Chapter 9 Who is she? (《》)

In Yang's mansion, Yang Sijian was talking to his daughter.

It was hard for Yang Sijian to ask, but Mrs. Yang was asking: "Min'er, Liu Rengui's spoiler said that the prince is good, and your elder brother came back and said that the prince is good. What's the matter?"

Yang Min lowered her head into her collar and said nothing. However, red clouds crept up unconsciously, but she gave birth to a pink face, and she was ashamed that Mrs. Yang didn't see it.

"You fool, are you all right?"

"My mother, can you ignore it?" Yang Min said in a mosquito-like voice.

Can you just ask? The old man was worried about this matter last night and didn’t fall asleep in the middle of the night. Mrs. Liu said angrily: “This is your lifelong event and a big event for my whole family. How can you talk to your mother with this attitude!”

Yang Min just pinched the pleats of her skirt with her hands, but she was thinking in her heart. Who is this prince?

He looked very gentle, as gentlemanly, humble and polite, and could write such passionate and heroic poems Yu Xiaoling. I don’t know what poems he would have written if he wrote a poem. It seemed that the word was written very well, and he had never seen that kind of handwriting.

It’s not surprising that there are so many books piled up in his dormitory. I also heard that he likes to study hard since he was a child, and has the best teacher to guide him. It’s also necessary to have knowledge.

In fact, it is considered knowledgeable and gentle. I also knew that he was kind before, but why I always feel strange when I see him today.

Mrs. Yang asked again.

Yang Min couldn't help but answer: "The others are very good!"

"Thank God! Amitabha, my grandfather, this morning I got up before dawn and burned a pillar of incense. The Bodhisattva appeared." After Mrs. Yang finished speaking, she immediately stood up, ran to the incense table, slapped three incense sticks, and then bowed three times.

He walked back and said, "Min'er, there is also a piece of Korean ginseng that the queen gave to Silla tribute last time. I will buy a hen tomorrow and stew a soup, and you will take it to the East Palace."

"What are you messing around? The East Palace has its own dining room. Do you want anything? Besides, the personal guards will ask you to bring your food to the East Palace at will?"

"Dalang, I'm all confused. It's not Min'er. Can you invite the prince to my house? I've never seen the prince nearby?" Everyone said it was good, but the impression changed, and the mother-in-law had the idea of ​​looking at her son-in-law.

This is not considered over-the-counter, but Yang Min is not sure now.

Her eyes were a little confused. This future husband, who is likely the first person in the Tang Dynasty, has always been gentle to her in the morning, but this gentleness made her feel a little worried.

I thought of his appearance towards the little palace maid again, and I felt a little savory.

If he had written those wonderful and magnificent poems for me, and even sang those strange songs...

A red cloud floated on my face again. Did I really fall in love with this sick ghost?

Spring is getting deeper day by day. Some peach blossoms in the East Palace cannot withstand the fragrance of the east wind, and they bloom weakly on the branches, making them red and prickly.

Li Wei has been busier these days, so he has to read first. He has read a lot of ancient books, including Tang poetry, Song lyrics, Yuan lyrics, and even poems from Ming and Qing dynasties, as well as some other miscellaneous studies. However, because it is hard to understand ancient books, he has never been very interested in them. For example, if he does not read the translated version of "Shangshu", he can only understand one-quarter.

But what are you learning now? It is these ancient classics. Moreover, Li Hong has been reading poetry and books, so he has to take some things out. Fortunately, he has a good understanding and has a foundation in ancient Chinese. Now he has no distractions in other entertainment activities. He has made great progress in the past few days.

There is also exercise. After working hard for a few days, the disease caused by catching a cold was cured, but the decoction was not interrupted, which was used to treat the ghost tuberculosis. Finally, a few days later, he could barely use this body to complete a complete set of Chen-style Tai Chi.

A sensation of autumn rain is cooler, while a sensation of spring rain is warmer. After a heavy rain that day, the second sensation of rain came. The weather turned clearer and the weather became warmer.

Chun and Jingming, Li Wei was studying hard with a book of "Etiquette". When the eunuch came in outside and reported that Yang Min had a visit.

"Let her come in."

When the eunuch went down, Bier said dissatisfiedly: "Weasel, I'm not happy to wish the chicken a happy new year."

Li Wei knocked on her forehead with his finger and said, "Little girl, she doesn't come to visit Gu. You said she is not good, but came to visit Gu. You said she is uneasy and kind, what should you do if you ask her to do?"

Bier stuck out her tongue.

Yang Min walked in and asked Li Wei to support her, saying, "I said, there is no need to. At least we are still relatives, so we don't have to be bound by common etiquette."

"I dare not," but Yang Min sat down obediently. Then she opened the small bag in her hand, took out a green jacket, and said, "Prince, this is a jacket I made. The weather is unstable in February, and sometimes spring cold will warm the prince's body. However, time is tight, so I don't have time to embroider the paintings on it."

Seeing Li Wei taking it with a smile, he added: "Crown Prince, this is really done by me. I am clumsy, but I can barely make sense of embroidery work."

"Thank you," Li Wei said this time from the bottom of his heart.

Anyway, Yang Min is only fifteen years old this year. This is what she said at this time. If she is one year old in the future, she is only thirteen years old. In later generations, what can a thirteen-year-old child do?

Yang Min secretly glanced at Li Wei again, with a smile and a gentle and jade-like smile, but the more she did this, the more she felt guilty. But after a few days, her complexion seemed to have become better again. On his pale face, one or two bloodshots appeared rarely.

After serving tea, she asked nervously: "That Your Highness, what you said that day, Yu Xiaoling must be accompanied by a big drum and sing the great man to sing the true meaning. So is there any real ancient poem that can do this?"

"Yes, Cao Mengde's "Viewing the Sea", Yang Su, the prime minister of the Sui Dynasty, "Going to the Frontier", Lu Shengzhi, the new commander of the Lu family in Fanyang, and "Longtou Water", are all very broad in artistic conception."

"I know all these..." Yang Min couldn't say anything. She thought to herself, I'm not going to listen to these poems, but I want you to write a majestic poem.

How could Li Wei not know what she thought? Because her little hands made a jacket for herself, she picked up a pen and wrote: The black clouds were pressing against the city and the light of armor opened to the sun and golden scales.

With a split sentence, I wrote down the tense situation on the battlefield.

He also wrote down: The sound of horns is everywhere in the autumn scenery, and the fish is covered with swallows and fat condenses at night. Half a roll of red flag is facing Yishui, and the frost is heavy and the cold sound is not rising. I will report you to the golden platform and support the jade dragon to die for you.

Later, when Han Yu read this poem, he hurriedly tied his crown and invited Li He to come over. This shocked the literary master so much, which shows the charm of this poem.

"Good poetry, good poetry," Yu Xiaoling, after all, could not enter the elegant hall, but the meaning of poetry and essays is the mainstream of the literary world now. Yang Min couldn't help but murmur.

Li Wei thought to himself, "What a poem, what a good poem, what a good lyric in my stomach, and even the good songs are too many.

It turns out that this guy regards all these poems and songs as his own, but who can think of him? Could it be that Li Bai also came over and faced him with his family?

"Can you give this poem to me?" Yang Min asked in a low voice. This person cannot be a thief, and he will feel weak when he becomes a thief. Facing Li Wei, she thought of all the things she had used to treat Li Hong, and she became more and more guilty. She had no confidence in asking for a little poem.

"Take it."

"Thank you, Your Highness," the little beautiful girl trembled happily. After taking a few sips of tea, she asked carefully: "Can I ask you a question?"

"Okay, ask."

"I thought about the strange song you sang that day. After I went back, I thought about it. In fact, the artistic conception was also very broad. The hero was not afraid of being too weak in his background, and was proud of his ambitions. It was very inspiring. But this song was mainly thanked for a little lady?"

Li Wei thought to himself, I know Xiao Qi thanked the little lady? If so, this was a mistake. But I really couldn't answer, so he said, "I sang casually. But I really have to thank you. I am very grateful to Bier. Over the years, I have been in poor health, and only Bier is serving her by my side regardless of danger."

Bier fell down in emotion and cried, saying, "Your Highness, this is what I should do. You can't say it, I can't afford it."

Li Wei had said before that she was good, but in front of the future Crown Princess, she said it in front of the future, which meant a lot different.

Yang Min looked disappointed.

Li Wei helped Bier up and said, "This is not a compliment, it is what you deserve."

Then he looked at Yang Min meaningfully and said, "You are still young and don't understand things very well. No matter what happened in the past, I forgot my lonely, but there is one thing you should remember. If you want others to be nice to you, you must be nice to others too. Although efforts may not be rewarded, you can expect rewards and you must give."

"Yes," Li Wei said this. Yang Min was not angry, but she couldn't help but feel cheerful.

He responded in a low voice, looked at Li Wei expectantly, and asked, "My mother, I want to invite you to the lord of the body and to be a guest at the mansion, can you?"

"Wait," Li Wei patted his lungs.

"Yeah," the voice became even smaller, and her head lowered, not knowing what she was thinking.

Although she is unparalleled in beauty, Li Wei is not a fan of flowers. Besides, he is the crown prince. As long as he can successfully ascend the throne, well, what kind of beautiful woman can't get it?

The Xiaomeimei’s revolution has not been successful yet, so comrades must work hard.

Two little swallows flew around under the tall eaves of the building.

Bier said in surprise: "Prince, Swallow is back."

"The spring in Guanzhong has really arrived," Li Wei sighed. Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

"Look, what is the swallow holding in his mouth?"

The building was a little taller, and it looked from a distance, not very clear. Li Wei squinted his eyes and looked for a while before saying, "It's a small branch. This pair of swallows is going to build a nest here."

"Okay, I'll see the little swallows in the future."

"Well, but I want to see the little swallows for many days. They set up their nests first and then lay eggs. They hatched the little swallows, and they also had to bring the insects back to feed them, and then taught the young swallows to fly. That was the most touching time." Li Wei stared at the pair of little swallows. The little swallows didn't know that the two were commenting on them, and they still drew beautiful black figures in the air, and kept chirping happily.

Bier suddenly turned around and stared at Li Wei.

"Why are you looking at me? Is there a flower on my lonely face?"

"No, Your Highness, the Crown Prince, I have been serving you for most of the day today, but I haven't heard you cough."

If you think about it carefully, it is true.

"Would you like me to ask the imperial physician to come and diagnose the prince?"

"OK."

The best way is to take an X-ray, but the current conditions... you can't underestimate traditional Chinese medicine, but traditional Chinese medicine is more difficult. For example, taking a pulse and feeling the pulse beating is to turn the book into pieces. If you don't have rich practical knowledge, what can you tell?

In addition, many people who have half understood or not, have cheated and gradually ruined the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine.

However, the imperial doctors in the palace have profound attainments in traditional Chinese medicine. At least, a disease like tuberculosis can diagnose a person who is inseparable from the patient.

Seeing Bier's figure leaving, Li Wei felt a little lost, and was somewhat expectant and worried. If he could hear a good news, it would mean that he finally took the first big step.
Chapter completed!