This voice was very unfamiliar, and the appearance of the person who spoke was also not commonly seen. His skin was dark and a little rough, his hair was not combed neatly like the other men, nor was it tied into a crown. It was just casually let down, and there were even a few small braids. That person had a faint stubble, his body was thick and sturdy, but his facial features were just as good looking as the other sons of the Xuan family.
Feng Yu Heng had seen this person more than two years ago, but she could only faintly make out a little of his appearance from back then, most of it had changed. Without thinking, she knew that this was definitely the Eighth Prince who was stationed in the South, Xuantian Mo.
Feng Yu Heng thought, it really was the same as what the Young Misses at Jingtsu Temple said, this Eighth Prince had a smell that others did not have, but it was not the kind that could be smelled, it needed to be tasted carefully. The women from the ancient times were embarrassed to say it, but she could analyse it even more clearly, to put it bluntly, what smell was it? Was it not the smell of a man! Compared to the other princes, he lacked a bit of nobility, but was a bit more boorish, but it was also this bit of boorishness that made him seem even more different from the rest, more manly. At a glance, he gave off a sense of security compared to the Sixth Prince and the Seventh Prince.
Speaking of which, Xuan Tianming had also fought in the Northwest for two whole years, but speaking of which, Xuan Tianming was a bit more delicate, thinking about it, even if it was a battle, he would definitely not allow himself to become like this, in his eyes, this was probably no different from a savage.
As Feng Yu Heng thought about it, she could not help but glance at Xuan Tianming's handsome face, and she could not help but chuckle, but it just so happened that Xuan Tianming was also looking in her direction. It was as if he could guess what she was thinking, his eyes widened, and he rolled his eyes at her very impolitely. The small actions of the two were clearly seen by Xuan Tiange, and she secretly laughed at Feng Yu Heng for a long time.
Everyone took their seats according to the order of priority, Xuan Tiange did not hold back in the slightest when it came to the Eighth Prince wanting to give her a luminous cup. After thanking him, she even said that it would not do if it was too small, causing Tian Mo to laugh out loud. In the end, Xuan Tian Ge was the Xuan family's only daughter. These princes still doted on her a little.
The table with the luminous cups was filled with concubines, wangye, wangfei, imperial princes, imperial grandsons, young masters, infanta, and so on. The other womenfolk of the officials could only watch from afar with envy. But there were also some who wanted to find a chance to get close to this side and at least get close to watch. After all, it was rare for ordinary people to see such things. Even the high-ranking officials did not see them often.
And at this time, Tianwu also spoke. He did not say any New Year's greetings, instead, he praised the Eighth Prince first: "Mo-er returned from the South, not only did he bring back so many luminous cups, he also brought back quite a few treasures from the small desert country. Our horizons have been broadened. There are many things that our Dashun cannot see, and Gu Shu also hides them in the tribute every year. It is more practical for us to pick them ourselves, taking whatever we like. "
These words caused everyone to blush with shame, and even Xuan Tiange could not bear to continue listening, muttering softly: "Why does it sound like bandits, Uncle Emperor really … … is becoming more and more bandit."
Feng Yu Heng also agreed, saying: "Doesn't this mean that His Highness the Eighth Prince went into the desert and stole them!"
Xuan Tiange nodded: "He definitely stole them, otherwise, do you think that things from the desert could flow to our place? Didn't you hear Uncle Emperor say that Gu Shu is reluctant to give us too much of the tribute every year? With so many luminous cups, who knows how many countries eighth brother stole. "
"But he did manage to make a name for himself." Feng Yu Heng said, "The majority of those small countries have already submitted to him. Not only do they fear him, they also respect him. It's possible that they will work together to help him ascend the throne and cause a storm of blood in court."
Xuan Tiange furrowed her brow from hearing this, but she was not surprised. She told Feng Yu Heng: "My Father Emperor usually does not like to deal with court matters, and he never talks about court matters in the palace, but I heard quite a bit from Xi Feng. After all, General Ping Nan pays attention to the South. Last time, when he heard that his former subordinates were killed, he was so angry that he nearly did not personally make a trip. In any case, he was persuaded by his family. Xi Feng said that General Ping Nan had said that there would definitely be chaos in the South in less than half a year, and this chaos would not just be small chaos in the South. The target should be the central Dashun. I think that this chaos definitely has something to do with eighth brother, but I don't know how much trouble he will cause. "
Feng Yu Heng had an understanding of this matter. She had analyzed the situation in the South with Xuan Tianming, and Xuan Tianming had just returned from the South not too long ago. He was very clear about the situation there. It was just that she did not say too much to Xuan Tiange. It was enough for her to deal with this sort of worrying and tiring matter alone. There was no need to drag someone else down to worry with her.
At this time, Tianwu had already changed the topic and began to speak about a very dignified new year's greeting. It was very literary, and there were some words that she still had some difficulty understanding. After all, the words that the ancient people used in formal situations and in writing were rather difficult to understand. It was not like the colloquial words that were commonly spoken. Feng Yu Heng felt a bit of a headache when it came to these things.
With nothing to do, she fiddled with a luminous cup in front of her. At the same time, she turned her gaze to the seats of the princes across from her. Today, there was a round table, and it seemed to be a joyous reunion, but like this, it was fated that there would be a few people with their backs to her. The eldest prince, second prince and fourth prince just happened to have their backs facing her, and the fifth prince and Sixth Prince were to the side. It was Xuan Tianhua, Xuan Tianming, and the Eighth Prince, Xuantian Mo, who happened to be facing her, allowing her to see everything clearly.
When she looked over, another gaze immediately came over. It was received in a timely manner, and it was also very forceful. Feng Yu Heng faintly felt that the gaze that came over seemed to have the wildness of a wild wolf. The Eighth Prince, Xuantian Mo, did not restrain his aura at all when he looked at her. He just stared straight at her like this, as if he was provoking her, and also as if he was declaring war on her.
Feng Yu Heng did not use the same kind of forcefulness to compete with him. Of course, a young girl like her could not really have that kind of manly madness. She just smiled at that person. Using four taels, she easily pushed away 500 kilograms, causing Xuan Tianmo's punch to feel as though it had landed on cotton. It was soft and immediately lost its strength. But this Xuantian Mo really gave Feng Yu Heng a shock. He had lost one round in this sort of competition, but he did not show any signs of embarrassment or anger. Instead, he very naturally displayed a smile and even raised his wine cup to show her. He then took a sip and immediately regained his composure.
Feng Yu Heng also raised her cup and took a sip, but she could not help but sigh internally. No wonder Xuan Tian Ge said that her eighth brother was not like the old third. Looking at it now, not only was there a difference in status, in terms of conduct, the old third prince, Xuan Tian Ye, could not even compare to the Eighth Prince in the slightest. In her impression, Xuan Tian Ye would only exert pressure on his opponents. If he lost this pressure, he would not have any other methods. Aside from anger, there was nothing else that could be found from Xuan Tian Ye. But Xuantian Mo was different. Whether he was cold, warm, hateful or smiling, he could freely switch between them in the blink of an eye. This sort of person was indeed an excellent opponent!
She then looked at Xuan Tianming, and the two smiled bitterly at each other. It was very clear that Feng Yu Heng already knew what Xuan Tianming was thinking. They had been brothers for many years, so he understood this eighth brother too well. Thus he only mouthed to Feng Yu Heng without leaving a trace: "Be careful of Eighth Brother." He did not say anything else and turned his head to listen to Emperor Tianwu's extremely long congratulatory speech.
Feng Yu Heng retracted her gaze and began to fiddle with the cup in her hand. However, she did not know that there was another gaze from Xuan Tianming's table. It was like a modest gentleman's gaze. It was not like Xuan Tianhua's gaze that was filled with pain. It was filled with admiration and an indescribable yearning.
When Emperor Tianwu finally finished his congratulatory speech, Feng Yu Heng clearly let out a sigh of relief; however, she saw that the other officials were not as tormented as she was. Instead, it was as though they had been injected with chicken blood. Thus everyone stood up and bowed to Tianwu, saying: "Your Majesty is wise!"
Following this was the gift-giving process. Clearly, when the women were at Jing Ci Palace, they did not have time to do this step. This allowed Feng Yu Heng to once again see how extravagant people were when giving gifts to the Emperor. The appearance of all kinds of rare treasures broadened her horizons. It also allowed her to see a few of the main materials from her jade mine.
Zirui was also among the gift-givers. That child had originally been brought by Xuan Tianming, but after all, Xuan Feiyu had also entered the palace, so the two children were mixed together again. Xuan Feiyu's injuries were already much better, and his movements were no longer hindered. Zirui was very sensible and did not play around with him like before. Instead, he carefully protected Feiyu, afraid that he would be injured. This caused the Second Imperial Prince to praise him.
Zirui's gift was personally prepared by Feng Yu Heng. Although it was not as dazzling as other people's gifts, how could Feng Yu Heng's things be compared to others'? Whether it was the fountain pen, fountain pen ink, or the paper that came from her space, they were all things that did not exist in this era. They had never been heard of or seen before. Tianwu was curious about Zirui's things as he listened attentively to his explanation. He even learned how to pour ink into the fountain pen on the spot. Then, he copied the way Zirui took the pen and wrote a few words on the paper.
Tianwu was not used to the awkward way of holding the pen. The first few words were written crookedly and did not look good at all. However, when he wrote the fifth word, it was clear that he had found the feeling. The more he wrote, the smoother his writing became. The more he wrote, the happier he became. In the end, he couldn't help but sigh, "Perhaps this kind of thing can be used by me, Dashun. It can really be said that it is my, Dashun's, blessing!" As he spoke, he immediately looked at Feng Yu Heng. Tianwu, of course, understood. Zirui was a child, so how could he have gotten such good things? And all the strange things he had seen in the past two years were mostly created by Feng Yu Heng.
Feng Yu Heng had long known that this would be the result. Thinking about it again, the construction of a fountain pen was not very difficult. Now that there were steel tools, making steel was no longer a problem. As long as there was a skilled craftsman, making a fountain pen would not be a difficult task. As for the ink in the fountain pen, it was just a kind of ink, so it was not difficult to make it.
Thus, she nodded, stood up, and said to Tianwu, "This thing was given to me by my Persian master. At the same time, he also taught me the process of making it. After the New Year, I will find some craftsmen to try making it. It shouldn't disappoint Imperial Father."
Tianwu was very happy. He immediately instructed Feng Yu Heng to do this matter seriously. If it was done well and spread, there would be a great reward.
However, as soon as he said this, a voice suddenly sounded. It was asking Feng Yu Heng, "Imperial Princess said that the thing came from Persia? Is this true? "
Feng Yu Heng suddenly looked at the person who spoke. It was the wild Eighth Prince. She immediately had a bad premonition in her heart …
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