system of princes and generals

Chapter 118
Fujiwara was taken aback, and revered his admiration for his second prince. Fujiwara couldn't comprehend the truth about the culture of the Han people. How could he be able to express it in just a few lines? It would take him a long time to explain. to express the meaning.

Fujiwara actually admires the broad and profound Chinese culture from the bottom of his heart, but he can’t learn it by himself, and he is too lazy to learn it. He can speak, read, and communicate. It’s good to follow the second prince and not be laughed at. Other Fujiwara don’t bother to care .

He admired his second prince for being so proficient in learning Chinese culture.

Fujiwara rubbed the back of his neck, "Fujiwara is a rough man, it's okay if you let me go into battle to kill the enemy, but if you let me know how to read and write sentences, it's better to let me go up the mountain to chop wood and fetch water."

Huan Wuping shook his head helplessly, "I've told you many times that we are learning Han culture, which will be applied to the governance of our Japanese country in the future, so you can't resist learning new things."

Fujiwara sighed softly, "I understand the truth, but Fujiwara still can't learn it. The second prince is responsible for learning, and Fujiwara is responsible for protecting you."

Huan Wuping couldn't laugh or cry when he was told by Fujiwara, since he couldn't change him, he could only let it go.

Huan Wuping finally stopped looking at the poems on the table and focused on Fujiwara, "At first, I thought that there would be no one I admired in this competition. Even if there were some outstanding ones, they must be on the same level as me. Slightly better, but this person is not so ordinary." When talking about that person, Huan Wuping pointed to the poem on the table with his eyes.

Fujiwara couldn't help looking at the poems on the paper again, his eyes were dazzled, and he didn't see any difference except smoothness.

"He is declaring war on everyone. He is the one in Princess Rong'an's heart. We can only play supporting roles, and he has already made a private decision with the princess for life."

Fujiwara leaned closer to the table and read the poem carefully.My nose felt like it was touching the paper, and I was afraid of losing every word.

Then he let out a long sigh, stood up straight, blinked his eyes, and shook his head vigorously, but still didn't see any deep meaning. "Second Prince, just tell Fujiwara directly, Fujiwara really can't see it."

This time Huan Wuping really gave up the idea of ​​letting Fujiwara interpret it himself, walked to the paper and said, "Look at the first sentence, the stars last night and the wind last night, he is telling us that the night is low, the stars are twinkling, and the cool breeze is blowing. On a breezy and intoxicating night, there was a peaceful and romantic atmosphere. Huo Guang must have just met the princess before the match."

"There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear connection in the heart. Huo Guang is expressing his pain of lovesickness. She has pain and sweetness when she is with the princess. What's more, she misses that she can't see her as easily as she wants. She and her lover obviously love each other sincerely but can't. It is painful to stay together as long as we want, but we are happy because of the love between the two of them."

Hearing Huan Wuping's explanation, Fujiwara suddenly realized that this poem can still be understood in this way, and after reading it again, he can really feel the pain of two lovers missing each other but not being able to be together because of some fetters, just like being in a relationship. Fujiwara's performance in front of his eyes is ordinary and lifelike.

Huan Wuping lightly pointed to the last two sentences and continued, "I'm going to listen to the drum and go to the official, and go to Malantai to turn around. I guess this sentence may be that Huo Guang once left his sweetheart because of his business, and he couldn't help himself in the Jianghu. , the helplessness of having to leave the beautiful woman for an errand.”

Huan Wuping read the whole poem again in a low voice, and couldn't help sighing, "I didn't expect that Huo Guang could describe his psychology so vividly and vividly. It's obviously a feeling that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, but his description is penetrating. Vividly."

Huan Wuping admired it on his own. He had studied Han culture for so long, and it was indeed the first time he saw such a vivid poem. Although Huan Wuping also admired Princess Rong'an in his heart, he had to admire Huo Guang's writing style.

Fujiwara is a rough man who doesn't know how to read, but he has emotions. He knows the pain of lovesickness, just like his wife. This time, he accompanied the second prince on a mission, and his wife also urged him in every possible way, thinking about Fujiwara. There was a warm current in my heart, and my nose was sore.

Originally, in Fujiwara's mind, the second prince was a capable person with both political integrity and talent, and everyone else participating in the competition was just a foil. Today, through the second prince's explanation, he suddenly felt good about this person named Huo Guang.

This is the first time I have encountered an article that moved me. Fujiwara just wanted to praise it, but he didn't say it, and suddenly thought that Huo Guang is now in a competitive relationship with the second prince. The opponent is so strong, the second prince There must be a way to win.

After all, the second prince also wants to win the game, not only because of the pure desire to win, but also because the second prince has a good impression of the princess.

Could it be that the second prince is already confident that he will win the next game?
"Second prince, this Huo Guang is indeed a talent. Is there any way for you to defeat him in the next match?"

Fujiwara thought that if he asked this question, the second prince would give him an affirmative answer, but he never expected that the second prince, who was so perfect to explode in his heart, would be silent.

Huan Wuping didn't say anything, just looked at Zhibo silently, he was silent because he was really not sure of winning.

Although he was not sure, he was sure that he had a certain understanding of Huo Guang, and it should be no problem to win the next game. He patted Fujiwara who was more anxious than him, "Don't worry, I have a solution."

After receiving the positive answer from the second prince, Fujiwara's hanging heart dropped slightly.

"We still have to prepare for the next match tomorrow, Second Prince, you should rest early."

On the other side, after he sneezed countless times, Huo Guang finally lay on the bed, and he was not idle all night. He kept sneezing and didn't know who was scolding him, and he scolded him for so long.Hee hee, maybe I'm missing it.Could it be which girl?

Huo Guang lusted for a moment, then fell into a deep sleep.

"There is no colorful phoenix flying in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart." Rong An leaned on the stone pillar in the courtyard, looking up at the charming night. The stars in the sky seemed to be narrating the warmth in Huo Guang's poems.

But is this poem really written for himself? Or is Huo Guang missing another beautiful woman.

Rongan couldn't sleep, so he admired the night in the courtyard. He looked away from the quiet night sky, only to find another person in the courtyard.

The light in the yard was dim, but the petite figure not far away could still be recognized from time to time.

Rong An approached the figure slowly, and said softly, "Qiaoer, why are you still awake?"

Qiao'er had something on her mind and couldn't fall asleep. She thought the princess had fallen asleep, so she was sitting alone in the yard when she suddenly heard a voice behind her and was startled.

Turning around suddenly, Yuanyuan's little face was full of panic

(End of this chapter)