On the twelfth day, although Zhu Di said that he would leave the capital in the near future and go to Fengyang, the central capital, again, Xiao Yiran deliberately did not ask for a specific date of leaving Beijing. Xiao Yiran really didn't want to have another scene when the ten-mile long pavilion outside the city gate saw off Zhu Di last year. I don't want to be in full view of everyone, and Zhu Di's actions will bring me misunderstandings among high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the capital, especially the misunderstandings of Zhu Li and other princes.

Not only did Xiao Yiran not ask Zhu Di about the specific date of his departure from Beijing, Chu Tian didn't know if he was negligent at the time, or if he was deliberately avoiding this question like Xiao Yiran, he didn't even ask. What Xiao Yiran didn't know was that as Chu Tian, he was not qualified to see off Zhu Di and other princes, so he didn't ask. Unintentionally, it helped Xiao Yiran. Otherwise, Xiao Yiran knew the specific date of Zhu Di's departure, and if he didn't see him off, he would have to bother to find a suitable reason.

In the blink of an eye, it is August 15th, and the sky is also beautiful, and since entering the middle of August, it has been a good sunny day. As soon as night fell, a full moon slowly rose from the eastern sky. Looking at the rising moon in the sky, Xiao Yiran couldn't help but think of those two poems:

It took a round in the sky to come out, and thousands of households looked up.

The Mid-Autumn Festival was originally a day of reunion for thousands of families, but I didn't want to, but I could only be alone, admiring the moon alone. I remember that two years ago, on August 15, I also spent it here alone, although it was the same place, but it was in the eighth year of the Taiping Rejuvenation of the Northern Song Dynasty, on the Zhuangzi of the uncle's house in Jiangning Mansion. Today, it's a home of its own. Compared to two years ago, this is the only difference.

"Miss, try the mooncakes sent by Yanwangfu, they taste really good."

Qingwen and Musk Yue also saw that the young lady seemed to have something on her mind, so they deliberately looked for words to divert Xiao Yiran's attention.

By the way, in the more than ten years of the Northern Song Dynasty, there were no mooncakes to eat during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Xiao Yiran vaguely remembered that the moon cake should have been used to hide the code and time of the uprising in the last years of the Yuan Dynasty, that is, when the current emperor Zhu Yuanzhang was preparing to revolt to overthrow the Mongol rule, so that it could be widely circulated among the people. The original moon cake was just a seasonal snack for the court and the families of dignitaries.

casually took the moon cake handed over by Musk Yue, and Xiao Yiran took a bite lightly. I savored it, and it felt a little different from what I had in college.

"Miss, how does it taste?"

"It's fine."

"This is the best mooncake I've ever tasted, after all, it's something from the Yan Palace, maybe it still flows out of the palace."

Qingwen said beautifully while eating.

Yes, it is not easy for ordinary people to be able to eat the things of the palace, let alone those in the palace.

"Miss, in the festival gifts sent by the palace, there is also wine, do you want to taste it?"

Xiao Yiran looked at Qingwen's expression and knew that she wanted to taste it, so she asked, so she said:

"Then take it out and taste it, and let's try the different taste of the wine in the palace."

As the three people who have been living in the painting boat, they are no strangers to wine, and sometimes accompany the guests to eat, and they can't help but be forced by the guests, and occasionally drink a sip or two.

Next, the three masters and servants drank and admired the moon, especially the lively and articulate Qingwen, who always deliberately said some interesting things in daily life, which made Musk Yue and Xiao Yiran smile. It also temporarily made Xiao Yiran forget the sorrow in his heart and the longing for his parents in the distant Yanshan Mansion in the Northern Song Dynasty.

"Qingwen, Musk Yue, you two are eighteen years old this year, right?"

"Yes, miss, we are the same age, but I am a month older than Musk Yue."

"Do you still have family?"

"I don't remember, Musk Moon and I were also sold to the painting boat when we were three years old, and the previous things are already very vague."

Qingwen, who was a little drunk, showed a trace of sadness in front of Xiao Yiran for the first time.

"Do you feel homesick?"

"When I was a child, I thought about it, especially when I first came, but now I don't want to."

"Have you ever thought about getting married?"

"Why does Mademoiselle ask such a thing again?"

Qingwen lowered her head and stopped answering.

Musk Yue didn't show an embarrassed expression, looked at Xiao Yiran, and said from afar:

"I'll always be with Miss."

"And what if one day I get married?"

"Isn't it possible to be a young lady's dowry? Will Miss dislike us and don't want us? ”

"Hehe, talking about playing, why don't you want you?"

Xiao Yiran looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and then said:

"It's okay if you don't marry in this life."

"How can Miss think that? Miss is not the same as us. ”

"What's the difference?"

Musk Yue was about to answer, but Qingwen interjected.

"Didn't Miss feel the friendship of Lord Yan?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Musk Yue also complained to Qingwen:

"That is, Lord Yan not only has the main concubine, but also the side concubine, how can you make the young lady ......?"

When Musk Moon said this, she didn't say any more.

"Also, what does Lord Yan think?"

Qingwen also thought of this, would Prince Yan let the young lady be a concubine? I underestimated it lowly.

"Actually, King Yan is helping us like this, I'm afraid it has another purpose."

"Miss, what other purpose can Lord Yan have besides?"

"What do you think of King Yan sending Sun Cong to the painting boat?"

"I guess I'm optimistic about the business of the painting boat and want to make a profit from it."

Qingwen didn't think about it, so she said.

Xiao Yiran looked at Musk Yue, and said from afar:

"How could the dignified Yan prince take a fancy to the small profit of the painting boat?"

"Then why is Lord Yan?"

"I've been thinking about it for a long time, and after thinking about it, there's only one answer."

Qingwen and Musk Yue stopped interjecting and waited for Xiao Yiran to continue.

"Since King Yan began to help us, it is estimated that there is a plan to hold the Sun Moon Boat in his hands. In two years, King Yan and several other princes who have reached the age will each return to their respective fiefdoms, that is, they will be vassals. That will inevitably be far away from the capital, especially King Yan, whose fief is in the distant Yanshan Mansion, more than 2,000 miles away from Yingtianfu. ”

"So what?"

"King Yan gives people the feeling that he is a person who will never live under people. will never hide in the distant Yanshan Mansion and be a carefree prince. ”

The reason why Xiao Yiran said this is because she knows the history of the famous "Yan Wang Jingjing" more than ten years later.

"What does Miss mean, does it mean that the purpose of Lord Yan mastering the Sun Moon Boat is to use the Sun Moon Boat as his eyes and ears in the capital?"

"Musk Yue's guess is good, other than that, I'm afraid there is no other intention."

Although Xiao Yiran said so, she actually knew very well in her heart that King Yan had that meaning to herself. It's just that Xu is Zhu Di also took into account that he already had a concubine and a concubine, so because it was difficult to settle himself, he didn't express it clearly.

"Miss's analysis does make sense. If this is the case, Lord Yan's scheming is really deep enough. ”

"The most complicated and dangerous place in the world is the inner courtyard of the palace. If you don't have a certain amount of scheming, it's a question of whether you can live forever, let alone make a career. ”

Because of the flourishing of the opera of the Yuan Dynasty, there are often dramas depicting court infighting, and Qingwen and Musk Yue are no strangers to this.

"Alas, it's still much more comfortable for us ordinary people, although we are often bullied, but we don't have to be like those princes, worrying and intriguing all day long."

"Shhh

Xiao Yiran stopped Qingwen who was open-mouthed, she didn't want to, Qingwen didn't know what she thought, and she actually laughed.

"Qingwen, are you drunk?"

Musk Moon looked at Qingwen who was laughing in confusion.

"You're just drunk, I'm reminded of a poem by the Holy One."

After speaking, Qingwen stood up, cleared her throat, shook her head, and read aloud:

"The rooster crows and pouts,

The rooster crows twice and pouts twice;

Three calls out to Fuso,

Sweep away the remnants of the stars and the dawn moon. ”

Before Qingwen finished reading, Musk Yue was already laughing and couldn't straighten her waist. Xiao Yiran has also heard this poem, although it is vulgar, but it also has an extraordinary tone.

"You two are really crazy, and the holy poems dare to be used for entertainment? Fortunately, it was the three of us who lived here. If you can't help it outside for a while, then what's the point? ”

The three of them laughed and laughed for a while, and the topic went around and around, and they were always inseparable from Zhu Di, the king of Yan.

"Miss, didn't you see the scene when Zhu Lin and Zhu Yi came to give the festival gift that day."

Xiao Yiran heard Qingwen suddenly mention the matter of giving a festival gift, and couldn't help but look at her and asked:

"What's wrong?"

The Boxing Gift of Yanwangfu was sent on the afternoon of August 13, when Xiao Yiran happened to be in the room to listen to Sun Cong come to report on the business of Sun Yuefang in the past month, and did not show up.

"That day, Zhu Yi had been peeking at Musk Yue."

When Musk Yue heard this, she immediately pounced on Qingwen, trying to stop her from continuing.

"Why did you peek at the Musk Moon?"

Qingwen replied breathlessly while avoiding Musk Yue:

"Originally, Zhulin and I were counting the items on the gift list, but we didn't pay attention at first. It was only when Zhu Lin shouted to Zhu Yi to put the gifts in order that I glanced up. As a result, Zhu Yi didn't hear Zhu Lin's shout at all, and his eyes looked directly at Musk Yue, who was fiddling with gifts. ”

"Miss, don't listen to Qingwen's nonsense, what's the matter?"

"Why not, it wasn't until Zhu Lin coughed loudly that Zhu Yi came back to his senses, and when he saw that I was looking at him, his face turned red, and he hurriedly lowered his head."

"Musk Moon?"

Xiao Yiran called Musk Yue as if for verification.

"How can Miss listen to Qingwen's nonsense, didn't Zhu Lin and Qingwen look at Qingwen intently for a long time when they were on the gift list that day?"

"Are you looking at the gift list?"

"If you're looking at a gift list, why would someone blush?"

Xiao Yiran stopped Qingwen and Musk Yue from continuing to frolic and said word by word:

"As far as I know, Zhu Lin and Zhu Yi are both in their early twenties, and they haven't married yet."

"Miss?!"

Qingwen and Musk Yue complained to Xiao Yiran in unison.

The three of them played until the bright moon was west, and then they went back to their rooms to sleep.