After the queen came to the throne, I was forced to be nine thousand years old

Chapter 440 Butterfly Loves Flowers

"Cough cough..."

Master Xuanmiao suddenly mentioned Zi Yunxian, which made Zuo Daoqi's heart tense, and then coughed unnaturally.

"The real man was joking. He was affected by the aftermath of the battle just now. Zuo got some injuries, so he won't be with him anymore. The real man is himself."

Master Xuanmiao sat on the stone bench, his face didn't change when he heard the words, he just said softly, "Lingshu said that the emperor intends to let her go to the southeast sky and sea to guard, and I will go with her."

Zuo Daoqi paused when he heard the words. Although there was news from the palace earlier that the emperor intended to let the royal family personally lead troops to guard the boundary between the sky and the sea, but now he heard what the real Xuanmiao said, and he understood that it was Ji Lingshu's own intention. , she has probably already made up her mind.

Go to the southeast to guard the boundary between the sky and the sea...

"Lingshu is going by himself?"

"Yes."

The real person Xuan Miao answered concisely.

After a pause, she said again, "The way of cultivation that Lingshu chose by himself cannot be achieved by sitting at home and practicing hard. Every new way must go through hardships."

Xuanmiao's tone was a bit emotional, as if he was feeling sorry for Ji Lingshu.

Zuo Dodge was silent again.

"I want to go together..."

Master Xuanmiao glanced at Zuo Dodge, and there was a wave of fluctuation on his face, "What are you going to do? She said she won't let you go."

After she said this, she got up and put away the cloak, "Go and heal your wounds, I will give you the cloak in a few days."

Zuo Daoqi silently watched Master Xuan Miao leave.

Ji Lingshu was going to leave him after all...

The girl who had rarely parted from him since the cold palace had grown up to the point where she was about to be on her own.

He didn't know how to describe the emotions in his heart at the moment, complicated?
In short, joy, gratification and reluctance exist.

But even if Ji Lingshu wanted to leave, it probably wouldn't be now. At least, she would definitely not leave before the Tianyuan Grand Meeting.

Ling Shu was mature and didn't know what gift to give her, so he sent her away under the name of the leader of the world. '

'See you next year...how elegant is Lingshu? '

Inexplicably, he began to look forward to the demeanor of the girl after she returned from the southeast. Is it the empress who ascended to the throne?

Regarding Ji Lingshu's safety, he was actually not too worried. After all, there were several yin god protectors from Taihuang Mountain, and he would ask the people from the underworld to take care of her, and the girl was originally a child of luck in this world. Well, although the realm of the sky and the sea is dangerous, it won't put her in any great danger.

Zuo Dodge returned to the secret room and practiced silently.

He took back the soul blood in the fire lotus. Although Fa Hai's recovery is important, it cannot be completed in a short while.

The fire lotus rises, and the black shadow flows slowly.

As the days of the Tianyuan Grand Meeting drew nearer, the situation in the capital city became a little unpredictable. It seemed that there was an imminent rain coming, and the imperial court finally confirmed the leader of the team.

The imperial court is the center of the world, so it naturally has its due dignity, and too many people are paying attention to every move of the imperial court, and there is also a lot of attention on the candidates who can lead the imperial court.

What kind of demeanor is such a person who can lead the powerhouses of the two levels of Yinshen and Climbing Towers at the same time?
Of course, the Yang God does not march with the army, the Yang God has truly surpassed the ordinary, such an existence, there is no reason to follow the existence of the third and fourth ranks.

Two days later.

Zuo Dodge was practicing, but he heard noises coming from outside the door.

Changyi came early in the morning.

"Did you go out again the other night?"

She looked arrogantly, looking up and down Zuo Dodge's whole body.

Zuo Dodge shook his head, "No."

He looked sincere.

Chang Yi bit his lip, "It's only strange if I believe you."

After a pause, she said again, "Are you going to Beijing?"

Zuo Daoqi nodded, "A few days ago, His Majesty said that we would enter the palace tomorrow. Is there something for the princess to come?"

Changyi slapped him on the body, "Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?"

Zuo Dodge pretended to be in pain and stepped back.

"What's the matter? You won't be really injured, right?" Changyi showed some concern.

Zuo Dodge grabbed his hand, suddenly smiled, hugged the little princess in his arms, and said, "I'm lying to you, how can I be hurt if I'm so strong?"

"Humph~"

Changyi pushed Zuo Daoqi away, his face flushed red, "You are so courageous, you dare to tease me."

Zuo Dodge hugged Changyi even tighter, and said softly, "Who told you, I was molesting my fiancée."

"Get out." Changyi was very shy in this situation.

Zuo Dodge cooperated and curled up his body slightly, and said softly, "Sir, get out of here."

"stop."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Changyi stopped him with a soft snort.

"When will your injury recover?"

Zuo Dodge was taken aback, "When does the princess want me?"

He has a sincere face with a bit of gentleness, making Changyi involuntarily avoid his fiery gaze.

"Ahem, there is a poetry meeting in Guozijian today, you go there with me."

Zuo Daoqi was taken aback, looking at Changyi's expectant gaze, he was slightly in a daze, it seemed that Changyi hadn't asked him for a poem for a long time.

"it is good."

His answer was unprecedentedly crisp and neat, which also surprised Changyi, but the arrogant she was a little annoyed by Zuo Daoqi's molestation just now, and when she heard Zuo Daoqi's words, she just snorted coldly, with the expression of "you are sensible". With an arrogant look, he turned and walked out.

Zuo Dodge looked at Princess Tsundere's leaving footsteps, feeling a little strange.

Changyi turned around again, "Still not following?"

It has been a long time since I have been to such an occasion with Changyi.

Today's Guozijian, without the prosperity of the past, looks a bit bleak instead. Zuo Daoqi followed Changyi behind, and there was a maid in front of him holding an umbrella to shield him from the wind, very dignified.

Zuo Dodge turned his head and sent a sound transmission to Qian Yi behind him.

"Miss Qianyi, are you used to this kind of life?"

Qian Yi raised her head slightly, with a dazed expression on her face, as if she didn't realize who was transmitting the sound to her, and she realized it after a while, but she was very cold and didn't answer.

The corner of Zuo Dodge's mouth twitched into a smile, he just felt that this woman who came out calmly was a bit cute, even this one who looked smarter in light clothes.

He didn't say any more, he just asked that question, he just felt a little sorry for Cheng Yingxin, after all, the disciple he cared about the most was kidnapped by Changyi, Zuo Daoqi naturally had to be concerned.

At the end of spring, the Daxue Lake in front of the Imperial College is calm, and the willows on the lakeside are covered with bright lanterns. The wind blows in the end of spring, and the blue waves in the lake are swaying, and the lotus flowers are swaying, wrinkling the spring water of the lake.

Changyi looked at her softly, with a slightly smoky look on his cheeks, which were as delicate as works of art.

The body wrapped in the white white dress, like a willow branch blown by the evening wind, is soft and delicate, and it looks like it is fragile.

Zuo Dodge mobilized his mana in a timely manner to turn his mana into heat, bringing warmth to Changyi's whole body.

Changyi didn't look back, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This future son-in-law is getting better and better.

Not long after, they passed through the arched door with lanterns, and there was already laughter and laughter from inside.

Zuo Dodge froze slightly.

how does it sound...

All women?
Immediately, a group of maids and servants surrounded several graceful ladies and delicate young ladies, who came up to greet them talking and laughing.

"Princess Changyi is here?"

"Rong'er, you're here. This is the famous Baron of Ling County, right? What a talent."

"I heard that the baron of Ling County is also a masterpiece in poetry. I don't know if I can see it today."

Zuo Daoqi retreated again and again, these noble ladies seemed to have no restraint, when facing Zuo Daoqi, there were salty pig's hands wantonly touching his body, and a few presumptuous soft hands actually went through his robe.

Changyi didn't seem to see it, and pointed at Zuo Daoqi with an arrogant face.

"This is my son-in-law. Seeing that you are always begging me, I brought it here for you to see."

Zuo Dodge was a little speechless, but among the group of people, he saw a few familiar faces.

The leading lady, who seems to be called Zhang Ruyue, doesn't seem to have a good relationship with Changyi.

But now it seems that the two are very close, as if there is no barrier at all.

It was only when Zuo Daoqi turned his head that he saw the conversation between Changyi and Zhang Ruyue.

Zhang Ruyue is also a very beautiful woman, with a charming and charming smile on her beautiful young face, but it looks very fake.

Sure enough, women are born actors.

He observed for a while again. Although the conversations between these noble ladies and young ladies were all with bright smiles, the words in their mouths were full of guns and sticks. Only when facing him, they showed a bit of nympho look.

Although Changyi fell into the midst of all the praises and had no time to look at himself, he still acted like a gentleman.

As a woman, she likes to chat and compare when she has nothing to do.

It seems that this kind of thing is not only for those folk women, but also for these women who stand in the upper class of the Jin Dynasty.

Changyi took a step back, put his arms around Zuo Daoqi's arm, and said in a gentle voice, "You are all right. Zuo Daoqi is not only good at cultivation, but also good at composing poems. Master Wang himself said that if Zuo Daoqi Dao Qi also cultivates the Way of Literature, and the people from the Imperial College...hmph..."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding fell into a moment of silence.

Although he really admired Zuo Daoqi, as an outsider, he would inevitably make all the students of the Imperial College dissatisfied on such an occasion.

It is the law that literati are less important to each other.

At this time, a young girl in a light blue dress walked out from behind a noble lady and said with a smile, "Sister Rong'er, long time no see. The last time we met was in the palace."

"This is Lord Zuo. He is truly a talent, but he lives up to the reputation of impartial law enforcement transmitted by the capital."

The girl looked gentle and light, but as she spoke, everyone turned their attention to Zuo Daoqi.

Because of this woman's identity, the niece of Su Xiao, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, is a well-known talented woman in Beijing, named Su Qingshui.

The conflict between Zuo Daoqi and Su Xiao is no secret to the upper class. He beheaded Su Xiao's son at Caishikou. Although he was a famous teacher, he was his only son after all.

Seeing Su Qingshui, Changyi frowned, she remembered... didn't invite Su Qingshui, right?

"Sister Su is being polite. I remember you rarely come out, right?"

Su Qingshui smiled, and set his eyes on Zuo Daoqi, "Sister Rong'er's poetry meeting, no matter how much I love home, I want to come out and have a look. This is uncle's intention."

Zuo Dodge narrowed his eyes.

Someone nearby noticed something was wrong, a plump lady tried to smooth things over.

"Grandpa Zuo is willing to accompany Rong'er out. He must like Rong'er very much, but I don't know if he has written any poems for Rong'er?"

Zuo Daoqi smiled, looked at Su Qingshui and said, "I don't dare to be a good-looking person. It's just the duty of officials to enforce the law impartially."

After he said something, he turned his eyes to Changyi again, with a tender look on his face, "Of course there are."

Changyi showed a shy look at the right time, and then looked at Zuo Dodge with anticipation.

It expresses the tea flavor in the tea vividly.

Zuo Dodge smiled, and the crowd moved away at the right time. He walked to the edge of the lake, stretched out his hand slightly, and picked off a red flower. There were countless spirit butterflies floating around, and it landed on Zuo Dodge's hand.

A look of relief suddenly appeared on his face, as if inspired.

"I am leaning against a dangerous building, and the wind is thin, looking at the melancholy of spring, and the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of the grass-colored smoke, there is no word who will rely on the meaning of languid."

When Zuo Daoqi said this, he looked at Changyi tenderly, with infinite friendship in his eyes, and then continued to speak softly, looking at Changyi's delicate face and speaking softly.

"I plan to get drunk on Shukuangtu and sing to wine, and the music is still tasteless. The belt is getting wider and I don't regret it, and it will make people haggard for Yixiao."

After finishing the word, everyone around fell into silence.

With a shy face and flushed cheeks, Changyi walked briskly to Zuo Dodge's side, holding his arm skillfully.

"Zuo Qing, what is the name of this poem?"

Zuo Daoqi put his hand on Changyi's shoulder, and met all the different eyes, "Die Lianhua."

Butterfly love flower...

Many ladies looked at Changyi with envy and jealousy.

There are a few more eyes looking at Dodge left, as if looking at some treasure boy.

Although Qian Yi behind him didn't quite understand, he could feel the profound artistic conception in Zuo Dodge's poem.

Su Yuchan, who came along with her, looked at Changyi with deep envy.

Zuo Daoqi sent a voice transmission softly, and wrote a poem for her after returning home, only then did the little maid put away her resentful gaze.

In the distance, Zhang Ruyue and Su Qingshui looked at each other and said suddenly.

"Rong'er, didn't you say that Sir Zuo made a poem in seven steps, wouldn't that be the only one?"

"Isn't it that this song has been prepared for a long time?"

Zhang Ruyue continued, "However, this song is really good, not much better than the song "Spring Water" that Qing Shui made last year."

Changyi withdrew his smile, and walked towards the two of them, standing in front of them like an enraged lion, "Say it again."

The two looked at Changyi, and it was the lady from before trying to smooth things over, "Rong'er, you..."

Changyi snorted coldly, walked up to Zuo Dodge, and said in a low voice, "I didn't invite these two people."

Her voice was soft, with a rare apology, and she rarely saw Changyi speak like this.

Zuo Daoqi couldn't help being a little surprised, he glanced at Changyi, and felt that this wayward princess had grown up with a bit of empathy.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

After he finished speaking, he walked into the distance, looked at Zhang Ruyue and Su Qingshui, "Wouldn't it be possible to make a poem in seven steps, and you two will know if you pair up with me?"

(End of this chapter)