Qinglan is very puzzled these days, the young lady who has always liked to sleep lazily has gotten up every day in the past few days, and after getting dressed, she has been lying on the bed with her dark eyes rolling around, and sighing from time to time.

Yu Rong stared straight at the curtain, and sighed leisurely: "Alas." ”

Seeing that Qinglan is so worried, isn't Miss Mo sick?

"Miss, the prince is just going to live in a small house for half a month, and Uncle Jiao will handle the miscellaneous affairs in the house in an orderly manner in the past ten days," Qinglan thought about it, and the only thing that bothered the young lady was to attend the emperor's birthday, so she said softly: "The emperor's birthday, Rong Shizi should also go." "Well, it's not bad to take this opportunity to let Miss get closer to Rong Shizi.

Yurong sat up slowly, sat cross-legged on the bed, supported his arms on his knees, supported his chin with his right hand, and wrinkled his eyebrows and pondered: "Speaking of Rong Shizi, I remembered, what are those "National Policy Theory" and "Luo Shen Song"?" ”

Qinglan looked at her young lady with a look of disbelief and a little disdain: "The "Theory of National Policy" was made by Rong Shizi when he was seven years old when he was studying in the Guozi Prison when Tang Sacrificial Wine personally made the question and tested the policy, and after the review, Tang Sacrificial Wine was full of red light, and shouted three times in a row 'Okay', and personally went to present it to the emperor, saying that Rong Shizi is brilliant and amazing, and he will definitely be the pillar of the country in the future. ”

Yurong blinked, her long eyelashes flickered, like a black butterfly chasing and playing in the flowers, no wonder Nanmen Jingshuo's face was dark: "Roselle Comedy can't be also written by Rong Yuan, right?" ”

Qinglan looked at Yurong's reaction, nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and said more energetically with excitement written on a small face: ""Luo Shen Song" was written by Rong Shizi at the age of eight after reading the title of the imperial examination, the rhetoric is gorgeous, the writing is unparalleled, Tang Saijiu thought that Rong Shizi would only write articles such as the logical wheel of the national road, and after reading "Luo Shen Comedy", he exclaimed that the people below him are not as good as a Rong Yuan. Therefore, Tang Saijiu set this article as a must-memorize article for the prisoners of the country・・・・・・"

God, this Rong Yuan is too demonic! No wonder Qinglan and Tang Sacrifice Wine have become his brainless fans・・・・・・ Yurong looked at Qinglan, who was excited and didn't want to stop at all, and thought silently in his heart.

"As soon as the words of Tang Sacrifice Wine came out, Zhuang Yuanlang and Tanhualang were not convinced," Qinglan continued・・・・・・

"Hey, what about Bangyan? Is he convinced? Yurong asked with a serious face. Guozijian is the highest school in Southern Chu, and Tang Saijiu, as the highest Confucian student of the highest school, naturally has weight in what he says, but what he says is not as good as an eight-year-old child, who can swallow this breath, let alone a group of scholars who are not as good as an eight-year-old child in terms of learning.

Qinglan's admiration deepened a little: "Bangyan is very convinced, and he also advises Zhuangyuanlang and Tanhualang, who want to go to Rong Shizi to challenge, not to humiliate themselves without taking their own measures." ”

"Huh?" Yurong was taken aback.

"Because Bangyan considers himself Rong Shizi's apprentice," swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Qinglan said again, "Although Rong Shizi does not admit that Bangyan is his apprentice." On the second day of Bangyan's entrance to Beijing to catch the exam, he was lucky to see Rong Shizi in the Wind Pavilion, and Rong Shizi was listened to by Bangyan when he was out of chapter, and Bangyan should worship Rong Shizi as a teacher. ”

Yurong felt that her face was covered with sweat, Rong Yuan, your power is too strong, right? Bangyan can be on the list, there must be some real ability, so that a literati who has read poetry and books will be apprenticed after listening to an article, it seems that Rong Youxi is really demonic.

Qing Lan squinted, with a look of deep affection that she was proud of her idol: "Later, Zhuang Yuanlang and Tanhualang supported each other and walked out of the Rongwang Mansion, shouting 'The future is terrifying' and shouted convincingly. It is said that that day they tried piano, painting, calligraphy, poetry, and songs, and neither Zhuangyuanlang nor Tanhualang won a game. This is Rong Shizi's talent, so I don't need to say it again Qinglan, let's talk about Rong Shizi's martial arts・・・・・・"

Looking at Qinglan, who was about to talk eloquently, Yurong silently touched her stomach: "I want to wash up, and then have breakfast." ”

Qinglan nodded and shouted loudly, "Honghua, go and fetch water for Miss." Let the red sleeves bring the breakfast made in the kitchenette. ”

Yurong heard Qinglan's words and asked, "When did Red Sleeves come?" What is the breakfast in the kitchenette? I'm kind of craving the steamed chestnut flour cake with osmanthus sugar. ”

"The sugar hanging longan cake made in the small kitchen yesterday afternoon is accompanied by red dates, lotus seeds, japonica porridge and three cinnamon cakes," Qinglan finished speaking in one breath, without blinking an eye, and continued: "Next, let's talk about Rong Shizi's martial arts!" ”

Yurong listened to the perfunctory tone of Qinglan, who was fanatical and obsessed with brain-dead fans, and sighed leisurely, alas, this Qinglan is usually stable and generous, and when she mentions Rongyuan, it will be endless・・・・・・ she won't be brainwashed by Qinglan, she doesn't want to be that black-bellied brainless fan, well, she won't! She doesn't chase stars. But speaking of which, Rong Yuan looks really, demon!

Momiji knocked on the door and came in, put the washing water in place, and withdrew. Yurong put on her shoes and went to wash her face slowly.

Qing Lan continued to chatter: "Rong Shizi's martial arts are so high, no one knows to what extent, Rong Shizi is the only disciple of the world's master Baiqi Shanren!" When Rong Shizi was eleven years old, the emperor met an assassin, and it happened that Rong Shizi should enter the palace at that time, and Yu Linwei and the emperor's close guards were all killed by the assassins! When the forbidden army arrived, the assassin's sword was only a long way away from plunging into the emperor's heart! Qinglan said very excitedly, and stretched out a hand to make a distance the size of a fingernail.

Yurong wiped her face, couldn't bear to disturb Qinglan's interest, and asked lightly, "What happened later?" ”

She couldn't be nervous about knowing the ending, the emperor must have been safe and sound, otherwise she wouldn't have to worry about attending any birthday now.

Qinglan was still excited: "At the last moment, Rong Shizi arrived!" No one saw how Rong Shizi made a move, he raised his hand so gracefully, and when everyone came back to their senses, they only saw the assassin's face frightened, and the blood on his forehead gurgled out. The emperor later gave a plaque to Rong Wangfu, and personally wrote the words "out of the general into the phase, the country's warriors are unparalleled" and praised Rong Shizi. Rong Shizi's ability to lead the troops is also very ・・・・・・"

"So, it was Rong Yuan who saved the emperor, right?" Yurong asked.

Qinglan muttered with a hint of dissatisfaction at being interrupted, "Of course it is!" ”

"Prepare the carriage, I want to go to Rongwang's mansion." Hmph, this black-bellied saved the emperor, causing her to worry about the birthday gift now, such a tricky matter, let Rong Yuan solve it.

Qinglan heard that Yurong was going to Rong Wangfu, Rong Wang Ye and the side concubine were stationed at the border, Rong Lao Wang Ye was closed and no one was seen, Miss Rong was going to Rong Wangfu, so she naturally went to find Rong Shizi. Thinking so, he responded happily at the moment: "Qinglan will go and prepare." After saying that, he ran away and disappeared.