Dressed as a man with the eldest son

六

Linge stopped, and Nan Ruo realized that their private room was next to him.

The moment he entered the door, Nan Ruo felt nervous in vain.

Nonsense, who is not nervous to see the boss.

But when he thought about the age of the boss, he immediately calmed down.

The private rooms in teahouses are roughly the same, except that the paintings and calligraphy hung and the flowers and trees placed are different.

A tall and slender figure was leaning against the window. Hearing the movement, he turned around.

A boy, no, to be precise, a youth, his overly distinct and deep facial features and sharp outline make him look more mature than his own age, and his expression and posture are not at all immature.

The young man was holding a binoculars in his hand, apparently watching the scenery outside, he turned around and did not put it down, shrinking the lens tube, looking over through the lens, aloof but justifiably disdainful.

Nan Ruo saluted: "Your Highness."

The prince held up the binoculars and did not move. The exposed eye was squinted, showing no emotion. After a while, it seemed that he had enjoyed enough, so he casually hummed: "Is there something wrong?"

Nan Ruo tried his best to keep his posture respectful: "I just saw Guard Lin outside the door, guessing that His Highness is here, so I came here to pay my respects."

In fact, the original body was not familiar with the crown prince.

The prince was not close to Yuanshen from the very beginning, and he only watched the conflict between him and Fu Zhuo and Xie Yuanchong coldly, without any intention of mediating and uniting his subordinates.

understand.

Who made his father a veteran licking dog of the heroine, the prince and the heroine are destined to be at odds, who would believe the son of a political enemy.

After digesting the original body's memory, Nan Ruo also knew how outrageous it was to ask a merchant to accompany the prince. Even though Nangong's family was an imperial merchant appointed by the founding father/ancestor, the merchant was still a merchant.

At least this is only one case in this dynasty, and it is probably a kind of humiliation for the prince.

Yuanshen himself was also very guilty, he felt that he was not in the right position, he didn't dare to approach the prince, and when he was ordered by his father to run after the little princess, he didn't even dare.

But when we met, I knew my boss was here, so I had to come and say hello.

"Look up." The prince said.

Just lift it up.

Just take care of Party A's father.

Nan Ruo is in a good mood.

I think when he first entered the circle, a small screenwriter had no right to speak, and he was often tossed about. After a few years, all the edges and corners were worn away.

Society teaches you to be a human being.

But I couldn't look directly at him even when I raised my head, I only saw the palace sash around the prince's waist when I lowered my eyes, I thought it was quite beautiful, the piece of jade hanging on it would have cost thousands of dollars in modern times.

However, Party A's father was dissatisfied, and said impatiently: "I also raised my eyes and looked at Gu."

look look look.

Nan Ruo looked at him as he said.

Before the prince put down the telescope in his hand, he adjusted the lens barrel to meet a magnified face, and finally fixed on the eyes.

The eyes are like almonds, big and round, too beautiful for a man, the corners of the eyes are slightly drooping, and the color of the eyes is light, showing gentleness and tolerance.

It's very innocent.

The prince raised his eyebrows.

"I went to Rongxiang Mansion in the morning, how is Rongxiang?" he said.

Nan Ruo was not surprised that he would know his itinerary, and said: "I didn't see Rong Xiang in person, I just went to the mourning hall with other people to express my condolences. Brother Fu and Brother Xie are also there."

He has witnesses, but he is not lying.

The prince looked at him through the lens, and the magnified almond eyes did not hide or dodge as he ordered. The eyes were clear and clear. He moved his fingers, and the whole face was brought into view, making him look more innocent and naive.

Much like.

Same as after.

Just as...disgusting.

"Boldly—" He changed his face in vain, behind his hands, his eyes pierced like a sharp sword, and said coldly, "How dare you look directly at the prince, you are not small."

Nan Ruo bowed his head and pleaded guilty: "I dare not."

I don't want to admit that I was shocked by a child.

The image of Fu Zhuo and the three chatting calmly in the morning flashed in his mind, and he immediately put away his elder arrogance.

This is not modern times, the eighteenth in ancient times and the eighteenth in modern times are not the same concept.

In some things, they are more mature than him.

But why did he suddenly turn his back on him? He didn't do anything.

Obviously he let him see it himself.

Sure enough, no matter where Party A's father is, it is difficult to deal with.

If Nan Ruo knew that simply looking at his face was not pleasing to the eye, he would be speechless.

The original body has a good face like the heroine.

If you put it in school, you are a good student, and at home, you are a good boy/girl, the kind that no one will believe you if you do bad things.

It’s better to be naive and naive, but it’s ugly. There’s an Internet term: green tea and white lotus.

In the ancient romance novels, the heroines are all in the pure style, and the gorgeous ones are vicious female supporting roles.

Nanruo himself has a seven-point image of the original body.

All look small and tender.

Of course, the original body was already young, but compared to other princes and Fu Zhuo who were of the same age and only two years older than him, he was more immature.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to enter and exit the harem without being stopped by the male lead at sixteen.

Probably in their eyes, they still treat him as a child.

"Why don't you dare?" The prince's voice was indifferent.

Nan Ruo could only lower his head again: "I am terrified."

"Gu sees that you are very brave." The prince sat down on the sofa, and his tone suddenly softened again, "You came to see Gu today, and it seems that you still remember that you are Gu's companion. Now that you remember, how long have you not been to the East Palace? Are you on errand?"

In the end, there was no anger anymore, it seemed like an ordinary narration.

Nan Ruo couldn't help thinking of the comment the hero had given the prince in his memory: moody.

Considering the meaning of the prince's words in his heart, he said: "I am ashamed."

Five days.

Yuanshen hadn't reported to the East Palace for five days, counting today, five and a half days.

Because he knew that the prince didn't want to see him, every year when the little princess left Beijing to play, he stopped going to the prince every day, and only went to check in at the beginning of the month, the middle of the month and the end of the month, meaning that he was still such a person.

This is the default of everyone, including the teacher in the imperial study.

Nan Ruo didn't think that the prince suddenly mentioned it because he wanted to pursue responsibility.

The prince's eyelids drooped, and he played with the lens tube in his hand: "I don't want to hear what I'm ashamed of. If I feel ashamed, I will come to the palace tomorrow. I have something to tell."

But without saying anything, he raised his chin: "Go."

He raised the binoculars to the window again.

"Yes." Nan Ruo took three steps back, turned and left.

There was no anxiety in my heart caused by the unfinished words, I just felt a long sigh of relief.

This pass is over.

After he got out of the door, he realized later that in a sense, he had met with the country's preparatory leader.

Exciting enough.

In modern times, the highest status he has ever seen is a small leader related to a certain culture/culture/department/sector. After drinking a few glasses of wine on the wine table, they are all the same, and they are all mortals.

But here, not to mention the crown prince, the young Rong Zhuo, Fu Zhuo, Xie Yuanchong he had met all had an imposing manner.

The housekeeper of the Lianrong Mansion ordered his servants to carry out the punishment without any timidity.

Nan Ruo took a deep breath and let go of the superiority of modern people.

The boss is next door, how can I continue to drink tea, pack up my things and leave with my servants.

It was the busy afternoon, and people were coming and going on the street. Nan Ruo abandoned the carriage and asked the coachman to go out from the back street and wait for him at the street corner. He took Junior San for a stroll along the road.

The weather in early spring is fine, neither hot nor cold, and men, women and children come out together.

The defense of men and women in the Yan Dynasty was not serious. From time to time, women would be seen on the street, either in twos or threes, or with men.

There are all ages.

Nan Ruo unconsciously remembered the plot.

He has never studied history, but he only knows in general that women in ancient times did not step out of the door. When reading novels, he even complained about the setting that the heroine traveled through time and said that she would go out when she went out.

Now that I'm in it, I know it's possible.

Then the problem is coming.

Is this to rationalize the behavior of the heroine, and the background is automatically completed, or is this the way the world is originally, and the heroine just follows the trend?

Like which came first, the egg or the chicken.

Nan Ruo fell into philosophical meditation for a while.

But it was soon interrupted by a melodious voice, it was the resident "singer" in a nearby tavern, babbling and singing a familiar tune.

"When will the moon be there, ask Qingtian about the wine..."

Nanruo: ...

The hostess is really everywhere.

No one was seen, but his voice was heard everywhere.

The vendors who set up stalls outside the tavern listened and followed softly.

Nan Ruo slowed down.

What the eyes see seems to suddenly become real.

Like removing the blur filter.

The clamor and yelling fell into the ears.

The little ladies are graceful and graceful, and the pictures of ladies suddenly become reality, rushing towards him, and there are also bold girls smiling at him with their lips covered.

The half-shaved children ran past playfully, and the kite in their hand almost scratched him.

The second brother, who was carrying a food box, yelled excuse me and shuttled through the crowd.

Under the flower tree, talented scholars and beautiful ladies talked and laughed happily.

Nan Ruo admired it quietly, the corners of her lips curled up.

Traveling... seems to be not bad.

Stop and go like this, buy some toys and jewelry for younger brothers and sisters, survive lunch and dinner, and finally go home.

Go back to the study, dismiss the boy, close the door, and start studying hard. If you want to do it, don’t be in a hurry, and go through the poems, books, classics, and history you have learned from beginning to end.

Lying on the bed at night, I didn't forget to endorse the book, and by the way, I went through the process of entering the palace.

He still got up early the next day, settled it on the way to breakfast, and had enough excuses, he was going to enter the palace.

Although there is no need to catch up with the first class at [-]:[-] a.m. last year, they finished their basic courses and left elective courses. The lecturers in the East Palace only teach three times a week, and they are not eligible to participate in the one-on-one teaching by the prince. of.

——But the imperial palace is quite far from Nangong Mansion, and there are many procedures for entering the palace, so hurry up rather than late.

The carriage walked for nearly an hour and arrived at the gate of the palace.

Nan Ruo was shocked by the towering city gate.

The city gate in front of him was taller and grander than the city gates he had visited in his previous life.

However, he did not enter through the main entrance, and the carriage went directly to the East Palace from the side aisle.

The imperial palace in the Yan Dynasty was very large. The Eastern Palace was not a single palace, but a group of them. The east side of the imperial palace was entirely within the scope of the Eastern Palace, and there was a low mountain piled up artificially behind it.

Nan Ruo got off the car at the crossing of the road. The guards guarding the gate knew him, checked that he was not carrying a sharp weapon, and let him in.

The prince didn't tell him where to find him, Nan Ruo could only go to the main hall according to his memory.

From a distance, he saw familiar faces.

Accompanying the prince to study, in addition to their four regular companions, there are also members of the royal family, the son of the prince's nanny, and specially selected intelligent eunuchs.

It is to let the crown prince enter the court as an adult, and he will have available people in his hands.

Those princes in front had at least five or sixty people, and many were accompanied by hundreds of people.

But at that time, there were only about twenty of them.

Among them, there are quite a few mixed up like the original body.

"How did you come?!"

As soon as Nan Ruo entered the door, he received ridicule from Fu Zhuo.

All of a sudden, people in the room looked over and saw him with different expressions.