After Ming Huan returned to Renshou Palace to greet the Queen Mother, he found an excuse to prepare his surprise mysteriously. In fact, if you say it's a surprise, you should think about getting a table.

My mother rested in Renshou Palace last night, and Ming Huan estimated that she would return tomorrow. After being in the palace for so many days, being taken care of by my great-grandmother, I came to express my gratitude, and secondly, I sat together and had fun.

The Queen Mother didn't know Ming Huan's careful thoughts, and everyone tacitly said that they just secretly told those palace servants and maids to be careful with Bao Junjun, so as not to make her tired.

Renshou Palace has its own small kitchen, and Emperor Yongle carefully selected a few to send to the Empress Dowager's Palace, so the meals on weekdays do not go to the imperial dining room.

said that she made a table by herself, but she didn't have to cook it herself, she just moved her mouth, after all, the chef of Renshou Palace was not in vain, although what Ming Huan said was a little strange and special, but they still quickly understood, she gave a few more words to pay attention to, and walked away with the red sleeve's hand. She worries that if she doesn't leave, this group of people will probably want to roll out the red carpet in the kitchen.

The delicious food is done, and there needs to be a good atmosphere. Ming Huan explained what he was going to arrange, and the red sleeves watched and supervised, and during the period, he also went to chat with his great-grandmother.

In the end, I took a few music scores and went to the music bureau to find Mr. Qi. Speaking of which, thanks to Mr. Qi's release of water, she was able to get her beloved things out of the clouds, but after being in the palace for more than half a month, she never went to the music bureau, and Ming Huan was very embarrassed.

The music bureau is located in the palace to study music theory, which is not specifically for the entertainment of nobles, such as princesses and harem concubines who want to learn music theory or banquets and major celebrations are indispensable to the music bureau. Although Mr. Qi is not in charge of the music bureau, he has a special status and superb music, so he has a separate small attic.

Ming Huan followed the palace maid who led the way to a small attic, called Liuyin Pavilion, and vaguely heard a piece of fairy music, but it was repeated in the middle and couldn't continue, which was regrettable. She made a silent gesture, and the voice of the small maid was stillborn before she could say it.

Mr. Qi, who was immersed in his own world, didn't notice Ming Huan's arrival at all, and his brows were tightly locked, as if something was wrong. She stopped stroking the qin, leaned sideways and wrote on the desk next to her, but as she wrote, she crumpled the rice paper full of writing and threw it directly on the ground. Ming Huan picked up the paper ball on the ground and stretched it out to see that there were some tunes on it.

Alas... This is a bad idea!

Ming Huan hummed these melodies in his heart, and he only felt that it was light and good, but it was indeed incomplete and full of music theory. Ming Huan actually doesn't have much talent, he just relies on hobbies and diligence! She can't reach the realm of Mr. Qi, so she can't help her.

But you can let her listen to a song and see if it can help her calm down. Ming Huan found a place and touched the light outside the clouds, and the quiet and slow melody flowed slowly. Mr. Qi did not look back, but closed his eyes and listened quietly.

After a song, Mr. Qi calmed down and looked at Ming Huan behind him, "Baojunjun is really rude, it makes you laugh."

Ming Huan was relieved: "Where, Mr. is also obsessed with music theory and is too forgetful." Judging from this melody, it must be another amazing work."

Mr. Qi sighed for a long time, "Junjun said and laughed"

The palace maid next to her wanted to scold Mr. Qi for being too casual with Baojunjun, so she didn't get up and give up her seat or salute. Ming Huan noticed it, shook his head slightly, and the palace maid led by him had no choice but to swallow the flower back.

"Presumably Jun Jun also heard it, I wanted to compose a song on a whim that went through ups and downs and returned to the hidden garden, but I always felt that something was missing, I don't know what advice Jun Jun has?"

"How dare Ming Huan get an axe in front of Mr. Qi"

Hearing this, Mr. Qi's eyes were a little gloomy.

"However, Ming Huan has a word to say, if it is not good, please forgive Mr. Qi", Ming Huan carefully used words, people who engage in art have their own personality habits, what if she stabs Mr. Qi in the heart? Vaccinations are not permitted

"The county gentleman said that it doesn't matter, I am a fan of the authorities"

It's really good to talk..." Mr.'s song gives people a kind of tranquility of retreating to the countryside, and the tranquility reveals an unrestrained lightness, which makes people yearn for it, but there is a lack of a sense of detachment and indifference in the back."

Mr. Qi heard Ming Huan's words and fell into deep thought.

"Sir, Ming Huan thinks that qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are elegant things for self-cultivation, but they can be immersed but not lost. When the strings are tight, they are loose, and when the heart is tired, they rest", Ming Huan consciously sorted out the words that were quite Buddhist in his mind, alas... Really, I want to be a delicate little white flower, but I don't want to be a confidant flower, how can I do this kind of thing all day long.

Ming Huan persuaded Mr. Qi to combine work and rest, but Mr. Qi broke it and carried out a deep comprehension, suddenly got up with a big understanding, and bowed deeply to Ming Huan: "Please accept my worship, I am sorry for the Junjun to mention it, I have been studying music theory for so long, and I have made such a simple mistake"

This surprise was so big that Ming Huan almost jumped to his feet, this Mr. Qi is really... Is...... Politely, she covered her mouth and pretended to cough a few times, "Why is Mr. and Ming Huan so different?" ”

The real beauty frowned, both men and women will have pity, not to mention the simple-hearted Mr. Qi is even more mixed feelings, "It's me who is wrong, the girl must not take it to heart"

"That's it, Mr. is not allowed to be polite to Ming Huan anymore", Ming Huan smiled worriedly, and she asked the palace maid to hand over the few music scores she asked her mother to bring into the palace.

Mr. Qi took it and flipped a few pages casually, her expression became more and more excited, and she asked in disbelief, "Is this really for me?" ”

Sure enough, the gift had to be sent to her heart, and she smiled lightly: "Ming Huan came here this time to give these scores to Mr. At the Six Arts Meeting, if it weren't for Mr. ruining his reputation, how could Ming Huan get the unicorn jade card and get the beloved Yunwai Streamer"

Those who are called celebrities and gentlemen, who do not have an unsurpassed status and prestige accumulated over decades, otherwise it is impossible to enter the palace and become a unicorn jade brand. Therefore, the average defender doesn't want to lose, can't lose!

"But ......"

"Sir, don't excuse me. Ming Huan knew that his skills were not as good as others, but he really liked the streamer outside the clouds, so he received the unicorn jade card. Moreover, Mr. also knows that Ming Huan is weak, and the elders in the family love me, and they don't want me to do more research again. What's more, I also copied a copy, so don't say anything to reject Ming Huan sir."

"Huh...... The girl is smart, and I have nowhere to refute what she says, so I will accept it cheekily. ”

For true fanatics of music theory, getting this score is really like a treasure, and I think it is a rare treasure. Seeing this, Ming Huan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the debt of human affection was the most difficult to repay.

Mr. Qi carefully stroked the score and sighed: "I don't know who can write such a masterpiece?" ”

Ming Huan wouldn't say that they were made by himself, "Huh...... Mr. must also know that Ming Huan was born and raised in Bianzhou when he was a child, and Ming Huan also got the only book by chance. However, this world is so big, there are many hermits", the cultural heritage of thousands of years in China is not a joke, and you can benefit a lot from remembering a little bit of it.

"Indeed, there are people outside the heavens"

Ming Huan looked at Mr. Qi in a good mood, "Speaking of which, Ming Huan is still doing a favor today, like asking Mr. for help."

"Haha...... Although the jun said, to say something rude, I am introducing the girl as a confidant and friend."

Ming Huan revealed that her youngest daughter was shy, as if she was afraid that the palace maids would overhear, so she leaned into Mr. Qi's ear and whispered softly.

……

The Si Le Bureau is harmonious and warm everywhere, and Renshou Palace is not far behind, the Queen Mother is old, and more often she stays in her own dormitory, this is not Mrs. Ye and Mrs. Ye chatted around the Queen Mother, chatting and chatting Somehow put it on Ming Huan.

The Queen Mother was keenly aware that they had the idea of recruiting a son-in-law for Jiaojiao. She had a cold face, quite aggrieved: "You treat the mourning family as an outsider, and it is so hard to hide it from the mourning family."

Mrs. Ye: "......"

Mrs. Ye: "......"

"Wow~ I'm still frowning now, and sure enough, it's the hand of the daughter who got married, and now my elbows are not facing the mourning family."

Old Madam Ye: Jin Niang, hurry up and talk about remedy!

Mrs. Ye: Mother, this is your queen mother, or you are better off

Old Madam Ye: This is for your daughter.

Mrs. Ye: This is also your granddaughter

Old Madam Ye was defeated.

"If it weren't for the mourning family who kept asking you what kind of wishful husband you were going to find for Jiaojiao, how long would you plan to hide it from me?"

Old Madam Ye hurriedly said, "Auntie, Jiaojiao is only thirteen, and we are just thinking about it like this." I want to wait for her to be older and then tell you, which will save Ah Niang from worrying. We feel sorry for you and don't want you to bother."

Queen Mother: "Hmph......"

"Yes~ The Queen Mother, you also know, my mother feels sorry for you the most, where is she willing to let you bother more. If there is something really going on, I won't hide it from anyone. Speaking of which, Jiaojiao has the love of the Queen Mother and her mother, and she will definitely be happy in the future, and I can save some money as a mother."

The Queen Mother's attitude softened a lot, and Mrs. Ye and the others continued to coax with their three-inch incorruptible tongue skills.

After a long time, the Queen Mother was quite arrogant and said: "That's it, the mourning family is not angry." Jiaojiao is still young, and she is a delicate and weak girl, and your plans are not unreasonable. The more the Queen Mother thinks about it, the more feasible it is, but in this way, the status of her husband is low, "Will this wronged Jiaojiao?" ”

"There is Yefu, there is us, where does Jiaojiao have to care about this vain thing"

"Hmm", the Queen Mother nodded approvingly. Now there are a lot of children from major families, but they are deeply involved in the open and secret, and everyone's housewife is not so easy to do. As a person who has come over, the Queen Mother deeply knows how important marriage is in a woman's life.

The three of them hit it off, and they were actually thinking about how to find a wishful man for Ming Huan.

But not everywhere is warm and beautiful

For example...... The main hall of Yihua Palace

The palace maids on both sides were silent, the atmosphere dropped to freezing, and they were breathing carefully, for fear that Concubine Ran would notice them.

A song and harmony: "King An arrives"

Ran Guifei's eyes were cold, and she looked at the son she once regarded as all her hopes. Since when has he become more and more involved with himself? So far, I have done so many things behind my back.

"Ahem...", one coughed and reminded Ran Guifei to pay attention to her expression.

The cold color dissipates in vain, and only love remains!