The wind sings the door opens, the wind chimes ring, who is the people, making the spring breeze. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wind Yinden, her arrival is always accompanied by a strange little song. The spring breeze blows through the small holes, with the fragrance of flower petals, and the birdsong, which is probably commensurate with the four characters such as the spring breeze, this is a spring song.

He didn't care because in this Wind Yin Temple, everyone had their own song. Some are punching and sharp, some are slippery and soft, some are like drums on the battlefield, and some are like pipas in the theater......

The Wind Yin Palace, there is no place for a bright hall, even during the day, it needs to be lit, plus yesterday's incident, I feel that it is full of yin energy, and even the red paint on the pillars is like human blood, plus this Wind Yin Hall seems to have just been repaired, and I feel that there are many dead souls before.

She was even more cautious forward, not daring to cross the screen and kneel down to salute.

"Get up, have you memorized the Warring States Policy that you memorized a few days ago?"

She knelt on the ground, not daring to get up, it turned out that Longtan Tiger's Den had broken into it for a long time, but she didn't know anything about it. Finding a way out of it is not going to be easy now.

"Back to His Royal Highness, Yan Song is stupid and not very talented, so I read half of this book. This time, I wanted to ask His Highness for his guilt, Yan Song is really not worthy of studying with His Royal Highness, and in the palace study, there are more talented other ladies who can share His Royal Highness's worries. ”

"That's a beautiful thing to say. It's just that you mean that you seem to have rejected me. ”

Yu Qian's words are always painless, and I can't tell whether he is angry or happy.

Yan Song kowtowed, "Yan Song has no such intention." ”

"I remember, I told you that Mrs. Liang is coming today. ”

Her body trembled, it was difficult to achieve his goal, it was not now, he wanted to kill her? If we explain it at this time, it will not be contrary to what I said before.

Yu Qian's shadow was behind the screen, vaguely with an outline, lying on his side, and holding a folding fan in his hand.

"You sit behind the tent, Mrs. Liang is your grandfather's fellow disciple, and he will not let you down. ”

"Yes. ”

She sat behind the tent, didn't dare to make a sound, and took the Warring States Policy to look through again. It seems that this time, he will not make a move on her.

The Taifu Liang in his mouth is the head of Taixue today. I have heard some rumors in the Jiangnan area that Mrs. Liang and her maternal grandfather are very similar in personality and appearance, and they are quite appreciated by the saints.

In addition to handing over Taixue to him and Yuheng, the saint also made him a scholar in the capital, so as to resolve the situation of Gu Xiangguo's dominance in the DPRK.

Yan Song didn't know what kind of person the Liang Taifu who had half of the power in the Jade Capital City was. But when she heard that she was from the same family as her grandfather, she also had respect for him.

The wind groans and the door opens, the wind chimes ring, the big beads and small beads, and the jade plate falls......

It was the sound of the beads falling crisply, she took a closer look at it this time, a few small holes in the beams, and roughly guessed that there were indeed no wind chimes in this wind chanting hall, and some were just wind chanting.

"Your Highness. Through the tent, I could only hear from this deep voice that this Mrs. Liang was about middle-aged.

He probably noticed someone behind the tent and asked, "Who is this?"

She walked out from behind the tent, bowed down and said, "Taifu, the people's daughter is the famous Song of the Yan clan in Jiangnan." ”

"But Brother Yan's little granddaughter?" said with some joy in his voice.

"Exactly. She raised her head, that Mrs. Liang was more than middle-aged, a few strands of black hair could be faintly seen in the silver hair, and the wrinkles around his eye sockets could not stop the sparkle of his eyes.

It seems that from that look, you can see that this person is kind and intelligent.

Without waiting for Mrs. Liang to ask, the prince sat up lazily from the bed.

"Taifu talked to me, a scholar, but treated me as an ornament, sad, pathetic. ”

The scenery is probably what Yan Song thought at this time.

Mrs. Liang smiled and said, "Your Highness forgives your sins, and the old minister was also excited to see his niece, and he forgot about it for a while. ”

"Okay, today Taifu came to discuss the Warring States Policy with me, and he recognized his relatives and waited for me to come out of the Fengyin Palace. ”

"Yes. ”

I still can't hear joy and anger, and it's always like an understatement, as if I don't care. She thought, if one day he really hurt deeply, would he still look like this?

But on second thought, there probably won't be that time.

"Your Highness, what do you think about sending troops to attack the Chen State?"

"Four words, both lose. His eyes turned to Yan Song, as if he had deliberately arranged it, "You, let's talk about it!"

"This is a political matter, and I am a woman to discuss it, I'm afraid it's not appropriate. ”

"It's just a test of what you've learned in the past three days, and a good answer is it. ”

She understood now that Mrs. Liang was not the prince, and the Warring States Policy he asked him to read was not the four words "be prepared".

So, it was put on the table again.

"It is mentioned in Qin Ce, the Warring States Policy, that during the Warring States Period, Chen Yi persuaded King Qin Hui to cite Bian Zhuangzi's stabbing tiger as a metaphor, first waiting for Qi and Chu to fight, and taking advantage of their defeat to enter the army. ”

"If you fight, you will fight, and if you fight, the big will be injured, and the small will die. ”

"Your Highness is merciful. ”

"Taifu must have understood my opinion on the issue of sending troops to fight. ”

"Both are defeated, one is defeated in the country, and the other is defeated in the people. ”

Yan Song stood aside, she raised her head slightly, and looked at the prince, the prince she couldn't get used to, and she would be worried when she saw him all day, she couldn't imagine that she had a heart for the country and the people. Whether he's pretending to be in disguise, or he's really doing it in the first place.

Sending troops to attack Chen Guo, although Chen Guo's strength is beyond his reach, but the hundred-legged insect dies without stiffening, and the jade capital will never get benefits.

On the contrary, the people may not be able to make a living, and the people's lives are in dire straits.

As for the neighboring countries, the single country, the Qi country has long been eyeing the tiger, if the army is damaged at this moment, the border will not be able to hold. Among the four kingdoms, although Yudu is outstanding for its military strength, it is by no means the opponent of the other three kingdoms combined.

Mrs. Liang said, "His Royal Highness is kind to the people, which is really a blessing to the Jade Capital." But this battle has already begun, how can we stop it?"

She noticed the prince's eyes, the murderous intent revealed in the dark and gloomy eyes, like a grievance that she desperately longed for but could not bear in her heart. She had clearly heard that this war was because the prince and Yu Heng were attacked in the border city, and now this provocateur jumped out to stop the war. It's hard to fathom......

Yu Qian: "Heh, he killed thousands of people in my border city, and I asked him Ouyang Ruoxu to accompany him to the funeral!"

Ouyang ...... If you are empty?" Yan Song repeated the four words in a low voice, full of doubts, and then suddenly became more and more worried.

She had heard her aunt talk about her cousin's life story, he was an abandoned baby picked up on the border between Chen and Yudu, and at that time he only had a jade plaque engraved with the word "Ouyang". His aunt gave him the name Changshi and called him Ouyang Changshi.

It seems that between Ouyang Ruoxu and her long-lived cousin......

Yu Qian smoothed out the Sichuan character, leaned down slightly, and looked at her, she was very stupid, so stupid that she always hung joy, anger and sorrow on her face.

"Don't be afraid, just go with me to the border city. ”

She raised her eyes and met his eyes, even if she looked directly into his eyes, why she still couldn't understand what kind of mood he was hiding.

Mrs. Liang asked, "What does Your Highness mean......?" Why don't you understand, why do you want my niece to go to the border city with me?"

His answer was inadequate, as if he was too lazy to explain, "Ouyang Ruoxu's parents died early, he has no relatives at home, and he has been looking for his siblings all these years. A few days ago, I got the news that Ouyang Changshi, the young master of the border city sent by my father, was his compatriot. ”

"Your Highness is talking about Changshi, Changshi, this child has been with me since he was a child, with a gentle personality, and he doesn't fight with others, what happened last time, hey...... He, he's really ......"

"Taifu, it's too late for you to know. My brothers, I'm afraid, already know. ”

"Your Highness means to strike first, what about her, are you trying to use her as bait!?" Mrs. Liang pointed at Yan Song.

Perhaps, what she was worried about before was superfluous, what a good man, bad conduct, but the prince wanted to take her to the border city and lead to the excuse of her elder brother. This clearly pushed her to the front line of the confrontation between the two armies, and if she was not careful, she and her elder brother would die.

He approached and stopped beside her, "Tomorrow, if you want to, go with me to the border city to find someone." ”

"What if I don't think so?" she looked up, the corners of his eyes curled into a small arc, like smiling eyes, but a cold light shone from the bottomless abyss. Like a spar in a turbulent stream, even if it is gently wrapped, it cannot hide its unique cold light.

Yu Qian lowered his eyes and smiled, "I raised a Hai Dongqing, that guy likes to eat meat." ”