Happy times are always short-lived, compared to the brocade clothes and jade food of the Guogong Mansion, Zhao Xian still feels that the days of the Ping family's small courtyard are comfortable, and the company of flower language allows him to relive the warmth of the previous world of the two. Of course, there are also some special elements that were not there before, such as flowers before the moon, arms and arms, and the ambiguous and charming taste is self-evident.

It's a pity that under the shy and conservative nature of Huayu, she refused to give in until she got married. Zhao Xian searched up and down, teasing her hand and mouth for a long time, and only teased the flower language for a few days and didn't dare to see anyone, but still didn't give in to her tenacious will, so she had to retreat and teach her some chest pushes and other methods, looking at her skillful and dignified, closing her eyes and pretending to be calm and shy to answer, but also happy.

The next day, Zhao Xian did not inform the old man An, took Empress Xiao's decree, and ran to the Xie family to propose marriage, there was a precursor to Fuguotang to support Zhao Xian to go to Wuchang, and now a marriage did not stir up too much turmoil, but there was some surprise to Empress Xiao personally giving marriage.

As for how they guessed Zhao Xian, he didn't care, anyway, he stepped on the two boats of Anjia and Fuguotang, and no one could do anything to him at present.

However, Zhao Xian ran to Xie Jia's marriage, but Yijun was sour, and he hooked up with the girl again after a day's work, and only after understanding that it was the language of flowers, did he suddenly realize.

In this way, Zhao Xian's identity as an An Li'er was also recognized by her, but now it doesn't matter whether Zhao Xian is really An Li'er or not, he can inherit the An family's military power to help Northern Qi achieve its goal, Yijun didn't say anything.

In the blink of an eye, February bottomed out. According to the original plan, it is now the wedding date with Huang Tiantian, but it is a pity that so many things have happened in just a few months, so the great dream of Zhao Xian's wife and children to be hot on the kang has been ruined.

At the same time, the day of the Guozijian Painting Association has also arrived, and Hua Yu hid in the small courtyard and did not go out on the grounds of marrying people, so she did not have to worry about being harassed by Xu Ziqing, but due to Liu Feiyue's kind invitation, Zhao Xian had to change into civilian clothes. With Yijun. Miss An, who had appeared out of nowhere, went to Guozijian together.

In today's light rain, Zhao Xian jumped off the horse with a bone, and the misty rain sprinkled on his face. It makes people feel refreshed. In the distance, the misty green hills were hidden in a thin rain mist. It's like a fairy with a veil, extraordinarily seductive.

A large complex of buildings in the spring rain, hidden between the mountains and forests. It is like the dwelling place of the immortals, everywhere is elegant, and there is a statue of Confucius in front of the door, which is more than four meters high, and looks very magnificent.

Turning around and leading Yijun out of the carriage, Zhao Xian opened his arms again, and said with a smile: "Miss An, come and I'll take you down, don't worry, I will definitely not take a maneuver." ”

An Birou was dressed in a green skirt, leaning on the wheel, looked at Zhao Xian who was waiting, and then glanced at Yijun who was pretending to go elsewhere, snorted lightly and did not speak, took the hand of the maid Luhe, carefully got out of the carriage, stepped on the slippery bluestone pavement, and hung a few drops of water on her face in an instant.

"It's raining heavily, Xianlang, you don't want Lin to break your body." Yijun carried the hem of her skirt and walked lazily, holding a colored paper umbrella to protect Zhao Xian from the rain, and her slender legs set off the infinite grace of her figure, like a newly bloomed rose, floating in the middle of the clear water.

"That's because God is so impressed by your beauty that he drools over you." Zhao Xian touched her pretty face and said affectionately.

Yijun's smiling flowers trembled, a touch of shyness flashed in his eyes, and he said delicately: "I hate it, flamboyant." ”

An Birou wiped the saliva of the old lady on her hair, only to be numb from the sourness, she couldn't help but stomp her feet, and hummed: "Dead girl, in the public, such a profligate wreck, people see that they don't know how to arrange my home." ”

Zhao Xian pushed Yijun to her and asked the two of them to hold an umbrella: "Miss An, I don't know how much I have changed after hearing what you said, so I will say it with jealousy, I can sour you if I am embarrassed." ”

An Birou looked disdainful on her face, didn't answer, and walked to the national prison by herself. Yijun accompanied her and grinned: "My sister, when you chanted poetry in the sneaky house at night, it wasn't the expression you have now, 'Peach Blossom Nunnery ......in Peach Blossom Dock', and what 'Is it possible that only Zhao Xian Gongzi in the world can chant such charming verses', that sour, sister, I can't wait to go in to comfort you." ”

"Hu, nonsense." An Birou's face turned red, and when she saw Zhao Xian's smiling gaze, she pushed Yijun even more impatiently, and hurriedly ran into the door.

It turns out that I have such a good impression in her heart! Zhao Xian was surprised, and looked at the sister-in-law who was far away... 's buttocks, before he could think that half of it was his, his back hurt, and when he turned his head, he saw Yijun staring at him with an unhappy face.

Zhao Xian coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Yijun is a good lady, let's go in and ignore these outsiders." ”

The country prison has been full of people, the people are also, the brother Tai Xian brother polite voice one after another, everywhere can ask the voice of poetry and books, although it rained, did not affect the atmosphere of everyone painting, is in the long pavilion, three or two groups around the table, make the smoke and rain picture.

Looking up, not only Liu Feiyue, Xu Ziqing and others are here, but even the Emperor Jianshi is also disguised in this crowd, and in front of him is a woman in a green dress and a skirt, with willow eyebrows like the moon, a straight nose, a willow waist that is less than a hand, and a slender figure is really beautiful and incomprehensible, it is Shen Lingshan's daughter Shen Yu.

Seeing Zhao Xian's arrival, it was cold for a moment on the corridor, after all, Zhao Xian's recent momentum was too strong, and he was far away from the talented and beautiful people present, jealousy and jealousy were the only feelings of these pretentious young heroes. Xu Ziqing snorted lightly and pulled his friend to another place.

"Zhao Xiangongzi, you are here too!" Shen Yu chuckled, his sparkling eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth to break the cold atmosphere.

The color on the chubby face of the founding emperor Ye Mu was a little weird, and he glanced at Zhao Xian a few times, then looked away, and did not speak.

Zhao Xian walked to the table, looked Shen Yu up and down a few times, nodded and smiled slightly: "Miss Shen, I haven't seen you for many days, you are getting more and more beautiful." ”

There was a sudden silence around them, and even Yijun frowned. This time it wasn't because he was jealous, he said secretly: "Why did Xianlang make love with the crown princess in front of the emperor, and he was seduced by this fox?" ”

Shen Yu let out a smile like a silver bell, his cheeks flushed slightly, he looked at Zhao Xian's chest a few times, and said timidly: "Thank you Gongzi for your compliment, I heard that Gongzi was injured last time, I wonder if Gongzi is better?" ”

"Miss Lao is worried, and now it's much better." Zhao Xian touched his chest, as if he was fascinated by Shen Yu's glamorous shyness. The gaze is a little presumptuous.

Shen Yu didn't shy away from it. Just let him look.

Why is this guy so bad today? Guozi Priest Lin Qingyuanzhi frowned, looking at Zhao Xian's eyes with a little disappointment, seeing that the atmosphere was wrong. Hurriedly stepped forward to interrupt the two of them. Pointing to the table, he said, "Miss Shen misses her hometown. Fang Cai made a deputy Jiangnan smoke and rain map, and gave it to a student, and the old man took this as the topic. Let you make poems. ”

On the table is a painting of ink, the spring rain is sprinkled on the blue lake, and the pavilion looms between the thousands of flowers, a good picture of the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, regardless of the artistic conception and brushwork.

There are many people who can comment on the paintings, but the future queen's paintings, the emperor is still in front of them, who dares to be in the limelight?

Ye Mu cleared his throat, leaned in front of Shen Yu and said, "Yu'er, a poem by my brother's puppet is a perfect match for your painting, do you want to listen to it?" ”

Shen Yu's eyes were always staring at Zhao Xian, as if she was a little distracted, and when she saw the Emperor Jianshi speak, she said absentmindedly: "I want to hear it in detail." ”

Emperor Jianshi's face immediately changed, he glanced at Zhao Xian a few times again, straightened up and glanced at the strategist Yanling. Yan Ling took Ling Xian's previous job, hurriedly stepped forward to his ear, and whispered a few words.

"Ahem." Ye Mu shrugged his nose, groaned slightly, and said slowly: "Raise a glass to taste the fragrance of wine, appreciate paintings and read poems." The poetry is picturesque, and the appreciation of the painting is still long. ”

"Bang Bang!" As soon as the words fell, the talented and beautiful women in the room were shocked, their hands were almost red, and the praise was endless.

Although most of them are for Yanling, who dares not to give the emperor face, who doesn't know that the founding emperor likes 'smart' people, can win the appreciation of the saints, and they will soar directly to the sky.

Ye Mu nodded, and just as he was about to get close to Shen Yu, he heard a few whispers: "Spring Breeze Jiangnan Smoke and Rain Building, a light boat on the Bibo Lake, thousands of flowers and rosé are all interesting, and you can find tranquility all over the fairy trail." ”

The audience suddenly fell silent, the poem is a good thing, and it is also very appropriate, even several times better than the one just now, but no one applauded.

The emperor has already opened his mouth first, and now he is tearing down the stage in front of the emperor, what kind of fool can he do such a thing?

In a blink of an eye, everyone was shocked again, only to see Zhao Xian walk to the painting, and said with a chuckle: "Zhao is ugly, a good picture of the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, looking for a quiet place among the misty clouds and smoke, this fairy spirit, how can ordinary people comment at will, write a poem, and don't make an evaluation, I don't know what the girl thinks?" ”

Shen Yu really looked at Zhao Xian's eyes this time, revealing that bright smile: "Yu'er has always been pretentious, and at this time, she has to serve her son......"

"Yu'er, you haven't commented on my poems yet." Ye Mu's chubby face was extremely unsightly, and he snorted softly when he interrupted her words.

Shen Yu seemed to be surprised by the presence of the First Emperor at this time, and took his eyes away from Zhao Xian with nostalgia, smiled slightly and savored it.

Yijun took this opportunity, stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Xian's sleeve and took him off, stopped and said angrily: "Dead Zhao Xian, have you been seduced by that fox?" You're usually quite smart, why don't you have any eyesight at this time? Didn't you see the emperor next to him? Sister, I'm almost by you. ”

Zhao Xian shook his head and smiled, raised his hand and touched her charming face, and said softly: "My soul has not been hooked, I will tell you why this is like this in the future, it is a secret at present." ”

"What do you mean?" Yijun was still angry, leaning against the white wall of the academy, looking at Zhao Xian, who was half a head taller than her, and said sadly: "Xianlang, what secrets do you have?" Why hide it from me? Do you hate me? ”

"This..."Zhao Xian looked at her pitiful expression, and the soft sword on her neck, shook his head and smiled helplessly, raised his hand to pinch the blade, and pulled out the sword in her exclamation, still on the side, his bloody palm hooked his scattered hair and said: "My killer sister, the purpose of my coming to Kyoto is for you and Huayu, in my eyes, nothing is more important than you, don't think about it, have this mind to fight with Birou." ”

Yijun still had doubts in his heart, but seeing that Zhao Xian was injured and worried, he first grabbed his bleeding hand and hugged it with a handkerchief, and before he could speak, he was suddenly pushed down against the wall, and his lips were covered with two pieces of heat.

Yijun was stunned, and struggled a few times at first, but when he saw his smiling eyes, his heart settled down inexplicably. There was helplessness in his eyes, but he didn't mean to lie to me, since he believed that he didn't ask for his secrets, why didn't I believe him?

Yijun blinked his big eyes, lightly bit the edge of his lips until a few traces of fishy sweetness oozed out, and slowly lowered the hand that had been pushed away......

"Yikes!" An exclamation.

An Birou also saw Zhao Xian's crazy appearance just now, and followed out with worry in her heart, thinking of seeing this thunderous kiss at the door, she covered her face in shock, turned her back and said angrily: "You two, you are crazy, unexpectedly, unexpectedly, ......."

Miss An is a beautiful lady from a famous family, not to mention kissing, it is rare for men and women to hug, this face falls in her eyes, it is tantamount to the Spring Palace, only ashamed of her face like rouge, I don't know what to say.

Yijun is also the second lady of the An family, although she is enthusiastic, she is not arrogant to this point, and when she comes to her senses, she is shocked, 'Ah! With a snort, she hurriedly ran away, and rarely leaked in front of Miss An.

Zhao Xian wrapped a handkerchief around the wound, licked his lips and said with a smile: "Miss, it's not a big deal to kiss your mouth, don't be ashamed to look like this, haven't you kissed someone?" ”

As soon as the words fell, An Birou's shyness just now suddenly froze, and her pretty face suddenly changed, becoming cold and piercing. She turned her head abruptly and looked at Zhao Xian angrily: "You, you...... In your eyes, I'm the kind of woman who can't be nasty? ”

Raising his hand to hammer Zhao Xian a few times, and seeing his bleeding hand, Miss An's chest rose and fell sharply, and there were a few tears in her eyes. "Bastard!" He snorted and ran out in a rage.

"Just kidding, a little bit of a sense of humor." Zhao Xian knew that he was speechless, he smiled, and when he turned around, he saw that in the corridor, he was still discussing poems around Shen Yuye Mu, and he kept it as a thorn in his side, so he left this place directly, got into the carriage and continued to curry favor with the two eldest ladies.

In the imperial city, in the imperial study, the sound of the bottle falling to the ground kept coming, and the palace maid and eunuch knelt on the ground in the distance with an earthy face, trembling and not daring to go in.

The Emperor of the Founding Father sat on the dragon chair, the ground was torn to pieces of the Jiangnan smoke and rain map, and the corner of the fragment can also see the "Spring Breeze Jiangnan Smoke and Rain Building" a few beautiful small characters.

"Smack!" A jade bottle was smashed to the ground, and in an instant, it fell apart and shattered into jade beads, bounced on a pair of official boots in front of him, and went up along the fiery red official robe, Shen Lingshan bowed and stood quietly, his expression was very quiet.

"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him now." The green tendons on the chubby forehead of the Emperor of the First Emperor burst out, and he scolded loudly.

"Your Majesty." Shen Lingshan knelt on the ground, touched his head to the bottom and said respectfully: "The first emperor had already expected that Zhao Xian would be domineering and would anger His Majesty, but at this time, the time to get rid of Zhao Xian has not yet come, and there is no suitable opportunity, so please respect the edict of the first emperor and endure him for a while." ”

"Father is really like a god." Ye Mu squeezed the yellow silk in his hand tightly, endured it for a moment and said: "But even if you endure him for a few days, it will be difficult to find a reason to kill him, but it will make him control more and more military power, how is this good?" ”

Shen Lingshan smiled slightly: "With An Guogong here, Zhao Xianming will never be able to get rid of it, but the old minister has his own clever plan, and Your Majesty does not need to worry." ”

"Then hurry up, the sooner the better." Ye Mu snorted, and it took a long time to calm down.

Looking at the smoke and rain map on the ground, he said angrily: "Haven't I prepared for my marriage yet?" What are the celebrants doing? ”

Shen Lingshan chuckled and said, "The preparations have been completed, the little girl will soon be able to enter the palace, and the emperor does not need to be anxious." ”

Only then did the Emperor of the Founding Cause show a few smiles, nodded and said, "Very good, I can wait." (To be continued......)