King Shou's Mansion.
The King of Chu is Zhao Heng's elder brother. He has come here to see it several times. Although he expressed his grief and anger at his brother's self-sacrificing act of planting a large piece of fruit trees, the fruit trees are all bearing fruit. My brother likes it so much, and he can't. People cut down the tree, so he could only pour the sour water back, and secretly decided to find a way to help his younger brother move the palace to the inner city in the future and build a grand mansion again.
The Fourth Prince is here for the first time. The Imperial Palace is the most expensive palace in the world, but in fact, there is not much space for activities in the courtyards of the palaces, and it is more crowded and closed, but the palace is different. , Just like a bird flying out of its cage and rushing to the woods, its breathing becomes smoother. It looks fresh, and I secretly yearn for the day when he was awarded the king's mansion.
"Where's Duanhui?" Looking at the fourth brother who was looking around the hall, the King of Chu asked suspiciously.
The fourth prince raised his chin towards the Duke Wei's mansion in the west: "Go find her good cousin."
The King of Chu shook his head amusingly, how old is Princess Duanhui, and she only knows how to talk about Guo Xiao all day long, whether she likes it as a brother or as a future concubine.
"Third brother, take me for a walk. The second brother said that your palace is the largest." The fourth prince was excited, and without taking his seat, said directly to Zhao Heng.
Zhao Heng put down the tea bowl, looked at the King of Chu and said, "You have to work."
Before Prince Rui arrived, the King of Chu took the fourth prince to visit the garden just as his younger brother wanted to stay here to entertain Prince Rui.
Zhao Heng sat alone in the hall, holding up tea bowls, and paying tribute to the first-class Huangshan Maofeng, which is fragrant and sweet, and has a long-lasting charm.
After half a bowl was used, Princess Duanhui's unwilling complaint suddenly came from the front: "Grandma is really, but I went to incense today and made my trip in vain."
The unruly and capricious princess, who was young, didn't realize what the owner of the house would think when these words were heard.
Yunfang's mind was simple and didn't hear anything wrong, and Song Jianing didn't have any scheming, but she lived two lifetimes anyway, and her reverence for Zhao Heng, the king of longevity, was second only to Emperor Xuande. Now that Princess Duanhui blatantly ignored Zhao Heng, Song Jianing immediately heard it, and looked aside, pretending she didn't know.
Guo Shu nodded his cousin's head and reminded in a low voice, "Shut up."
He didn't like his cousin's arrogance, but as a cousin, he couldn't watch his cousin offend people stupidly.
Princess Duanhui glared at him and closed her mouth in the end.
Going around the shadow wall and passing through the sedan chair, in front is Songhe Hall, where the master of Shouwangfu entertains guests. The door of the hall opened wide, and Song Jianing looked up and saw Prince Shou, who was sitting in the south, wearing a moon-white dark-patterned python robe and a jade belt around his waist. The man was drinking tea with his head lowered, his eyes lowered, his eyebrows like green peaks, and when he heard the footsteps, he slowly raised his eyes, glanced at the four of them at will, raised his hand and put the tea bowl on the table next to him.
The last time Song Jianing saw Shouwang was on the Shangsi Festival in March. Now more than eight months have passed, and the Shouwang in front of him seems to have changed. At the beginning of the year, he still had the youthful appearance of a young man. The bearing of the exiled immortal is also becoming more and more powerful, making people feel ashamed and afraid of approaching.
He had just looked at her, and their eyes collided briefly, but before Song Jianing could bow his eyes respectfully, his cool, water-like eyes had faded away. Lantern riddles, sending bayberry candy, and swimming in the same boat all came to nothing.
It felt like the two of them had never actually met, he was still the noble prince and the future emperor, she was just an ordinary girl in the Duke Wei's mansion and had no friendship with each other.
Song Jianing was lost for a moment. He couldn't tell the truth, but he was relieved quickly. How could the future emperor be so easy to get along with
Following behind his cousin, Song Jianing and Yun Fang bowed their knees together: "The people's daughter pays a visit to the prince."
"Get up." Zhao Heng said concisely.
"Thank you, Lord." Song Jianing stood up straight and lowered his eyes properly.
Guo Shu had spoken more or less with the other three princes, and had hardly had any dealings with the seldom-shown Prince Shou. After salute, he secretly winked at Princess Duanhui. Princess Duanhui was also not used to getting along with King Shou. She looked around and asked curiously, "Where are the third and fourth brothers? Is the eldest brother and the second brother here?"
Zhao Heng glanced at Eunuch Fu, Eunuch Fu lowered his head and smiled and said, "Back to the princess, His Royal Highness the King of Chu took the fourth hall to the garden."
Princess Duanhui was interested, and said to Zhao Heng: "Then let's go too. It's my first time here today for the third brother." It's always good to be able to leave the palace.
Zhao Heng nodded, got up and left his seat, the meaning is self-evident. Princess Duanhui didn't think much about it, Eunuch Fu stared at his master's profile unexpectedly, and was very surprised. In terms of relationship, the prince and the fourth prince were still a little closer, and he seldom talked to the unruly and willful Princess Duanhui. How could he be willing now? Did you go shopping with Princess Duanhui
Eunuch Fu was puzzled, and Princess Duanhui also had a headache. She just wanted to walk around by herself and the third brother followed. She ignored him. After walking embarrassingly for a while, Princess Duanhui had an idea and smiled at Zhao Heng: "Third brother, you go to the eldest brother and the fourth brother, I'll go shopping with two cousins."
Guo Shu stood behind Zhao Heng and glared at his cousin. He didn't know how to deal with this prince who cherished words like gold.
Princess Duanhui didn't care, she was secretly proud.
Zhao Heng glanced at Eunuch Fu again: "Where?"
Eunuch Fu understood as soon as his mind changed, and said with a smile, "Your Highness and Fourth Highness are in Baiguolin."
Song Jianing's ears moved, Bai Guolin? Could it be that there are other fruit trees planted in Shouwangfu
Princess Duanhui blinked blankly, and suddenly said with joy, "I'm going to Baiguolin too!" She had never seen any fruit trees when she was so big, and only ate all kinds of tribute fruits.
Zhao Heng nodded and motioned for Eunuch Fu to lead the way. Then he walked side by side with Princess Duanhui, and the three Song Jianing brothers and sisters followed. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, I walked around a rockery, and the front view suddenly opened up. The back garden of Shouwang Mansion is adjacent to the west side of the Weiguo Mansion. The huge open space is full of fruit trees, but at this season, most of the fruit trees have fallen. Now, no one can tell what it is, only two tall persimmon trees are covered with yellow persimmons.
"Third brother, Duanhui, cousin!" The fourth prince climbed up the tree at some point, holding the trunk in one hand and greeting everyone under the tree with the other.
Zhao Heng frowned, the King of Chu under the tree didn't care, and he didn't believe that the Fourth Prince would be so stupid that he fell down.
"Third brother, why are you planting so many fruit trees?" Princess Duanhui looked at the persimmons freshly and asked strangely. Behind the courtyard wall, the clear blue sky is like a vast canvas. The tall trees and yellow persimmons are surprisingly beautiful. It is a countryside scenery that Princess Duanhui has never seen before.
Eunuch Fu replied on behalf of the master: "My lord has always longed for a rural life, and it was troublesome to pack up the grains, so I planted a few fruit trees, and when I had time to prune the branches and leaves, I was happy and content."
Song Jianing accidentally glanced at Zhao Heng, who was not far away. She didn't expect that a person like a fairy would have such a liking, but she liked this garden very much. Flowers and trees that people admire are useless except to decorate the garden. It is a waste of space.
Princess Duanhui is not interested in Brother Jieba's preferences. She just wants to pick persimmons now, but the persimmon tree is tall and the branches are tall, so she can't touch the lowest persimmon. The fourth prince was still showing off and asking her if she wanted him to help pick them. Princess Duanhui was not uncommon and turned her head to Zhao Heng to act like a spoiled child: "Third brother, I also want to pick persimmons for fun, you can help me think of a way."
This time, without waiting for Zhao Heng to wink, Eunuch Fu smiled: "Princess, don't worry, you can pick it up in a while." After speaking, he sent the little eunuch behind him to get the pole.
Song Jianing couldn't help looking at the little eunuch who turned and left. He was envious when a stream-like question suddenly came from his ear: "Want?"
Song Jianing raised his head in surprise and bumped into a pair of cloudy eyes, which were obviously very clear and translucent, but when they were carefully distinguished, those eyes were like bottomless pools of water, making it difficult to understand. Still wanting to explore, when he noticed that the man frowned slightly, Song Jianing panicked, and when he was nervous, he told the truth in his heart: "I think..."
When he got the answer, Zhao Heng immediately turned to the third girl, Yunfang, and asked the same question with his eyes.
Yunfang was overjoyed, and gave a strong "um", because she had prepared in advance, and thanked her gracefully: "Thank you, my lord!"
Zhao Heng had already looked away.
Song Jianing moved his lips several times, but in the end he was too embarrassed to add another thank you.
The little eunuchs quickly brought three long poles over, with iron wires slightly larger than persimmons around the heads of the poles, and a gauze bag was placed under the iron wires. Eunuch Fu skillfully demonstrated how to pick persimmons. He hooked the persimmons with the iron ring and pressed lightly, and the persimmons fell into the gauze bag. Princess Duanhui took the lead to pick up the long pole, and deliberately ran to the fourth prince's tree to set the fruit that the fourth prince could not reach.
Song Jianing and Yun Fang chose another tree to start with, and stood by each other.
Some play and some eat, and it is still allowed by the nobles. Song Jianing is very happy, there are no princes and princesses in his eyes, and he looks up to find the most satisfying persimmon to start with. She picked the persimmons carefully, and Zhao Heng stood not far away with his hands behind his back, looking at this little girl who boldly liked him without a trace.
I haven't seen her for more than half a year. She has grown taller, and her once child-like body has shown a bit of exquisiteness. There is no change in the front. The small waist circled by the long skirt is so thin, just looking at the back, she looks like a short young girl.
Song Jianing didn't know that someone was looking at her, her neck was almost sore, and she finally fell in love with a big persimmon. Song Jianing's eyes lit up, he held the long pole and walked back, took a step back to estimate the position, and then continued to retreat, Xingyan only stared at the persimmons, forgetting that she had just put a bamboo basket with persimmons behind her.
Everyone else was busy, and no one noticed her, only Zhao Heng, who silently leaned over.
Seeing that Song Jianing was about to step into the basket with one foot, Zhao Heng had even stretched out his hand. Song Jianing suddenly paused and stared straight ahead. Then, in Zhao Heng's puzzled gaze, he closed his neck for a moment. Yang, sneezed crisply!