Lu Zhan was not discouraged: "Although I am not talented, the one who taught me the art of war was Dou Chen, an old general who killed 3,000 enemies overnight in the northwest with a division of 100 people and defended Yanmen Pass.

"The one who taught me archery was General Zhang Song, a divine arrow in the Tianji Battalion who is known as a hundred steps through Yang.

"The one who taught me fists, feet and weapons was the former commander-in-chief of the pro-army guard, Gu Yang, who had been driving for 30 years and was in danger seven times and had protected the emperor unharmed. I think it's still okay for me to teach Brother Lian. ”

Song Xiang raised his eyes and looked at him from behind the teacup: "With such good qualifications, you still come to teach Brother Lian?" ”

Lu Zhan was surprised: "What's wrong with this, anyway, I have to practice martial arts every day at home." ”

"Yes." Song Xiang said.

Lu Zhan paused for a moment, and then said, "Of course, after all, this is also individual work...... If you could take care of my meal, I'd be grateful. ”

Song Xiang squinted: "Do you still want to eat?" ”

“……”

Lu Zhan was stunned. Did he eat so much?

Obviously, he only ate one bowl of rice, two bowls of soup, three or four pieces of pork belly and a small half bowl of duck than Brother Lian!

She actually thinks he eats too much......

He held his breath for a moment and shortened his momentum: "Next time I can eat less." ”

Song Xiang was speechless.

"Let's talk about it."

She wasn't angry.

……

Lu Zhan actually didn't have much hope for this proposal, but it didn't matter, if it didn't work this time, he would persevere in the future.

At night, Jingwang saw that he was in a very good mood, and tried to ask him: "What is the use of the handwriting of King Ning of the prince?" ”

"Of course."

Lu Zhan clearly didn't want to say more to him, so he took off his clothes and entered the inner room.

Strictly speaking, King Ning's affairs did not have anything to do with them, but because the emperor was checking Luo Rong, and at the same time inexplicably gave him King Ning's fan, he always felt that this matter could not be opened,—— he knew very little in his previous life, so he dared not ignore this information more and more.

But before he could find an opportunity to continue, the queen's sacrifice day came.

He had to get up very early the next day, and because the emperor had asked him to read the memorial to the empress, after dinner that day, the princess of Jin went to his room to check his clothes.

Lu Zhan straightened his clothes, looked at her in the mirror and said, "That day in Fuyun Temple, why didn't Master Miaoxin suddenly get sick?" ”

Princess Jin, who looked down at the crown, looked at him, and then looked at him casually.

Lu Zhan turned around: "Mother left the eldest sister and went out directly to the temple, is it because Master Miaoxin is sick, or is it because something urgent?" ”

Princess Jin looked at him: "What do you think?" ”

Lu Zhan said: "I don't think it matters, the important thing is that whether it is because Master Miaoxin is sick and you rush over, or because there is an emergency on her side and you go over, it shows that my mother's concern for Master Miaoxin is very special." ”

Princess Jin looked at him for a moment, raised her lips and said, "It's not strange to know." ”

Lu Zhan thought for a moment: "Then why did she suddenly get sick?" ”

Princess Jin glanced at him: "You want to know?" ”

"If a mother can solve her son's doubts, that's naturally the best."

Princess Jin raised her lips, and then gradually faded her color: "The husband she married before she left home was killed, and she has been trying to find ways to find evidence all these years. ”

Lu Zhan paused.

Princess Jin looked at him again: "Master Miaoxin is a hard-working person, and she has no children, I am like a sister to her, you might as well treat yourself as her son, and be respectful and obedient to her." ”

Lu Zhan's brows furrowed: "What the mother said, the son can't understand." In addition, she has an unjust case, why didn't she turn to her mother for help? ”

The Li family has an unjust case, Song Xiang found Hu Xiao to settle it for them, at this moment the princess said that she was the same sister as Miao, and her husband died unjustly, shouldn't Princess Jin advocate that the government strictly investigate this matter for her?

He couldn't understand why Princess Jin didn't do it.

"Your mother can't do everything, either." Princess Jin put down her crown, "Maybe Shengming is like your imperial grandfather, and he can't be clear in everything." Because after all, we are all mortals, not immortals. ”

After speaking, she stood up: "But as long as you are human, there will always be a time when your strength is not reached." The higher you stand, the more you don't take care of it. The one who can do everything is the housekeeper, and he must not be the superior. ”

Lu Zhan was silent.

"The matter of Miaoxin is very involved, and since you asked, I told you. But these things that I have told you, you cannot tell any of you. ”

Lu Zhan originally talked about this topic casually, but when he heard this, he felt a little dignified. He nodded: "My son will definitely keep it a secret." ”

Princess Jin looked at him: "Even if your father asks, you must not tell him." ”

Lu Zhan was stunned: "Why?" ”

Princess Jin said: "Because you are the emperor's grandson." You were born into the royal family, so you can't trust anyone unconditionally. ”

Lu Zhan was silent. Eventually, he nodded again.

……

The lights in Yanzhao Palace were the last to go out this night, and Princess Jin's recent abnormality occupied Lu Zhan's mind, "She has a secret with Miaoxin", this suspicion has become more and more dense in his heart.

In the early morning of the next day, it is naturally the earliest light of Yanzhao Palace, and there will be a ceremony to commemorate the queen in the palace in June every year. A big festival was held every ten years, but because the emperor was still safe, the size was limited.

This year is the nineteenth year of the queen's death, and according to the custom, only the clan relatives and officials from the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple and Gwangshinji Temple in Gyeonggi are present.

Lu Zhan arrived at the Taimiao with the King of Jin and the Princess of Jin and other people in the palace, and the officials had already prepared the sacrifice half an hour earlier.

When Emperor Maozheng arrived, the ceremonial officer first read out the holy decree, and then it came to the reading of the sacrificial text.

Lu Zhan is dressed in a dress today, with complicated patterns and exquisite accessories, his face is like a crown and his eyes are like meteors, and he is solemn and steady standing on the altar, and he is like a frivolous emperor and grandson.

The memorial written by the emperor and read to the emperor's grandmother was really a grace, and not only the clan relatives below were envious, but even the officials in the audience made silent eye contact with each other.

But was swept away by the eldest princess's gaze, and everyone looked at their noses and hearts and became honest.

King Jin always stood with his head bowed, just as he had ever been.

Princess Jin, as the queen's daughter-in-law, stood in front of the crowd with King Jin, and the concubines in the palace were led by Concubine An Shu to stand on both sides.

At the end of the ceremony, according to the rule, the emperor would select a few clansmen from the Qianqing Palace to summon them, and by the way, they would give rewards to these clansmen who had sent excerpts to Beijing.

Lu Zhan and Xiao Zhenshan went to the Qianqing Palace together, and as soon as they passed the palace gate, they saw the princess of Jin stopped there in front of them to talk to people, and the other party to the conversation was actually Concubine Yu.

When the two of them saw him coming, they stopped talking, Concubine Yu's eyes stopped on Lu Zhan's face, and then nodded at him kindly: "The sacrificial writing of the prince is excellent, it seems that the literary style has grown a lot in these days." ”