Several judges walked up to the booth one after another, and Zhang Yue saw Li Dongyang in the first place at a glance. Li Dongyang was not wearing an official uniform today, he was wearing a royal blue Confucian robe, he was stunned by his short beard, and he actually had a bit of a fairy wind and bones, he squinted his eyes slightly, and glanced at the audience.

Zhang Yue wanted to say hello to Li Dongyang, but as soon as he put his hand to his chest, he was grabbed by Zhu Youzhu and put it at his side.

Zhang Yue looked at him puzzled, and Zhu Youzhu said softly, "We are here in micro-service, don't make trouble for Dongyang." ”

Zhang Yue thought about it, so he stayed aside honestly. Zhu Youzhu did not let go of Zhang Yue's hand, but held it tightly in his hand.

Several judges stopped in front of each of the five works. In front of Zhang Yue's work, Zhang Yue obviously felt that Li Dongyang had stayed for a long time, his brows furrowed slightly, and he seemed to be sure and confused.

After about two pillars of incense, the judges finished reading all the works. The presiding officer of the conference exclaimed,

"Please put the special Nanmu wolf pen of Jing'an Academy in your hands into the pen holder next to your favorite work."

The judges moved one after another, Zhang Yue clenched Zhu Youzhang's hand and closed his eyes nervously, "Rumo, I'm so nervous, I dare not look at it, wait for the results to come out, tell me!" ”

Zhu Youjiao's eyes lit up, "Okay!" ”

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd, Zhang Yue felt that his heart was in his throat, and I don't know how long it took, Zhu Youzhang's gentle voice suddenly came from his ears, "Yue'er, after casting, you can open it." ”

"Ahh How many pens did I get so fast? Three? Two? One? ”

Zhu Youzhu was silent for a moment and sighed, "Alas! See for yourself! ”

Hearing Zhu Youjiao's sigh, Zhang Yue's heart immediately cooled, there won't be one! She slowly opened her eyes, looked at it, her mouth immediately opened wide, the pen holder next to her work was filled with seven brushes, Zhang Yue violently shook Zhu Youzhang's arm, "Rumo, I'm not mistaken, all, all votes!" ”

Zhu Youzhu snorted and laughed, "That's right, it's a full vote!" ”

Zhang Yue immediately reacted and said coquettishly, "You teased me just now." ”

Zhu Youzhu couldn't help but laugh silently.

The host on the stage announced loudly,

"The voting results have come out, and the person who won the gold pen of this calligraphy appreciation conference is called Zhen Zhiqi, please Zhen Zhiqi come to the stage to receive the golden brush and the silver award!"

There was an uproar in the audience, but no one came to the stage for a long time.

Zhu Youzhu looked at Zhang Yue's helpless look and shook his head, "Let's go!" As he spoke, he pulled her out of the academy.

The host on the high platform behind him called many times, but still no one answered. The scene was a little embarrassing for a while, and Li Dongyang behind him smiled as if he had expected it,

"Maybe this Zhen Wenren has something to delay at this time, since we have already selected the leader, we are not in a hurry, we can wait for this Zhen Wenren to come to receive the award these days, more than that?"

When the other judges heard this, they said yes, and then, several judges made public comments on several works, only Li Dongyang looked at the gate of the academy, pondered for a moment, and a clear smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

When Zhu Youzhu and Zhang Yue returned to Kunning Palace, it was already dusk, Zhang Yue came back and shouted that he was hungry, Xiaotong hurriedly brought up the prepared meal, Zhang Yue was in a good mood, resulting in a good appetite, and he ate two bowls of rice in a row.

Zhu Youzhu looked at Zhang Yue, who was in a good mood, and his mood was inexplicably happy. After the meal, there were only two people left in the hall, and Zhang Yue came to Zhu Youzhang's side, "Rumo, I got the head of the golden pen!" ”

"Mmmm, you've said it many times today!"

"But I didn't get the gold brush or the silver prize!" Zhang Yue said regretfully.

"It's not important, it's important that your abilities have been affirmed in today's book world."

"But I want the gold brush and the silver prize!"

“......”

"I want ......!"

Zhu Youzhu said helplessly, "Okay, what other rewards do you want, I will give it to you!" ”

Zhang Yue smiled slyly, "I want to hear you stroke the guqin!" ”

Zhu Youzhu smiled with relief, "It turns out that you have saved this careful thought, so good!" ”

He summoned Xiao Jing and asked him to prepare the guqin, and then retired all the palace people, leaving only him and Zhang Yue in the room. He sat down at the back of the piano and, after a slight pluck, asked, "What do you want to hear?" ”

"It's the song you played in the academy before, I still remember it! Yuan Mo said what is it called. ”

"Phoenix Dance for Nine Days."

"Yes, yes!"

Zhu Youzhu bowed slightly, playing chic and free, Zhang Yue sat opposite Zhu Youzhang, his hands on his cheeks, and looked at Zhu Youzhu stupidly.

The beautiful and agile sound of the piano flowed out from Zhu Youjiao's fingers, like a thin thread flowing through the heart, soft and quiet, soft and comfortable.

After the song was played, Zhang Yue felt happy, she stood up, ran to Zhu Youzhu's side and sat down, looking at Zhu Youzhu adoringly,

"Rumo, I really want to sing, you can accompany me! Let's sing 'The Song of the Mountains'! ”

Zhu Youzhang's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, as if he remembered some terrifying experience,

"Yue'er, you're tired today, don't sing, rest early."

"I'm not tired, I'm not tired at all, I want to sing, it's okay for you to accompani, don't you know how to play this tune, it doesn't matter, I'll sing first, you're so smart, follow my singing voice and you'll find the tune."

Zhang Yue adjusted her breath, slightly opened her lips, and was just about to speak, when suddenly a warm softness covered her lips, tossing and turning, Zhang Yue's brain was instantly blank, and she gradually felt dizzy, and her body seemed to be drained of muscles and bones, and she was soft and leaning on his wrist.

For a long time, Zhu Youzhu let go of her lips and looked at Zhang Yue, who was paralyzed in his arms, "Rest early, okay?" ”

Zhang Yue's breath was still not stable, looking at Zhu Youzhang's deep eyes that wanted to attract her in, she unconsciously "entrusted".

Zhu Youzhu seemed to be very satisfied and picked up Zhang Yue, put her on the bed, and covered her with the quilt, "I still have some things to deal with, can you sleep first?" ”

"Good!" Zhu Youzhu stroked Zhang Yue's forehead, leaned over and pecked her on the lips, and then turned to leave.

After Zhu Youzhu left, Zhang Yue really fell asleep, and when she woke up, she got up, bypassed the screen, and found that the couch was empty, so late! The emperor has not yet come back to rest. Zhang Yue summoned Xiaotong,

Xiaotong rubbed his fluffy sleepy eyes, "Niangniang, are you awake?" ”

"Well, Xiaotong, is Your Majesty still in the imperial study?"

"I heard Mr. Xiao say that His Majesty went to the imperial study to review and fold, it seems that His Majesty left a lot of government affairs out of the palace to find you during the day, this time he must be making up for the delayed state affairs, right?"

Zhang Yue felt a burst of complicated feelings in his heart, guilt, emotion, regret, and finally converged into a warm feeling into his heart.

"Xiaotong, the headlights in the dormitory are all off, just a small lamp on the table."

"Mother, aren't you going to sleep anymore?"