Legend of the Orchid

Zhong Lan recognized Master's voice, and didn't know how much Master had eavesdropped on, her face turned red like a hot shrimp, she hurriedly made the bed before opening the door for Master.

Dao'an was carrying a heavy bag, and he was wearing a blue Taoist robe. Zhong Lan felt bad, and sure enough, the master was leaving.

Dao'an sighed and said: "Disciple, you hang out with Zhao Dezhao every day, and I want to say goodbye to you personally for the sake of master and apprentice, so you can do it yourself!"

Zhong Lan became anxious, grabbed the master's sleeve, and begged, "Master, can you stay first? I still have something to ask."

Dao'an's eyes fluttered, he stared at his apprentice with a half-smile, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhong Lan was afraid that the partition wall had ears, so she stuck it to her master's ear, covered her mouth with her hand and whispered something.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, An refused straight away: "No way!"

He looked at his disciple's disappointed expression, took pity on this little thing, and explained softly: "Teacher, I advise you to stop thinking about the emperor. The emperor is the son of heaven, and he has the talents of heaven and man. Your mana is enough! For example When I saved you, I couldn't control Zhao Guangyi as a teacher."

Zhong Lan was puzzled, and felt bad again: "Master, are you saying that Zhao Guangyi has the talents of heaven and man?"

Daoan nodded, and his tone finally became serious: "Maybe you should think about it, from now on, should you climb this big tree, or continue to be an enemy? Or..."

Dao'an put his head close to Zhong Lan's face, and became absurd again: "Follow me as a teacher to cultivate immortals? As a teacher, I can pass on all the mantle to you!"

Zhong Lan didn't speak, and asking him to leave the courtyard was even more difficult than winning the laurels in the Toad Palace.He also thought, since Zhao Guangyi has the talents of heaven and man, there will inevitably be a bloody battle for the throne in the palace of the Song Dynasty in the future.

Dao'an knew that his apprentice was reluctant to leave Zhao Tingjie, so he said jokingly: "Being a teacher can help you, but you have to agree to one condition for being a teacher!"

Zhong Lan's eyes lit up, Tao Hua's eyes widened, and then she heard the master say: "Give your man to the teacher."

"No!" Zhong Lan categorically refused, without any room for negotiation.

"That's one night!"

"No way!" Zhong Lan was exasperated.

"Stinky boy, you are very capable in front of your teacher! Why do you look like a soft-footed crab in front of your man!" Dao'an feigned anger, and shook his fist on top of Zhong Lan's head as if in protest. hit it down.

He closed his fists, curled his lips, and said with his chest in his arms, "Stupid boy, have you ever thought about pulling down the current emperor and replacing him with another emperor, wouldn't you be able to restore your country in the Southern Tang Dynasty? Unless you take Zhao The whole family has been wiped out, but you can kill Zhao Dezhao, are you willing?"

This touched Zhong Lan's mind, he pursed his lips tightly, his eyes dimmed again.

Dao'an secretly admired his eloquence, and tried to persuade him while the iron was hot: "Besides, if you killed Zhao Dezhao's father, can Zhao Dezhao let you go? Do you still want to have a man with you? You two can only be enemies in this life."

Zhong Lan frowned, and suddenly tightened her fists, turning him and Ting Jie into enemies, this was something he didn't want to see.

"So, as a teacher, I'd better not get involved in this matter. One day you and Zhao Dezhao are enemies, and if you reappear as a teacher, then don't blame me for stealing your man, anyway, then you will have nothing to do with him!" said While speaking, An put his face in front of Zhong Lan's nose, intending to see the frustrated look of his apprentice.

Sure enough, Zhong Lan was moved, and her tone was a little hesitant: "I will think about the restoration of the country again."

"That's right!" Dao'an smiled gratifiedly, and suddenly he remembered something, his face became serious, "Teacher, you have to be careful of old Xu Xuan."

Zhong Lan knew that Master and Teacher had a deep estrangement, but she didn't understand the reason for the deep hatred between them, so she asked in puzzlement, "Master, why are you always dissatisfied with my teacher?"

Daoan snorted from his nose, and said contemptuously: "Of course he is hateful, and I hate him as a teacher. Back then, my junior brother Li Ping persuaded Li Yu to accept the title of the Song Dynasty in order to protect you in the Southern Tang Dynasty. The dog thief Xu Xuan said that my younger brother was collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country, and asked Li Yu to put my younger brother into prison. He had a poor personality and hanged himself in prison. Later, Xu Xuan took the initiative to persuade Li Yu to go to Zhao Kuangyin, saying that the Southern Tang Dynasty was willing to accept the title of Song Dynasty. He has reason everywhere, good or bad depends on his own mouth! Such a person without principles, disciple, you still take him as a teacher?"

It was the first time Zhong Lan heard about the teacher's old affairs, and she never thought that the teacher had such a temperament. She couldn't accept it for a while, and said, "But the teacher is usually very decent..."

"Okay, okay!" Daoan waved his hands impatiently, packed his bags, and said, "I'm leaving!"

"Master!" Zhong Lan was reluctant to give up, and the end of the voice was long and coquettish, "How about leaving after the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Dao'an looked at the disciple's sincere eyes, felt soft in his heart, touched the other person's head, and said teasingly: "Mid-Autumn Festival, you are not a man who will accompany you. Being a teacher will not make fun of yourself!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and walked away, leaving Zhonglan standing there melancholy.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhao Kuangyin held a family banquet in the palace, and Zhao Tingjie naturally wanted to go, but after he went, he saw his father and his two uncles and brothers affectionately drinking wine, his brows tightened, his face darkened sink down.

Zhao Tingjie's younger brother, Zhao Defang, was quite content, and thanks to Zhao Kuangyin's love for his two brothers, his own son felt that he had no hope of succeeding to the throne. On the contrary, he was less calculating with each other and could live in harmony like ordinary brothers.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhao Tingjie didn't bother to listen to the history of his father's generation. He said that the child was sick, so he got up and left.

After returning home, he gathered the whole family together and held a family feast to appreciate the moon. After all, this festival still had to be celebrated.

Zhong Lan thought that she was going to watch the moon alone with her in the courtyard, so she was very happy, so she specially changed into a crimson robe, but before opening the door, seeing Qiu Lan like this under the moon, she felt too coquettish, so she closed the door and changed into a green robe. I know that Ting Jie likes his plain clothes.

After changing her clothes, Zhong Lan excitedly ran to Baoyue Pavilion. Baoyue Pavilion was also by the lake. In summer, the lake was covered with lotus flowers.

The night sky is bright and silver, the lake is soft, and there is a soft human voice in the window of the pavilion filled with warm yellow light. Zhong Lan's footsteps falter, like the voice of a woman laughing delicately.

Zhong Lang felt displeased, and felt that the courtyard was ruining the scenery, and when he came to Xiaoxuan after a while, he was surprised again.

It turns out that there are not only the Chen family in the Xuan, but also the three children of the court class. Even Rou'er and Lan'er sit at the bottom obediently.

Zhong Lan's brows twitched uncontrollably, her face was as cold as a clear moon, and she had the idea of ​​leaving for a moment, but Ting Jie called out: "Lan'er, come here!"

The woman named Lan'er thought that Tingjie was calling her, her eyes lit up, and she was about to get up, when she saw Tingjie staring directly at Zhong Lan, she realized that she had a wrong meaning, so she sat up straight in embarrassment, and continued to act. An obedient vase.

Zhong Lan glanced viciously at the women and children present, wishing that these people would turn into thin air and disappear. He endured his anger and sat next to the court steps, and saw that although Mrs. Chen didn't speak, there was a trace of resentment hidden in her brows and eyes. , couldn't help but sneered: "My sister is really a blessed person, she seems to have gained a lot of weight."

Chen's face can't be held back, now that the flying swallow is popular in the capital, wouldn't she be called ugly if she is fat?

When the other two women heard this, they were desperately holding back their smiles, and they heard Zhong Lan say, "Have the two sisters not been sleeping well recently? Why are the circles under their eyes dark and the fine lines around their eyes have increased a lot?"

The expressions of the two goddesses changed, and they hurriedly lowered their heads, thinking that their looks were haggard, and they were afraid that His Royal Highness Zhao would look at them with disgust.

Zhao Tingjie's eyebrows twitched, and he shouted: "Lan'er, don't talk too much!"

Li Zhonglan kept silent, her lips were pursed tightly, and her face was also tense. He just couldn't understand the airs on the court steps, it was fine to put on airs outside, but why did he have to put on airs at home, his Zhao family is not a palace!

"Mr. Chen, I heard that you are busy weaving peacock feather cloaks for the empress recently. I don't see the empress very often. It's a good move for you to show some filial piety for the empress." Only Ting Jie praised politely.

Chen's eyes suddenly brightened, she smiled gently at her husband, and said modestly: "This is what a concubine should do." But the corners of her mouth were bent to the sky, I don't know how happy she is.

Zhong Lan looked at this scene with contempt already in his eyes. He also knew that because the queen was one year younger than Ting Jie, she knew how to avoid suspicion and made up reasons for not seeing Ting Jie. Could it be that the identity of mother and child could not stop the ethics?God knows what the Zhao family is thinking all day long!

He glanced at the courtyard again, and then at the three children. The youngest of them, Zhao Weigu, was over four years old and had to be looked after by a wet nurse. The queen became suspicious, and now this Dengtuzi still has to act like the head of the family, what does Li Zhonglan think of him, is he a concubine!

Just as he was thinking wildly, a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake fell into the wine glass in front of him, and the wine spilled out and splashed all over his face.

Zhong Lan glared at the perpetrator. It turned out to be Zhao Weiji, the second son of Ting Jie. This kid had an arrogant face, obviously ordered by someone, and was winking at him right now.

Zhong Lan hated him so much that he couldn't give this kid a run for his money due to the large number of people. If Zhao Weiji troubled him again, he would scare the crap out of him again.

He was threatening Zhao Weiji with his eyes, but his sight was blocked by the court steps. The court steps were frowning, obviously dissatisfied with Zhong Lan's barking teeth and claws: "Lan'er, what are you doing?"

Li Zhonglan couldn't bear the pickle anymore, and said bluntly: "I don't feel well, I want to go back to my room to rest!"

Unexpectedly, Ting Jie refused directly: "No!"

Zhong Lan's heart was so angry that he didn't care what Zhao Tingjie thought, but he just wanted to get up and go out.

The sleeves were grabbed suddenly, Zhong Lan waved her sleeves irritably, trying to shake off the courtyard steps, a sharp wind of palm flew towards Zhong Lan's face sonorously and forcefully.

Zhao Tingjie hit him!The blood on Li Zhonglan's face faded, leaving only five bright red fingerprints.

This was the first time Zhao Tingjie slapped him in the face, and Zhao Tingjie slapped him again because of his disobedience!And slapped him in the face!

Zhong Lan thought he would roar angrily, but his eyes were red with tears rolling down his cheeks. He stared at the steps in disbelief with an extremely aggrieved expression.

The tears gathered more and more, and Zhong Lan ran away in a hurry. He didn't want to cry in front of others, let alone being felt that he was beaten and cried.

Zhao Tingjie stood there blankly, full of remorse, he didn't know what happened to him, he was always calm and calm, why did he completely lose his shape in front of Lan'er, and became a loser who couldn't control his emotions?

"Look, mother, there are so many boats on the lake!" At this moment, Zhao Weiji exclaimed happily. After all, it is a child, and the attention is easily attracted by novelty.

But his father's face was so ugly that Zhao Weiji didn't dare to go out to watch the fun, so he had to drag his mother Chen to hint to his father.

Zhao Tingjie came back to his senses and led everyone out of Xiaoxuan to the lake.

On the quiet lake, light boats exude warm yellow light, decorating the night like splashed ink.The water was rippling, and the boat carried the hope of reunion and was taken to the distance. The bright candlelight illuminated the faces of everyone. Everyone was infected by the festive atmosphere. They gradually forgot the unhappiness just now and showed joyful smiles instead.

Only Zhao Tingjie looked at the lantern boats sadly. It is a custom in Jiangnan to set off lantern boats during the Mid-Autumn Festival. These boats were originally prepared for Zhong Lan, but Lan Er couldn't see them tonight.