Traveling through ancient times: daily life on the run

Chapter 342: The Elusive Master Murong



Chapter 342: The Elusive Master Murong

After returning to Beijing, the rest of them were very busy.

Xia Liang was busy preparing to summon the dragon, Qin Bingrui was going to manage the "Flying Tigers Circus", and even Erya and Sanya were practicing martial arts with A Zhong and A Cheng.

Luo Yu, however, was very free.

She was so free that she took out her storybook to pass the time.

There is no Fang Library in the capital, I wonder if we can take this opportunity to open one?

Thinking of this, Luo Yu became interested again.

She was about to go out, but was stopped by the maid in the mansion. It turned out that the maid was also sent by the Queen Mother herself.

"Young lady, the Queen Mother will send a few maids to teach the etiquette and rules of the palace today. You can't go out."

Luo Yu thought about it and nodded. When the maid turned around, she took out a miniature electric baton from her sleeve and shocked her unconscious.

Marrying into Prince Ning's mansion is only a temporary solution. If she is asked to give up her freedom and herself first, she can choose not to marry.

There is no need to be together through thick and thin with the person you love. That is just a dream and it is easy to lose yourself.

What's more, she still hasn't figured out how much she loves Zhu Jinyou, and whether it's worth her giving too much?

Zhu Jinyou doesn't seem to be at home. He must have gone to the palace to worship.

Luo Yu took Xiao Tao out of the palace, and Xiao Tao was particularly nervous.

"Miss Luo Yu, if the Empress knew you were back in the capital, she would definitely come looking for you."

"I've met the Emperor and the Queen Mother, so why would I be afraid of her?"

"Xiao Tao didn't mean that. Xiao Tao is afraid that if the Queen Mother knows Miss Luo Hong's identity, she might not let you marry into Prince Ning's mansion."

Luo Yu stopped and sighed.

Xiaotao didn't understand why she sighed.

"It's okay. When I returned to Beijing, I never thought of marrying into the Ning Wang Mansion."

Xiao Tao's round face was even more surprised: "What does that girl mean? You don't like His Royal Highness Prince Ning at all, and you're just playing with him?"

Xiao Tao was a clever girl. Luo Yi smiled gently and asked her, "Do you think Prince Ning truly loves me? Why not just say he's just flirting with me? We originally agreed to get married for our own benefit, so why bother with all this?"

Xiao Tao was puzzled, but she knew that the love stories in those storybooks were mostly fictional.

As they walked, they unknowingly came to the imperial edict posted after the palace examination. The imperial edict had been posted for three days, and this day was the day the results were to be released.

Luo Yu had sharp eyes. When she saw the word Murong, she instinctively knew without a second thought that this must be Murong Huaijin.

He lived up to everyone's expectations and ranked among the top three in the palace examination.

Luo Yu muttered as he walked: "This Master Murong must be in the capital, so where should I go to find him?"

She walked a short distance and turned into an alley.

Xiao Tao was very nervous: "Girl, what's wrong?"

"Someone is following."

Xiao Tao immediately searched the alley, found two sticks, and handed one to Luo Yu.

Luo Yu: ...

When the man in black turned into the alley, the two men swung their sticks at him.

"Miss Luo Yu, it's me!"

Xiao Tao stopped. Luo Yu's stick was fast and quick. The man in black jumped and dodged several times, but he couldn't withstand her real attack.

Fortunately, Murong was quite skilled in martial arts and dodged the stick in her hand. Luo Yu finally reacted and smiled: "It's you! What a coincidence."

Murong suspected that she did it on purpose.

"Why are you dressed like this? And how did you find us?"

Murong sighed secretly, and seeing that she was smiling as if nothing had happened, he didn't bother to care.

"I knew you were coming from the moment you arrived in Beijing, but you and Miss Qin went to the palace yesterday, so I couldn't find you."

"Oh, so you followed me all the way here from Prince Ning's Mansion?"

Luo Yu stroked her small chin, half smiling. Murong smiled back, and the girl regained her usual cunning self, which she found particularly adorable.

I don’t know if what she just said to Xiaotao on the road is true?

If she really chose to marry Prince Ning for self-preservation, did that mean he still had a chance to fight for it? He didn't know if he could give her a stable home, but now he actually wanted to try to promise her.

"I became the Man in Black out of necessity, not intentionally."

Luo Yu smiled meaningfully: "I know, I know. After all, Mr. Murong is now the third place in the imperial examination, and a bunch of high-ranking officials who are looking for a son-in-law are looking for you, right?"

Xiao Tao's eyes widened. Young Master Murong had actually won the third place in the imperial examination? If Miss Luo Hong didn't marry into Prince Ning's mansion, wouldn't it be better for her to marry Young Master Murong? At least Noble Lady Ying's identity wouldn't be discovered. Besides, the imperial family was full of intrigue and schemes, and it was a mess. Miss Luo Hong had finally escaped the palace, and there was no turning back.

The alley was not a good place to talk, so Murong invited her to a restaurant opened by the Murong family in the capital.

Luo Yu was surprised: "Your Murong family also has property in the capital?"

"Of course, I have several houses in the capital. If you don't want to live in Prince Ning's Mansion, I can arrange a place for you."

Luo Yu smiled innocently: "No, no, in fact, our Fang family also has its own caravan in the capital."

One day, Luo Yu's industry will spread wider and wider.

"Girl, you're amazing! It's only been a year since I met you, and you've managed to carve out a niche for yourself."

"Thank you for the compliments. In fact, these are just small businesses that rely on others, and the money they make is very small."

"But the Fang Group's library is well-known throughout the country."

"Oh, is it so?"

The latest episode of "A Guest in a Dream" is set in the period of the Industrial Revolution. Humans have invented the steam engine, which can be used to convert the chemical energy of fuel (usually coal) into thermal energy, and then into mechanical energy. They can then drive a huge steel machine at a speed more than three or four times that of a horse-drawn carriage, and can carry a lot of goods and many people. It is a particularly convenient means of transportation.

Luo Yu thought that although it was a picture book, a knowledgeable person like Wenshan would definitely find a way to study it on his own.

Right now, we have to find ways to improve printing technology.

*

It is said that after Prince Ning Zhu Jinyou entered the palace to meet the emperor, he was called away by the empress dowager again.

Prince Ning said straight to the point: "Mother, I intend to marry Miss Luo Hong after Miss Xia summons the dragon."

The Queen Mother put the teacup aside and said meaningfully, "What if the dragon is not summoned?"

"Then, Queen Mother, what you mean is that if I don't summon the dragon, I can't promise to marry Miss Luo Yu?"

The Queen Mother sighed: "Do you really like this girl very much?"

"The boy will marry no one but her."

"What if something changes? It won't affect whoever you marry, so why rush into it now?"

The Queen Mother picked up a hawthorn cake with chopsticks and placed it next to Zhu Jinyou's plate. "This is You'er's favorite cake. Take some back after you finish eating."

"Thank you, Queen Mother. No matter what happens, I will definitely not marry Miss Luo Hong. I believe she is the only one who can bring me good fortune."

"If You'er insists, it's fine. But you know, Prince Beijing's only daughter, Hua Shuqing, also has a special fondness for you. Ever since you left last time, the little girl has been waiting for you, but when she couldn't find you, she led the servants back to the capital alone. But she hasn't complained about you at all."

"Prince Beijing now controls an army of 200,000. If I marry the little princess, I'm afraid my brother..."

"We're all family, what does he have to fear?"

"What the Queen Mother said is true, but if I marry Miss Luo Yu, the little princess will definitely not want to be a concubine, and Prince Beijing will definitely not agree."

"What the Queen Mother means is that you should marry your beloved girl first. Follow the traditional three letters and six ceremonies, and marry her in a formal ceremony, then make her a concubine."

"This, I'm afraid, is not good."

"Mother knows you promised the girl, but a man should prioritize important matters and not let love get in the way of important matters."

"That's what Mother said. Let me go back and think about it carefully."

"You'er, mother knows that you are smart and not good at fooling others, but don't tell that girl about this. As long as you don't tell her, it won't be a lie."

Zhu Jinyou's mouth twitched slightly. With Miss Luo Hong's personality, whether she knew the truth earlier or later, she would have escaped long ago.

He is now in a headache. Getting married is really troublesome, but the 200,000 troops of Prince Beijing are not something that can be easily provoked.

When it was getting dark, I returned home.

But he saw Murong Huaijin walking out from the main gate of the palace.

Zhu Jinyou opened the curtain, but he didn't expect that Master Murong would see him. He quickly flew onto the eaves of the next house and disappeared.

Song Si said gloomily, "He must have done something and felt guilty about it, so he ran away."

Zhu Jinyou groaned. This kid actually managed to get the third place in the imperial examination. He seemed to be quite talented. He would go talk to his elder brother the emperor and lend him a hand so that his elder brother could marry the eldest princess to him.


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