Master, the prince please

78

Two days and two nights passed, and the quiet dawn bit the lips of the night, spilling the light of dawn.

Cheng Shun raised his head from the table, he nodded in satisfaction, then put down the book and stretched his waist.

The floor, table, and seats in the room were all covered with draft paper. The handwriting on the paper showed the master's intelligence. The big answer was drawn in a circle, and Cheng Shun succeeded.

He picked up the book and ran out.

It was still the decayed palace wall, the sound of the zither, and the thin figure, sitting upright on the futon, stroking the strings with his fingertips, and the melodious music flowed out from his fingertips.

Cheng Shun couldn't bear to interrupt him, so he stood by and listened quietly. When the piano sounded, Ting Zhi raised his head, "Cheng Shun." He called out.

Cheng Shun was so excited that he ran over and hugged Ting Zhi's thigh, "Uncle Huang! Guess! Guess what good thing happened to me?"

Ting Zhi let him sway her body, "What's the matter?" just like a little adult.

"Look!" Cheng Shun proudly took out the book and the things he made and waved them in front of Ting Zhi's eyes.

Ting Zhi took it and looked at it, with a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, "Congratulations, Cheng Shun, you have solved another problem in the world." Then he saluted Li Changying and left.

After leaving the door, Ting Zhi didn't say a word, but walked quickly in front, Cheng Shun staggered behind, his short legs almost couldn't keep up.

"Hey! Uncle Huang! Where are you going? Slow down, I can't keep up!" Cheng Shun shouted from behind.

Ting Zhi stopped, turned her head and stretched out her hand, "Hurry up."

Cheng Shun was intoxicated by the smile in the sun, and unconsciously ran up and put his little hand into Ting Zhi's.

"Uncle Huang! Where are we going?" Cheng Shun shook Ting Zhi's arm.

"You will know when you go." Ting Zhi said.

After walking for a while, the road became more and more familiar. Cheng Shun looked at the scenery along the way and asked, "Little Huang Shu! What are we doing in the Imperial Dining Room?"

Ting Zhi didn't answer, and went straight to the back kitchen.

When the chef saw the prince and the emperor's grandson coming, he hurriedly put down his work and lined up on both sides to welcome them.

"My lord, His Royal Highness, I don't know why you two are here?" asked the head chef.

Ting Zhi replied politely: "Chef, I want to lend you a pot and stove."

Of course, the head chef was afraid of accidents, so he politely refused him, but Ting Zhi still didn't give up, "Let me in."

The chef said helplessly: "My lord, the inside is messy and dangerous. Just tell us what you want to eat!"

Ting Zhi continued patiently: "I want to use the pot and stove, so I ask the head chef to be more accommodating."

The head chef winked a bit, but this time he saw that Ting Zhi's expression had begun to grow impatient, so he hurried out of the way and said, "My lord, please! If you need it, please tell me!"

Ting Zhi smiled as a response.

After entering, Ting Zhi's performance was unbelievable. He lit the fire, poured oil, chopped vegetables and stewed vegetables, all without any trouble. He didn't look like a prince in the deep palace, but like a villager in the mountains.

"Uncle Huang! What are you going to do?" Cheng Shun asked.

"It must have taken a lot of time for you to solve that world problem. You probably didn't sleep for days and nights. You must be starving. Eat the meal I cooked!" Ting Zhi said to himself.

Cheng Shun's big eyes were already filled with tears, he rushed forward and hugged Ting Zhi's waist, "Uncle Huang..."

Ting Zhi stiffened and stopped his movements.

"Chengshun, let's go out and play! You'll be fine soon." Ting Zhi said.

The dialogue between the two is as sweet as a bosom friend for more than ten years.

Cheng Shun hung on Ting Zhi's body and couldn't get off, "I don't, I want to stay with my little uncle!" Ting Zhi couldn't breathe.

Finally, Ting Zhi struggled and said: "Chengshun, if you really want to treat me well, you can let me go! Otherwise, you will never see me again...cough cough!"

However, Chengshun didn't feel that he had misunderstood his weight, and he was completely unwilling to leave Tingzhi for half a step.

In this way, Ting Zhi cooked some small dishes and served noodles. He brought these meals to a quiet garden, and Cheng Shun hung on Ting Zhi's body like a koala, following followed him into the garden.

Cheng Shun ate without image, Ting Zhi watched quietly from the side, the climbing roses behind him were in full bloom, and one or two thrushes came out and in between the thick leaves, singing beautiful music.

After eating, Cheng Shun touched his round belly and looked at Ting Zhi with a smile, "My little uncle treats me the best! Now, come, little uncle, come and give me a kiss!"

Ting Zhi was overwhelmed by his words, "Forget it!"

Cheng Shun closed his eyes and said, "Come on! Little Uncle Huang~"

Ting Zhi glared at him, looking at him like a fool, and when Cheng Shun opened his eyes, he saw Ting Zhi with a silent and puzzled expression, and couldn't help feeling worried: My little emperor uncle When can I have a girlfriend?

Children, don't worry, you are only six or seven years old after all.

"Uncle Huang, what are you learning when you go to that ruined palace every day?" Cheng Shun asked casually.

Ting Zhi paused, to see if there was anyone around, and after confirming that it was safe, Ting Zhi whispered in Cheng Shun's ear, "Learn the piano." Itchy ears.

"Then what tune have you learned? I want to hear it!" Cheng Shun said coquettishly.

Ting Zhi looked at him apologetically, "Do you want to hear it? But I can't let my concubine know that I learn piano. If I play here, it will spread to other people's ears."

Cheng Shun didn't listen to his explanation, because he really wanted to see his little uncle's ability.

"No~ No~ Little Emperor~ Please, just once, okay? Just this time~ If you don't play the piano for me, I won't talk to you! Hmph!"

Ting Zhi looked at him dotingly and felt very cute, so she couldn't help pinching Cheng Shun's little cheek, but the side that was pinched soon turned red and slightly bulged.

As a senior weeping bag, the eldest grandson of Emperor Chengshun cried as expected.

"Wow-wow-" That's called a pear blossom with rain, miserable and desolate!

Ting Zhi couldn't stand Cheng Shun crying the most, so he quickly covered his mouth and motioned him not to cry, but Cheng Shun struggled and cried even harder.

"Okay, okay! I'll play, can't I play the piano for you?" Ting Zhi had no choice but to admit defeat.

The crying stopped abruptly, did he really get tricked?

Without a qin at hand, Cheng Shun proposed to get Li Changying's, but Ting Zhi refused, "Master said that this time is his alone time, and he should not disturb his old man."

Ting Zhi secretly took out the piano from Concubine Ying's place.

Sit still, take a deep breath, and feel the soul of the piano.

Ting Zhi's fingertips plucked the strings of the piano, and also plucked Cheng Shun's heartstrings, the little Huangshu is the little Huangshu, so perfect!

Ting Zhifang played the qin and wanted to be in Mount Tai. Cheng Shun was fascinated by it, and said, "This part is played well! I seem to see a majestic mountain standing in front of me." Cheng Shun's voice was very soft, without disturbing, Ting Zhi didn't look back either.

The tones are changing, the pavilions and branches are playing the qin, and the ambition is in the big river. Cheng Shun closed his eyes and said to himself, "Wow! What a big and wide river, the vastness of the river, the endless horizon, wonderful!"

Tingzhi ends with a song, a life with a song, and a confidant in a life.

"People in the world say that the eldest grandson of the emperor is illiterate, and he can't get in oil and salt, but I think you have lofty aspirations, and you have heaven and earth in your heart!" Ting Zhi sighed.

At this moment, his heart was extremely pleasantly surprised, almost trembling. His soul had never been so close to a person, and his thoughts had never been so understood by anyone.

"Cheng Shun!" Ting Zhi called him.

Cheng Shun was puzzled, "Uncle Huang, are you alright?"

Ting Zhi said: "It's okay, it's okay, you're so kind."

Cheng Shun was even more baffled, and then he thought of something again, and smiled slyly, "Hello? Then... Little Uncle Huang, why don't you give me a kiss..."

Ting Zhi: "...Get lost."

Cheng Shun touched Yuan Yuan's belly, "I'm too full to roll."

Ting Zhi threatened: "I will send you to Aunt Yun."

Hearing this, Cheng Shun hurriedly got up and cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and carefully wiped the Baoqin in the pavilion, muttering: "Little Huangshu, Xiaohuangshu, please, please don't put the I brought it to her, I've had enough of her, I don't want to be a fool..."

"Who called me? Oh! His Royal Highness... I'm coming!" A loud voice came from a distance, and it was no need to guess who it was.

The two turned their heads and saw that it was indeed Yun Ya.She was accompanied by a noble woman.

As soon as Ting Zhi looked at the person, his face turned pale instantly, and he hurriedly stood in front of the piano, unable to stand firmly on his feet.

Princess Yunya and Concubine Ying came over chatting and laughing, seeing the two children sitting upright, Yunya asked: "His Royal Highness, the grandson of the emperor, is usually invincible, why is he so cute today?"

His Royal Highness Cheng Shun would never tell her the fact that he was afraid of killing Concubine Ying.

Before Princess Yunya came to mention Chengshun, Concubine Ying's tone suddenly became cold, "Tingzhi," she said.

Ting Zhi stood there without moving, sweat dripping from his forehead.Cheng Shun looked up at him, and wanted to go forward to explain, but was held back by Ting Zhi.

Concubine Ying said again: "Ting Zhi." She didn't say anything, and Ting Zhi knew what she meant, but Ting Zhi still didn't budge this time.

The atmosphere was extremely cold.

"Tingzhi! Give the piano to Concubine Mother!" Concubine Ying ordered.

Ting Zhi tried his best to keep this piano, but he hasn't taken it all over the world yet.

"Mother Concubine, please, don't." Ting Zhi knelt down, holding the Baoqin in his hand, which was given by the empress.

Concubine Ying snatched it away, with a ferocious expression on her face and hatred in her eyes. She picked up the piano and was about to throw it to the ground. It was the first time Yunya saw Concubine Ying who lost her composure. It didn't occur to me to help them.

Ting Zhi cried and hugged Concubine Ying's leg, "Concubine Mother! Concubine Mother! No! Concubine Mother! My son is obedient, my son is obedient! Mother——"

Concubine Ying became even more angry, "I told you not to cry!" Ting Zhi never cried.

Ting Zhi hastily wiped away her tears, "Mother... Concubine mother, I am obedient, don't drop the piano, I will never touch the piano again! Concubine mother, I beg you!"

Concubine Ying looked at him indifferently, Ting Zhi said: "I am willing to use these two hands to resist."

If there is a violation, you must cut off your hands.

After hearing this, Concubine Ying put down the Baoqin slowly, her face couldn't tell whether she was relaxed or more heartbroken, she turned and left, and Ting Zhi stood in the garden with Baoqin in her arms for a long time...