Eastward Flow

Just as Chief Minister Xiang Sinian said, Zhong Lisuo had a thorough understanding of "Tai Yi Jing".This young man with a very gentle temperament is full of patience.She explains the profound things in a simple way and quotes extensively from sources, which greatly benefited Xuan Jingchen who had been listening casually in the Hongwen Museum.After explaining for more than half an hour, it was time to copy the scriptures.

This is the only time the Empress can leave for Emperor Zhao every day.Zhong Lisuo was doing the case against Xuan Jingchen, and together with her, according to Xiang Sinian's explanation, they copied the scriptures of praying for blessings.It didn't occur to her to care about who these long and tedious scriptures were copied for, because all her energy fell on the woman opposite.

Zhong Lisuo, who was distracted, secretly looked at the queen from the corner of his eye when he was copying the scriptures, looking almost greedily at the way the queen was copying the scriptures.She had worked with the Queen on the same case for many years, and was familiar with every little move of hers. When the other party asked for a paperweight to press down the scriptures, she acted in time and helped her press the long paper.

The young man's undisguised gaze caught Xuan Jingchen's attention, and after finishing the last stroke of the word, Xuan Jingchen put the dry ink pen on the inkstone.She raised her eyes, looked at the young man in green robe who was staring intently, and said with a smile: "What are you looking at, Mr. Xiao? But what did I do wrong? Or did I write something wrong?"

He restrained his expression a little bit, and the young man who was used to acting smiled shyly, and said softly: "It's not that there is anything wrong with His Majesty, it's just that the grassroots think that His Majesty's words are strong and powerful, but they can hide their edge in the show, just like a famous master's hand." .And His Majesty holds the pen gracefully, and the picture drawn with the written words is very pleasing to the eye, so I couldn't help taking the liberty to take a few more glances."

Xuan Jingchen smiled when he heard the words, dipped his hand in ink, put the pen down on the paper again, and said softly: "Mr. Lezheng always speaks honestly. I thought Mr. Xiao was the same, but I never thought that Mr. Xiao is a romantic man." , the words are so pleasant to hear."

Zhong Lisuo wasn't worried at all that the queen would think her frivolous, so he just put on an innocent look and asked with a smile: "The grass people are telling the truth, what's wrong?"

Xuan Jingchen didn't stop writing, and said with a smile, "Very good." While writing on the rice paper, she said to Zhong Lisuo, "Don't call yourself a grassroots, Mr. Xiao. You don't need to be too restrained in front of me."

"Wuchen understands." Zhong Lisuo followed the good advice, picked a title that belonged to him and spoke to the queen.Xuan Jingchen raised his eyes, looked at the young man sitting in front of him with his pen closed, and asked, "Mr. Xiao, don't you want to continue copying?"

"I have finished copying today's homework." Zhong Lisuo said, staring at Xuan Jingchen with bright eyes, and asked curiously: "Wu Chen, can I ask Your Majesty a question? Your Majesty, why do you call me Mr. Xiao. I It’s just explaining the scriptures for Your Majesty, Your Majesty doesn’t need to call me like that.”

"Since he explained the scriptures to me, he is my husband." Xuan Jingchen raised his eyes, looked at the immature young man in front of him, and for some reason made a joke, "Besides, Mr. Zhen Xuchang, if Calling you sir makes you look old, so put a small print on the front."

She thought that the child had a thin skin, so she would blush.But to Xuan Jingchen's surprise, the immature boy nodded, agreed with this statement, and said happily: "Even so, Wuchen understands."

Zhong lisuo didn't mind what the queen would call her at all, no matter what it was, as long as the queen called it out, it would be unique.

Seeing her innocent appearance, Xuan Jingchen couldn't help shaking his head, but his eyes were attracted by the words on the paper that Zhong Lisuo spread out.

"This word..." Xuan Jingchen frowned slightly, looked at the strong and solemn Zhongzheng font on the case, and met the suspicious gaze of the young man.

Zhong Lisuo tilted his head and asked curiously: "What's wrong with this word? Your Majesty thinks my handwriting is not very good."

Xuan Jingchen shook his head, thinking about the note he saw at the beginning of the year, which was obviously different from the current font.She only held the pen and said: "This word looks a bit too old-fashioned. It's not like a font that people of Mr. Xiao's age would like."

Zhong Lisuo breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "This character is dedicated to the gods. If you want to be upright and solemn, write it in another font on weekdays."

Xuan Jingchen was taken aback when he heard the words, his eyes locked on Zhong Lisuo, and said softly: "Do you still like to use different fonts to deal with different situations, Mr. Xiao? Don't tell me you know a lot of fonts?"

"That's right. When I was young and had nothing to do, I learned many famous fonts, so I can imitate one or two." Zhong Lisuo nodded, very happy that the queen noticed his own affairs.

Xuan Jingchen saw the smiling face of the young man, but what appeared in his mind was the appearance of Emperor Zhao reviewing the memorial a long time ago: "The affairs of the Ministry of Rites are written in gorgeous and beautiful words. The crowd will be at ease.”

The young man in front of him is as good at multiple fonts as Emperor Zhao. The familiarity from his deep memory made Xuan Jingchen stop writing, and looked deeply at Zhong Lisuo, "Who did you learn your characters from?"

"It was my mother who taught me... the teacher my mother invited taught me." Zhong Lisuo was so happy that he almost said that it was my mother who taught me.

She lived in the cold palace when she was a child, and was strictly protected by the commanders, staying with her mother.In addition to shakuhachi, her mother who is good at quyi calligraphy has taught her many famous calligraphy since she was young.Until she went to Yunzhou, she was still practicing.

Coke Zhengsu stayed at home since he was a child, and his mother is not a master of calligraphy, but the sentence he asked the teacher to learn is finally correct.

Xuan Jingchen suppressed the little ripples in his heart, nodded and continued to copy the scriptures.Seeing that she stopped talking, Zhong Lisuo smiled, and followed her to copy some scriptures.

They burned the copied scriptures and ended the day's teaching.The sandalwood in the house has been burned out, and night has already fallen.Xuan Jingchen looked at the darkened sky, looked at the green-robed Taoist who was packing up his books, and said, "It's getting dark, I'll order the guards to take you back."

Zhong Lisuo shook his head, smiled at her and said, "You don't need to bother Your Majesty, I go home at this time every day, and the servant who comes to pick me up from the Hou Mansion is waiting at the door, Your Majesty, don't worry about me."

Xuan Jingchen smiled, and said softly, "Aren't you afraid that someone will stop your car again?"

Zhong Lisuo laughed when he heard the words, "Then I'll go home." After she finished speaking, she bowed to Xuan Jingchen and said, "Your Majesty, please go first and be careful all the way."

Seeing her like this, Xuan Jingchen nodded, and walked towards the backyard door under the guard of several golden robed guards.Zhong Lishuo stared at her back as she disappeared into the night, paused for a while, and then reluctantly left.

In the night wind, Xuan Jingchen boarded the return car and drove towards the palace.She sat in the carriage, reading the agronomy that she learned today by the dim oil lamp, put down the book after a while, and tapped the door four times.

Uncle Feng, who heard the code words in the wind, landed next to the Queen's car, and heard her order: "Send that young master Lezheng home, and come back to see me."

Feng Bo, who was loyal to the order, waited beside the queen's car, hesitating for a while, and then heard the queen say: "Just leave for a while, I will be fine, you go."

Uncle Feng thought about what Da Si Ming said to her that night. It is right to be loyal to the Eastern Emperor, but it is also his duty to protect his family.Uncle Feng, who had been persuaded by the chief minister all night, finally took the first step to leave the queen, and flew in the direction where Zhong Lisuo left.

After Uncle Feng left, the queen holding the book frowned.She thought of the words of Master Qing Lan before she entered the Kingdom of God, and her heart, which was as peaceful as a flat lake, rippled.

She remembered that Qinglan joked with her that when Wuzhi met Le Zhengsu, the other party was her true love.Now when I look at the people who supervise Tiansi, especially Da Si Ming, they are very familiar with her.Even Uncle Feng, who has been by her side every step of the way, is willing to listen to her and follow Le Zhengsu. You must know that she was unwilling to order Uncle Feng to protect Princess Jingming before.

Xuan Jingchen ran through his mind several times, but finally landed on Qing Lan.When the chief commander left, he should have explained something to Xiang Sinian, and if he really wanted to hook her up, he thought Le Zhengsu was appropriate.

It was rare for her to turn her mind on her own affairs a few times, and she paid more and more attention to the similarities between Le Zhengsu and Zhong Lisuo, and even suspected that such Le Zhengsu was cultivated by Jian Tiansi.

She doesn't want to think badly about people, but she always has some doubts about Emperor Zhao.

Le Zhengsu was still Ah Ying's younger sister, and on this point, she couldn't bear to criticize that young man.Xuan Jingchen thought about it, and decided to summon Xiang Sinian for questioning.

But after thinking about it a lot, Xuan Jingchen dismissed this idea again.Forget it, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it.What's more, even if Jian Tiansi really intends to push Le Zhengsu to the middle palace, it depends on whether the young man is willing or not.They were one round behind. Children of this age should prefer boys and girls of the same age.

Zhong Lisuo, who was walking towards Jia Huanxi, and the queen who didn't know how hard it was to think about, speculated about her in his heart.Even she herself didn't know that Si Nian, the supervisor of Tiansi, was sincerely building a bridge for them, but Zhong Lisuo seized the opportunity with such a thought, and all of this could be said to be predestined.

When the empress began to go to the Hongwen Hall to listen to the young master's lectures in the evening, the court became busy because of the news that the son of the barbarian clan had arrived in Qing.

The young crown prince is not very good at the elegant language of the Qing Dynasty, and the queen decided to let the crown prince study in the Hongwen Hall. Therefore, in order to make good arrangements for the unfamiliar crown prince, the queen issued an order to find some young noblemen who can speak barbaric language as the crown prince. Accompanied by reading.

The son's residence is temporarily arranged in the palace, and the companion can live in the palace with the son.The aristocrat who heard the news wished that there was a noble boy of similar age in his family who could speak barbarously.Therefore, during this period of time, the teenager who was urged by his elders to learn the barbarian language only felt a headache.

Zhong lisuo also felt very happy when he heard the news.At this time, she is very thankful that she was diligent and studious when she was young.In addition to being good at folk art and calligraphy, she is also very good at languages.She can't help but know the barbarian language, the Bo people's language, and the language of the Xian nationality.

A very happy Zhong Lisuo approached Zhenbeihou and explained to him his intention of coming.

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