A Tale of Two Phoenixes

I went back to the house. Although Chu Yu was tired, she didn't fall asleep. She wore a single shirt and brought in a pen and paper. Then she briefly recorded the story told today.

Although it is blindly compiled, it is also necessary to compile. A story full of holes, even if it is a story, not many people are willing to listen.

Given that she had let Ji Xiaolan wear the Kangxi era, Chu Yu thought about it, and put the famous characters of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties under Kangxi, from Wei Zheng to Wei Zhongxian, loyal ministers, scholars, and celebrities. The story passed, and by the way, an outline was written for the part to be said tomorrow, and the written manuscript was placed on the bedside, and Chu Yu rubbed his sour eyes and fell asleep at ease. The plan was well thought out, but Chu Yu overestimated her body. The next day she woke up and was awakened by the discomfort of her throat. Itching pain in her throat, opened her mouth, and only gave low-dumb tone. sound.

It turned out that Chu Yu told Liu Ziye a whole afternoon story in the palace yesterday. Her throat had not been rested, she was injured, and she had never been recuperated after returning to her home. After she wrote the story, she lay down and fell asleep. This state.

I tapped the door and passed in the young blue fandai. Chu Yu asked him to call Rongzhi and tell her about her situation. After washing under Yu Lan's service, sitting next to the bed, Chu Yu saw that Rong came in from the door, suddenly exhaling a sigh of relief, she stretched her fingers to her throat, opened her mouth silently, and then revealed a silent wry smile.

Xi Rongzhi came over and stood in front of Chu Yu. The young Lan who had stood aside immediately automatically withdrew to give him space. Despite the lessons learned, Young Blue still did not dare to be half disrespectful of tolerance.

Pouting with a smile, Rong Zhi looked at Chu Yu quietly, but he didn't move. Chu Yu waited impatiently, and then pointed his finger to his throat, only to see him chuckling, rubbing three words lightly in his ear: "It's rude."

Tolerant leaned slightly, reached out and clasped Chuyu's chin lightly, but there was something funny in the dark eyes: "Princess, don't you open your mouth, how can you tell me?" His voice is still as light as a genius , As light as the tip of a feather, if you leave it on the heart.

Chu Yu was a little embarrassed, and wanted to break his hand, but was afraid that the action was too suspicious. She hesitated, and finally raised the vote in accordance with the tolerant action, and slowly opened her mouth, but her mouth opened. She couldn't help but think about whether her mouthwash had been rinsed just now, and she could not wait to look back and rinse it again.

He raised his eyes and could only see the hair above the forehead. It was dark and not half-various, which was like his eyes. She could not see the expression of Rong Zhi at this moment, and Chu Yu's other senses became extremely sharp. She could feel Rong bowed her head. Because she was in a hurry, he didn't even comb his hair carefully. His movement dangled on Chu Yu's cheek, her hair tip was a bit stabbing, and the tolerated breath was very close. The warm breath blew on her neck, and that part of the skin seemed to be exuding a tiny pimple.

And Chu Yu ’s breath blows the hair in front of her forehead, floating slightly, and soon falls on her cheek. Chu Yu ca n’t help holding her breath several times, but she ca n’t hold her for a while, but lets her breath More intense.

The time was stretched indefinitely, counting slowly every second. Chu Yu held her head up and put her hands on her legs. Although the movement of holding her chin was very gentle, she could break free easily , But she seemed to be immobilized, leaving him to fiddle with it.

It felt like a long time later, Chu Yu took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and pulled the sleeve of tolerance, and motioned to ask him when it was over, then he heard the smile of tolerance floated, "Princess, what did you do yesterday, in your throat? Swollen like this? "Chu Yu felt the hand on her chin loosen, and immediately sat in the bed like Amnesty, straightened her sore neck, her gaze was facing the half step back tolerance.

Rong Zhi stared at Chu Yu, comfortingly, "The princess doesn't need to worry, I will prescribe medicine, just recuperate for three or five days, and I will be able to return to normal, but these days I need to pay attention to not talking again to avoid injury. "

She Chuyu had already suffered a bitter head, and she dared to arbitrarily turn around and nodded her head. Although she regretted that she could not continue to seed Liu Ziye for the past two days, she also had to keep her throat in order to continue her work.

Zhi Fandai sent Rong Zhi, and Chu Yu again asked Yu Lan to fetch pen and paper, and wrote to Liu Ziye to explain her situation. The story temporarily stopped serializing, and when she recovered her throat, she continued.

Xi Rongzhi first went to the Shangyao Division to get the medicine for throat treatment. After writing down the usage and dosage, he was sent to Chuyu. However, he went back to his residence alone and closed himself in the bookhouse for a long time.

Until late in the evening, I only stepped into Xiu Yuanju slowly, sitting quietly watching Wu Yuan and Mo Xiang busy, until Yuan Yuan was busy and rested and asked him where he came, only with a little confusion Looking at the solution, he asked, "Yuan Yuan, do you know that there is an emperor named Kangxi in ancient poems? I have read all the classics and I haven't found any records about Emperor Kangxi. You are very knowledgeable and you must know more allusions than I do. "

When Xi showed Chu Yu his throat today, he accidentally glanced at the outline of the manuscript that Chu Yu placed on the bed, which was densely written on the paper. He didn't mean to peek, but he had very good eyesight and amazing memory. He only remembered 70% to 80% with one glance, and took two more glances under curiosity, although he did not delay to see Chu Yu. But he remembered the emperor named Kangxi and related deeds recorded on the paper.

Suddenly, the book on the paper was intermittent, even with some literacy, but he was sensitive and easy to understand throughout the article. However, he searched the memory, but he could not remember when there was such a legendary emperor in history.

Yun Yuan naturally did not remember when there was an emperor named Kangxi. However, he knew that Rongzhi was not a person who would play a trick on this kind of problem. After thinking for a while, he said, "Maybe I have some shortcomings. I do n’t know in your room Is there a record in the book? "

Wu Rongzhi shook his head and said, "Before I came here, I had read through the relevant manuscripts. Naturally, I didn't come to you for help."

The two sat in silence for a while, and said nothing, Rong Zhi stood up and said, "Maybe I've missed something, but I don't know what I missed."

For the next few days, the two most knowledgeable people in the government bothered for the same question: Who is Kangxi?

A few days later, Chu Yu's throat was healed and he entered the palace, but when he saw Tian Rujing, he stood at the side of a side hall. Chu Yu originally wanted to see nothing, and walked past him without squinting, but walked to Tian Ru On the side of the mirror, he heard his clear voice: "Kangxi. Is there Qianlong?"

Even if he was questioning, his voice was still undulating, and he seemed to say something.

Xun Chuyu stopped abruptly. After a while, she slowly turned to look at Tianrujing, her eyes seemed to see a ghost. The story she told Liu Ziye was made up indiscriminately, but she dared to swear that she never spit out the word Qianlong from her mouth!

Before Chu Chuyu had time to ponder, Tian Rujing's second question came again: "Have you read Tianshu?"