bamboo horse prince

In the gazebo in the back garden, Yang Feng'er pressed her thumb and index finger, and gently took out the melon seeds and put them in a porcelain bowl beside her.The emperor closed his eyes lightly, and beat the rhythm with his fingers along with the sound of the piano beside him.

Yang Nian stood under the pavilion, using an unsharp sword, to show the empress his level.He tried his best to recall the postures of Li Sheng's sword dance, and he rushed to stab the sword with all his strength. The sword body trembled with his movements, as if gaining momentum.

Seeing this, the emperor applauded, "Nian'er's swordsmanship has improved a lot."

"..." Yang Feng'er rolled her eyes, "Your Majesty, please stop praising him, I think this is similar to those scary ghost priests."

"You have to encourage him more, otherwise how can he improve."

"What the emperor said is what the emperor said," Yang Feng'er catered, "I understand that you wait for him to finish, and pass the young master a glass of sugar water, so as not to tire him."

"I heard that you and Sheng'er went to the imperial mausoleum, and when you came back, you were punished by the queen mother?"

Yang Feng'er moved quickly, and hurriedly knelt down along the table, "The concubine broke the rules in the mausoleum, disturbed the ancestors, and should be punished."

"Get up," the emperor stretched out his hand, "You know that the queen mother always cares about the rules in the palace, and it's not against you."

Yang Feng'er didn't dare to hesitate, took the emperor's hand, and sat back in her seat again, "Of course I know, my status is different, it's best to obey the rules."

"Where is Sheng'er?"

"Sheng'er has indeed grown up a lot and knows how to behave. She even asked me to thank the emperor for his kindness on his behalf."

The emperor smiled, "It's very sensible. A few days ago Commander Yang told me about the lack of personnel in the imperial army, so I planned to let Sheng'er take that vacancy."

Yang Feng'er was startled, "Isn't the responsibility of the Imperial Army guarding the entire capital too great?"

"He brought those soldiers on the border, and the soldiers who manage the imperial army can still be a problem?" The emperor raised the teacup base, "He is my brother, so he will naturally do his best."

Yang Feng'er knew that her reaction was a little big, so she covered her expression with a handkerchief, "What the emperor said is also reasonable, I only see that Sheng'er has just come back, and he is already busy running around, and he didn't even tidy up his county palace. "

"Then just ask a few people to tidy it up for him. Don't talk about it, is Nian'er preparing for the imperial examination?" The emperor smelled the tea lightly.

Yang Feng'er looked at Yang Nian who was stabbing wildly around a boulder, showing a worried expression, "He is just joining in the fun, and everyone didn't take it seriously."

"Don't talk like that, Nian'er is really talented."

"Prince Shengjun is here." The servant's voice was high-pitched.

Afraid of making a fool of himself, Yang Nian quickly stopped his movements, Xie Yi stood beside him and quickly handed him the long-prepared sugar water.

Li Sheng passed by Yang Nian, seeing what Yang Nian was hiding behind him, he didn't pay attention to it, and after nodding to him, he knelt down to greet the emperor.

"How is Sheng'er settling down?" The emperor didn't ask Li Sheng to get up, he just asked.

Li Sheng raised his head, and roughly talked about his county palace, saying that it was very elegant, much better than the military camp.

Yang Nian slandered in his heart, saying that it was really elegant, the landscape was all natural, and the moss almost covered the entire garden.

"It's fine if you're satisfied," the emperor smiled, and turned to Yang Feng'er, "I heard you said that you treated Sheng'er badly."

Yang Feng'er was embarrassed, "It's all hearsay by my concubine, and I didn't deliberately confuse the saint."

"You too recently, everything is very serious, I'm just joking."

Yang Feng'er forced a smile, she really hadn't figured out the holy intentions recently.

She gave birth to a child last year and was forced by the queen mother to be drafted by the emperor before her body recovered.At that time, her eyes were swollen from crying and she could only see clearly the shadows in the portraits that were handed over. She didn't have the strength to point out, so she simply approved all of them.

All of a sudden, the palace became lively, and it became the thriving population that the Queen Mother wanted.

The gravel road that she usually loves to hang out with the emperor is a little more eye-catching, and the way she scratches her head and poses makes her feel ashamed for no reason, so she has to take a detour; in summer, she loves listening to the cicadas in the imperial garden When she came to take a nap, she also felt harsh because of the singing of cicadas and swallows, so she gave up; later she found that even if she hid in her bedroom all day long, she couldn't escape the endless salutes and trivial matters every day, so she often complained of illness, She left all the affairs to her restless aunt, and only invited Yang Nian to relieve her boredom.

Her plan was really successful, and she became more and more clean. The emperor, who used to accompany her often and was very sensible, only asked her once in half a month.She is happy with whatever happens, since in the eyes of her own queen mother, she is a useless woman who cannot be born, so she should be a good and virtuous queen honestly.She even persuaded the emperor to go to the residence of those beautiful women who were newly recruited into the palace, and she became less and less sad, and more and more let go.

Yang Feng'er looked sideways at the emperor's profile, thinking, I pushed you a little farther away, but you really are so far away.

"Thank you, Lord Long En." Li Sheng kowtowed and accepted the position of sub-commander of the Imperial Army.It is said to be a commander, but this is regarded as a low-level position in the imperial army. The person in charge is only a team of less than ten people who change defense patrols every day. This is really overqualified for a general who has just left the battlefield.

Yang Feng'er appreciated Li Sheng's resignation very much, and wanted Yang Nian to get closer to him, "Cheng'er, I heard that Nian'er said that your swordsmanship is very good, why don't you accept us as Nian'er as an apprentice."

Li Sheng was stunned for a moment, then declined, "I'm just getting acquainted, and I'm not good enough to teach others. General Ren Mian, who came back with us this time, is a good swordsman, and he often guides me. If the emperor's wife is willing , I can be a favor and introduce Yang Nian to him as an apprentice."

"Okay," the emperor replied this time, "I also heard about the reputation of General Ren when I was young, Yang Nian, why don't you thank Sheng'er."

Yang Nian thought to himself, you and your wife are planning to sell me together. Who asked my opinion, but of course he didn't dare to say it. He just lowered his head and saluted Li Sheng, "Your Majesty is here."

Yang Feng'er saw that the small bowl containing melon seeds was full, so she called out to explain, "Sprinkle more on the walnut cake."

"You know how to eat," the emperor smiled, "It's almost time for lunch, let's go together and wait for the pastry to be cooked before you go out of the palace, so that each of you can bring some."

Yang Nian and Li Sheng thanked each other.

It was five years ago that four people sat around a table and had a meal. Yang Feng'er cooked a few fresh dishes in the imperial dining room, and brought out the sweet-scented osmanthus wine she brewed last autumn, saying that she should celebrate well.

The emperor was a little bit embarrassed when he saw her flirting around. Yang Feng'er had been in the palace for a long time, and he almost forgot how lively and lively she was, and his love and affection suddenly rose.

Li Sheng was very cautious at the dinner table, afraid that he would lose his composure, but Yang Nian was beside him like a treasure, telling jokes in different ways and enlivening the atmosphere, which made him feel a little more relaxed.

"Hey, when will you take me to see Master, Prince?"

"Did they accept you? Master has already called." Yang Feng'er was helpless.

Li Sheng smiled, "If you're in a hurry, just come with me this afternoon, I'm also going to practice swordsmanship."

"Okay!"

"Nian'er is too impatient, it's up to you." The emperor laughed loudly, looked at Yang Feng'er and said.

Yang Feng'er also laughed, "Cheng'er is just too honest, whatever you say is up to you."

Everyone at the table laughed, but Yang Feng'er wanted to cut off her tongue as if she had never opened her mouth.