"Old man, if you don't let me see your daughter, I will cause trouble for you!"
In the cabin, Zhu Yunxi was leaning on the soft couch, holding a book and pretending to read, but he was smiling evilly in his heart.
Speaking of which, he is actually a bit of a coward. Zhang Shan's attitude is like guarding against thieves. He doesn't say it, but he feels unhappy in his heart.
He threw a grape into his mouth casually, then reached out and opened the page of the book.
Suddenly, a piece of silk handkerchief fell out from the page of the book. Zhu Yunxi picked it up and looked at it with some confusion, and suddenly his face turned red.
This was exactly what Li Jinglong had given him as a novelty during his wedding. In order to avoid being seen by others on his desk, he divided it into several pieces and hid them in a book to relieve his boredom. Unexpectedly, he brought it out this time when he was out of Beijing.
For a moment, Zhu Yunxi's eyes were attracted by the strange pictures on the silk handkerchief, and he did not look away for a long time.
Draw a boat, with a fishing pole standing on the bow, two people entangled in the boat, and water rippling under the boat, which is particularly realistic and lifelike.
As he watched, Zhu Yunxi felt a little depressed again.
"Earlier, I was most envious of those bosses who drove yachts and took young models out to sea. Above the vast ocean, as far as the eye could see, there were all girls in bikinis, all with beautiful smiles."
"I thought at that time, if I had to live like that, I wouldn't even give it to the emperor!"
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"Now, he is almost the same as the emperor. The rich man just drives a yacht, and he has a reinforced camp with him. It is the largest and most precious royal boat in the world, but he has to rely on looking at this thing to entertain his imagination!"
Thinking of this, Zhu Yunxi felt sad and angry, and held the scroll in his palm.
The old man always said that he didn't have many children, so he wanted to have more sons, but why don't you give birth to others? He brought a lot of people with him out of the capital, but he didn't even send any good-looking maids.
"Good fortune plays tricks on people!"
As I was thinking in confusion, Wang Shai's voice came from outside, "Your Highness, the things have been delivered!"
Zhu Yunxi stuffed the silk handkerchief into his sleeve and continued to pretend to read. The people around him seemed trustworthy, but who knew if someone would go back to report. What if the old man knew that he stayed up late to read Japanese paintings, wouldn't it be...
...
"What do you say over there? What's Zhang Shan's face?" Zhu Yunxi asked.
Wang Shai replied softly, "My slave, Master Zhang's face looks a little ugly, as if he has eaten Coptis chinensis, and he cannot express his sufferings!"
"Haha, okay!" Zhu Yunxi continued, "Is there any silk for me on the ship?"
"There are some Shu brocades prepared for you to reward others!"
"Select some to send to Zhang Shan tomorrow, and say that Gu made clothes for his daughter!" Zhu Yunxi said again.
"My slave obeys the order!"
"Go down!" Zhu Yunxi changed his posture and tilted his head, "I'll read a book for a while!"
"It's getting dark, Your Highness, be careful!" Wang Shai ordered someone to send some more candles, and then hid behind the door.
Bang, Zhu Yunxi threw the book on the soft couch, stretched his body into a big character, lay on the couch, and looked at the roof of the cabin.
"boring!"
If he were in the palace, he could still go to Ning'er or ask Miaoyun to come to his palace, but on this ship...
Then he stood up, casually put on his shoes, and walked out.
"Don't follow me, just go out for a walk by yourself!"
After giving the order, the palace officials followed carefully from a distance and did not dare to step forward.
As soon as I got out of the cabin, I suddenly felt more open-minded. The river breeze was refreshing, and under the stars, the waves on the river surface shone slightly, with countless ripples rippling.
Zhu Yunxi walked up to the deck with his hands behind his back and his cloth shoes. The deck was brightly lit, with countless insects surrounding the lanterns, eager to fly into the flames.
Gradually, Zhu Yunxi walked around the upper level, and then slowly walked to the lower level. Unknowingly, he walked to the hatch of Zhang Shan's boat.
"Where are the people?" Seeing that there was no light in the cabin, Zhu Yunxi asked the guard outside the door.
The guard knelt down and bowed his head, "Back to Qiantose, Magistrate Zhang went to the toilet!"
"Oh!" Zhu Yunxi nodded casually, put his hands behind his back, and continued to move forward.
Suddenly, his steps became even more sluggish, and he listened attentively. From a room not far from Zhang Shan's cabin, the sound of a piano could be faintly heard. The sound of the piano seemed to be a pipa, like beads falling on a jade plate, turning slowly and gently.
, weeping, complaining, angry and resentful.
Gradually, the sound of the pipa became louder, and the melody became gentler, with some self-love and self-pity. It was like a girl silently confiding her feelings, with various emotions of grievance and expectation.
Zhu Yunxi walked slowly over, stood outside the window, and listened quietly.
"this............"
Behind Zhu Yunxi, the guard was about to speak when he was grabbed by a hand. Looking back, he saw Wang Shai making a silent gesture. He nodded with understanding, and then waved his hand. The guards standing solemnly on the deck said,
They all retreated silently.
The sound of the pipa attracted Zhu Yunxi's full concentration. The sound of the pipa seemed to be alive, speaking tactfully.
Sometimes the tune is cheerful, like a girl dressing up in the mirror. Sometimes it's low, like a girl's lonely self-pity. Sometimes it's high-pitched, like a girl's pride. Sometimes it's a bit lonely, thinking of the desolation of a girl's heart when no one is around.
Gradually the song ended, and the person in the room let out a sound of sadness that made people feel sad.
"Why does the sound of your piano sound a little melancholy? Are you unhappy?" Zhu Yunxi asked softly, leaning against the window.
"Ah?" The people in the room were startled, and after exclaiming, they did not dare to speak. There was only a rustling figure leaning against the window lattice.
Zhu Yunxi smiled and said softly, "You are Rong'er, right? Don't be afraid, you are Gu! We have met before, I have eaten your food, and today I sent someone to give you a bird's nest. By the way, the Ryukyu Kingdom is paying tribute.
Have you eaten the sugar? It’s so sweet!”
The people in the room whispered again, covering their mouths as if in disbelief. In the room, Zhang Ronger was stunned. She never expected that the person listening outside the window was actually His Royal Highness. At this moment, she felt a deer bumping against her chest.
My heart was beating very hard.
Later, Zhang Ronger was heard saying quietly through the window, "A commoner's daughter is not good at skills and it is an insult to His Highness's eyes and ears!"
"If you are not good at playing the pipa, no one will know how to play the pipa!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "In my opinion, what you play is a piece of music, but what you tell is a story, and you tell it so eloquently that it makes people obsessed and intoxicated!"
In the cabin, Zhang Ronger lowered her head, holding a handkerchief in her hand, feeling indescribably shy and indescribably happy.
"However, in my opinion, your music has some meaning of self-love and self-pity!" Zhu Yunxi stood outside the window and continued, "You and I are about the same age. Seventeen years old is a great time. It is like the flowering years, when we should be full of vitality.
Why bother looking at yourself and feeling sorry for yourself?"
"When I first met you, I saw you were a down-to-earth and generous woman, like a flower blooming in the wind. Why is your heart full of melancholy now?"
Inside the window, Zhang Ronger was dumbfounded. She must have been feeling melancholy, so she played such a tune. So what if she has spent her good years in bloom? She is already an old girl, and all her good years have been wasted and slipped away before her eyes.
"Who bullied you? Tell me, I will help you vent your anger!" Seeing that the other party did not speak, Zhu Yunxi continued to laugh, "However, from Gu's point of view, you are also the daughter of the prefect after all. Who dares to bully you? You Qu
The meaning is nothing more than a girl’s feelings and worrying about gains and losses.”
"You girls just think too much, so what if you feel sorry for yourself about some things? Life still has to go by. You are unhappy for a day, and you are happy for a day. Life is short, why make yourself unhappy!"
After saying that, seeing that the person in the window still didn't speak, Zhu Yunxi couldn't bear it anymore and pushed the window directly.
With a squeak, accompanied by Zhang Ronger's exclamation, the window opened, revealing Zhu Yunxi's gentle smiling face.
"Daughter of the common people, please see your highness, your highness is a thousand years old!" Zhang Ronger saluted through the window.
Zhu Yunxi leaned against the window frame and said with a smile, "I really guess that you have something on your mind! Look at your eyes, they are red, as if you are about to cry!"
Zhang Ronger was so embarrassed that she turned away and wiped her face.
"Although I don't know why you are sad, I can tell you that you are not as good-looking as you were then?" Zhu Yunxi chuckled, "You were generous back then, but now you are a bit...
....It’s a bit pretentious!”
"A woman must be confident and elegant to be beautiful. How old are you, yet you are secretly so sad!"
Zhang Ronger blushed and lowered her head.
This lowering of the head was full of shyness.
Zhu Yunxi looked at the other person, refusing to look away, and said, "Play another song, just listen to me!"
"Since folk girl songs are sad, why should Your Highness listen to them again? Could it be that His Highness likes to listen to such tunes?" Zhang Ronger suddenly became bold, "When I saw Your Highness earlier, he was full of energy. Today, Your Highness is a bit old-fashioned!"
Although she was smiling, the hint of worry in her eyes was still caught by Zhu Yunxi.
Zhang Rong raised her head and met Zhu Yunxi's eyes. Her heart suddenly trembled and she quickly lowered her head. Then, not daring to look at Zhu Yunxi anymore, she slowly picked up the pipa and started playing.
The slow, girlish melody lingered by the window again.
Zhu Yunxi closed his eyes and slowly tapped the window lattice with his fingers to the beat.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and said with a smile, "You play the piano and I have a few words to say to you. Maybe it can relieve your worries!" After saying that, he leaned half of his body through the window and looked for banknotes everywhere.
There was only pen and ink, and the paper was too far away to reach. As soon as Zhu Yunxi stretched out his hand, a silk handkerchief fell from his sleeve.
Just use this. Zhu Yunxi laid out the silk handkerchief.
He wrote, "The night wind is blowing hard, and I look back at the past. It's me in the past, full of anger..."
Although it is not suitable for the occasion, this poem can open up people's hearts and eliminate sorrow. And although it seems easy to understand, it contains many important principles of life.
"Having learned the lesson and received the guidance of the book, I now see clearly and no longer trap myself..."
Zhang Rong'er's eyes were full of surprise. There was only a faint light inside and outside the cabin. Under the light, Zhu Yunxi's writing was done in one stroke.
"Could it be that His Highness is still a talented person?"
I had something in mind, my finger twisted, and the ball was wrong.
Just as he was about to apologize, he heard an angry voice coming from outside, "Your Highness!"
"Who? I just......"
Zhu Yunxi turned around, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed. He saw Zhang Shan appearing from the other side at some point, facing him, as if glaring angrily.
"Damn it, it's time to get caught! This old Zhang is not as good as Zhao Sili, so he needs to leave quickly!"
Zhu Yunxi complained in his heart, turned around and left, "It's getting late, Zhang Aiqing should rest early!"
"Your Highness, I have something to say!"
"Let's talk tomorrow, I'm so lonely!"
When Zhu Yunxi fled and Zhang Shan pursued him, Zhang Ronger quickly closed the window and grabbed the poem written by the emperor's grandson in his hand.
Then, he lit the lights in the cabin and began to read silently word by word.
"It turns out that His Highness's handwriting is so good!"
Looking, looking, Zhang Ronger felt something was wrong, and the silk handkerchief in her hand seemed to have a double image.
"Is there words at the back?"
He was puzzled, and his eyes widened immediately on the spot.
"Ah!" With a scream, Zhang Rong covered her eyes and dropped her handkerchief to the ground.
This chapter has been completed!