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Chapter 121 Broken, forgot to cut the trumpet
"Your Highness, let me teach you a little game that is played outside the palace!"

Back at the swing, Lin Qian was in a great mood when he got the news. It was also today that Yong'an reminded him that he had many small games in his mind that could kill boredom, and it happened that after he left, Yong'an would not be so boring.

To outsiders, she is a noble princess, but I am afraid only she knows that she is just a mascot!

These days in Chang'an City, in the palace, there are intrigues everywhere, but only when he is with Yong'an, Lin Qian feels that his heart is at peace, because he knows that Yong'an will not play tricks on him.

She is really happy when she is happy, and she is really sad when she is sad!
Every time Yong'an laughed happily, he couldn't help showing a smile, perhaps he didn't even realize that he liked to play with Yong'an!
Now he is about to leave the palace, after he leaves, Yong'an must be very lonely.

That being the case, teach her some little games and she won't be so bored!

"Small game? Outside the palace?"

Sure enough, Yongan's eyes lit up when he heard these two words, and he immediately became interested.

"That's right!"

"This game is called Hopscotch."

Lin Qian said that he had found an open space, found a brush, dipped it in ink and began to paint on the open space.

Soon, a strangely shaped pattern consisting of many squares appeared on the ground.

Write a number in each square. In the order from bottom to top, the bottom three rows are one, two, and three, respectively. The fourth row is paralleled by four and five from left to right. The fifth row is Lu Wei is a single frame, and then there are two frames of seven and eight in parallel. On the top of the top, the word "Tian" is written, which means "sky", and is wrapped outside the word "Tian" with a half arc.

"The rules of the game are very simple. Let's guess who will play first. The player throws the beacon in the first grid, then starts to jump on one foot, jumps with both feet at the place where the two grids are parallel, and jumps to the seventh, At the 1th grid, jump up with both feet at the same time, turn around and jump back again, bend down to pick up the beacon on the 7st grid when jumping to the 8nd grid, and then jump from the 2nd grid to the lth grid. Then, put the road Throw the beacon on the second square, and finally stand on the third square to pick up the beacon and jump to the first square and then jump out!"

Lin Qian maliciously used the tiles thrown by hopscotch as beacons. Anyway, in this world, this game was created by him, and he could call it whatever he wanted.

"By analogy, after jumping the 8th square, you can throw the beacon to the "sky", and then jump from the 1st square in turn, when you jump to the 7th and 8th squares, jump backwards and land with your feet, and then use your hands to jump to the sky." Then, touch the sign, and jump out of the word "Heaven" after touching it; then, throw the sign with your back to the house, and the grid where the sign falls becomes the house of the "hopscotch" person, and write his name on the grid, When he jumps from the lth square to his own house, he can land on both feet."

"In the process of playing, it is a violation of the rules if the beacon cannot be thrown into the grid or thrown over the line, stepping on the line, landing with both feet in the grid outside your own house, or staying in the room for a long time. The next person starts jumping. At the end of the game, whoever occupies the most houses wins."

"have you understood?"

Yong'an shook his head in a daze.

"It's okay, let's play a game and you will understand."

Lin Qian pulled Yong'an to the side of the pattern he had just drawn, picked up a clean stone as a marker, and took the lead in jumping and playing.

The game is very simple, and Yongan will be able to master it soon after watching it once.

"Hey hey...you are not allowed to play tricks, you stepped on the line!"

"Never mind, I jumped out just now..."

"Just now your line was crooked. If your line was straight, I would definitely not step on it!"

"All over again..."

"I won, I won!"

Soon Yong'an's yelling sounded in the courtyard, which dispelled the gloom just now.

Two quarters of an hour later, Yongan stopped sweating profusely, waved his hand, and signaled that he would stop playing.

Lin Qian is also very satisfied, the effect of exercise is very good, unlike the eldest princess who practiced martial arts since she was a child, Yongan has been weak and sick since she was a child, in the final analysis, she doesn't like sports, now with this small game, plus the beauty pill he prepared, to ensure her health Kang is still fine.

"When you're bored in the future, you can play with Xiao Guizi or Xiangling! It's good to exercise more."

"No, you will come to play with me every day from now on!"

Yong'an looked at Lin Qian arrogantly, with a face full of refusal to admit defeat, "Today is my first time playing, it's normal to lose to you, and I will definitely win back tomorrow."

"Okay!"

Lin Qian agreed, but he didn't know when he started, and he became full of lies.

Walking out of Yong'an Palace, looking back at this exquisite palace garden, with glazed painted walls, carved beams and painted buildings, it is like a cage.

He suddenly thought of Haizi's poem.

【winter

If there were no umbrella vendors on this street

I won't hold an umbrella

standing in the sun looking at the sun
I think of children born during the day

must be intentional
you come to the world

you have to look at the sun
and your sweetheart
walking down the street together

get to know her

also know the sun
winter sun

太阳
When the sage Confucius entered the WTO

I also grew up under the sun]

As Lin Qian recited this poem, the bright sun in the sky seemed to become gentle. At this moment, even if someone looked directly at the sun, they would not find it dazzling. Perhaps this is the clearest way for them to see the sun once!
In Yong'an Palace, after Lin Qian left, Yong'an returned to the swing, returned to a low mood, and swayed with the swing.

Suddenly, she felt the sun shining warmly on her body, which made her feel as if she had returned to her mother's arms. Not only was her body warm, but her heart was also warm. Those sorrows and worries were all dispelled like the shadows under the sun.

Looking up to the sky, she realized that the sun is so charming!

The vision didn't last too long, Yong'an quickly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, the sun after the vision was not so dazzling.

Outside Yong'an Palace, Lin Qian felt a little surprised by the surging talent gathered in Wen Palace.

A modern poem actually triggered a vision!

It turns out that modern poetry can also attract visions!

Lin Qian was heartbroken. Only then did he realize that although the first two poems were written out of emotion, they were more or less hard-written. Only this poem was chanted naturally under the circumstances. This caused the vision.

"Take it as a farewell gift for His Highness!"

With a sigh, Lin Qian strode towards Wencheng Palace.

He came to this world, and he also wants to see the sun of this world!
But at the next moment, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, and then he remembered that any masterpiece handed down from generation to generation that could trigger visions would be automatically uploaded to the sea of ​​books, and uploaded with his real name.

Entering the Palace of Literature, as expected, Lin Qian saw the song "The Sun in Winter", which had reached the top ten in the book list, and the author column clearly wrote the word Lin Qian!
Lin Qian felt a little suffocated.

Broken, forgot to cut trumpet!

(End of this chapter)