In the sting season, the spring thunder startles a hundred insects, a spring rain, and everything sprouts.

In the early morning, the light rain continued.

Zhao Rong carried an oil-paper umbrella and strolled through the quiet corridor of the Duke's Palace.

The rain hits the plantain, and the swallow bit is red mud.

He looked sideways slightly, his thoughts wandering.

Zhao Lingfei is gone.

After yesterday's old lady's birthday banquet.

In addition to Qian'er, there were two other entourages who left with her.

A tall old man and a man with a sword.

He knew them all.

The former turned out to be the housekeeper of the fourth room, and everyone in the house called him Uncle Kun, and later followed Concubine Zhao Ling, responsible for handling chores.

The name of the man holding the sword in the back is very interesting, his surname is Li Mingbai, Li Bai.

Zhao Rong used to like to call him Xiaobai. He, like his mother, is a four-room worship, and I heard that he came to the Duke of Jingnan's Mansion with Zhao Lingfei's mother.

Yesterday, as soon as he arrived at the main hall of the mansion, he was called by the old lady, and Concubine Zhao Lingfei was also next to him at that time, but she was listening to Qian'er sideways, and she didn't look at him.

The old lady asked him if he would like to take over some of the properties of the Duke's Mansion in Qianjing, and after a pause, he smiled and said that if he was too busy, he could also be an idle teacher in the Zhao family's school.

He apologized for refusing on the grounds of filial piety, saying that he wanted to go back to his hometown to visit, and he and his mother had been away for many years, and he didn't know if his father was healthy.

Anyway, both sides already know it, so it's better to confess directly.

Two interesting things happened at the birthday banquet after that.

Halfway through the birthday banquet, a group of seven people came, all of whom were handsome men and beautiful women, with excellent demeanor.

The seven people were dressed in the same way, but the six people in the back were all dressed in white, and the one in the lead was dressed in purple.

The man in purple looks particularly dazzling, with a handsome face and a heroic look, with a square scarf on his head, a folding fan in his hand, and a beautiful jade and incense sachet on his waist.

The man explained his intention to the old lady with a smile on his face, saying that he came to congratulate the old lady on her birthday on behalf of the Purple Qi Pavilion, and at the same time, he also congratulated the birthday of the senior sister of the Lingfei and sent two heavy gifts prepared by the pavilion master.

He was sitting eating pastries when he was stunned. Isn't this Purple Qi Pavilion the most powerful mountain immortal family in the surrounding countries? The Duke of Jingnan's Mansion has such a big face?

Also, Concubine Zhao Lingfei is also her birthday today? He couldn't help but look at Qian'er beside him, who had been taking snacks and food for him.

Have all three of you made it up for a day?

The little girl coughed weakly, and suddenly, as if to change the topic, the little face proudly said to him that Miss and she are now the students of the Taiqing Four Mansions, especially Miss, who entered the Xiaoyao Mansion at the age of sixteen, and the Purple Qi Pavilion Pavilion Master has been looking at Miss and her returning to the Purple Qi Pavilion after graduating from the Taiqing Four Mansions.

The man in purple looked around after greeting the old lady.

The man's gaze swept over him and many guests, and did not stop, only stopped at Zhao Lingfei and Qian'er, his smile gradually brightened, and he gently called Lingfei and Qian'er.

Zhao Lingfei replied to Senior Brother Ye calmly, but Qian'er turned her head and ignored him, and muttered a toad without pouting lightly.

The man in purple still smiled warmly, but his handsome face showed three points of helplessness and seven points of spoiling.

At that time, while eating pastries, he watched the performance of Senior Brother Ye with great interest, and he only felt that today was really an eye-opener.

After that, a holy decree suddenly came from outside the house.

A group of people entered, led by a python-robed eunuch.

Screaming, he read out the holy decree of the Emperor of Chu and gave a lot of birthday gifts to the Zhao Mansion.

Anyway, Zhao Rong didn't understand any of the names of the long list of gifts at the time, and the eunuch's tone was too strange.

The guests were busy kneeling down to receive orders. But that's not all.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei stood in place in green clothes and didn't move, just bent down to support the old lady who was trembling slightly and wanted to thank her.

The pedestrians in the Purple Air Pavilion did not move, and their faces were either indifferent or playful.

As for him, he has no concept of dignity and order at all, where will he kneel, and so many people do not kneel, and he is not the only one, so the old god is still sitting there on the ground, and Qian'er is standing beside him.

That Senior Brother Ye came to say slowly, it seems that Senior Brother Xiang is still thinking about Senior Sister Lingfei after becoming the Emperor of Chu.

Suddenly, Senior Brother Ye turned his head to look at him with a gentle smile.

He calmly put down the pastry, pulled a handkerchief from his arms, wiped his mouth, and then hooked the corners of his mouth and looked up.

Like pretending, right?

It's just that unexpectedly, Qian'er suddenly took away the white handkerchief in his hand, hurriedly put it away, and looked at him with a slightly red face with a strange look.

At the same time, he felt a cannibalistic gaze, and when he looked at it, he saw that Concubine Zhao Ling, who had been cold and arrogant and not looking at him properly, was glaring at him with a blushing face at the moment......

Thinking of yesterday's incident, Zhao Rong still feels a little embarrassed.

He stretched out a hand to catch some raindrops from the eaves, and the rain was slightly cool, waking up the sleepiness of the morning.

Qian'er later told him in a voice that it was Bai Xipa.

He was stunned, and suddenly realized.

Who knew that handkerchiefs could be used for that purpose? I'm still too simple......

When he saw it on the marriage bed on the second day of the cave room, he thought it was for wiping sweat.

Anyway, who will embroider two fat ducks on Bai Xipa, uh, it should be ducks, right?

However, when he thought that Senior Brother Ye hadn't figured out what was going on between himself and Zhao Lingfei before leaving, his smile began to stiffen a little, and he was very happy.

Senior Brother Ye, you can't pretend to be able to do it, right?

Zhao Rong walked out of the Duke's Mansion in Jingnan, and the rain was sparse and sparse, and gradually stopped.

He put away the paper umbrella, left Chang'an Street, and walked towards the Confucius Temple.

Just a few days after he came, he liked to mention two love rivals, a purple-clothed disciple of the Purple Qi Pavilion, and the other is the current Chu Emperor.

Heh, it's so dangerous to be Concubine Zhao Ling's husband.

Zhao Rong laughed to himself.

He was going to visit the division commander of Xia Guozijian today, especially his own mentor, Mr. Fang.

Mr. Fang's name is Fang Shiru, not a member of the Great Chu clan, I heard Mr. Fang say that his hometown is a great dynasty that respects Confucianism alone, he has failed the imperial examination three times, and then traveled all the way to the Great Chu.

Mr. Fang used to teach at Zhao's family school, and he was also Zhao Rong's enlightenment teacher when he was a child.

Later, the emperor of Great Chu decided that Confucianism was the national study under the promotion of the current national teacher, and the national teacher was a great Confucian, who heard that he came from one of the seventy-two academies of Confucianism, and he founded the Guozijian to recruit Confucian scholars and cultivate Confucian protégés.

So Mr. Fang went to Guozijian and served as a doctor of Taixue.

Later, when Zhao Rong reached the age of fourteen, he entered the Guozi Prison School under the recommendation of Mr. Fang.

After the rain stopped, the Confucius Temple began to liven up.

The streets began to be crowded with pedestrians.

The peddlers and pawns hurriedly walked through, and the merchants and merchants were hawking along the streets, and the lives of the small people in the wells were varied.

Zhao Rong looked at this bustling street scene with curiosity, this should be the first time he went out after coming to this world.

Following the route in his memory, he soon saw the gate of the Guozijian - Jixian Gate.

The Guozijian building sits in the north and faces south, the scale is large, stretches for ten miles, and the grand occasion is unprecedented.

Zhao Rong walked into Jixian Gate, passed by the glazed archway, and was stopped by an acquaintance on the way to ask him about his involvement, and then inevitably accompanied by a burst of ridicule.

It is estimated that this matter has spread all over the same door.

Zhao Rong was indifferent and disagreed.

Surrendered his hand, and continued to walk in the direction of Taixue.