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Like a woman in love, two days away from her lover, no matter how hard she looks at it, she can't get enough of it.

The performance of the stunning woman in the black dress with long hair like a waterfall made many people look sideways.

However, a Confucian student surnamed Zhao did not go to see her, he looked down at the ground, and he didn't know what he was thinking on the way.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, everyone bid farewell and left.

Only Su Qingdai was left, and a kind of entourage brought by the little emperor did not leave.

At this time, Su Qingdai took the lead to take a step forward, but in the next second, she was blocked by a small body.

"Su maid, get behind me, don't stand in front, brother Rong'er has been driving for a day, don't be clingy as soon as you come up, it's like brown sugar, is it annoying, hum, it's too ignorant, our old Zhao family There is no such woman."

The little girl reprimanded her old-fashionedly, completely forgetting that she hadn't actually done this herself.

Su Qingdai's pretty face turned cold, she stared at her, and opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't reply and closed her mouth.

She bit her lip and said to Zhao Rong behind:

"Ziyu, during the two days you left, I had nothing to do at night, so I knitted a cloak for you to keep out the cold."

"Qing Dai, thank you."

"What kind of cloak? It's the same as the bed sheet. There's nothing to wear. It's just that you Liren in the north are very fancy. Brother Rong Er and I are from the south, so we don't like this kind of delicate thing."

"you……"

Zhao Rong shook his head and did not join in the confrontation between Xiaoqian'er and Qingdai's second daughter.

He glanced at the little emperor behind him, and said casually: "Qing Dai, I have something to say in the car later."

"Ok."

Su Qingdai bit her lip, looked at him slightly sadly, but immediately nodded obediently, and went behind Zhao Rong.

The little emperor at the back couldn't help but take a second look at this pair of beauties who were jealous of Mr. Zhao.

There was a look of envy and admiration on the small face.

The little emperor knew Su Qingdai, and heard people around her often say that she is the proud daughter of Ziwei Pavilion, and she was a famous Bingshan Fairy in the fairy family on the northern mountain of Dali. Now it seems that she is also in front of Mr. Zhao. The iceberg melted, her heart fell, and she competed with another beautiful sister beside Mr. Zhao...

The young man thought to himself... Mr. Zhao is the best, he can hold anyone's hand if he wants, and he can do whatever he wants.

How did Zhao Rong know that he suddenly became the idol of the little emperor in some aspects.

Zhao Rong bowed to the little emperor and said: "Your Majesty came to pick up the boat, and my ministers are terrified."

Although it is only a temporary status, he is indeed an official of the Ministry of Rites at the moment.

"Sir, get down quickly, don't be too polite." The handsome little emperor quickly supported him, and said with a smile:

"I also miss Mr. Zhao. Yesterday, I managed to ask for a day off from my mother's place to visit you at the mansion, but I learned from Fairy Su that you went back to the mountain, so I had to return disappointed."

He scratched his head, "Last night when I was reading in the imperial study, I heard Mr. Zhang say that you will be back today, so I slipped out quietly to pick you up, Mr. Zhang."

"Brother Zhang?" Zhao Rong frowned slightly, then turned to look at Su Qingdai behind him.

The latter shook his head, thought for a while, and said crisply:

"Ziyu, a censor surnamed Zhang came to see you at the mansion last night. He seemed to say that he had a banquet at his manor and wanted to invite you to it. He said that some other seniors from the academy would also attend. I call you to go and get acquainted with each other."

She glanced at Zhao Rong's face, and said cautiously: "But you were not there at the time, and I didn't talk to him much. Later, this Zhang Yushi went to Mr. Gu and the others."

Zhao Rong looked back and nodded slightly.

The date and route of his return were only revealed to Gu Yiwu and Su Qingdai. Now that I think about it, Gu Yiwu and the others should have told Zhang Huizhi.

So the latter learned about Zhao Rong's return today early yesterday.

As for the various forces at the ferry today sending people to pick up the boat, Zhao Rong is not surprised.

This Yunhai Ferry didn't just stop at Hanjing, it had already entered the territory of Dali in the morning, and the news of Zhao Rong's return could not escape those who cared, and his every move at this time was the focus of the whole Dali.

Undoubtedly, before going to bed every day, the Queen Mother of the Dugu family had to listen to Xue Can and other women who had carefully described Zhao Rong's daily itinerary before going to bed with peace of mind...

The young Confucian scholar frowned.

"Senior brother Zhang thought he was cold and noble when we first met him, but now he seems to be quite warm-hearted, so he came to find me for a drink so soon..."

The little emperor nodded in agreement, "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhang really has a cold face and a warm heart. Sometimes, although he is strict with me in class, he is also very kind in private."

The boy praised his teacher.

Zhao Rong nodded.

He looked at the little emperor's expression.

The boy in the yellow suit was smiling all over his face, and he seemed to be in a good mood, with no remnants of the emotions from that day on his face.

Therefore, I don't know if he has hidden the words about killing someone in his heart, or if he said it was just a young man's angry words.

Zhao Rong smiled and didn't mention what happened that day again.

He glanced at the little emperor who stayed still, and took the initiative to say: "Your Majesty is here, besides receiving ministers, is there anything else?"

The little emperor blushed, nodded embarrassingly, and whispered, "Mr. Zhao, are you free now?"

Zhao Rong thought for a while, then nodded, "There are things, but there is no rush, you can wait a little later, if your majesty has something important, you can talk about it."

The handsome young man looked at the people on the left and right.

Zhao Rong took a step forward and walked out alone, leading the little emperor to the front, keeping some distance from Zhao Qian'er, Su Qingdai and the girls behind.

The two took the lead on the official road.

"Your Majesty can speak now."

Zhao Rong folded his sleeves, raised his head slightly, and looked at the bright autumn sun in front of him. The sun fell on his face, casting a layer of pure white light.

The little emperor tilted his head, seeing this scene, slightly lost in thought.

His whispered tone couldn't help but become high-spirited, and his smile was as light as the wind on his face:

"Mr. Zhao, I... I skipped class and ran away. The big sisters of the Lefang Division will definitely report to the queen mother. The queen mother has a bad temper recently, and she will punish me again. Cough cough, I am here to pick up Mr. You just ran out, you can't just ignore death, um, the book calls this... this is called..."

The boy danced and danced, trying hard to remember a certain aggressive word.

"Speaking of morality?"

"Yes! This is called loyalty! The heroes and men in the books are all like this, and we scholars should also emphasize loyalty."

The little emperor nodded, his shoulders slack, his tone relaxed and cheerful.

Zhao Rong shook his head with a smile.

Are you sure you don't have the idea of ​​using this to have fun?

He stretched out his hand to make an umbrella, shaded the sun, and looked at the magnificent and refreshing city wall of Hanjing in the distance.

"Well, it makes sense. How does Your Majesty want my ministers to help? Well, we scholars value loyalty, but we shouldn't be too embarrassing, right?"

"Of course! Mr. Zhao, I want to take you to the Guanghan Palace, to the Empress's place. Let's have lunch together. The Empress really wants to get close to you, but you don't want to be an official, and the banquet a few days ago is also postponed." Reject... So, if I can take you to dinner, the queen mother must be very happy, maybe she won't punish me to kneel."

Guanghan Palace is the residence of Empress Dowager Dugu in the imperial city.

When Zhao Rong heard this, he didn't answer and turned around.

He said in a casual tone, "Did your mother tell you about this request for food?"

The little emperor shook his head, thought for a while, raised his head and said seriously: "The queen mother didn't ask me to take you there, but I was also a little selfish, but you kept rejecting her advances a few days ago. If you can be exempted from punishment, I think Mr. Zhao should agree."

Zhao Rong nodded.

A few days ago, Dugu and the others did have a request for a private banquet, but he wanted to implement the "ambiguous and repeated horizontal jumping" strategy, so he never agreed.

In addition, it is probably not interesting to go there.

Dugu's [-]% will not show up, and they will wear veils and bead curtains when eating together, which is even more exaggerated than the isolation of infectious diseases.

He and she sat so far away to eat like a fool, and there was a long table in the middle, so it was not convenient to pick up the dishes. Well, the two of them couldn't pick up the same bowl of dishes, because they were in full view, and they had to observe etiquette or something... …

So go learn royal etiquette?

The young Confucian scholar was quiet for a while, then suddenly said:

"Then do you know why your mother is so eager to get close to me?"

"knew."

"Oh?"

"It's about the Zen Conferring Ceremony. The queen mother said that success or failure depends on one action. Only by winning this Conferring Chan Ceremony can I get out of the shadow of my father and become the real master of the land under my feet."

The handsome young man turned his head and looked around at the beautiful scenery of the countryside with clear autumn air.

The young Confucian scholar was slightly surprised, and his tone was curious, "Oh? Then you never thought of asking me for help?"

The handsome young man raised his head and asked:

"Mr. Zhao, why do you need your help? Isn't the Conferring Ceremony the intention of the heavens? The heroic spirits of the ancestors of Lidi chose the real monarch of Dali in the sky?"

"The queen mother is close to you, doesn't she hope that you can hold the ceremony completely and fairly? You are in charge of the ceremony."

"Although I don't quite agree with her approach, after all, I don't trust Mr. Zhao too much. It's a troublesome way for adults to exchange favors and interests. I've seen it in books. .”

As he spoke, he lowered his eyes and looked at the stones under his feet.

"However, the Empress Dowager is worried about the Grand Ceremony, but I do understand. After all, the matter is really important. She said... Many people want to see our mother and child die, there are both open and dark places, especially pay attention to... the two warriors... "

"The queen mother... really thinks that I am the one chosen by the ancestors, and that auspiciousness can be born in the grand ceremony, although I don't know what makes me worthy of the ancestors in the Nine Heavens Cold Palace. I... I I just don't want to see my mother sad, after my father leaves, I only have her as a relative."

The boy's voice was a little low.

The young Confucian scholar turned his head to look at him, and was silent for a while.

After taking off his dragon robe, he looked like an ordinary boy from Hanjing family.

The young Confucian scholar turned sideways slightly, looking at the imperial city building not far away, as if squinting his eyes carefully:

"Then have you thought about it for yourself? You will only have the opportunity to avenge the severed hand in the future if you win the Fengchan Grand Ceremony and have an auspicious birth."

The handsome young man was quiet for a while, and suddenly said: "Mr. Zhao, didn't you say that I can only rely on myself? Do I have to rely on the will of the heavens? Go ask the ancestors, please...please...please secretly help?"

When the young Confucian scholar heard the words, he didn't look back at him, and he didn't answer again.

The two of them kept walking and were speechless for a while.

They all walked forward in silence.

Behind them, a large group of people followed quietly.

In this way, after walking more than ten steps, the young Confucian scholar stopped suddenly, and the handsome young man turned his head back in a daze.

The Confucian scholar smiled like a spring breeze and said:

"Um, should we walk there with our feet? By the time we reach the Guanghan Palace on foot, the food will probably be cold."

The young man clicked his mouth, was startled for a moment, then suddenly smiled:

"Okay! Let's go by car!"

……

"By the way, your surname is Li. What's that name? I've never heard of it. You've called me Mr. for so long, and I still don't know your name."

"Li Wangque. Wangque's Wangque, Wangque's Que."

"……Good name."

"Well, few outsiders know about it. It was taken by my mother. She said...she wants to give me a gift in the future."

"Hiss, the domineering side is leaking."

Chapter 476 I really don't want to understand girls in seconds

Two low-key and luxurious carriages were driving on the broad road to the imperial city.

One drives six horses, and the other drives four horses.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the four-horse carriage at the back was a little quiet.

A handsome and smart girl with peach blossoms opened her eyes wide, staring at the black, long, straight and stunning woman in the opposite seat.

And the woman with long black hair hanging straight down to her waist held her chin with two jade hands, looking at the young Confucian scholar opposite, her eyes never leaving.

The young Confucian scholar closed his eyes and meditated.