Eastward Flow

Eight

No one ever imagined that everyone was thinking of Her Majesty. At this moment, she was wearing a primrose-colored uniform of an ordinary gold robe guard, with a long knife on her waist and patrolling with the team of the gold robe guard. She changed her makeup, and looked at the young men and women with the little princess Jingming next to her. Like all noble girls, the little princess carefully looked at those men and women who might marry the elder sister, and secretly made a judgment in her heart.

"Sister, sister, do you like it? Look at that young lady over there, it looks very good, and it's okay for you to be included in the palace. Or that little brother, who looks good-looking and speaks very well Yes, it can make you happy too. "Under the uniform of Jin Paowei, Jing Jingning, who had a slender waist, approached the queen and whispered in her ear.

The Emperor's eyes did not squint, and she just walked forward. Hearing her sister saying this, she laughed: "Is this something that can be decided by meeting?"

"But you don't even need to look at anyone, you may be the emperor. You really have to go back and see those old men who are ready to tuck you in." The princess murmured and muttered dissatisfied, "You look like this, but It's not interesting, Sister Huang. "

"It's good to come out to relax," said the Empress, concentrating on the duties of a gold robe guard, and did not intend to continue the princess's topic.

She had no plans to get married again, but the ministers could not agree. At this feast, she only had the intention to celebrate the growing prosperity of Daqing, and she was not interested in what the ministers said would recommend several handsome men at the banquet.

Fortunately, before the Ministry of Li Shangshu came up with the idea of ​​a flowering meeting, she pushed the boat down the river to take a good look at the talents in Daqing, and escaped the boring recommendations and meetings.

The minister thought that she would get married, and all the young men and women ran to the position of queen husband and queen. Therefore, the young people who appeared at the banquet were all outstanding young talents.

Although the best young people do not hold the idea of ​​entering the palace, they also come with the expectation that they can be appreciated by the emperor. Because of this, p Jingyi wants to see how good the characters appear in Yulongge. If there are really one or two young people who can contribute to the country, it will be worthwhile tonight.

Her majesty, the empress of the world, did not have the slightest affection for her children as others expected. Since she was young, she has known that her eldest sister is a man who is full of thoughts to protect the home and defend the country. Princess Jingming couldn't help but sigh, and inevitably thought of another person.

Only for a few short years, the princess had a deep feeling for the Emperor Zhao who took care of himself in his youth. To this day, she is still mourning for Emperor Zhao, who died early. In contrast to her concern, the princess always felt that the eldest sister, Zhaodi's wife, had forgotten too quickly.

No, it was not forgotten. She even suspected that her elder sister had been hurt for Emperor Zhao.

In this world, people are the most important, family affairs are second, and the eldest sister of the king is the most irrelevant. The death of Emperor Zhao may be a kind of death.

The ruined Chu Kingdom has rolled into the torrent of history, and the ever-increasing Daqing has made the people happy and happy. In recent years, although the eldest sister has been able to manage every day, it is much better than frowning when she is as busy as Zhao Di.

Big marriage is not a big deal.

Before stepping into Yulong Pavilion, Princess Jingming was unwilling, and her unwilling elder sister had to marry again under pressure. But after stepping into Yulong Pavilion, she saw that her elder sister was still in a calm posture, but she was a little grateful.

At least, the eldest sister failed to show affection for her brother-in-law, and so did everyone else.

Almost all the young men and women who entered the Yulong Pavilion received the news of the Queen ’s clothing. They did not recognize the modified Queen, just like all the men and women who did not know each other during the flowering meeting. They launched a lively atmosphere and tried to attract people. come.

On the second floor of Yulong Pavilion are basically young men and women selected by the family to be sent to the palace, and Junjie who came out to meet the world. The queen walked along with a long knife on her waist and heard a lot of current affairs insights. She shook her head and walked silently.

The assassins of the former imperial dynasty led most of the young people born in that era to be afraid to express their chests. When they were young, they became very unremarkable. Seeing that there was nothing to attract her, the queen of the micro-service tour went to the entrance of the third floor and finally decided to take off the primrose suit of the gold robe guard.

At this moment, a soft drum came from the ichthyosaur stage, followed by the lyre, and a clear shakuhachi slowly climbed up from the stage.

At this moment, all the words dissipated, and everyone in the Yulong Pavilion stopped all the movements on their hands and turned to look at the lotus stage of Yuxi Opera. All eyes fell on the ivory-dressed man standing on the stage. White brocade, young man with only half of his hair.

Who is this Who is playing an instrument banned by the emperor?

Many people have such a doubt in their hearts. When we look at the teenager who is about 17 or 8 years old in Taichung, I have a little more measurement.

The Queen's footsteps hesitated, and then slowly walked to an empty railing on the third floor, looking down at the teenager who was playing on the stage. The little princess who was next to her turned her head to look at her, and wanted to say something, but when she saw the boy on the stage, she said quietly, "Isn't this Mr. Lin Xuechang? Sister Huang ..."

The princess turned her head and looked at the elder sister beside her. She was about to say something, but was interrupted by a young and energetic teenager.

"Who's this song, and who made it?" The young man in red rushed to the other corner of the railing occupied by the Jinpao guards, looked down on the railing, and was surprised: "The vigorous atmosphere is yet gentle Passionate, like the pose of a sea **** dancing, beautiful. "

She said to herself, the small voice sounded so touching. The little princess glared at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of her. She almost blurted out "how are you?"

"Who is the performer, skilled and very elegant?" The young man muttered again, looking at the youngster playing the shakuhachi with envy.

"That was the eldest son of the minister of the ceremony, Lin Zhi, Lin Mengdie." A gentle word suddenly inserted, and the young man who was hooked by the song suddenly looked up and looked at the talking woman.

That handsome face faded from the youth's youthfulness against the bright lights of Yulong Pavilion, and the moment she looked back, she caught the empress's eyes severely. Such beauty is almost illusory, as if the mirror is blooming, and the majesty with his long knife released his hand and looked forward uncontrollably.

No one saw the ripples in Gujing Wubo's eyes that came from both directions, and caused a great stir. The empress, who had never ignored someone overnight, suddenly spoke, attracting the attention of all the gold robe guards nearby. The little princess who was next to the queen looked at the elder sister in surprise, trying to find what she had always hoped to find on her face.

When the eyes fell on the Jinpao guards beside him, they suddenly remembered how rude Zhong Lishuo, who was only drunk in the heart, arrogantly bowed down and said, "Thank you for telling me that I was only drunk in the art of music. Adults must blame it. "

She looked at the gold robe guards beside her and did not leave one behind. Zhong Lishuo's gaze fell on the headed woman, saying: "I wonder if I can be here with the adults and listen to this song?"

"Anyway, please." Unlike the gentle response from Cai Fang, the adult's voice seemed a bit cold. Zhong Lishuo didn't pay attention to these changes, lying on the railings listening to the song.

She didn't know that the person she had been expecting to see stood behind her, looking at her intently. The little princess who was next to the queen wanted to say something, and was about to open her lips. Then she saw the queen put out her forefinger and put her lips to signal her snoring.

The little princess looked at the queen, and then the teenager who listened to the music quietly, and swallowed all the sounds.

The little princess suddenly thought that when she was young, she went to the study to find her prince-in-law, but she saw that her elder sister covered her cloak for the prince who had fallen asleep on the case. At that time, she ran forward happily, but was held in her arms by her elder sister, and her forefinger pressed her lips to speak. What did the eldest sister say at that time, oh, she whispered softly: "Shh, Ning Erbei, don't make noise to your Highness, Your Royal Highness is too tired, let her sleep."

At that time, Shang Xiao was uncomfortable. At the moment, I remembered that the little princess was gradually turning red.

The queen stood behind Zhong Lishuo, looked at the stunning side face as if she had met her for the first time, and moved her hand on the side of her waist an inch.

Jin Paowei, who was behind him, murmured, and accompanied the empress quietly to a song.

The song was over, and the noise was all around. The young man in white didn't care how others talked about his charm, holding the shakuhachi in his hand and turned away from the lotus leaf platform.

Zhong Lishuo lay on the railing and looked at the back of his departure, thinking what the song was called. This should be a new song, I really want to ask this person to ask for the score.

"If the young man wants a score, he might as well go to the Hongwen Museum. As far as I know, this Lin Gongzi is a musician in the Hongwen Museum, and he didn't enter the officialdom with his father." The woman's voice sounded gentle Softly, it seems like the softest spring water is very pleasant.

With this remark, Zhong Lishuo realized once again that she had spoken her heart. Looking up in shame, Zhong Lishuo finally set his sight on the woman in front of him.

Zhong Lishuo, who was born in Lanzhou, will be raised for more than half a year, although he is very ill all year round. He is taller and therefore taller than most women. The adult in front of the golden robe guarded him, only to her chin.

The woman had a pretty face and was wearing a primrose suit of the golden robe guard, although she looked petite but very beautiful. Zhong Lishuo fixed his eyes, his eyes fell on each other's eyes, and the four eyes were opposite each other, as if all the sight had been caught. She was trapped in those dark and translucent eyes, and an unusually familiar feeling poured out. Heart.

These eyes, she must have seen somewhere. 2k novel reading network