Five-year enthronement three-year simulation

Ever since Mingjing came back, Kunning Palace has completely turned into a medicine jar womb.

The so-called good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease, and what Baicao Valley brings out is naturally the best medicine among good medicines, which is simply miserable.

According to Zhao Mingtan, with this mouthful, she could almost become a fairy on the spot.

However, Ming Jing did what he said, and he was willing to give up after staring at her every time he drank it up. Ming Tan couldn't do anything wrong now, so he could only squeeze his nose and drink the medicine obediently, and then go to Lin Shurong to complain.

"My third brother is good everywhere, but he is too honest."

After finally finishing today's government simulation booklet, Ming Tan sat in the pavilion with curtains and burning charcoal pots, sighed, and threw the emerald jade bean cake that Lin Shurong brought her into his mouth, his eyes sparkled, " So sweet!"

"Ever since my mother knew that His Highness is fond of sweets, she has always deliberately added a few spoonfuls of honey." Lin Shurong poured tea for her to relieve her tiredness, and looked at Ming Tan who was squinting in front of him like a full-fledged kitten. , showing a thoughtful expression.

"Your Highness," she hesitated after a while, "Have you gained weight?"

"...???"

Ming Tan was shocked, and slapped his cheeks with his hands, almost falling off the stool, "What? I didn't!"

Lin Shurong hastily stretched out her hand to support her, and looked at her for a moment, pursing the corners of her lips, and said with a smile, "You're just getting fat."

Ming Tan doesn't believe it!Ming Tan is angry!Mingtan pupil earthquake!

Ming Tan quickly picked up another piece of bean cake, swallowed it in one gulp, and moved the snack towards him as if protecting food, and said very vigilantly: "I am either taking medicine or doing homework every day, you can't take it Take away the last of my happiness!"

"..."

Lin Shurong sighed speechlessly, stretched out his hand and flexed his fingers, and gently tapped the childish little princess on the head.

"It's the twelfth lunar month, and the New Year's banquet will be held in the palace soon," she reminded, shaking her head, "If Your Highness takes advantage of this stall and eats fatter, he won't be able to wear nice clothes..."

After she said this, Ming Tan's eyes widened, just like waking up from a dream, he pulled off the arm that was knocked on his forehead by the other party, and shouted: "New Year's banquet!"

"Yes," Lin Shurong didn't expect her to be so excited, he was confused and said in a daze, "New Year's Eve banquet, concubines and concubines will perform, and young princes and princesses will inevitably show their faces in front of the imperial court..."

"But I don't know anything! Do I want to perform a 3-minute swearing without repetition on stage?"

Ming Tan grabbed Lin Shurong's arm and shook it vigorously, and said frantically, "Ah, Qingqing, save me!"

Ever since letting go of the river lantern that time, Mingtan would call her "Qingqing" from time to time in private.Sometimes it's deliberate teasing, sometimes it's acting like a spoiled child, and sometimes it's asking for Lin Shurong like now.

And being called a lot, the latter's attitude towards this address has gradually changed from awkwardness to habit, and he can even raise his eyebrows slowly, and said leisurely: "How do you want me to save you, Your Highness?"

"Teach me a quick one-time talent!" Ming Tan clasped his hands together, speaking earnestly, "Miss Lin is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is proficient in poetry and songs. Help me with the little favor of the New Year banquet, Presumably it’s still a no-brainer, right?”

"Well, if it's a New Year's Eve banquet performance, of course the bells, drums, zithers and zithers are the most important."

Lin Shurong lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then glanced at Ming Tan's big and flickering eyes, and said solemnly: "However, with His Highness's aptitude..."

Ming Tan looked forward to asking: "How about my qualifications?"

"The lesser of two evils," Lin Shurong said deeply, "Why don't you think about it, Your Highness, and show off your ability to swear."

"..."

In the middle of winter and the twelfth lunar month, it is the time when the red plums bloom and the snow is frosty.

Although Yaohuaxuan lived in a corner of the deep palace, a few cinnabar plums were miraculously planted outside the window.Looking out from the inside of the hall, one can clearly see that the crimson petals have been trembling slightly in the cold wind for a long time, although they were about to be blown off several times, they still held onto the branches firmly and refused to fall easily.

A woman with a stunning appearance was leaning against the window, raised her phoenix eyes, and had a panoramic view of this scene, she couldn't help but murmured in a low voice:

"I'd rather die with the incense sticks on the branches than blown into the north wind..."

"Mother concubine?"

The old palace door was pushed open with a "squeak", Ming Zhao walked into the room with a porcelain bowl, saw the window was wide open, and said anxiously: "It's freezing outside, why are you admiring plum blossoms again?" gone?"

Guiren Ying was startled for a moment, just about to say something, but suddenly felt a tickle in his throat, immediately raised his hand to cover his lips, and coughed lowly uncontrollably.

Mingzhao rushed forward in a few steps, stretched out his hand to help her back, and said half distressed and half blamed: "You are already suffering from the cold, how can you blow the cold wind easily? If the disease is more serious, it is not These few medicines can be settled..."

Mrs. Ying coughed for a long time, and it wasn't until her cheeks became slightly red that she finally breathed a sigh of relief, waved her hands and said, "The medicinal materials sent by Princess Nine are very good, and they are much better than those from the Imperial Hospital. Zhao'er needn't worry. "

"But no matter how good the medicine is, it can't stop the mother concubine from ruining her body like this..."

"Okay." Lady Ying coughed twice again, and said in a stern tone, "Concubine Mother has her own sense of proportion, so you can rest assured."

Ming Zhao trembled, and immediately fell silent.

Mrs. Ying glanced at her cowardly appearance, said nothing, just drank the medicinal soup in the bowl, and asked in a gentle voice, "How are you preparing for the New Year's banquet?"

"...Zhaoer has mastered the tune."

"Well, that's right." Honorable Ying nodded slightly, and said calmly, "After noon, you and concubine mother can rehearse outside."

Ming Zhao was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "This year, the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not send over new winter clothes. If the mother and concubine froze to death—"

"Do as I say."

Ying Guiren's complexion was slightly gloomy, and as soon as he put the medicine bowl in his hand on the table, there was a crisp sound of "clang".

"Emperor Dezhen also practiced dancing in the snow," she raised her head and said calmly, "Could it be that others can do it, but you and I can't?"

It is recorded in the previous dynasty that Emperor Dezhen regained his favor from the cold palace in the past, taking the meaning of "the door has been opened", and when he was named concubine Chen, he once performed with his eldest daughter at the annual banquet.

The princess played the zither, and the concubine Chen danced to the sound. The song "He Chun Tai Ping Le" swayed the audience. On the spot, he won the love of the former emperor who had lost his wife for a year, and soon made her his successor.

Now, the song that Ying nobleman wants to perform with Ming Zhao at the annual banquet is precisely this "He Chun Tai Ping Le".

"...Zhaoer knows."

Ming Zhao lowered his head, sighed slightly in his heart, and finally closed his mouth.

Anyway, the concubine mother always has her own opinions.

Anyway, Concubine Mu... never took her words to heart.

In the depths of winter, the upper study room sympathizes with the hard work of His Highnesses and accompanying young masters and ladies, and specially shortens the daily teaching time greatly.This also happened to be convenient for Ming Tan to learn piano with Lin Shurong.

Ming Jing has officially joined the household department recently, and has to handle official duties in Kunning Palace every day.Ming Tan was afraid of disturbing her third brother, so he agreed with Lin Shurong that after school, the two of them would go to the Shangle Bureau to pick up the piano, and then practice in the specially designed palace.

So one star has passed.

"Zheng-"

After Ming Tan hooked the last string, he opened his eyes after the tail sound dissipated, looked at Lin Shurong who was sitting peacefully across the room with a smile on his face, and said complacently, "How am I playing?"

Lin Shurong blinked, and pretended to be profound: "The song "Shenren Chang" chosen by His Highness is naturally quite suitable..."

Legend has it that "Shenren Chang" was written by Tang Yao, one of the "Five Emperors", and it was named after the meaning of "God and Man Happiness".This piece has a long history and clear syllables. It was called "the sound of gods" in ancient times. It is really appropriate to play it at the New Year's banquet to pray for good weather in the new spring. *

"Who asked you this!" Ming Tan saw that she was deliberately answering irrelevant questions, and immediately pulled the strings unhappily, "Compared to seven days ago, have I made much progress?"

"That's really a lot of effort." Lin Shurong smiled and said slowly, "After all, seven days ago, Your Highness couldn't even tell the beginning and the end of the guqin..."

Ming Tan's face darkened, as if he wanted to throw Qin to the other party's face.

"Cough. I won't tease you anymore."

Seeing that the little princess was staring at him, showing signs of a fit, Lin Shurong immediately put away his joking expression, and praised earnestly: "Your Highness, together with Le Li, is really talented, and he played this song in just a few days. It is beyond my expectation!"

This is true.

In his previous life, after Ming Tan had worked for a long time and had some spare money, he also studied the piano seriously for a period of time in order to relieve stress and develop expertise.

But unexpectedly, apart from the company's annual meeting, this craft also played a big role in Tiancheng Dynasty, saving her dog's life before the New Year's Eve dinner.

Finally hearing Miss Lin's praise as he wished, Ming Tan snorted softly, stretched his arms lazily, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Then let's practice here today?"

Lin Shurong glanced at the sky outside the window, nodded slightly, called the two court ladies of Shangle Bureau waiting outside, and told them to send the piano back, and then stepped out of the hall with Ming Tan.

The Shangle Bureau is the official office in charge of large and small banquets, singing and dancing performances in the palace. There are many internal warehouses for storing various musical instruments.This place is usually a deserted place, and generally no one sets foot here, so the two chatted while walking through these small palaces.

Not long after they left, when they passed by the palace where the pipa was placed, they suddenly heard a sharp "clang" sound from one of the rooms, which immediately attracted the attention of Rong Tan and the others.

"What is that sound?"

Lin Shurong frowned, just about to answer, but suddenly stopped.

When the two heard it at the same time, a female voice suddenly came from the room, her tone was like a ghost, and she was muttering in a low voice: "Wen Jieyu, Wen Jieyu, I didn't intend to harm you... If you die Under the spring, I have become a life-threatening ghost, but you must remember that there is a wrong and a debt, and you must never come back to find me..."

——Wait, does it sound familiar?

Ming Tan took a breath, narrowed his eyes subconsciously, recalled carefully for a moment, and suddenly remembered where he had heard this voice.

... Coincidentally.If I don't go to the mountain, the mountain will come to me.

She relaxed, sighed lazily, grabbed Lin Shurong's sleeve casually, raised her head and smiled at the vigilant latter, and said kindly, "Girl, I see your bones are amazing, you are upright, are you interested... ...will you join me in fighting for justice?"

The author has something to say: *: There are references in "Shen Ren Chang".