It was quiet outside. There was no light in the house, and the sudden silence made it even more lonely.

The door is just hidden, and there is no psychological understanding of the dance, there is not much difference between opening and closing this door, and no one will come in anyway.

There is still a difference between opening and closing the door.

On this day, the festival dancers fell asleep in a daze with a bitter mood. Sima Lanting sat for a night with a puzzle about the sacrificial dance.

"Come here." Sima Lanting went back early, so he beckoned a maid to come over.

That maid Yin Xian was experienced, and she passed over immediately when Sima Lan stopped.

"Lord Wang." The maid called in a low voice.

Hearing this familiar voice, Sima Lanting was originally against his head, but he immediately raised it, and after seeing the person again, he smiled bitterly, how could it be, it was just that he was thinking too much.

"What do you think of this king?" Sima Lanting asked.

The maid didn't understand the master's mood, she only knew that if she had a question, she would have to answer, and it was the answer that made the master happy, "The prince is naturally the dragon and phoenix among the people, and the master is the object of many girls in the capital." Or ......"

"That's enough, if you let it go, this king won't punish you." Sima Lanting knew that what she said was nonsense, and what he wanted to hear was not like that.

"Yes." Hearing this, Sima Lanting thought that he was going to tell the truth, but what he said was even more outrageous than what he said just now: "The prince knows astronomy and geography, and no matter what he does in the court, it will be smooth." And he also surpassed many people in appearance, and was the object of admiration of most women. ”

The maid adheres to the idea that she wants to please her master, and what she says is like this.

Sima Lanting listened and sent the people away. I sat there alone for most of the day.

"Sacrificial dance." Sima Lanting whispered the name.

Yin Yin is the person he fell in love with at a glance, and it was because he didn't dare to act rashly in the capital at that time, so he asked Sima Liangyi to take people away. Otherwise, what kind of situation would I be with her now?

Sima Lanting closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

I thought about it all night, I didn't come up with anything, I couldn't think of anything.

He sat there until it was cloudy.

Sima Lanting didn't sleep all night, and at the same time, there were many people who didn't dare to sleep. But it hurt the old housekeeper.

I'm a lot older, and I have to stay up all night.

"Uncle Lin, has the prince taken a fancy to the people of Yixiangyuan? I'm still not sleeping for that person. "The old housekeeper doesn't sleep, and there is also a little apprentice who accompanies the adoption who doesn't sleep.

Steward Lin said, "Young people, I just like to toss these. ”

Steward Lin said this in a daze, and the little apprentice couldn't hear it, so he asked, "What are you tossing?" ”

Steward Lin looked at the little apprentice beside him with a smile and said, "Child, if you like the girl of that family in the future, remember to go directly, don't hesitate to go, otherwise when you hesitate, the girl's heart will not know who to run with for a long time." ”

The little apprentice is only twelve years old now, and what Steward Lin said was beyond the scope of his comprehension, and he still asked indifferently: "But Uncle Lin, I'm still young." What Brother Qi said is that even if you want to like the girl, it's still early, and now is not the time. ”

Steward Lin smiled kindly, and then stopped talking.

"Uncle Lin, can you say a few more words." The little apprentice kept shaking Steward Lin's arm and pleading. The vigil is an extremely boring thing, and the little apprentice is not suitable for doing this, if he hadn't been bent on accompanying Steward Lin, he would have gone to sleep a long time ago.

Steward Lin couldn't stand it anymore because of the little apprentice's request, and asked helplessly, "Then what else do you want to know?" ”

The little apprentice was stunned when he heard it, he just wanted Steward Lin to tell him something interesting, but he didn't know what to say, "Uncle Lin, you can talk about the prince again." The little apprentice suddenly had an idea, and he remembered the legend about Sima Lanting in the mansion.

O King of Stability.

Steward Lin whispered meaningfully.

The little apprentice had been looking at Steward Lin all the time, and now he saw him speak, but he didn't hear the voice, and couldn't wait to say, "Uncle Lin, you say it louder, I can't hear it." ”

Steward Lin still had a kind face, and said, "The prince's affairs, let's not talk about it casually." ”

"But Uncle Lin, I often hear those sisters talk about the prince." When the little apprentice saw that Steward Lin didn't say anything, he began to play tricks. Forget all the things that the maids told him to keep secret.

Originally, it was normal for people to talk about the master, this was all whispered behind the scenes, but now it was said at once, Steward Lin is a person who doesn't like to chew the root of his tongue behind his back, and he also hates those who always chew the root of his tongue behind his back.

"Who are you listening to?" Hearing Steward Lin's question, the little apprentice realized that he seemed to have said something that he shouldn't have said.

The little apprentice said hesitantly: "Uncle Lin, they say that this is a very normal thing, and everyone who is a subordinate in the master's family likes to talk about the master's deeds like this." ”

Steward Lin looked at the little apprentice helplessly, and said in a slightly stiff tone: "I have adopted one of you without a wife and daughter in my life, if the prince agrees, then you have to follow the prince to do things, you must not have such a temperament." It's better to be a little more restrained. Don't follow the crowd either. ”

The little apprentice felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this, and he immediately said unhappily: "But Uncle Lin, this is not what I want, and I don't want to stay in Anding Palace." I'm going to go out. ”

Steward Lin knew that his little apprentice was angry, and he didn't pay attention to it when he said fairy tales. Because when he was younger, he didn't expect that he would be his least favorite housekeeper.

"Okay, if you're sleepy, go to sleep." The wind is blowing and the winter nights are cold. Steward Lin didn't want the little apprentice to be blown cold, so as not to take more care of his weaker little apprentice when the time came, so he urged people back.

"Uncle Lin, I'm not sleepy." The little apprentice insisted on not sleeping, just to accompany Steward Lin.

Steward Lin comforted him and said, "You go back first, I will be back soon, it is late at night, and the prince will go to sleep soon." ”

When the little apprentice heard this, he obediently went back first.

After watching the little apprentice leave, Steward Lin said softly: "Qingqi, he is still young, so don't always teach him some strange things." ”

A voice came from the empty room around: "Uncle Lin, he took the initiative to ask." "Qingqi's ability to shake the pot is still first-class.

Steward Lin smiled and said, "Really? I hope he won't say something rebellious in front of the prince that day. ”

After hearing this, Qingqi slowly walked into Steward Lin from outside the screen: "Uncle Lin, this kid is clever." ”

Steward Lin didn't blame much, "Shouldn't you be guarding outside the prince's house?" How did you get here? ”

Qingqi's hands that were still ringed were put down with a sigh, "It's not the person from Yixiangyuan yet, otherwise I can't sleep at night and still be frozen here?" ”

Steward Lin quietly debunked him: "Are you sure that's the case?" There's an earth dragon in there. Are you cold? ”

Qingqi looked at Steward Lin's appearance, and also learned from the little apprentice: "Uncle Lin, people are still young now, and they are afraid of the cold." When this sentence came out, Steward Lin only felt goosebumps spilling all over the ground.

"Come on, if you like to stay here, stay here, I'm an old man now, I'm old and a bone, and the prince will rely on you to guard it." I'm going to go to sleep first. ”

"Eh, Uncle Lin, why do you say just leave?" Qingqi didn't know if he said the wrong sentence.

After saying that, Steward Lin got up, opened the door, and did it in one go.

In the end, it was done, close the door, walk back, sit down, and it was all in one go.

"Uncle Lin, why don't you leave?" Qingqi teased: "Is it too cold outside?" Uncle Lin, you can't do this, if you wait for the prince to call urgently, wouldn't you only be able to help the prince do things in this house. ”

Steward Lin ignored Qingqi's words, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

Qingqi was bored, so he could only sit sullenly.

Sima Lanting sat alone this night, and there was no sudden summoning.

Steward Lin originally wanted to take a rest, but when he was old, his spirit was not as good as before, and he finally fell asleep.

It was a sunny day that Steward Lin had never seen before, and the sun was slowly rising in the middle from the east this morning. I saw one day the dragon hovering in the sky. Although this was the first time Steward Lin had seen the dragon, he still had some feelings.

The dragon looked at Steward Lin below, and disappeared for a long time.

Then Steward Lin woke up sweating profusely.

"What's wrong with Uncle Lin?" Qingqi heard the movement here, looked at Steward Lin and asked casually.

"It's fine." Steward Lin calmed down and stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his head.

"Uncle Lin, what are you dreaming about, and you are sweating? Didn't you dream of a girl? Qingqi quipped.

Steward Lin's face turned green when he heard this, what kind of girl did he dream of when he was old, "It's too hot here, it's hot." ”

In order to prevent Qingqi from speaking again, Steward Lin got up and walked out.

Leaving Qingqi alone, still smiling.

How could I dream of such a scene?

Steward Lin calmed down a lot while blowing the cold wind outside his dream.

It was already dawn outside, and people were busy cleaning up the snow piled up in the courtyard. It turned out that it snowed last night, no wonder it was so cold now.

"Uncle Lin, the prince is looking for you." I searched for a long time one night before I found Steward Lin.

Steward Lin bowed his head and left early in the night.

It's still a bit serious at night, Qingqi looks like a hanger every day, and he doesn't know how to restrain himself even when he talks to his elders. Alas, but young people.

As soon as Steward Lin entered, he saw that Sima Lanting was looking at a painting, and the painting was a girl, and the background was a little familiar, as if it was in the palace. The girl was dressed in a dark green palace dress, her head was monotonously decorated, with a faint smile on her face, and her hands were about to touch the flowers on the tree. Surrounded by flowers and green leaves.

This should be what they have been talking about. Steward Lin thought lightly, and did not take the initiative to ask.

"Lord Wang." Steward Lin reminded Sima Lanting.

Sima Lanting was immersed in this painting and did not say much.

Steward Lin could only accompany him without saying a word.

"Uncle Lin, how do you look at the girl?" Sima Lanting finally came back to his senses and flipped the painting in his hand to show Steward Lin.

Steward Lin looked carefully at the person on the painting and gave a more pertinent answer: "It looks like a peach and a plum." ”

A simple four words sum up the festival dance.

But it depends on who says these words. The person who happened to be talking about it was Steward Lin.

Steward Lin, the champion of the imperial examination during the reign of the former emperor Sima Yu.

Sima Lanting was very satisfied when he heard this answer, nodded, and then said: "Uncle Lin, she is a sacrificial dance, you know about her." ”

This is an affirmative sentence.

Steward Lin may not have seen the appearance of the sacrificial dance, but he must know about the sacrificial dance.

Steward Lin didn't deny it, he said calmly: "The prince likes it? ”

This is a nonsense, Sima Lanting's attitude towards the sacrificial dance has long been known in the palace, and even in the entire capital.

I don't know why, Steward Lin still asked.

"I like it." Sima Lanting had few reservations in front of Steward Lin.

The expression on the young man's face was very infatuated. With his eyes in the midst of reminiscence, Steward Lin thought for a while and gave a sentence: "If you really like it, don't miss it." ”

Sima Lanting has not yet had a real wife and concubine, on the one hand, he does not pay attention to it, and on the other hand, his biological mother has passed away. Although there are a lot of flower building women in the ancient city, they are all illusions, and the purpose is to confuse the enemy.

Sima Lanting finally heard a sentence with the same intention as himself, and he was a little excited: "But people don't like me." ”

Sima Lanting's words were like talking to the elders in his family about his troubles about his sweetheart.

Lin Guan's family really had never seen Sima Lanting like this, looking at the distressed person, he sighed with a smile and said, "If the prince really likes it, show some sincerity to impress her." ”

Sincerity? Could it be that I wasn't sincere enough before?

Sima Lanting was confused.

Sacrificial dance, the origin of Yixiang Courtyard, and the pavilion master of the Water Shadow Pavilion, the concubine of the previous emperor, with such an identity, what kind of position will Sima Lanting give her. Steward Lin was a little curious: "What kind of position does the prince put people?" ”

After hearing the words, Sima Lan Tingyin was stunned, he didn't think about what kind of identity he gave to the sacrificial dance, he just wanted to be able to see a few sacrificial dances every day.

"Then the prince still has to think about it, after all, her current identity is there, if you ......"

"Naturally, it is taken to heart."

Steward Lin smiled kindly when he heard what Sima Lanting said suddenly.

Take it to heart.

What a nostalgic phrase this is.

Young is good.

Steward Lin has excellent intelligence, and he resigned after being an official for a year after winning the top prize, just because he felt that the people in the court were too pedantic. It's always out of place with yourself.

Now, if Sima Lanting's words were to be said to other people, they would definitely be rejected. And Steward Lin won't go to what he is going to do, just to give him some timely tips.

"Uncle Lin." Sima Lanting paused for a long time before starting to say the next sentence: "Can I go?" ”

Steward Lin knew what he was worried about, the person in front of him was so confident and full of dazzling light, but it was also full of humility in things like feelings?

When this word jumped out of Steward Lin's mind, Steward Lin himself was startled, how could such a high-spirited young man be humble?

Steward Lin didn't speak for a long time, Sima Lanting was a little anxious, he didn't know the excitement in his heart, and said, "Uncle Lin, I don't have a chance?" ”

There was a bit of desperation and helplessness in his tone.

Steward Lin thought that he was originally a housekeeper for others, and since he was a housekeeper, he had to take care of the master's mood and solve problems for the master, even if he gave the master a little hope.

So Steward Lin decided to save his master who was in a depressed mood, and said: "If the prince wants to go, of course he can go, you see that you have been there so many times, has she refused you?" No, right, since that's the case, say that the girl is actually affectionate to you, otherwise she would have turned you away a long time ago. ”

In fact, the sacrificial dance has rejected himself, and more than once, but Sima Lanting still won't say this kind of thing, he still has to save face.

"She rejected me many times, and I was cheeky enough to stick to it." Sima Lanting felt that he actually had no secrets in front of Steward Lin.

When Steward Lin heard this, he didn't say much.

Sima Lanting and Steward Lin looked at each other, and found what they wanted in Steward Lin's eyes.

"I'll try again." Sima Lanting decided, wasn't he rejected. I've rejected the hearts of many girls. Isn't it just that your mind is rejected, what is there here?

If the sacrificial dance can't settle the palace with his own people, then he will tie people back with his own hands, what is this.

Steward Lin didn't know what Sima Lanting was thinking now, if he knew that his consolation was such a result, he would definitely not say more.

Treat a girl like this, no matter who you are, you don't want to.

But if you think about it, it seems that there will still be people who are willing. That's right, it's those who love Sima Lanting.

Steward Lin looked at Sima Lanting with satisfaction. He had been by Sima Lanting's side since he was a child.

It was Sima Lanting who grew up, and for this child, Steward Lin felt that he had verified a sentence, in the palace, it is better not to give birth to a child without a biological mother.

Steward Lin looked at Sima Lanting kindly and said, "The prince must believe in himself, don't miss out in this possible year." Steward Lin's tone was as if he had missed something when he was young.