Chapter 104: Wishing to Leave the Last

Chapter 104: Wishing to Leave the Last

In the spring of the ninth year of Yongle, the spring color is bright and clean, the wind and the sun are beautiful, the towering banyan tree is green and fresh, the green is lush, the white, crimson magnolia flowers bloom all over the tree, the flowers are luxuriant, the veins are low, and the fragrance is overflowing with the wind.

The breeze under the corridor is blowing, with a slight aroma of plants, and there are palace maids and maids picking flowers, playing, laughing, and some people are watching silently.

Pushing away the case in front of him, he took another piece of rice paper, on which Sun Qingyang wrote: Magnolia flowers in front of the court, supporting Chunyang. The crane sings at night and misses noon, and the flower sings alone. The sluggish dew wet clothes, the mighty moon is full. Deep reflection and insignificance, the center is empty.

After reading it, Aunt Yuning on the side moved the corners of her lips slightly, and her expression was a little dazed.

Before he could speak, he heard a report outside the door: The prince of Yizhuang is here.

After a while, Zhu Zhan walked in with a bunch of blooming magnolias in his hand.

He handed the flowers to Du Ruo, watched her insert the flowers into the pastel crane deer and spring pattern water chestnut bottle, finished sorting out the branches carefully, looked at it with a smile for a while, and hugged the flower with the vase in front of Sun Qingyang, "How is it, is it good?" ”

The flowers were too close, Sun Qingyang couldn't help but sneeze, Zhu Zhanyan hurriedly took it away, and when he saw the words written by Sun Qingyang on the case, he asked for a moment, "What is the meaning of your writing?"

Sun Qingyang smiled and said, "Feel free to write it, this is not just the magnolia blooming, it should be a scene." ”

Zhu Zhan Yan looked at the word with great interest, and then said: "The same is talking about Mulan, this song by Hong Shikui (pronounced kuí) in the Song Dynasty is not as good as Pei Tingyu's "Spring Twilight in Fujian" in the Tang Dynasty. ”

Seeing that Sun Qingyang didn't seem to remember, he chanted softly: "Wu Shan is in a dream, and he is chasing the lonely sail to the sea. It was mostly rainy in the spring of the ninetieth day, and he did not return home after 3,000 miles. The soil is moist and smoky, and the Yangliu River is covered by deep miasma. Leaning all over the dry and sorrowful like the sea, the azaleas cried over the magnolias. ”

Then he smiled and said, "Isn't this song more suitable to talk about the dream of the old country and the heart of the old people who will never see it again?" ”

Sun Qingyang knew that he had seen through it, so he smiled slightly and remained silent.

Seeing her expression, Zhu Zhanyan couldn't help but ask her: "Since you have something on your mind, it's okay if you don't say it, why do you have to be so forceful?"

Sun Qingyang smiled, "Do I have a strong face?" I just think that Hong Shikui is more restrained, from joy to sadness, sadness and self-restraint, put his heart to himself, let the smile be like a magnolia, white and bright in the spring sun, melancholy in the heart, think alone in the dead of night, wouldn't it be better for others and yourself? What is said to be deep in the heart, in the end, it is deliberate, it is just traces and forms, just like for the new. ”

Zhu Zhanyan looked at her and bent over: "My sister is a year older, and this knowledge is also growing day by day. From now on, my sister will be my teacher. ”

Sun Qingyang pursed his lips and smiled, "Brother Yan is used to laughing, I'm just using strong words, when can I be your teacher." ”

I heard a report from Fudou outside the door: "His Royal Highness the eldest grandson has come down." The sound of footsteps sounded at the same time.

Zhu Zhanji obviously heard Sun Qingyang's last sentence, "My sister is self-aware today, and she knows that she is using strong words." He also said to Zhu Zhanyan: "Don't hold her, she is a proud person in her life, and if you let you hold it again, she will become more and more unattractive, and she will be frivolous, and it will be too late for you to regret it."

Zhu Zhanyan was still looking at the words on the rice paper, caressing with his fingers, as if copying, listening to him, and responded casually.

Zhu Zhanji stood behind him and took a look, "Hong Zhikui's pen is fresh, and his writing of flowers and plants is very moving, but my favorite of his is "Fox Squirrel", which is hearty and scolding, which can be described as the first poem in Tang and Song poems that satirizes corrupt officials and criticizes the darkness of officialdom. ”

"When did Zhu Zhanji pay so much attention to people's livelihood?" Because he was born only a few hours late, Zhu Zhanji never called Zhu Zhanji's cousin, but always called him by name and surname.

Hearing the irony in Zhu Zhanji's words, Zhu Zhanji smiled, "Recently, the emperor's grandfather told me that the clothes on his body and the food in his mouth, and he is a monarch, but he doesn't know how he came from, but he can't help but not know where he came from. I pay more attention to poems like this that have practical significance than before. ”

Hearing Zhu Zhanji say this, Zhu Zhanji asked: "Speaking of this, I think of a thing, although the imperial court prohibited, but the merchants still refuse to accept treasure money, now the price of salt is soaring, and then try to fill it, I am afraid that the people will have no money to eat salt in the future, this is a major matter related to the people's livelihood." I don't know what you think? ”

"There are finally a few officials in the court on the matter of salt affairs, and the emperor's grandfather has approved it, and he will give 1 stone to the salt household Gongben Mi Dayin (400 stones) as usual, and no longer give money, and other specific rules and regulations are still being discussed."

Sun Qingyang pushed the two of them, "You say that these court affairs are going to be said elsewhere, don't talk about them here, women are not allowed to listen to politics, you let me hear this, what do you want to harm me." ”

Zhu Zhanyan said: "Let's go to your study and say, so as not to take Sister Qingyang tired." He winked at Sun Qingyang again, "Actually, it doesn't matter if I talk in front of you, you can't understand it anyway." ”

was so angry that Sun Qingyang took the case and she was about to paint Zhu Zhanyan's face with a writing brush.

Zhu Zhanyan hurriedly ran away, ran to the door and didn't forget to come in and say, "Hehe, I didn't draw." Only women and villains are difficult to raise, those who are far away are resentful, and those who are close are not inferior, it is really not false at all, Zhu Zhanji, you are not leaving? ”

Zhu Zhanji had no choice but to nod at Sun Qingyang, "When I finish talking to him, I'll come to my sister again." ”

When Sun Qingyang came back from reading in Wenlan Pavilion, he heard the little maid Fudou say that His Royal Highness the eldest grandson had looked for her a few times, and it was already dark.

Hearing Fu Dou only promise that His Royal Highness the eldest grandson looked extremely unhappy, as if he was suppressing his anger and tearing up all the magnolia flowers sent by the prince who got up early, Sun Qingyang asked where Zhu Zhanji was, and hurried over.

The doors and windows in Zhu Zhanji's dormitory were closed, it was dark inside, and there was no light in sight, and the palace attendants and maids did not dare to enter, saying that His Royal Highness the eldest grandson was angry and did not let them in.

Sun Qingyang hesitantly called "Brother Zhu" outside the door, and didn't hear a response for a long time, she pushed the door with both hands, and the faint light of the palace lamp under the corridor entered the hall, Sun Qingyang's eyes widened.

Zhu Zhanji sat casually on the bed in the depths of the dormitory, looking at a certain place as if in a daze, there was no one else in the empty hall.

Sun Qingyang asked the palace people for a lamp, walked in, squatted under Zhu Zhanji's knees, put the lamp on the ground, and asked him softly: "Brother Zhu, what's wrong with you?" If you want to find me, why don't you go directly to Wenlan Pavilion, and don't let the maids tell me that you are only sulking here? ”

Although he didn't know why Zhu Zhanji was angry, Sun Qingyang was still secretly prepared to face the anger that he might suddenly burst.

However, as always, when Zhu Zhanji saw her, he lost that cold look, he glanced up at Sun Qingyang, lowered his eyes sullenly, and replied simply: "Didn't I tell you to wait for me?" Why don't you wait? ”

"I don't know when you and Brother Yan will talk, besides, I told the maid, if you come, go to Wenlan Pavilion to find me, or ask someone to call me back."

"When I got up early and asked you to wait for me, it was one thing, and later, something else happened, so I wanted to see you directly, looking for you around, I was afraid that I couldn't control myself."

Sun Qingyang remembered the look he had when he left with Zhu Zhan in the morning, and it was really very different from now, he stood up, sat next to him, and leaned on his shoulder, "What did Brother Zhu want to tell me about it in the morning, why would he be angry?" ”

Zhu Zhanji turned his head to look at Sun Qingyang beside him, under the dim light, the skin on his neck was white and clear like mutton fat and jade, thinking of what he heard this afternoon, his heart hurt, as if there was a knife to tear his heart out of his chest.

"I got up early and wanted to ask you to fly a kite in two days, what do you want?" In the morning, I went to her so happily, and thought about the appearance of more than a dozen kites, there must be one that she liked, but didn't want to, and in the blink of an eye, the dream came to naught.

"What about the afternoon? In the afternoon, I was angry about something, and I pulled the flowers that my brother gave me. ”

"Sister—"

"Huh?"

"Do you like me more or do you like me more?"

When the words came out, Zhu Zhanji was a little afraid to know the answer, but he also hoped to know, and looked at Sun Qingyang eagerly.

Sun Qingyang looked at him strangely, "Brother Zhu, why are you asking such a strange question?" Brother Yan is from the Han Palace, and you and I are from the Prince's Mansion, so naturally we should be closer to Brother Zhu. ”

Although Sun Qingyang's answer was not what he thought, Zhu Zhanji still breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll ask casually, I thought you would say you like it all." ”

"My aunt said that between brothers and sisters, we must love each other, love and help each other, but there will definitely be distance due to intimacy, just like Brother Jun and Brother Yin, Brother Qi should be closer, and you and Brother Yong and Brother Yuan should be closer."

In the prince's mansion, the second emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanyun, the fourth emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanyin and the seventh emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanyuan were born by Li Liangyuan, and the third emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanyong and the fifth emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanyuan and the emperor's eldest grandson were the same mother's compatriots, which were born by the crown princess Zhang Han.

Hearing Sun Qingyang's answer, Zhu Zhanji knew that she completely misunderstood what she meant, and smiled hard, "Then if Brother Yu and I both ask to marry you, who will you marry?" ”

Sun Qingyang was taken aback, "Brother Zhu, at my age, it seems that I shouldn't be talking about any marriage, right?" Even you, who are not old enough to perform the crown ceremony, I heard my aunt say that I don't want you to marry a concubine too early, and I want you to work hard to go to school. ”

Although Sun Qingyang vaguely knew that he had come here for the emperor's eldest grandson Zhu Zhanji, but firstly, she was young, and this matter was a literal meaning for her, and she didn't take it seriously at all.

It's really young, and it's not time to start thinking about it.

Of course, heroic as Zhu Zhanji and heroic as Zhu Zhanji are very pleasing to the eye, and she doesn't mind seeing two more eyes.