Linglong

Chapter 92

"Pfft, Wang Xiaosan, you are really lucky." Linglong couldn't help smiling.

"You didn't know your father was born in June until now, did you? Didn't you figure it out before?" Linglong wrote to tease him with great interest.

"Well, I didn't know before." Zhou Wang was not shy at all, "Anyway, every year when the day comes, someone will remind me that I just need to draw a picture or write a picture as a birthday gift, and I don't care about anything else. This year I drove all the way back to Beijing , not too soon or too late, just in time for my father's Qianqiu Festival, and only then did I know that there is a theory of leap in June."

Linglong pursed her lips and smiled.It is quite common for children in this world not to know their parents' birthdays.There are many infatuated parents, but few filial children and grandchildren. It is unavoidable for boys to be careless and careless about their parents' birthdays.However, Wang Xiaosan's father is the emperor, and you don't even know that his birthday is in June, which is really unexpected.

"You are the prince, shouldn't you be trying to curry favor with your emperor's father?" Linglong giggled.

At the end of the letter, King Zhou complained a few words, "My father really didn't tell me in advance. If he made it clear, I don't have to rush back to the capital. I can wait for you to wake up and take you with me. "

Linglong was speechless.

This Wang Xiaosan always wants to abduct a girl from a good family, it's really annoying.

"My cousin has also arrived in Jinling, right? Is she okay? Wang Xiaosan, you let someone take care of her, she is very timid." Linglong thought of Su Shengchun who was sent to the draft, so she inevitably had to tell Wang Xiaosan a few words.

Su Shengchun had always been pampered and pampered by Yu Wenhui, and he didn't know what he would suffer if he entered such a rigorous drafting process.

"Also, don't marry my cousin indiscriminately." After sending the letter away, Linglong thought of something important, and sent another letter away.

"Your cousin loves to cry. I didn't let her live in the palace after arriving in Jinling. I ordered her to be sent to the Duke of Chu's mansion to be handed over to my aunt." Zhou Wang told Linglong, "My uncle and aunt's youngest daughter, A Mi She has a lively temperament, she often plays with Ami, and she never misses leaving."

Half an hour later, another letter came, "Little Lingdang, do you know my eighth uncle? My father's younger brother, the eighth son of the first emperor, was named the longevity king. I usually call him eighth uncle, and when he is mischievous I will call him Uncle——Shou Wangfei Lanshi is my mother's cousin. From my mother's point of view, he is my cousin. Uncle Ba has a good temper. His fourth son, Apin, has a very similar temperament to him. Canonized as Xianping County King."

"What do you mean?" Linglong wondered, "Is Wang Xiaosan praising his eighth uncle—uncle cousin—the fourth son of his family? He has no idea what he wants to say."

"Could it be—?" Suddenly, Linglong thought of a possibility, and covered her mouth in surprise.

Does Wang Xiaosan mean to marry my cousin to Shou Wang's son?This is really... My aunt was so happy when she found out.

She was willing to send her cousin to the draft, because she wanted her cousin to become a dragon and a phoenix.

The son of King Shou, King Xianping, has a good temper, my aunt's son-in-law.

"My aunt will be very happy." Linglong wrote back with a smile on her lips.

After finishing writing, he tilted his head and thought about it, and added a sweet sentence, "Wang Xiaosan, you are so kind."

The lake water is clear and clear, and in the center of the water is a tall pavilion made of blue bricks and tiles, which looks extremely cool and pleasant in this hot summer.There are several large waterwheels beside the pavilion, which push the lake water to the top of the pavilion, and then spray down from the top of the pavilion, like flying beads and jade, adding to the coolness.

Standing in the pavilion and looking up, the surrounding trees are lush and green, and the green color is pleasing to the eye, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The road leading to the Huxin Pavilion is guarded extremely tightly with three steps and one sentry post, and five steps and one sentry post.

A middle-aged man was sitting on the large and comfortable cool chair. He was wearing casual clothes, leaning on the back of the chair casually, smiling, with a relaxed and calm attitude.

In front of him was a coffee table, teapot, etc., and a young man in white knelt and sat opposite him, washing tea, brewing, sealing the pot, and dividing cups attentively, with graceful and skillful movements.

The middle-aged man has a very good appearance, his straight eyebrows slanted into his temples, his eyes are slender and upturned at the end of his eyes, his eyes are not very clear in black and white, but they are as quiet as two cold pools, deep and bottomless, making it easy to see at a glance will drown in it.

He is beautiful, but there is an inexplicable majesty and nobility about him that makes people dare not look directly at him.

His first impression is "beauty", and the second is "power".

The white-clothed boy had a similar face to him, even people who didn't know him would know that the two were father and son.

The young man divided the tea, held up the teacup and handed it over, "Please."

The tea soup is emerald green and fresh, and the tea fragrance is as rich as orchids. The middle-aged man took a sip of the teacup with a smile, and praised: "The tea you make is really different, delicious!"

The boy got the compliment, but his face was not happy, and he asked: "It's because I make good tea that you don't let me go, right?"

The middle-aged man smiled, and denied it flatly, "It's your grandparents who don't want you."

The young man gave him a dull look, got up and lay down on a creamy white mat beside the pavilion, folded a large lotus leaf from the water, and covered his face.

"You little rascal." The middle-aged man smiled.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report." A servant in a scarlet robe came from the outside along the stone bridge inlaid with white marble railings, knelt in front of the middle-aged man and said.

"Say." The emperor ordered lightly.

The servant looked at the boy in white with some embarrassment.

The white-clothed boy's face was covered with lotus leaves, and he didn't realize it.

The emperor waved at the servant, and the servant understood, took two steps towards his knees, and said in a very small voice: "The servant just came back from outside, and one of the guards of His Highness the Third Highness was wandering outside. The servant asked a lot, and the man said that there was a letter from the Third Highness." , Your Highness the Third Highness has ordered that any letter come to him must be presented to him immediately without delay. But His Highness is here with you now..." A smile flashed in the emperor's eyes, and he nodded at the servant, who was full of smiles, out.

After half a cup of tea, the servant returned, followed by a guard in black.When they arrived at the lake, the inner servant ordered the guard to stop, "Give me the letter." The guard hesitated for a while, and saw His Majesty sitting in the pavilion from a distance, and King Zhou lying on the ground, not daring to disobey, he took out the letter from his arms. The letter was handed over to the servant.

The servant probably understood His Majesty's mood too well, so he walked quickly across the stone bridge, entered the Huxin Pavilion, and presented the letter to the emperor.

The emperor opened the letter and looked at it, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, as if he couldn't help laughing.

"You all go down." He waved his hand.

The servants and maids in the pavilion receded like a tide, and it didn't take long for him and King Zhou to stay in the Huxin Pavilion.

The emperor suppressed his laughter and read the letter softly, "My aunt will be very happy...Wang Xiaosan, you are so kind...Sanlang, when will you become..."

Before he finished speaking, King Zhou jumped up from the ground, rushed to him, and snatched the letter from his hand!

"You, how can you... What is your identity, how can you...?" He picked up the letter in his hand and glanced at it, blushing to the point of bleeding, and asked angrily.

The emperor couldn't bear it anymore, leaned back in his chair, and laughed out loud.

Zhou Wang picked up the letter in a panic and read it from the beginning to the end, feeling a little comforted in his heart, "It's okay, it's okay, except for 'Wang Xiaosan, you are so kind', there is nothing else."

"Is this what the Ninth Five-Year Lord should do?" He had a solid idea, folded the letter and prepared to put it in his arms, and sternly accused the emperor.

The emperor scowled, "My son has become Wang Xiaosan, shouldn't I be concerned about this matter?"

Emperors are human too.He does not call himself "Zhen" anytime and anywhere, he is with his family and close ministers, and he speaks casually, often calling himself "I".However, if he calls himself "Zhen" in the harem, he is probably in a bad mood.

King Zhou received the letter in his arms, slipped to kneel beside the emperor, and while beating his legs, explained in a low voice, "Father, it's like this. Didn't I sneak away to the north by myself that year? I went all the way." I followed the assassin's whereabouts to Shuntian Mansion, and didn't want to reveal my identity, so I acted in the name of Wang Family Saburo."

"That's when you knew her?" The emperor smiled.

"Yes." King Zhou lowered his head.

"What kind of girl is she? Tell me about Dad," the emperor ordered.

"I can't tell." King Zhou's eyes were confused, "Sometimes she's quite likable, and sometimes she's odious. I really want to..."

"What do you really want?" The emperor lowered his head and looked at him with great interest.

King Zhou's face was burning hot, and he said bravely, "I didn't think about it. Father, she is about the same age as Aying, and several years younger than me. I don't know as much as her..."

"It's about the same age as Ah Ying, that's not okay." The emperor put on a serious face, "You're only so young, and it will take at least three years to get married. How old will you be by then? No way."

The emperor was so dignified that he didn't look like he was joking.

King Zhou was flustered and looked at him beggingly, "Father, it won't take a few years..."

"No, dad doesn't like it." The emperor shook his head solemnly.

"She grows very fast..." Zhou Wang still didn't give up.

The corner of the emperor's mouth curled up.

The smile on his face was fleeting, and he said decisively: "No, every inch of time!"

Zheng Sezhuang Rong, what he said was true.

The king of Zhou was stunned, and tried to reason with the emperor, "But, father, the second sister-in-law is not very old, and the second brother has been waiting for her for two years..."

"Your second brother is filial and obedient." The emperor said lightly.

The king of Zhou woke up like a dream, and smiled slightly, "Father, the child is also filial and obedient. Whatever you ask the child to do, the child will definitely obey."

The emperor rubbed his chin, "Is it true or a lie?"

"Of course it is true." King Zhou vowed.

The emperor leaned on the back of the chair and rolled his eyes comfortably, "Then, are you still in a hurry to leave?"

"No." The king of Zhou agreed against his will, and thumped the emperor's leg twice.

"It's so good." The emperor said happily with a joyful smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)