Homecoming Ballad (GL)

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After finishing writing, Lu He took his hand away from the back of Yiyang's hand, showing no extra emotions.

However, Yiyang's mood has been inexplicably ups and downs since the moment Lu He approached her, following her simple actions, like dots, strokes, and strokes on paper. Constantly, her breathing was slightly stagnant, and her cheeks and earlobes were stained with several layers of blush.

What's wrong with me?

Lu He saw that Yiyang was still holding on to the pen, her face was bright red, and she thought it was because she felt ashamed because of her poor handwriting, so she said in relief: "In fact, I have made a lot of progress compared to the beginning. The post is due at the right time, with His Highness's intelligent and sensitive aptitude, it will surely achieve great success in time." He carefully took off the crystal clear and plump petals from Yiyang's head, put them aside to compare himself, and found Yiyang's puzzled eyes She sent them off with flowers and nodded with a bright smile, "People are more delicate than flowers, I simply borrowed flowers to present Buddha, and I hope that for the sake of hibiscus flowers, His Highness will shoot arrows in the martial arts training ground in the afternoon to compete with the friend of the minister, don't let her completely lose It’s about losing face and returning home.”

Why didn't I see you so eloquent and eloquent when we first met?

Although he gave a cold snort of disdain, Yiyang still took the petals and held them in the palm of his hand carefully for fear of crumpling and breaking them. He still said unforgivingly: "Mr. You can just grab it, if I don't accept it, I will become a rude person."

Lu He couldn't help slandering when he heard the words: You said it as if you were polite before.

Covering his mouth and coughing a few times, Lu He took a towel from the copper basin beside himself and wiped the sweat on his forehead, then washed his hands, walked to the opposite side of Yiyang, sat down in an orderly manner, and preached solemnly: The reason why students always open their mouths to beg for gifts from the master, once or twice is enough, but if there are too many, they will be greedy. Your Highness listens to the lectures every day and humbly asks for advice. If the ministers understand His hard work, he will definitely reward him."

Could it be that these few petals that withered sooner or later were the acceptance ceremony that Lu He promised himself a few days ago? Yiyang thought secretly, and quietly slipped a new and thin book from the table, and smoothed the petals one by one Finally, it was very solemnly and carefully packed in it.

After Lu He silently wrote the chapter to be taught to Yiyang today on the paper, he raised his eyes and saw Yiyang's minute movements, glanced at the book in her hand, and asked in surprise: "What now?" Did someone in Fangshi, the capital city, transcribe Chen's collection of poems and essays and sell them?"

Following Lu He's line of sight, Yiyang couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat. He calmly threw the book onto the table and commented indifferently: "Mr. , it's vulgar, no wonder the little daughters of the common people who don't know a single word like to buy a copy. I got it by chance from the handmaid of the mansion, and I just turned a few pages."

Lu Hexian was used to Yiyang's seemingly insincere and vitriolic words in the past few days, so he didn't care, but smiled gently: "The qualifications of the ministers are mediocre, how can they compare with the few great Confucian writers in this dynasty. Such a poem The collection of essays has been handed down to the world, and I am a little worried that it will mislead my disciples after being circulated."

"Misunderstanding my son...not really." Yiyang was not happy to hear Lu He's self-deprecating words, and he secretly cursed and told himself not to talk too much next time, it would be hard to round it back. After pondering for a while, he said, "Sir, after all, he was born at the top of the list, and he can be compared with ordinary people just because of his profound insight and broad vision."

It was the first time that Lu He was praised by Yiyang face to face. After being stunned, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you for the praise, Your Highness. I should give it to you with all my money, so that His Highness will not really become a potential dragon and a phoenix as others wish."

When I bumped into these smiling eyes shining like stars, what I said was a sincere promise from the bottom of my heart, and my heartbeat suddenly became disordered and restless. Yiyang hurriedly lowered his head, still speaking in a flat tone: " Please give me a lecture, sir, there are quite a lot of things to do today, and it is not appropriate to delay."

After lecturing for an hour, I took a short break after lunch, and not long after, a letter of greeting from Tang Ci arrived.

Chi Liangjun led Tang Ci to the front hall, drank tea with Lu He to reminisce about the old days, and waited quietly for Yiyang.

Because after returning to Beijing from the Qinyuan Palace, Tang Ci was promoted to work in the Zhan Shifu. It is inevitable that he must be familiar with the new government affairs, and he will inevitably have more complicated human relations than before. Sometimes he is so busy that he can't even take care of drinking tea , so it has been a few days away from Lu He.

Wearing a Fusha Tang scarf on his head, a moon white narrow-sleeved gauze gown for a slim fit, and a cyan soft belt with a blue edge around his waist, his brows are picturesque and his figure stands tall. He still has a suave and handsome appearance, and his cheeks have lost weight in just a few days a lot?

After looking at it for a while, Lu He teased Tang Ci, who was absent-minded: "Is Zhan Shifu a hard job? How did you get so tired? Your eyes are black and blue. If you don't know, you still think you are peeping in the room at night. Where are the flower pickers!"

I don’t say anything, but I can’t help remembering Rou Ke in my heart, and I don’t know how sad she was...to what extent she was sad, but did she ever give up? Tang Ci thought about it day and night, and then He hadn't heard about Rou Ke, so he couldn't sleep at night and didn't think about food and drink under the heavy heart. Fortunately, his health was still good, otherwise he would have to suffer from illness.

Without waiting for Tangci to reply, Yiyang, who had changed into a military uniform, had already walked slowly in front of him, looked her up and down without restraint, then sneered at Lu He, and said: "You are more beautiful than you, could it be- ---" He glanced lightly at Tang Ci, who was bowing to him, and his tone suddenly turned cold, "Is it a woman again?"

Lu He's face changed slightly, while Tang Ci remained calm and said without hesitation: "Everyone in the world likes to judge people by their appearance, but they don't know what is worth caring about? It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman. How can there be any reason to bury a talent." Glancing at Lu He behind him again, he smiled apologetically, "That being said, Lu He is a friend from my hometown, and she is quite speculative. Bi had no choice but to violate the law. Seeing that His Highness is so magnanimous, he is worthy of being the younger sister of the first mother of the Crown Prince, who has always been praised by everyone for his kindness, and Rong Chen respectfully thanked Lu He on behalf of Lu He."

After all, he bowed down in a respectful manner.

Chi Liangjun wanted to tell Yiyang a few words earlier, but he was caught by the impatient master and secretly revealed Lu He's identity. I can't help but feel anxious in my heart.It was so easy to catch the time when Tangci had finished speaking, and hurriedly whispered to Yiyang the truth that Tangci had obtained His Majesty's will and was now working for the prince in the East Palace Zhanshifu.

But seeing Yiyang glanced at Tang Ci again, his eyes were much softer than before, and he didn't have so much vigilance and vigilance. He bypassed the topic that made everyone frightened just now, walked forward and said: "Sunset West Shen, it's not too hot anymore, why don't you try your hand at the martial arts field first?"

Chapter 33

The autumn grass is light, the horseshoe is light, and the horn bow is fast.

The wind blows the flag, the horse neighs, you come and go, and the winner has been decided on the target.

Yiyang Dou Ma patrolled forward for a long time, and after comparing the two, he pulled out the arrows that hit Tangci's red heart one by one, and observed the depth of the arrow marks, then looked at Tangci half a step behind him, and said indifferently : "I lost."

Tang Ci also smiled: "His Royal Highness Cheng gave in, and I was lucky enough to win once."

Both Chi Liangjun and Lu He are not good at riding a she. They just sat on their horses and watched quietly along the edge of the field. Now they walked slowly behind them, but it was Chi Liangjun who spoke first: "It's only one game, the right is to be It's all about loosening your muscles and bones, how can you count? It's still early, so let's go a few more rounds!"

This Tang Ci looked very clever, but how could he be more honest than Lu He? He actually tried his best to make the master lose face in public, and there was no reward for him.

Tang Ci stroked the mane of the horse under him, raised his head and smiled lightly: "It's also possible."

Glancing at Lu He who was riding a tall horse beside Chi Liangjun, seeing that her expression was still calm, Yi Yang quietly withdrew his gaze from her, threw away the broken arrow in his hand, and pretended not to be very serious. A caring look: "That being the case, let's fight again. Shooting arrows alone is boring and boring. I don't know if Mr. Tang can play Juju?" He is a person who refuses to admit defeat, and it is rare for him to suffer setbacks. , although most of them come from his underestimation of the enemy, but if he loses, he loses, and there is no room for sophistry.If the steps Chi Liangjun set up to save his face were the same as in the past, he would have been arrogant and refused to take a look at them, but at this moment, he was very unwilling to lose the opportunity to be in the limelight for no reason.