Just as Da Siming Xiang Sinian said, Zhong Lishuo has a very thorough understanding of the "Tai Yi Jing". This young man with a very gentle temperament has a lot of patience. She explained the simple things in simple terms and made extensive references, which greatly benefited Xuan Jingchen, who had just listened to it in Hongwen Museum. After explaining for more than half an hour, it was time to copy the scriptures.
This is the only time the Queen can leave to Emperor Zhao every day. Zhong Lishuo was in the case of Xuan Jingchen, and together with her, according to Xiang Sinian's account, he copied the scriptures of prayer. She didn't think to care who these long and boring scriptures were copied for, because she was full of energy and fell on the woman opposite.
The distracted Zhong Lishuo, while transcribing the scriptures, secretly looked at the queen from the corner of his eyes, almost greedily looking at the queen's appearance of copying the scriptures. She had worked with the Queen on the same case for many years, and was familiar with her every little movement. When the other party wanted to press the paperweight to hold down the scriptures, she took action in time and helped her hold down the long piece of paper.
The undisguised gaze of the young man caught Xuan Jingchen's attention, and after putting down the last stroke, Xuan Jingchen placed the dry ink pen on the inkstone table. She raised her eyes, looked at the gaze of the young robed youth, and said with a smile, "What are you looking at, Mr. Xiao? But what did I do wrong? Or did I write something wrong?"
He restrained his expression a little, and the young man who was used to acting laughed shyly and said softly, "It's not that there is anything wrong with Your Majesty, it's just that Caomin feels that His Majesty's words are powerful, but they can hide their edge in the show, like a famous master's hand. Besides, His Majesty holds the pen in a graceful manner, and the picture drawn from the words is very pleasing to the eye, so I took the liberty to take a few more glances."
Xuan Jingchen smiled when he heard the words, dipped his hand with ink, put the pen on the paper again, and said warmly: "Le Zheng Shi Lang Guan Lai speaks upright, I thought that the same is true of the little gentleman, but I never thought that the little gentleman is a romantic person. , said something so sweet."
Zhong Lishuo was not at all worried that the queen would think she was frivolous. He just put on an innocent look, and asked with a smile, "What the grass people say is the truth, what's wrong?"
Xuan Jingchen didn't stop writing, and smiled, "Very good." She wrote down her handwriting on the rice paper and said to Zhong Lishuo, "Sir, don't call yourself a grassroots, you don't need to be too restrictive in front of me."
"Wuchen understands." Zhong Lishuo chose a title of his own and said to the queen. Xuan Jingchen raised his eyes, looked at the young man sitting in front of him with his pen closed, and asked, "Sir, don't you continue copying?"
"I have finished copying today's homework." Zhong Lishuo said, staring at Xuan Jingchen with bright eyes, and asked curiously, "Can Wuchen ask Your Majesty a question? Your Majesty, why do you call me Mr. It's just to explain the meaning of the scriptures for His Majesty, His Majesty does not need to call me like this."
"Since explaining the meaning of the scriptures to me, he is my husband." Xuan Jingchen raised his eyes and looked at the immature young man in front of him. Calling you sir makes you look old, so I put a small print in front."
She thought that the child was thin-skinned, and she would blush for saying that. But contrary to Xuan Jingchen's expectations, the immature young man nodded, agreed with this statement, and said happily, "Even so, Wuchen understands."
Zhong Lishuo didn't mind what the queen would call her at all, no matter what it was, as long as the queen called it, it was unique.
Seeing her innocent appearance, Xuan Jingchen couldn't help shaking his head, but his eyes were attracted by the words on the paper that Zhong Lishuo spread out.
"This word..." Xuan Jingchen frowned slightly, looking at the strong and solemn Zhongzheng font on the case, and met the boy's doubtful gaze.
Zhong Lishuo tilted his head and asked curiously, "What's wrong with this character? Your Majesty thinks my handwriting is not very good."
Xuan Jingchen shook his head, thinking in his mind of the note he saw at the beginning of the year, which was clearly different from the current font. She only held the pen and said, "This word looks a bit too old. It's not like a font that people of Mr. Xiao's age would like."
Zhong Lishuo breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "This word is dedicated to the gods, so be upright and solemn, and write it in another font on weekdays."
Xuan Jingchen was stunned when he heard the words, his eyes locked on Zhong Lishuo, and he said warmly, "Do you still like to use different fonts for different situations? Do you know a lot of fonts?"
"That's right. I had nothing to do when I was young, so I learned many famous fonts, so I can imitate one or two." Zhong Lishuo nodded, very happy that the queen could notice his own affairs.
Seeing the young man's smiling face, Xuan Jingchen's mind came to the image of Emperor Zhao's review of memorials a long time ago: "The matter of the Ministry of Rites is written in gorgeous and beautiful words, and I of the Ministry of Households and the Ministry of Military Affairs go back and forth with indifference, so, then People can feel at ease.”
The young man in front of him, like Emperor Zhao, is good at a variety of fonts. The familiarity that comes from deep memory makes Xuan Jingchen stop writing and look deeply at Zhong Lishuo, "Who did you learn your handwriting from?"
"I was taught by my mother... The teacher invited by my mother taught me to learn." Zhong Lishuo was so happy that he almost said the words that his mother taught me to learn.
She lived in the cold palace when she was a child, and was strictly protected by the commanders, staying with her mother. In addition to the shakuhachi, her mother, who is good at quyi calligraphy, has taught her many famous calligraphy since she was young. Until she went to Yunzhou, she was still practicing.
Cola has been staying at home since childhood, and her mother is not a calligrapher, but this sentence asked by the teacher is finally correct.
Xuan Jingchen pressed down the little ripples in his heart, nodded and continued to copy the scriptures. Seeing that she didn't say more, Zhong Lishuo smiled, and followed her to copy some more scriptures.
They burned the copied scriptures and ended the day of teaching. The sandalwood in the house has been burned, and night has already come. Xuan Jingchen looked at the darkened sky, looked at the green-robed Taoist priest who was packing his books, and said, "It's already dark, I will order the guards to take you back."
Zhong Lishuo shook his head and smiled at her: "Don't bother Your Majesty, I go home at this hour every day, and the servants who came to pick me up from Hou's residence are waiting at the door. Your Majesty, don't worry about me."
Xuan Jingchen smiled and said warmly, "Aren't you afraid that someone will stop you from driving again?"
Zhong Lishuo laughed when he heard the words, "Then I'll go home." After she finished speaking, she bowed to Xuan Jingchen and said, "Your Majesty, please go ahead and be careful along the way."
Seeing her like this, Xuan Jingchen nodded and walked towards the door of the backyard under the escort of several golden-robed guards. Zhong Li Shuo watched her disappear into the night, stopped for a while, and then left reluctantly.
Xuan Jingchen took the return car in the night wind and drove towards the palace. She sat upright in the carriage, reading the agronomy she was studying today by the dim oil lamp, put down her book after a while, and knocked on the door of the carriage.
Feng Bo, who heard the secret words in the wind, landed beside the queen's car, and heard her order: "Escort that young master Lezheng home, and come back to see me."
Feng Bohou, who was loyal to the order, was beside the Queen's car, hesitated for a while, and then heard the Queen say: "Just leave for a while, I'll be fine, you go."
Feng Bo thought about what Da Siming said to her that night. It is right to be loyal to the East Emperor, but it is also his duty to protect his family. Uncle Feng, who had been persuaded by the Great Secretary for a night, finally took the first step to leave the Queen and flew away in the direction of Zhong Lishuo's departure.
After Feng Bo left, the queen holding the book frowned. She thought about the words of Qinglan Da Siming before he entered the kingdom of God, and a calm heart like a Pinghu rippled.
She remembered that Qing Lan joked with her that when Wuzhi met Le Zhengsu, the other party was her Zheng Taohua. Now the people who watch Tian Si, especially Da Si Ming, are very familiar with her. Even Feng Bo, who has been by her side all the time, is willing to listen to her words and follow Le Zhengsu. You must know that before the Queen ordered Feng Bo to protect Princess Jing Ming, she was unwilling.
Xuan Jingchen passed through his mind several times, and finally fell on Qing Lan. When the chief minister left, he should have explained something to Xiang Sinian, shouldn't he really want to help her, think Le Zhengsu is suitable.
It was rare for her to think about her own affairs a few times, and she became more and more concerned about the similarities between Le Zhengsu and Zhong Lishuo, and she had some doubts that such Le Zhengsu was cultivated by Jian Tiansi.
She didn't want to think badly of people, but she always had some doubts about Emperor Zhao.
Le Zhengsu was still Ah Ying's younger sister, and at this point, she couldn't bear to scold the boy. Xuan Jingchen thought about it and decided to summon Xiang Sinian to ask.
But after a lot of thinking, Xuan Jingchen dismissed the idea. Forget it, soldiers will come to block it, and water will come to cover it. What's more, even if Supervisor Tiansi really meant to push Le Zhengsu to the middle palace, it would depend on whether the boy would be willing. They are one round apart. Children of this age should prefer boys and girls of the same age.
Zhong Lishuo, who was walking towards his home, had no idea how hard it was to think about the queen, and speculated about her in his heart. Even she herself didn't know that the superintendent of the Tiansi Si Nian Da Si Ming was sincere in connecting them, but Zhong Lishuo, who had this thought, seized the opportunity, and all this can be said to be doomed.
When the queen began to go to Hongwen Hall in the evening to listen to the young master's lecture, the court was busy with the news that the prince of the barbarians had arrived in the Qing Kingdom.
The young prince did not know the elegant words of the Qing Kingdom, and the queen decided to let the prince study at Hongwen Hall. Therefore, in order to arrange the prince who was not familiar with his life, the queen ordered some noble young people who could speak barbaric language to be the prince. Companion reading.
The residence of the prince is temporarily arranged in the palace, and companion reading can live in the palace with the prince. The nobles who heard the news wished that there were noble youths of the same age in the family who would speak savagely. Therefore, during this period of time, the teenagers who were urged by their elders to learn the barbarian language only felt extremely headaches.
Zhong Lishuo felt very happy when he heard the news. At this time, she was very fortunate that she was diligent and studious when she was young. In addition to her skills in quyi and calligraphy, she is also very good at language. She can't help but speak barbarian language, Bo people language, and Xian language.
The very happy Zhong Lishuo went to Zhenbeihou and explained his purpose to him.
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