Chapter 42: .The prince of the enemy country who retreated for the heroine 5

Chapter 42: .The prince of the enemy country who retreated for the heroine 5

When Mu Mingda woke up the next day, he found that there were many armored soldiers in the yard, and he got up from the couch with a jolt.

Mu Jingyuan happened to enter the room with the medicine in her hand. Seeing this scene, she hurriedly put down the medicine bowl and went to help her: "Father, you finally woke up."

Mu Mingda looked his daughter up and down, seeing that it was intact, he was relieved: "What's the matter with those people outside? Is there any embarrassment for you?"

"Yesterday you were sick. My daughter went down the mountain to ask for a doctor. At the foot of the mountain, I met soldiers from the North Korea. They didn't embarrass my daughter. When I heard that you were seriously ill, I even called for a doctor." Mu Jingyuan leaned over and whispered, "The young man in charge is The prince of the dynasty."

Mu Mingda frowned fiercely, sighed and said, "Prince Chaoguo came here in person, the picture is not small."

He, Mu Mingda, has nothing but a clean body.

No, he also has a daughter.

Mu Mingda frowned, seeing that the slim girl was Miaoling's daughter, he was very worried.

Mu Jingyuan didn't know why, so she said good things for the other party: "I don't think all the people in the country are rough and barbaric, and they are a little different from the rumors."

For example, yesterday, when she yelled out in hunger, the prince of Chaoguo thoughtfully changed the subject, saving her face.

Although those soldiers drank heavily and ate meat, and smelt her father's collection of fine wine, they did not destroy or defile the academy, and they did not say anything to tease her when they met her.

The crown prince of Chaoguo and Mr. Wang, who is called a military adviser, stayed in his father's study all night, and they were familiar with the allusions of books.

Mu Mingda looked at what his daughter said with a serious face, and his face was full of worries.

Half an hour later, Mu Mingda packed up his appearance and asked his daughter to invite the crown prince of Chaoguo.

"Prince, please come in." Mu Jingyuan followed her words and brought him there, and stopped outside the door.

He Dongchen nodded slightly, and passed by. As soon as he stepped into the room, he was greeted by the smell of tea all over the room. Mr. Mingda was wearing a white robe, kneeling behind the desk, boiling hot tea with flowing water in his hand, smoky, Can't see face.

Seeing that the other party didn't intend to greet him, He Dongchen walked a few steps closer, opened the hem of his clothes naturally, sat opposite, reached out to pick up a cup of hot tea, took a sip, and sighed: "The fragrance is like laurel, the taste is like rain, good tea .”

Mu Mingda stared at him for a few times, then slowly said: "The crown prince of Chaoguo is here, so just speak directly if you have something to say."

He Dongchen smiled, put down his teacup, and said bluntly: "Today I take the liberty of interviewing Mr., I do have something to ask."

Mu Mingda twitched the corner of his mouth: "I don't dare to say a word sir, but if you want me to come forward to appease the hearts of the people, you don't need to say too much about this matter." look like.

He Dongchen chuckled, and under Mu Mingda's puzzled gaze, he said unhurriedly: "As far as I know, Ling Zheng was trampled by the Xuanyuan royal family a few years ago, and died soon after, and you left in anger Officer, retreat to the mountains and forests. Come to think of it, sir and the Xuanyuan royal family have a blood feud, why are you still guarding the name of the enemy now?"

"You! Unreasonable words!" Mu Mingda blushed and said angrily, "I keep the name of the Mu family for generations, and the pride of the people of the Chen Dynasty. What have I to do with the Xuanyuan family!"

He Dongchen pressed on step by step: "Since this is the case, sir, you shouldn't refuse to be alone. Now that the Kingdom of Chen is destroyed and cannot be changed, the people are in a state of anxiety, and their lives are like years. It is just that a virtuous Confucian like you is needed to stabilize people's hearts, so as to prevent disasters from happening again and people's lives will be burned. This is a merit. One thing, how can it be said that it is an insult to the family. A hundred years ago, the two countries were one family, and everyone was of the same race. What the people of Li people cared about was whether they could have enough to eat, and what they cared about was whether they could live in peace. Sir, look at it yesterday After reading your article all night, I am very impressed to see a wise man who truly cares about the world, and I hope you will seriously consider this matter."

Mu Mingda was overwhelmed by these words and remained silent for a long time.

He Dongchen retreated considerately, and did not continue to be aggressive.

Mu Jingyuan stood outside the door and listened to the whole process with a pensive look on her face.

"What do you think, Miss Mu?" Seeing her like this, He Dongchen asked.

Mu Jingyuan came back to her senses, thought for a while and said seriously: "In this world, there are people who live soberly, whose family and country are righteous, and who love and resent each other. Some people live very hard. They only care about the daily necessities, and they don't care about sex. I also know that 90% of the people in this world are struggling to survive, is it important to them whether to be a country or not?"

He Dongchen looked into her clear eyes and smiled slightly.

"Mr. Mingda can raise a daughter as transparent as you, and you will be able to see what you want in a short time."

As if to confirm this sentence, on the second day, Mu Mingda with red eyes came out of the room and handed a letter to He Dongchen with both hands.

"Mr. Gao Yi." He Dongchen took it solemnly with both hands, making people rush down the mountain and return to the city to announce the article to the world.

The first thing is done, the ending is happy. Wang Yi cleared his throat at the side, cupped his hands and said: "This time, there is one more important matter. In order to completely resolve the enmity between the two countries and achieve long-term peace and stability, His Royal Highness wants to hire Mr. Ling Ai as the Crown Princess of the dynasty, so that the two surnames can be married. good."

When Mu Mingda heard this, he immediately said harshly: "It is absolutely impossible! There is no need to mention this matter again!"

He Dongchen said: "Sir, there is no need to refuse in such a hurry, Qianjin may have a different opinion."

Hearing this, Mu Mingda stared at He Dongchen's unparalleled handsome face, and vowed, "My son is not a superficial person."

He Dongchen touched his nose.

He didn't want to seduce others with his beauty either.

"Why don't you just borrow a thousand dollars for ten days? If you can't make her willingly become the princess of the dynasty in ten days, let this matter go, and you won't force it. What do you want, sir?"

Mu Mingda stared at him suspiciously, thinking that his clever daughter would not be easily fooled, so he responded immediately: "The prince of Chaoguo keeps his promises, and I hope that when the time comes, he will not break his promises and backtrack on his promises."

"Naturally, you can keep your promises. Don't worry, Mr. Guding will send you back neatly in ten days."

In this way, without knowing it, Mu Jingyuan was packed and sent down the mountain by her old father.

After sitting in the carriage collected by the soldiers, he blushed belatedly.

He Dongchen was sitting on the other side of the carriage, flipping through a book of poetry, nodding from time to time, showing appreciation.

Mu Jingyuan looked at it, and suddenly found that the book looked familiar! Isn't that her poetry collection?

She became angry from embarrassment, and just about to speak, she heard the person on the other side say: "Your poem is well written, it's a pity to hide it in the box."

Mu Jingyuan was taken aback, then twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "Some daughters' handwriting is hard to be considered elegant."

"Ms. Mu, why should you underestimate yourself? In my opinion, your poems are no worse than those literati." He Dongchen said seriously.

Looking into those deep eyes, Mu Jingyuan was extremely sincere, without flattery or perfunctory, and she was hit hard somewhere in her heart.

Because she is a daughter, from childhood to adulthood, no matter how outstanding she is, outsiders will just shake their heads and sigh, not a man, it's a pity. This is also the first man other than his father to recognize her talent, praise her excellence, and not deny her everything because of her daughter.

Mu Jingyuan's fingers on her knees trembled slightly, and she whispered, "Thank you."

The two looked at each other, as if something was different.

The speed of the carriage was slow, and he couldn't go back to the city that day, so he stayed overnight at the farmhouse.

The people in the village saw hundreds of soldiers entering the village crying and crying, thinking that a catastrophe was coming, and panicked. Even if Wang Yi stood up to express his intention of staying overnight and gave him a sum of money, the people did not feel at ease.

The whole village was eerily quiet, even the dogs lay down obediently, not daring to make a sound.

Mu Jingyuan entered the village in a carriage, seeing this scene, her heart was blocked.

He Dongchen said from the side: "This is the reason why I came to visit Mr. Gu."

The villagers may not be able to read, but everything in their bones is low-grade, only the thought of reading is high, and they have absolute respect for scholars. When there is a panic, there is a respected Confucian who stands up, which can definitely appease the hearts of the people.

Mu Jingyuan remained silent.

I had nothing to say all night, and continued on my way the next day, and finally entered the city at noon.

Mu Jingyuan thought that after the subjugation of the country, the Nandu city should be lifeless, or mournful, but looking around, the shops on both sides of the street are open, people are coming and going, the shouts of hawkers, and the sound of children playing, seem to be no different from the past .

She even saw at a small stall, soldiers of the imperial court in armor and the people of the imperial court arguing over whether to put sugar or salt in the bean curd.

The two waves of people were fighting with red faces, spitting, and even fighting, but the people around them looked as if they were used to it, watching the excitement with their hands in their hands.

It was completely different from yesterday's situation in the village.

He Dongchen explained: "The people of Nandu have seen the big world, and they adapt quickly."

Mu Jingyuan shook her head and smiled wryly: "It's His Highness who manages well."

The motorcade drove straight into the palace.

Mu Jingyuan got out of the car wearing a white veiled hat, and was arranged in an exquisite and luxurious palace, which used to be the dormitory of a certain princess in the Kingdom of Chen.

He Dongchen said: "Take a good rest, I will take you out for a stroll tomorrow."

Mu Jingyuan responded, and watched the other party's slender figure disappear into the hall step by step through the white gauze.

There were several tall female soldiers waiting in the room, all of whom were temporarily transferred to protect Mu Jingyuan.

The leading female general stepped forward and cupped her hands: "Ming Yang has met Miss Mu."

Mu Jingyuan looked at the heroic appearance of the other party, and there were a few female soldiers next to her with their heads held high. They were different from all the girls in Chen Kingdom. She was in a daze for a moment, and she saluted, "Ms. Ming, you don't need to be too polite."

Before Ming Yang opened his mouth, another female soldier next to him raised his voice: "Miss Mu should call our boss a general. That's right, you women from the Chen Dynasty don't go out of the gate, and Jiao Didi has no opinion. You spend your whole life looking at men It’s understandable to be ignorant of my face.”

"Presumptuous!" Ming Yang reprimanded, and then apologized to Mu Jingyuan, "Miss Mu, forgive me, Xiaoqi is straightforward, and seeing many Nandu women suffer during this period, I am a little emotional."

Mu Jingyuan shook her head and gave a wry smile: "She's right. Women in the Chen Dynasty are cowardly and incompetent. They can only rely on men for the rest of their lives. They're really useless."

As soon as the voice fell, the female soldier named Xiaoqi immediately yelled: "That's right, unlike our women from the Chao Dynasty, who can establish a female household, go to the battlefield, and make contributions. If your husband is not happy, just kick him and find another one! You women from the Dynasty Dynasty You’re so useless! There’s such ghosts as Wang Family widows! Before, it was said that the literary style of the Chen Dynasty was prosperous and the world was peaceful, but it turns out that the flirtatious men are all men, and the women are more pitiful than the other.”