Ming Shu Banquet in Changjing

Name: Ming Shu Banquet in Changjing
Author: Di Qing

by Di Qing

ongoing Ancient Romance Historical Fantasy Female Lead

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139Kwords69chapters

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The young lady from the Duke's Mansion committed suicide in shame and anger after her engagement was broken off. She brought her son from afar with the mission of rescuing Jiang Furong. In the Second Song Dynasty, he flattered the powerful ministers, became a famous actor, inherited the emperor's tutor, and tortured the prince... He overthrew the Song family, and the powerful ministers and national tutors led the way. The road was long, Tingnan Ming peony was spread all over the valley, fishermen and homeless people were given a well-off society, Huaixi laid the foundation for poverty alleviation, and the frontier fortress fought bloody battles for righteousness... ＊＊＊ Character theater: The flower of wealth in the world - Lu Xiang: The beauty of the white peony root is so bright and unique. How did such a beautiful scene come to you? Either you are surrounded by treacherous attacks, or you are constantly being criticized... In this case, there is an empty pavilion in the courtyard, so I will give it to you to cut leeks. Jiang Shao cupped his hands and smiled: Prime Minister Lu! Boss Lu! Lu beauty! Not to mention giving you some spring vegetables every day, I can even do such rough work as pulling yarn and rubbing your back... Hey, don't go. Poor royal man - Crown Prince: You look like my little green plum... Come on, flowers should match the beauty, so that your beauty is not in vain. Jiang Shao held his hand again and said with a smile: The flowers are not blooming every day, but there is still beauty in my heart. Your flower... Has failed! The Crown Prince said regretfully: There is no more hairpin to fall in love with the beautiful face, only the smiling hairpin appears. The flower season is over, and I finally made the wrong payment... ＊＊＊ Literary version: Walking south from Tingzhou to the Peony Valley, I entered the capital full of thorns from the Zhou emperors. They brushed their hairpins to make people intoxicated, and the luxuriant flowers in the quagmire glowed by themselves. I had no intention of looking after the mountains and rivers, but my desire for power was narrow and unruly. The palace gate was heavy with brocade and light smoke, and the flowers of wealth in the world were blowing on my sleeves.