Chapter 18: The Hall of the Wind (1)
The place where the prince lives is the wind chanting hall, its name is the wind yin, the wind is soft, from the previous design of this hall, a number of small holes of different sizes left in the height of the beams and pillars, the wind outside the hall blows through the small holes, it will make a pleasant sound. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
In addition, there is a strange sound every time the door is opened, and the sound is different for different people in different seasons.
Probably this sound is the most familiar to the palace people......
He looked up, just where the door was open, and saw a woman approaching with her sleeves brushed up, "Wan Wan ......" He lowered his head, and did not feel that Gu Wan Wan came strangely, on the contrary, he was much more comfortable.
Gu Wanwan sat down, stretched out her hand to pour tea herself, and saw that people consciously retreated as if they had received an instruction under this action, her eyes finally fell on the prince, and asked, "Is there still Wanwan in Ah Gan's heart?"
The prince smiled, probably not at what she asked, and reached out to hold her hand pouring tea, "How do you ask this?"
Yan Song...... It's very similar to her, right?" Gu Wanwan's eyes did not have the frivolity before, on the contrary, they were deep and meaningful.
He let go of his hand, something flashed quietly in his eyes, and a smile squeezed out of the corner of his lips, "It's boring to talk about this." ā
Gu Wanwan put her hand on his hand and whispered, "Just as Wanwan has multiple hearts, it has long been rumored that Yan Song once seduced the second prince in public at the wedding banquet, and I don't want the relationship with His Royal Highness to be affected because of this boring person." ā
Yu Qian smiled lightly, pulled her hand into his arms, and blew itchy breath in his ear, "Am I swayed by someone who seduces me?"
"Your Highness is naturally not ......" Gu Wanwan softly buried herself in Yu Qian's arms, sucking in the pampering of the palm. may not be completely sure, but Gu Wanwan knows that Fan Yuqian is the crown prince, and the position of the crown princess can only be her. The power position is the same as that of a beauty, and Yuqian has no reason not to choose her.
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Outside the Wind Whispering Hall, a breeze was blowing, and two people stood opposite each other a few steps away, a coincidence from heaven or someone carefully arranged. Like peach blossom petals hovering in the air and finally landing, it is a pity but doomed.
"Your Highness Eight. After that, she continued to look at the wind chanting hall in front of her, and she didn't know whether it was evil or lucky, like groping in the fog, fear of the unknown, or distrust of herself. is used to seeing this kind of scene of being tricked by fate, and now her state of mind is a little calm.
Yu Yao was wearing a dark robe today, his skin was whiter, and he clasped his hands in front of his chest, "I'm here to see the imperial brother, I don't know if the girl is here to ......"
Yan Song looked at him, maybe Quan Sheng had already informed him, could it be true that he had come to help her, and replied, "The prince ordered me to be his companion scholar, and I will wait here for the female master to go in together." ā
He frowned slightly, rolled his eyes, and muttered to himself, "That's what the imperial brother meant?...... Weird, weird. ā
"Your Highness?"
He explained, "Brother Huang and I are compatriots, Brother Huang didn't like people staring around him since he was a child, how could he not be happy this time?"
As soon as Yuyao said this, she also remembered the scene when she delivered the medicine before, and there was indeed no palace person around the prince. Is there really such a person in the world who is unhappy for himself? Or, he is also forced to be helpless, and someone forced himself to his side.
Seeing her thoughtful look, Yuyao continued, "Maybe it's funny." The royal brother is a superior man, and there will always be moments when he is more lonely than ordinary people, and he always has to have fun for himself. ā
In this way, Quan Sheng said that he had a habit of breaking sleeves, and he couldn't bear the loneliness, and he couldn't resist the inner surge and wanted to find someone to vent. Now that the male pet is tired of it, he wants to change his tricks, so it seems to make sense.
"Besides, you're funny. She came back to her senses, just met Yuyao's gaze, and immediately avoided it.
It's the first time I've heard someone say that about her, she's stubborn and hard-mouthed at best, and there's no reason why it's funny.
The corners of Yuyao's lips were slightly raised, and he left with a comfortable and natural smile, so he saved her life that day because she was funny? Indeed, she should be the only one in the world who shouts for help and then begs for death.
She followed behind the maiden, and several palace people pushed the door of the Fengyin Hall open, it was a crisp wind chime, Yan Song Yuguang paid attention to the surroundings, there was no wind chime hanging in front of the door, so where did this sound come from?
The maiden stepped forward respectfully and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince, in the future, Miss Yan and the prince will study together, if there is anything to tell the ministers." ā
Yu Qian was lying on the couch, with a secret history in his hand and reading it with relish, and waving his hand looked impatient, "Okay, you step down!"
She didn't understand how the prince of Yudu, who revealed the true nature of the faint monarch at this moment, could take on the heavy responsibility of the country?
"Your Highness, Yan Song has something to ask?" she said.
"Asked. He simply agreed.
"Yan Song has no talent and no virtue, and he is not an outstanding student in the palace school, I really don't understand why His Royal Highness would ask the maid to ask me to be a companion reading boy?" she looked at Yu Qian, who was pillowing her arm on the couch, and did not react at all, "Your Highness?"
As soon as the sound fell, the sound of the book closing made her heart lift, and he turned his head to stare at her with sharp eyes, "I asked you to ask, but I didn't say I wanted to answer." There is a national policy on the table, and I will memorize it within three days. ā
"What?" "Warring States Policy?" Dum Jun would let a woman read this kind of book, a strategy for governing the country, which is not something that a woman can read. Yan Song thought that the most people who came here to learn were books like Mao's poetry and virtues......
He picked up the book, changed his posture, and unintentionally threw out a sentence, "Mrs. Liang will come to test my Warring States Policy in three days, you watch it first, be prepared." ā
"Yes. ā
She probably understood the meaning of the faint king's words, the so-called "be prepared". Then sit down at the prepared table next to you and look through it......
For a few hours, the two of them just looked at each other, and only a few strange but pleasant sounds could be heard in the Wind Yin Palace. Coupled with the words that Yuyao said before he came, Yan Song was even more on pins and needles. Hearing the gong of the palace people at the door, it was hard to stay up until this evening.
She put down the book, and finally couldn't help but speak, "Your Highness, the time for the curfew is coming, my family lives outside the city, I'm afraid I can't stay here anymore." He stood obediently in front of him, waiting to let her go home, but he didn't care what she said.
"Do you remember the Wenren's Zhou in the Warring States Policy?"
"Yes. Yan Song said, "Wen Ren's Zhou, Zhou Buna, asked, "Keye?" He said, "The master too." "I asked him about the alley and didn't know it, and the officials were imprisoned. The king's envoy asked: "The son is not a Zhou person, but he claims to be a non-guest, why not?" and said: "The minister is young and recites the poem, and the poem says: 'Under the whole world, it is not the king's land; 'This week, the king of the world, then I am the minister of the Son of Heaven, and I am a guest? "The king is the envoy of the officials. ā
Yu Qian nodded, "Not a word is missing, although the Zhou Jun mentioned in this article is the lord of the world, but in fact, he has long been divided by the heroes, but the Son of Heaven is no longer the lord of the world, sad." ā
Although Zhou Jun is in a difficult situation, this Wen person still remembers that Zhou Jun is the Son of Heaven. ā
Yu Qian half-raised the corners of his mouth, "The Son of Heaven without real power is like a puppet, what is the difference between being remembered and not remembered." ā
"Maybe His Royal Highness thinks Zhou Jun is sad, but I think Zhou Jun may be relieved and excited, when he is subservient to the princes, his people still remember that only Zhou Jun really commands the world, and only Zhou Jun is righteous. The princes are in control of everything, but they have never been able to be above board, and the princes are even more pathetic in comparison. ā
He didn't continue to argue with her, and stretched out his originally furrowed brows, "Maybe, Zhou Jun should be pleased with what you said." ā
Talking about Zhou Tianzi, his expression is different from before, he is the prince of Yudu, and he will be the son of heaven in Yudu in the future, could it be that he is also worried that he will end up as Zhou Tianzi in the future...... Maybe Yuyao is right, he is a human being, and his loneliness is different from ordinary people.
Yan Song got up, "Your Highness, then Yan Song will retire." ā
He put down the book, sat up and looked at her, only to tell her shallowly, "The palace door is closed." ā
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