Famous artist

Pick up

"Master, this is already your No.70 sighed eight times today." Gen Mochi plucked the strings to tune, and Zhong Kunyi's sighing voice came from beside him.

Zhong Kunyi didn't say a word, just picked up the flagon in front of her and took another sip, leaning against the pillar beside the small pavilion, narrowing her eyes.

"I didn't intend to look to the bright moon, but the bright moon is empty"

"Master, your road to the draft is very smooth. I want to say that there is something tricky in it, but since someone is secretly helping you, why do you bother yourself?"

Zhong Kunyi shook her head and smiled wryly, "I don't want to get involved in the royal family, and I only entered the palace because of the imperial decree."

Gen Mochi shook his head and expressed his puzzlement, "Others have fought hard to be selected and become the top ten thousand people, but you want to lose the election with all your heart, it's weird, it's weird"

Zhong Kunyi got up and put down the jug, and walked to Gen Mochi, "Once my heart is full, I can't hold anything else." She plucked the strings with her fingers, demonstrating to others.

"Mochi, in tomorrow's competition, you will say that I am unwell, so I will not participate in the competition."

"Ah? Master, if you can enter the top three in the horse race tomorrow, your score will be doubled."

"Mochi, you know I don't want to be selected"

"Well"

The royal family elects the crown prince and princess from among the children of eunuchs. The music, chess, calligraphy and painting are just for entertainment, and the literary and martial arts are the focus.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone had already assembled in the school field, and Zhong Kunyi, who was among the best in grades, was still ill. Everyone talked a lot:

"Before, I was fooling around, but now I think I'm afraid."

"Today's horse racing and swordsmanship are supervised by the king himself, and it's not easy to have a backstage."

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Half of the first fencing match was over, but Zhong Kunyi did not appear for a long time. Meng Zhang, who was sitting in the main seat, couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he didn't see Zhong Kunyi. He asked the steward to find out if Zhong Kunyi was sick contest.

Get ill?Could it be that the cold poison was onset early again? He glanced at King Tianshu and Meng Ying who were concentrating on watching the game, and then secretly left their seats.

I went to Zhong Kunyi's yard, and as soon as I got to the door, I saw people in a daze in the yard, not knowing what to think.

"Su Jizhi," Meng Zhang yelled and walked into the yard.

"Your Highness? See Your Highness the Crown Prince." Zhong Kunyi hurriedly saluted, "Why are you here?"

"I heard from the steward that you are sick. Is it due to the attack of cold poison? Has the doctor seen it?" Meng Zhang stared at Zhong Kunyi and asked again and again.

"Your Majesty is concerned, the grassroots are fine"

"It's good to have nothing to do, today's game is very important, let's go quickly." Meng Zhang grabbed Zhong Kunyi's sleeve, but Zhong Kunyi remained motionless.

"Su Jizhi?"

"Forgive me, Your Highness, the grassroots don't want to participate today"

"why?"

Zhong Kunyi sighed, took Meng Zhang away and grabbed her hand, "It's God's generosity to live one more day now, so why bother to do something?"

"I said, you'll be fine. You have to participate in today's competition." Meng Zhang dragged Zhong Kunyi to the school field after finishing speaking.

"Your Highness" Ling Feng rushed over as soon as he arrived at the school ground, "Your Highness, the first race is over, and the next one is the horse race."

"Hurry up, report the name of Zhong Kunyi"

"Yes" Ling Feng cupped his hands and left quickly.

"Your Highness, why are you doing this?"

Meng Zhang looked at Zhong Kunyi, who had no desires and desires, and was a little angry, "Su Jizhi, are you stupid for memorizing the memorization! I am happy with you, and you are not allowed to lose the election."

After hearing Meng Zhang's words, Zhong Kunyi was a little surprised, and then chuckled, "Your Highness, you are still young and don't know much about love. To you, it's just that you don't hate me."

"Forget it, I won't tell you"

Meng Zhang went around the school field and walked to his seat. He didn't know what he said to King Tianshu, but he actually walked to the center of the competition.

"Su Jizhi, Your Highness said that you are ill and cannot participate in the competition, so he will go out for you." Ling Feng walked up to Zhong Kunyi and patted him on the shoulder, "No one can change what Your Highness has decided on."

Zhong Kunyi watched helplessly as the thin figure got on the horse and subconsciously walked forward.

"Father, look, that's Su Jizhi." Meng Ying pointed to Zhong Kunyi at the side to show King Tianshu, "The second younger brother played for him."

King Tianshu looked at Zhong Kunyi stroking his beard and nodded, "He looks handsome, and Zhang Er has a good eye."

In a blink of an eye, everyone had already run around the racecourse a few times, and suddenly the horse under Meng Zhang ran wildly, which frightened everyone.

"His Royal Highness"

"His Royal Highness"

Ling Feng brought a few guards to help, but Meng Zhang refused to let go, "His Royal Highness, get off the horse quickly."

"Quick, protect the prince." King Tianshu was also taken aback, got up and walked out of his seat.

Seeing this, Zhong Kunyi flew forward, jumped onto Meng Zhang's horse and reined in tightly, "Your Highness, let go!"

"Don't let go, you will lose if you let go"

"Your Highness, there will be danger." Zhong Kunyi broke Meng Zhang's hand, and the horse jumped violently, and the two were thrown off the horse. Zhong Kunyi covered the back of the man's head with one hand and wrapped his arms around the waist with the other and rolled several times on the ground.

"Hmm..." Zhong Kunyi frowned and snorted, but she still hadn't let go of Meng Zhang.

"His Royal Highness"

"His Royal Highness"

"Su Jizhi, Su Jizhi" Meng Zhang crawled out of his arms and shook twice, "Su Jizhi, are you okay? Yi Cheng, please pass on the message to Yi Cheng."

"Zhang'er, are you hurt?" King Tianshu was startled when he saw Meng Zhang fall off the horse, almost revealing his true colors.

"Father, my son is fine"

Meng Zhang helped him up but felt blood on his hand, "You, where are you hurt?"

"Cao Min is fine, but his shoulder was scratched, and His Royal Highness is worried."

"Master" Gen Mochi ran in from the sidelines to help him up.

Meng Zhang looked at Zhong Kunyi and pursed his lips, "I'm sorry."

"Your Highness is serious, it's the fault of the grassroots that surprised His Highness"

King Tianshu called Yicheng to bandage him, and rewarded some things for his meritorious service in helping His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Zhong Kunyi's injury saved a few competitions, and he was free, but Meng Zhang ran to his yard every now and then to deliver things, and others were jealous but there was nothing he could do.

Every time Zhong Kunyi refused, she would be stopped by Meng Zhang with a sentence: You were injured to save me, and it is right to take care of you.

Zhong Kunyi can only laugh at Meng Zhang's waywardness.

"Su Jizhi, I don't want others to choose the princess, you must win to the end"

"Your Highness is joking"

"I'm serious, I like you, and I want you to be my princess." Meng Zhang dragged his chin and looked closely at Zhong Kunyi.

"Your Highness is joking again, you are still young"

"I know, but you want to say that I don't understand love, so tell me what is love? What is love?"

Zhong Kunyi looked at Meng Zhang with a serious face and sighed, paused for a moment and said slowly, "If you like someone, you will miss him all the time, you will think of him when you say or do anything, and you will miss him if you don't see him. If you love someone, you can give up everything for him, even life"

"I think about you all the time! Why don't you like me? Apart from being a prince, I'm not ugly. Can't you try to accept me?"

Zhong Kunyi chuckled and rubbed Meng Zhang's head, "Your Highness is excellent, but I am not so lucky."

"You said how can you like me, I will definitely do it"

Zhong Kunyi saw the person's serious appearance, so she got up and drew a picture, "If Your Highness can find this object within three days, I will promise His Highness to do my best until the end."

Meng Zhang picked up the painting and looked at it, "A jade pendant? There are still characters? A seal? Is this what you lost?"

"Yes, I accidentally lost it." Zhong Kunyi raised the corners of her lips and smiled, but Meng Zhang tightly clasped her wrist.

"Your Highness?"

"I will definitely find it back," Meng Zhang said and left quickly.

Zhong Kunyi looked at Meng Zhang's back and smiled. It took more than three days to go back and forth from Tianshu to Tianxuan even non-stop, not to mention that she didn't say who the jade pendant was.

Meng Zhang sorted out the information he got from Zhong Kunyi and ran all the way back to the East Palace, "Lingfeng, pass on the order. I've been sick for the past few days, and I won't see anyone."

"Yes"

"Tianxuan? Gongsun Qian? It turns out that the deputy minister of Tianxuan is what you're obsessed with." Meng Zhang raised the corners of his lips and smiled, went back to his room, closed the door and sat on the bed to meditate.