Tongze comrades
Chapter 41 Tongze Fellows
Chaoling felt that after she helped Su Jiuli do something lacking great virtue, she didn't get any benefits, and she waited for a few days and didn't wait for Jiuli's bet.
On the day of the poetry meeting, when she was ready to give up this opportunity to get close to Chu Wenbing, Jiuli sent someone to send a golden hairpin and a sentence "Loyal to the monarch." β
Bell looked at this heavy golden hairpin in trouble, today Chao Ling half-scattered hair tied a blue hairband, white clothes lined with her eyebrows and eyes gentle, and like a literati.
This golden hairpin is too luxurious, and it obviously does not match today's outfit.
"Poetry will bring such hairpins?" The bell was drawn for a long time. "The slave and maid dismantled and redid it for the nobleman."
I was bored with combing my hair every day, and when I heard that I had to comb it again, I hurriedly said, "No, no, that's it." She casually put the hairpin on her head and went out.
The carriages of various families were parked outside the Taifu Mansion, and the ladies were assigned to another place to draw questions. The title is nothing more than an article praising the scenery of the four seasons, and some of the changes are painless rhetoric, not talking about political affairs, and not embarrassing the ladies.
Chaoling was lazy in the carriage, and refused to get off the carriage in the outermost part of the car, even if she sang about mountains and rivers, she couldn't write it. As early as just now, she spread the mana into her eyes, read all the notes in the jar, and made sure that she couldn't answer any of them.
Now she thinks that Jiu Li is deliberate, she doesn't want her to participate, and she dances a pre-array requiem, which disgusted Bai Yu, and now she is finished herself.
This is retribution.
"I don't know which lady this is, I've entered Taixue, please get off." Seeing that the carriage was not going, the little servant stepped forward.
"Nobleman." Cheng Yu, who was driving, was also a little anxious, and said that the nobles were reading day and night in Liu Mianxuan today, and they didn't know what they had read.
Chaoling got out of the car hard, how did he become a bad student after working hard for 30,000 years to the world. She followed the few lines of poetry she remembered in her mind, and prepared to use a spell to draw herself a barely able question.
Just listen ahead,"
"Self-pity poetry wine thin, difficult to cope, many springs. The most scoundrel is Suixiangzhu, who has been accompanied by fanatics. β
It's good, she'll be able to carry it anymore.
As he continued to walk forward, someone had already recognized the carriage of the Prince's Mansion.
"There are still people who get off the car from the Prince's Mansion, Lin Wanqi, the former general's mansion, said that he entered the prince's mansion after entering the Teaching Workshop Division. Such a person also wants to participate in the Yaji as a dependent? Bite off more than one can chew. β
"Don't worry, even if it's the former Lin Wanqi, do you think she can enter Taixue? Pipe dream. β
Chao Ling raised his head when he heard the sound, only to feel that after sending one Nie Wanqing away, there would be another one, and the women with broken mouths in the imperial city were really endless.
She placed her hand in the box full of inscriptions, and the mana of her fingertips was like eyes seeing the inside. "This? No....... this won't be. β
"This young lady is not like a person in the capital." The box is reversed.
Mrs. Chu was dressed in a green shirt, and the fairy wind bones stood in front of the door, overlooking the students of the world in the prosperous world. Among the students, a white dress looked at him directly, with a clear face, a resolute expression, and a bright golden hairpin inserted in his bun, like an upstart who strayed into it.
"Taixue Poetry Club, do you still need to be from the capital?"
Mrs. Chu was slightly stunned, she could vaguely see Lin Wanqi's childhood appearance, she was not like an ordinary girl since she was a child, on the day Chu Wenbing and Lin Qingping got engaged, she went out of the morning work, and when she saw him for the first time, she came over and teased, "Sister-in-law is good-looking, but she is so weak, how can she be good on the battlefield in the future?" β
Now she should have been on the battlefield and on the execution ground, but she still speaks like this.
Mrs. Chu sighed, pressed the lid of the sticker, and said with a smile, "The old man has a question, please answer the girls." β
The sound of whispered discussion around gradually came into Chaoling's ears, and this was the first time that Mrs. Chu appeared in the back house of the female dependent's assessment.
"The son of the rhino canal jade sword, the young man of the white horse and the golden bond."
"Should it be checked?"
Chaoling didn't expect that in the end, Jiuli actually won the bet. It can really be answered: "Loyal to the king." β
When these four words pressed on the root of Chaoling's tongue, she thought of the requiem before the battle. The ugly sword dance of Xinghua Restaurant forced Bai Yu to a point where he needed to prove his innocence, and on the other hand, he reminded the people in the city and the Lin family.
When Mrs. Chu saw Lin Wanqi, he would inevitably ask this question, in the military, there are always young rangers who serve the country and the people. He was asking her, did Pingning Pass regret the war? Is there a grudge in the general's house?
She just needs to reply, no regrets, no complaints.
Loyal to the monarch, these four words have almost become the universal answer to this proposition.
"Fellow comrades." She looked at the old man in front of her steadily, and all kinds of thoughts converged in her heart.
All the people who died in the first battle of Pingning Pass were human lives, if you regret it? Regret.
Stored in the home of the general, loyal to the monarch, but ended up like this, resentful? Resentment.
She knew that her answer would definitely be over, and she couldn't complain anyone, what could she do if Jiu Li's question was successful? The candidates are not convinced, they are not convinced.
Chao Ling shook his head and turned to leave.
Mrs. Chu sighed, patted her on the shoulder, and although she didn't comment, she also acquiesced to Chaoling's participation in the poetry meeting.
"The noble man has passed, and he should be there in a while." Cheng Yu whispered in Jiuli's ear.
Jiu Li was not surprised, provoking Bai Yu was just a convenience, he sincerely went to help Chaoling. He nodded, but saw that Cheng Yu hadn't left, so he asked, "What's the matter?" β
"Nobleman, answer: Tongze comrades."
Jiu Li suddenly laughed, and the smile came with a gentle warmth in her eyes, "If she answers, it won't be Lin Chaochao." β
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The poetry club is far more boring than Chaoling imagined, surrounded by young ladies from various families, noble and self-controlled, and unwilling to have anything to do with Chaoling.
She walked around the inner courtyard for a while, but she didn't find Chu Wenbing, Taifu Gui is the emperor's teacher, and the mansion is not luxurious but also very elegant, simple and elegant, one step at a time.
Chao Ling walked to the pond boredly, picked up a stone to float in the water, she was not very skillful, at most she could only jump on the surface of the river three times, after a few times she was a little dissatisfied, decided to use a spell to cheat.
I saw her raise her wrist, slowly inject mana into her fingertips, and throw it like the surface of the water, and the stone jumped on the water a few times, and went straight to the opposite bank. Chao Ling clapped his hands with satisfaction, and was about to leave, when he heard a bang.
"Who smashed this king."
Chao Ling hurriedly hid behind the stones, but he was still seen by the sharp eye.
Su Linchuan held the wine bottle as always, half leaning against the pillar probe, and he freed a finger to point at Chaoling, "You come over to this king." β
Chaoling began to wonder if the people surnamed Su were all Jiumengzi.
In this case, only a fool will pass, and of course Chao Ling chooses to turn around and run.
Boom, two stones crossed the water and hit Chaoling's head, and the golden hairpin on the top of his head fell into the water.
"Ahhh Su Linchuan saw the golden hairpin in the water, and his guilt turned into flush, from his neck to his face, "I'll compensate you for one." β
Chao Ling touched her head, she felt that she should have seen it wrong, the techniques used by those two stones were the same as her own techniques, and these three princes were still warlocks?
Su Linchuan's reaction quickly confirmed Chaoling's conjecture, he jumped up lightly, put his hands behind his back, and lightly crossed the small pond and landed in front of Chaoling.
Although people who practice martial arts can also rely on light skills to achieve this effect, there is no difference in vision, but Su Linchuan can make Chao Ling feel the fluctuation of spiritual power.
It is not a secret that Su Linchuan is a warlock, he was enlightened by an elder when he was young, and he was accepted as a protΓ©gΓ© early. But later the second prince died, and the queen became ill with longing, so she recalled the only remaining heir under her knee to the imperial city.
No one knows whether Su Linchuan is happy to return to Beijing, in short, he is now the most likely candidate to compete with Su Jiuli for the crown prince.
An alcoholic, a drunkard who knows magic.
He also flew unsteadily in the air, and Chaoling tried to help him several times, but he still stubbornly reached the opposite side of Chaoling. "That...... Is that hairpin of yours valuable? Shall I pay you? β
"Do you know how expensive that is?" Chao Ling remembered that he almost removed his veil from Xinghua Restaurant, so he was angry and deliberately deceived.
"Girl make a price."
"I'll see if you have any jewelry on you, if it's enough to pay me a hairpin."
Su Linchuan probed, he had no long things, and he could definitely afford the four words "one poor and two white".
Chao Ling gasped, how could a prince not even have a jade pendant? She held her forehead and pondered for a while, "Then you can do something for me." β
Su Linchuan could see at a glance that her purpose was not pure, and she was a little confused, "This is Taixue, the girl is not good at reciting poems, what are you going to do?" β
"Bard right?" Chao Ling looked at Su Linchuan carefully, "You are the prince, you should learn well in cultural classes." β
"I went to Taihang Mountain when I was three years old, girl, you are embarrassing me."
"And how did you get in?" Chao Ling was puzzled: "Can a man not take the exam when he enters the door?" β
Su Linchuan knew that he couldn't hide, according to Chaoling's temperament, if he didn't achieve his goal, he was afraid that he would make trouble sneaking into Taixue, anyway, he was just a lively person, and he didn't want to fight for any reputation, so he nodded helplessly and said, "What does the girl want me to do?" β
"Help me write a song, write it better." Chao Ling's heart blossomed, "I'll go get pen and ink, you hide, don't let others see it." β
Su Linchuan looked at her cheerful back that could jump up, and shook her head helplessly, obviously this little girl didn't know anything about the third prince.
"Zhao Ruyue, the second lady of the Zhao family, is against her, and the breeze and the moon are like slaves."
"The Prince's Mansion Lin Wanqi is against it, and there is nothing to do."
Chao Ling held his forehead, and scolded Su Linchuan, who was dressed as a little guy next to him, "Nothing, nothing." Would you say that? I've listened to it four times. β
"Do you have any other good words?" Su Linchuan pondered while looking at the new topic.
In this matter, he can be said to have done his best, and after a while, he mentioned nothing on the new volume, four big characters.
"Don't, don't, don't, you've lost your face."
"You can do it, you can write it, what did you get into."
Chaoling was choked by his hatred, and he couldn't say that he was cheating.
The two looked at each other without saying a word.
"In the front hall, the protΓ©gΓ© Zhang Zhaoran is opposed, the early sun on the leaves is dry and rainy, the water surface is light and round, and the wind lifts the lotus one by one."
Chao Ling touched the birthday sticker on his waist, he really didn't expect it to come in handy here.
Despite Chaoling's threat, Zhang Zhaoran is still unwilling to give up this opportunity to be in the limelight.