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Carefully pushed open the door, Chen Nian motioned the three of them to wait outside, and went in first, Chen Yunyu had not fallen asleep, half asleep, dreaming that Ling Yanchi took him everywhere to steal pheasants, in the forest full of shadows, the sound of water rushing By the side of the stream, among the mountains shrouded in mist, he obviously didn't know which mountain it was, but in his heart he was willing to believe that the one he dreamed of was the one Ling Yanchi stayed in when he was a child, so he never wanted to open his eyes, and always felt like closing them and going down. You can see him as a child in a second.

Chen Nian's voice suddenly appeared beside his ears: "My lord, get up and see who's here?"

The moment he opened his eyes, the shadows of those cliffs and mountains seemed to be still in front of him, and he really wanted to rub the shadow of a person into them.

Soon he got up, thinking he was still in the palace and at least he hadn't forgotten to put on his shoes, and when he walked to the door, he saw a very bright smiling face.

"You're here?"

"I'm coming!"

Suddenly he took a step back, covered his mouth and said nervously: "I have caught a cold recently, please stay away from me."

Ling Yanchi grinned happily, took a step forward and hooked his neck nonchalantly, and said, "Knowing that I'm still stuck at the door due to the wind and cold, I think you don't want to get better, why are you sick? You think it's too comfortable to stay at home. ?”

"Well, didn't I see you here?" He glanced at the people in front of him. Chen Nian had already coaxed Wang Ningzhi with some glutinous rice cakes, and Cuiyan's eyes kept falling on the child. Then he greeted them and said, "Guangning is no better than Yingtianfu. There is a lot of wind and sand here. Although it is mid-April, the temperature has changed and is dry and cold recently. If you need anything, just go to Chen Nian. Don't be cautious."

Cui Yan Fushen responded: "My family knows."

Chen Yunyu shook her head and said disapprovingly: "Since you have taken off your lowly status, you don't need to call yourself a slave, just treat this place as your own. I see that you can also read a few words, and I will teach this..."

"Wang Ningzhi." Ling Yanchi interjected while rubbing his nose.He just wanted to talk to him, but he forgot to introduce his name, which was really rude.

"...Teach him how to read and write, what do you think?"

"Thank you sir."

Wang Ningzhi's teeth were covered with sweets, and he could speak sweetly now, with a soft voice, looked up at him and said, "Big brother, you look so good-looking, and the house you live in is so big, how about you?" Can you avenge my father?"

Chen Yunyu turned her head and took a look at Ling Yanchi, then heard the man whisper: "I'll tell you about the source later, you let me in for a cup of tea first, I'm almost exhausted~"

Chen Yunyu was tickled by him, shrunk her neck, moved away from his arm dexterously, bent down and touched the top of Wang Ningzhi's head, and said: "It's the business of adults to beat and kill, children only need to be responsible Just eat and sleep. Got it?"

"Oh..." The little guy was a little disappointed, and Chen Nian took him to the guest room in the side hall after answering.

Although he hadn't seen him for ten days, Ling Yanchi didn't feel unfamiliar, as if he had reunited with old friends for many years, he stretched in place, and muttered: "Ah...I'm so exhausted, I've been on the road day and night. "

"There is tea on the table, drink it yourself." He walked towards the back room after speaking.Ling Yan followed behind him slowly.

The tables and chairs in the palace are all made of golden nanmu, with dragons and phoenixes on the top, exquisite carvings, uncanny workmanship as if painted, emerald beads for curtains, gold tulle inside, and curved arches at both ends. There are a lot of exquisite jade ornaments on it, and a thin-necked porcelain bottle half a person's height stands outside on both sides. The paint on the bottle is bright and colorful, and the pictures of ladies playing cats are lifelike. The feather fans in their hands seem to be able to reach out As if coming out, stepping over the bead curtain, there is a golden nanmu bookcase of the same color against the wall. There are not many books on it, but they are all stacked on the side table, and several books are rolled up at the sides. It looks like it is often read Yes, there was a screen with four screens slanted on one side of the desk. Xu thought it was in the way and was not unfolded. He kept walking and went straight to the desk to extinguish the agarwood.

Seeing his movements, Ling Yanchi smiled and said: "Agarwood is fine, I don't feel bad about the smell."

"I feel drowsy from the smell, so it's better to turn it off." As he spoke, he went outside and saw that the small purple clay pot didn't even move on one side. Thinking that this person was too lazy, he sat down and poured him a cup. Tea, said casually, "I thought you should have arrived long ago."

I don't know if it's an illusion, Ling Yanchi felt a bit complaining when he heard these words, and his smile didn't diminish. He took the teacup and smacked his lips in satisfaction. After all, he drank good tea, the best purple bamboo shoot tea, put down the teacup and he Only then said: "I wanted to come earlier, but I have enough energy to spare. Presumably, if the prince is with me, he will definitely have the same reaction as me."

Chen Yunyu frowned slightly, and said, "Is the road not smooth?"

Ling Yanchi didn't answer, but only asked: "Is the son's connection with Qingzhou great?"

Chen Yunyu thought for a while and said: "Qingzhou has always been managed by King Qi, and his place is not an important border area. It has always been very loose. Is something wrong in Qingzhou?"

"This child is the only son of Wang Chuan, the former governor of Qingzhou, and his family should be dead by now..."

Chen Yunyu looked at him with a shocked face, but this was just the beginning. After hearing the details, Chen Yunyu calmed down and said indifferently: "It seems that the rain in the capital is going to drench the whole of Dachen."

"what's your plan?"

"I don't plan... I don't have any plans. The imperial court has been fighting a lot these years, but it has always been only in the capital. Now the ground is not peaceful. It must have something to do with the prince and the others... Although our Liao Palace has a heavy army, it has always been I am alone, I have not participated in these dirty things for many years, but now the place is not peaceful, I am afraid that I can no longer watch the fire from the other side."

Ling Yanchi rubbed his chin and said: "Then wait and see, the left and right are not ready for fire, no one dares to do anything to King Liao."

"..." A thought that this person is really not a good person arises spontaneously.Chen Yunyu asked him, "Didn't you bring this kid here because you wanted me to avenge him?"

Ling Yanchi grinned, "Children's family, what revenge is there, let's talk about it after growing up. I brought him here just to find a shelter for him. After being good, he is worth it."

"But if we don't do anything, it won't make sense." Chen Yunyu frowned slightly.

"I know you have a kind heart, but you didn't expect to understand this key point. This group of people will not be able to play for a few days. Once the refugee matter cannot be suppressed, one day it will be stabbed in the head. It depends on what he is How to die; secondly, Wang Chuan’s death was in the final analysis because someone above wanted to move him, and he suffered innocently due to his integrity. Let’s not mention this newcomer now. Have you ever seen a governor who can’t read a word? Still teaching Confucius Temple, the next thing that should be repaired is his own grave, I'm worried that the superior might have other intentions in sending him here, do you understand?" Ling Yanchi looked at him deeply.

Chen Yunyu glanced at him, her face suddenly became serious, and said: "You mean...someone deliberately sent this idiot to do a lot of things and then lure us to take action?"

"This is just my guess. Even without me, news of the chaos in Qingzhou would soon spread to Liaodong."

Chen Yunyu rubbed the center of her brows irritably, indeed, with his father's temperament, it's hard to say what would happen.

"Don't tell my dad about this."

"It's natural."

Chen Yunyu tapped the table with her fingertips and then thought about it: "I don't know who came up with this bad idea, but as long as we don't move, there will be no problem for the time being, but it's hard to say what will happen to those two fighting each other. Neither of them is a winner, because the one on top is still..."

Ling Yanchi glanced at him in surprise, lowered his head and smiled, and said, "I thought you didn't think of this."

Chen Yunyu shook her head, without raising her brows, and said: "I only thought of it when you told me to wait and see. It doesn't make any sense for the second prince and the crown prince to fight to the death, because the emperor is still alive and in his prime, and this The two can't wait to integrate their own forces, and are desperate to make trouble in the capital. I have to say that this kind of behavior is a bit like the folks say "death". It's been cut."

Ling Yanchi saw that he couldn't stop rubbing between his brows, his eyes were dark blue, and his face looked tired, so he stopped talking about these troublesome things and just asked: "Did you rest well these days?"

"Hmm... I often dream."

"I didn't rest well in the carriage, but the sky was covered with stars on the ground, and I saw a lot of scenery. I'll make you some incense another day, so you can calm down."

Chen Yunyu raised her eyelids and said, "...what else do you not know?"

"A lot, I love tea and food, but I don't know how to make tea and cook. When it comes to flavoring, I can only do the same."

Chen Yunyu asked him casually: "Why is it only the same?"

"The girl who taught me how to make incense later died of illness..." Ling Yanchi smiled faintly.

"...If you don't want to laugh, then don't laugh, why force yourself." Chen Yunyu glanced at him, feeling that this smile was particularly dazzling, and it was covering up his heart. Things are bound, whether it is the past, the future or various people and things, because he is free.

Hearing this, Ling Yanchi laughed louder, and said to him: "You ask someone to help you find some spices, do you have a pen and paper? I'll write to you." He was still talking, but the man had already walked around Chen Yunyu raised the bead curtain and walked to the desk, and took down a lake pen from the lying fairy jade pen stand. This pen is made of jade, and the handle is warm. It feels soft and feels good in the hand. , I was in a good mood for a moment, and said to him with bright eyes, "How about I write for you whatever font you like?"

"up to you."

"Hmm..." Ling Yanchi was a little hesitant when he unfolded the rice paper, and at the last slap on his forehead, he suddenly began to write like a god, with his right hand flowing freely, and soon a pile of spices appeared on the tip of his pen, with the four characters at the top, "A Dream of the Southern Dynasties" , it should be the name of the incense, and several flavors of incense are written underneath: sandalwood, asarum, dipterocarp, clove, peach blossom.The process of making incense is densely written on the left, and it can be seen that he is indeed well versed in this way.

Chen Yunyu walked up to him unconsciously, and found that he was proficient in all kinds of fonts. When writing questions in official script, block letters, and thin gold script, he seemed to write very lightly, but the fonts he wrote did not appear to float. Whether it's really weak or really doesn't want to work hard, the result is that every stroke of these words is just right.

Ling Yanchi took away the paperweight, picked up the rice paper and blew it twice as if offering a treasure, raised his head and proudly said: "Look, how is it written?"

But he just frowned and said, "That's great, but it's too empty."

"What do you mean?" Ling Yanchi tilted his head in confusion.

Chen Yunyu took the rice paper in his hand and walked to the window, reflecting the light rain, the ink on the paper was almost freehand, but he still said unceremoniously: "It can be seen that you write very well in every typeface, and you can write it in every style. It can be used to engrave templates, but I don’t think it’s like your own characters, such as this thin gold body, which was written by Song Huizong Zhao Ji’s imperial pen. This level is no longer similar. They are too perfect, so what I saw They are all the shadows of everyone from ancient times to the present, except you can't see yourself.

"Everyone speaks like a person, where do you put yourself?"

The author has something to say:

emmmmm... that incense is from my Baidu.