Sansheng

"His Highness, I don't know why you are looking for me?" This is General Jiang Qianming of the Habayashi Guard in the palace. study.

"There is one thing. Zhengguo wants to trouble General Jiang. However, this matter should not be publicized. The general must not act in a low-key manner, and don't let others know." Lin Zhong bent down and saluted Qian Ming when he saw Qian Ming coming, and Qian Ming hurriedly knelt down. .

"Your Highness, what are you talking about? I don't dare to be a humble official! If you have any order, just give it, and the humble official will do my best, and I will die!"

"You help me find someone, the sooner the better!"

"who?"

"It's inconvenient to explain the identity of this person." He couldn't be said to be Nanhua Prince Xianma Chuao, Lin Zhong rubbed his chin and frowned.

"But...but how do you find a lowly job?" Qian Ming looked embarrassed.

"I'll draw his appearance for you, just follow this picture to find it." Lin Zhong came to the desk and picked up the brush.

After a moment of silence, Chu Ao's voice and smile slowly appeared in his mind.Long flowing hair like a black waterfall, sharp-edged facial curves, Xiexie raised a corner of slightly pursed lips, the most vivid is the pair of narrow and long smiling eyes, nine points warm, one point shallow smile, just like rippling autumn water, as long as As soon as those eyes were bent to look at him, Lin Zhong couldn't help feeling anxious.

The pen hangs in the air, the ink condenses on the tip of the pen, drops on the snow-white rice paper, a dot of ink smudges, and a certain place in my heart is also soaked bit by bit.

"Your Highness? Your Highness?" General Qian Ming looked at Lin Zhong who was dazed for a long time and asked curiously, "Your Highness, what are you thinking?"

"Oh... oh it's nothing." Lin Zhong came back to his senses and quickly covered up his gaffe.

How should I draw you?With such an appearance, such a temperament, how much superb painting skills must one have to draw such a delicate and exquisite person?

Fortunately, Lin Zhong also learned from a superb painter in the palace before, and was praised by the master, saying that he was very talented in painting, so he finally dared to write.

The pen wanders around, penetrates the back of the paper, shakes the grip, lifts it up and down, turns it up and down, starts gently and slowly, the paper is fine and dense, and finally when Qian Ming is waiting to fall asleep, Lin Zhongcai picks up a painting , showing a satisfied smile.

"There is still such a beautiful face in the world?" General Qian Ming has seen the world, but when he saw the beautiful boy with smiling eyes on the paper, he still opened his mouth wide.

"Is it beautiful? I am more beautiful than this painting. This painting kills people's demeanor."

"This is already extremely beautiful. I thought His Highness was already the most beautiful man in the world, but I didn't expect—"

Suddenly realizing that he had said something wrong, General Qian Ming hurriedly lowered his head and kept silent, squinting at Lin Zhong uneasily.

But Lin Zhong couldn't care less about seeing his expression at the moment, and he turned a deaf ear to his words. He was just a little drunk, and touched the ink-scented eyebrows with his slender fingertips, and said regretfully: "It's a pity, I can't draw the eyebrows after all." The heroic spirit in the room..."

Seeing Lin Zhong's bewildered look, Qian Ming boldly asked: "Dare to ask Your Highness, this young man is..."

"Oh..." Lin Zhong's cheeks were slightly flushed, and he turned his face away, "It's just an old friend."

After receiving the drawing paper, General Qian Ming stepped back immediately and began to deploy in full swing. Lin Zhong looked at his retreating back and prayed silently in his heart, Chu Ao, you must be found alive.

One day, two days, three days... Half a month passed, but there was still no news from Chu Ao.Every time Qian Ming met, Lin Zhong’s expression changed from nervous anticipation to full of disappointment. His heart, like a kite hanging in the sky, was lifted up and down again and again with Qian Ming’s departure and return. Shen Shen, but tirelessly maintained a watchful posture.

This day in court, Lin Yihuan wanted to discuss the important matter of diverting the Qingyuan River in the territory. The ministers disagreed with each other, and there were many discussions.

"Guo'er, what do you think?" Lin Yihuan shifted his expectant eyes to Lin Zhong, but he slumped his shoulders blankly, without any reaction.

"Guoer?" Lin Yihuan raised his voice.

"Oh? Father, your name is Erchen?" Lin Zhongru woke up from a dream.

"Your complexion is not very good, what's the matter, are you uncomfortable?" Lin Yihuan looked concerned, since Lin Zhong came back that day, he was in a daze every day, and he didn't say anything when he asked, as if his mind was not in the palace at all.

"No, Royal Father, I was a little late reading last night, but I was just a little tired."

"Be careful, you've lost weight recently, hey..." Lin Yihuan looked at Lin Zhong's thinner face and frowned distressedly.

"Yes, Father."

"Your Majesty! I have an Fu on the Qingyuan River here, which was written by a disciple. I think this Fu is very well written. Please read it to the Emperor." The person who spoke was He Mingqi, who had gray hair and was the most handsome man in Beili. An authoritative wise man, his huge head seems to be filled with a lot of wisdom. Since Lin Yihuan was the prince, he was appointed by the former emperor as the prince's tutor. Lin Yihuan naturally respects him very much.

"Come quickly, and help the teacher present the notebook." Lin Zhong signaled the palace servants next to him to go down and pick it up.

After opening the booklet, everyone in the hall was silently watching the emperor's reaction. Everyone was curious about who wrote the fu, and the learned and talented prince Taifu praised and recommended it so much.Lin Zhong also looked at his father's face curiously, and saw that on that handsome face, the frown that was originally furrowed slowly relaxed, and finally a smile appeared from the corner of his mouth.

"It really is a good fu! Who is the person who wrote the fu?" After closing the booklet, Lin Yihuan was overjoyed and applauded.

All eyes were on Mr. Taifu, and he stroked his gray beard with a smile, and said unhurriedly: "This man's name is Chu Ao, and he is a servant of Weichen who was admitted to the door not long ago."

When the three words "Chu Ao" fell into Lin Zhong's ears, Lin Zhong almost cried out in surprise, and there was an uproar in his heart, Chu Ao!Chu Ao!Is that the one I'm looking for?I can't wait to catch Mr. Taifu immediately, shake his big head vigorously, and pour out all the news about Chu Ao inside.

But this was in the court hall, Lin Zhong had no choice but to hold back his temper, his face flushed red.

"Where is this person from? With such a good literary talent and political opinion, why didn't he obtain fame and serve the court?" Lin Yihuan is a monarch who loves and cherishes talents, and he immediately became interested in this Chu Ao.

"Forgive me, I don't know, this person only said that he has nowhere to come, nowhere to go, he travels all over the world, and he is happy with whatever happens. At the beginning, I took him in because he was selling his calligraphy and paintings in the busy market. The calligraphy and literary talents of the calligraphy and paintings are quite good. Well, I saw that this is definitely not someone who is waiting for nothing, so I took him into the family and made him a guest."

"Well, talented people since ancient times, regardless of their origin, will invite him to see me tomorrow morning."

"No need, Your Majesty wants to see him. You can see it now. I came to the court today. The carriage he drove for me is waiting outside the hall. I just sent someone to pass him over."

His heart was beating wildly, almost jumping out of his throat, and his nails were digging into his flesh nervously. Lin Zhong lowered his head, not daring to look outside the hall. What about the person he wants to see?

A series of light footsteps, although walking outside the main hall, to see the supreme emperor of Beili, but neither humble nor overbearing, calm and unhurried, gradually approaching, as the footsteps stopped, the visitor bowed down and bowed, "The grass man Chu Ao, Kowtow to the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

What a familiar voice!Like the spring thunder in March, with a vigorous and unstoppable force, it beat Lin Zhong's tympanic membranes, making his dry and cracked heart instantly alive.

He raised his eyes and looked at the figure in front of him, his eyes were covered by a layer of water vapor.

"Pingshen! Chu Ao, you have outstanding literary talents and profound insights. It is a pity that you are not allowed to serve the court. I have ordered you to be the servant of the left, and you are the fourth rank. Would you like it?" Lin Yi asked with a smile.

"Caomin thanked the emperor! Serving the country is something I can't ask for!" Chu Ao bowed down and bowed again.

"Okay! Today, Mr. Taifu really found a great horse for me! Sir, I want to thank you very much!"

Just when Mr. Taifu came forward to kneel down to thank him, Chu Ao turned his face and looked at Lin Zhong, his eyes met. Lin Zhong was just in a daze, before he recovered, Chu Ao winked at him, Shouted softly: "Hey! Guo'er! It's me!"

Lin Zhong had the urge to cry at first, but he was amused by his words all of a sudden, and he had only seen him for half a month, how could he forget that the person in front of him was Chu Ao, the one who saved himself in the shadow of swords and swords.

After the court, all the officials retreated, Chu Ao squeezed to Lin Zhong's side, and bumped his shoulder, "Guo'er, you must be thinking, why is it me again, hehe!"

Lin Zhong bowed his head in silence, holding back the tears that were about to fall.

Yes, why is it you again, which made me almost become an unrighteous person, why is it you again, making me forget about tea and food every day, and muddle along all day long, why is it you again, it doesn’t make me cry or laugh , suddenly happy and sad.

Why is it you again? I thought you would disappear from my world from now on. I thought I could finally breathe a sigh of relief and look forward to being able to focus on nothing else. Then you appeared again and made that place uneasy. Why is it you again!