Drunk Bamboo

It was the fourth day since Hua Qinfeng left the palace.

The weather was getting warmer, and Xie Yuzhu took out all the books she had moved from Nanmi to dry them in Changfeng Courtyard.

Yun Ling walked out of the study holding the last stack of books and placed them on the wooden shelf next to Xie Yuzhu.

He breathed lightly and wiped the sweat from his forehead. After a few trips, his body was already sweating.

But she had a hint of worry on her face, and said to Xie Yuzhu who was carefully spreading out a book, "Princess, how come Changfeng Tower can't find any news about the prince and Chaoyang? Even if you are busy, you should send someone to inform them so that the people in the mansion can rest assured."

Xie Yuzhu was a sleepy person, but ever since Hua Qinfeng went to Loushan, she woke up at dawn every day.

The bed was empty, and the quilt without Hua Qinfeng was also empty, and I could never sleep warmly.

Just get up and do something to start your day busy.

"Perhaps he was afraid that the message would be hijacked, and the message would fall into other people's hands instead. Even if the prince is not good at planning, with Lord Zhang and Chaoyang here, there will definitely be no problem."

She was also thinking about Hua Qinfeng in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face.

Firstly, she was afraid that Yunling would be even more worried. Second, the palace still needed her to stay in charge. Third, she was trying to get used to the days without Hua Qinfeng by her side.

For Xie Yuzhu, the most important one is the third one. It is not a good habit to rely too much on Hua Qinfeng.

She knew that Hua Qinfeng was not the kind of man who was content to stay at home and cook. If he returned to the western frontier, he would be busy with important military affairs and might often be away from home.

She herself also had an unfinished "Poisonous Grass Sutra" and it was impossible for her to stay with Hua Qinfeng forever.

Therefore, we must nip this dependence in the bud.

Speaking of Zhang Xinghe, Yun Ling's eyes trembled slightly: "Does the princess trust Lord Zhang? But the prince doesn't seem to like Lord Zhang very much. And Lord Zhang is serious and always cold."

Xie Yuzhu stood up, stretched out his hands, and stretched his muscles. "A person with a cold face does not necessarily have a cold heart. People with a cold face but a warm heart are the most loyal and reliable. They have their own beliefs and their own standards for judging right and wrong. Lord Zhang is a very rational person, and his personality is completely different from that of the prince. But because of this, he complements the prince, and the two of them working together may be able to solve this problem."

"Besides, there seems to be a misunderstanding between them. Going to Loushan together this time may help to resolve this problem. It will always be good for the prince to have one more friend in Zhongdu. What do you think, Yunling?"

"Whatever the princess says is right." Yun Ling responded.

Then he murmured in a low voice: "In fact, Master Zhang is also a person with sufferings."

Xie Yuzhu didn't hear Yunling's murmur. She looked up at the bright sunshine and said, "Yunling, the weather is getting warmer. Take out the winter clothes in the closet and dry them in the sun. Put them away and prepare the light summer clothes."

"Ok."

Having said that, Yun Ling walked into the main house.

She opened the cupboard and picked up two thick clothes, but unexpectedly a book fell and landed at Yunling's feet.

"Why is there a book in the prince's closet? Let's take it out and dry it together." They picked up the book on the ground and walked out of the main room together.

She put the book next to Xie Yuzhu and walked aside to hang clothes.

Xie Yuzhu smelled a faint floral scent and noticed the book Yun Ling had just put down. She picked it up and took a look: "This book has a faint floral scent?"

I turned over and saw the title of a book I had never read before.

"'Four Seasons of Floating Life'? What kind of book is this? Why haven't I read it before?"

Yun Ling just happened to come over and explained, "Princess, this is a book from the prince's closet, hidden under his clothes. It's probably one of his treasures, so I took it out to dry along with his clothes."

"The books he likes should be martial arts secrets. This elegant title doesn't seem like it. I want to see what it's about." Xie Yuzhu was curious and opened the book and sat in the rocking chair.

Originally it was on a whim, but after flipping through a few pages, Xie Yuzhu's expression became more and more strange, and finally he sat up straight and read the pages seriously.

After Yunling finished her work, she saw Xie Yuzhu still reading with great interest, so she walked over.

"Is this book so interesting? Princess, you have been reading it for a while."

Xie Yuzhu looked up and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha... No wonder Hua Qinfeng suddenly did that. It turns out he learned it from a book..."

The name of this book is elegant, and I thought it was about scenery or life insights.

I didn't expect it to be a book that describes how to solve marital problems and how couples get along with each other.

For example, if the wife is angry, what should the husband do? There are also teachings on how the wife can control her husband's heart...

Thinking back to what Hua Qinfeng did and said when he was angry and ignored him, Xie Yuzhu suddenly understood that it was exactly the same as what was written in the book.

Whoever wrote this book is also a genius, unfettered and open-minded.

Yun Ling half understood: "Princess, what are you talking about?"

Closing the book, Xie Yuzhu smiled and said, "It's okay. This book is not suitable for you to read now. It talks about how couples get along with each other. I'll let you read it after you and Chaoyang are married."

Yun Ling blushed: "Princess, what are you talking about?"

"Put the book back to its place, and don't let the prince know that we found it."

"Yes." Yun Ling took the book and turned around with a red face.

Xie Yuzhu lay in the rocking chair, with the corners of her mouth raised: "Hua Qinfeng, I said you were staring at the closet with a flickering look in your eyes, it turns out you hid this book there."

His smile deepened: "That's good, it saves me from having to teach you."

At this time, Lao Liu entered Changfeng Courtyard.

"Princess, the eldest son of Yongxing Marquis Gu is here and wants to see you."

Xie Yuzhu stopped laughing, still lying there, and asked calmly, "Shouldn't he be busy? How come he has time to come to me?"

I assigned him some tasks yesterday, so today should be the busiest day for him.

Lao Liu: "Mr. Gu said he is here to raise funds."

Xie Yuzhu sat up, then slowly stood up, a smile on his face: "Lao Liu, go to the warehouse and move the box of gold from the prince."

Lao Liu was stunned: "That was a reward from His Majesty back then..."

"The prince does not care about material things. If your majesty knew, he would only be happy, not angry."

Lao Liu stopped asking questions, thinking that the princess was right, and replied, "Yes. I'll get it right away."

Yunling walked out of the main room, and Xie Yuzhu said with a smile: "Gu Suiyi wants to act, so I will act with him. Yunling, let's go."

A group of people gathered at the gate of Fengwang Mansion.

Some were wearing official uniforms, some were beating gongs and drums and shouting, some were pulling carts and riding horses, some were holding flags and holding signs, and some were just following along to watch the fun...

and also……

There is also the unrestrained and uninhibited, holding a folding fan, speaking impassionedly, the elegant young man, Gu Suiyi.

"The people living along the Yangtze River are suffering. They suffer from floods every year. Their fields are submerged, their homes are washed away, their wives and children are washed away. It's so pitiful. The current emperor is a sage. He can't bear to see the people suffer, so he asked our prince to build a dam just to give the people a safe home."