Uncertain Chang'an

"Your Highness, Thirteen is back."

Zhou Jinhe was about to take a rest when he heard Feier report that she kept moving and went to bed to lie down. Moer extinguished the candles in the room one by one, and a figure appeared behind the screen, wearing night clothes and kneeling on one knee If Zhou Jinhe hadn't gotten used to it long ago, he would never have noticed that someone was there.

"Your Highness, it has been found out. Fu Qingshi's family is now living in a room in the south of the city. They rely on Fu Qingshi to copy and write letters for others, and the two wives make a living for people's laundry, sewing and mending. It is very difficult. Fu Qingshi drinks heavily almost every day." , I cried a lot when I was drunk. It just seems that there are two other groups of people who are also paying attention, one is His Majesty, and the other has not yet learned about it." The woman reported in a low voice without emotion.Zhou Jinhe closed his eyes, frowned slightly, thinking in his heart, the two people...

Yan Shisan was the secret guard sent by Emperor Taiping to protect her after knowing she fell into the water last time.Yanwei was originally responsible for the safety of the emperor. There were 13 people in total, all coded by numbers, from one to thirteen. Emperor Taiping assigned ten to thirteen to her, and thirteen was the only woman in Yanwei.

Her Highness the Princess has long subdued these four people with her sharp tongue and extraordinary charisma. Now the four people are only under her control.

Since Emperor Father sent someone to watch Fu Qing, he thought about it and was skeptical, wanting to see what was hidden inside, so it was difficult for her to come forward.

"Did they notice it?"

"No, we are hiding. Those sent by His Majesty are not Yanwei, so we can't find out. The two of them have discovered each other, but I don't know who it is, and they are still probing."

"Very well, watch carefully, and don't expose it unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Here." Yan Shisan responded, and then left the room without making a sound, as if the conversation just now had never happened.

When I was young, there must be a story on me.

With the request of Her Royal Highness, Wen Yuan sent someone to invite Wu Zhiheng to the Xingxing Pavilion the next day. Although he didn't know why Miss Wen Yuan sought him, especially since she had rejected so many dignitaries in recent days, how could a beauty invite her? Reason not to go?Wu Zhiheng changed his clothes and tidied up a bit, then followed the boy to the Star Picking Pavilion.

It was still the same room as last time, Wen Yuan was playing the piano, and he didn't stop when he arrived, Wu Zhiheng also felt himself, found a place to sit down, quietly listened to her finish playing a piece, asked with a smile on his face: "Mr. Are you okay?"

"Everything is fine. It's been a long time since I heard the girl playing the piano. The girl's piano skills are still so superb, and she is beyond hope."

"Mr. Wu is polite. Mr. Wu's piano skill is not only in Jinling, but he must be one of the best in the capital now. I wonder if Wen Yuan is lucky enough to listen to you again?"

Is there any reason not to follow a beauty when she speaks?Wu Zhiheng made a show of his ugliness, sat in front of the piano, and played with his fingers, like mountains and flowing water, touching people's hearts.

With a smile on the corner of Wen Yuan's mouth, he was very satisfied in his heart, clapped his hands and praised: "Young master's piano skills are getting better and better."

"Where is it? It's the girl who teaches well." Wu Zhiheng was a little shy, bowed his head and smiled.When he was in Jinling, he often listened to Wen Yuan playing the piano, and he also got a lot of advice. After Wen Yuan left, he became even more mindful of others, practicing every day, not daring to relax, so that one day he could beat her like he is now. smile.

Wen Yuan smiled, but then sighed, practiced a smile and said regretfully: "Princess Yongning's marriage exam is coming up, and all the talented people in the world will not miss it, but it's a pity that Wen Yuan is a daughter, so she can't compete with the talented people in the world. "

Seeing that the beauty was not happy, Wu Zhiheng was a little flustered for a while, and hurriedly said: "Young lady's piano skills are unmatched in the world, no matter how good the talents are, they can't compare to the young lady!"

"Young Master, Wen Yuan is ashamed to be praised."

"The girl deserves it! How about this, the girl will teach me for a month, and then I will play for the girl. If I win, it will prove that the girl's piano skills are far superior to everyone!"

"This... is too troublesome, sir?" Wen Yuanliu frowned slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter? Besides, I was about to take the exam. If the girl could teach me, it would be a great help to me. Zhiheng is very grateful!" Wu Zhiheng said a little excitedly, even his face flushed slightly.

Wu Zhiheng has a soft heart, and he has never been embarrassed by beautiful women, let alone Wen Yuan, who is like a fairy in his heart?Sure enough, as she expected, he volunteered without further ado.Wen Yuan suppressed the flash of guilt that flashed in his heart, thanked him, and Dang even began to point him out.

Since it is an exam, review is essential.In order to be fair and just so that no one in the world would doubt him, Zhou Jinhe also put a lot of effort into the selection of candidates. He invited three great Confucian talents recognized as the best in Beijing and China for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and Xu Yuanshou for martial arts shooting and hunting. Fortunately, she decides for herself, and others have nothing to say.It was because Zhou Jinhe was popular that he was able to invite so many famous teachers and scholars. Some people didn't even buy into Emperor Taiping's account, but they couldn't let go of Zhou Jinhe, a little girl. There was no way, who wouldn't like a smart and polite student?In the past few years in the capital, Zhou Jinhe has visited all the famous teachers and scholars nearby, and he can call everyone a teacher.

Xiao Wuding was in the mansion for the past few days, besides practicing swords and calligraphy, he caught Wang Xile by the way, which made him complain unceasingly, wrinkling his face as if he had eaten bitter melon every day.

"General, Your Highness is here."

"Understood, let's go now." Xiao Wuding took the last stroke, looked at his own handwriting for a while, curled his lips, and then put down the pen.No progress.

Listening to the old steward's report, Wang Xile breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned, and said solemnly, "General, hurry up, it's not easy to keep His Highness waiting."

Xiao Wuding raised his head and glanced at him lightly, seeing through his little thoughts, one corner of his mouth slightly raised, and said with a smile: "I wrote it just now, you write it ten times."

"Ah???" His mouth was so open that he could put down a big ball, and he thought he could stop writing... Wang Xile agreed in despondency, and picked up his pen again as if resigned to his fate.A cunning flashed in Xiao Wuding's eyes, he patted Wanzi on the head, and went out with a smile.Do you still want to hide it from her with such a small mind?In fact, she didn't want the meatballs to look good, it's just that his handwriting looks like it was scratched by chicken feet, it's really hard to recognize, no matter what, it needs to be written neatly.

Zhou Jinhe was in the hall, when he saw Xiao Wuding arrived, he got up with a smile, and said, "Go, I'll take you to apprentice."

"Mr. Tang has returned to Beijing?"

"Well, I just got the news, so I came to you with a gift." Zhou Jinhe smiled and walked out with her in his arms. Now Xiao Wuding has been promoted to the status of a close friend in her heart, but When he reached the door, he let go, after all, Xiao Wuding is wearing men's clothes now, so it's hard for others to see.

The temperature on his arm disappeared, Xiao Wuding suddenly felt a little lost, but his face was calm, and he followed His Royal Highness into the carriage.

When it comes to calligraphy in today's world, no one dares to call it number one if Mr. Tang is number two.Tang Lao's cursive script is majestic and elegant, like a dragon jumping over the sky gate, a tiger crouching on a phoenix, and it is meaningless to be a "sage of calligraphy".

It's just that Mr. Tang has very high requirements for his disciples, so he doesn't accept disciples easily. Zhou Jinhe is his only female disciple.

When they arrived at the Tang Mansion, there was no need to be informed, the butler took the two of them to the backyard.In the pavilion in the backyard stood an old man with a pine-shaped crane bone and a bit of an immortal demeanor. He leaned against the fence and occasionally sprinkled fish food into the lake, feeling uncomfortable.

No one informed, Zhou Jinhe took Xiao Wuding straight to the pavilion, gave a half salute, and said with a smile: "Teacher, you are back."

Only then did the old man turn around, throw the fish food left in his hand back into the box carried by the boy beside him, and hummed, "My only female disciple wants to choose a relative, do I dare not come back?"

Xiao Wuding, who was half a step behind, also stepped forward at this time, and saluted respectfully, "Old Tang, I have admired your name for a long time."

"The old man is dressed in white, but he can't bear such a big gift from General Zhenbei."

Xiao Wuding secretly grimaced at Zhou Jinhe, she knew it would not be so easy with Mr. Tang's temper.

Zhou Jinhe winked at her, leaned close to Elder Tang and held his arm, which was rare to be coquettish: "Teacher, don't put on airs, she is my good friend."

"Huh? Why are you still just friends?" Elder Tang looked suspiciously at Zhou Jinhe, then at Xiao Wuding, and said, "I'm still wondering why you didn't want your father to marry you directly, but you still have to do this trick. "

"It's a long story. Teacher, you don't want your only female disciple to marry casually, do you?"

"That's natural," otherwise he wouldn't show his face to Xiao Wuding. After all, he is a general who protects his family and country, unlike the group of power-hungry people in the officialdom, who deserves respect. "What do you mean by looking for a teacher today?"

"Just in case, please give me some pointers. She has a good handwriting. If you give me some pointers, I'm afraid she will surpass me. I have sent you a good seedling." Zhou Jinhe grinned, causing Old Tang to stare. Glancing at her, he said to Xiao Wuding: "General Xiao is polite, there are pens, ink, paper and inkstone over there, go over and write something for the old man to see."

Xiao Wuding should claim that he went to the stone table in the courtyard, Elder Tang and Zhou Jinhe were in the same place, and asked: "Is General Xiao as good as the rumors say?"

"Well... I think it's better than the rumors. Outsiders know her as a young hero, but only those around her know how she treats people. Teacher, maybe in a few days I won't be your best friend. I like my disciple." As she said that, she made a sad look, which caused Elder Tang to reach out and knock on her forehead, and scolded: "You're the only one who is so talkative, why don't you still look down on him? Play tricks like this?"

Well, how can she explain that Xiao Wuding is actually a woman?

"Teacher, she is good in every way, but she is not suitable for me." Not all women can be like her, deeply rooted in homosexuality.

Mr. Tang didn't take her words seriously. The two clearly had each other in their hearts, but they didn't know it. At his age, he could tell at a glance.He didn't speak anymore, looked at Xiao Wuding who was writing a dragon and a snake, and sighed after a long time: "Jin'er, the person in your heart, it's time to let go, isn't it enough after all these years?" Let's talk about him, but who is Mr. Tang?Combining the sorrow and longing in Zhou Jinhe's eyes from time to time, combined with some things she heard, she can naturally guess who it is that makes her never forget.

Zhou Jinhe was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't know how to answer.Elder Tang walked straight towards Xiao Wuding, looked at the handwriting on the rice paper, his eyes lit up, and said: "I don't think General Xiao's calligraphy is so elegant, he is definitely the best among his peers!"

Xiao Wuding smiled slightly, respectfully and politely, "Thank you Mr. Tang for your compliment."

If it was just because of Zhou Jinhe, Mr. Tang really appreciates Xiao Wuding a little bit now. I thought he was young and a member of the military, and I haven't heard of his background. I think he must have no calligraphy skills. Accomplishment, but I don't want to be so amazing.

"Not bad! From tomorrow onwards, come and find me every three days. Although a quick fix is ​​not feasible, it will definitely be fine to suppress this group of young masters in Beijing after one month!"

Xiao Wuding was overjoyed upon hearing this, not to mention being able to help Zhou Jinhe, just being able to get Elder Tang's advice would be enough to make her happy for a few days, and immediately saluted respectfully.

When Zhou Jinhe saw this, he knew that he was done. Originally, she wasn't worried. With Xiao Wuding's aptitude, Elder Tang would definitely like it.

Both of them still have work to do, and they didn't stay in the Tang residence for long.Elder Tang looked at Xiao Wuding's handwriting carefully in his study, stroked his long white beard and laughed loudly, ordered someone to grind the ink, immediately wrote down the numbers with a brush, and ordered someone to send them to the Princess' Mansion.

The same surname is Xiao, one is Chang'an and the other is Wuding, which is interesting.

"Your Highness, Mr. Tang sent someone to send the letter."

"Oh?" Zhou Jinhe was confused for a moment, not knowing what he meant, took the rice paper and unfolded it, and saw that the writing on it was like a snake, and there was a sentence: "Mountains and rivers are full of empty thoughts, and falling flowers and wind and rain hurt spring even more."

The mountains and rivers are full of empty thoughts, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more. It is better to pity the people in front of you.

Zhou Jinhe couldn't laugh or cry, he rolled up the rice paper again, and ordered someone to put it away.If the teacher knew that he asked her to take pity on a woman, he might wish to slap himself.

Even if she can like women herself, it doesn't mean that other people can like them too.The person in front of her is a beautiful woman, but it's a pity she can't take pity on her.

The author has something to say: No way, the cult can’t grow stronger, otherwise my general will be so pitiful, and the main CP I decided will have to finish writing while kneeling [clenching fists]

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