High Ridge Flower Rescue Project

Sure enough, after he finished that sentence with the old emperor, the old emperor's expression suddenly became very exciting.

He looked like he wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

Xi Hua guessed it was because the old emperor hadn't been drinking now, so he couldn't say anything about robbing his son.

After that, the old emperor obviously became less interested, and after a perfunctory play of fatherly kindness and filial piety, he left with the eunuchs around him.

After seeing off the old emperor, Xi Hua only felt refreshed, even the air in the hall was much fresher.

"His Royal Highness is rarely so happy."

Si Qin directed the palace staff to arrange the food and said something with a smile.

Xi Hua touched his face, "Is it so obvious?"

He thought, it really was because the old emperor was too annoying.

But after sitting down, Xi Hua looked at a table of food with clear soup and little water, and suddenly became unhappy again.

Although the cooks in the palace are very skilled,

Although this meal looks like a clear soup with little water, the ingredients are very precious,

Although the taste of each dish is not bad...

But Xi Hua just had no appetite.

He barely drank a small bowl of soup, and then signaled Si Qin to take it all away.

"Laifu, go for a walk outside with Gu."

Laifu was a eunuch in Tai's womb.

Xi Hua didn't recognize anyone either. Anyway, it seems that Fu and Si Qin have appeared the most these days, so if you need anything, you should just look for them.

After eating, get up and take a walk, this is Xi Hua's minimum exercise requirement for himself.

"Do you want to add a coat, Your Highness?"

Now it's autumn, as the saying goes, one autumn rain and one cool, but Laifu dare not be careless at all.

Xi Hua has already slowly walked to the door, "Well, take it first."

The area of ​​the East Palace is quite large, but all the plants in the yard are evergreen plants, and none of them will bloom.

The reason, of course, is that the crown prince is weak and cannot see pollen...

Xi Hua walked slowly in front, and the palace servants behind followed behind carrying a chariot not too far away, ready for the crown prince to use at any time.

In fact, they were right.

Xi Hua only walked for about 10 minutes, and stopped before even leaving the gate of the East Palace.

Seeing this, Laifu hurriedly waved back, and several young eunuchs rushed over carrying the chariot.

The privileged class——

Xi Hua sighed in his heart.

Fortunately, he is now a prince. If such a poor health were placed in the homes of ordinary people, he probably wouldn't be able to survive.

"Where does your Highness want to go?"

Laifu asked with a smile from below.

Xi Hua propped his head, he was not familiar with the palace, he wanted to look around purely out of curiosity.

So he casually pointed in a direction, "Go there."

......

Zhao Shize came to the palace today to tell the old emperor that he wants to go back.

To be honest, when he didn't come to the capital, he was still a little wary and awed.After all, the Great Wei Dynasty has been established for more than two hundred years. Although it is not as good as before, there are still three catties of iron in the broken ship.

It's just that these days, the old emperor is fatuous and incompetent, addicted to wine and sex, and he didn't even go to court.

The whole capital is going up and down, and the sound of debauchery is everywhere.

And the courtiers below are basically mediocre people, that is, a Lin Xiang needs to be more afraid.

As for the Crown Prince of Great Wei...

Zhao Shize felt even more disdainful.

It is said that he is a sick child, who has been soaked in medicine pots since he was a child, and has never even been out of the palace.

Zhao Shize has been in Beijing for the past few days, and he has visited the palace many times, and he has participated in many banquets, large and small. Anyway, he never saw the prince once.

Once he wanted to visit the East Palace on a whim, but he was stopped, saying that the crown prince needs to recuperate due to his illness and see no visitors...

Zhao Shize thought, such a person might not survive until the death of the old emperor.

But that's fine too.

And save him some trouble.

A smile appeared on Zhao Shize's face. He was really, really looking forward to that day.

Looking up and seeing a guard of honor passing by, Zhao Shize asked casually, "Who is that in front?"

The palace man looked at it carefully for a long time, and said with some uncertainty: "It seems to be, His Royal Highness..."

Zhao Shize raised his eyebrows, that sick prince?

This is really a coincidence, I ran into it as soon as I thought of it.

Zhao Shize suddenly became interested.

The crown prince is ill and usually hides in the house like a boudoir lady, but he wants to see what the crown prince looks like.

"Let's go, let's take a look. After all, it's really hard to justify not seeing His Highness the Crown Prince once in so many days."

The prince's team didn't leave fast, Zhao Shize caught up in a while.

Sitting in a sedan chair was so slow, Zhao Shize felt even more contemptuous.

"Your Highness, it is King Jing'an."

The moment Zhao Shize appeared, Lai Fu reminded him in a low voice.

It is possible for the crown prince not to know these things while living in the Eastern Palace, but these servants must remember them.

After Xi Hua came, he made a sudden surprise on many complicated relationships between characters, among which he was very impressed with King Jing'an.

The only king with a different surname in the Great Wei Dynasty has guarded the northern border for generations. This generation of King Jing'an was taken to the battlefield at the age of ten.

The previous old King Jing'an passed away not long ago, and after the young King Jing'an inherited the title, he was required to go to Beijing to see Xie En as a rule.

This also explained why Zhao Shize appeared here.

But according to the time, it is almost time for King Jing'an to go back to his northern Xinjiang.

Xi Hua thought it was just a coincidence that they met today, and signaled the palace servants to stop.

He looked at Zhao Shize, the northern border was remote, and it was a place of bitter cold all year round.

Therefore, the appearance of this King Jing'an is not the type of Mr. Pianpian sought after in Beijing, but rather tougher and rougher.

When Xi Hua was observing Zhao Shize, Zhao Shize was also looking at him.

In fact, according to Zhao Shize's original thinking, he must have ridiculed the sick prince.

It's just that when he saw His Highness the Crown Prince, Zhao Shize suddenly couldn't speak those words again.

He has been in the capital for so many days, and he has met many princes and noble daughters of aristocratic families.

It's just that in Zhao Shize's view, all of these people are very hypocritical, and they don't have the heroic spirit of Beijiang at all.

The only one that caught Zhao Shize's eyes was Lin Fanqing.

It's just that His Royal Highness gives people a completely different feeling from Lin Fanqing.

Although Lin Fanqing looked frail, he was proud of himself.

Xiao Xiao is solemn, bright and clear, he is a real gentleman like jade.

But His Royal Highness...

Zhao Shize looked at the face that was probably not as big as his own palm.

The eyebrows and eyes are as delicate as the people in the painting, and there is a sickness around the whole body, which feels like it will shatter if touched.

Standing in front of this prince, it seems that speaking loudly has become a fault.

Zhao Shize subconsciously straightened his body and became restrained.

He stared at Xi Hua, "You are the prince?"

This question is very unruly, but he is the king of Jing'an, and the entire northern part of the Wei Dynasty is guarded by him.

So Xi Hua just smiled slightly,

"King Jing'an."

Zhao Shize felt uncomfortable when he laughed.

The little prince felt soft when he smiled, like...

Zhao Shize searched his stomach for a long time, like, like steamed white flour steamed buns during the Chinese New Year!

He moved his fingers, wanting to poke the little prince's face.

Xi Hua was going to say hello and leave, but seeing that Zhao Shize was still standing here, he couldn't figure out what this King Jing'an was going to do for a while, so he had to continue chatting.

"How is King Jing'an recently?"

Zhao Shize sighed in his heart, the little prince's voice was so weak that he was like a kitten.

"All good, very good!"

Zhao Shize is telling the truth.

His throne with a different surname is high and powerful, and no one in Beijing dared not give him face, and many people even secretly expressed their favor to him.

Zhao Mingze looked at the little prince, feeling a little regretful all of a sudden.

Maybe it was because the little prince looked completely harmless, and even closed his eyes unexpectedly, Zhao Mingze's attitude subconsciously improved a little.

"Where are you going, Your Highness?"

......

Zhao Qi, the guard who followed King Jing'an, felt that his prince was a little strange today.

As King Jing'an's confidant, he naturally knew his prince's thoughts about the world.

I also know that my prince looks down on the current royal family.

But just looking at the prince's attitude towards the little prince, it doesn't seem to be the case...

He couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, aren't we going to say goodbye to His Majesty?"

Zhao Mingze smacked his lips, "I won't go."

He felt that the little prince was quite interesting today, so he was not in a hurry to return to northern Xinjiang.

"It's not too late for us to go back after a while."

Zhao Qi lowered his head and said nothing in silence, thinking that just a day ago, you said that your bones were loose after staying in the capital, so you have to go back quickly.

With his hands behind his back, Zhao Mingze selectively forgot what he said before.

He was still thinking about the little prince.

"Let's go back and ask someone to investigate our Highness the Crown Prince, and ask for more details."

Zhao Mingze narrowed his eyes, feeling that he had been in the capital for so many days, and it was only now that he became more interesting.

......

After finally getting rid of King Jing'an, Xi Hua's expression was completely bewildered.

Who said that this King Jing'an is extremely powerful and difficult to get close to?

He almost didn't follow him back to the East Palace just now.

And if I remember correctly, this should be the first time they met, right?

Xi Hua had never seen such a familiar person.

What's more, King Jing'an's proper arrangement of power ministers is in the case of the king's moral failure, so it's hard for Xi Hua not to think about it.

Because of the sudden incident of King Jing'an, Xi Hua lost the interest to hang out.

After returning to the East Palace, Xi Hua slept on the bed, staring at the yellow curtain above his head in a daze.

In the last world, he could still play games when he had nothing to do, but now he has nothing.

Moreover, he is now in the palace and the other is outside the palace, so it is not easy to meet him.

He stayed in the last world for decades without feeling bored, but here, it's only been a few days?

Xi Hua sighed deeply again.

I don't know if God heard Xi Hua's heartfelt voice.

Early the next morning, Lin Fanqing came over.

Xi Hua tried hard to open his sleepy eyes, and then he got a piece of news.

His mission target suddenly became his teacher, and he was about to start teaching him knowledge.

Xi Hua: "..."

Xi Hua felt like throwing up.

But thinking that Lin Fanqing could win the first prize, it was because the old emperor saw that he was good-looking, so he was forced to be reduced to the No. [-] prize.

Of course, it doesn't matter if you are the number one scholar or Tanhua, if you just come to teach yourself, it is more than enough...

But why are you so awkward!

In the last world, he accompanied Shen Yuanyan to university for several years.

There is no school in this world to let him go, but it turned out to be one-on-one make-up lessons?

Xi Hua's expression was complicated, and his mood was even more complicated.

Here, after Lin Qingfan simply asked Xi Hua a few questions, the filter of benevolence, generosity, and future Mingjun was completely shattered.

He looked at His Highness the Crown Prince who was shaking his head like a rattle, and felt that he needed to slow down.

It was hard for me to rebuild my mind,

Lin Fanqing asked with some difficulty: "So, Your Highness doesn't know all of this?"

Xi Hua lowered his head and twisted his fingers, and said in a low voice, "Gu's health is not good, so he didn't go to school..."

He thought to himself, in his last world, he studied finance and not literature!

How could he know these four books and five classics, classics and historical classics!

Lin Fanqing: "..."

He sighed, seeing His Royal Highness looking down cautiously, he couldn't say anything.

It is important for the prince to study, but as His Highness himself said, his health is too poor to finish his studies well.

Lin Qingfan comforted Xi Hua in turn, saying, "Your Highness, don't worry, it's not too late to learn now."

He paused, and asked a little cautiously, "Your Highness, can you use a pen?"

Xi Hua finally stopped shaking his head.

Lin Fanqing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then please write a few words on the paper, Your Highness."

Xi Hua picked up the pen confidently.

He practiced calligraphy in the last world!

After writing a few big characters eloquently, Xi Hua raised his head to ask for praise.

But Lin Fanqing's handsome brows were slightly furrowed, with a serious expression on his face.

Xi Hua's expression suddenly collapsed. He felt that his writing was not bad?

While he was thinking, a warm hand suddenly came up and wrapped his right hand holding the pen.

A cold and gentle voice came from above, Lin Fanqing looked serious,

"Your Highness, it should be written like this..."