Leaning on the railing Jiangyue

Yu Wang's Mansion is located in the north of the city, with red walls and yellow tiles, a wide courtyard, and lacquered beams and jade pillars, birds and animals' heads can be seen everywhere.

Zhao Yu led Xu Fengjin all the way through the hanging flower arches, and then entered the inner courtyard, and saw five girls in luxurious dresses with pleated skirts followed by more than a dozen servants, Qi Qi Fuli said: "I have seen the prince."

Zhao Yu said, "No."

The girls straightened up, and their eyes met Xu Fengjin.

Xu Fengjin nodded, obediently and decently, but said in his heart: I know it's a hard job, so I might as well just let it die.

Zhao Yu didn't say much, but said: "Jin'er is the concubine married by the king himself, and he will be in charge of all the affairs in the mansion in the future." With a marriage certificate, the identity is settled.

Xu Fengjin pondered over the marriage letter word by word, put it away, and sat down in the flower hall, drinking tea at the same table with Zhao Yu, he said: "My lord hasn't told me how to be a good princess, and how to deal with the five beauties outside the house? "

Zhao Yu said: "What the wife should do, you do."

Xu Fengjin said: "How do I know what a regular wife should do? This is my first marriage."

Zhao Yu thought about it too: "I was negligent." Putting down the teacup and getting up again: "There are many rules in the palace, Cheng Qiao will send you the house rules later, you study them one by one, and it will be convenient for you to manage things in the future. Between you and me, it's like on the road That's fine, I will exempt you from the rules in private, but the people in the house have a lot of talk, so it's up to you to decide what to do."

Before nightfall, Cheng Qiao sent some sets of clothes and a book of yellowed house rules. After Xu Fengjin washed up, she fell on the bed and threw the book to Cen Ling, asking him to read it to herself.

It was mostly red tape, which made Xu Fengjin drowsy.

"Treat people leniently, be humble and self-disciplined, cultivate yourself with virtue, pay attention to etiquette..." Cen Ling stopped suddenly, and Xu Fengjin yawned and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Cen Ling lifted the book up and said, "It's the page that fell off."

Xu Fengjin glanced: "Don't worry about it, let's continue."

Cen Ling nodded, and continued to read: "Respect your husband, every day at three o'clock, you need to offer tea to the head of the family to say hello."

"What are you respecting?" Xu Fengjin sat up impatiently, took the house rules and turned them over and over again, compared the missing piece of paper with the writing on the front and back for a long time, and found nothing unusual, then threw it aside and said: "Forget it, forget it, Stop reading and go to bed."

Before dawn the next day, Cen Ling got up to help Xu Fengjin dress and wash. She chose a blue-and-white gown with fairy deer silk flowers, a long aqua blue belt around her waist, and a lotus silver lock. Duan Duan was a handsome young man with picturesque features.

"Isn't it a little too tender?" Xu Fengjin is also twenty, not young anymore.

Cen Ling said in amazement, "Ah Jin looks good no matter what."

Zhao Yu lived in an outhouse, woke up early in the morning, put on the silver-white gown that he wore that day, and with a pair of scissors in his hand, he was standing in the yard trimming the orchid grass and white peony that he hadn't taken care of for two months.

Cheng Qiao held the tea tray and yawned furtively. Finally, at [-]:[-], Xu Fengjin came in from the door and obediently greeted her.

Zhao Yu took a sip of the tea he had poured, with a smile in his eyes: "Are you still used to sleeping well last night?"

When Xu Fengjin entered the door, he saw many guards, and wanted to say that he was not used to it. He had been upside down day and night in the past, and he had never woken up so early. He changed his words to: "I slept well, thank you for your concern."

Zhao Yu's smile grew stronger, and he held his hand and patted it lightly: "I will have to work hard for the princess in the future."

??Xu Fengjin said: "I should do everything." After the people left, Zhao Yu put the scissors on Cheng Qiao's tea tray and went to the study.

After a few days like this, Xu Fengjin always felt that something was wrong, so he asked Cen Ling to read the house rules from beginning to end, and asked, "Do you think this thing doesn't make sense?"

Cen Ling was puzzled, and flipped through it: "It doesn't make sense, but since the family motto is written like this, it shouldn't be wrong."

"Pedantic." Xu Fengjin rolled up the book and hit him on the head: "Who told you that everything written in the book is correct?"

Cen Ling was puzzled: "But the handwriting is perfect, so how could it be wrong?"

Xu Fengjin flipped through the pages one by one, and felt that the handwriting was fine at first, but after a few days, the side concubines given to Zhao Yu by others did not move at all. Logically speaking, since he is a newcomer, no one greets him, and he has to come to find fault. , Of course, if others don't come to him, he is also happy, but he can't look down on him, why can't even Zhao Yu look down on him?Those few people who don't go out of the door don't go out, why is he the only one who gets up early every day and asks Fuli to say hello?

The spine of the book was pressed flat, and when he turned to a certain page and looked at the thin white lines in the cracks, Xu Fengjin snorted twice, picked up the fan and shook it violently: "What is it called Zhao Yu? It's called Zhao Jichou."

On the second day, Xu Fengjin got up very early, made tea himself, and asked Cen Ling to carry it to the outer house with him.

Zhao Yu was still dressed in white, teasing the canary bird hanging on the branch. Seeing Xu Fengjin bring the tea himself, he put down the bird food, picked up the tea bowl, put it to his mouth for a moment, put it back with a smile, and took it During the process, Qiao took a sip from the glass on the plate.

Xu Fengjin said: "My lord, aren't you afraid that others will look at us as unloving?"

Zhao Yu looked around, with an innocent look: "This palace is all my people, how can there be outsiders?"

Xu Fengjin wanted to resign because he was slanderous and treacherous, but Zhao Yu called him to stop.

The fine gauze screen in the study room is embroidered with Bingdi hibiscus, the desk is near the window, you can see the magnolia tree, and hear the chirping of birds and cicadas. With a novel look: "My lord, here are really good things, even the kettle is made of jade." Zhao Yu ignored him.

Xu Fengjin walked to the desk when she had enough reading, and caught a glimpse of the two books on the table besides the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

To be precise, it is two halves of the book.

The yellowed family instruction book with missing pages and another book with unknown rules and the same handwriting seemed to be written by one person, teasing him for several days.

Zhao Yu took out a stack of high-quality rice paper, looked at Xu Fengjin glaring at the two innocent books, smiled and said, "You don't know much."

Xu Fengjin picked up a torn book and fanned himself, "I'm well educated."

Zhao Yu let him make nonsense, and exposed it bluntly: "You claim to be smart, but if you have learned a lot, wouldn't you have discovered something strange early on?"

Xu Fengjin asked, "Where is your proof?"

Zhao Yu asked him to come to his side: "When you read the marriage letter, you will read the words you don't know." He asked him to help grind the ink, wrote two words on the paper and asked: "What do these two words read?" ?”

Xu Fengjin looked at it, smiled lightly and said, "Zhao Yu."

Prince Zhao shook his head: "No."

Xu Fengjin didn't believe it: "What's wrong, it's just you and me in this room, the one who can write with a pen must be your and my name, no matter how illiterate I am, I can always recognize my own name, so if you can write, it's naturally yours name."

"Oh?" Zhao Yu said with a smile, "So it's your guess, not your recognition."

Xu Fengjin immediately came to his senses, and said angrily, "Is the prince tired? I'll set a trap with just a few words, and keep them from talking."

Zhao Yu handed him the pen, and moved the paper to him: "From now on, I don't need to get up early, but I need to come to the study every day to read and recognize characters."

Xu Fengjin was stunned: "What? I'm twenty..."

"No matter how old you are, you can't be illiterate when you are doing business for this king. If you have letters in the future, you will miss a big deal." After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he went out, leaving Xu Fengjin alone to draw a turtle with the words Zhao Yu on the paper. Son of a bitch.

Prince Zhao had nothing to do, so he went to repair flowers and amuse the birds in the courtyard. Cheng Qiao helped to refill the cup of tea and put it on the stone table. Zhao Yu took a sip when it was colder, frowned, and asked Cheng Qiao, "Have you left the tea tray?"

Cheng Qiao hurriedly said, "Never let go, sir, what's the matter?"

Zhao Yu said: "Try it yourself."

Cheng Qiao picked it up quickly and tasted it, and said in shock, "Put...candy?"

Zhao Yu doesn't eat sweets, this mouth is exactly the opposite of Xu Fengjin, he said: "Go and receive the punishment yourself, if you serve me like this, I will go to the west early in the morning."

Cheng Qiao was wronged: "The slave really hasn't left the tea, but just went to the house to refill the hot water."