Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Commandery Princess, The Tower is Leaning!
Niu Panâer returned from the palace to Prince Dingbeiâs Mansion in the capital, washed up, and received a report from a guard.
"Commandery Princess, the Prime Ministerâs Mansion sent a thank-you gift, grateful for your rescue."
Niu Panâer, with her hair half-dry and a white cotton cloth in hand wiping the scimitar, paused and said, "A thank-you gift from the Prime Ministerâs Mansion?"
The guard replied, "The young man you saved during the horse scare is the fourth brother of Prime Minister Song, named Song Zhiyu, and people call him Lord Song Si. By the way, Lord Song Si also has a nickname, Song Yulang."
In Niu Panâerâs mind, an image of a snowball suddenly appeared. She laughed, "Song Yulang, that nickname suits him. His skin is as white as snow, even better than mine. How did he grow like that? Could it be that he washes his face in milk every day?"
The guard sneered, "Just a pretty boy."
"He is indeed a pretty boy, but you canât deny it, he is truly white, as white as the snow on Changbai Mountain." Niu Panâer suddenly said, "Hey, old pal, do you think if Song Yulang has children in the future, would their skin be as white as his, like a little snowball? If so, wouldnât that be adorable?"
Song Yulang covered his ears and looked up at the sky. Whoâs talking bad about me!
Guard: "..."
Commandery Princess, this conversation has gone awry, itâs time to demolish and rebuild!
The guard coughed, "Commandery Princess, the horse was pricked by flying needles, it must have been done while you were entering the city."
Niu Panâerâs face darkened, and she said, "The horse suddenly went mad at the Dongsheng Inn, you should check if there were any suspicious people around. Also, send a message back to my father, telling the old man to be careful."
No one knows if the flying needle was a test or a threat, or an attempt to show authority, better to be cautious.
Thinking more carefully, they, the father and daughter, hadnât returned to the capital in years, and upon their return, someone sent such a grand gift, they truly took them seriously.
But itâs not a big deal, she had already reported to the Emperor, as they say, a crying child gets the sugar, this time itâs a flying needle scare, who knows whatâs next?
If Prince Dingbei were to be killed, what about the northern region?
Niu Panâer furrowed her brows.
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Prince Dingbei had not yet returned to the capital, but his daughter arrived first, and rescuing someone from a runaway horse sparked a hot topic. Snow-like invitations flew to Prince Dingbeiâs Mansion, all from Noble Ladies inviting her to tea parties and other gatherings.
Niu Panâer attended one or two poetry gatherings hosted by princesses but lost interest. Sitting with those Noble Ladies discussing embroidery, jewelry, music, chess, calligraphy, and watching actors sing on stage was too dull for her. Sheâd rather swing by the barracks, spar with someone, and have some real fun.
Niu Panâer found the Noble Ladiesâ circleâs literary aesthetics boring, and the Noble Ladies secretly disdained her rough and unrestrained nature. Of course, they only discussed it privately, fearing a whip from Commandery Princess Dongyang if said openly, which could break the skin open.
Certainly, some looked down on Dongyang, but others admired her, such as the Noble Ladies from Military Families who particularly liked her, even idolizing her. With Commandery Princess Dongyang originating from such an elite family, why couldnât they become little female generals too?
For a time, the Noble Ladies from Military Families became much more diligent in practicing martial arts, which worried the Military General Madams. Their daughters werenât as easily matched for marriage as those from Civil Servant Families, and with their constant shouts of fighting, who would dare to marry them?
This became a hot topic in the inner circles of the capital. Meanwhile, the popular topic outside was the Court issuing an announcement about restarting the tea and horse trade market, leading to an overwhelming influx of merchants heading to the Northwest.