fake prince

Chapter 365 A Hair

That was the last time Young Master Fang saw her. In less than a year, in one spare time, he heard some servants commenting that the businessman had returned to the capital city and took in a new beautiful girl, but she died of illness forever. On the way home, Xiang Xiaoyu died.

This pain hidden deep in my heart never surfaced again when I stepped into the officialdom and wore a mask to show others with a smile. At this time, it was aroused by the sound of the piano, and when I came back to my senses, tears were streaming down my face.

Master Fang Xiaohou wiped away his tears, forced a smile and said to Lin Yuqing, "Mr. Lin's piano is so amazing!"

Then he asked Su Ziji, "I don't know if Su Huiyuan has a poem to match it?"

He came this time because he knew the details of Lin Yuqing, and he also knew that Lin Yuqing and Su Ziji were fighting secretly. Apart from being shocked and angry, he also worried about Lin Yuqing, a long-time friend.

But the matter has come to this point, it is no longer easy to deal with, he can only hope that the relationship between the two is best limited to national hatred and family hatred, rather than personal resentment.

After all, they are both such outstanding people, and it is really a pity that they really turned against each other completely.

Of course Xiaohou Fang knew that he thought so, it was very naive, but he immediately reversed his attitude towards his friends for many years, and he thought he couldn't do it.

Because of the entanglement in his heart, the tone of his invitation to Su Ziji's poems at this moment also contained a hint of pleading that he didn't realize.

Su Ziji glanced at it and smiled: "What's so difficult about it?"

Immediately, under Ye Buhui's command, a servant girl spread the table and put the paper. Ye Buhui rolled up his sleeves and studied ink for Su Ziji himself.

Su Ziji thought for a while, then dipped his ink and wrote a poem.

"Raise your glass and drink and laugh at Yan Luo, and sing evening songs without admiration for fame. Half a generation of youth knows all kinds of tastes, full of ambitions and twists and turns. Obsessed with the rich and powerful will end up in vain, and romance in the world will also kill you. Picking chrysanthemums is still proud, so why regret it and lament wasted time."

Both Lin Yuqing and Fang Xiaohou looked at it. When this poem was finished, not to mention that Fang Xiaohou was full of emotions in his heart. In his thirties, Lin Yuqing, who had spent half of his youth in this Dazheng capital, Also filled with emotion.

I just feel that this poem was written by Su Ziji to himself.

It's a pity that with him like this, it is no longer possible to expect any romantic world, let alone live the life of picking chrysanthemums. Half a lifetime of youth has been wasted, so he can only grit his teeth and walk on.

Thinking about it this way, all kinds of grievances and hardships in the first half of his life made him hold his breath.

After reading this poem several times, I couldn't help laughing again.

Unexpectedly, the person who knows himself best is the one who finally cheated him!

Obviously there is a teenage gap, and the other party can tell all kinds of sadness that he can't tell others.

Back then, I was never pushed by Lin Guo to be a proton in Dazheng, but only as an unappreciated clan son. At least in Lin Guo, I could afford enough food and clothing, and I could play the piano and play chess every day. There is no need to be too wronged in such a life I am also at ease.

It's a pity that his fate has never been in his own hands, he can only go forward, even if he dies, he can't regret it!

For a while, the room became dead silent, only the sound of rain could be heard, but Su Ziji wrote another poem without stopping.

Jinse has no end in fifty strings, a string of thoughts and a string of years.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of a butterfly, and Wang Dichun cares for the cuckoo.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea, and the blue sky is warm and the jade smokes.

Can this feeling be remembered? It was just at a loss.

The last poem just now still had emotion, but when she saw the line "Can this feeling be turned into a memory? It's just that I was at a loss at the time", Lin Yuqing suddenly didn't know which emotion was touched, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she barely held back tears and sighed : "With this poem, my life will not be in vain!"

Saying that, he bowed to Su Ziji and went out.

Lin Yuqing went out, and when the drizzle and cool wind picked up, the two people who were guarding at the entrance of the hall supported the bullock cart, and one of them asked, "My lord, you don't look right, have you confirmed that Su Ziji framed you?" of you?"

"Go back first!" Lin Yuqing didn't answer immediately, but just waved his hand, only heard a yell, the bullock cart moved, in this weather, there were almost no pedestrians at the alley, and they went out smoothly, only the cow's hooves stepped on the muddy water. sound.

"Can this feeling be turned into a memory? It's just that I was at a loss at the time."

Listening to the drizzle that came and went, Lin Yuqing read Su Ziji's poem again and sighed: "If it was before, maybe I could really become a confidant..."

Pity.

Su Ziji felt sorry for Lin Yuqing's talent in piano and chess, but in the end he was just a puppet set up by Lin Guo in Dazheng, an eyeliner, a possibly important chess piece, and could not become a chess player in the end.

As for Lin Yuqing, it was a pity that Su Ziji, Huiyuan in his teens, was young and handsome. Although he had never focused on chess, he was also talented, and he could write good poems casually, and the poems were also in line with his own wishes.

It's not a death feud, it's not that difficult to become a confidant.

To be honest, although I have a good relationship with Dazheng's Young Master Fang, it is mainly due to the long contact time and my own deliberate pandering. In terms of speculation, if Su Ziji is in the position of Young Master Fang, or the two of them will be together sooner rather than later. It will not stop at friends, but close friends.

As soon as the conversation changed, Lin Yuqing sneered and said, "Whether Su Ziji was framed or not, according to the note, this person is a descendant of the former prince of Dazheng. Because of the incident more than ten years ago, I have already married the prince." It is true that the whole line has formed a sea of ​​​​blood and deep feud, and I am afraid that this matter will not be kind."

This is a secret battle, either you die or I live.

Between his fingers, there is a strand of hair, which cannot be seen unless you look carefully.

This is when he leaned over to read the poem written by Su Ziji while everyone was not paying attention, he snatched it from Su Ziji's shoulder.

Originally, he didn't go to Peach Blossom Lane to reconcile with Su Ziji, let alone to see the complicated expression on the face of Young Master Fang.

Now that he has decided to return to China, before he leaves, if he doesn't pay back one or two, it's not his style.

Moreover, based on the conclusions he got from his friends in the yamen circle, the old Emperor Dazheng seemed to have regretted the incident with the crown prince, and would miss the crown prince even more as time went by as his sons took over the throne more fiercely.

As a descendant of the prince, Su Ziji may really be able to climb to a high place in the future while he is still alive.

Judging from the current national strength of Dazheng and Lin Guo, if one day he fled back to Lin Guo, it would be impossible for him to live a peaceful life.

Lin Yuqing handed over this hair to his entourage: "This is Su Ziji's hair. After we evacuate, please master Yan to perform the operation immediately."

"My lord, the cost of performing spells in Beijing is very high." The attendant hesitated: "And Su Ziji..."

"This person is only Huiyuan now, but he is not a noble person. He can perform spells, and I just want to influence one or two, not kill him." Lin Yuqing said calmly: "So it's just to interfere with his life." It's just a palace test, it would be even better if you can lose your dignity in front of the king."

(End of this chapter)