King Qingping can no longer be as carefree as before. Since Feng Lingxiao left, he and the prime minister have assisted the new emperor in handling state affairs, and they have been busy every day until nearly midnight before leaving the palace.
It was rare to leave the palace early on this day. The sky had not yet darkened. A man was walking alone on the street, with his entourage following him from a distance.
The spring wind is warm and moist, blowing the face with the fragrance of green grass. The setting sun renders a cloud so red that it almost drips blood at the foot of the mountain. The returning geese fly across the sky, making a slow and leisurely call.
There was a little loss in his heart. This loss never came to his heart when he was busy in the past, but now when he was alone and quiet, it began to come through his intestines.
Long Chuxia has been to the Kingdom of Jin for a few days, and he has not come back yet. Actually, he is very happy to be able to stay by her side and be a trustworthy friend. After all, putting aside the cuteness, Long Chuxia is a woman he thinks is worth getting to know.
While he was in a trance, he suddenly felt a faint fragrance coming towards him. He glanced at it inadvertently and couldn't help but be slightly startled, Long Chuxia?
But he soon recognized the difference. Long Chuxia was now pregnant with Liujia, but the woman in front of him was as light as a girl. She was not Long Chuxia, but the Long Chuchun he had seen that day.
She also saw King Qingping, showing a surprised look, hesitated for a moment, but did not come up to say hello.
However, King Qingping approached her and said, "Miss Long Chuchun?"
Long Chuchun was slightly blessed: "Long Chuchun met the prince."
King Qingping stared at her behavior and expression. She looked exactly the same as Long Chuxia. It was almost impossible to tell that the difference was just in her expression and behavior. Now that he knew she was not Long Chuxia, the difference became clear.
"No need to be polite!" He said calmly, "Why don't you go home at this hour?"
Long Chuchun smiled slightly and said, "I'll go back soon." She was holding a box in her hand, which looked like rouge and gouache. On the carved wooden box, there was a lifelike narcissus.
"Then you go back, it's going to be night soon, be careful!" Because she has the same face as Long Chuxia, I subconsciously treat her as if Long Chuxia cherishes her, and the affection can be seen in her words.
"Yes!" Long Chuchun's happy figure raised a bright smile, "My lord, take care, and I will say goodbye!" After that, he started to leave.
King Qingping hummed: "Goodbye!"
He turned around and watched Long Chuchun go away. Although Pingting's figure looked very much like Long Chuxia, he knew she wasn't and he didn't want to have too much contact with her.
Looking at the sky, he sighed and hurried back home.
Long Chuxia sent Xi Zi back to the Kingdom of Jin, and then took Mr. Guo back to the Kingdom of Feng.
Mr. Guo seemed very excited. Now he was unwilling to leave even if he found someone to tie him up. He sighed constantly along the way and said: "What kind of dynasty is this? There is no record in history."
Long Chuxia didn't know how to explain his question, so he said: "It doesn't matter what dynasty it is, you can't stay in this era for too long. I will send you back someday."
Mr. Guo waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, I won't leave even if you kill me. Then Xi Zi is not from this dynasty, so why can she stay?" Along the way, he was stunned to find out Xi Zi's identity. After being amazed, he began to fantasize, and even connected Xi Zi with Wu Zetian.
The Fire Demon glared at Mr. Guo, "You are not from here. If I stay here, don't I have to support you? Who has the spare money to support an old man like you?"
Mr. Guo took out a few cards and said sadly: "Unfortunately, cards cannot be swiped here."
Long Chuxia couldn't laugh or cry, shook his head and said: "Forget it, I will take you back to the palace first, and think about what skills you have that I can use. Otherwise, you will stay in the palace sweeping the floor!"
Mr. Guo's eyes shone brightly and he said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Not to mention sweeping the floor, I'm also willing to dump shit."
Retired at home, with nothing to put in his heart, his children have all gone abroad to start families, and he is the only old man in the new city. Although there are countless students, he feels that life is getting boring after all. Only antiques can bring him a little fun here.
It's novel and fun, and he will leave no matter what. What's the point of sweeping the floor? He's also happy to pick up excrement.
Seeing that he was so interested, Long Chuxia suddenly thought of an idea and said: "The new emperor is young and lacks knowledgeable teachers. Since you want to stay here, then become the emperor's teacher. At least you are well-informed. The emperor will follow
You can also arouse interest when you study.”
Emperor's teacher? Mr. Guo was stunned for a moment, then became cautious, "I'm afraid, I don't have such ability." It's not that he is belittling, but that scholars are most afraid of being linked to politics, especially if the student is the emperor. What he wants to teach is not only
It's knowledge, it's the way of governing the country. This is not fun, but responsibility.
"Why not give it a try? If it doesn't work, then forget about it," Long Chuxia said. After all, the master in the palace was too pedantic and overly conservative in the education of the emperor and princes. If modern scholars could be allowed to teach, especially Mr. Guo, who has a doctorate in the history department,
And I heard from him that he seems to have a master's degree in physics. Anyway, it is always good to have more emperor teachers. It can be developed in many aspects, especially now that the emperor is learning knowledge.
Mr. Guo thought carefully and said, "Allow me to think about it for two more days."
The fire demon said angrily: "I will send you back immediately if I don't agree." Now he is blindly following Long Chuxia. As long as Long Chuxia says it, he agrees. Remembering when he was just following Long Chuxia, he always wanted to tease Long Chuxia.
, thinking that after seeing her unlucky and going through so many things, he already regarded Long Chuxia as his dearest person.
Mr. Guo waved his hands repeatedly: "You can't intimidate people like this."
Long Chuxia smiled and said: "Okay, let him think about it." She was confident that he would agree in the end. He was such a challenging old man, how could he let this opportunity go?
Back in the capital city of Feng Kingdom, the sky was already bright, and there was a faint morning light on the horizon. Gradually, a round sphere appeared on the top of the mountain, illuminating the nearby sky with red and golden colors. The rouge-like clouds seemed to be frozen and refused to move.
, becoming more and more heavy
The guards in the palace stood upright like poplar trees, looking full of history in the soft light of the morning sun. The red palace walls were mottled and sparse with light, and the chirping of birds came from the treetops. When a figure passed by, he was startled.
Three or four flap their wings and fly high
When the emperor heard that Long Chuxia was back, he went to Xuantian Pavilion to pay his respects after the morning court. Long Chuxia went there for a few days, but no one accompanied him to attend the court. He was very timid at first. Although he has adapted now, he is still very panicked.
When he heard that Long Chuxia was back, he quickly ordered people to carry the shoulder carriage to Xuantian Pavilion
But Long Chuxia had already gone to pay her respects to the Empress Dowager. The Empress Dowager was a little unhappy and said: "You are pregnant with Liujia now, why are you still going around? If something happens, you are of the royal blood."
Long Chuxia smiled and said: "Can't the Empress Dowager not even trust me? The child is in my belly, so I will naturally protect him."
"That's all, you don't want to hear it either, lest you think I'm an old woman who's too wordy." The Empress Dowager sighed, looking at the increasingly thick sunlight, and sighed: "In the past, this harem, at this hour, was surrounded by a group of luxuriously dressed people. A woman like me is now deserted. Although there is no struggle, she is too lonely."
Long Chuxia knew that she still blamed her in her heart. Although she was not the one who ordered the dissolution of the harem, the departure of the women in the harem was because of Feng Lingxiao's decision, which undoubtedly made the Empress Dowager sad. Although she agreed in the end , but she had no choice but to agree because she knew that no matter whether she agreed or not, he would do it in the end to avoid people saying that mother and son were not of the same mind.