fake prince

Chapter 556 Spiritual Energy Release
Zhoufu
Zhou Licheng had just returned from the yamen, he had changed into a moon white silk robe, he did not wear a black gauze hat, and he was wearing a pair of thousand-layer shoes. He was about to go out after lunch, but he was drinking tea from a teacup and walking around a few times , saw the butler hurried in from the outside.

"Master, something happened in Beijing!" The butler came up to him and said in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" As a third-rank minister of Guanglu Temple and a bachelor of Jixian Academy, Mr. Zhou can say that the news is not too slow, but no matter how he thinks about it, he can't think of any major events in Beijing recently. It happened, and it deserves to be reported by the housekeeper.

If it is related to his own family, looking at the housekeeper's expression, there is only shock and gossip, no worries at all, obviously it is not.

He was too lazy to continue guessing, just listening to the butler's report.

"The Shao Mansion sent someone to tell me to tell the master that the Clan Mansion accepted the imperial edict and was ordered to immediately discuss a name suitable for the Clan Clan, and to prepare for the ceremony of returning to the Clan..."

"The royal family returns to the clan?" Master Zhou was stunned when he heard this.

Could it be that the emperor has some hidden treasures from the sea, but after the emperor ascended the throne, he almost never left the capital. Any woman in the capital would be sent to the harem.

Or did the kings have children while they were having an affair outside?

If this is the case, it can be regarded as a matter.

But I heard the butler continue to say: "Yes, the royal family has returned to the clan. I even heard that the royal family who returned to the clan is not someone else. It seems to be... Su Ziji, the new champion of this year!"

"I heard that he is the son of the crown prince and the grandson of the emperor. He may have been exiled to the common people by accident. Now he will be recognized!"

"Who? Who are you talking about?"

Mr. Zhou stood up immediately, and the tea bowl in his hand almost fell off. Although it didn't fall off in the end, he put it heavily on the table, but he was startled just now, and the tea also spilled all over the floor, and a lot of it directly splashed on the heels of his boots. The hem of the official uniform, but Mr. Zhou couldn't care less.

As if he didn't hear clearly, he asked the housekeeper in shock: "Who did you say the royal family was? Whose son is it?"

"My lord, I heard that the royal family who is going to return to the clan is this year's top scholar Su Ziji, and his original identity is not a child of a poor family, but the son of a prince who was exiled to the people more than ten years ago!"

Su Ziji, the son of the former prince?
Mr. Zhou also couldn't tell whether he should be shocked that Su Ziji was actually the emperor's grandson, or should he be shocked that the prince had an heir left behind, who not only grew up, but also was so outstanding!

The son of a prince, this is special than the sons of all kings.

Thinking of all the things involved, Mr. Zhou slowly sat back and fell into deep thought.

Some maidservants filed in at this time and placed the food on the table not far away, but Mr. Zhou didn't want to eat, and he didn't ask his old wife to be called as usual. Instead, he thought for a long time and pointed to a maidservant: "You go Go to the backyard, invite the lady over, and tell her that I have something to say to her."

"Yes." The servant girl waited in surprise, but when she got the order, she hurriedly responded.

Zhou Mansion Backyard
Autumn wind and drizzle, yellow leaves falling, or being swept away by the wind, or falling dust, stained with muddy water.

Ms. Zhou's courtyard is not too big, but it is exquisitely built. The corridors are connected, the attic is tall and straight, and the wooden window on the second floor is pushed open. Zhou Yao, who is wearing a light-colored dress, is quietly looking at the rainy scene outside.

Combing the unmarried two buns, she looks dignified and elegant, her body is slender and elegant, her shoulders are wrapped in silk, and her long sleeves are hanging down. Compared with the past, she has seldom made up. , but this Miss Zhou, who lost her fiancé, not only did not wither like a flower, but was like an autumn wind, refreshing and fascinating.

The maids who were ordered to do things were either sitting on low stools not far away, doing embroidery work, carefully pruning the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and sorting out the sundries. One of the maids couldn't help looking at Zhou Yao, secretly Envy: "It's also strange. I can see Miss tomorrow and every day, but every time I see Miss, I feel that Miss is more beautiful. Is this the so-called Eighteen Changes of Women's University?"

"However, only if you are as outstanding as a young lady can she become more and more beautiful. Girls like me, no matter how much she grows up, there is no difference."

Even when some girls grow up, they are even more mediocre than when they were young.

There is really no comparison between people.

Zhou Yao, who didn't know what the maid was thinking, saw a fallen leaf blowing in the wind, and when it came to her, she stretched out her hand lightly, and grabbed it without much effort.

The yellowed leaves set off the red and swollen wounds on the fingertips, adding a different kind of beauty.

"Why, you don't practice the piano today?" The mysterious voice that had disappeared for a while suddenly reappeared, asking about Zhou Yao's homework from the very beginning.

Zhou Yao replied lightly: "It's not interesting, so I didn't practice."

"Maybe it's because you've reached a bottleneck again." The other party commented: "You played the piano a few days ago, and I listened to it. Your piano skills have greatly improved."

But the reason for the surge made Zhou Yao a little silent.

Looking at the yellowed leaf, her eyes flicked across the red and swollen fingertips, Zhou Yao let go of her hand lightly, and a gust of wind just passed by, rolled up the leaf and carried it away to a distance.

"The sound of your piano shook the capital that day, why?" Zhou Yao quietly watched it being blown away, and then asked suddenly.

This incident caused Zhou Yao a lot of trouble, not only because the pads of her fingers were red and swollen, but also because the sound of the piano affected everyone in the city at that time, which shocked Zhou Yao, and because after returning, Zhou’s father He also had some doubts about her.

"Now I'm afraid it has caused speculation. You may know that even my father tried it."

Of course the mysterious voice knew about this, and it was precisely because of this that he felt a little guilty during this time, and didn't know how to mention this to Zhou Yao.

The move of the day was also a temporary decision by the mysterious voice himself.

"I'm really sorry for causing you trouble." After a long time, the mysterious voice said, and decided to tell her some secrets that could be told.

"However, the sound of the qin shaking the whole city that day was not a grandstanding, but a last resort."

"You also know that I am a demon god. I once saw the scene of a young dragon being recognized by the sky, and the scene was very shocking."

"This time is actually similar to the last time, but far better than that time."

"It's nothing more than the return of the young dragon to the throne. It's just that there is a demon emperor in the demon clan. For the scattered monsters living here, it's not a big deal. Even some monster clans don't want to be governed by the demon emperor. rather disturbing.”

The mysterious voice fell silent, and Zhou Yao followed her will and looked into the distance.

The autumn rain is continuous, follow the eyes straight, there is a pavilion at the end, the pavilion is not far away, you can see the half green of the berry moss, her heart shrinks suddenly, it seems to have a premonition, only listening to her long sigh, it seems to have infinite emotion.

"But this time the young dragon's return is accompanied by the release of spiritual energy. Although it is only a little, other demon gods have not noticed it yet, but I have a special status, but I have already sensed it."

"Do you know how important it is to release the spiritual energy?"

(End of this chapter)