Chapter Seventy-Seven: There Are Wisdom Roots

The lobby should be solemn and not make a sound, but the upstairs doesn't care so much.

"Why did the great teacher choose the princess as his successor? It's been so long, and I can't see where Huigen is. ”

A male ceremonial officer said to his colleague.

"The great master has never missed people, it should really have a wise root."

"But Her Royal Highness the princess is learning too slowly these days, I have never seen such a dull one, and I have been working hand and foot for many months, and I am not as good as the new batch of little minions!"

"Shhhhhhh

"The skyscraper is not under the control of the emperor, and besides, who of you dares to say it? Who would dare? The surrounding group of ceremonial officials pouted.

"But the great master has brought Her Royal Highness the princess for so long, it feels like it's real."

A female ceremonial officer said, "I have never seen a great master so gentle with his apprentices, he never personally disciplined the newcomers before, and he didn't even give him a straight eye." ”

"Then if the princess is really made a great teacher, then the others, will they never have a chance again?" This sentence was to the point, and many of the older ceremonial officials were silent.

The great master has presided over the skyscraper for decades, and he has been especially honored since the emperor was there.

In recent years, the great division has often gone out and wandered, so it has been rumored everywhere that the great division may not be far from retiring.

When the great master retired, he must choose a junior who is enough to take on the great responsibility to inherit the Ferris Tower, and his disciples in his early years have secretly riveted enough strength to compete openly and secretly, just hoping to get this seat.

After all, the skyscraper is a pure land outside the world that the Dagao Dynasty can't easily control even the imperial power, and having a skyscraper almost means that you can compete with the emperor.

Although there is no secular power, the power of faith among the people of Lebanon should not be underestimated.

However, such a good abacus has broken the saying of "Tianlinfu General".

For a time, this princess Yuning who fell from the sky became the biggest enemy of the skyscraper.

"Say no more!" A ceremonial officer who had been staring at the topic below and was not involved in the topic hurriedly reminded, "Look! Look! Everyone's eyes were once again focused on the open space in front of the idol, and the confusion on people's faces gradually turned to amazement.

Drums, dance steps, candlelight.

The figures dancing in the lobby are like moths fluttering towards the flames.

After the evening dance of the first moon, he fixed his steps in an extremely difficult and soft and graceful posture.

The ceremonial officials next to him were all stunned, and Song Ling didn't blink for a long time.

Chu Yuewan raised her eyes to take a look, and a big smile bloomed on her face: "Master! Did Yuning do it right this time! Yue Qinghuan rolled up his sleeves and put away the tambourine, and looked at her appreciatively: "Completely correct." ”

The early moon night cheered and jumped among the ceremonial officials with a kingfisher-like robe.

Sure enough, with the rhythm of the music, the movements that the little princess had trained before didn't need to think about it at all, and they could be displayed naturally.

It seems that the previous worries were completely unnecessary.

Yue Qinghuan smiled lightly.

"Your Highness the Princess."

Yue Qinghuan called out to her.

"Master!" The first moon night hurriedly ran back happily.

"Strike while the iron is hot?" Yue Qinghuan asked for her opinion.

"Good~" The early moon evening ignited the fighting spirit.

"Good!" Yue Qinghuan ordered the ceremonial officer to set up the instrument, "Then today, we will complete the entire "Moon God Music". ”

Chu Yuewan was even more surprised than the surrounding officials: "But...... May I? Yue Qinghuan cast a firm look at her.

…… Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is almost the end of the year.

The practice of the Ferris Tower came to an end, and Yue Qinghuan said that he could give her a big vacation.

In winter, the skyscraper is covered with snowflakes, like a delicate white jade carving.

Yue Qinghuan came to the long steps to see him off, and in the early moon, he was wrapped in a fluffy and thick coat and jacket, revealing only a peach-like face, stepping on a series of small footprints on the snow.

"I'll see you next year, Master."

The first moon said to him respectfully.

Yue Qinghuan looked down at her: "On Chinese New Year's Eve, Her Royal Highness the Princess is pleased in the Zhaohua Hall.

At that time, the teacher will pray for Dagao, and if he can't go, he wishes in advance that Her Royal Highness the princess will show what she has learned this year, and everything will go well. ”

"Borrow Master's auspicious words."

Chu Yuewan agreed.

Every Chinese New Year's Eve, the palace invites ceremonial officials to dance to please the gods, and the skyscraper and the ceremonial ministry are sure to send the best wizards on stage.

As the successor of the great power teacher, Chu Yuewan must prove to everyone that he is worthy of taking over the skyscraper.

This is a duty, even as the emperor's favorite princess, she can't escape it.

Perhaps, it is precisely because he is the one who is expected to be the one who is expected to perform better than others.

To say that you are not nervous is false.

In the early moon, he rubbed his hands together, and a pair of gloves embroidered with jade rabbits were like small balls rolling around.

"Don't be afraid, the progress of Her Royal Highness the princess these days is in the eyes of the teacher."

Yue Qinghuan squatted in the snow and looked at her comfortingly.

Chu Yuewan nodded, and suddenly remembered something.

"Master."

She looked at the light robe on the other party's body and was curious, "Master always wears so little, won't it be cold?" Yue Qinghuan smiled: "As a teacher, you are not afraid of the cold." ”

He almost only wears a single robe throughout the year, and he walks like he floats, but he only knows in the evening of the early moon that even when it snows heavily, he wears it directly outdoors.

"Master."

Chu Yuewan was even more surprised, "Are you an immortal?" Yue Qinghuan rubbed the top of her head: "I'm not, I'm just a 'matchmaker' between heaven, earth and people." ”

Chu Yuewan tilted her head and thought about it, and said, "Will Yuning also be a matchmaker in the future?" ”

"Your Royal Highness, maybe it's different."

I don't understand it very well in the early moon.

Yue Qinghuan didn't click too much, slowly stood up, and looked at the other person who appeared in the wind and snow on the long steps.

On weekdays, he is always dressed in silver and white, but at this time, he has changed into an ink-colored fur coat, like a stone monument standing in the snow.

Yun Jinshu, who was about to stand on a snowdrift, noticed his gaze, raised his head and looked at him silently for a while, then turned his gaze away and shouted, "Evening! The first moon above turned and ran towards him.

"Little uncle!" The first moon hit him like a snowball into his arms.

"Let's go home."

Yun Jinshu picked her up, turned around and walked down the stairs.

"Is my uncle coming to the palace to see the dancing god this year?" Chu Yuewan asked, leaning on his shoulder.

"Of course it's coming."

Yun Jinshu said, "This is Wanwan's first time on stage, how can I miss it?" The first moon rubbed against his face, the brim of his hat slipped from the top of his head, and the snowflakes fell on his black hair.

"If the hat falls off, it's going to catch a cold."

Yun Jinshu reached out to help her pull the brim of the cloak back.

"Don't."

Chu Yue Wanjiao refused, "I want to go to Baitou with my little uncle every night!" Yun Jinshu looked at her, but he couldn't bear to refute: "Okay, then let's stay with Wanwan." ”

This sentence made the little guy happy, and the silver bell-like voice laughed especially beautifully.

Yun Jinshu shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The strange dream before slowly became less mindful as time passed.

Wanwan also said that he would not be disgusting, and Yun Jinshu felt a lot relieved.

Those words in the evening are just children who don't understand yet, and there are always people around who like to chew the root of the tongue, so it is inevitable that she will learn it.

Yun Jinshu wanted to check it out before, who taught her this.

But...... Forget it, it's good to make her happy now.

Anyway, when I grow up, I will definitely find someone I really like, and I won't talk about marrying my uncle anymore.

"Let's grow up well."

Yun Jinshu thought in his heart, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

…… The end of the year was very lively, and just after the fifth birthday of the first moon, I heard that a large number of camels and convoys were coming from the southwest, loaded with exotic treasures, and were about to arrive in Beijing.

The news in the palace is still well-informed, and Fleur has already ordered everyone to tell them not to add too much fuel and vinegar.

But the people in the palace are usually so bored that they count how many snowflakes there are in a ball of snow, and how many petals each snowflake has, so it is impossible for them to control their mouths.

No, Fu Hui had just finished ordering the people on the side of Jiaofang Palace, and Chu Yongyi, who came to visit the door, directly pulled out everything with a big mouth.

"This time, it is said that a lot of big beetles, big centipedes, and big spiders have been transported."

Chu Yongyi deliberately pulled Chu Yuewan mysteriously and said, "The spider over there is covered with shiny long hair, one eye on each foot, a total of sixteen eyes on the whole body, and a circle of fangs around the stomach. ”

"Wow......" The early moon is late and believes it to be true.