Song Dynasty female artist

Chapter 936 Bring the Child
"Xiaoxiao, what are you thinking about?"

Chu Mo asked Gu Yanxiao who was in a trance, but Gu Yanxiao seemed not to hear him. Chu Mo followed Gu Yanxiao's gaze and saw the storyteller downstairs.

The storyteller tells the story of a pair of lovers who cannot be together for various reasons. The man's family is prominent and he must reproduce in order to preserve his family business. The woman does not want to be bound by a wealthy family for her whole life, so she separates from the man.

The people in the audience sighed.

Many people scolded this woman for being pretentious and ungrateful.

She was just a girl from a small family, and she was very lucky to be favored by this man. The man was even willing to marry her as his principal wife, but she still refused. The man also promised her that he would not take a concubine, but she still refused.

What does this woman want to do? Does she want to go to heaven?
Such a good man is hard to find even with a lantern, but she actually rejected him.

Chu Mo's eyes moved.

He looked at Gu Yanxiao, but Gu Yanxiao asked, "Do you also think this woman is ungrateful and hypocritical?"

Chu Mo: "Everyone pursues something different. Most people consider things from the man's perspective and don't think about the woman. Their backgrounds and status are too different. Even if the man agrees to treat the woman as his wife, what about the man's family? Will they agree?"

Gu Yanxiao tilted his head and supported his head with his left hand: "Yes!"

He didn't say anything after that.

Gu Yanxiao didn't know that there was a person sitting on the top floor of Baifan Building. In order to prevent her from discovering him, he had someone set up a formation.

Of course, this formation is not meant to keep them from being discovered, but to prevent someone from knowing that someone is watching her.

"My dear, she's gone!"

Zhao Rui said "hmm", "Is that man just now also a cultivator?"

Pan Yi nodded: "Yes."

"How is your cultivation?"

"Your cultivation is quite good. At my age, I can't reach this level yet."

Pretty awesome.

Zhao Rui had a hunch that the man looking at Xiaoxiao with an unclean look in his eyes must be the senior brother she was talking about.

He is good-looking and has good skills.

Is this why Xiaoxiao likes him?
The more Zhao Rui thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He was irritable and upset these days and had no intention of dealing with state affairs.

"Let me ask you a question. If I am no longer the emperor, can I practice like an ordinary person?"

Pan Yi: “…”

Zhao Rui: "Why don't you say anything? I'm just asking if, if I don't become the emperor, can I practice cultivation?"

Pan Yi swallowed his saliva and said, "Well, it's hard for me to say."

The main thing is that from ancient times to the present, there has never been a rule that requires a person to give up his position as an emperor and become a cultivator.

How can he talk nonsense when there is no precedent?

"How do we judge whether a person can practice cultivation? Is it based on whether he has wisdom?"

Pan Yi said that he would answer this question: "It depends on whether you can gather the Qi. Some people can draw the Qi into the body according to the formula, but they cannot retain the spiritual energy. You have to be able to retain it before you can practice."

"so……"

Zhao Rui: "Tell me the formula."

Pan Yi: "...Your Majesty, you are the Son of Heaven, and the people of this world are still counting on you."

Zhao Rui looked at Pan Yi with impatience: "I just asked you to tell me the formula, not to say that you will not be the emperor now. Look how scared you are."

"Then I will talk to you when Your Majesty returns to the palace."

Pan Yi felt that his majesty must have acted on a whim, and there were a lot of things waiting for him when he returned to the palace, so he might have forgotten about it in the blink of an eye.

But unexpectedly, the emperor urged Pan Yi to learn the mantra for gathering qi as soon as he returned to the palace.

Pan Yi asked Lord Pan, "Master, will you give it to him?" "Your Majesty doesn't look like he's acting on impulse. If you give it to him, and if he can really practice, what should we do?"

Lord Pan was calm: "The laws of nature restrict him. As long as he is the emperor, the true dragon energy and spiritual energy in his body will repel each other and it is impossible for them to gather. Your Majesty is just troubled by love. After really trying, he will give up. It doesn't hurt to tell him."

Zhao Rui, who had learned the secret of gathering qi, was alone in the inner hall of Funing Palace. Even Fu Ji was called out by him to wait at the door.

After memorizing the formula well, Zhao Rui began to draw in the energy according to the gestures Pan Yi said.

Tried several times, no response at all.

"Pan Yi."

Pan Yi appeared out of nowhere: "I am here."

"Why is there no movement? Are you kidding me?"

"I dare not. There is no problem with this formula. If it doesn't work, it means that the spiritual energy cannot coexist with the true dragon energy."

The root cause is not the formula he gave.

"I still don't believe it!"

Zhao Rui continued to try, and after dozens of attempts, it still didn't work.

He punched the bed in anger.

Just at this moment, Fudge's voice rang out: "Your Majesty, the Minister of Rites requests an audience."

The reason he came at this time was simply to ask him about the betrothal payment.

He was just being angry with Gu Yanxiao about this matter, and he didn't really want to choose a concubine. Leng Zhongyan was really something, he didn't even have the foresight to chase her to Funing Palace.

"not see."

Zhao Rui's voice was very aggressive and loud. Not only Fudge, but even Leng Zhongyan who was waiting not far away heard it.

Leng Zhongyan: Okay, then we don’t need to meet.

He was just following the routine and asking His Majesty about the next date for selecting a concubine. Since His Majesty was unwilling, he would just ask again at the morning court tomorrow.

He was also in a difficult situation. After two rounds, the final round should have been handled by the eunuchs, but His Majesty refused and insisted that the Ministry of Rites be responsible to the end.

Zhao Rui lay carefree on the bed, but what flashed through his mind were the little moments he had spent with Gu Yanxiao.

Every time she smiled, especially when she smiled at him, Zhao Rui's heart would skip a beat.

He also remembered the secret visit when he pretended to sleep and she carried him back to the tent. He secretly kissed her and she ran away with a red face.

Isn't this what you like?

But why do you have to leave him alone, why can't you face it together with him, why can you just like someone else if you like him!
She only said that she didn't want to be bound by the deep palace for her whole life, but she never asked him whether he was willing to give up everything for her.

"Fuji, Prince Xuan'an, come to the palace and bring the child with you."

The child that Zhao Rui was talking about was born to Prince An's concubine. He is now eleven months old, chubby, and can already walk, although he does not walk very steadily.

Ever since the concubine gave birth to Prince An's eldest son, she was promoted to concubine by Prince An, on an equal footing with Lu Sihui.

Lu Gongbi had naturally expressed his dissatisfaction with this matter.

But since they had given birth to many children for Prince An, no matter how dissatisfied she was, she had no choice but to accept it in the end.

Since Lu Sihui became a concubine, she has been as quiet as a frost-bitten eggplant in the backyard. Except for paying respects to the princess at the prescribed time, she is rarely seen.

Prince An was summoned and happily brought his son into the palace.

"I see your Majesty."

Prince An is more well-behaved than before. At least when there are people around, he can perform etiquette properly.

When Fu Ji, the servant, was the only one left in the inner hall, Zhao Yu began to call his fifth brother Zhao Rui.

"Come on, give me a hug."