Southerners

But that night, Meng Huan still couldn't eat anyone.

Mr. Song was upright and upright, he refused to speak uprightly, and after returning home, he sneaked into his room, no matter how much General Ren Meng tempted him, he would not be moved.

General Meng is very sorry.

But in the end no more forcing him.

After all, he didn't want to always leave a bad impression on Song Zhi in this regard.

The next day, Dr. Liu arrived as scheduled.

Song Zhi was in her room, and when she heard a servant report that Liu Yin had arrived, she straightened her scarf, adjusted her appearance, stepped into the main hall in a reserved and dignified manner, and then froze.

The prince is there!

Song Zhi glanced at Meng Huan, Meng Huan looked natural and calm, smiled at him, and said, "Zi Lan, come here." Meng Huan pointed to the place beside her.

With the crown prince present, he naturally sat on the main seat, Meng Huan sat beside him, and Liu Yin was opposite to Meng Huan.

Song Zhi hurriedly bowed to the prince politely.

"Cao Min met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and Lord Liu."

He walked to Meng Huan's side with his hands down.

"Don't be restrained, sit down." The prince said, looking at Song Zhi with a smile in his eyes.

Song Zhi bowed in response, and then sat down beside Meng Huan.

"I came here abruptly, I hope I didn't bother Hazier and Mr. Song."

Meng Huan said with a smile: "His Royal Highness is here, and it is full of splendor. I'm afraid that this small humble house with a humble job will wrong His Highness. Why bother?"

The prince waved his hand: "I always feel that Hazier and this palace have some ties recently, but I don't know why. Is there anything wrong with this palace?"

Meng Huan's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "It seems that His Highness is too lazy to take care of his wounds because of his lowly position, so he doesn't come to serve His Highness anymore?"

In mid-July, Meng Huan came back from the southern expedition to Burma and was wounded. His Majesty granted him a two-month leave to recuperate from his injuries. Therefore, from mid-September, Meng Huan began to visit the Privy Council every day, but the East Palace was naturally less.

The crown prince returned to the capital with Shizu on August [-]rd. It has been more than a month, and Meng Huan has not been to the East Palace a few times.

The master fought, Song Zhi looked at the nose and the heart, and didn't say a word.

"Speaking of this," the crown prince looked at Meng Huan's hand, "Hazier's hand is so badly injured, isn't there any root cause of the disease?"

Meng Huan shook his left hand to signal: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness, you are recovering very well."

Meng Huan looked at Liu Yin on the opposite side, then looked at the crown prince, and asked: "I was here today to entertain Mr. Liu, but I didn't expect the crown prince to come, so I was far away to welcome him, but I don't know what your highness wants to come here?"

The prince picked up the blue and white goblet with begonia pattern made by Fuliang Porcelain Bureau from the table, blew it lightly, and learned the tea-tasting posture of the Han people very carefully: "I didn't order it, I just walked around casually, Relax, when I heard that Mengji was coming to you, I thought, I haven't been here for a long time, so I came to see you."

Liu Yin smiled from the side and said, "That's right. I was going out this morning, and I happened to meet His Highness. His Highness heard that I was coming to visit General Meng, so he came with me."

For a while, several people were slandering in their hearts, what's so interesting about this?

Song Zhiyuan wanted to communicate with Liu Yin today, but now seeing that it was going to be a disaster, she stood up and said goodbye.

The crown prince said softly, "What is Zi Lan doing in such a hurry? Sit and talk."

Song Zhi: "..."

He raised his head and looked at Meng Huan, not knowing what the crown prince meant. He was a commoner with no official title, and he didn't know what was the use of staying here, so he had no choice but to sit down.

At this time, the prince said: "I heard something about Zilan from Mr. Heli Huo Sun."

Song Zhi's heart trembled.

"I also saw Zilan's calligraphy and painting, and they are really excellent. Even Mengji was full of praise when he saw it. No wonder Hazier asked you to be his teacher."

Arriving in Song Zhi's familiar area, he felt a little relieved, and said with a smile: "Your Highness is absurd, the grassroots are ignorant, how can they get into His Highness's eyes?"

"Mr. Song is too modest." Liu Yin said, "I have seen Mr.'s calligraphy and paintings. At Mr.'s age, it is absolutely rare in the world to have such an achievement. Even if I am at Mr.'s age, there may not be Mr. like this." the ability."

Song Zhi looked at the two people who were praising him all the time, and suddenly felt something was wrong: Liu Yin was recruited by the crown prince from Baoding, and now...

"So I came here this time to ask, is Zilan willing to become an official, be used by the court, and contribute to the billions of people in the Yuan Dynasty?"

Sure enough, Song Zhi heard the prince's voice before she finished thinking.

Cold sweat dripped from Song Zhi's forehead and disappeared into the collar of her hair.He glanced at Meng Huan, Meng Huan was still smiling lightly, but Song Zhi keenly noticed that Meng Huan was obviously angry.

"Zi Lan?" Seeing that Song Zhi didn't answer for a long time, the prince asked again, looking at Song Zhi intently.

As Meng Huan, it was inconvenient to say anything against him, so he just brought a cup of tea and drank it with a sword.

"Your Highness," Song Zhi collected her thoughts, raised the hem of her clothes, and knelt down towards the prince, "The grass people are used to being rough and loose, and they don't know much about etiquette. I'm afraid they offended His Highness. Please forgive me first."

"Tell me." The prince said.

Song Zhi then said: "Your Highness favors me, the grassroots shouldn't refuse, but for one thing, the grassroots are still young, I'm afraid it will be embarrassing and disappoint Your Highness."

"'Two rules, one sack of food, one ladle of drink, people can't bear their worries, and they don't change their happiness when they return.' The grassroots have no talents and no virtues, and they are willing to follow the example of the sages and be a person who lives in peace and happiness."

The crown prince shook his head, glanced at Liu Yin, and said with a smile, "Mengji, talented people like you are really hard to find."

Liu Yin smiled: "Your Highness, everyone has their own aspirations, which cannot be forced."

Song Zhi glanced at Liu Yin gratefully.

The prince was helpless, and said: "If Zilan doesn't want to be an official, I have another matter to ask, I wonder if you would like it?"

"Please speak, Your Highness," Song Zhi said.

"A few years ago, the East Palace got a new little princess named Nange Buca. Now that she's getting older, I don't want her to learn some female celebrities, so I also want to teach her a few words. If it's convenient for Zilan, How about setting aside an hour every day to point out her words?"

The prince himself also knows calligraphy, and he is confident that he has made some achievements, so it is natural that Song Zhi's calligraphy is really good.

The Mongols are not like the Han people, who say that a woman who has no talent is a virtue, and the princess of his East Palace is naturally even more different from the women of ordinary people.

The prince's three sons and the first princess were all carefully taught.

The prince admires Confucianism and hopes that his children can also learn Confucianism. This practice of calligraphy is the first step.

What the crown prince said was unexpected by Song Zhi, and neither was Meng Huan.

Song Zhi is still Meng Huan's teacher now, so she wondered: "Your Highness... I'm afraid this is a bit inappropriate. Your Royal Highness has a noble status, so naturally there should be more virtuous and respected Confucian scholars to teach her. Song Zhi is young and dare not mistake her." son of man."

The prince smiled and said, "Then you are not afraid of missing Hazier?"

"Song Zhi said that she was teaching the young master how to learn calligraphy, but in fact she was just pointing out a few words occasionally. Most of the young masters studied and explored on their own, and Song Zhi didn't do anything."

Song Zhi was under a lot of pressure after rejecting the crown prince twice in a row.

The crown prince simply didn't make it difficult for him, after being rejected, he just looked a little disappointed, but didn't say anything, got up and left.

The three of them were left looking at each other.

Song Zhi: "...Lord Liu, is this the crown prince?"

Liu Yin smiled wryly: "His Royal Highness is cherishing talent."

Liu Yin knew that Song Zhi's talents and learning had been greatly submerged and hadn't been shown at all. The crown prince has always been a person who cherishes talents. Perhaps it was because of this that he wanted to invite Song Zhi to become an official.

Liu Yin himself was also invited out by the prince over and over again, and felt sorry for Song Zhi in his heart.

Now that the crown prince is gone, Song Zhi and Liu Yin are a little more relaxed, they can be regarded as sympathetic to each other, and immediately chatted enthusiastically, even Meng Huan was thrown aside.

At noon, Liu Yin was left to eat in the Meng Mansion, and was dragged by Song Zhi to discuss the latitude and longitude together in the Meng Mansion. nothing to talk about.

It wasn't until dark that Song Zhi reluctantly let Liu Yin go, and the two made an appointment to meet again in a few days.

Meng Huan was so angry that his teeth itched, if he had known this, he would not have introduced Liu Yin to Song Zhi.

Not only did he recruit someone who would steal Song Zhi's time from him, but he also recruited the prince.

Besides, after thinking about it, Meng Huan always felt that the prince's arrival was a bit unusual.

At night, Meng Huan took Song Zhi to eat with him, and while putting venison in Song Zhi's bowl, he said: "I always feel that the crown prince has ideas for you."

Song Zhi was surprised: "What do you think?"

Meng Huan carefully recalled how the prince looked at Song Zhi, thought for a while, and said affirmatively, "The prince must have thoughts about you."

Song Zhi understood now, and she couldn't laugh or cry: "What kind of person is His Royal Highness, who can like me? You think too much."

"It's nothing unusual, you are so good, it's not unusual for anyone to take a fancy to you." Meng Huan said.

"Don't talk nonsense." Song Zhi yelled at him, "The crown prince has thoughts about me...why didn't you say Master Liu had thoughts about me?"

Meng Huan said: "That's different, the way Liu Mengji looks at you is different from the way the crown prince looks at you."

Song Zhi raised her eyebrows: "Why is it different?"

"I can't tell," Meng Huan fed Song Zhi a piece of crab meat that had been peeled with chopsticks, "I'm sure I'm overthinking it."

"It's because you think too much." Song Zhi said vaguely after eating the crab meat.

"You think everyone is like you..."

"What about me?" Meng Huan asked back.

Song Zhi: "Thinking about unscrupulous things all day long."

"Irregular?" Meng Huan smiled, with an imperceptible danger in his tone.

Song Zhi suddenly realized that the current topic was very dangerous, and quickly stopped the car, "It's nothing, let's eat!" He fed Meng Huan a mouthful of fried Xijing pears.

Meng Huan was so sweet that he was almost killed.

This is made according to Song Zhi's taste, with a lot of sugar added, which is sweeter than ordinary ones.

Meng Huan pulled the man over, bowed his head and kissed him, and fed this mouthful of Xijing Sydney into Song Zhi's mouth, only to feel better in his mouth.

"Why are you so delicious?" Meng Huan complained softly.

Song Zhi blushed, with the Xijing pear Meng Huan fed in her mouth, and said vaguely: "I just like sweet ones!"

Meng Huan couldn't help laughing, pinched Song Zhi's bulging cheeks, and said, "As long as you like it."

He also said, "You don't have to be afraid of me. If you don't want to, I won't force you anymore."

Song Zhi once said that Meng Huan regarded him as a gentleman, so he wanted to do something, but Meng Huan knew he was not, so he didn't want to teach Song Zhi such a misunderstanding.

"Until you want to, I won't touch you again."

Song Zhi blushed to her ears, lowered her head, and did not speak.

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Calvin, I am guilty, the second update, a little late... Tomorrow the third update