The mountains and rivers in the Hanlin Courtyard are beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, Li Wenjun exclaimed while walking, "This school is really good, the scenery is good." ”

Nangong Ze smiled slightly, with a plausible pride on his face, "Hanlin Academy is the first school of Heavenly Spirit, study here......"

"I know, you don't need to introduce it, I'll see it myself." As soon as Li Wenjun's voice fell, he walked to the room where the sound of reading came.

There were low tables in the room, and everyone was dressed in the same clothes and sat on the floor.

The teacher shook his head and shook his head with the sound of reading, very drunk.

Li Wenjun leaned against the window and watched for a while, then walked away lightly.

The two of them walked along the path to the outside of a courtyard covered with roses, and laughter came out from inside;

"Sister Xuerou, you will definitely be able to come out on top!"

Qin Xuerou smiled and said, "Where, Sister Ying'er praised it falsely." ”

"Rou'er, this is like wings flying ......" Wu Zhiqing held the embroidery with both hands and looked at it carefully, "This painting is between you and His Royal Highness King Jing?" ”

Qin Xuerou put a finger on her lips, "Shhhh Don't talk nonsense! She wanted to say and stopped, "I ......"

"What are you afraid of, Sister Xue Rou is versatile, and she is the daughter of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and she is as good as His Royal Highness King Jing!"

Wu Zhiqing smiled, "Sister Ying'er is right. ”

"Sister Qing, don't make fun of my sister!" Qin Xuerou lowered her head, very shy.

Wu Zhiqing patted her on the shoulder, "If my sister is interested in His Royal Highness King Jing, she might as well express her heart to His Highness on the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

"I ......" Qin Xuerou became more and more shy.

"That's right! That full moon night is the time for all the ladies to choose concubines for His Royal Highness, and Sister Xue Rou has to shine and attract the attention of His Royal Highness King Jing! ”

"Ying'er, don't make any more trouble." Qin Xuerou said with disgust, she didn't care about it on her face, but her thoughts drifted to the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, if she could let him take a look......

"Ying'er, what about you? Do you have a man you like? Wu Zhiqing asked.

Wang Ying'er was direct, "I am happy with Major General Situ!" She blinked, "Don't worry, Sister Qing, I won't rob His Royal Highness King Xian with you!" ”

Wu Zhiqing's face flushed, "What nonsense are you talking about!" ”

"I'm not talking nonsense! Ever since she met by the Acacia Lake, Sister Qing has never forgotten His Royal Highness King Xian. ”

Wu Zhiqing pretended to be angry, "You talk nonsense again!" ”

"Hee-hee-hee-hee......-hee," Wang Yinger grimaced and ran away.

Outside the courtyard, Li Wenjun shook his shoulders and was about to leave, but unexpectedly stepped on a broken branch under his feet and made a sound;

"Who?!" Wu Zhiqing shouted loudly, and then strode out, and after seeing Nangong Ze, he hurriedly saluted, "I have seen His Royal Highness King Xian." ”

Other official ladies also saluted, "I've seen His Royal Highness King Xian." ”

"No courtesy."

Wang Ying'er looked at Li Wenjun directly, "Who are you?" ”

Nangong Ze was about to speak, but Li Wenjun took the lead, "I am a friend of His Royal Highness King Xian. ”

Wang Ying'er rolled her eyes, and asked again, "I have seen all Brother Ze's friends, why haven't I seen you?" ”

"You haven't seen me, what's the matter with me!" Li Wenjun said angrily.

"You!" Wang Yinger pointed at her, "You ......"

"Ying'er, don't be rude!" Nangong Ze shouted softly.

Wu Zhiqing's face froze and he didn't say a word.

"Hmph, Brother Lingyu has changed! Actually murder me, hum! Wang Ying'er puffed out her face and puffed out.

"Let's go, let's go somewhere else." Li Wenjun pulled Nangong Ze forward.

Wang Ying'er followed and pointed at her, "You, you!" How can you be so shameless, you! You let go of your hands! ”

Li Wenjun let go of his hand, "And then?" ”

"And then、Then you are not allowed to pester Brother Lingyu anymore!"

Wu Zhiqing pulled Wang Ying'er and whispered, "Ying'er, don't be impulsive." ”

"Ying'er, don't mess around!" Nangong Ze became serious.

"Brother Lingyu! You're killing me! As soon as Wang Ying'er's voice fell, she looked at Li Wenjun indignantly.

Without waiting for Nangong Ze to respond, Li Wenjun pulled him away.

Wang Ying'er stomped her feet, "Sister Qing, look at her!" ”

Wu Zhiqing's face was very ugly, "His Royal Highness King Xian has always treated you like a sister, how could you ......?"

"Not really! Brother Lingyu actually murdered me for an outsider! ”

"It seems that the girl is not simple." Wu Zhiqing looked at their backs thoughtfully.

"I'm going to have to ask Daddy for an answer!"

Wu Zhiqing nodded, "Your Highness is good friends with Uncle Wang, maybe Uncle Wang will know something." ”

Li Wenjun raised his eyebrows at Nangong Ze, and smiled evilly, "You are not shallow!" ”

Nangong Ze smiled helplessly, "In front of it is the courtyard where Yuan Zisheng taught. ”

"Is your nickname Brother Lingyu?"

"The king's name is Nangong Ze, the word, Lingyu."

"Oh, who's that bouncing pink?"

The corners of Nangong Ze's mouth twitched, "The daughter of Wang Shu, the official department's Shangshu, Wang Ying'er." ”

"What about the one who pulled her?"

"The daughter of the military department, Wu Zhiqing."

Li Wenjun frowned, "Then I'm the daughter of a high-ranking official?" You won't call tomorrow, will you? ”

Nangong Ze said with a smile, "You are the young master of the National Teacher's Mansion, your status is not lower than them, and you are equally noble, not to mention that the young master has a unique skill, so why should you care?" ”

Li Wenjun nodded, "Yes." ”

Nangong Ze: "......"

"Let's go! Go and see Yuan Zisheng, who painted at the age of three, wrote poetry at the age of five, and was famous all over the world in the year of the crown. ”

"Hmm."

There were tables in the courtyard, and on each person's table were the four treasures of the study.

"Rhythm is not the only criterion for good poetry, but being familiar with it is the only way to break through yourself."

The owner of the sound of the tinkling sound of the spring water was a man dressed in white, and as he walked, he said, "This so-called spiritual theory is ......"

He stopped and nodded slightly towards Nan Miyazawa.

Everyone was about to salute Nangong Ze;

Nangong Ze hurriedly waved his hand, "No need to be polite." ”

"Let's go, you're disturbing people's classes!" Li Wenjun patted him on the shoulder, then turned around and left.

Nangong Ze: "......"