Thank you sir, he is still outputting!

Xie Zhao came back late at night, and he was disheveled and embarrassed. While pouring him bath water, Bingwen complained: "My lord, why are you acting like a young child who is about to reach the crown, yet you still go out at night?" Catch fireflies."

Xie Zhao untied the hairband on his head, took off his coat, and let his head full of black hair fall behind him, standing aside in a thin white underwear.

Fu Ling, who had been expressionless all day long, smiled with the fireflies, and Xie Zhao felt refreshed at the moment.Hearing Bingwen's words, he said nonsense solemnly: "You don't understand, this is the taste of literati."

Bingwen poured the water, pushed him to the side of the barrel, and teased: "The fun of catching bugs?"

Xie Zhao nodded and grinned, "Fireflies are not ordinary bugs. Just because they can emit light, they are far ahead of other bugs."

He continued to say nonsense: "What good is lighting? It can be used as an oil lamp to illuminate, and it can also teach people to be happy. When they see fireflies, people's mood will be much better——Did you not see your highness seeing fireflies?" smile from time to time."

Bingwen curled his lips: "Maybe they think it's funny to see you covered in ashes."

He sighed for Xie Zhao: "After all, you are a noble son from an aristocratic family, how can you make such a fuss. The third prince must have seen the ashes on your face and the weeds in your hair, so he smiled."

Ashes on the face and weeds in the hair?

Xie Zhao wiped his face, looked down and saw a layer of gray marks on his hands.He froze for a moment, and murmured to himself: "You don't really laugh because you see me making a fool of yourself?"

Seeing his aggrieved appearance, Bingwen couldn't help comforting him: "Don't worry, your appearance here, your unkempt appearance is much better than someone else's well-groomed appearance."

He changed the subject: "Speaking of which, are there any festivals between Mr. Pei and the third prince? At dinner today, the two of them didn't say a word, and the atmosphere was quite strange."

Speaking of this, Xie Zhao was discouraged.

He said helplessly: "I don't know what happened to these two people. I originally thought that His Highness wanted to make friends with Pei Shaonan and Liao Qingfeng, so I gathered the three of them together today. I didn't expect His Highness to look like Pei Shaonan. Something is wrong with that guy Shao Nan."

Xie Zhao was puzzled: "Could it be that something happened between these two people?"

Bingwen thought about it, but said, "I don't think it's strange."

Seeing Xie Zhao looking over curiously, Bingwen clenched his fists and coughed, imitating the appearance of those masters he had seen, deliberately lowered his voice, and tried to pretend to be reliable: "Mr. Acquaintance, although I often tease you, I still protect you these years. The identity of the third prince is there, and you asked the holy majesty to bring the third prince to Chengyuan, and Mr. Pei is naturally angry."

Xie Zhao thought it made sense, and asked him again: "What about the third prince?"

"The third prince can explain it better."

In Xie Zhao's thirsty eyes, Bingwen can be regarded as having passed his wife's addiction: "The third prince has always been estranged and indifferent to others. He doesn't see Mr. Pei very often, so it's normal to recognize him."

He snorted: "It's also thanks to you being so cheeky, who gave away piano scores and food all day long, and drank so much wine for others at the banquet, that made His Royal Highness the third prince willing to associate with you, and became Your poor confidant."

"I'm not thick-skinned."

Xie Zhao corrected him: "I am touching people with emotion."

Zhao felt that what Bingwen said was somewhat reasonable.He looked at Bingwen with a new look, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect Bingwen to see it so clearly. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers around me."

The doubts in his heart were resolved, and he was in a good mood: "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to take a bath and go to bed, and I have to get up early tomorrow to go on my way."

The five-day itinerary is indeed a bit exhausting.

Rao Xie Zhao, a young man who claims to be in good health, can't help but feel sore after riding the carriage for five days.He thought of Mr. Taibao, who was still old enough to accompany Lai Chengyuan every year, and he admired him even more.

Five days later, the Shengjia team finally arrived at the summer resort in Chengyuan.

Chengyuan Mountain Resort is located on the lowlands of the valley. It includes not only scattered palaces and other courtyards, but also gardens and hunting grounds for leisure and entertainment. The vast area of ​​the site really opened Xie Zhao's eyes.

He stood beside the lake that could not be seen far away, looked at the lotus flowers clustered on the lake not far away, and couldn't help thinking to himself: Since ancient times, there are so many people vying to be emperors, and it is not without reason.

Everyone's residence was arranged by Chen Fu.

He had seen Xie Zhao boldly begging to bring Fu Ling in front of Qin Houde, and knew that Xie Zhao and Fu Ling had a good relationship, so the courtyards for the two were very similar, only a stick of incense away.

The courtyard where Xie Zhao lives is called Zhilan Courtyard.Although the name of the yard is Zhilan, a small bamboo forest is planted in the yard.The bamboo forest blocks the window, even in the afternoon when the sun is the sunniest, the bedroom is cool and cool.

Bingwen packed his luggage, and said to Xie Zhao, "Eunuch Chen is such a rare and considerate person."

Xie Zhao was also very grateful for Chen Fu's care.

After resting for an afternoon, Xie Zhao changed into a silk robe, washed up briefly, and went to the water pavilion in the middle of the lake to attend the dinner hosted by Qin Houde.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the water pavilion in the middle of the lake was brightly lit. Xie Zhao could hear men's chatter and women's crisp laughter from a distance, intertwined and intertwined, creating an indescribably lively scene.

Xie Zhao stepped into the water pavilion and found that Pei Shaonan and Fu Ling had also arrived early.

The two sat on one side with a seat apart, one holding a wine glass and laughing at Yan Yan, an official from the Ministry of Rites beside him, while the other silently turned his head to look at the orange-yellow lake surface rendered by light and shadow, wondering what he was thinking.

Xie Zhao sat on the seat between the two, and greeted Fu Ling with a smile: "How is your Highness resting?"

Seeing Xie Zhao's arrival, a smile finally appeared in Fu Ling's eyes: "Not bad."

Xie Zhao smiled and said, "That's good."

He looked around and saw He Fangzheng sitting in a corner on the other side, with the expression that strangers should not enter all over his face, he couldn't help laughing.Knowing that the other party didn't want to talk to anyone now, he didn't go over to talk to him.

Xie Zhao looked around again, but did not see that familiar figure, bumped Pei Shaonan's arm, and asked softly, "Where is Master Liao?"

Pei Shaonan put the wine glass on the table and replied: "Master Liao is on duty tonight, so I can't make it."

Xie Zhao felt a little sympathetic to Liao Qingfeng for being on duty after five days of driving.

He sighed: "Master Liao really worked hard."

Pei Shaonan watched coldly from the sidelines, and found that he was saying words of sympathy for Liao Qingfeng's hard work, but his movements of picking up the pastries were not slow at all.

Xie Zhao slept all afternoon, already hungry.

He took a few pieces of cakes to pad his stomach, just thinking about when the Holy Spirit would arrive, when he looked up, he saw Chen Fu walking quickly into the water pavilion.

Everyone knew that he was the big celebrity in front of the Holy One, so the waterside pavilion fell silent for an instant, and everyone turned their attention to Chen Fu, quietly waiting for the holy order.

Chen Fu put the whisk on his right hand, leaned forward with a smile, and said in a soft voice: "I have worked hard for many days, and the holy dragon is not in good health, so I won't come tonight. The slave is ordered by the holy, to come to wish Enjoy your meal, everyone."

After saying this, he clapped his hands lightly, and a line of maids came into the water pavilion with various delicacies, and put the meals on the tables of each guest.

After delivering the meal, Chen Fu bent down: "The slave is still in a hurry to go back to take care of the Holy Majesty, so he retreated first."

After Chen Fu left, the noise in the pavilion quickly resumed.

This place is far away from the capital, and the Holy Majesty did not come to the banquet in person, so the guests gradually let go, and the noise of joking and playing became louder and louder.

The female relatives sat by the lake in twos and threes, chatting and feeding the fish, and chuckled from time to time; the military officers drank with their glasses, while the civil servants recited poems, and some people asked for paper and pens, and they were painting while drinking.

Xie Zhao was enjoying the delicious food in front of him, when Pei Shaonan who was on the side suddenly sighed with a smile: "If Lord Liu were here, he would blow his beard and stare, saying that everyone doesn't understand etiquette."

Xie Zhao couldn't help laughing at the thought of the always stern and unsmiling Lord Taibao helplessly facing the noisy crowd.

He asked Pei Shaonan: "Why didn't Master Liu come today?"

Pei Shaonan sighed, "I heard that Mr. Liu has suffered from heat stroke, and he is resting in his room right now."

Xie Zhao fell silent after hearing this.

In the past five days, every time he saw Mr. Taibao, he could see that he was meticulously wearing heavy and dull official uniforms. Although he was sweating profusely from the heat, the clothes were still neat and the buttons were neatly buttoned.

It is really hard not to suffer from heatstroke if you wear such thick clothes.

Xie Zhao was thinking about Master Taibao's illness, when a shadow suddenly fell in front of him.

He raised his head, and saw a girl about fifteen or sixteen in a lake blue dress standing in front of him.The girl was well-dressed and beautiful, and greeted Xie Zhao with a smile: "Master Xie, do you still remember me?"

Xie Zhao quickly remembered who this girl was.When he dragged his injured leg to the palace and was chased by the Jinwu Guard, it was the girl in front of him who handed him a basket of flower petals, which helped him hold the Jinwu Guard for a while.

He cupped his hands and bowed: "Your kindness, Xie Zhao will never forget it."

Pei Shaonan also bowed to the girl: "Princess Jingyi is well."

So this is the prince's younger sister, Princess Jingyi who is loved by the Holy One?

Xie Zhao suddenly said, "Thank you Princess Jingyi for your help that day."

When Fu Ling first came to Dayu, he lived in the palace for several years, so of course he met Jingyi.Jingyi looked at Fu Ling, and talked to him kindly: "Is the third prince in good health these few years?"

Compared with Jingyi, Fu Ling's attitude can be called perfunctory.

He lazily said: "It's better." He didn't say another word.

Jingyi obviously knew Fu Ling's temper, so she was not angry.

She turned her head, held the wine glass and said to Xie Zhao: "I would like to thank you for a drink." Before Xie Zhao had time to dissuade her, she drank it boldly and said with a reddish face, "I want to drink it in a low voice." Thank you Sir Xie for suing Feng Delin - it is because of this incident that Emperor Father did not bring that annoying imperial concubine and King Cheng this time. It is really satisfying."

She showed her disgust towards the imperial concubine and King Cheng so bluntly that Xie Zhao didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

He smiled dryly: "Don't dare to be or not, it's the credit of the entire Yushitai."

The last time I took a quick glance at the Royal Garden, Jingyi didn't fully see Xie Zhao's appearance.

Now standing in front of Xie Zhao, Jingyi looked at his exquisite facial features and fair skin, and finally understood what it means to be a young man like jade.

She looked at Xie Zhao with clear eyes for a long time, and suddenly asked Xie Zhao: "Master Xie, do you know that Father once asked if he wanted to marry you?"

Marry Princess Jingyi?

Xie Zhao opened his eyes wide unconsciously, and the smile on Pei Shaonan's face gradually disappeared.

Xie Zhao stumbled and said, "This...isn't that good?"

The sound of the ceramic cup falling to the ground is crisp and eye-catching.

Under the strange eyes of others, Fu Ling pursed his lips tightly, his brows were cold: "Sorry, I didn't hold the cup firmly." The palm of his right hand was sweating unconsciously, and he looked closely at Jingyi, and asked the next words for Xie Zhao: " ...So, how did the princess answer?"

Two blushes appeared on Princess Jingyi's face.

Fu Ling's heart sank gradually, and for a moment he felt it was difficult to breathe.

In the eyes of the three people, Jingyi lost the generous and bright beauty just now, and for the first time showed her young daughter's coquettish attitude, and replied coyly: "I said... I can't marry Mr. Xie, because I have someone I like. people."