Chapter 4 The little handsome guy of the royal family
The moment his knees hit the ground, Yao Qinghua's eyes couldn't help but be stunned as soon as his eyes touched the young man's face, isn't this a juvenile version of Zhu Zhanji?
The ivory-white skin and the classical triangular eyes?
"Zhu Zhanji......." Yao Qinghua couldn't help but pop up this name in his mouth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"What do you call me?" The young man brought his handsome face close to her, and a pair of Danfeng triangular eyes were both familiar and unfamiliar.
"Zhu Zhanji's ....."
The kingly demeanor of the young man who was not angry and arrogant made her throat tight, and Yao Qinghua's vocal cords trembled and repeated these three words, and her voice was as low as a mosquito.
"Haha, it's strange that you, a country girl, actually called my name! But my name is Zhu Zhanji, not Zhu Zhanji, by the way, this is the difference between your Beijingers and our southern accents, right? ”
Oh, it turns out that I'm in Beijing? Yao Qinghua seemed to have thought of something.
At this moment, a trace of an innocent smile bloomed on the young man's cold and hard face, like a frozen glacier, Yao Qinghua immediately had a feeling of facing the sea and spring blossoming.
"Zhu Zhanji?" She recited it silently in her heart, quickly used her historical knowledge to turn it in her mind, and immediately solemnly saluted: "The people's daughter sees the emperor's grandson!" ”
"You know how to be polite, but my name is not necessarily known even to ordinary court officials, how do you know? Recruit from the truth. A trace of uneasiness passed through the bottom of the emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji's heart, and he looked at the ragged wild girl in front of him again.
I saw that she was wearing the palace-style double screw bun preferred by adult girls in Jiangnan, this hairstyle looked a little funny for the stunted little girl in front of her, and it was also very incompatible with her ragged clothes.
On a malnourished little pointed face, only the eyes were beautiful. The eyes were not big, but they were flexible, like two lively little fish swimming in their sockets.
"Well, it's not difficult." Yao Qinghua quickly rolled his eyes, "Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang considered that as his descendants multiplied, his names might be repeated, so he drew up 20 characters for the lineage of the descendants of his 24 sons, each of which is a lifetime. You are a descendant of the fourth Fang Yan Wangfu, and your lineage is 'Gao Zhan Qi sees you, and Hou Zai Yi is often ......'. As for the last word in your name, Taizu stipulates that it must be a word with five elements as the side, and the five elements are in the order of "fire, earth, metal, water, and wood". ”
As soon as she said these words, the young man in front of her became even more uneasy, "Even you know this? ”
Yao Qinghua's intestines are all repentant, who told her that she always likes to show off her character of a scholar who knows astronomy and geography? She hurriedly rolled her eyes and said: "My mother is from Jiangnan, and in her early years, she worked as a scribe in charge of the classics in the Zongren Mansion, so I have seen the name document of Taizu. ”
Zhu Zhanji, the imperial grandson, looked at the wild girl in front of her, her eyes were like little fox bones, although her explanation could not be confirmed, but looking at the "double snail bun" she combed, her mother was also from Jiangnan, not to mention that although this girl's eyes turned badly, there was no malice in her eyes, but she seemed to show a special closeness and love for him.
Maybe it was the natural environment of the wild sky, or maybe it was the innocent and romantic natural nature of children, which made him immediately let down his guard, forget his identity as the emperor's grandson, forgive this girl, and throw the slightest doubt just now into the clouds.
"Wild girl, show me the way, I'm going to see the crops in your field." The imperial grandson ordered, anyway, this is also the task set by the imperial grandfather for himself.
"I took the wrong medicine, the crops don't have noses and eyes, what's so good." Yao Qinghua wanted to roll her eyes at the little emperor and grandson domineeringly, but as soon as her eyes met the eyes of this handsome little emperor and grandson, she immediately replied obediently: "Yes." ”
Damn, is this the servility attached to me by my ancient costume clothes, or is the electricity that this little royal handsome guy comes with too much?
I, Yao Qinghua, am not the one who can't open his mouth when he sees a handsome guy, and he can't open his legs.
Oh, by the way, it must be the little handsome guy's eyes that are doing tricks, who called it so similar to Zhu Zhanji.
Yao Qinghua is happy that he finally found a reasonable explanation and saved his character.
Tonight, the moon is as round as someone has polished, the sky is as clear as washed by water, it is March, all kinds of crops are being jointed and tasseled, and the evening breeze brings the fragrance of wisps of flowers and leaves.
"By the way, what's your name?" The imperial grandson asked naturally.
She paused for a moment, her heart moved, and she rushed out: "Yao Qinghua, don't you know me?" We are classmates in elementary, junior high, high school, and college......"
Although the royal boy in front of him is far from his male god Zhu Zhanji, with that similar eye, Yao Qinghua inexplicably hopes, will Zhu Zhanji also be reborn?
Since he can clearly know his true identity and modern memories, what about Zhu Zhanji?
So she's going to test him!
However, the imperial grandson in front of him looked confused, "What are you talking about high school and university, are they the "University" and "The Mean" in the Four Books and Five Classics, why are you taking these books for me?" Aren't you too fu? What's your name? ”
Yao Qinghua was speechless, so he had to pretend to be confused and clear his throat: "My surname is Wu, and my name is Erhong." ”
"Wu Erhong? Two red? So you should have a sister or brother in front of you? ”
She was stunned for a moment, she didn't think of this layer, she really should have a sister or brother? But I haven't seen a third person at home today, except for "Daddy".
Zhu Zhanji, the crown prince, saw that this girl who was talking like a river just now seemed to be at a loss to her family members, so he took a few steps with a little avoidance and distanced himself from her.
Yao Qinghua took the opportunity to study the handsome imperial grandson again, he did not wear a crown on his head, but only tied his long hair back in a dark silk sac, hanging behind him. The width of the bag is about two inches, and the length is more than a foot. It can be seen that he has been keeping his hair for a long time.
Children in the Ming Dynasty had the custom of shaving their hair, and the children of the royal family were no exception. It was not until he was more than ten years old that he began to grow his hair, and after a year of hair retention, he chose an auspicious day to "enter the bag", making it with dark silk in winter and using dark yarn in summer.
At this time, the winter has long passed, but the spring cold is expected to be steep, although the weather in Beijing has been considered warm, it may be for the southerners, it is still bitter cold, so the young man's head is still the silk bag that binds his hair in winter, but for the Ming Dynasty royal family who strictly abides by the clothing system, it can also be seen that this young man is deeply loved by the emperor and can be broken.
However, since he has not tied his hair and worn a crown, it means that he is noble, but he is still far from the right for the time being. Because the hair is tied and crowned, in the Ming Dynasty is a sign of whether you can exercise power.
In fact, the hair is not directly related to age. In order to firmly grasp the power, the forces behind some princes began to let the prince perform the crown salute at the age of six or seven.
A little prince with no rights suddenly went to the countryside, what does it mean?
Maybe it's worse than me.
She leisurely let the imperial grandson walk in front of her, like a pet dog released by herself, she can't run a few steps, and she will always come back to find her owner.
Sure enough, a moment later, the imperial grandson turned back and said in horror, "Listen, what's the voice in front of you?" ”