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His Majesty summoned Tang Ling into the palace for two consecutive days.

Today is just like yesterday, Tang Ling played a game of chess with His Majesty at Chengming Palace, but lost again.

After a game of chess, Tang Ling was about to leave when a burst of lightning, thunder and rain fell.

His Majesty glanced at the sky outside and said, "It's getting late, let Zhang Suian pass on the meal."

"Yes."

Tang Ling bowed respectfully: "The minister will leave."

"It's raining so hard outside, stay for lunch."

"The minister obeys the order."

Tang Ling didn't dare to refuse, so she could only accept it.

"I've heard for a long time that the son of Marquis Xun'an is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It just so happens that I have some free time now. Come and write a few words with me."

As His Majesty spoke, he walked towards the case. Gao Mo, who was serving in the hall, cleverly packed up the notebooks on the case, prepared the paper and pen, and began to grind ink.

"Write two strokes?" His Majesty looked at Tang Ling with his hands behind his back.

When Tang Ling walked to the table, what she thought of when she picked up her pen was Monk Huai Su's "Thousand Characters of Grass". He said, vote for me with a peach and return it with Qiongyao.

Bandit reports are also good.

"Hmm..." Your Majesty looked at Tang Ling's handwriting and nodded. Although what he wrote was not a thousand-character prose, it imitated Monk Huai Su's cursive script. His handwriting was thin and flexible, and he really got the essence. Zhou Yihe, in His Majesty's eyes, Tang Ling's careful thinking is actually pleasing, "Good word."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your compliment."

"Look at your cursive writing is good, I happen to have a good post here, I give it to you."

His Majesty rewarded Tang Ling with the authentic work of Monk Huai Su.

Tang Ling was stunned for a moment before kneeling down to accept the reward: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."

"You have been in Dachen for a while, are you still used to everything?"

"Return to Your Majesty, everything is fine."

"Are you living in the same hall now?"

"Yes."

"Hmm... You're going to live in Yuanjing for a long time, so I'm afraid it won't be suitable for you to join the guild hall.

Gao Mo, prepare a house. "

"According to the order."

"...Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."

***

Playing chess with His Majesty for two days, Tang Ling got a picture of Monk Huai Su and a house. This kind of reward made many people in the Yuan capital guess countless, and even Tang Ling herself pondered over His Majesty's intentions over and over again.

Facing the copybook, Tang Ling felt restless.

Huang Zexian asked blankly: "I've heard for a long time that Emperor Chen was obsessed with chess, so it's not just because of your son's superb chess skills?"

"If that's the case, what's wrong with rewarding gold, silver and jade wares, silk and satin, treasures and costumes, instead of rewarding my copybook and house?"

"This...is just a whim?"

Tang Ling shook her head.

I'm afraid it has something to do with Qi Xiao.

Tang Ling looked at the black jade inkstone at hand, and then at the cursive copybook in front of her. His Majesty clearly meant something, but he couldn't figure out what it meant.

Right now Tang Ling and Qi Xiao are both living in the same guild hall. Although the east and west courtyards are separated, Qi Xiao can come and go freely. He has been staying in the Huaxi other courtyard for many days. His Majesty probably knew about it, so he wanted Tang Ling to move. Walk?

But if that's what it means, isn't His Majesty being too cryptic?He can reprimand and scold Qi Xiao as much as he likes, or make an imperial decree to grant marriage, making it impossible for Tang Ling to marry.

Your Majesty knows everything, but until now, he has not done anything.

Tang Ling took a deep breath, maybe His Majesty just wanted him to hold his breath?

"Why are you so worried, my lord? Today, the Ministry of Rituals should have delivered the booklet to His Majesty. The conditions offered by you are impossible for Chen Guo to agree to, but instead of mentioning them, His Majesty rewarded you. It's quite beneficial."

Tang Ling shook her head: "It's really puzzling, and it may not be beneficial."

"Well, what do you say?"

"What I wrote in the Chengming Palace was to reciprocate, but what His Majesty said was that I wanted to stay in Yuanjing for a long time, so the gift of a house was clearly intended to detain me and manipulate my father. It seemed to be intentional to maintain the peace between Chen and Zhou. , but also a threat."

Huang Zexian frowned, and asked, "Do you want to ask Lord Hou?"

Tang Ling shook her head again: "Far water can't quench near thirst, so there's no need for now.

There has been progress in the matter to be negotiated, let's send a letter to my father together. "

"okay, I get it."

"Uncle Huang has been working hard these days, so go back and rest earlier."

"Well, so is the son, don't worry too much."

***

Chi Yue was left in Yangxizhai, and Zong Sheng stared at him. Qi Xiao's distrust was so straightforward, so straightforward that he was displeased and discouraged.

"Your prince is really hard to guess, did I do something wrong?" Chi Yue propped his chin, staring at Zong Sheng.

"If you make a mistake, the Lord will tell you."

Chi Yue thought about it, and this statement was true. When he first came to Yangxi Zhai, he got Qi Xiao a lesson because of a joke he said to Zong Sheng.

"There is nothing wrong with it, why does Your Highness treat me like this?"

"Grandpa treats you well."

"Where is it?" Zong Sheng looked at him is not thin?

"Do what the Lord ordered, and don't ask what you didn't order."

Chi Yue smiled when he heard the words, this is the consistent rule of Tiance Camp.

But Qi Xiao is not the real master of Tiance Camp yet, if one day he really becomes the master but doesn't trust Chi Yue, then it will be Chi Yue's death.

Chi Yue sighed: "Forget it, I can't explain it to you."

The two had nothing to do, and suddenly had nothing to say, the room was silent, only listening to the wind and rain outside.

Suddenly Chi Yue's eyes flashed and he moved his ears.

Zong Sheng looked at him, he must have heard something, Zong Sheng listened with bated breath, there seemed to be something mixed with the wind and rain, like footsteps.

Chi Yue made a silent gesture, and gently pushed the window out.

Zong Sheng followed closely behind, to the window of Qi Xiao's study room, and sure enough, someone entered.

A girl dressed as a maid sneaked into the study room. Because the ground was wet from the rain, she took off her shoes before entering the room, and tiptoely looked around.

Chi Yue smiled, Yang Xizhai is a thief.

Zong Sheng was about to take him down, but Chi Yue stopped him and shook his head.

The maid rummaged for a while, but she didn't seem to find anything useful, so she hurried away without staying any longer.

Chi Yue and Zong Sheng followed the maid and left with the other servants after seeing her pretending to clean the side hall and outer courtyard of Yangxi Zhai.

Zong Sheng wanted to follow, but was held back by Chi Yue: "It's raining too much, let's go back."

"Go back by yourself."

"Didn't you just say that you should do what His Highness ordered, and don't ask what you didn't order?"

Zong Sheng didn't want to argue with Chi Yue, so he waved his hands and was ready to follow others, but Chi Yue directly stopped him: "Listen to me, go back.

The little thief will come back.

Heck, trust me.

If she doesn't come, I will bear His Highness's punishment alone. "

Zong Sheng was dragged away by Chi Yue, and asked, "How do you know she will come back?"

"I haven't seen that girl in Yangxi Zhai before. Today she came to clean with other people. She didn't find anything in the study. It's hard to explain when she goes back. She will definitely come again.

And even if you follow up now, at most you will catch a small steward in the same guild hall, he may not know who was ordered by him, so why waste your efforts. "

"That can't be left alone."

"It's not that I don't care about it, I have to ask His Highness what it means first, and then I don't care about it."

Zong Sheng stared at Chi Yue without saying anything.

Chi Yue pulled Zong Sheng back to the room, took off his drenched clothes, wiped himself and said, "You're about to take off your clothes too, wipe them off well."

Zong Sheng looked at Chi Yue's clean back, and was still struggling with the scars that should have remained on his body, so he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Feeling Zong Sheng's gaze, Chi Yue slowed down his movements and became more orderly. He tied up his hair and exposed his neck, and simply let Zong Sheng see enough.

Chi Yue turned to Zong Sheng and approached him. The towel was rubbed on his body, which could only cover him a little. Zong Sheng was stunned.

Chi Yue leaned into Zong Sheng's ear and whispered, "There will be more and more people coming to Yangxizhai to inquire recently. After all, this is not Fuzhou. Your Highness can't prevent those mosquitoes. Why don't you let some come in and feed them Your Highness thinks Release the news."

Chi Yue's words are serious, but the posture next to Zong Sheng has a completely different meaning. Zong Sheng's eyes fell on Chi Yue's ears, neck, and shoulders, as if he was entangled in smooth lines, unable to move away, even breathing It's like being pulled into a mess.

"You...why are you blushing? It must be raining, so you're sick?" Chi Yue raised his hand to touch Zong Sheng's forehead, and moved closer to him.

Zong Sheng was startled, and hurriedly took two steps back: "I'm fine."

Fleeing while talking.

Chi Yue burst out laughing: "You still want to run?"