Leaning on the railing Jiangyue

At dawn the next day, Cen Ling went to the study to serve Xu Fengjin tea, saw him leaning on the window porch, lost in thought, went over and asked, "What is Ah Jin thinking?"

Xu Fengjin said, "Did you bring the books that Yu Sanniang asked you to read when you first arrived in the South Hall?"

Cen Ling blushed suddenly when he thought of the book, and stammered: "No, I didn't bring it, how can I carry that thing with me, insults, don't look at insults."

Xu Fengjin flicked his forehead: "Do not look at evil, you should understand things. When Yu Sanniang showed me, I just threw it away for fun. Now it's really tricky."

Cen Ling asked, "What, what's so difficult?"

Xu Fengjin said, "Of course it's going to bed."

"what……"

Xu Fengjin walked back and forth, and said: "Although I know how to do it, I haven't really tried it. If I have that book in hand, I can read it carefully..."

Cen Ling was very shy: "Ah Jin, you...you want to be with the prince..."

Xu Fengjin murmured to himself: "Yesterday, he was almost exposed, and he found an excuse to suppress him for a few days, and was almost overthrown again. Fortunately, I was superior and blocked him from speaking."

Cen Ling was puzzled: "Why did Ah Jin fight with the prince again?"

"Fight?" Xu Fengjin thought about it: "It doesn't count, but he is the most penny-pinching one. I treated him so well a few days ago, and I guess if I gave it all back." He even hummed while drinking a sip of tea. He made a small tune: "I'll see how he will pay me back, but it's not so easy to overwhelm me here." Putting down the tea bowl, he turned to the desk, picked up a pen, thought for a while, and wrote a letter.

Xiao Di was going to be sent off tonight. After noon, the servants set up lanterns and spread blankets in the wide area to prepare a banquet. Xu Fengjin took a nap, and when she woke up, she waited for Zhao Yu, who had gone out in the morning, to come back and put on cumbersome clothes. Yu didn't wait yet, but he waited for Xiao Shizi who drove him out of the house yesterday.

Xiao Shizi was alone without his entourage, as if he had just lost his temper, his neck was red, Xu Fengjin asked Cen Ling to help him bring herbal tea to calm him down, and said regardless of previous suspicions: "Is there something wrong with your son these two days?"

Sitting in the flower hall with him, Xiao Di said confidently, "I didn't have a good intention when I came here."

Xu Fengjin took a sip of tea and choked it up in his throat, almost vomited it out, and asked in surprise, "Did the prince be possessed by a ghost?"

"What body?" Xiao Di said: "I didn't have good intentions when I came here, but I didn't want to lie to you when I left." He said again: "I can't say I lied to you, but I didn't want to lie to you and Brother Yu."

Xu Fengjin asked knowingly, "Your Majesty... what did you lie to us?"

Xiao Di said: "It was Feng Xiang who asked me to find out the reality between you and the prince. I originally wanted to separate you, but what you said to me is not unreasonable. I have thought a lot these days. I still treat Brother Yu Mostly grateful, thank him for giving him a name to save us from the siege when he was young."

That year, the King of Dongshu went to Beijing to pay tribute in person, accompanied by many princes and sons. At that time, Xiao Di was not favored, so he sat in the last row. I don’t know where he was talking at the table. The King of Dongshu suddenly asked to be a pilgrimage The emperor gave the children Chinese names, Zhao Duan personally ordered one, and the rest was handed over to the prince. Or he was sitting too concealed, thinking that he would be ridiculed when he went back this time without his share, but was relieved by Zhao Yu's reminder. Casually asked Zhao Yu to help him.

Although it was a small matter, Xiao Di still misses it so far. He often thinks of Zhao Yu, and when he just reached the age of young love, he made a mistake and misunderstood his mind. Fortunately, he didn't get too deep. Sincerity, and indeed nothing comparable, he said: "I've thought about it, you two are so loving, I don't meddle with it, it's a good repayment to brother Yu." Then he said with disgust: "Other things you have said I don’t understand, I’m just telling you what’s going on tonight, and what to do is up to you.”

It was already evening when Zhao Yu came back, and there was no one in the outer house at this time, the clothes Xu Fengjin wanted to change were neatly stacked on the bedside, Cheng Qiao stepped into the door to wait for Zhao Yu to change, and said, "My lord, everything has been arranged in the garden .”

Zhao Yu nodded and said, "I'll go find the concubine later, let him change his clothes and have a meal before running around."

I thought Xu Fengjin was wandering around in the mansion, but Cheng Qiao didn't find him until he entered the table. He said that he had transferred a few guards not long ago, but he disappeared again. Zhao Yu sat in the main seat and did not explain to others why the princess was absent. Come, chat and drink with Xiao Di naturally, and say some polite words.

The entourage sat on Xiao Di's left side, looking at him from time to time, as if reminding him not to forget what he should say, Xiao Di hesitated for a moment, then stood up and raised his glass: "This time I came to Beijing to disturb you, and I feel really sorry. It’s not as good as that of the dynasty, but it’s still an outstanding person, especially one who is good at singing and dancing. This time, I’m also bringing one of them. She’s the most beautiful dancer in the eastern genus. Today I want her to perform a dance for the lord, lord If you like it, you can keep her as a slave, if you don't like it... I think she will have no face to go back."

It is not uncommon to give gifts, after all, there are still four sent girls living in the inner house, Zhao Yu didn't say anything, took a sip from his wine glass, watched Xiao Di's entourage carry a vermilion drum to the ground, and clapped his hands again Signaling the sound of silk and bamboo, followed by the voiceless sound, melodious and melodious, occasionally there is a "jingling" silver bell ringing, which seems to be hidden behind a rockery not far away. Zhao Yu didn't intend to do this, and half-closed his eyes after listening to it for a while , This is not a song from Dongshu, Dongshu is a lot of nomads, drinking and singing is full of heroism, if it is said that dancing is also the best in my family, why do you still play the rhyme and elegance?

At this time, the breeze blew past, bringing a trace of the familiar fragrance of floral dew, Zhao Yu's eyes rolled, and he saw a touch of red gauze with sleeves at the end of the long blanket, it was Xu Fengjin who was walking gracefully stepping on the silver bell.

Sure enough, the song was wrong, but the person who came was right. Zhao Yu was playing with the wine glass, facing Xu Fengjin from a distance. He heard that the prince and Taifu who had returned from old age would ask him to dance a song every year on his birthday. On a whim, I personally named it "On the Hairpin Drum". This dance is tiring, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and every step and every step must be in harmony with the sound of the music. He is extremely charming, but also flowing with all kinds of styles. Today, he painted his eyebrows and eyes, and the lotus swirled his long sleeves to return to the wind.

At the end of the song, everyone was amazed. Xu Fengjin looked at Zhao Yu all the time, winked playfully, and respected him: "My lord, how do you think I dance? Do you want me to stay or not?"

Zhao Yu walked from the main seat to the front of the drum, raised his head and stretched out his hand, and smiled back at him: "Of course I will stay, but I don't know if the princess wants to stay for a year or two, or for a lifetime?"