A few days have passed, Song Zizhou's injury has already healed, he is a smart person, but he will catch the road by accident. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Although he is under house arrest now, this may still be a good thing for him at this time. He is too young now, has no power of his own, and has no right to speak, so he just took this opportunity to fade out of everyone's sight and keep his eyes in obscurity.

Song Zizhou got up every day to practice as usual, and the thunder did not change. The rest of the time I shut myself in the study to read, one of the great advantages of being a prince is that even if the palace people are harsh, there will be no shortage of façade-dressing things like books.

During the period when Song Zizhou was under house arrest, Sanshunzi was his eyes, and he regularly reported to him on matters in the palace every day. On this day, Sanshunzi came to report the major events, and the queen asked Concubine Zhong to go to the White Horse Temple to chant for a month in the name of praying for the queen mother. Of course Concubine Zhong doesn't follow, let alone a month in the harem, it is possible to be replaced within a day. The queen banned Concubine Zhong's feet in the name of unfilial piety, and she was not allowed to take a step out of the palace gate within three months, and the angry Concubine Zhong smashed several sets of tea bowls.

The waves in the harem were surging, Song Zizhou was keenly aware of the abnormality, the queen had no children, why did she tear her face with Concubine Zhong? Although he didn't know it for the time being, as long as Concubine Zhong was deflated, he would be in a good mood.

"Bring me my harp! Get another jug of wine! Sanshunzi also noticed the master's good mood today, and went out of the palace to give two instructions, and the little eunuch sent it after a while.

"Master, I've brought the piano and wine." Sanshunzi was holding the piano, followed by a little eunuch holding wine.

Song Zizhou lay on the soft couch and waved his hand at them, "Put it on the table, you all stand down." He got up and walked over to the desk, took a sip of wine, and tried his voice. remembered the scene when Song Ziming came to make trouble before, their palaces were very close to each other, and there was a disturbance here, and they could hear it there.

In order to prevent Song Ziming from making trouble again, he held the piano in one hand and the wine in the other, and dodged into the space. This time it still appeared in the Wangchun Pavilion where I left last time, and this is a good place to play the qin. When he saw that there was still a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table, he first put the piano and wine on the stone bench, raised his hand and collected all the paper and pens on the table, and then saw the piece of paper pressed down by the paperweight, which said "Who are you?" Song Ziming smiled lightly, he already knew that he was not the only one in this space, and seeing that this handwriting was a little girl, he had a heart of teasing and wrote "Zhiling Shangxian" casually. I pressed the paper under the piano, poured myself a glass of wine, and played a song casually, and at the end of the song, I felt much more comfortable, and then I realized how childish my behavior was.

Don't take this piano out, put it in the space for the time being, the sound of the piano is the most suitable to expose people's moods, and it is not suitable in the palace. He walked down the pavilion faintly and walked in the direction of the day tower, and the other side of the pavilion was still white, and he couldn't see it clearly, and he couldn't step over.

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Rilou is a two-story attic, Song Zizhou came to the study on the first floor, this is the first time he came to Rilou's study, push open the book door only to find that there is a cave, he is more and more convinced that this space is from the hand of a certain immortal. Judging from the appearance, this Yuelou is only the size of two rooms, but when you walk in, this study is about the size of his entire Zhaochun Palace. This is the real study, the layers of bookshelves are full of books, Song Zizhou is very surprised, but he is also a little worried, how many books he has finished reading. He reached out and took a copy, "The Art of War", after seeing the title of the book, Song Zizhou's eyes lit up, isn't this already extinct? ! Could it be that there are a lot of unique books here?! Reached out and took down two more copies, "Thirty-six Records and Jiuyang True Scripture!" "In addition to the military book, there are also exercises here?!" Haha, this is God wants me to rise in Song Zizhou! Usually I only practice fist and foot kung fu, but now I even have the Heart Sutra, hahaha..."Song Zizhou, who is only eight years old, can't calm his anger and can't be lustful, not to mention that there is no one else here, he doesn't want to suppress it anymore."