This book is called "Chronicles of the Mountains and Rivers of Six States", and it was written by a close disciple of Ruan Shenggong eight hundred years ago. It's just that as you know, Ruan Shenggong is a low-key person, and his disciples are naturally not arrogant. wrote a book without leaving his real name, only writing about Zhongzhou savages. ”

When Song Huaci heard this, he couldn't help but laugh "poof". It turns out that deceiving people can be deceived so calmly.

Song Qiaoshu looked at Meng Zhaoyan with admiration, and listened seriously, but unexpectedly, her sister laughed at the third prince and reproached,

"Fourth sister, His Royal Highness the Third Prince is talking to you again, why are you still laughing at others? Besides, people are well-read, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, nothing. I'm not laughing at him. Song Huaci replied in a low voice.

"Oh? In this way, the fourth lady and the third prince are reading the same book, and since the fourth lady has also read it, why don't you take it out and let me wait to see the horizon. ”

The third prince is not easy to mess with, and the fifth prince simply kicked the ball back to the Song Painting Temple. But what they don't know is that the Song Painting Temple doesn't take this ball.

"I don't know where this book is going. I thought about it the other day and found that I was no longer in the study. Song Huaci looked at Mrs. Song with an innocent face, "Dad, do you know where the book is?"

The Song Painting Ancestral Hall avoided the important and light, and simply pulled Song Taifu into the water. This old man has the best face, and at this moment, for the sake of face, he must defend himself.

"This, this book ......" Mrs. Song was hesitant and was trying to find a way to get through.

"This book was given to this king by Taifu a few years ago. At that time, Taifu also said that it was a unique book, which was very precious. Let Xiao Wang take a closer look, do you remember? Meng Zhaoyan smiled respectfully at Mrs. Song, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Song Taifu looked at Meng Zhaoyan's bottomless eyes that seemed to be like a cold pool, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, he used to underestimate His Royal Highness the Third Prince.

"Yes, it does." As soon as he spoke, he immediately regretted it. On the originally warm summer night, Song Taifu seemed to be in an ice cellar, and the three princes easily sowed discord in just a few words, and the relationship he had worked hard to establish with the five princes for many years.

Many years ago, he privately donated a book to Meng Zhaoyan, and it was still a copy of "Chronicles of Mountains and Rivers of Six States". Although I don't know its content, but who is Ruan Shenggong and what are the six states, this is clearly to ask His Royal Highness the Third Prince to win the world.

Everyone is a person who has read history books and is well versed in politics, and they immediately analyzed and understood it almost the moment His Royal Highness the Third Prince finished speaking.

But isn't Song Taifu an old minister of the faction of His Royal Highness the Five Princes? Which one is this singing today? How will this team stand in the future? Who is Taifu?

The new scientists looked at each other a few times, all puzzled.

Several courtiers from the Five Princes' faction stared at Song Taifu suspiciously, and Song Taifu was about to open his mouth to defend a few words.

"After bothering for a long time, I guess the fourth lady and several young ladies are tired. The king will not bother. Meng Lianfeng glanced at Mrs. Song fiercely, his muscles jumped violently, and he brushed his sleeves away.

"His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince, His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince......" Song Zhiyao saw that the Fifth Princes didn't know what was going on, and looked really angry, and she was not lightly angry, so she hurriedly turned her head and shouted, "Daddy, you have to say something!"

Song Taifu was upset, and when she saw that Song Zhiyao was so incomprehensible, she couldn't help but feel angry. scolded: "You step down for me and go back to the study to think about it."

Mrs. Song was really helpless, knowing that it would be difficult for Meng Lianfeng to trust him again from now on. Thinking that his hard work was almost ruined, Mrs. Song looked at Meng Zhaoyan, his face was pale, and he said coldly,

"Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, forgive the old minister for being in poor health, so he will retire first." As he spoke, he picked up his teacup.

The old man made it clear that he wanted to send off guests, Song Huaci thought funny in his heart.

"Oh, then Taifu go to the backyard to rest and take care of your body. Let Xiao Wang entertain all the adults. Meng Zhaoyan raised the wine glass without changing his face, and saluted everyone from afar.

The prince personally raised his glass, and everyone naturally didn't dare not raise a glass, so serving tea and sending off guests became the three princes' Royal Highness to entertain the minister on behalf of his future father-in-law, so he looked like a corporal of courtesy.

Song Qiaoshu saw Mrs. Song's angry and helpless look, although she didn't know it, she still held Mrs. Song's hand and said, "If Daddy is tired, my daughter will help you go to rest."

Mrs. Song looked at Meng Zhaoyan, who was smiling and smiling with everyone, thinking about what was worth the loss today, he was angry and anxious, and he was no longer in the mood to sit down in the front hall.

That's it, it's the old man who underestimated you Meng Zhaoyan, let's see when he walks the day.

Immediately, Song Qiaoshu gave Meng Zhaoyan a salute from afar, and Meng Zhaoyan also symbolically nodded at her in return. Song Qiaoshu blushed, turned around and helped Mrs. Song away.

Song Huaci saw that his sister was gone, and the excitement was over, so he turned around and left.

"Miss Song Si stays, this king is not from the Song Mansion after all, I'm afraid that I won't treat you well, so please let Miss Fourth stay with you."

Hearing this, the corners of Song Huaci's mouth twitched, heh, you remember that you are not from the Song Mansion.

Just as he wanted to refuse, he turned around and saw the expectant look in his eyes, thinking that he was his fiancée after all, and it was not good to brush his face in public, how to say that he also helped himself today.

Then he pouted and said, "Yes."

It was night, and the Song Painting Temple was sleeping soundly, and the long eyelashes were fainting a small and delicate fan shadow in the moonlight. In the small courtyard outside the house, the shadows of the trees swayed and staggered.

A slender figure stepped over the wall and stepped down from the treetops, and in an instant came to the window, and gently clasped the window.

The Song Painting Temple, which was still asleep, immediately turned over and sat up, gently got out of bed and opened the window. After respectfully handing over a secret letter to the Song Painting Temple, the slender figure turned around and jumped, quickly disappearing into the southwest corner.

Song Huaci took the secret letter and said with a secret smile, this is too ......, this is the military camp of the Taifu Mansion and not the eldest brother, can it be used so mysteriously?

Could it be that Song Zhiyao and the Yao family will send someone to monitor their every move in the middle of the night? Every time she asks her to check something, it looks like a spy war movie in her previous life, it seems that this general's brother who has never met is not an ordinary person.

Thinking of Song Ningyu, Song Painting Ancestral Hall felt warm in his heart. Since she crossed over, although she has suffered many inexplicable grievances, she has also gained family affection that she had never had in her previous life.

It is said that Song Ningyu never cared too much about the Song Painting Temple in front of people, but one day after Lin An woke up from the Song Painting Temple, Lin An, which is now the Song Painting Temple, found that this brother really did not take care of the stupid sister of the Song Painting Temple.

For example, Qianjuan.

It is the maidservant girl who Song Ningyu arranged by the side of the Song Painting Temple early. But this is not an ordinary maidservant, she is a female killer from the general's secret guard battalion, with first-class kung fu, murder, and disguise.

Such a talent, used to protect his sister, is really well-intentioned.

Song Huaci looked at the figure that had long disappeared, and was slightly distracted.

The moonlight is as deep and cool as water, and the grass is empty. After reading the secret letter, the Song Painting Temple read it for a long time. In the middle of the night, the cool breeze blew, and the light of the candle shook gently. This person's life is so ......, he is obviously peerless, and he is in the wind of Yushu, but now he is disabled.

Those words, gifted and intelligent, both civil and military, but got sick in the year of adulthood and had disabled legs? The mother concubine has long been accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, which ...... What is this?

It seems that His Royal Highness the Third Prince has also had a good time in the deep palace all these years. Disabling by illness? Anyone with a little brain can see that this is not simple.

But the emperor and the queen mother can't deny this, and the right and wrong cause and effect in this are very interesting.

Now that I want to marry such a person, I have lived two lives, and I have been cultivated by modern free love, and I have not the slightest rejection.

Lin An held his cheeks, looked at the flickering candle flame, thinking about the loneliness and helplessness of his previous life, his eyes gradually lacked tears, and after a long time, he sighed deeply.

Pick up the superstition and put it on the candle flame, watch the red-purple flames flutter and dance on the secret letter, and look at the words that seem to be plain, but in fact, the words cry tears and cry blood.

That's it.

Meng Zhaoyan, although I don't love you. But I am a healer, and a healer is benevolent, how can I see death and not save me.

Marry and marry. Hopefully, I can cure your disability, so that you can face the changing government and your wolf-like brothers with a complete and healthy body.

"Sister, get up and eat." When Song Qiaoshu sent breakfast to the room of the Song Painting Temple, she was still sleeping.

Song Qiaoshu spent a lot of effort and finally dragged the Song Painting Temple from the bed.

This sister has a good brain, but this lazy sleep problem is worse than before.

"Sister, have you heard? Now the whole capital knows that our Taifu Mansion has the best talented woman in the world. ”

"Previously, my sister didn't agree with you marrying into the Three Princes' Mansion because you were stupid, the royal family was unpredictable, and my sister was afraid that you would suffer. Thinking about finding an honest and ordinary family for you in two years, with our Taifu Mansion pressing, no one will dare to bully you. ”

"Now that you are well, you are still so talented, and my sister thinks that the third prince, although His Royal Highness the third prince is very good, it is a pity that ......"

"Sister, don't worry about me. You see I'm all right. You don't have to marry the third prince for me. I decided to marry him myself. Song Huaci put down the porridge bowl and said lightly.

"Sister, you shouldn't like His Royal Highness the Third Prince, right?" Song Qiaoshu looked at the eyes of the Song Painting Temple and said slowly.

"Nope." Song Huaci did not avoid it, looked at Song Qiaoshu's eyes and said.

"Then why did you suddenly decide to marry him?"

"Because I think he's pitiful. In the past, when I was poor, my sister took care of me. And the three princes ......"

Song Huaci knew that Song Qiaoshu liked Meng Zhaoyan, but the royal water was too deep and her sister was so kind, so it was better to let her dispel this idea as soon as possible.

"Sister, this is the emperor's personal decree to give marriage, if I don't marry, it will be disrespectful, this is a big crime. Forget about the people up and down in this house, how can I even involve you and my brother in prison for no reason. ”

Song Qiaoshu looked at Song Huaci with a serious face, and her face couldn't help but become heavy. The sisters were silent for a long time, Song Qiaoshu sighed, her expression loosened slightly, and said:

"I know that the emperor's golden mouth and jade words must be irreversible. But since you don't like His Royal Highness the Third Prince, being together like this, I'm afraid you will regret it in the future. ”

Song Huaci looked at Song Qiaoshu, who loved her unreservedly in her eyes, and suddenly felt very sorry for her. Over the years, she has been taking care of the Song Painting Temple, and now although she is in love with her future brother-in-law, she still sincerely thinks about her sister.

"Sister, don't worry. Let me take care of you in the future. Song Huaci suddenly gave Song Qiaoshu a big hug.

Facing her sister's sudden hug, Song Qiaoshu was a little unaccustomed, but she still hugged her sister and looked at the tears flashing in her sister's eyes.

After a pause, he said with a moving expression: "Silly sister, what are you talking about?" Sister will always be your sister and will always take care of you. ”

"Miss, the master asked you to go to the study." Xia He came in to report.

Song Qiaoshu and Song Huaci glanced at each other, and Song Qiaoshu said worriedly: "Daddy never sees you alone." Wouldn't that be anything bad. ”

Then she patted her mouth and said, "What do I say, it will definitely be fine." I'll go with you, sister. ”

Song Huaci came to his senses and said, "No, my sister can rest assured." Daddy won't blame me or anything when he comes to me, don't worry. I'll just go over it myself."

Song Qiaoshu looked at her sister's distant back, worried and anxious.

When the Song Painting Temple came to the study, he saw Song Taifu standing in front of a painting with his hands in his hands.

Lin An is sure that she has never been to the study in the Song Painting Temple before, because she is very unfamiliar with everything in the study now, especially the painting, the Song Painting Temple should have never seen it.

That painting is a beautiful woman sitting under the peach blossom tree and stroking the piano, with an outstanding face and an elegant temperament, tilting her head slightly, closing her eyes, as if listening to something. Such an artistic conception is very beautiful and intoxicating.

Song Taifu turned his head and looked at the Song Painting Temple, there were some things in his eyes that the Song Painting Temple couldn't understand, as if he was moved and missed, and said for a long time: "Painting the Temple, the Queen Mother has a will, ordering you to enter the palace with me at the beginning of next month." You haven't learned the rules of the palace, I have ordered to teach Mama Xi, you can start preparing tomorrow. ”

Song Huaci had to be blessed and said, "Yes, Daddy."

Song Taifu turned to look at the painting and waved his hand towards the Song Painting Temple: "Go down."

Song Huaci returned to the courtyard and explained to Song Qiaoshu the purpose of her father asking her to talk, and Song Qiaoshu breathed a sigh of relief. repeatedly told Song Huaci to learn etiquette well, and after getting her assurance, Song Qiaoshu was relieved.

After packing up his mood, Song Huaci walked back to the room and called Qi Jiao.

As early as when the Song Painting Temple knew that her martial arts level was first-class, he decided to learn martial arts from her. Because Song Huaci understands that no matter how good her martial arts are, she can't always protect her. And if she wants to protect herself, protect her sister, and do what she wants to do, she must learn martial arts well and make herself strong.

She disagreed at first, and she said to the Song Painting Temple: "Miss has been weak since she was a child, and she has passed the best age to learn martial arts. At this time, learning martial arts, not to mention hardship, may not be able to achieve great results. ”

But the girl in the Song Painting Temple usually looks gentle and hearty to the people around her, but she is actually very stubborn. She replied with a smile: "I don't care if it's bitter or not, what the effect is, you have to let me try it to know, right?" ”

But she didn't expect that Song Huaci's talent for light skills was not below her, and her understanding was even better than her. What's more important is that she is really willing to endure hardships and work hard.

She watched the Song Painting Temple grow at a speed visible to the naked eye every day, and she admired it very much. So when teaching the Song Painting Ancestral Hall, he was more attentive, and no longer regarded this matter as the product of the whim of the Song Painting Ancestral Hall.