There is a fake demigod in the East Palace

Although the museum of Qizhi School is small, the specifications of the exhibits are high enough.A large part of these exhibits come from cultural relics donated by the royal family, which are real national treasures.

The accompanying officials and the person in charge of the school had already heard the news, and they guarded outside the exhibition hall tremblingly, and no one dared to go in and disturb them.

Rong Zheng's meeting was not over yet, the prince accompanied Ye Zhaoling around the museum with the idea of ​​"everyone is here".

Anyway, there are still about twenty or ten minutes before the next meeting. It is really not easy to be in the royal family for the first time. During this period of time, this person is quite peaceful, and the occasional half-hour of leisure is just for him to take a breather.

Ye Zhaoling also seemed to cherish this hard-won opportunity of exposing the wind. He walked around with great interest along the way, while the little girl followed beside the two of them.

Ye Zhaoling pointed to a small green square carved with exquisite patterns in the cabinet, and asked Rong Zheng, "Your Highness, what is this?"

"The introduction in the lower left corner is very clear." Rong Zheng glanced at the green bamboo ink on the booth, and didn't want to bother explaining.

24 Scenery Colored Ink of Imperial Capital, a kind of stationery.On the front, there are 24 scenes of the four seasons of the capital, and on the back are imperial poems written by the emperors of past dynasties.

Ye Zhaoling glanced at the characters the size of tofu cubes from a distance, and didn't know if he could read them clearly, so he began to introduce them to the little girl in a serious manner: "This is a kind of soap in the palace of princesses and empresses in ancient times. It is used for bathing. It can wash out colorful foam..."

The little girl might not be able to understand, but Ye Zhaoling's words became more and more outrageous. Rong Zheng, out of sight and out of mind, quickened his pace and walked in front of the two.

The three came to the ceramic display area, and Ye Zhaoling's voice came from beside them.I just heard him muttering to himself: "Yellow glaze cup with convex chi pattern? What kind of cup? Such a big row of noodles?"

Hearing this, Rong Zheng finally couldn't bear it anymore, and corrected him: "Yellow-glazed bamboo with chi pattern, a kind of religious article, is often used in sacrifices now."

"So that's the case." Ye Zhaoling looked at Rong Zheng with a smile as if he had been waiting here a long time ago, and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your enlightenment."

After all, the little girl was too young, and she fell asleep on Ye Zhaoling's shoulder before she had wandered around the exhibition hall for a while.Once he made an opening, Rong Zheng was not so repulsive about being a tour guide.Ye Zhaoling caught him again and asked a lot of questions, and Rong Zheng answered them patiently.

After some conversation, Rong Zheng found that Ye Zhaoling was not as lacking in basic common sense as he had shown just now.

Ye Zhaoling listened carefully to Rong Zheng's introduction of the history of a gold-patterned double-dragon-patterned medicine cabinet, and then stopped in front of a glass cabinet.

There is a small ornament in the shape of a rabbit on display in the glass cabinet. This rabbit is made of gold, with rubies dotted on its eyes, and it looks like it has been around for a long time.

Seeing Ye Zhaoling staring intently at the golden silk jade rabbit in the glass cabinet for a long time, Rong Zheng asked, "Why? Are you interested in this thing?"

What interest can there be? It's just a small court toy with complicated craftsmanship. Ye Zhaoling has seen countless similar utensils over the years.The first time Ye Zhaoling saw the Golden Silk Jade Rabbit through the glass, he knew it was not Shenpo.

The clue was cut off here, and Ye Zhaoling's mood was unavoidably low, thinking that many of the recent plans had come to nothing.

"It's kind of interesting." In order not to spoil Rong Zheng's interest, Ye Zhaoling tried his best to make himself look less interested, and asked, "I heard it was donated by you?"

"Yes." Rong Zheng said calmly, "This is a relic of the former emperor."

"It turned out to be the sacred object of Emperor Mingde." Ye Zhaoling nodded thoughtfully: "Then why are you willing to donate it to the school?"

Rong Zheng was the only son of the first emperor, and was established as the crown prince at birth.He lost his father when he was five years old, and he has a very close relationship with Emperor Mingde.

"Kaiyang Medicine was first founded by Emperor Xian. After he ascended the throne, relying on the group's resources, he began to promote the charity project of Sunshine School. It's a pity that he couldn't see the completion of this project with his own eyes." Rong Zheng staggered his eyes and turned his eyes again. Landed on the rabbit in the glass cabinet: "Nowadays, projects in schools everywhere are progressing. Instead of locking it in the East Palace, it's better to stay here."

In Ye Zhaoling's calm and steady action, he felt a little bit of the meaning of "the family sacrifice will never be forgotten".During Emperor Mingde's reign, he used the influence of the royal family to carry out many measures to benefit the people, and he had a very high reputation among the people.

In fact, Emperor Mingde's policies and guidelines were at odds with the interests of the royal family. Although he had a high prestige among the people, other members of the royal family did not fully agree with his approach, and internal factions emerged.

This contradiction has continued to this day. Ye Zhaoling was a little curious about Rong Zheng's position, so he tentatively asked, "What kind of person was the late emperor?"

"He..." Rong Zheng just said two words, and suddenly realized that he had talked too much in front of Ye Zhaoling today, so he changed the topic and said, "I heard that Mr. "Ten Volumes", you will know after reading it."

While the two were talking, the little girl opened her eyes uncomfortably because of Ye Zhaoling's posture like carrying a chicken, and she seemed about to open her mouth and burst into tears again.

At this age, Ye Zhao knows a little bit about everything, except that he lacks practical experience in raising children.He calmed the girl in a random way, and said to Rong Zheng helplessly: "Your Highness, it's getting late, we should go."

When Rong Zheng and Ye Zhaoling left the exhibition hall, Gong Ziming had already led a group of teachers outside the door, including the little girl's class teacher and life teacher.

Today, the life teacher arranged for the children to take a lunch break as usual, but the little girl sneaked out when she was not paying attention.After the teachers found out, they searched around to no avail. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for the news that the girl and the prince were together.

The teacher's poor supervision was bumped into by the prince, this matter can be big or small.

The little girl's IQ may not be as high as children of the same age, but her heart is very delicate and sensitive.The girl seemed to understand that it was time to say goodbye to Ye Zhaoling. She seemed to cherish the last time they spent together, quietly lying on Ye Zhaoling's shoulder, neither crying nor making trouble.

Until this moment, Ye Zhaoling saw in her eyes a little bit of indifference that was different from ordinary children.

Under Gong Ziming's signal, a teacher stepped forward to take the child from Ye Zhaoling.Unexpectedly, the little girl was very repulsed by the approach of the teacher, instead of letting her touch, she cried and hugged Ye Zhaoling even tighter.

The loud cry resounded through the hall, and Gong Ziming suddenly felt a little embarrassed.He wiped the sweat off his forehead, and explained repeatedly: "Some children here are like this. They are immersed in their own world, and they are more repulsive to the teacher..."

Before Gong Ziming finished speaking, a girl in the crowd suddenly gave an impatient "tsk" and stepped forward.She first pinched the girl's face to make her look at her, and then said in a surprising way: "Don't cry, is there any end?"

When Gong Ziming heard this, his face immediately changed.He was thinking about how to smooth things over, when the little girl stopped crying, and stretched out her hand cheerfully.

The girl twitched the corners of her mouth and gave Ye Zhaoling a very perfunctory smile, then she took the girl from Ye Zhaoling's hands and hugged her smoothly.

This lady is Wang Peiyi, the principal of Qizhi School, and Ye Zhaoling has a little impression of her.Originally, she had been accompanying Ye Zhaoling and his party all the time today. When Principal Wang made a report in the morning, he accidentally made a few foul words, but Gong Ziming found an excuse to send her out.

Wang Peiyi was wearing a professional suit that was extremely disproportionate to her temperament, and her hair was neatly tied behind her head.She didn't wear any jewelry today, and there were rows of pierced ears that couldn't be counted on one hand.

When Principal Wang approached, a faint smell of tobacco wafted from his body.Ye Zhaoling glanced at the child in Wang Peiyi's arms and asked, "What's her name?"

"Shanshan." Principal Wang patted the girl's back with one hand, and the little girl gradually calmed down under her comfort.A small piece of skin-colored tape was stuck to her finger, and the traces of the tattoo were faintly visible behind the tape.

Ye Zhaoling pointed to her head, and asked, "What's the situation with her?"

"Mental retardation is accompanied by autistic symptoms." Principal Wang rolled his eyes vaguely, as if mocking Ye Zhaoling's lack of level in this question.

Shanshan is actually eight years old this year, but she is short and looks like she is only five or six years old.Shanshan's parents divorced since she was a child, and her father sent her here after her remarriage. Since then, she has been indifferent to her and hasn't shown her face for several years.

Wang Peiyi looks like a gangster who has just graduated from a good school, but she knows the situation of every child in the school like the back of her hand.Seeing that Ye Zhaoling was interested in Shanshan's situation, she took the initiative to introduce: "Shanshan also has an older brother who lives with his mother. The relationship between the two brothers and sisters is very close. The elder brother often visits him at school. But last winter her elder brother suddenly died of illness."

Before today, Shanshan hadn't spoken for more than half a year. She didn't communicate with others, and she didn't allow anyone to approach except Principal Wang.

Wang Peiyi went on to say: "This child is very dependent on you today, maybe she recognizes you as her unlucky elder brother... who will never meet again."

After hearing Wang Peiyi's words, Ye Zhaoling looked at Shanshan in the principal's arms again.Ye Zhaoling has wandered around the world for hundreds of years, consciously used to seeing the sufferings of the world.Whether it was his own eloquent talk on the podium today, or hearing Gong Ziming talk about the current situation of disabled children, there was actually no disturbance in his heart.

All living beings suffer, and everyone has their own way of life. Ye Zhaoling never easily shows his useless sympathy.A person like him is compassionate here, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit hypocritical.

But at this moment, facing this little girl whose mind will always stay at the age of three or four, Ye Zhaoling's dying compassion suddenly moved in a rare way.

Ye Zhaoling came to Shanshan and bent down slightly.He stretched out his fingers and tapped the little girl's forehead lightly, a layer of golden light that only he could see spread from his fingertips and completely disappeared into the girl's forehead.

The girl looked up at Ye Zhaoling as if she had sensed something.Ye Zhaoling looked into her big clear eyes, regardless of whether she understood or not, he smiled and said to her: "Listen to the principal obediently, and you will be fine."

Ye Zhaoling didn't know if he was wasting the few remaining spiritual powers. After all, even in his heyday, he couldn't recover a mentally handicapped child. At most, he could only improve the bad situation.

Ye Zhaoling felt that he was not a good person, and it was rare for him to do a good deed in a century, so he decided not to think too much about it.So he stood up and waved to the little girl: "Go back with the teacher, brother will come to see you later."

Out of the corner of his eye, Rong Zheng caught sight of a halo of light on Ye Zhaoling's fingertips, which had disappeared when he looked intently.Coincidentally, the scene of Ye Zhaoling whispering to the little girl just fell into his eyes.

For a moment, Rong Zheng couldn't tell whether he was sincere or not.