"The Secret History of the Divine Blessed Princess? What is this?"
In the small courtyard of Jingyuan, Song Huan and Zhao Sisi, Shen Hongxiu, stepped into the study room and saw Luo Junyao leaning on the table and writing furiously. On the table next to him were scattered piles of paper filled with words.
She walked to the table, picked up one of them, took a look at it, and couldn't help but ask.
Luo Junyao raised his head, opened his big red eyes and said: "Oh, I'm thinking that our Shang Yong Feng Hua Lu has almost been sold in the imperial city, and there's not even a shadow of the next volume yet, so why don't we Come to sell storybooks?"
Song Wei was speechless, "You are not short of money. Even if you want to sell the storybook, you don't have to write it yourself. The regent doesn't care about you. Your eyes are red. Did you not sleep last night?"
Luo Junyao curled his lips, "Ayan didn't come back last night. He was guarding the empty boudoir alone." Just after he came out of the underground palace yesterday, Xie Yan was called to the sky prison. It is said that his elder brother has some important clues. Well, I didn’t come home all night anyway.
"..." Could you please pay attention to the fact that there are still a few young girls here who have not yet left the government?
Song Huan sat down at the table, followed by Zhao Sisi and Shen Hongxiu who were very interested in the manuscripts on the table, "Princess Shenyou? I remember...it seems to be the legendary Princess Zhenguo from the Tianqi Dynasty, right?"
Although they are all from the martial arts academy, they still learned everything they should learn. What's more, this is not official history. Most of the stories of this legendary princess of the Apocalypse Dynasty are recorded in unofficial histories and storybooks. Her fame is based on It was determined by the prevailing social atmosphere at that time.
For example, when the Dongling Dynasty was at its peak in the middle period, that is, for many years after the establishment of Anlan Academy, the words about this princess were very popular. Of course, it was not only this princess, but also the words of many women such as Princess Dongling Rui and so on. They are all very popular.
By the late Dongling period and even the Great Sheng Dynasty, it was almost impossible to hear the stories of these women. Even they could only get a glimpse of them from some miscellaneous books collected by Anlan Academy, and most of them were treated as stories. As for whether they were true or false No one cares anymore.
Luo Junyao played with the brush in his hand, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, that's her. I plan to write her story into a storybook and then publish it in a book. Even if it doesn't sell as well as the beautiful men's picture book, it should be pretty good, right?"
Nowadays, the world is full of stories about talented people, beauties, and wealthy scholars, which are extremely vulgar. These are all pretty good, and there are also some erotic and romantic stories that are simply unsightly. At a glance, you can tell that they are a group of poor and unsuccessful scholars. Written in yy, it’s not as good-looking as The Overbearing President Falling in Love with Me.
Zhao Sisi had already taken a few pages of the manuscript and sat aside to read it. Shen Hongxiu smiled and said: "I have read the story of Princess Shenyou, and it is indeed very good. But..." He looked at Luo Junyao with some hesitation, "You can write it... Isn’t it possible? Do you want to find someone to polish it for you?”
Luo Junyao puffed up his cheeks angrily. Zhao Sisi, who was sitting on the side, raised his head and said with a smile: "I think it's pretty good."
Shen Hongxiu leaned over, took a look, and asked, "What's so good about it?"
Zhao Sisi said: "Easy to understand."
"..." Just say that my writing is not good. Who bothers to write such nonsense?
Song Xuan watched the three people discussing with great interest, and the veins on his forehead could not help but jump. He tapped his fingers on the table twice, and then Shen Hongxiu remembered why they were here, stood up straight and lightly He coughed and said, "By the way, Shake, we came to see you for something."
Luo Junyao put down his pen and asked curiously: "I didn't say anything yesterday. What happened?"
Song Huandao said: "The plum blossoms are blooming outside the city. The people from Linglong Court want to hold a plum blossom party during the snowy weather. Didn't they send a post to the Prince Regent's Palace?"
Luo Junyao frowned and said: "The Empress Dowager is newly mourning, what flower party should be held?" The Empress Dowager passed away, and within a hundred days of the great prosperity, no weddings, birthday banquets, banquets and games were allowed. In a remote place, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. , is it really okay for these people to dance like this under the emperor’s feet?
Song Huan sighed and said: "It is said that there will be no banquets, singing and dancing at the flower party, only tea. The original intention of holding it is to commemorate the Queen Mother. A poetry meeting will be held at that time, and poems will be written to praise the Queen Mother's virtues. It will also be published in a book throughout the festival. Issuing it will make Dasheng women aware of the Queen Mother's virtue."
Praising the virtues of the Queen Mother...
Luo Junyao held his chin and thought, while calling Feng Jian outside the door to ask about this matter.
Fengjian smiled and said: "Have you forgotten, Princess? Yesterday afternoon you said it was too cold and you didn't want to go. If Princess wants to read it, can I find the post right now?"
Luo Jun shook his head and patted his forehead before remembering that the manager had indeed mentioned this when she came back yesterday. At that time, her mind was full of Chu Ling's affairs. It was exactly when she was so inspired that she wished she could speak ten thousand words immediately. How could she still be in the mood? Consider these?
As soon as I heard about enjoying snow and flowers, I immediately rejected it.
"Go get it and have a look." Luo Jun said.
Feng Jian gave a slight blessing and turned around.
Song Huan and Shen Hongxiu both looked at her, "Are you going?"
Luo Jun raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't want to go?"
Song Huan sighed and said, "Su Rui asked me to tell you that it's best not to hold this flower party. The Su family won't go anyway."
Luo Junyao smiled with his eyebrows crooked, and said leisurely: "Everyone has said that it is to mourn the Queen Mother. If I, the regent princess, don't go, it doesn't seem appropriate, right? By the way, who will be responsible for this flower? What about Linglongyuan? How come it’s related?”
Song Huandao: "Mrs. Cheng'enhou, I heard that the students from Linglong Academy were invited first, and many people expressed their support."
"Mrs. Chengenhou..." Luo Jun shook his chin and said slowly: "I remember, Chengenhou... is he under house arrest at home right now?"
Song Huandao: "It seems you understand the purpose of this flower party?"
Luo Junyao said: "I'm not stupid. I'm just taking advantage of the new mourning of the Queen Mother to find some sense of presence so that the ministers in the court can forgive the faults of the Cheng'enhou Mansion. It would be best... to attract sympathy from the government and the public. In my heart, I am grateful for the passing of the Queen Mother, and then I will add an official to the Marquis of Chengen Mansion."
Song Huan couldn't help but hold his forehead. Her Royal Highness the Princess did understand, but her words were a bit too direct.
Shen Hongxiu frowned and said, "I heard from dad that there seem to be some different opinions on how to deal with the officials in the Marquis Cheng'en Mansion."
"It's normal. After all, Marquis Chengen is His Majesty's biological uncle." Luo Junyao said nonchalantly, "The Queen Mother just died because of rebellion. If we kill all the Zhu family now, those courtiers will feel bad about it. Not to mention it will not look good.
, those royalists...as long as the Cheng'enhou Mansion is not really mad and hopeless, they will probably protect the Zhu family to the death."
It's not that the Zhu family is so important, but that the identity of the Cheng'enhou Mansion is important.
Those royalists would never trust Xie Yan, and the Zhu family, the emperor's uncle, was more or less a pawn that could contain the regent's palace. Even if Xie Yan wanted to drive out the Zhu family, he had to consider the emperor's feelings and the world.
people's views.
The little emperor cannot always be a child of six or seven years old. He will grow up and one day he will rule personally.
The Queen Mother is gone. No matter whether the Zhu family is killed by Xie Yan or dies accidentally, it will leave a knot in Xie Cheng's heart.
Song Huan looked at Luo Junyao with some surprise. She really didn't expect that Luo Junyao, who always seemed a bit unreliable, would see these things so clearly.
Sighing softly, Song Huan said: "Although the Zhu family was somewhat involved in Prince Ning's affairs, they are indeed not guilty enough to die. I'm afraid we won't be able to do anything to them this time." The Zhu family is not stupid. Prince Ning is the emperor and
Is it the same if my nephew becomes emperor?
It can be said that everyone in Yonghuang City may support the rebellion, but the Zhu family will not. The Zhu family also hopes that when the little emperor grows up, he will marry his daughter into the palace so that the Zhu family will have another queen.
Luo Junyao was a little annoyed, "Can't the Zhu family just stay well? How about we wait until Ah Cheng grows up and can be in charge before we start making trouble."
Song Huan chuckled softly, "That will still take many years. My nephew is the emperor, but the Zhu family has never been in the upper reaches of Yong Dynasty. Who can be willing to accept it?"
"That's right." Luo Junyao nodded and changed the topic, "I remember that although the people in Linglong Academy are a little annoyed, their minds are still normal. The incident has just happened, and they are eager to take sides?"
Song Huandao said: "The families of those who expressed support are respected founding fathers and die-hard royalists. They can't get along with your regent." What's funny is that the regent is clearly the one who has done the most for Da Sheng and His Majesty.
Yes, the people who stabilize the prosperous world. But just because they hold great power, they are regarded as potential targets of rebellion by these people.
Of course, it cannot be said that these people's concerns are unreasonable.
After all, those who have sought to usurp the throne throughout the ages were not ambitious from the beginning.
While the three of them were talking, Fengjian had already taken the post over.
Luo Junyao opened the plain post and took a look. Sure enough, it was a post about flower viewing outside the city tomorrow.
"Do the plum blossoms in Shangyong bloom so early?" I asked curiously.
Shen Hongxiu and Song Huan said in unison: "It's wintersweet." Of course it blooms so early.
Luo Junyao played with the post in his hand, frowning and thinking.
Song Huan had already seen what she was thinking, "You want to go?"
Luo Junyao said: "Their purpose is for me. If I don't go, wouldn't it be a loss of face? Besides... there are so many lovely ladies in Linglong Courtyard, how can I bear to let them go astray?"
Song Yan's eyes flashed slightly, "Have you thought about it and agreed to Mr. Zhang's proposal?"
Luo Junyao smiled sweetly and said: "Yes, we just take this opportunity to let them feel the future mountain chief's love for them."
"..." Song Huan watched her endure it again and again, but still couldn't help but said: "Why don't we announce this news until school starts next year?"
"Why?"
Song Huan sighed and said, "I'm afraid that Anlan Academy will not be able to recruit any students except us, and Linglong Academy will not be able to recruit a single student next year."
"It doesn't matter." Luo Jun waved his hands and didn't care. The three people in the study room, and even Zhao Sisi who was sitting on the side and immersed in the story book, raised their heads and stared at her. Luo Jun said: "Because next year, Anlan Academy will not have Linglong Academy.
