Chapter 80: Wielding a Sword from the Palace [2]
Until the emperor ascended the throne now, he felt that the waste of the hundred gardens was a waste after all, so he reopened and allowed the princes and nobles to enter and play.
King Pingnan is the father of the queen, with heavy troops, a rich family, several children are very good, but the youngest son of the main family is stubborn, and he also inherited the title of King Pingnan, and was named the son.
Jiang Shijie has never learned anything, he has a lustful voice and horses, lingering in flowers, and the **** of Jialan City is basically his second home.
This hundred gardens are also important to him, and he spent a lot of money to repair them and transplanted countless flowers into them.
Every year, he would hold a flower-viewing party, and the nobles of the city would be invited, and some of the good-looking young ladies would also come.
It's obviously a cherry blossom viewing, but every year, it's actually a beauty pageant.
Every year, Jiang Shijie will choose the most beautiful woman, and the small family will forcibly take her back as a concubine, and everyone will give expensive gifts to please her.
Hua Xi remembered that the most beautiful person selected by the flower appreciation conference in the past few years was Long Qianxun, the lord of Pingcheng County, but last year he finally provoked Long Qianxun to be furious, and waved a whip to call Jiang Shijie's crying father and mother on the spot, and went home to complain.
Last year's most beautiful was Mo Qianxue.
Although it may not be a good title, many women are still very rare, and it is a beautiful thing to be beautiful in the garden every year.
When Hua Xi and Jia Ruo entered, the hundred gardens were already surrounded by beautiful women, and the young ladies gathered together to talk and laugh.
At a glance, she saw Mo Qianyu, who was dressed up in a fancy way, like a peacock with an open screen in all the beauties.
I didn't expect her to come.
It seems that there is no Mo Qianxue this year, and she is very confident that she will win the first place!
Hua Xi ignored her, her eyes searched the crowd several times, but she didn't see the Seventh Prince.
Didn't he come?
She pulled Garo to find a place to sit down, drinking sweet wine and eating fruits, admiring the beauties of the past.
"How? Isn't it worse than the feast of the god of flowers, right? Hua Xi asked with a smile.
"That's pretty much!" Garo muttered quietly.
Hua Xi knew that he was duplicitous, those women of the Protoss were all serious, and they were fairy, how could there be the elves of women in the world who were cute, and the fat swallows and thin women had their own postures?
After taking a sip of wine, two young men next to him came over and sat down with a smile.
"I saw the Seven Princes just now, tsk, I really saw it once and was amazed once, today's beauty pageant, if it is a man, he can also be selected, he is gorgeous!"
"Hehe, even I'm a man, I can't help but be moved when I see him, let alone the prince? ...... just now"
"I wonder if the prince of the Dao can succeed? Anyway, he's also a prince. ”
"Worried about what? The mother of the seventh prince was born ****, his status is low, even the emperor hates him, and no one can protect him. ”
"In this way, the prince is very blessed......"
Click-
With a crisp sound, the wine glass in Hua Xi's hand was instantly crushed.
The man behind was startled, raised his head, and saw a young girl turn her head, her eyes like a bloody knife, staring at them coldly.
The two of them felt a chill in their hearts, their hearts beat like thunder, their legs and feet were weak, they got up tremblingly, and hurriedly ran away.
Hua Xi stood up and left her seat.
"Where are you going?" Garo nervously asked, do you want to leave him alone?
"Be nosy!"
Hua Xi's anger surged, he didn't even give Jia Ruo's face, his eyes were cloudy, and he was full of a cold murderous aura.