Back at the pavilion, Ji Qingchen drank a cup of sobering tea, and just returned to the study and was about to read the book, when he found that his uncle Ye Qingchen hurriedly walked into the study, and his face was a little ugly, as if he was sulking.

He glanced at Ye Qingchen and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" The complexion is a little bad, huh? ”

"Your Highness, your actions in the Taishou Mansion just now were too abrupt, and it really shouldn't be!" Ye Qingchen said a little displeased.

Because of his anger, his title for Ji Qingchen was also changed from "Qingchen", which was very close to the two, to "His Royal Highness" in public.

Ji Qingchen naturally sensed his dissatisfaction with himself from Ye Qingchen's title, but he still didn't agree with Ye Qingchen's reproach, smiled faintly, and asked, "What does uncle mean?" ”

"His Royal Highness has just returned to China, and he should have cleaned himself up, and quickly establishing the prestige of benevolence, filial piety and generosity is the top priority, not a bachelor like today, who violates etiquette and indulges in wine and singing, and uses his piano skills to please the woman in the dust." Ye Qingchen hated the way.

"So, my uncle wants the second brother of Qingchen to be a virtuous king who is admired by the people of the world and praised by hundreds of civil and military officials?" Ji Qingchen asked with a smile.

The second brother in Ji Qingchen's mouth is Song Wang Ji Ping.

Because Song Wang Jiping's mother is just a very ordinary palace maid, no illustrious background, so the status in the harem is very low, which makes Song Wang Jiping know how to be modest and cautious since he was a child, and when he grows up, he is diligent and diligent, abides by the etiquette system, and is a corporal of etiquette, so he is deeply respected by the scholars of the cold door and the people in the forest, coupled with his benevolence and generosity, he is also very prestigious among the people, and is called the King of Great Yan Xian by the people of King's Landing.

"Your Majesty's investigation of the prince is first and foremost in terms of benevolence, filial piety and virtue, followed by the ability to govern the country, and the third is the ability to lead the army to fight. His Royal Highness Zhilu Dao studied under Li Qingyi, the god of the army who left the country, needless to say, the art of war is strategic, and he spent ten years familiarizing himself with the subset of scriptures and history and the hundred schools of thought, and has his own ideas about governing the country, but since His Royal Highness has decided to take this road, he can't help but pay attention to his words and deeds in life, so as not to fall short because of small losses! Ye Qingchen began to persuade, he did not deny Ji Qingchen's problem, obviously willing to acquiesce to this statement.

Ji Qingchen quietly listened to Ye Qingchen's persuasion, and was a little dumbfounded, he found that his uncle was really too scholarly. If it is placed in the era of singing and dancing, the heir to the throne is the first thing to be benevolent and filial piety and virtue, but now it is not the era of singing and dancing. Therefore, in Ji Qingchen's view, Ye Qingchen's statement is no longer suitable for the current environment, he thinks that his father is such a wise and martial person, how could he make such a mistake in the selection of the crown prince? Otherwise, why would my father rack his brains this time to let the princes compete in the school field? Don't you just want to see if your sons have such potential and ability? It's just that through half a month of getting along, Ji Qingchen already understands his uncle's character, and he knows that no matter what he says, as long as Ye Qingchen believes that he will stick to the end, so he didn't argue with Ye Qingchen anymore, just restrained his smile and nodded silently.

Ye Qingchen saw that his exhortation to his nephew didn't seem to have any effect, and he was a little unwilling in his heart, but he also knew that in addition to the nephew and uncle relationship between himself and the Nine Emperor Princes, it was also a master-slave relationship, and this kind of loyalty made him even if he was not satisfied with Ji Qingchen's current default answer, he did not continue to forcibly admonish him, but sighed slightly, and then opened his mouth to continue, "There is one more thing I hope Your Highness can handle carefully!" ”

"Oh! Uncle, please. Ji Qingchen saw that Ye Qingchen's expression was very serious, so he asked very seriously.

"Just now, when His Royal Highness left the Taishou Mansion, Taishou Zhao Xianglin gave the singer who danced with His Highness at the banquet to the pavilion." Ye Qingchen said, "Now the singer is waiting in the hall for His Highness's summons, I don't know what His Highness Lu Dao means?" ”

"This..."Ji Qingchen was also stunned, he didn't expect to appreciate the piano skills of the singer Mingyan because he liked music, and because of the other party's dancing posture, he thought of Shu'er when he parted outside the capital, so he accompanied the singer named Mingyan once, which made Zhao Xianglin misunderstand, thinking that he liked the singer Mingyan, so that Zhao Xianglin sent the singer Mingyan to his stay. Then he thought of Zhuge Jin at the banquet and used his identity to force Zhao Xianglin to make many compromises, so he guessed that the reason why Zhao Xianglin sent the singer Ming Yan to the pavilion may have something to do with Zhuge Jin, not just Zhao Xianglin's own intention, and then think of the relationship between Zhuge Jin and the Liu family in Ningzhou, the relationship between Liu Donglou and King Ning, and said to Ye Qingchen in a firm tone, "Uncle, you will send someone to send her back tonight!" ”

"Uh——?" Ye Qingchen obviously didn't expect his nephew to say this, so he was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked, "Will you send it back like this?" ”

"Yes, send it back now, just send the person back to the Taishou Mansion, don't say anything, Zhao Xianglin himself will understand what I mean!" Ji Qingchen said lightly.

Ye Qingchen was very satisfied with his nephew's approach, and was glad that his nephew could resist the temptation of beauty, and then saw that Ji Qingchen stopped saying this sentence and seemed to be in deep thought, so he didn't bother anymore and bowed down and exited the study.

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Because of this night battle with the Beirong cavalry, the few remaining people in the Yulin cavalry were seriously injured and needed a few days of treatment, so Ji Qingchen decided to rest in Ningzhou for a few more days. So the next day, after breakfast, he felt a little bored staying in the pavilion, so he called Guo Lun, and the two changed into casual clothes and left the pavilion.

Out of the pavilion, strolling and walking in the bustling city of Ningzhou, you can see the flow of people with luxurious clothes, luxurious and exquisite storefronts, high cars shuttling in chariots, precious horses in the saddle, beauties with bright eyes and teeth, banners of different colors, accents from the north and south of the world, and rich and mellow wine fragrance...... It makes people feel dizzying.

Ji Qingchen was very excited when he saw this, looking east and west, like a naughty child.

Because of the ten years in Yan State, although the old emperor who left the country did not restrict his freedom in the capital, no matter where he was going, there would always be a few guards who left the country with him, which made him very uncomfortable shopping, and over time, he had no interest in shopping. And this time he returned to Yan to wander around Ningzhou City, it was the first time he left Yan Country to visit Dayan's market in person, plus he was a prince himself, and he rarely went out of the palace to play outside when he had not yet arrived in Yan Country as a hostage, and now Ningzhou City is the center of trade between Dayan and leaving the country, and the trade is prosperous, so that he felt the prosperity of Dayan Ningzhou City Market for the first time, and the life of the people of Dayan is varied, how can he not be excited?

So unconsciously, he and Guo Lun visited the streets of Ningzhou City.

It's just that when the two of them walked to West Street, a restaurant called "Tianzuiju" that appeared on the street immediately attracted Ji Qingchen's attention. He found that the façade of this wine apartment called Tianzuiju was not very magnificent, but there were several sturdy men standing under the big bronze pillars of the entrance hall, tall and mighty, powerful and powerful, like guards guarding the door, and like a small servant welcoming guests, which made him very curious.

"Your Royal Highness, this is the branch of Wei's century-old Tianzuiju in Ningzhou City, because it is a century-old wine restaurant guest house, famous abroad, the customer flow is relatively large, in order to be convenient for diners, they will arrange a small house in the store at the door for guidance." Guo Lun explained in a low voice.

"Webster? Could it be Shangzhou Wei's? Hearing Guo Lun say that it was a century-old shop, Ji Qingchen immediately thought of the Dayan Imperial Merchant, the Shangzhou Wei who was called the red-top merchant by the people of Dayan.

"That's right! It is Shangzhou Wei's. Guo Lun replied.

"Since it's a century-old brand, the food must be delicious, and the wine is also genuine! Guo Lun, we won't go back to the museum at noon, just eat here, eat and go shopping! After Guo Lun's explanation, Ji Qingchen was suddenly full of curiosity about Tianzuiju.

"No!" Guo Lun replied.

Just as the two were answering, the two big men at the door of Tianzui had already stepped forward quickly, and one of the big men said with a smile, "Two sons, please!" ”

The two of them have been doing this work of greeting and receiving all year round, and seeing that the two people in front of them are dressed plainly but have an extraordinary bearing, especially when they see the faint nobility and elegance revealed by Ji Qingchen, they guessed that the origin of the two is not simple, so they will be so respectful.

Ji Qingchen knew that this was the property of the Shangzhou Wei family, and ignored the two little guys, but moved his gaze to the plaque with a cursive inscription on the eyebrow of the Tianzui Residence, and then walked towards the door, followed by Guo Lun.

The two entered the Tianzui Residence, and they were greeted by an open hall, the hall was already full of people, all dressed gorgeously, all kinds of businessmen who left the country and Yan Kingdom, although there were many people in the hall, but the voice of everyone drinking and chatting was very small, but it was not very noisy, so when the two walked into the hall, the drinkers only glanced at it a few times and did not pay attention, and continued to talk about the topic they had just had.

At this time, a capable and neat shopkeeper saw the two of them, so he stepped forward with a smile on his face, and asked Ji Qingchen enthusiastically, "Do the two sons want to eat in the hall or go to the private room on the second floor?" ”

"Bring us a private room, serve a few dishes on the best dishes in your store, and then serve a jar of Lao Fen wine." Guo Lun knew that His Royal Highness Daojiu had never been to Tianzuiju, and he didn't know the dishes and wine here, so he said on his own.

"The little one understands, two of you, please-" The shopkeeper led the way in front and led Ji Qingchen and Guo Lun to the private room on the second floor.

The so-called private room of Tianzui Ju is just a spacious, bright and elegant hall, more than 100 long cases in the hall are densely scattered, not only not crowded, but make each long case appear to be a good position, unless the impassioned speech, otherwise the seats will never affect each other, and the center of the hall is a ten-foot square stage, which is specially reserved for the singers to perform.

Ji Qingchen and Guo Lun went to the second floor under the guidance of the shopkeeper, and a pretty maid on the second floor floated over, led the two to a jade case near the window, and gently helped Ji Qingchen to sit on the soft cushion, and then bowed deeply and retreated.

Ji Qingchen was still the first time to eat at Tianzuiju, and he was quite curious about the decoration and hospitality of Tianzuiju, and when he saw the strange layout of the private room on the second floor, he couldn't help but secretly admire the strategic talent of Shangzhou Wei, and thought that if the master who managed Shangzhou Wei's family entered the government, I am afraid that he would not lose to Pei Wenju, the prime minister of Dayan, who had been in a high position for 20 years! Just thinking about it, the shopkeeper and the maid who left just now had already come to the jade case with a high hold, and the shopkeeper bowed down and left after placing the wine and food, and the maid poured Ji Qingchen and Guo Lun full of wine respectively, and then bowed and retreated.

Ji Qingchen raised the wine glass, took a big sip, and tasted it carefully, then drank the wine in the cup again, and couldn't help but admire, "At that time, Li Ruzhen, a famous scholar of Yanguo, listed more than 50 kinds of domestic famous liquor in "Mirror Flowers", and ranked "Fenzhou Fenjiu" in the first place. ”

After more than half a month of intersection, Guo Lun and Ji Qingchen are already quite familiar, and they are used to seeing Ji Qingchen's knowledge, and now Ji Qingchen commented on Fenjiu like this, he didn't say anything, just respectfully poured another cup for Ji Qingchen, and Ji Qingchen drank it all again, looking quite bold.

In this way, the two ate and drank for a while, and the number of diners on the second floor gradually increased.

After another moment, when the two of them had almost finished drinking half a jar of wine, they saw a beautiful and refined girl appear on the stage in the center, holding a huqin in her hand, and was about to sing music for everyone. Ji Qingchen put down the wine glass in his hand, looked at the girl in the center of the hall, the girl's side face was facing him, the moment he saw the girl, his body shook, and he was in a trance in front of him, and suddenly seemed to see Shu'er, he couldn't believe his eyes, opened his eyes and looked at it again, only to find that the girl was not Shu'er, but the breath between the side face and eyebrows was a bit like Shu'er.

At this time, the girl was already gently playing the huqin in the expectation of everyone, and began to sing loudly:

Yesterday's green silk, the red bones between the mounds, the moonlight came and withered late, and the singing was harmonious.

There are always no tears in sorrow and joy, it is the white hair in the world, and the sword gall turns to ashes.

Qinmu Xiao Xiao also, when the strings are over, the autumn wind is sad, don't ask from the beginning.

Heroes always have no way, the world has been drinking for thousands of years, and I don't understand this worry.

Heroes always have no tears, they are gray hairs in the world, and their sword galls turn to ashes.

The sound of the huqin is high-pitched and distant, and the girl's singing voice is deep and lofty, and this piece alone makes the diners in the private room on the second floor forget that they are drinking, and instead fall into the remembrance of the hero's twilight and the end of the gray hair. And at this moment, the shouting from downstairs broke the immersion on the second floor, "Miss Jiang Rou, today is the forty-eighth time that my son has come to the Tianzui House to listen to your singing, you see that this son treats each other with such sincerity, this time I guess I will not refuse my son's warm invitation!" ”