The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

330 Face St.

"Okay." Zhao Zhitong pursed his lower lip, and then let the topic go, but finally emphasized that Qiao Muchen should not keep rubbing her head in the future, otherwise, if he is not tall, he will not be able to marry.

Qiao Muchen sighed and asked, "Who did you listen to?"

Zhao Zhitong said casually: "Matchmaker, I heard what the fat matchmaker who matched my second cousin said."

Qiao Muchen: "..."

It must be that the matchmaker went to the house to talk about matchmaking, and Zhao Zhitong overheard a few words and remembered them.

Qiao Muchen couldn't help but heaved a long sigh, and said with a smile, "Don't listen to their nonsense, even if you don't grow up now, someone will marry you."

Zhao Zhitong looked back at him and wondered, "Why are you so sure?"

Qiao Muchen asked back, "Don't you believe me?"

"Hmm..." Zhao Zhitong held his chin and hummed.

After a while, he said, "Okay, I believe you."

Qiao Muchen couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to rub Zhao Zhitong's head. The soft hair touched the palm of his hand, just like a fluffy kitten, which made him feel at ease inexplicably.

Zhao Zhitong resisted the urge to move his head away, and thought to himself, "Okay, since you're in a bad mood today, I'll let you rub it."

After a while, Zhao Zhitong asked, "You, are you in a better mood now?"

Qiao Muchen: "Well, much better."

Zhao Zhitong confirmed, "Really?"

Qiao Muchen nodded: "Really. To be honest, at the beginning, I was a little frustrated.

However, I thought of what Meng Xuexue said earlier, and I gradually felt relieved. Don't you often say that you don't have to be an official to seek peace for the people? Even practicing medicine, traveling and giving lectures, they can all do their part for the common people. "

"Besides, I don't actually have that much ambition in the officialdom. Since other things can also benefit the people, why should I feel lonely and sad because of a momentary disappointment, and forget my original intention?"

Zhao Zhitong looked at Qiao Muchen seriously, and didn't miss any expression on his face. She knew that what Qiao Muchen said was from his heart, and he was really not sad.

Involuntarily, he also showed a relieved smile, patted his chest, and said with a look of stabbing for his friend: "Okay, then whatever you do in the future, I will accompany you. If you go to teach, I will be with you!"

Qiao Muchen laughed softly: "I will take it seriously when you say that."

Zhao Zhitong supported his body with his hands, looked up at the sky, tilted his head and smiled and said, "I'm serious too."

...

The half moon hangs in the sky, and the stars are shining brightly.

The two figures are under the night sky, looking at each other, beautifully like a painting.

——

the second day.

Zhao Zhitong and the others followed the princess into the palace early in the morning. Today is also the day of the palace examination. When they entered the palace, it was the morning court time.

Zhao Zhitong and the others stood obediently outside the palace, waiting for the summons.

Gradually, the sun rose. Although the sun in April was not very strong, it would be a little unbearable to stay under the sun all the time.

However, none of them moved.

Because there is a very high step from outside the hall to the main hall, they are just below the steps and cannot hear what is happening in the main hall.

Only about half an hour later, they heard a voice of crying and admitting their mistakes, and then saw several guards walking down from the hall with a person supported.

And this person is none other than Pei Shangqing.

Obviously, he was punished by the emperor for cheating.

When passing by Zhao Zhitong and the others, Pei Shangqing suddenly glared at Qiao Muchen and shouted: "You, why are you in the palace? It was you, you were the one, right, you were the one who reported to the emperor, right?"

"Do you think that if you report on me, you will be fine? I am the emperor's nephew. If you disgrace me, you will embarrass the emperor. Do you think you will be fine..."

His yelling gradually disappeared, and he had been dragged down by the guards. Qiao Muchen and the others kept their expressions unchanged, as if they were not affected by this incident.

About an hour later, the eunuch's voice suddenly sounded at the entrance of the main hall: "Xuan, witnesses go to the hall!"

Then, the guards standing with them led them into the main hall.

The first time I climbed the steps of the main hall, the first feeling is that it is majestic. When walking on the steps and looking back, I only feel that the people on the steps are really small.

Several people entered the hall with their heads down, and knelt in front of the emperor to salute, not daring to look up at all.

Even Zhao Zhitong, who is not afraid of strangers, is very nervous at this moment.

"Which one is Qiao Muchen?"

The emperor's voice sounded from above their heads.

The voice was a little hoarse and deep, although it was a woman's voice, but it was majestic.

This is the aura of not being angry and self-prestige that is always above a high position.

"Back to the emperor, the student is Qiao Muchen."

Qiao Muchen knelt on top of the hall, and replied neither humble nor overbearing.

Zhao Zhitong lowered her head and really wanted to see the emperor's holy face, but before entering the palace, the princess had explained to them that she couldn't look directly at the holy face, so she just knelt obediently, and the emperor didn't call, so she Do not move.

Over there, the emperor said a few words to Qiao Muchen and asked a few questions, all about King Chu's criminal evidence.

Qiao Muchen did not say that they found those evidences based on King Liang's reminder, only that they discovered them by accident.

The emperor didn't really go into it, he only cared about the authenticity of the evidence.

At this time, the king of Chu was kneeling beside him with a dead expression on his face.

Apparently, the faction of Duke Zhang and Princess Anping had already dealt a blow to the King of Chu just now, but at this moment, the emperor was still thinking of his nephew's affection and couldn't bear to kill him.

The emperor asked again: "Who painted this portrait?"

Qiao Muchen replied: "Back to the emperor, this is my good friend, Zhao Zhitong."

"Oh?" The emperor's tone couldn't tell what kind of attitude she was in, but she said calmly: "Which one is Zhao Zhitong, raise your head and let me have a look."

After being called, Zhao Zhitong slowly raised her head, and she finally saw the king of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

It was a woman in her fifties, but she was sitting on a high position and doing all she could, but no one regarded her as a woman.

majesty.

This is Zhao Zhitong's first impression of her.

"You made this painting? In short, you have the ability to look at skulls and restore portraits?"

The emperor's voice was not too fast or too slow, she didn't deliberately raise the volume or add emphasis, but it made people unconsciously respectful.

Zhao Zhitong nodded: "It is possible to return to the emperor."

The king of Chu over there looked at the emperor and said anxiously: "Your majesty, this is impossible at all, how can anyone have such abilities, isn't that a god!

She must have known the appearance of the Twelve Princes and drew it on purpose. Those arrow feathers and those clothes must have been made by them! Yes, they did it all. They want to frame me, Your Majesty! "

Instead, he glared at Zhao Zhitong: "Tell me, who told you to harm me!"

The King of Chu thought that Zhao Zhitong was a girl, and she would be overwhelmed if she was scared, so he stared at her very fiercely.