Chapter 67 The wind and rain blow the lamp and extinguish the candle, and when I wake up from a dream, I still want to play a sheng song

As he was talking, Emperor Jing somehow came to this school for the first time this day, and at this moment he walked from the path behind the master, and everyone wanted to salute, but was stopped by Emperor Jing with a gesture.

I saw Xin Yi holding his neck, looking ahead, and said unashamedly:

"If the master thinks that this kind of article is a good article, then this kind of stinky cloth can be woven two horses a day."

The master stretched out a hand: "Oh? Why? ”

"Because it's purely made up!"

As soon as these words came out, there was no one present who did not hold back a smile, and the master was even more angry and blew his beard and stared, and he picked up the ring ruler in his hand and was about to hit Xin Yi's palm.

"Did you write this splendid article?"

"It's not."

"I'll just say, I obviously picked up your article, where did you get this one?"

"Master knows everyone's learning situation so well, can't he see whose article it is?"

After that, Lu Xinyi threw away the brush in his hand, and the brush bones rolled on the desk, staining a lot of ink marks on the so-called "splendid article":

"I won't write this bullshit article today, I just sit and talk about it, pat the flattery, I can't achieve anything, if it's a sycophant, flattery, and I can sit back and relax, then what are I doing in those battles, I'd rather I practice swords now!"

After that, she flicked her sleeves and was about to pack up her things and leave, but now that her eyebrows are burning, who is in the mood to learn some articles that sit and talk about the Tao.

How did the master know that after the fight, he said angrily: "Then what kind of article does the princess think is a good article?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Lu Xinyi didn't clean it up, she glanced at all the classmates around her, none of them were not princes and nobles, but none of them could really carry the righteousness of the family and country on their shoulders.

She sneered: "It's nothing, as long as it can stir up turbidity and promote purity, so that the poor can be full, the disabled can be full, the lonely can show their joy, the powerless can be powerful, and the pessimistic move forward, it is a good and useful article." ”

"Instead of sitting and talking about what righteousness is, but refusing to look directly at the remnants of the body, not daring to face their own shortcomings, and only knowing that the articles that lock the thoughts of the people below with a big chain are the most harmful and smelly things in the world!"

Hearing this, everyone was silent, only Na Sen, who was on the very edge, raised his head and glanced at Xin Yi, his heart seemed to be touched by something, but he only swallowed his saliva and didn't say anything.

The master showed a faint smile on his face: "What the princess said is not unreasonable, I just hope that the princess can remember today's words, and not just let it become an empty talk." ”

"The princess's class is over, and there is nothing left to teach the old man, and the princess can leave on her own."

Xin Yi was ignorant, but this was also her wish, she whispered, she didn't want to ask for any more books on the desk, and when she turned around, she saw her father looking at her with a smile not far away, and after being a little surprised, she walked towards the pavilion in the distance.

Passing by Emperor Jing and bowing, Emperor Jing smiled and said:

"Let's go to the garden with my father."

The two walked in the garden one after the other, silent for a long time, and Emperor Jing asked:

"Tu Shansong is gone?"

Lu Xinyi nodded.

Emperor Jing looked into the distance with some amazement: "I thought you would go with him." ”

Lu Xinyi pouted: "He has his own destiny, I have my own way, cross the same boat with you, and return to each other." ”

Emperor Jing smiled and didn't say anything, at this moment, Xin Yi suddenly had a strong premonition in his heart - such a walk may be a rare and beautiful scene in the future.

She finally couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering her for a long time:

"Father, Erchen wants to ask you, why did everyone think that Erchen would marry the prince of Yiwang, but you arranged a Tu Shansong who has no status? Is it just because Erchen is seriously ill? Aren't you afraid that Liuzhang will lose his heart because of this, Jingguo is the time to employ people. ”

Emperor Jing laughed a few times: "Around, the widow knows that compared to the ancestors and ancestors, he is not a good emperor, but the widow wants to be a good father." ”

After that, the father and daughter looked at the thin snow in the pool, and the breeze sent the sound of the flute, and for a while, they felt that the wind was also mixed with a trace of warmth - spring, it is coming so soon!

Xin Yi looked at Emperor Jing and observed carefully, only to realize that in just a few days, this emperor, who was still in his prime, had a trace of white hair on his temples.

"Lingering, do you want to ask your father, why do you always arrange for you to come to learn this ethereal article of sitting and talking about the Tao at this time of crisis?"

Lu Xinyi answered such questions with silence.

"Do you remember the poems that your father taught you when you were a child?" The two were silent for a long time, and Emperor Jing said suddenly.

Lu Xinyi was in a trance, she had never written this paragraph, so here, she had to shake her head.

"Silly girl," Emperor Jing smiled helplessly, but still touched the back of her head with a doting face, and then, looking at the winter in his eyes, "The wind and rain have blown out the lights and candles, so why should you add a phoenix to your early age." ”

"The red sun is three feet high, and the golden furnace is the first to add incense beasts.

The red brocade lichen wrinkles with the steps.

The beautiful woman dances with a little golden hairpin, and smells the stamen when the wine is bad.

The hall is far away and hears the flute and drums.

This is the words written by Li Houzhu, the widow often recalls his own half of his life, and feels as if only in the article, can he get a trace of comfort, when Yu Yangmo came agitatedly, the widow can only immerse himself in poetry and songs, and escape from fate. ”

Since it has been decided that Jingguo will fall, why bother with the return of this spring? Since it was decided that he would not have the talent to govern the country in his life, why would he fabricate his fate to this throne?

After chanting, Emperor Jing bowed his head and shook his head, and said with a smile: "After listening to your words, the widow was shocked to realize that the little princess who turned out to be a widow has such courage and reason, even if no one dares to refute, you are brave enough to stand on the right side." ”

Lu Xinyi lowered his head embarrassedly: "Actually, what the master said is right, my father and son are also good at escaping,"

Xin Yi faintly felt that something was wrong, and she hurriedly said, "What's wrong with my father?" Don't be presumptuous, how can you ...... before the dust settles?"

But looking at Emperor Jing's gaze, she couldn't say anything else.

Emperor Jing looked at her with a smile and put his hand on her shoulder:

"Round, if one day, you need to face some things alone, you promise your father, no matter when, never give up hope of life, and never submit to the mercy of fate."

The cold wind blew, and even with a thick cloak, I couldn't help but feel a pinprick pain on my face. Lu Xinyi looked at Emperor Jing and had no choice but to nod. This nod is a promise, but also a kind of determination.