young and ferocious, and with one look, one could tell that the people in the middle were high officials and nobles. Thus, without the need for anyone to shout, they automatically retreated to the sides of the road.
When they reached the South Gate, because there were many people entering the gate, they had to wait a little. Fortunately, the two of them were talking and laughing. They were quite congenial, so they did not mind waiting a little longer.
At this time, they saw a group of fast horses galloping over. They were all tall and strong. The young men on the horses were very luxurious. They were obviously the sons of the rich and powerful families in the capital. These people carried bows and arrows. It was obvious that they were also going out of the city to hunt. When they arrived at the gate, a pale-faced playboy frowned and said, "Why are there so many people?"
Another slightly older man laughed and said, "Brother Xie, why are you in such a hurry? The fourth son of Duke Cheng Province has not caught up yet. We can wait for him for a while. Then we can go compete in archery."
Master Xie snorted and said, "It's a pity that there are no martens near the capital. Otherwise, we could hunt a few and make a fur hat."
Another man behind him said, "Come on. Every year when it is close to winter, the imperial court will give the court officials mink fur hats. Your father is a third-rank official, and the most expensive hat is made of purple marten fur. Why would he need to hunt for it himself?"
"Damn it!" Master Xie became indignant at the mention of this. "Don't you know? Yang Ling suggested to the Emperor that the country is in a difficult situation and that we should reduce unnecessary rewards. This year, the Ministry of Revenue has already announced that they will no longer give out mink fur hats. Those hats cost hundreds of gold. In the past, they were given out every year, so I didn't think much of it. I threw them here and there and crushed them all. Now, if I want to wear them, I have to buy them myself. Damn it. "
Yang Ling didn't expect to hear people talking about him here. He turned his head to look at Yongfu, and the lady was smiling at him. Her smile was extremely gentle.
Those profligates had also noticed the group of people at the side. Although there were three ladies in the group, and they were all extremely beautiful, judging from their demeanor, it was likely that their family background was not beneath theirs. There were too many high officials in the capital, and they might be the sons and daughters of some influential figures. Thus, even though they were envious, they did not dare to approach them.
A young man in purple said in a strange tone, "The mink fur hat is used to keep out the cold. Duke Wei doesn't need it. Naturally, he suggested to the Emperor not to give it out. At the same time, he can show his patriotism. It's killing two birds with one stone."
"He doesn't need it? Who doesn't want something that is free? So what if Duke Wei grew a money tree? "Young Master Xie snorted.
The young man in purple said, "That's not it. I heard that our Duke Wei loves wine and women. He has beautiful wives and concubines at home. All of them are as enchanting as demons. Even so, he is still mingling outside. Last year, he stayed in a brothel and booked a few famous prostitutes in the capital. Have you heard about it?"
The young master in purple proudly showed off: "Yesterday, I have already spent three hundred taels of gold to be her guest. After making love on the embroidered couch, we started chatting and she said that State Duke Wei booked her for half a month. He only accompanied her to wine and banquets and never shared the same bed with her. Can you guess what happened? Hahaha, that Lord is like a lamp that has run out of oil. It's not going to last any longer. "
Yang Ling was angry and amused at the same time. Unfortunately, there were three ladies beside him. He felt embarrassed to be scolded like this. He turned his head and saw that Yongchun and Xiang'er had already turned their heads away in embarrassment.
Princess Yongfu already knew that he visited prostitutes last year to seek punishment so that he could be relieved of some of his duties. However, she did not know that Yang Ling did not touch those famous prostitutes at all. This world was tolerant towards men. If a woman lost her chastity even once, it would be a matter of life and death. Men who stayed in love or even fooled around with male prostitutes would not be discriminated against by women. This was the way of the world. Even though she was a princess, she could not avoid it.
When she heard that Yang Ling had booked a few beautiful women but remained clean, Princess Yongfu could not help but reveal a look of joy in her eyes. She looked at Yang Ling with gentleness and joy as if her husband was not indulging in debauchery outside.
Yang Ling also smiled awkwardly at her. At this moment, Liu Bangchao who was standing beside Yang Ling could not sit still anymore. He urged the reins on his horse and wanted to go over. Yang Ling hurriedly stopped him with his horsewhip and shook his head lightly. Liu Bangchao sat back heavily on the horse's back. He glared at the group of rich playboys with his mung bean eyes and released a murderous aura.
Unfortunately, his eyes were too small and his lethality was limited. No one noticed it at all. On the other hand, when the purple-robed young master saw the two girls in red turn their heads away shyly, he felt a burst of excitement in his heart and said even more happily, "Say, that Grand Duke Yang is a seven feet tall man, but his lower body is as soft as a slug. How can he not be anxious when he is guarding a group of beautiful women?"
Suddenly, someone interrupted, "Then we can still satisfy our appetites." Suddenly, the group of playboys roared with laughter. Xiang 'er and the others were confused. They did not know what the desire for appetite had to do with sex. Three pairs of beautiful eyes were a little confused.
When the group of playboys finished laughing, they heard the young man in purple said, "But he is lucky. He married Miss Gao, the Divine Doctor of the capital. Do you know Miss Gao? Jin Zhen Liu is full of praise for her medical skills and calls her Lady Doctor. That's her. Heh! She wrote a few prescriptions for Mr Yang, some tonic, some aphrodisiac. Only then did he recover a little. "
The playboys were disheartened. It was obvious that Yang Ling's restoration of his manhood had failed the audience's expectations, albeit reluctantly. The young man in purple said, "But eating this stuff makes him hot. Not to mention the mink hat, he doesn't even need to wear the mink coat in winter. It's so hot."
"Bullsh * t!" Yang Ling, the person involved, had a face of indifference. But Liu Bangchui and the guards were furious. It was a great humiliation for a man to be scolded as useless. Not to mention, it was such an insult. It was intolerable!
"Groundless accusations. Are you the one who knows? Or father? Let me tell you, Duke Wei is a great man. He never falls with a golden spear, sleeps with ten women at night, wins every battle and never loses in the bridal chamber! If you don't believe me, you can ask all the girls in your family to come out. The High Duke will definitely make her beg for death. Every girl can still bring the fat boy back after ten months. Every shot is accurate. If you don't believe me, you can try! "
Liu Bangchui's saliva flew everywhere. He finished scolding in one breath. All the guards said in unison, "Yes!"
When Yang Ling heard that, he almost fainted. There were three unmarried girls behind him. They were the three princesses of Ming Destiny's Empire. How can they help me like this? My, Yang Ling's dignified image finally collapsed!
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