Your Majesty favors the beauty of bamboo horse disease

What did you promise me three years ago?

Xie Yuanshi couldn't read the book anymore, and he didn't calm down after playing the piano, so he simply didn't do anything and went out of the palace.

Xie Dao asked him where he was going, but Xie Yuanshi had no idea where he was going.

He said casually: "Go to Qin Wangfu."

The carriage went to Prince Qin's mansion, and Xie Yuanshi went to the bedroom. The bedroom was still the same as it was before he left. The servants cleaned it every day, and there was no dust. Xie Yuanshi sat in front of the window, always feeling that something was missing.

He went to the study again, and found out the piano that Shen Yuzhu had given him earlier.

After a while, he came out of the study, Xie Dao asked him: "Is Your Highness going back to the palace?"

"Go outside the city."

Xie Dao looked at the sky, "Your Highness, it's going to rain."

Xie Yuanshi: "Well, bring an umbrella."

"Does Your Highness want to go to the suburbs of Beijing?" The area outside the city is huge.

Xie Yuanshi: "Wang Yuan Terrace."

Xie Dao didn't say any more, and asked Uncle Liu for an umbrella.

After leaving the city gate, Xie Yuanshi's carriage was blocked by the carriage in front on the official road in the suburbs of Beijing. Xie Yuanshi lifted the curtain: "What happened in front?"

Xie Dao pulled the rein, "Your Highness, it seems that the carriage of Mrs. Zhong is broken."

"Teacher's?"

Xie Yuanshi got out of the car and went forward. Mrs. Zhong was standing beside the carriage, instructing people to move the broken carriage from the middle of the road to one side, "Don't disturb other pedestrians."

"Teacher." Xie Yuanshi called out, "Where is the tutor?"

"Your Highness," Mrs. Zhong was still holding a few volumes of books in her arms, and the wind blew through them, making the volumes rattle, "Go to Qingteng Academy, some newly revised poems need to be sent over."

"Teacher to go in person?"

Mrs. Zhong: "There are some explanations that need to be discussed with the dean."

The dean of Qingteng Academy is also a generation of masters, Xie Yuanshi nodded: "It just happens to be on the way, Taifu and Yuanshi will go together."

Although this is an official road, it can be said that there is no way to go to the front of the village or to the back of the shop. If you walk, you may not be able to go until dark. To meet Xie Yuanshi and go with you, Old Madam Zhong would certainly wish for it: "Your Highness Where are you going?"

Wangyuan Terrace and Qingteng Academy took different paths, Xie Yuanshi temporarily changed his destination, and said to the Grand Tutor, "I'm going to Fengzhang Pavilion."

Fengzhang Pavilion is right next to Qingteng Academy. It is a place where Confucianists like to gather and discuss Taoism. The students of Qingteng Academy also go to listen and study because they are close to each other.

Old Madam Zhong: "Your Highness is going at this time, the discussion should be over."

Xie Yuanshi said: "It's okay, I just went to find someone."

The carriage was spacious, Xie Yuanshi leaned aside and took a rest with his eyes closed.

Old Madam Zhong suddenly said, "Your Highness has something to trouble you."

Xie Yuanshi smiled: "Where did Tai Tuo come from? It's just that he didn't have a good rest at noon and was a little tired."

Mrs. Zhong, at any rate, has been Xie Yuanshi's teacher for more than ten years, how could she not even see this point: "Your Highness has a gloomy look on his brows, if you can, you might as well say it, the old minister may be able to explain something to you. "

Xie Yuanshi smiled and shook his head.

However, Mrs. Zhong waited patiently for a while, and Xie Yuanshi finally asked.

"Will the Taifu have troubles that he can't figure out?"

Old Madam Zhong: "How can a person live a lifetime, and everything will be smooth. People are not sages, and veterans naturally have them, but I don't know what aspect your Highness is referring to."

Xie Yuanshi: "There is nothing I can't figure out."

Old Madam Zhong was puzzled: "Then His Highness is..."

He did it because he figured it out.

But Xie Yuanshi didn't say anything to Mrs. Zhong, and changed the subject, "Which book is Mrs. Zhong revising this time?"

To be honest, King Qin is like this, what Mrs. Zhong can think of is naturally what he learned from the emperor when he had a secret conversation with the emperor last time.

But looking at His Royal Highness Qin Wang like this, it doesn't seem to be trapped by love.

The Taifu wanted to help one or two in a subtle way, but he was not sure what King Qin was thinking, so he didn't say any more. These veterans didn't even realize that these two people were in love before, so don't think about it now. Enlightened.

He turned to chatting with Xie Yuanshi about editing and revision.

It's also strange, I was used to their brotherhood before, no matter what happens, it's brotherhood, now I know the inside story, and when I think about how they got along in the past, I feel that every gesture is love.

Mrs. Zhong got off the car at Qingteng Academy, thanked King Qin, went up the steps on the mountain, and walked up a section of the road to look far away.He could borrow the academy's car when he went back, so Xie Yuanshi didn't wait for him to return, but he didn't take the road to the nearby Fengzhang Pavilion, but turned back directly.

The boy saw that the Tai Tuo was looking at the road for a long time, and His Highness King Qin's carriage had gone a long way. He asked suspiciously: "What is the master looking at?"

The Taifu looked at the carriage going further and further, "His Royal Highness Qin Wang's temperament has never changed."

Transparent yet sensitive.

For so many years, it seems that only when I was studying together with the emperor, did I see him trusting and relying on him.

Even now.

Presumably this is also related to the experience of the old King Qin and his concubine stationed at the border for a long time, and he was alone in Shangjing with no relatives.

Sometimes he felt that the emperor was too cautious, and sometimes he felt that it was good for King Qin if the emperor did so.

Who would have thought that His Royal Highness King Qin, who looked gentle and modest, would do such crazy things three years ago.

The boy touched his head and said strangely: "Oh? Isn't His Royal Highness King Qin going to Fengzhang Pavilion? Shouldn't he be going east? Why did he go back west?"

The Taifu looked away, "Your Highness sent us here on an excuse."

The boy shook his head and said, "His Royal Highness King Qin is really kind."

Wangyuan Terrace was the earliest beacon tower used for looking out in the previous dynasty. Later, when the dynasty changed, the times changed. Later generations repaired it and used it to climb high and look far away. Dense bushes were also planted on the top of the mountain. Standing under the shade of the forest, Wangyuan Terrace At the highest point, you can always see the position thousands of meters to the south.

The terrace is next to a big banyan tree that is as thick as two people hugging each other. I don’t know when it has been used by people to express their longing for their relatives in the distance. wishing Tree.

Xie Dao and Xia Pei are two diametrically opposed temperaments, and they never disturbed each other except for necessity along the way.

Xie Yuanshi stood under the tree for a long time, and there were occasional pedestrians passing by on the road in the distance, which gradually became rare.

Not long after, a little rain fell from the sky, and occasionally water droplets dripped from the trees, hitting the top of Xie Yuanshi's head.

He stretched out his hand, and as the rain intensified, more and more raindrops fell and hit his palm.

The umbrella rested on top of his head, Xie Yuanshi silently put his hand back, turned around and said to Xie Dao, "Go back."

But Xie Dao was standing on the steps going down the mountain, and he could only see half of his body from a distance.

holding an umbrella...

Xie Yuanshi: "Why are you here?"

Shen Yuzhu held an umbrella and said quietly: "I chased you all the way."

After chasing from the palace to Prince Qin's mansion, he heard that he was going to Wangyuan Terrace, so he chased all the way, until Xie Yuanshi's carriage turned back from Qingteng Academy, and he didn't see any traces.

Xie Yuanshi: "What are you chasing me for?"

Shen Yuzhu took out a pack of pastries from his bosom: "The imperial dining room has newly made it, and I wanted to give you a taste, but I heard that you were out of the palace, and I was afraid that it would be bad if it got cold, so I followed all the way."

Xie Yuanshi took the pastry that was still warm, and was dumbfounded for a moment.

This excuse is...too outrageous.

"Uncle Qin Wang will be back soon." Shen Yuzhu said, "Have you missed them?"

Xie Yuanshi responded vaguely. In fact, he just wanted to come out to relax. After thinking about it, he felt that this place was the quietest.

"not in a good mood?"

Xie Yuanshi lowered his head, unpacked the pastry, took a piece in his mouth, and the sweet taste melted in his mouth.

"When Mr. Song Ge left the palace, he said that he made you unhappy."

Shen Yuzhu knew that when Song Ge came to the palace to ask Xie Yuan to thank him for helping him find Zhang Jingran and Song Youbai, he didn't intend to listen to some corner;

There was nothing else to do today, when he went back to Yangju Hall, he took a shortcut and went in from the back hall, just in time to hear Elder Song Ge talking about Zhang Yushi, Zhang Yushi didn't come today, he was also vaguely worried about the relationship between the Zhang and Song families. Zhang Yushi had no choice but to agree to the marriage because of the emperor's majesty, so he stopped behind the screen and listened.

Unexpectedly, without saying a few words, Mr. Song Ge would bring up the matter of his succession.

Xie Yuanshi shook his head.

"Aren't you unhappy?" Shen Yuzhu said seriously, "Then give me back the pastry."

Xie Yuanshi looked up at him, asking why.

Shen Yuzhu: "Save it for the next time you are unhappy."

Xie Yuanshi: "..."

Xie Yuanshi said speechlessly: "Your Majesty, does the Imperial Dining Room know that you are so frugal?"

Shen Yuzhu: "What are you thinking? Won't you tell me?"

Xie Yuanshi pinched another piece of pastry and put it in his mouth.

Seeing that he still didn't answer, Shen Yuzhu didn't ask any more, and said in a warm voice: "It's windy on the mountain and it's still raining, let's go back."

Xie Yuanshi fell asleep on the way back, it was still raining outside, the carriage stopped only after entering the palace, Shen Yuzhu asked someone to find a thick cloak, wrapped Xie Yuanshi tightly, not even showing half of his face, and then asked someone to support him Umbrella carried him into the bedroom.

"Go get a clean set of clothes and cook a bowl of ginger soup."

Xie Yuanshi fell into a drowsy sleep, Shen Yuzhu changed his clothes and covered him with the quilt.

When the temperature of the ginger soup was almost right for the mouth, he helped Xie Yuanshi up: "Yuanshi, wake up, drink the ginger soup before going to sleep."

Xie Yuanshi, who was half asleep and half awake, drank a bowl of ginger soup and fell asleep again.

Shen Yuzhu guarded him for an hour, and confirmed that there was no sign of fever.

At nightfall, Xie Yuanshi woke up.

"Am I asleep?" He rubbed his forehead.

Shen Yuzhu was beside the bed: "Well, is there any discomfort?"

Xie Yuanshi: "No, it should just be sleepy."

Shen Yuzhu: "It happens to be dinner time, if you are still sleepy, go back to sleep after dinner."

"En." Xie Yuanshi suddenly remembered, and asked, "Where's my qin?"

When it was taken away from Prince Qin's mansion, it was placed in the dark compartment of the carriage. It was raining outside. If it was left in the carriage, the weather would be wet.

"I brought it back," Shen Yuzhu said, "it's on the desk, don't worry if it doesn't get wet, eat first."

After dinner, Xie Yuanshi went to check his qin, and Shen Yuzhu propped his chin, watching him play with the burnt-tailed qin he had given him earlier.

"Didn't you say you don't need it before, why did you suddenly take it out again?"

Xie Yuanshi dialed two notes lightly, with a gentle side face, "I have learned it, and I will play it for you."

"Okay." Shen Yuzhu said.

Before finishing a sentence, Shen Yuzhu grabbed Xie Yuanshi's wrist.

The strings under his hands clanked.

Falling plum song.

He taught, how could he fail to recognize what piece he was playing, but he didn't only teach this one.

Xie Yuanshi did not raise his head, his eyelashes drooped: "What's wrong?"

Shen Yuzhu stared at his face, let go of his wrist after a while, and said: "It's nothing, I suddenly remembered that I also have a piece of music that I want to play for you, and I want to be the first."

Regardless of Xie Yuanshi's answer or not, he turned the table and let Qin face him.

At the end of the song, the hand lightly covered the strings, and the room was silent.

Shen Yuzhu was waiting for his response.

a long time.

Xie Yuanshi raised his eyes and said, "Three years ago, what did you promise me?"