On the night of the fifteenth, a silver moon hangs high in the sky, and the night is cold and windy, which makes the bright moon appear rounder and brighter.
Under the moonlight, the imperial garden has ten steps and one light. The garden path is wide and narrow. Before you know it, Princess Duanhui and Tingfang are walking in the front, Lanfang and Lanfang are in the middle, Song Jianing and Zhao Heng are in the back. With the future emperor beside him, Song Jianing was so excited that he no longer felt cold, holding the heater in both hands, his almond eyes looking east and west, but he didn't dare to look above Zhao Heng's belt.
There was still a walk before the first lantern after the competition, Princess Duanhui and Tingfang stopped to avoid suspicion, and the four of them naturally stopped as well. Princess Duanhui's maid Baoping and Zhao Heng's eunuch, Eunuch Fu, walked over quickly. The two stood side by side under the lamp. Eunuch Fu supervised and Baoping was in charge of reciting the title: "At the end of the year, there is no shortage of fish and rice. Character."
Princess Duanhui raised her head to meditate, and the three girls of the Guo family also had their own postures, trying to solve the problem.
Zhao Heng lowered his eyes and saw Song Jianing holding the small copper heater, tilting his head toward him in thought. When his eyes met unexpectedly, Zhao Hengzheng hesitated to remind her, but Song Jianing retracted his head as if it was hot, and her delicate face was almost completely hidden by the fox fur on her collar. At the same time, Princess Duanhui, who was reminded by Tingfang, was happy Reported the answer: "Scales, scales of fish scales!"
Baozhu smiled and nodded, and Eunuch Fu made a note on the ledger.
After Eunuch Fu finished writing, Song Jianing just realized why the mystery was scale, and nodded solemnly.
Zhao Heng turned his head to look to one side.
Everyone continued to move forward, and the second lantern riddle came: "The bottomless pit, make an idiom."
As soon as Baozhu's voice fell, the third girl, Yunfang, immediately raised her hand and reported loudly, "Unfathomable!"
The correct answer is that Eunuch Fu will give the two Guo girls another victory.
After losing twice in a row, Song Jianing peeked nervously at the third prince, and caught a glimpse of the boy's indifferent side face and the tightly pursed lips. Although she was the only one who lost, the third prince himself didn't guess it, but she had no choice but to blame her for being stupid.
"Want to win?"
Song Jianing raised his head in surprise when two clear and low words came from his ears. Zhao Heng's eyes were as cold as water, and he looked at her without any emotional ups and downs. After confirming that the third prince was really asking herself, Song Jianing blinked, and asked nervously, "Does Your Highness want to win?" If she really wanted to, she could replace her with the second sister Lan Fang. The second sister was a good learner and helped the third prince win. Chances are greater.
She thought of being considerate, but Zhao Heng didn't follow her guess and said only two words: "You grab it."
Song Jianing looked at him and realized that she was stupid, the third prince must be extremely smart, otherwise how could he be the emperor!
Understand, Song Jianing quickly nodded vigorously, trying to make the third prince feel her determination to be willing to serve. If you can't answer the questions, if you can't do the simple rushing questions, in the future, the third prince will tell the world that she is stupid, and it will not be wronged her!
Holding the heart of allegiance to the future emperor, Song Jianing couldn't help but take two steps forward, raising his neck and staring at the orb with the inscription.
"The third question." The wind blew the lantern, Baozhu held the lantern, stared at the question for a while, and was not sure about it: "Wu, typing a word is the martial word for martial arts."
As soon as the voice fell, Princess Duanhui and Guo Jiasanfang hadn't understood the question, when Song Jianing suddenly exclaimed: "I know!"
Because it was for the future emperor, Song Jianing was very confident. Not to mention Princess Duanhui, it was the first time that the three girls of the Guo family had heard her speak so loudly. Sanfang smiled and looked at her sister after the accident. Princess Duanhui was not very happy, and frowned and scolded: "If you grab the question, just grab the question, so what are you doing so loudly?"
Song Jianing's high confidence suddenly fell short, and whispered, "Not next time."
Princess Duanhui snorted and asked suspiciously, "What is the answer?"
"Fei, your writing is brilliant." Zhao Heng replied calmly.
Tingfang and Lanfang suddenly realized, Princess Duanhui didn't understand, and asked, "Why?"
Song Jianing was also confused, raised his head and looked at Zhao Heng seriously. Zhao Heng glanced at her and said lightly, "Wen versus Wu, Wu Fei Wen, Fei Wen Fei."
A total of nine words were spoken, three words and three words. There was a slight pause between the two groups of three words. It was not particularly obvious, but a careful person could hear it. Tingfang and Lanfang, who had already understood, noticed it, but they had long known that the third prince had a mouth problem and did not show any strangeness, but Song Jianing didn't hear it at all. Admiration and worship. So smart, why didn't she think of it
The moonlight filled the air, and at this moment, she seemed to be in her eyes. Those almond eyes were so clear that she could see the emotions inside at a glance. After Zhao Heng answered the question, he observed Song Jianing secretly. He wanted to know how she would react when he heard his inconvenience, but unexpectedly received a sincere message.
A little riddle, how stupid is she herself to look at him with such adoring eyes
Zhao Heng indifferently withdrew his gaze.
Princess Duanhui looked at him, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in her heart. She used to think that the third brother, who usually cherishes words like gold, should really disdain to play with them. Now it seems that the third brother is in a good mood tonight, and he is willing to play with them. A little money makes an exception to say so much.
Princess Duanhui didn't want to lose. After realizing that her third half-brother was a formidable enemy, Princess Duanhui immediately put aside her playfulness and concentrated on doing her best. It's a pity that she has to listen to the questions, identify the questions, and get distracted. It's not as good as Song Jianing who just grabs the questions. The next three questions were answered by Song Jianing and Zhao Heng.
Princess Duanhui was furious. When she guessed the lantern riddle again, she grabbed the treasure before she finished speaking. As a result, she was unlucky, and neither she nor Tingfang knew the answer to the riddle. The third girl, Yunfang, is the least afraid of Princess Duanhui, so she coaxed and said, "I will deduct two coins for the wrong answer to the question. My cousin should think twice before doing this next time."
Princess Duanhui was hit with an eye knife.
After walking for a while, passing by a pavilion, Princess Duanhui was impatient and decided to rest, and walked towards the pavilion first: "Let's sit for a while, and continue in a quarter of an hour."
No one objected.
Song Jianing was a little hungry, how dare he open his arms for a banquet in the palace. She deliberately slowed down, taking advantage of the darkness outside the pavilion, Song Jianing looked straight ahead, but with her left hand, she unscrewed the purse skillfully, took off the lid of the porcelain bottle and poured out a bayberry candy, closed the lid, tightened the purse, and then pretended to turn her head. Looking at the scenery, I quickly stuffed bayberry candy into my mouth, and the sweet and sour taste instantly spread to the tip of the tongue.
"What?"
someone asked over her head.
Song Jianing almost bit his tongue, and turned his head to see that the third prince was on the side of the pavilion, his black eyes were facing her mouth, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be cloudy. Stealing it was indecent, Song Jianing bowed his head embarrassedly, but did not dare to deceive the future emperor, and said like a mosquito: "Yrica candy."
Zhao Heng snorted and didn't say anything, but he didn't let go.
Song Jianing couldn't guess what he was thinking. He glanced at the mutton fat jade pendant on the waist of the young man. Song Jianing was embarrassed to continue chewing candy. With something in his mouth, it was inconvenient to speak. The more silent he became, the more nervous he became. I couldn't believe the possibility, so I tentatively asked, "Your Highness, do you want to eat?"
This person knew she was eating, but didn't walk away, either because he wanted to see her eat, or because he was hungry and wanted to eat. Comparing the two, Song Jianing felt that the latter was more reliable. Sister Tingfang said that, except for the emperor, everyone at the palace banquet had a good time, and their stomachs were empty, and the fourth prince probably wasn't full.
Zhao Heng didn't expect her to ask such a question. He doesn't like sweets, but...
Recalling all the joy and excitement she felt because of him tonight, including the sugar delivery at this time, Zhao Heng hesitated for a moment, then extended his hand.
Are you really hungry
Song Jianing was inexplicably happy, and hurriedly poured out one... two, and placed it lightly on the young man's palm. Because of this action, Song Jianing inevitably saw the third prince's left hand. The five fingers were long and slender, and they were as smooth as a high-quality jade in the swaying halo of the lantern. When he looked at her two sugars, it seemed like a mortal dust that stained the beautiful jade.
Too nervous, Song Jianing didn't have a good grasp of proportions. When putting sugar, the fingertips accidentally touched the palm of the future emperor, which was unexpectedly warm.
Song Jianing retracted his hand in panic and lowered his head even lower.
She felt that Zhao Heng's palm was warm, and Zhao Heng naturally felt the coolness of the fat girl's fingertips, and the cool touch left an indescribable itch in his palm. Looking from the two candies to Song Jianing's blushing face, Zhao Heng frowned indiscernibly. If she touched it unintentionally, why should she be shy? If you touch it on purpose, she seems to be just eleven years old
Zhao Heng couldn't see through it, he only knew that he was not very disgusted.
In order to avoid the suspicion of the four girls in the pavilion, Zhao Heng clenched his left fist with his fingers, walked to the side of the pavilion as usual, turned his back to the four girls, and admired the moon alone.
Song Jianing quickly ate the candy and went to the pavilion to join the crowd.
"You whispered to the Third Highness?" Princess Duanhui asked suspiciously.
Song Jianing said half-truthfully, "I ate a bayberry candy, and the Third Highness asked me what I was doing."
Princess Duanhui whispered "greedy pig" in a low voice.
Song Jianing pretended not to hear, and glanced at the third prince outside the pavilion, thinking that he had given two candies to the future emperor, and suddenly felt that the third prince didn't seem so scary anymore.
After a short break, everyone continued to guess the riddles. Song Jianing grabbed fast, Zhao Heng knew everything, and the two were invincible. Always losing, Princess Duanhui became less and less interested, and came to a lantern again, Princess Duanhui pretended to be sleepy and yawned, and said tiredly: "I'm sleepy, this is the last question, we will leave after guessing. Bar."
Isn't it just a few taels of silver, when she rewarded Song Jianing.
Song Jianing didn't care about that. After Baozhu read the couplet title "Smoke Locked Pond Willow", she grabbed it without even thinking. After she grabbed it, she noticed that the atmosphere was not right, especially Princess Duanhui, who was still talking about being sleepy just now. Her eyes brightened as if she had answered the right question, and she looked at her with schadenfreude: "Cousin Jia Ning, do you want to win money too much, or do you trust my third brother too much? No one has ever matched this pair."
Song Jianing was dumbfounded and turned to look at Zhao Heng.
Zhao Heng's eyes were extremely cold, he could be right, but he couldn't say five words unless he stuttered.
He didn't want anyone to hear him talk like that.
He didn't speak for a long time, Song Jianing just thought he couldn't answer, but the question had already been robbed. In order not to lose the face of the future emperor, Song Jianing gritted his teeth, lowered his head and thought to himself, racking his brains, she really made her think of one, too happy, yes As soon as it popped into his mind, Zi blurted out: "Hangcheng fried shrimp... No, Hangcheng fried oil!"