Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Crystal Boy War King

It was rainy in autumn, and it didn't take half a month to come to Kyoto, so it was already the second rain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Xian Ge leaned against the window, his fingers twisted a small note, his face was calm, it was the news that Jingzhou had just come, everything was fine, this mission was just to assist Young Master Zhongwang without a specific explanation, and there was no useful news over there until now.

Xian Ge thought of that man again, even if he only regarded him as his master in his heart, such a person would be tempting!

"What about Your Highness?" The cold voice of the string song sounded in the silence.

"Girl, Your Highness, General Helian of Mojie and His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince of Dashang made an appointment to go to the hunting garden in the western suburbs." The maid, who was incense, paused and replied softly.

"General Helian, the fifth prince ......" Xian Ge didn't make a sound, murmured softly, and his heart turned upside down.

Xian Ge changed into a red narrow sleeve long placket, her long soft hair was tied up with a black and translucent hairpin, and her dark purple eyes were extremely cold, and she was very neat.

Kanen Garden is a tranquil garden located on one of Kyoto's busiest streets. From the outside, this is a good place for the young ladies of Kyoto to spend their time, and there is indeed a hole in the inside.

There are not many people who are qualified to enter the garden, except for the king's grandson and nobles who can be seen by the master, they are all people who are proficient in music and rhythm. Who let the master here be the sixth prince who is proficient in music and rhythm but is frail and sickly!

Xian Ge didn't ride a horse or ride a car alone, and came to the garden leisurely, shook the salute in his hand to the strong man guarding the door, and handed it out. This was sent to the post house yesterday, and it was also the main purpose of the string song to come to Dashang.

With the guide of the boy around, along the road are elegant gardens, flowers and strange stones, string songs can not help but be a little abrupt, the style here and Shuyun Garden is very similar, not to say that the garden is like, but the style of the literati. Turning to the garden behind, Xian Ge paused, tilting his head slightly to listen to the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano flows out like a clear spring, striking on the heartstrings of the listener, high and low, sometimes clear and cold, like a girl whispering her heart, sometimes high as if she has seen her lover and is difficult to suppress......

After finishing the song, Xian Ge couldn't help but step forward and saluted, "Disturb you Yaxing." ”

The man in front of him was dressed in a moon-white robe, with dark sky blue stripes embroidered on the collar and cuffs, his long hair was softly draped over his shoulders, and he was surrounded by a white fox cloak of excellent color, his face was pale and weak, but his eyes contained infinite brilliance.

"The girl doesn't have to be polite, I see that the girl is also a person who understands the rhythm of music!" The young man's voice was very good, his tone was gentle, and he sprinkled it on people's hearts like a drizzle.

"The little girl's string song, the owner of the family is also very fond of music, the string song is familiar to the ear, and I have heard a few tunes."

"It's a guest invited by Uncle Wang." The young man's attitude did not change in the slightest, gentle but alienated, the young man said to the few people listening to the piano, "I am also tired today, Uncle Wang still has guests, a few brothers go to sit outside first!" ”

"That's it, in that case, the sixth prince, you have a good rest first, and we'll come back another day."

"Yes, you need to get some rest."

Several people said goodbye and left one after another.

"Girl, please come with me." The sixth prince turned the wheelchair under him and walked inside.

Xian Ge stepped forward and pushed the weak and clean boy.

"Thank you, girl." The young man said thank you.

"It's abrupt, and I ask the six princes not to blame. Why didn't the six princes order a few people to serve? Xian Ge always has a very weird feeling when he looks at this young man, and blurts out without thinking.

"It's nothing, I just like to be clean and don't like the presence of others." The boy raised his hand and pointed to the road to the right, "Over there." ”

"You say your master is also fond of music? I don't know which one? "What a sound idiot, I can't help but ask!

Xian Ge looked at the starry eyes on the young man's calm and waveless face, and felt a little funny in his heart, what a simple-minded child!

"Yes, the master of the string song is a native of Yan Guo, the third son of the general of Yan Guo, he is also a person who likes music very much, and the young master of the song "Qingping Le" that the sixth prince just talked about has also talked about it, but it is slightly different." Xian Ge pushed the young man, and he thought of that man again, who was also so weak and so elegant.

"yes, what's the difference?" The music-loving teenager was interested and kept asking.

"The Sixth Prince, it's here. If you want to know, I'll tell you about it later, didn't you say you were going to rest now? ”

"It's okay, Uncle Wang, the guest you are waiting for is here!" The boy shouted to the people in the room.

"Got it, Ah Yan, go and rest, and invite the girl in." The man's deep voice came from inside and outside the door, cold as if it was carrying ice ballast.

"String song, huh? Let's go inside. The Sixth Prince looked sideways at Xian Ge, "Don't forget what you promised." ”

"yes, I remember." Xian Ge smiled lightly at the clean young man, this clean creature like an angel is like his young master, maybe many years ago, when the jade-like man was not involved in this whirlpool, he was also so clean and elegant!

The man in the room was the war king of the Great Shang, the youngest living brother of the Shang Emperor, and the youngest son of the first emperor who was a few years younger than the eldest prince. He was also the most brave and warlike general of the Great Shang Dynasty, and he was strong in his early thirties, leaning on the soft couch like that, wearing a black silk robe draped loosely over his body, and he could see the explosive body hidden under the clothes.

With broad shoulders and a thin waist, a sturdy and capable figure like a cheetah ready to fight at any time, and being watched by those eagle eyes, Xian Ge had no doubt that in the next second, this dangerous man would pounce on him and tear himself to the ground. They are also masters, even if the number of roads is different, they also feel the danger of the other party at the first time.

"Sit." The man finally broke the standoff.

"Thank you!" Xian Ge lifted his robe and sat down not far from him, only then did he take a closer look at the face.

The honey-colored skin brought by the perennial battlefield has a hint of delicacy in the facial features, which neutralizes the anger on the man's body, the sword eyebrows are in the sideburns, the thin lips are slightly pursed, and the eyes are like eagles. If it weren't for that gloomy gaze that scared people to death and the ferocious aura that was ready to fight at any time, I am afraid that he would also be a merry prince who fascinated thousands of girls.

At the same time, the war king was also looking at the woman in front of him, she was a master, she could look at him and would not flinch. is a beauty, with jade skin, picturesque eyebrows, and those dark purple eyes, which are even more amorous. is very courageous, and can talk to people like Xiaoliu...... It's just that this woman is too cold, and her beautiful eyes are like ice holes in the nine cold days, and they can't be dissolved.

"I don't know why the prince invited Xian Ge to come?" Xian Ge goes straight to the point, and he can't beat around the bush for such a person.

"Xiange, the maid of the shogunate, is also the right-hand man of the shogunate? I'm right! "The king of war also hit the nail on the head, and put everything he has in his hands on the table.

"I'm very happy to hear you say that, Lord Wang, it's my honor to be able to say that it's the young master's right-hand man." Xian Ge smiled lightly.

"Let's cooperate."

"What kind of cooperation?"

Xian Ge smiled, this prince is also confident, although he is very powerful, but after all, even the camp is different, what kind of cooperation!

"I will help your master to support the person he wants to take the throne, and I will also ensure the safety of the border of Yan Kingdom, and I also hope that Mr. Mu can bring me what I want." The war king shed the skin that did not stick to the political situation, and leaked his own ambition claws.

"The king of war said this strangely, my young master is just an idle scribe, how can he support the monarch? How can you bring the King of War what you want? Xian Ge said coldly.

"Miss Xian Ge doesn't need to refuse in a hurry, you and I understand what this king means, and please think about it." The War King put down the book in his hand and straightened up, the light in his eyes flickering.

"Ke Rong Xiange asked, what does the King of War want?"

"In the royal family, there are a few people with pure hearts like Xiaoliu, I thought the string song girl would understand." The king of war did not refuse or say it explicitly, and his answer was plausible.

There was silence......

"Xian Ge will tell the young master when he goes back." Liang Jiu Xian Song spat out a sentence.

"Well, I'm sure Mr. Maku won't be disappointed." The King of War picked up the wine on the table and raised his glass in the direction of the string song.

"Farewell."

"Please wait a minute, there's something I need to ask the string song girl to explain. Dare to ask if there is a woman in this world who looks similar to the girl? The War King stopped the string song as he got up and was about to leave.

"What do you mean by this?" Xian Ge's face seemed to be cold when he stood still.

"This king has seen a woman before, she looks the same as the string song girl, but I don't think it's the same person, don't hide it from the girl, this king never forgets her, and has always wanted to see her again."

"I'm afraid it's my sister that the prince is talking about, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and Shu Xian Ge can't help the prince."