In the early morning, the air was still a little damp. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info There was a lot of snow from last night falling on the ground. It's another day of snowstorms, and according to this season, this may be the last snow before the beginning of spring.

Due to the emperor's will, Shen Qiwu had to go to the palace today to report to Han Dong and Master Han, and by the way, he became a classmate with the prince.

She felt that the emperor's arrangement was really inappropriate, and now that she and the crown prince were already nominal husband and wife, it seemed a bit unruly to meet every day like this.

Could this be the so-called premarital love trial in later generations?

This is also popular in this era?

Shen Qiwu was speechless for a while, reluctant and helpless, who called this the emperor's arrangement.

There was a carriage parked outside the gate, and it was snowing slightly.

It's not cold this weather, but with Shen Qiwu's mood today, it's really a little boring.

When I got into the carriage, there was an incense burner on the couch. The interior of the car is a little stuffy and makes people a little drowsy.

Shen Qiwu held the scroll and lay on the couch to rest. Anyway, it's still a while away from the palace, so it's not in a hurry.

In front of the Shen Mansion, Chen Kebin stood here for a quarter of an hour, and some snow fell on his shoulders, making him feel a little cold.

Chen Kebin was holding a picture scroll in his hand, looking at the gate of the Shen Mansion with some confusion, he didn't know why he was standing here.

The two housekeepers of the Shen Mansion also felt strange, it was still snowing outside the mansion, and Chen Gongzi didn't go into the mansion to avoid the snow, so he stood outside stupidly and did something.

The weather seems to be inverted, Chen Kebin opened the picture scroll and closed it again, there was wind and snow, but only the Yiren in the painting was missing.

There is wind and snow, and there are no Iraqi people, which is not a beautiful thing.

Chen Kebin smiled, he knew why he was hesitating at the door of the Shen Mansion. Because of this painting, the wind and snow are people. It should be given to its real owner.

When I raised my eyes, I happened to bump into Huan'er who was in a hurry to go out.

Huan'er was holding an umbrella, and she just felt a little free, so she planned to go to Master Wang's place to have a look. Shen Qiwu told her to do anything, she would take it to heart and not relax at all.

Because she could see the eagerness of the young lady.

When I went out, I happened to see Chen Kebin.

She and Chen Kebin also knew each other, and they had a relationship with the drunken fragrance fairy. I heard from the people in the house that Chen Kebin, who is outstanding in writing, is still a protégé of his master.

"Chen Gongzi, why are you here?" Huan'er was a little surprised, seeing a lot of snow falling on his shoulders, he seemed to have stood for a long time, "Why didn't Gongzi Chen go into the mansion to avoid the snow?" ”

Chen Kebin smiled and looked polite. Naturally, he also inquired about the origin of the girl beside Shen Qiwu.

By every measure, he was a perfect man. The writing is outstanding, polite, and there is a special beauty in the snow wearing a white dress.

"Kebin took the liberty to visit and ask Miss Huan'er to forgive her sins, but I didn't know that Miss Shen was in the house now." Chen Kebin's voice was as warm as jade, and it was a little loud in the snow.

Huan'er shook her head, "Miss just left the mansion, and the sage made a decree to let her enter the palace to study at Master Han's place." ”

"Really?" A hint of disappointment flashed in Chen Kebin's eyes, "I don't know, but Han Dong and Master Han?" ”

"Well, it's Scholar Han Dong." Huan'er nodded.

Han Dong is the leader of the literary world of the Southern School, who has been well-known in the bamboo forest for many years, and is known as Han Fuzi by scholars, which shows that his talent is rare in the world.

Speaking of which, Chen Kebin has some relationship with this Han Dong. Chen Kebin's father, Chen Yang, is also a leader in the literary world, but his academic views are different from Han Dong's, one belongs to the south and the other lives in the north, which is for North Chen South Korea.

These two are the two most prestigious literary masters today, Chen Kebin traveled with his father when he was a child, and naturally visited Han Dong, who was already famous at that time.

"I see." Chen Kebin put his hands behind his back and hid the scroll behind him.

Huan'er saluted slightly, and passed by Chen Kebin with an umbrella.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps.

"Miss Huan'er." Chen Kebin's hand holding the scroll tightened.

Huan'er turned around, looked at him with some doubts, and asked, "Chen Gongzi, is there anything else?" ”

The wind and snow are Iraqi, and there are less Iraqi people. Only the wind and snow, what is there to see?

Chen Kebin squinted his eyes and smiled slightly apologetically, "Kebin was distracted for a while, and he didn't intend to disturb." Miss Huan'er, please be careful on the road. With that, he bowed and departed.

Huan'er looked at his back, a little dazed.

From beginning to end, the pair of Fengxue Yiren was held in Chen Kebin's hand and never unfolded again.

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The carriage slowly walked outside the palace gate and was stopped by the guarded forbidden army.

Shen Qiwu got out of the carriage and couldn't help but be a little irritated when he saw that it was still snowing. She didn't bring an umbrella today, so she could only bathe in the snow and enter the palace.

Although Han Dong is old, he is also a man after all, as a scholar, he naturally does not dare to live in the palace with taboos, and he will rush to the palace every morning to give lectures to the prince.

Coincidentally, today collided with Shen Qiwu, who came to listen to the class.

Naturally, he didn't recognize Shen Qiwu, but he heard that His Majesty had forced a student into him again. This gave him quite a headache, just teaching a prince had already made him anxious, and now there is another student, and his identity is still the future crown princess.

Not only did he become the prince's teacher, but he also came with a crown princess.

Although he felt a little tired, he was very satisfied. What is the purpose of studying, isn't it just to show your ambitions and sell your talents to the emperor's family.

The future emperor and queen are all their own students. What kind of honor is this, how can Han Dong not like it?

When he met Shen Qiwu, he was thinking about his future glory, but he heard someone call him coldly, "The old gentleman is Master Han?" ”

At this time, Han Dong and Shen Qiwu both arrived at the gate of Rongde Palace, it was still snowing in the sky, and Han Dong was also in a hurry to teach the prince.

Shen Qiwu followed the eunuch who led the way, pondering all the way, but hesitated when she arrived at the gate of Rongde Palace, not because she was afraid, but because she didn't want to get along with the prince in any way.

There was also an old gentleman standing in front of the gate of Rongde Palace, with white beard and hair, wearing ordinary gray clothes, and snow on his body.

I don't understand why he is standing outside the palace, but looking at the appearance of people, the old man who can stand at the gate of the prince's palace, Shen Qiwu knows that this is Han Dong.

"You are?" Han Dong looked back, as if he had thought of something, "Are you Shen Qiwu, Mrs. Shen's beloved daughter?" ”

"It's the students." Shen Qiwu bent down and bowed, and bowed to the disciples.

Han Dong was a little satisfied, he touched his beard, and said with a straight face, "I heard that you have good attainments in poetry, but poetry is a trail after all." Reading is the way to go, and you have to keep it in mind. ”

Shen Qiwu nodded.

But she raised her eyebrows slightly.

As soon as he came up, he put on the majesty of a teacher.

Is this considered a horse?