Chapter 7： | 【07】

Lin Feilu has seen nine hundred beauties as many as there are not one thousand. I didn't mention it before. Even after coming to the Dalin Dynasty, even a court lady in the harem looked pretty, let alone these concubine princes.

As a serious face control, her vision was sloppy. Too much, she was amazed by this young boy who looked only eleven or twelve years old.

For example, when Nuwa created a human being, everyone else was throwing yellow mud, and he was held in the palm of the palm and traced stroke by stroke, one point too thick, one point too light, just right, handsome, but not feminine. Qing juan without losing the precious.

Bamboo shadow whirling, the light falls on him in different shades, like snow in the sky, moon on the earth, not like a real person anyway.

She had read a poem by Su Shi before, and she wrote, "The young man should only see paintings, and I know everything about it. When it comes to the end of the water, it is not a man in the dust."

At this moment, I feel that every word is appropriate.

He has this kind of appearance at such a young age. When he grows up, his facial features will develop a little more. Wouldn't it be messing up the hearts of girls all over the world?

Obviously, the third princess Lin Xi was already confused.

Facing Lin Xi's aggressiveness, the young man was not half-hearted, neither angry nor annoyed. Instead, there was a smile on his face, showing that he should not belong to the calmness of his age. I have not healed from the cold, and I am worried that I will be overwhelmed by the third princess. You are in good health and cannot stand the toss."

What this said was obviously a refusal, but it showed his care for her. As expected, Lin Xi suddenly tempered his temper and asked somewhat happily: "Are you caring about me?"

Song Jinglan smiled slightly: "Naturally, the bamboo forest is very windy, and the princess should be tight. Let's go back first."

Lin Xi was so subdued by his two or three words that he took the maid and turned to leave, just to see Lin Feilu who was looking here. Thinking of his previous illness, he immediately said arrogantly: "It's really bad luck, I can meet this evil spirit wherever I go."

Lin Feilu withdrew his gaze, and hid behind Lin Jingyuan with some fear, holding the corner of his clothes and daring not to look up.

Lin Jingyuan was so angry at this scene, pointing at Lin Xi and cursing: "You are really the eldest sister you are used to, and you dare to play sideways in front of me! Let me hear you say this again, I can't spare you!"

Lin Xi didn't expect that he would defend Lin Feilu. Although she is usually arrogant, she is still insignificant compared to Lin Jingyuan. Brother Four Emperors didn't treat her very much on weekdays. Now he is scolded by him, aggrieved and angry. , Ran away crying.

Lin Jingyuan snorted heavily, then turned around to touch the little tugging on Lin Feilu's head: "Don't be afraid."

Lin Feilu raised his face and blinked, his eyes filled with undisguised worship and trust.

Seeing Lin Jingyuan's blood boiled, he almost floated to the sky, clenching his fist and swearing in his heart: Sister Xiaolu will be guarded by me!

When this farce ended, Song Jinglan also led his young man back to Cuizhujuju. Before leaving, he smiled gently at the two, nodded slightly, and then left unhurriedly. The back figure reflects the green shadow of the bamboo sea, clear and elegant, especially at ease.

Lin Feilu asked in a low voice, "Brother Jingyuan, who is he?"

Lin Jingyuan walked forward and said casually: "You don't know him? He is the proton sent by Song State five years ago, called Song Jinglan."

Lin Feilu's current understanding of this era is limited to the Dalin Dynasty. Hearing him, he took the opportunity to pretend that he didn't understand anything and said: "What is a proton?"

For the first time, the four princes without learning and skill found a sense of accomplishment in learning, cleared their throats and explained with interest to the little emperor sister.

It turns out that in addition to the Dalin Dynasty in the north, there is also the Song State in the south and the Yong State, which is dominated by nomadism, which will form a situation of the three kingdoms.

At first, the Song State was the strongest, because the southern land is fertile and rich in products. Compared with the barren north and Yong State, which lives on the endless prairie, it can be regarded as having a natural advantage.

However, being rich will breed laziness. Song Dynasty emperors are not as good as one generation, relying on the treasury to fill the wealth of the family, and gradually indulge in pleasure. Today this generation of emperors is even more addicted to beauty, collecting beauties all over the world, and lustful celebrities are well known.

A few years ago, Yong State and Song State jointly dealt with the increasingly strong Dalin Dynasty, and proposed marriage. Unexpectedly, Dalin knew about this, and Lin Di was extremely angry.

Dalin had always coveted the wealth of the Song Dynasty, but he suffered from the unfamiliarity of his teaching and the Huaihe River was separated from the two countries.

Emperor Song knew this well, for fear that Emperor Lin would be angry and sent troops to attack Song Dynasty. He immediately refused to say nothing about Yong Guo. He also sent his attendants to convey his determination to Emperor Lin, and even sent a prince over to show his sincerity.

This prince is Song Jinglan.

Hearing from Lin Jingyuan, when he arrived in Dalin, he was only seven years old, and he was only accompanied by a small servant. Although he is a prince, he is also a proton. Life in this palace will not be sad, but it will not be easy. Lin Jingyuan dared not tell Little Huangmei that he had bullied Song Jinglan.

When he was studying in Taixue, he was always praised by the Taifu. Lin Jingyuan was the least fond of studying, so naturally he couldn't understand him, so he splashed ink on his clothes and teased him with other princes.

But Song Jinglan was never annoyed, he always seemed to be smiling, treating everyone gentle and humble. Later, Lin Jingyuan gradually felt boring, and rarely provoke him.

Lin Feilu felt that this beautiful little brother was a bit pitiful after hearing the cause and effect.

Sure enough, God is fair, and given you a face that is against the sky, it will take away some things from you accordingly. Anyway, it will not let you go smoothly.

Don't say, I really feel a little bit sick with him.

Assuming that the strongest is Song Kingdom, Dalin needs to send a princess to make a marriage, and this candidate does not want to be sure that it is himself.

They are all abandoned ones.

She was a little bit sorrowful in her heart, but did not let Lin Jingyuan see it. She happily fished with him for a whole afternoon. The eunuchs who served in the fish pond took good care of them, and finally threaded the fish they caught and sent people back to their respective palaces. .

Lin Jingyuan was originally going to accompany her back, but he walked halfway to Fei Xian's side and sent someone to pass the message, saying that the emperor was going to the Changming Hall to test his homework, so he hurried back to the palace. Lin Jingyuan was so frightened that he ran away after a few words.

Lin Feilu slowly followed the **** back.

When passing by the Cuizhu Residence, the bamboo breeze is rustling, and the golden setting sun hangs a corner of the eaves, which is very artistic. She thought for a while, lifted two fish from the bucket, and told the eunuch: "Wait for me here."

The **** bowed, and Lin Feilu carried the fish into the Cuizhuju.

In her impression, the Mingyue Palace she was in was remote and deserted enough, but she didn't expect that this Cuizhu Residence was even more depressed than Mingyue Palace. When the door was pushed in, the painted wooden door creaked, making a sound of disrepair.

In the courtyard, the young man next to Song Jinglan was squatting to decoct the medicine. Seeing someone coming in, his little serious face suddenly showed hesitation and nervousness.

He saw this little girl in the afternoon and followed the four princes. The four princes bullied the master, and suddenly felt that the little girl was also bad.

Unexpectedly, she just came over, smiled and passed the fish on her hand to him, and said, "This is for you."

The little girl was stunned, and did not dare to answer.

Lin Feilu said again, "Isn't your Royal Highness sick? Boil some fish soup to help him."

Xiao Si looked at the fish, and then at the harmless little girl. He thought to himself, is this fish poisoned?

Lin Feilu didn't know if he could see what he was thinking, and he chuckled, jokingly: "No?"

The little servant was at a loss, and the slightly hidden door behind him was pushed open. Song Jinglan put on a coat and stood at the door, gently saying: "Tiandong, take it." Then he turned to Lin Feilu, eyebrows. Gentle: "Thank you five princesses."

Lin Feilu was a little surprised: "Do you know me?"

He smiled and nodded: "Have heard the name of the princess."

He should have just got up, his loose hair is a bit messy, his face is slightly sickly, but he doesn't lose his manner. The more he looks, the better. Lin Feilu was satisfied with the beauty, and hopped off after sending the fish.

Before leaving, he closed the courtyard door intimately.

As soon as she left, Tian Dong immediately said, "Your Highness, I will go and bury this fish."

Song Jinglan waved his hand slightly: "No need, boil it and eat it."

Tian Dong hesitated: "In case of being drugged..."

He smiled: "The princess personally brought it to the door, no one would be so bold and reassuring."

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Lin Feilu returned to the palace after sending the fish. When he reached the door, Xiao Lan was already waiting outside. Seeing her approaching, she immediately greeted her, not without worrying: "I'm back."

Lin Feilu noticed something was wrong, and asked when the **** who sent the fish left, "Mother concubine, what's wrong?"

Xiao Lan looked sad and led her in: "After you left in the afternoon, the people around the Fourth Prince sent a lot of things."

Lin Feilu saw the boxes full of boxes. There was food, brocade, jewelry, and some messy things she hadn't seen before, filling her small little room.

Lin Jingyuan, this little kid, is quite caring.

Lin Feilu likes to receive gifts and is naturally happy, but Xiao Lan is full of worry: "Let the concubine Xian know what to do."

Lin Feilu was accustomed to her cautious and cautious problem. He didn't say much, and happily ran to open the present. I caught a lot of fish today, and there was still left after dinner. Yun You kept the remaining fish in a small puddle in the courtyard. Lin Zhanyuan had a great time playing with fish.

Compared to Mingyue Palace, the Changming Palace at this time was a bit tense.

When Lin Jingyuan ran back, Emperor Lin was already there. I was drinking tea with Concubine Xian, when he saw that he was sweating profusely and running in, panting, his face sank, revealing his displeasure. Concubine Xian really hated it for not being steel, and she was even more angry when she thought of listening to the maid's report this afternoon, saying that he had somehow sent a lot of things to Mingyue Palace.

Lin Jingyuan kneeled down and kowtow.

Lin Di said coldly: "You went out to play crazy again, right?"

Lin Jingyuan answered honestly: "Go fishing."

Lin Di snorted: "You are leisurely, you never pay attention to your homework, but you have a lot of experience in these fun!"

Concubine Xian persuaded: "Your Majesty calms down, Jing Yuan is still young, he is a little greedy, wait for him..."

Emperor Lin interrupted him displeasedly: "You are used to it! Eight years old is not young. When I was his age, I made three articles on Guofu!"

Concubine Xian said: "Your Majesty's mastery, how can Jing Yuan compare with His Majesty."

Emperor Lin took a sip of tea to lower the fire, and Yu Guang saw Lin Jingyuan's chest bulging, frowning and saying, "What's in your arms?"

This kid used to carry the dead bird into Taixue in his arms and frightened Taifu. When Lin Di thought of his previous conviction, he couldn't help but suspect that he had carried a dead fish in his arms this time.

Concubine Xian was really angry and anxious, and couldn't say anything. She watched her son raise her hand and touch her chest, and then took out a copy of The Analects.

and many more? ? ?

"The Analects"? ? ? ! ! !

Is this his own son who says he feels dizzy and headache when he reads the book? ? ?