The Legend of Nanshan Jun

I have listened to the piece "Yangzhou Slow" several times. The tune is melodious and has a Jiangnan charm.

Ten miles of spring breeze, two points of the moon, Ruixian flies down Qionglou.Look at the ice flower Jianjian, and embrace the broken jade into a bamboo.I want to stand in the long day and the clouds, the muscles and bones are too real, and the flying swallows are romantic.Concentrating on the fragrance and the spirit of beauty, all of them are paid to Yangzhou.

There are several flowers in the rain window, the dream is startled, and the sky is fragrant.Like the God of Flowers in Langyuan, who pity people and neglect them, and rides a crane to swim.In order to ask about the scenery of Zhuxi, the sky is light and the smoke and water are long.At dusk again, Qiang controls the isolated city, blowing new worries.

Then my dance also needs to be so sad and full of knots, with thousands of turns and turns, to perform all kinds of tenderness in a silent place.

The outline is already in the mind, and it only needs to be matched with their performance.

"Mr. Xigui, my master has been unwell for the past few days, and it is inconvenient to see guests." Fang Shengze's valet said to me apologetically.

I had no choice but to give up, "Ask Fang Guijun for me."

"Okay, it must be brought."

When I came to Sima Qingyan's dormitory, he was chatting and laughing with me, but when I mentioned "Yangzhou Slow", he started to spin, "Ling Xi, it's hard to say..."

"It's just a piece of music, you can play it just once, and I won't bother you often." I said sincerely.

I can understand that Fang Shengze deliberately closed the door to see him, but why is Sima Qingyan?

He took a few steps in embarrassment, and then whispered, "I tell you, you are not allowed to tell others."

I nodded, "God knows, Earth knows, you know and I know."

Only then did he relax a little bit, and boldly whispered in my ear, "Brother Ze Ze told me not to listen to you, and to make you look ugly at the diplomatic banquet. If I don't listen to him, he will... he will ..."

The horror in his eyes made me soft-hearted, but I really don't understand why Fang Shengze targeted me so much, I don't remember ever offending him.

Seeing something puzzled in my eyes, Sima Qingyan said, "Brother Ze has always attached great importance to this role. A while ago, Lord Donghua and Lord Xiling had established the harem. I thought that Brother Ze was popular, but I never thought... ...And Brother Ling Xi, you happen to live in Nanshan Pavilion, how does this make Brother Ze feel."

"Originally, it would be fine if you didn't come out, but now that you are out, and you are so favored by the emperor, it's no wonder Brother Ze is unhappy, even I can't help being a little jealous."

Seeing the envy in Sima Qingyan's eyes, I nodded knowingly, "Qingyan, you are willing to say this to me, which shows that you treat me sincerely. Don't worry, I have no intention of competing for a high position. Please protect yourself."

Seeing that he didn't believe it at all, I didn't explain any more, just said, "I have never been here today, and you have never said anything to me."

He breathed out, "That's great!" He smiled at me relaxedly, then paused hesitantly, as if he wanted to say something.

"What's wrong?" I couldn't help asking.

"Brother Ling Xi, you have to be careful, I think Brother Ze hates you very much, and it may be against you."

I sighed, "I know, thank you Qingyan for reminding me."

How come I don't know that Fang Shengze is hostile to me, if it wasn't obvious before, it's really obvious enough now.

Thinking that there is another person targeting me in the palace, I feel a little overwhelmed.

Fortunately, my rank is not low now, and I am deeply favored. They should not easily attack me. Be careful in the future, and don't give them an opportunity.

Speaking of taking advantage of the opportunity, I couldn't help thinking of a lewd face in my mind: Wang Sheng, this person is always a thorn in my heart, and I have to find a chance to get rid of it.

After returning to Donghua Pavilion, Dieyi asked suspiciously in my ear, "Your Majesty, do you really have no intention of fighting for the throne?"

I looked at her seriously, "I just want to protect myself."

Now I should have no problem protecting myself.

Unexpectedly, Die Yi shook her head in disapproval, "Your Majesty, since you have been born, you can no longer ignore world affairs like in the past. If you don't fight, it doesn't mean that others won't force you to fight. The slave thinks that if you can fight, Your Majesty must not give up, otherwise it will be too late to regret."

"You mean—" I looked at her with a little doubt.

She nodded and spit out three words: "Mr. Nanshan."

I know Mr. Nanshan, but I don't dare to think about it.

Being Nanshan Jun is not just about being good looking, it has a lot to do with family background.

Fang Shengze's father, a member of the first rank, can't become Nanshan Jun, let alone me.

"Your Majesty, don't deny it first, this slave thinks that Lord Nanshan belongs to you."

"Oh, why?" I was really surprised this time, and asked her amusedly, "Could it be possible that I have the words 'Nanshanjun' written on my forehead?"

Xu Shi was affected by my joke, and the obviously serious atmosphere instantly relaxed, "Does your lord know the origin of Mr. Nanshan?"

I really don't know, I shook my head.

I saw Dieyi narrating, "When Xia Gaozu founded the country, he met a hermit in the mountains. The hermit was outstanding in appearance, like a banished immortal. Xia Gaozu fell in love with the hermit at first sight and wanted to accept him as a concubine, but the hermit refused. He only agreed to be born to help the establishment of the Xia Dynasty. Xia Gaozu had no choice but to agree. After the establishment of the Xia Dynasty, the hermit returned to hermitage. Xia Gaozu was unwilling to break up with the hermit, so he set up a concubine: Nanshan Jun, if the hermit is willing, he can be a concubine at any time. However, it has always been Up to the current emperor, the hermit has still not been born again."

"Then what are the stories about Lord Donghua, Lord Beichen, and Lord Xiling?" I asked suspiciously.

Dieyi shrugged, "There is no allusion, but Xia Gaozu didn't want other male concubines to be called Nanshan Jun, so he set up three more monarchs. And because Da Xia is in the south of the four kingdoms, everything respects the south, so the four monarchs Zhongnan tiger is the biggest, second only to the male queen."

"So that's how it is," I nodded, unconsciously thinking of a poem: Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and seeing Nanshan leisurely.

Hermits should like this kind of life, right?If it were me, I would rather see Nanshan in this real green mountains and green waters than become the Nanshan Lord that everyone respects and looks up to in this harem.

"The servant girl thinks that with your majesty's peerless appearance, if you look at the harem and even the whole world, no one can stand beside you. The position of Nanshan Monarch is none other than your majesty."

Dieyi has never said such a thing, but what she said at the moment is very serious, which makes me a little moved.

I couldn't help but think of the prophecy in Qiankun Pavilion, could it really be me?

But I don't care if I can become Nanshanjun, what I care is whether Li Zhenrui is the only one in his heart.