Mr. Cheng has met His Majesty.

This is Mrs. Cheng.

Han Chang couldn't help but look up slightly.

"Get up and answer the question," the emperor said.

The woman kowtowed and thanked him, stood up and raised her head.

Han Chang finally saw her appearance clearly, and couldn't help but his eyes lit up. She was really young. She could only be said to be a child. She had long eyebrows and bright eyes. When he saw these eyes, Han Chang's mind went "ah"

blurted out.

At this time, the emperor was about to speak, but was suddenly interrupted, and he was a little surprised.

Although he is an official from the countryside, he is not young at all, so he should not be rude in front of you.

Everyone in the palace looked sideways at Han Chang, and even the chamberlain coughed lightly to warn him.

But Han Chang didn't seem to notice at all, he just looked at the woman with an expression of surprise and excitement.

"You, you, it's you." He stammered, "Are you Mrs. Cheng?"

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.

"It's me." she said, "I am."

Han Chang's words shocked everyone in the hall.

It seems that Mrs. Cheng is already so famous that she is so famous that she gets very excited when she meets her.

The emperor's face looked a little ugly.

It is really embarrassing for his ministers to lose their composure like this.

It is enough for the ministers to worship heaven and earth, worship saints, and worship the king and father. How would it be appropriate to worship a little lady?

The servants naturally saw the emperor's expression and guessed his thoughts. Looking at Han Chang who was still obviously in a state of losing his composure, he didn't notice it at all. They couldn't help but feel a little pity.

It's really pitiful. He came here to be promoted to an official position, but his future was going to be ruined. However, no one reminded this poor country official that he had no friendship and no benefits worth taking action.

"It's you, you're Mrs. Cheng." Han Chang repeated the words again.

The emperor's face became even more ugly, and just as he was about to speak, someone spoke first.

"Do you recognize him?" Prince Jin'an asked with a smile.

Do you recognize it?

The emperor was stunned.

It's you, you are Mrs. Cheng.

So it’s not a word? It’s you? You’re Mrs. Cheng?

Oh, in this way, the woman's reply just now was also two sentences, it's me, I am.

"It's a one-time relationship." Cheng Jiaoniang answered the question from Prince Jin'an.

"This side can't be..." Prince Jin'an looked at her and said slowly with twinkling eyes.

"It's her, it's her." Han Chang said, turning around and saluting the emperor, his voice trembling, "Your Majesty, this is the lady passing by Panjiang who killed the thieving monk just now."

Sure enough! As expected!

The prince of Jin'an County smiled, while the emperor was a little stunned, with thoughts running wildly in his mind, but in the end he could only form one sentence.

It turns out that she really knows how to read Feng Shui patterns.

"Your Majesty, just tell me what I am saying, she won't tell lies." Prince Jin'an said again.

The emperor looked at him with a hint of warning.

Enough is enough, there is no need to say nice things for this lady again and again.

The emperor opened his mouth to speak, but felt that he didn't know what to say.

If he was going to ask, there was no need to ask after Han Chang's gaffe was revealed. This was so unexpected and made him a little confused.

"Ms. Cheng, did your master teach you this way of observing the sky?" he had to ask.

"I've been taught a little bit," Cheng Jiaoniang replied.

The emperor pursed his lips.

"You really know a lot," he said.

Why is your business happening everywhere?

The emperor looked inside the palace. If he wanted to ask, there was no need to ask. He looked at his royal relatives and his ministers. One of them had a smile on his face, and the other one was just as excited as Cui Qinshi who had lost his way.

He, the emperor sitting on the throne, was not as eye-catching as this little girl standing in the palace.

Can you detect a solar eclipse at such a young age? You must be proficient in astronomical calendars... but that's not necessarily the case.

"Astronomy, you don't only know about measuring solar eclipses, do you?" the emperor asked.

"No, I know more about this." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

The emperor said oh.

"Why did you kill that monk?" he asked.

"Observing the sky and measuring the stars is for calendar farming and for the people to know the solar terms of life. It is not for the purpose of discussing good and bad fortunes, let alone to confuse the people. Talking about astronomy and making false claims about good and bad fortunes should be punished. It is the law and the law of Taoism."

Cheng Jiaoniang said, "Women of the common people dare not discuss laws for the government, but only fight for astronomy and Taoism."

The emperor was happy when he said this. Yes, that's how it should be. Those bastards from Si Tiantai would always use the celestial phenomena to accuse him, the emperor, of not practicing benevolent government, and they would always ask him to apologize for his sins. Bah, next time they will do it again.

If they dare to judge good or bad fortune based on celestial phenomena, I will kill them... Of course not... Anyone can kill them, but he, the emperor, cannot.

From this point of view, this lady really put her life in danger.

What a pity, what a pity, why is it a woman?

If he is a man, I will let him join the Sitiantai Taishi Bureau immediately.

What a pity, what a pity, it would be great if her master was still alive.

The emperor was slightly lost in thought.

"Your Majesty, can I go to cultivate the flower field?" Prince Jin'an stepped forward and asked.

This sound brought the emperor back to his senses.

"I won't care if you demolish your palace." He said angrily.

"Your Majesty, how can I give this up? This is a gift from your Majesty." Prince Jin'an said with a smile and bowed to salute.

Now that there was nothing left to ask, everyone in the palace took this opportunity to leave. Watching the three of them file out, a chamberlain hurriedly stepped forward to serve tea.

"It's all cold." The emperor shouted angrily, slamming down the tea bowl on the table, "Are you going to be an errand?"

The chamberlain knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Get out." The emperor shouted solemnly.

The waiter didn't dare to say a word and left with a sad face.

"I really don't know how to be an errand." An old chamberlain standing outside the door said calmly.

He actually wanted to frame the Prince of Jin'an County, but failed to do so, which made His Majesty caught off guard and embarrassed.

Deserve it!

"Your Majesty is in his prime, why are you so anxious?" he said to himself.

The waiter behind him hesitated.

"But, there is no other choice." He whispered.

Are there any other options?

The old chamberlain said nothing, and looked at the sky above the palaces with his hands folded. The dark clouds blocked the sunlight.

It's going to snow.

"It's going to snow, you should go back quickly." Prince Jin'an said.

"It won't rain until night," Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Prince Jin'an smiled.

"Yes, you are right," he said.

Han Chang followed behind and watched the young man and woman in front of him walking slowly. Hearing the casual and simple conversation between the two, he felt mixed emotions in his heart.

This Lady Cheng turned out to be the Lady Cheng that she had been longing for. This Lady Cheng turned out to be the Lady Cheng who was so famous, the Lady Cheng who was pampered by her elders and the Lady Cheng who was welcomed by the Emperor, the Empress, and the Empress.

He raised his head and looked at Mrs. Cheng.

Welcome?

Her back did not even bend when she bowed to the emperor, and there was no common humble smile on her face to please her.

This kind of uprightness is not the kind of deliberate uprightness displayed by some so-called celebrities of the Qing Dynasty.

Rather, it is relaxed and comfortable, innate, and comes from the heart, neither humble nor arrogant, nor welcoming nor obedient.

Welcome? Han Chang shook his head and sighed inwardly.
To be continued...