Qi Meng Xuanji

From the bottom of his heart, he thinks that it is only natural for men and wives to be in groups, and it is a great gift or even sacrifice to keep a woman alone. What's the meaning of being together.

I thought that after this incident, the two would be very embarrassed to meet again, but the next day Xuanji found that she seemed to be the only one who took this matter to heart. Zhao Jianshen's attitude remained the same, and the people who knew she had been to the backyard for a banquet were also Never mention it. Even Keer was so curious, but he didn't say a word, but the eyes floating towards Xuanji were full of sadness and incomprehension.

Everything went back to the original point, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was like a dream bubble overnight, passing by in a flash.

It’s just that Zhao Siyuan is not easy to appease. It took Xuanji a lot of thought to get the awkward child to forgive her-including showing off her horrible piano skills to prove her innocence.

The court musician who performed that night was invited to the palace by chance to teach her female family members’ piano skills. Of course, Xuanji did not want to go to the backyard to join in the fun, but the musician admired Xuanji very much and often opened a small stove to guide Xuanji’s playing skills.

This musician, whose surname is Lian Tao, is a typical music fanatic. He is very interested in the strange music songs in Xuanji's mind. Xuanji is so happy that he can occasionally nostalgia for homesickness through his performance. Every time Lian Tao went to the palace to teach the female relatives, he would go to listen to Songju to drink tea.

Knowing that Lian Tao will come this day, Xuanji finished the work early and returned to Ting Songju. In front of the courtyard, he heard the familiar music, Sirius played by Ma Qin. Ma Qin is similar to the modern erhu. Xuanji has never liked the erhu. The babbling tone was miserable, but after hearing this Sirius by chance, he completely changed his mind about Erhu. A while ago, he discovered a horse qin brought by Lian Tao, and Xuanji immediately used the qin to cover up a Sirius song, and asked him to write it down and play it on the horse qin.

Walking into the yard, Lian Tao was playing in the yard, but Kerr and Zhang Ma were fascinated by it.

Because the two sons will return to the palace to report on their duties at the end of this year, Zhang's mother will stay in the palace until the New Year's Day. Zhang's mother has not been in the palace for a long time, and Zhao Jianshen did not specifically arrange her work during this period, so Zhang's mother only assisted her father Zhang Qiaoyu to deal with official affairs, and usually visited Xuanji when she was fine.

After the song was finished, Xuanji, Zhang Ma, and Kerr clapped vigorously at the same time. It was really wonderful.

Xuanji admired: "Mr. Lian is really amazing. I played it on the piano so nonsense that you can play it better than I have ever heard."

Lian Tao himself was quite satisfied, and smiled: "Xuanji, don’t be too humble. You have made rapid progress in the past half month. The theory of piano skills is only slightly worse than Mrs. Shaoyao. When it comes to the meaning of the piano, there is only The prince and Mr. Zhang are comparable to Xuanji."

"Mr. Lian you praise me so, I will be complacent, hehe." Xuanji smiled happily.

"Huh! What is the meaning? You are so proud of someone casually complimenting you!" Zhao Siyuan swaggered into the yard.

Zhang Ma, Lian Tao and Kerr hurriedly got up to salute, Xuanji turned around and made a grimace, and said with a smile: "It's normal for children to understand. If adults talk, you can go play."

Zhao Siyuan was furious and jumped in front of Xuanji: "I am taller than you, but you are only three years older than me. What do you pretend?!"

Xuan Ji is not afraid of this paper tiger: "It doesn't matter if you are tall or old, you are naive, and you are still a child when you reach fifty, haha!"

Zhao Siyuan smirked: "I know why you always pretend to be older than me. Don't you just want to marry my father and be my stepmother? Humph!"

"Wow, don't scare me, I want to have a stupid son like you, and still have the face to go out to meet people?" Will Xuanji still lose to such a spoiled ancient child?

auzw.com This is not the first time that the other three have seen them quarrel. Although they are used to seeing them, they still can't help but sweat Xuanji's bold and rude remarks. Zhao Siyuan is a famous little overlord in Prince Zhao’s Mansion. Except for Zhao Jianshen, Zhang Qiaoyu, and Zhang Ma, who could cure him, everyone else evaded him when they ran into him. Xuanji never flinched when confronting him, but also angered him again and again. Got to squeak.

Having said that, it is Xuanji who can completely ignore the status of Zhao Siyuan's princely son. There are no peers in the palace that are equivalent to Zhao Siyuan. Zhao's family education is extremely strict. Zhao Siyuan's daily contact is not servants, subordinates or elders, and several capital aristocrats. The children of acquaintances who are familiar with the world are also very old-fashioned, which directly leads to Zhao Siyuan's low actual combat ability in quarreling and playing these trivial matters.

Zhao Siyuan had to argue, Zhang Ma smiled and patted him on the shoulder and said: "My little prince, Xuanji deliberately **** you off. You take it seriously. Who doesn't know that your literary talents and martial arts are the best among the younger generation in Beijing. ?"

Zhao Siyuan turned his face away angrily at Zhang Ma, who had brought him up since childhood. In Xuanji's eyes, she looked like a kid who couldn't eat sugar.

Xuanji thought about tomorrow's plan and felt that this child could not be offended, so she smiled and said, "How about I play a tune for you?"

Zhao Siyuan hummed: "Be fresh!"

"Well, I guarantee you haven't heard of it!" Xuanji said readily.

Xuanji played a folk song that was secretly practiced for a long time, Shandandan blossomed red and bright, and the music was lively. Xuanji deliberately accelerated the rhythm and became more lively, which made people feel unconscious after hearing it.

Lian Tao praised: "It sounds like folk songs and slang, but it's festive and joyful. Not bad, not bad! Xuanji, there are so many novel songs in your mind!"

Xuanji proudly said: "Thank you!"

Turning around to see Zhao Siyuan in a good mood, Xuanji took the opportunity to tell her plans for tomorrow: "I don’t have to go to the Yinlou tomorrow. I want to go out to see and buy some things. Xiaoyuan, you are most familiar with Beijing. See where these things can be. Can you buy it?"

Xuanji said and passed a list.

Zhao Siyuan took a look and said, "Why do you want these weird things! I'll help you find them. You still don't want to go out. If you get lost or get into trouble, let father Wang is angry, I can't bear it."

Xuanji said: "I'll find someone to accompany me, and I won't get lost. Besides, where can I make any mess? You are so nonsense."

"Do you remember the guys we saw in the restaurant last time? Do you know who the leader is?" Zhao Siyuan hummed.

Xuanji thought about it for a while: "There are a few people, but I don't have any impression. Are those people important? Didn't we reconcile in the end?"

"What kind of reconciliation? Those **** are interested in you. Ask everywhere about who you are in Prince Zhao's Mansion. The leader is Mo Zongjian, the son of the Prime Minister of Finance."

"Little prince!" Mom Zhang heard Zhao Siyuan's unshielded words, and quickly reminded her. Then I thought about it, and asked Lian Tao: "Lian, how about this Mo Zongjian style review?" I thought to myself, if it is good, Xuanji can consider it.

"Mother Zhang!" Before Lian Tao could reply, Zhao Siyuan interrupted angrily: "Whatever he is, Xuanji belongs to the father!"

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