The voice of the fifth prince was crisp, and he looked at Su Zhiming smartly, "If you pass the Jinshi examination, you can enter the court as an official, and then your uncle can often enter the palace to visit the queen mother." ”

Although they are in two grades, they don't know anything.

Su Youyi doesn't have a mother's relatives in Beijing, so naturally they don't have any uncles and aunts, but now they finally have one, and Su Youyi treats him so solemnly.

I think I value him very much.

If a relative often comes to the palace, Su Youyi will also have one more person to relieve her boredom.

Su Zhiming said shyly: "I am not sure yet, I borrow the auspicious words of His Royal Highness." If you can be a high school jinshi, you must serve the court well and win glory for the queen mother and the Su family! ”

"Red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, full of spring. The willow ...... of the color palace wall"

The sound of silk and bamboo orchestras is fine and dense, mixed with women's graceful singing.

In the back garden of Ji Fuzhi, spring. The color is just right, and in the gazebo, some people raise their glasses and drink, and their posture is wild.

Under the stairs, the beauty holds various musical instruments and composes a moving spring. Hue.

"The east wind is evil, the joy is thin, a sorrow, a few years away, wrong, wrong, wrong!"

Among them, the pipa is especially good.

As Bai Juyi's pipa line said: light and slow twisting and wiping and re-picking, at the beginning of "Ni Dress" and then "Liu".

The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

The bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to go under the drift ice of the secluded spring.

The ice fountain is cold and astringent, and the condensation will not be silent for a while.

Don't have gloom and hatred, silence is better than sound at this time.

The silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider stood out with the sound of knives and guns.

At the end of the song, beware of drawing, the four strings sound like cracks......

"Good!"

Before the song ended, Ji Yushen applauded untimely.

He was drunk.

The women who played the instruments did not stop the music because of his interruption, but continued as if nothing had happened—

Spring is as old as ever, and people are empty and thin. Tear stains are red and silky; The peach blossoms fall, the idle pond pavilion, although the mountain league is there, the brocade book is difficult to trust, Mo, Mo, Mo! ”

A song is sung to the end, not spring. color, but it is an old love.

"Bang-"

The flask rolled from the table to the bottom of the table, gurgling away.

From a distance, the subordinates who were waiting in the house to sweep looked at it, and they frowned unconsciously.

The lord seems to be a little frustrated lately.

Since the emperor sent those two beauties as concubines, the two beauties entered the mansion, and Ji Yushen became more and more indulgent. Uninhibited.

No, today I invited the famous head brand of the city music workshop to sing the tune, and I have been singing for half a day.

Some people say that it was because the emperor handed over the matter of the Chunyu main examination to Su Qing, and Ji Yushen was so negative because he was snubbed.

Some people also said that he seemed to be cold to Mrs. Xian, but in fact, he was not shallow, so he indulged himself so much after Mrs. Xian's death.

Some people even said that the two concubines sent by the emperor were very delicate, and Ji Yushen, who had always been decent in the past, suddenly began to be obsessed with beauty......

And so on.

Ji Yushen didn't hear it, but just pretended not to hear it.

The two concubines were arranged in the small courtyard of the Fuzhong Garden, so Ji Yushen changed his previous style, and used to go to the study as soon as he returned to the Fuzhong, but now he came directly to the garden.

The two concubines were rewarded by the emperor, and the people in the mansion did not dare to slack off, so that the Ji Mansion suddenly had a lot of soft voices, changing the previous atmosphere.

I don't know if it's good...... Still not good.

……

"It's just that others use this method to escape the world, he Ji Yushen is a person who is not close to women, do you think I will believe it?"

In addition to the emperor's attention to this Spring Exam, almost all of his energy was spent on paying attention to Ji Yushen.

Spring is a big deal, and he will never let Ji Yushen do anything at this time.

But according to the current situation, Ji Yushen seems to just want to pretend to escape the world to protect himself, and has no other means.

No, there must still be.

The emperor never felt that Ji Yushen was such a simple person.

At the beginning, he reused Ji Yushen, and Su Youyi told him not to trust this person, and he still felt a little funny at that time.

Because from beginning to end, he never intended to really trust Ji Yushen.

Prince Yong said on the side: "Brother Huang, our people are watching very closely, and Ji Yushen really didn't make any moves. I don't think he looks like he is interested in getting involved in the power of the DPRK and China. ”

"He doesn't need to get involved."

The emperor said: "The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the empty shelf left by Li Ge Lao is enough for others to bother to operate in the court for 20 years. ”

The words are so.

Prince Yong thought for a moment, but said: "Didn't the imperial brother say that no matter how Ji Yushen is, after all, he is the hero who helped you eradicate Li Ge Lao." Even if you ...... Will it also let him die well? ”

He seems to have said that.

The emperor suddenly thought that when Su Youyi was shouting her father in her dream at the Star Picking Pavilion.

He wanted to know what Su Youyi had experienced at that time, he had never heard her mention her family and family affairs during the day, but in the dead of night, she was so aggrieved when she called her father.

So he spent a lot of manpower and sent people back to Lingnan to find out the news, only to know that Ji Yushen still had such a secret, and it turned out that the woman he liked and Ji Yushen were childhood sweethearts.

If it weren't for Ji Yushen marrying Li Ziyue in order to take revenge, Su Youyi would not have entered the palace, but I was afraid that the two of them would have been good for a hundred years.

Since then, there has been a thorn in the emperor's heart.

He began to mention Ji Yushen in front of Su Youyi, deliberately watching her reaction.

He began to mention Su Youyi in front of Ji Yushen, also wanting to test his reaction.

After several times, he confirmed that Su Youyi was frank and unrestrained.

That's exactly what she is.

But Ji Yushen is not.

No matter how deep his scheming is and how similar he is, he can't hide the unique gaze when he mentions a person he cares about the most in his heart.

How do you describe that gaze?

About, forbearance, and extreme desire.

In fact, in his heart, he hates the emperor more or less, right?

hated him for deliberately promoting the Lingnan corruption case in the court in order to let Li Ge Lao suffer, which provoked Li Ge Lao to kill the killer and personally sent someone to destroy the Ji family.

What's more, hating him for taking away the woman he loves the most.

From that time on, the emperor had murderous intentions towards Ji Yushen.

……

"If he doesn't covet my queen, maybe I can let him die a good death. But now, don't tell me you can't see it. ”

Prince Yong was silent.

When he didn't know the truth, he really couldn't detect it.

But since the emperor told him about the relationship between Ji Yushen and Su Youyi in the past, the more he looked at Ji Yushen, the more he could see his thoughts from the small changes in his eyes......

What love is, Prince Yong knows very well.

Otherwise, he would not have remarried after his wife's death, preferring to be alone.

He was sure that the one he saw in Ji Yushen's eyes was a hundred times more enthusiastic than love.

That might be—

Love that can't be sought.