Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "Uncle's mind is still as sharp as ever."

Old Marquis Lu stroked his beard quite complacently, "Your aunt said the same thing."

As the footsteps approached, Old Marquis Lu also leaned on Zizhu, the folding fan spread out in front of his chest, pretending to close his eyes and listen to the piano intoxicated.

He has always been the character of a Confucian general.

The character can't be down.

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and shook his head, Quan Dazhou thought that the old marquis Lu was a Confucian general, and I was afraid that there was only one uncle.

Zhao Chen followed Luo Ping to the neighborhood, but he didn't make a sound to disturb, but stood not far away and listened, until the end of the song, and then stepped forward to say goodbye.

He praised, "The sound of the Seven Emperors' uncle's piano is like mountains and flowing water, which makes people smell it, and the nephew is quite coincidental, and it is rare for others to have such a blessing."

Zhao Chengyuan took his hand, picked up the teacup from the low table on the side and took a sip of tea, Fang said lightly, "The prince's piano skills are the best among the princes, if you want to listen to the sound of the piano, you don't have to come to the Jin Palace."

Zhao Chen smiled, "My nephew's piano skills are not on par with the Seventh Emperor Uncle."

Luo Ping couldn't help but slander, if Ye Chang was here, I am afraid that he would have to interject and say a word, and the prince did not mean to let you compare with him.

Zhao Chen smiled at Old Marquis Lu, who seemed to be still reminiscing about the sound of the piano, "Old Marquis Lu, I'm disturbing your Yaxing who always listens to the piano."

Old Marquis Lu suddenly opened his eagle eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream, "The prince is here!"

He arched his hand, which was regarded as a greeting.

"His Royal Highness the case of the Chen Mansion can be more attentive, Ning Yatou will be your imperial aunt in the future, and it can be regarded as your filial piety in advance."

Zhao Chen smiled and said, "The old marquis is joking. The county lord of Zhaoping is still in the filial piety period, and he is not allowed to discuss his relatives, so I am afraid that it is inappropriate for you to joke like this. Lonely is his own family, so naturally he won't take it seriously, but if he hears it in the ears of someone with a heart, he can't say that he will impeach the Seven Emperor Uncles and Dingguo Gong for disregarding filial piety."

Old Marquis Lu didn't care and said, "Whatever! If Ah Yuan can marry a daughter-in-law, it doesn't matter if he is impeached! As for Ding Guogong, he was impeached, and I was too late to be happy!"

Xiucai met Bing, and it was unreasonable to explain, which was Zhao Chen's feelings at this time.

Old Marquis Lu has always been open-mouthed, and he comes as soon as he opens his mouth for crooked reasoning and heresy, but he also occupies the name of an old uncle, the elder brother of the Empress Dowager Lu, and no one can help him.

He smiled, "The old marquis is free and easy, and he admires it. Did the old marquis ever ask Uncle Seven Emperor if he wanted to marry a wife?"

Old Marquis Lu frowned, "Do you still need to ask? The clothes and bedding have been sent to the Dingguo Mansion, why does he do these things without marrying a wife?"

Although he said, he didn't have too much confidence in his own heart. He had only been talking to himself for so long, but Ah Yuan didn't respond to half a word.

To say that this uncle is not good is not fake. If he is his own father, the child can be beaten once if he is disobedient, and if one meal is not enough, he will be beaten twice. But A-Yuan is a nephew, a prince, and an amazing prince, he can't do it.

Zhao Chen sat on the ground opposite Zhao Chengyuan and looked at Zhao Chengyuan with a smile, "Uncle Seven Emperors wants to marry a wife?"

Zhao Chengyuan poured a cup of tea and put it on Zhao Chen's side, "The prince came here on purpose, so he wants to ask this king?"

Zhao Chen held the teacup and pressed it under his palm, "The Seventh Emperor Uncle and Concubine are important matters, and the nephew naturally has to take it to heart. If you marry the Dingguo Mansion, it will be a great joy for the whole world."

Old Marquis Lu also pricked up his ears.

He also wanted to know A-Yuan's exact answer!

Zhao Chengyuan turned his head to look at him, "Uncle, it's time to accompany my aunt to practice swords."

was taken away at a critical time, and Old Marquis Lu was very unhappy.

But Ah Luo is still waiting in the house, and he can't make his daughter-in-law unhappy too late.

He walked away in a huff.

Shake the paper fan and whirring in the wind.

Zhao Chengyuan pointed to the tea cup in Zhao Chen's hand, "This is bamboo leaf tea, you can taste it."

Zhao Chen opened the lid of the cup and took a sip, "The tea soup is green, fragrant and pleasant, it must have been concocted by Uncle Huang himself."

He put down the teacup and said with a smile, "It's just that now that the frost has passed, the weather is getting colder, and the bamboo leaf tea is cold, so it is inevitable that it will not be timely

Yes, drinking it will hurt your body. Uncle Huang still has to be cautious."

Zhao Chengyuan's eyebrows were faint, "All things are mutually restrictive, and each has its own solution. The prince is worried."

Zhao Chen asked, "If there is an unquenchable cold, what will Uncle Huang do?"

Zhao Chengyuan slowly poured a cup of tea for himself, "I can't solve it, this king will bear it."

Zhao Chen asked, "What if the cold is too heavy and endangers your life?"

Zhao Chengyuan bent his knees on one leg, propped his elbows on his knees, and held the teacup in his hand, looking calm and relaxed, "The prince is obsessed with weighing the pros and cons, but he doesn't ask about the joys and sorrows of his heart. As long as she's happy, what's the rest."

Zhao Chen looked at him for a long time, and his eyes were gloomy.

He suddenly smiled, "Uncle Seven Emperor has been successful since he was a child, and my nephew has never encountered you trapped by anything. I hope there will never be."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "Then you will inherit the prince's auspicious words."

He took Zhao Chen's teacup, "This tea is not suitable for you to drink, so don't be reluctant." There is also a jade agarwood sent by the Marquis of Yongping, which nourishes the stomach and heart, which is the most suitable for you. Luo Ping, go and bring it to the prince to drink."

Luo Ping gave up his hand and left quickly.

Zhao Chen said with a smile, "Uncle Huang may have forgotten that the nephew is a fire, and the bamboo leaf tea is the most suitable to clear the fire and clear the heart, so there is no need to bother thinking about the solution."

Zhao Chengyuan's eyebrows were a little colder, and he no longer played dumb riddles with Zhao Chen, "Zhaoping, she has a simple temperament and a miserable background, you don't want to do anything that hurt her."

Zhao Chen was silent, he never thought of hurting her.

He just wants to be nice to her, and he just wants to be close to each other with her.

But remembering that he had hurt her so deeply, he couldn't say that he wouldn't hurt her.

Zhao Chen said, "My nephew wants to ask, Uncle Seven Emperors, do you dare to guarantee that you won't do that thing that hurt her?" If you marry her, do you not know that it will not do her the greatest harm?"

Zhao Chengyuan looked at the nephew in front of him, who was two years older than himself, and suddenly couldn't understand him.

He is determined to win Youning, and his feelings are so hot, it is really not his temperament.

Although it was said that it was love at first sight, it made him to the point where he did not hesitate to argue with the Jin Palace, which was too much.

Zhao Chengyuan glanced at him lightly, "The prince is really young, and he only has love and love in his heart."

He paused, "It doesn't matter if you marry or not, it's enough if she's happy."

This answer, Zhao Chen was very surprised, and it seemed to be expected.

Seriously or not to marry.

Zhao Chen looked at him fixedly, "Uncle Huang, do you believe in the way of heaven?"

Zhao Chengyuan shook his head slowly, "I don't believe it. This king believes in himself."

Zhao Chen got up and arched his hand, "My nephew still has official business, so I will retire first."

Zhao Chengyuan hummed lightly.

Zhao Chen walked away quickly.

Behind him, the sound of the piano sounded again, clear and bright, and there seemed to be mountains and flowing water, and birds singing in the spring stream.

Until he left the Jin Palace, the sound of the piano stopped.

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Cover your face and run away......