The book in his hand fell down at some point, revealing a shocked face.
He remembered that when Su Muyun cruelly broke up with him, he gave him a small painting and calligraphy portrait and recited a farewell poem. After more than twenty years, he still felt sad every time he thought about it.
Zhao Xiyan's words were so cold and sharp that his own father was frightened when he heard them. How would Murong Shen feel?
...Probably just like in the previous life, I hugged her while she was sleeping and heard her murmuring "Brother Chunsheng"!
Fortunately, Murong Shen didn't have an angry outburst on the spot, and actually forced out an ugly smile: "What Miss Zhao Liu said is quite reasonable. It's me, Murong Shen, who is self-righteous and sentimental."
Murong Shen stood up and said, "I say goodbye today. I only hope that Miss Zhao Liu will go well and get her wish."
After saying that, he strode away.
Therefore, there are some things that cannot be faked.
When Murong Shen came to Beihai County, he seemed to be respectful to him, but in fact he was arrogant in his heart.
Zhao Yuanming sighed, with some reproach in his tone: "You have endured it for so long, why do you have to show up today?"
Zhao Xiyan said calmly: "If I don't show up, he won't leave today."
Zhao Yuanming was speechless for a moment, then cheered up and said, "It's better to talk about it."
Zhao Xiyan added: "It's useless to talk about it. He just left in anger now and won't give up just like that."
Zhao Yuanming: "..."
Damn the royal power.
Zhao Yuanming's eyes dimmed as he was reminded of long-standing unpleasant memories.
Bang!
The door was pushed open forcefully, and a familiar young figure swirled in like the wind.
Zhao Yuanming frowned.
Zhao Xiyan smiled at the young man: "Murong Shen left, why didn't you leave?"
Seeing Yue Yaer's sister's smiling face, Xu Jing suddenly swallowed back what he was saying and said instead: "I'm going back to the palace now, and I came in to say goodbye to the master."
Zhao Yuanming glanced at the student: "Oh, so you are talking to me. I thought the prince didn't see me."
Xu Jing, who was as thick-skinned as a city wall, immediately came over diligently: "Master is as tall as a mountain in my heart, how could I not see it? Master, do you want to read? The light in this study is dim, I will light the candlestick for Master."
Immediately, he lit the candle with familiarity.
The flames jumped and the study suddenly lit up.
The sullenness and unhappiness in Zhao Yuanming's heart dissipated, and he said casually: "We have been busy for a day today, and Yue Ya'er and I are both tired. If anything happens, we'll talk about it tomorrow."
Xu Jing said with a shy smile: "Yes, yes, I will come with my mother and concubine tomorrow."
Zhao Yuanming: "!!!"
Zhao Xiyan was also a little surprised: "What are you doing here? Why do you want the princess to come with you?"
Xu Jing grinned: "Of course I came to propose marriage."
Zhao Xiyan: "..."
This is too urgent!
Xu Jing had already begun to count the days on his fingers: "Three matchmakers, six betrothals, and departure gifts will take two or three months at least. We must first get engaged and make a marriage contract. There is no rush to get married. After the late emperor passed away, I have to observe mourning for one year."
The wedding date is scheduled for after April next year..."
Zhao Yuanming couldn't bear it anymore and quickly said with a straight face: "It's getting late, Your Majesty, please come back."
Xu Jing touched his nose and said with a smile: "Master, don't be upset, I'll leave right now."
In front of his wife and future father-in-law, Xu Jing blatantly winked at sister Yue Ya'er and said, "Sister Yue Ya'er, I'm leaving!"
Zhao Xiyan chuckled and hummed.
Zhao Yuanming snorted softly from his nose.
The Prince of Beihai immediately ran out of the door like a wild horse.
Zhao Yuanming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said to Zhao Xiyan: "Look at the future husband you chose. He is still so naughty at the age of fifteen. You will suffer it in the future."
Zhao Xiyan's eyes were bright and her smile was like a crescent moon: "That's good for him."
Zhao Yuanming: "..."
What's the matter with suddenly feeling a little sour?
Another young figure appeared at the door: "Master."
It's Zheng Xuanqing.
Zhao Yuanming calmed down and said, "You stayed here today. Do you have something to tell me?"
Zheng Xuanqing nodded and walked in.
"My father has found a vacancy for me. I will go to the military camp as an errand tomorrow. From now on, I can no longer study with my master."
"I have a naughty temper and refuse to work hard. Master has worried a lot for me, and I will remember it all in my heart. I don't know how to repay Master, so I'll kowtow three times to Master!"
After saying that, he knelt down and kowtowed three times.
Zhao Yuanming felt a little uncomfortable and reached out to help Zheng Xuanqing up: "Get up quickly."
Zheng Xuanqing's eyes were red and her voice was choked with sobs: "I used to be ignorant and always made my master angry. Now that I think about it, I really regret it."
Zhao Yuanming comforted him warmly: "Xuan Qing, you are not stupid at all, you are just lazy and playful, have no self-control, and lack perseverance. You don't ask for deep understanding in reading and studying, and you refuse to correct even if you know you are wrong..."
Zheng Xuanqing couldn't help it: "Master, don't I have any merit at all?"
Well, I'm used to being scolded, and I can't change it for a while.
Zhao Yuanming coughed and continued in a gentle voice: "Now that you have grown up, Master believes that you will be able to do what you should do, and you will not let down your family or Master."
Zheng Xuanqing wiped his eyes with the back of his hand and said in a thick nasal voice: "Thank you, Master."
Zhao Xiyan stepped forward: "Senior Brother Xuanqing, you will be on duty in the military camp from now on. Don't forget to visit us when you take a rest."
Zheng Xuanqing nodded in agreement and said goodbye again.
…
It gets dark soon.
In the guest room of Beihai Palace, Murong Shen stood with his hands behind his hands and looked out the window.
There were no candlesticks in the room.
Murong Shen's figure was hidden in the darkness.
The soldier knocked on the door cautiously: "Sir, the prince is hosting a banquet, please come..."
"roll!"
Murong Shen didn't even look back, and there was anger in his voice.
The soldier was disappointed and retreated dejectedly. He said to Xu Erwu who came to deliver a message: "Our master thanks you for your kindness, but you will leave for Qinglong Mountain tomorrow and have to rest early tonight."
Next. Please go back and report to the Crown Prince."
Xu Erwu's baby face was a bit cute even when he was frowning: "The prince said that he must invite Colonel Murong to go. I can't explain it when I go back like this."
This private soldier usually relied on his master's prestige and never humbled himself. Today he had to lower his head, said some kind words, and stuffed a silver ingot, and finally sent Xu Erwu away.
Xu Erwu quickly ran to his master and reported with a smile: "Your Majesty, Colonel Murong refuses to come. The soldier with the eyes on his forehead even specially gave me money."
As he spoke, he took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and presented it to the prince with a smile.
Xu Jing raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You just accept what they give you."
Xu Erwu happily collected the money.
He is determined to be the first among the soldiers to have a family, so he must save money to find a wife!
