And this tea does look very much like the distant mountain trees after a light rain, tender green, fresh, just this tea gives people a feeling, very refreshing.

"It's good tea. "After Yu Qian's product, praise.

"How about the little Biluo of Yuxue mentioned by Lord Yu?"

Yu Qianzhi compared it in his heart, and was about to comment, but at this moment, a servant came in from outside and whispered a few words in Yang Ancheng's ear.

Yang Ancheng's originally smiling expression froze, his hand shook, and he poured some tea after taking a sip.

There were a few drops of hot tea splashed on his hands, Yang Ancheng couldn't take care of it, he barely suppressed his surprise, and said to Yu Qianzhi: "Lord Yu, I have something urgent, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink tea with you today." ”

"It's the same another day, since Lord Yang has something urgent, Yu won't bother. Yu Qianzhi put the porcelain bowl on the table and got up directly to say goodbye.

When he went out and got into the ox cart parked outside the Yang Mansion, Yu Qianzhi sighed softly.

With his ear, even if the servant whispered in Yang Ancheng's ear, he heard it clearly, Yu Qianzhi sighed, and said to the coachman in front: "Go home directly!"

The car was walking, Yu Qianzhi's face was gloomy, his heart shrunk, his fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly, others didn't know, he was clear, Su Ziji took the letter to Beijing that day, he was looking for his own help, but he refused, not only refused, but also gave hints and warnings.

"I was in a mood at the time, but I didn't want Su Ziji to add fuel to the situation that was already a frying pot, but I am afraid that this will not make Su Ziji understand. ”

Although Yu Qianzhi felt that he had thousands of reasons, he also knew this.

"Su Ziji is going to be summoned back to Beijing, and His Majesty has issued an order for the Zongren Mansion to discuss the name, and it seems that this matter is a foregone conclusion. ”

"In the end, it's still this point, I just don't know how much Yu Ze of the crown prince has, or you can test it, this should also be the meaning of the palace. ”

He still knows a little about the man on the dragon chair, and he has to go back immediately to prepare to deal with this incident.

Princess's Mansion Wanghu Tower

Wanghu Building, in the northeast of the house, facing the artificial lake, double-storey small building, vermilion single eaves, hanging in the pavilion, in a room, two windows are ajar, covered with thick wool blankets, soft and warm, and placed in the middle of the table with a piece of poetry.

Princess Xinping sat on her knees, poured some water on the inkstone, and slowly grinded it with an ink ingot.

The ink became thicker, she spread out the rice paper on several cases, and the slender fingers like onion pipes were softly picked up, dipped in ink, and a few lines of beautiful and delicate words flowed out.

"The lonely geese don't drink and peck, and the sound of flying is like a group. ”

"Who pities a shadow and loses thousands of clouds?"

"I still see everything, and I mourn more than I hear. ”

"The wild crows have no idea, and they are making noise. ”

This poem, which was sent to Ye Buregret with the family letter, also appeared in the pen of Princess Xinping and was written down by her.

Princess Xinping was born in the royal family, and she is not proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but at least at a certain level, she looked at the poems on the paper at this time, read them silently, and for a while, she was stunned there, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for herself.

Princess Xinping lost face in her circle because of her grounding, in fact, the supervision of her is not as strict as some time ago, but she thinks that she was hurt by her father, and she goes to the palace only a handful of times, and every time she goes to see Concubine Wu.

It was also when I met Concubine Wu for the first time that I learned that her mother was also punished by her father because of her affair with Su Zi.

"Why is this poem not given to me?"

Put this written one on the table, look at the amount of accumulation, I'm afraid it's a lot, and look closely, one after another, there are no other people's works, all of them are Su Ziji's poems.

These poems, whether it is the words or the poems on them, are excellent, so that Princess Xinping can't help but be stupid every time she finishes writing and repeats it.

wrote another poem, she thought about it, and wrote "It's better not to see each other, so you don't fall in love".

This is not a poem, but every time it is recited, it makes Princess Xinping feel very stunned.

She felt more and more that Su Ziji was her confidant.

"It's better not to see each other, so that you don't fall in love?

"Su Ziji, this princess has made up her mind, I want to be your wife!"

"Why can't I like Su Ziji?"

Originally, she just had a good impression, but under the strong suppression of her father, she became more and more concerned.

Princess Xinping gradually felt that although there were many noble sons in the capital, there was only one Su Zi, who was a person who really understood herself.

"Even if he's a hateful guy, who can compare to such a talent?"

This idea, in fact, has only risen again and again recently, but I have to say that the sprout appeared as early as the beginning, but now it has grown, so that Princess Xinping herself has to face her own mind.

She looked at these poems in front of her and whispered: "Su Ziji, although I can force you to divorce your wife and let you belong only to me, I know that you are a person who misses the old, and if you are persecuted like this, you will not be happy." ”

"So, as a princess, I would like to be your wife, and I can also let your child daughter-in-law be your side room. ”

"Look, I'm reasonable enough with you, right?"

Even if she has changed from a regular wife to a side room, but with her own tolerance, Su Zizhi's child daughter-in-law may not be worse than now.

Just thinking like this, I suddenly heard a maid coming and respectfully outside the pavilion: "Princess, the slave is bluegrass, I wonder if I can enter now?"

Princess Xinping raised her eyes slightly, and said lazily, "Come in." ”

Lancao is a female official in the Phixiang Palace, and being able to be a female official in the palace that once favored the concubine is naturally the same as that of ordinary palace people.

The appearance is delicate, the temperament is like an orchid, and with the princess of Xinping "enter", she will come in.

Princess Xinping glanced at her, then hung down again and continued to write poems.

Lancao came in a hurry, but when she came in, she didn't speak immediately, but looked at the princess who was quietly writing poetry with a hint of pity, and then looked around.

"The princess's words are getting more and more fond of it. Lan Cao carefully looked at one of the poems and couldn't help but admire.

Princess Xinping knew that Lancao came over suddenly, and it was estimated that something was wrong, because she was persuaded by her mother to stay away from Su Ziji when she went to the palace last time, Princess Xinping saw the people in the Phixiang Palace, and her expression was light.

Hearing Lancao's praise, he replied lightly: "Poetry is better." ”

This gesture fell in Lancao's eyes, and she suddenly chuckled in her heart, and secretly thought: "I really let Niangniang guess it, the princess is really still thinking about that person." ”

She could only follow Concubine Wu's instructions: "Yes, poetry is better, but no matter how good it is, it doesn't belong to you." ”

"Why, is it the mother's concubine, or is it someone else's objection?