Donggong Zhangjiao

Go to Siyuan.

Pei Yao and Fang Yun didn't want to think about things in the palace. They were currently taking the fourth prince to watch the horses.

The fourth prince is just a curious baby, not afraid at all.

I want to touch this one, and I also want to see that one.

If you encounter a good-tempered horse, you will pet it. If you encounter a more arrogant horse, when you see the little hand reaching out, you will snort and turn away.

But there is also a horse with a particularly unique personality.

The fourth prince put his hands on its head and snorted suddenly. This time, it startled the fourth prince. He turned around and hugged Pei Yao's neck tightly, leaning his little head against Pei Yao's body.

The horse seemed very happy.

Although he was already the father of several children, it was the first time that Pei Yao took his children to participate in such parent-child activities, which made the fourth prince laugh non-stop.

Fang Yun also laughed, "This horse is smarter. It seems to be deliberately trying to scare people."

After hearing what she said, the steward of Shangsiyuan who was waiting next to her hurriedly said.

"Your Majesty, you have good eyesight. This horse is the emperor's car. It's called Chuanwu. It's a bloody horse found from Dawan."

"Sichuan Falcon?" Fang Yun read the name and then smiled, "What a good name. There is a saying in ancient times that Mibuwang is running like a movie star. His name is Xiang Sichuan Falcon. , which is truly the same as this BMW."

When she said this, Pei Yao turned to look at her in surprise.

Fang Yun was puzzled, "Why does the emperor look at me like this? Did I say something wrong?"

She remembered what it said in the book.

"No." Pei Yao curled his lips, "I'm just surprised. You have read a lot."

From the situation in the boudoir before, it was not easy to learn to read and write, but now I understand so much, which shows that I have been working hard.

Although today women also focus on female celebrities, Pei Yao still prefers to read books.

Reading can help you understand things and broaden your horizons, which naturally makes you different from ordinary people.

At Pei Yao's status, there is no shortage of beauties around him. He wants a partner who not only looks comfortable to him, but also naturally wants a beautiful woman who understands style and has connotation.

And hearing what Pei Yao said, Fang Yun just snorted softly, acting arrogant.

"I have been with the emperor for many years, and you are still not allowed to make progress. In two days, I plan to hire a musician to teach you how to play the piano."

Counting her skills, in addition to embroidery, which she has learned since she was a child and has been studying and improving, she also has calligraphy, painting, poetry, chess, music theory, tea art, flower arrangement, perfumery, cooking, and even housekeeping and accounting, etc. After following Pei Yao, I learned slowly.

There are also books from Yuzhang Palace all over the room.

Just take a look when you have time.

Regardless of poetry, prose, travel notes, or politics, history, and military strategies, Fang Yun read them all.

This is one of her greatest strengths: she is willing to learn and diligent.

Of course, this is what Pei Yao likes about her.

"Since you like it, you should choose someone to teach you. There are still some very good female piano players in the palace." Pei Yao curled his lips.

"Learn to play the piano!"

The fourth prince also shouted in Pei Yao's ear.

The couple laughed, and Pei Yao raised his hand to pinch his son's chubby face.

"It's exactly like what your mother said. You don't understand anything, so you just want to get involved."

Now the fourth prince still doesn't understand the good words, and his parents are laughing, so he laughs too.

He slipped off Pei Yao and ran to look at the horse elsewhere.

The two-year-old child was too heavy to hold, so Pei Yao sent Hong Zheng to follow, while he slowly took Fang Yun's hand from behind.

"I remember you don't know how to ride a horse. Do you want to learn?"

"I'm afraid of pain." Fang Yun glanced at the stable, "I'm a beginner, and I often scratch the inside of my thighs. I'm not afraid of anything, I'm just afraid of pain."

After hearing this, Pei Yao didn't force himself, "It's okay, you only need to ride a car, not a horse." As he said that, he cast his eyes towards the racecourse, with a bit of light in his eyes.

Seeing his interest, Fang Yun pulled his hand, raised his head and curled his lips.

"I don't want to learn to ride a horse, but I would like to see the emperor's heroic performance on horseback. Would you like the emperor to ride a Sichuan duck and run around for me to see? People say that there is a young man in bright clothes and an angry horse."

"No matter how old I am, I'm still a young man." Pei Yao said helplessly.

Fang Yun has been with him for five or six years. Originally, he was several years older than Fang Yun. Now that he counts, he is already running three years ago.

But when he said this, Fang Yun said, "Who said that the young man must be a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old? The emperor is young at heart, so he is naturally young. Besides, the emperor is only in his early twenties at all."

These words were not flattery by Fang Yun at this time, they indeed came from the sincerity.

After all, when it comes to skin, although women are always praised for being more beautiful in the past, Pei Yao is indeed not bad at all.

He has a tall and straight posture due to years of martial arts practice, and a slender and well-proportioned figure. Under his sword-shaped eyebrows are a pair of gentle peach blossom eyes. The bridge of his nose is not too high and has just the right three-dimensional sense to add the masculinity that a man should have.

At this moment, the corners of Yu Nuanyang's lower lips have a slight arc, which makes people feel that he is a handsome young man, and he is close to him.

After asking her to praise him like this, Pei Yao stretched out his hand and lightly scratched the bridge of Fang Yun's nose.

"Watch me ride, why not ride with me? Let's go, I will take you for a horse race today!"

"Ah? It's my concubine's dress."

"It doesn't matter."

Pei Yao was really in the mood. He called to the steward of the Shangsi Courtyard and brought out the Sichuan Eagle Horse. Then he picked up Fang Yun and put him on it first.

The skirt is long, although it is more convenient than riding clothes, but it is not a big problem to ride astride like this. Only when you get up, you realize that the horse is quite high on the back, and Fang Yun subconsciously wants to grab the horse's mane.

Fortunately, Pei Yao got on his horse quickly and grabbed her hand that almost caused trouble.

"You have to hold the reins when riding a horse, but you can't hold the mane. Just hold my arm."

Pei Yao didn't mean to blame her, he just heard the explanation.

Indeed, when one is thrown onto a horse and wants to sit firmly, one will instinctively want to grab something, and horse mane is the nearest thing.

Fang Yun nodded, and moved his body closer and closer to ensure that his whole body was covered by Pei Yao's arms.

Her little move was noticed by Pei Yao, who smiled.

He leaned over and said, "Don't worry, I won't knock you down."

After saying this, he pulled the reins and the horse ran away.

On the racecourse, two figures intertwined, their clothes flying.

When the fourth prince saw his father, the emperor, his mother and his concubine, he stretched out his hand and asked Hong Zheng to pick her up. He stood outside the racecourse fence and watched, waving his little hands, feeling extremely happy.

At this moment, a female voice came from behind.

"Does the fourth prince also want to ride a horse? Can I take you there?"

Hearing the sound, everyone turned their heads and saw Lin Chan in riding gear walking towards this side.

"I've seen the Concubine Yan." Hong Zheng took the lead in saluting.

The fourth prince had no impression of Lin Chan. He just stared at her without saying a word.

Seeing this, Lin Chan extended her hand to invite you again, "Can Empress Yan take you to ride a horse?"

Hearing this, Qingrong was about to say something next to him, but Hong Zheng beat him to it.

"Your Majesty, the Fourth Prince is still young. It is too dangerous to ride a horse. Your Majesty, you should go by yourself. Your Majesty and Concubine Zhao are inside."

Hong Zheng silently protected the fourth prince, his voice calm.

Naturally, Lin Chan would not be pushy. She chuckled, ignored him, and went to the racecourse.

Seeing this, Qingrong breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful look at Hong Zheng, who also nodded slightly in response. (End of chapter)