The most prosperous place in the garden is not Lanyue Pavilion, but it is quiet here, and it falls on a small island, if the number of people is about the same, Sheng Chengxing will order the suspension of ships, in order to have a good atmosphere without crowding or making trouble, and everyone has just a good atmosphere.

Several people accompanied Su Huaijing to wash Rong Tang's hands, walked around twice, and then found a peach blossom tree in the open air and sat down. Rong Tang saw that Ke Hongxue was also with them, and asked, "Aren't you going to listen to the play?"

Ke Hongxue waved her fan, picked up the wine jug that was placed on the side, wiped the spout with her sleeve, poured a glass for herself and Mu Jingxu, and replied with interest: "I thought I was going to play the play of Shen Qinglang Hualou to redress grievances, who knew that Sheng Chengxing had come to Songyuan from far away, and on the water, it was still the story of those old-fashioned talented and beautiful women who immediately looked at each other from afar, which was not interesting at all. If I knew this, I might as well take the drama and order two plays for him.

Rong Tang's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and he subconsciously glanced at Su Huaijing, but saw that his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he seemed to be a little interested: "Shen Qinglang? But the parents were wronged and innocently raided the house, and the protagonist of the book was assigned to prostitute and lived in the Qinglou?

Rong Tang's heart was alarmed, his whole body was tense, and his eyes looked at Ke Hongxue uncontrollably, wanting to stop him from saying something that could send him to death at any time.

But Ke Hongxue obviously didn't meet him, his eyes lit up, his body straightened, he restrained his scattered prodigal energy, and stared at Su Huaijing as if he had met a bosom friend, and his tone was much faster: "It's that one, Su Gongzi has also read it?"

Rong Tang was not suitable for drinking, Su Huaijing confiscated the wine glass in front of him, replaced it with a plate of cashew nuts, and smiled warmly: "Tang Tang told me.

Ke Hongxue's gaze was projected onto Rong Tang again, and the excitement on his face couldn't be hidden at all, he propped one hand on the blanket sitting under him, leaned forward, and said with a smile: "Lord Shizi, I will say that we are destined."

Rong Tang's nervousness that he was worried that Su Huaijing would ask dissipated, and he didn't completely relax in one breath, and when he saw Ke Hongxue's appearance, he said angrily: "Bad fate." ”

It's okay to mention anything about the book, not to mention whether Sheng Chengxing is the emperor of the sky, there are many famous and noble girls on the island, such a love and love is all action dramas, even if it is adapted, what can be adapted into a drama on the stage?

Just talk about it in private, in front of the public, he is so open-mouthed, how can Ke Hongxue look like a teacher?

Rong Tang slandered in his heart, glared at him again, but Ke Hongxue was neither angry nor annoyed, the only clever person who knew people and interests appeared, and seemed to realize that Rong Tang was unwilling to talk about this in detail, and after saying the fate, he stepped back and stopped asking.

r/> Su Huaijing's eyes circled between the two, and finally unconsciously landed on Rong Tang's slightly angry and slightly pink face, lowered his head and chuckled twice, and then peeled an orange for him and handed it over, especially like feeding a small animal, very comfortable.

There is a low table and pen and ink under the tree, and Rong Tang's rhetoric is very simple from beginning to end - he has never been to school and cannot write poetry. Su Huaijing also learned from him, but fortunately, Mu Jingxu did not force the two of them to participate in the process of writing poems.

Teaming up with them is more of a temptation to put it bluntly.

From Sheng Chengli's temptation to Lu Jiaxi, Rong Tang was not 100% sure what the two of them wanted to probe out, but the only thing he confirmed was that Mu Jingxu and Ke Hongxue had no malicious intentions.

The other Rong Tang didn't bother to ask, after all, they were testing themselves, and Su Huaijing was also testing them, they were all human spirits, and what they advocated was that no one should take advantage of anyone if they had dealings.

At the beginning of April, when the warm sun was rising and the sky was cloudy, Rong Tang sat under the tree for a while, then leaned back and squinted at the sky

Birds and clouds.

From time to time, there is still the sound of opera coming out in the Lanyue Pavilion, and the people around are laughing and singing, or drinking to each other, and the warm breeze blows, and everything is quiet and beautiful.

Lu Jiaxi drank two glasses of wine, his face was a little red and dizzy, the cyan bachelor's robe was covered with grass clippings, and the brim of his hat was crooked, he muttered: "The water is turbid and there is no fish that has lost its tail, the soil is indeed without the wood of the grass, and the people who are troubled by politics and have no pleasures. With such a spring and such a scene, and the vastness of the country, isn't it the world of benevolence and righteousness that Mr. talked about when he was in school......

His voice was very soft, with a bit of imperceptible longing in his tone, Rong Tang frowned lightly and did not respond immediately. Mu Jingxu was still writing poems, Su Huaijing didn't raise his eyebrows, only a faint smile on his lips that was almost invisible, extremely mocking.

Ke Hongxue had already let go of the ruins and was lying on the ground, laughed out loud when she heard the words, poured the wine glass into her mouth, poured a sip of wine and asked with a smile: "According to the meaning of the junior brother, now that you are at the flower folding party, you see the literati and scholars singing and making friends, glimpsing the official eunuchs and Hanlin coming in and out to talk, and seeing the flowers blooming, birds and fish jumping frequently, you feel that the government is not troublesome, but there are happy people, Dayu is a thriving scene, and the future is bright?

Lu Jiaxi hesitated for a moment, realized that he was speechless, and said, "Please teach my senior brother."

Ke Hongxue chuckled: "Don't dare to be."

He looked around Rong Tang and the others idly, and then glanced at Mu Jingxu like a dragonfly, then took it back, picked up a fallen petal from the ground at will, rubbed it lightly, let the flower juice stain his fingertips red, looked at the bright red, and said: "When you see prosperity here, there are other places that are withered; You hear this

Where the songs and movements of the high platform are free and easy, there are other places where people are displaced and mourned...... You are at the banquet held by your son, the prince and grandson, and you are all in high positions and do not check the hardships of the people, where can you see the toiling masses in the northwest or southeast, who suffer from droughts, floods, famines, and mountain bandits every year?"

It's just a banquet for the prince to go out of the palace to make friends, and His Majesty has even approved the vacation of so many civil officials in order to show his kindness, and what you see is that the names you hear in the school appear in front of you, laughing and talking, drinking, ascending to the heights, and being angry; What I saw was the tired figure after the seven absurd days of the case, and the lawsuit in prison.

Ke Hongxue paused, put his hand down, and looked at Lu Jiaxi with sharp eyes: "Junior brother, since you have the courage to sue Ding Laibao to Jingzhao Yin Mansion, how can you be confused by such a superficial appearance, and you can say such a ...... as 'the people who are troubled by politics and have no pleasures'" He seemed to consider his words for a while, and said with a smile: "False and empty words?"

Lu Jiaxi was stunned, and his gaze was dazzled from Ke Hongxue's face to the island in the middle of the lake.

The apricot blossom forest is fragrant, the pebble paths that can be seen everywhere, the stones are smooth and round, clearly polished, and the sound of opera is the best spice, coming out of the open door of the Lanyue Pavilion, almost letting the people on the whole island hear that this place is as dreamy as a sea market.

Lu Jiaxi seemed to have woken up from wine, stood up upright, straightened his hat, and thanked Ke Hongxue respectfully: "Thank you, senior brother, for your advice."

Ke Hongxue didn't respond, grabbed a stone and threw it into the sky.

Rong Tang saw that he was in a bad mood, but he didn't plan to wade into this troubled water, but Su Huaijing suddenly chuckled and said, "There is something unclear below, can you bother Young Master Ke to solve one or two doubts?

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sp; Ke Hongxue was slightly stunned, the expression on her face instantly changed from lazy to interested, and she got up from the ground with a pair of peach blossom tricks and looked at Su Huaijing brightly: "Son, please speak."

"When I was young, I borrowed my uncle's house and never had the opportunity to go to school, but I also heard my cousins study, and I vaguely remember that there were a few sentences in front of Lu Gongzi's words." He read slowly and logically, his tone was calm and fascinating, All people are born, and the king of the king, the king of the people, the king of the people. sky

The nourishment is based on the treatment of yin and yang; The king turns the people into politics and religion. Therefore, from time to time, cold and heat will cause epidemics, and if wind and rain are not seasonal, there will be hunger. Those who punish are also cold and hot of the people; The Fatwa is the wind and rain of the people. If the punishment is not timely, the people will be injured; The fatwa is undisciplined and vulgar.

Su Huaijing said: This article should be about the monarch who loves the people and the king is the heaven of the people, but I have a question about it. Rong Tang was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Su Huaijing, and inexplicably guessed the question he was going to ask. Ke Hongxue said: "Please speak." Su Huaijing asked:

"Does a ruler have to love his people?"

The system sighed for the first time in a long time.

Rong Tang sighed silently in his heart, he was not surprised that Su Huaijing would ask this question, he just wondered if Su Huaijing suddenly thought of this question, or if Lu Jiaxi's words themselves meant something, which led him here.

And Ke Hongxue was obviously stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Su Huaijing to ask such a proposition in the end, even Mu Jingxu's pen paused, and an ink spot fainted on the rice paper.

Ke Hongxue asked rhetorically: "Why did Childe say this?"

Su Huaijing said with a smile: "If you see that you abandon the people, if the people don't believe in their monarchs, do you still need to love the people?"

His voice was very soft, and he even said that he had put a Qingtuan in a small dish for Rong Tang to coax him to eat, as if he was just asking casually, and he would not have any ideas or changes in the answer to this question.

Ke Hongxue frowned slightly, thought for a moment and asked: "If you see that you have abandoned the people, have you ever abandoned the people?"

Su Huaijing shook his head: "Never."

Ke Hongxue asked again: "If the people don't believe in their rulers, have the people ever listened to rumors?"

Su Huaijing nodded: "Maybe."

Ke Hongxue stretched her brows, picked up the wine glass with a smile, bent down and touched the one Su Huaijing put on the blanket, and said with a smile: "If this is the case, it is foolish to think that the world is vast, and there is no need to be rigid as a monarch, and you can travel."

"Really?" Su Huaijing smiled lightly and was silent.

Rong Tang looked at him, knowing in his heart that he still hadn't asked the last sentence.

If there is both, can the monarch take the people, abandon the people, destroy the people, or even kill the people? The first emperor was called killing.

Brutal and unkind killing, killing innocent people.

The first emperor reigned for twenty-five years, Dayu became more and more prosperous, wars were few, and trade was active, but nine years have passed, and now the people of Dayu will only think of one word when they mention the first emperor.

said that he was mediocre, that he was authoritarian and domineering, that he was ignorant, that he allowed his relatives to control the court and even internal and external troubles, and that Dayu almost ruined the country.

Thanks....

Fortunately, today's saint is trying to turn the tide and save the building.

The monarch who did not have anything to do with the word "Renshou" was called Emperor Renshou, and Rong Tang felt a great irony. He lost his appetite, and he felt a little cool when he was blown by the lake breeze, and pasted it to Su Huaijing's side.

Su Huaijing immediately noticed the clue, and his eyebrows frowned slightly: Cold?

Rong Tang was stunned for a moment

and nodded honestly: "A little."

"Then let's go back and find a script for you." Su Huaijing got up as he spoke, bent down to pull Rong Tang up, said goodbye to the three of them lightly, and then went to the ferry.

Before leaving, Rong Tang glanced at Mu Jingxu, who had not finished writing a poem and stopped writing.

The pleasure on the island in the middle of the lake has nothing to do with Rong Tang, he and Su Huaijing walked slowly back to the small courtyard with a red paint attic, passing by a corner, Su Huaijing asked him to stand in place and wait.

Rong Tang waited for him quietly, falling into a long silence with the system.

He actually doesn't have any purpose in this life, if he really wants to find a purpose, it's just that he has intersected with Su Huaijing in his previous two lives, and he wants him not to go so hard.

But after getting along for the past two months, Rong Tang felt as if he had returned to a good time.

The villain is not completely blackened, and it is not very much the tyrant who will plunge the entire Dayu into a continuous war years later.

Rong Tang can't be a savior, he at least wants to save Su Huaijing.

After the failure of the two missions, the system traced the plot and came to the conclusion that the male protagonist died and Su Huaijing was missing. Rong Tang had never thought about it before, but now he couldn't help but be curious.

The villain, who has been dormant for more than ten years, finally sat on the dragon chair, what was he thinking when he saw that the whole world was about to be burned?

Is it pleasure or resentment?

The people who hated his father's love and didn't ask him to kill the emperor for any reason? Hate the prince's brother for not remembering his name in the city where he lives with his life? Hate that he was only fourteen years old, like a flower-like young sister, jumped off the city wall and martyred the country, but was picked up by the passing rebels with a spear? Hate his third brother for giving him a dream that he will never come back to before leaving?

If he is happy, he has nothing to say.

What if he's not happy?

What if he took revenge and the whole world was not happy?

So what else can I do for him?

Rong Tang fell into confusion, and looked at the purple-white rose that climbed half of the wall in front of him in a daze, until there was a footstep behind him.

Recall his sanity.

Rong Tang blinked lightly and turned his head.

Su Huaijing came out from the corner, holding two peonies in his hand, opening just right, not subtle and not blooming, when he was watching, it was suitable to be kept in a basin full of clear water and quietly waiting for it to bloom.

Su Huaijing held the flower in one hand, and came over to hold Rong Tang with the other, facing the sunshine of April afternoon, and walked to the place with a gentle smile: "Before I came, I felt that this flower was suitable for you, Tang Tang is good, and I will be rewarded today."

Accompany them to read the script?"

The young man was coquettish, Rong Tang mentioned the letter earlier, and he returned a sentence in the letter, and for a while he couldn't tell whether the person who wrote that sentence was more delicate, or the person who wanted to beg for a bargain with flowers was more cute.

Spring and the seasons are in sync, so Rong Tang suddenly realized that none of the human purgatory that he thought of had never happened.