Zhou Licheng had just returned from the Yamen. He changed into a moon-white silk robe, no longer wearing a black gauze hat, and wore a pair of thousand-leaf shoes. He was planning to go out after lunch, but he was drinking tea from a bowl and walking around a few times.
, saw the housekeeper hurried in from outside.
"Sir, something happened in Beijing!" the housekeeper said in a low voice as he arrived.
"What happened?" Mr. Zhou is a third-rank minister of Guanglu Temple and a bachelor of Jixian Academy. He can say that the news is not too slow, but he can't think of any major events in Beijing recently.
It happened, and it is worthy of the steward to report it like this.
If it is related to my family, the look on the housekeeper's face shows that he is only shocked and gossiping, not worried at all, which is not the case.
He was too lazy to continue guessing and just listened to the butler's report.
"The Shao Mansion sent someone to tell me that I should report to the master that the clan mansion had received the imperial edict and was ordered to immediately discuss a name suitable for the clan and prepare a ceremony for returning to the clan..."
"Returning the royal family to the clan?" Mr. Zhou was stunned when he heard this.
Could it be that the emperor has some treasure left in the ocean? But after he ascended the throne, he could hardly leave the capital. Any women in the capital would be sent to the harem.
Or maybe the kings had children while they were having a romantic affair outside?
If that's the case, it's not a big deal.
But I heard the butler continue to say: "Yes, the royal family has returned to the clan. I have also heard that the royal family returning to the clan is none other than... Su Ziji, the number one scholar in this new class!"
"I heard that he is the son of the prince and the grandson of the emperor. He may have been accidentally among the people back then, and now he will be recognized!"
"Who? Who are you talking about?"
Mr. Zhou stood up immediately and almost dropped the teacup in his hand. Although he did not fall in the end, he put it heavily on the table. However, in his surprise, the tea spilled all over the floor, and a lot of it directly hit the heels of his boots.
The hem of the official uniform, but Mr. Zhou couldn't care less.
As if he didn't hear clearly, he asked the steward in shock: "Who are the royal family you just mentioned? And whose son is it?"
"Back to the master, I heard that the royal family that is going to return to the clan is Su Ziji, the new top scholar in this year's class. However, his original identity is not a child of a poor family, but the son of a prince who lived among the people more than ten years ago!"
Su Ziji, the son of the former prince?
Mr. Zhou couldn't tell whether he should be shocked that Su Ziji was the grandson of the emperor, or should he be shocked that the prince actually had an heir left behind. Not only had he grown up, but he was also so outstanding!
The son of a prince is a little more special than the sons of other kings.
Thinking of all the things here, Mr. Zhou slowly sat back and fell into deep thought.
At this time, some maids filed in and placed the food on the table not far away, but Mr. Zhou didn't want to eat, and he didn't ask someone to call his wife as usual. Instead, after thinking for a long time, he pointed to a maid: "You go
I went to the backyard, invited the lady over, and said I had something to tell her."
"Yes." The maid was waiting in surprise. Then she received the order and quickly responded.
Zhou Mansion backyard
In the drizzle of autumn, yellow leaves fall, or are swept away by the wind, or fall to dust and become contaminated with mud and water.
Miss Zhou's courtyard is not big, but it is very well built, with connected corridors and a tall attic. The wooden window on the second floor has been pushed open, and Zhou Yao, wearing a light-colored dress, is quietly looking at the rainy scene outside.
Wearing her unmarried bun, she looks dignified and elegant, her figure is slender and elegant, her shoulders are draped in silk, and her long sleeves hang down. It is obvious that compared to the past, she rarely wears makeup and often looks bare-faced, but her temperament is gradually emerging.
, but this Miss Zhou, who lost her fiancé, not only did not wither like a flower, but was like the autumn wind, cool and fascinating.
Several maids who were ordered to do things were either sitting on low stools not far away doing embroidery work, or were carefully pruning the flowers and plants in the courtyard, or sorting out debris. One of the maids couldn't help but look towards Zhou Yao, secretly
Envy: "It's strange. I can see the lady tomorrow and every day, but every time I see the lady, I feel that the lady is more beautiful. Is this the so-called female transformation?"
"However, it is because a young lady is so outstanding that she can become more and more beautiful. Girls like me will not be different even if they grow older."
Some girls even become more mediocre when they grow up than when they were little.
There is really no comparison between people.
Zhou Yao, who didn't know what the maid was thinking, saw a fallen leaf blowing in the wind. When it came to her, she stretched out her hand and caught it without much effort.
The yellowing leaves, combined with the red and swollen wounds on the fingertips, add an extra touch of beauty.
"What, you're not practicing today?" The mysterious voice that had disappeared for a while suddenly appeared again, asking about Zhou Yao's homework at the beginning.
Zhou Yao replied calmly: "It's not interesting, I just didn't practice."
"Perhaps you have reached a bottleneck again." The other party commented: "I listened to you playing the piano a few days ago. Your piano skills have greatly improved."
But the reason for the sharp rise made Zhou Yao somewhat silent.
Looking at the yellowing leaf, her eyes passed through the red and swollen fingertips, Zhou Yao gently let go of her hand, and a gust of wind blew by, rolling up the leaf and carrying it away to a distance.
"The sound of your piano shook the capital that day, and why?" Zhou Yao quietly watched it being blown away, and then suddenly asked.
This incident caused a lot of trouble to Zhou Yao. Not only was the fingertips of the playing piano red and swollen, but also because the sound of the piano affected everyone in the city, making Zhou Yao feel frightened. After returning, Zhou Yao’s father
I also had a little doubt about her.
"I'm afraid it has aroused speculation now. You may also know that even my father has tried it."
Of course the mysterious voice knew about this, and it was precisely because he knew it that he felt a little guilty during this period and didn't know how to mention it to Zhou Yao.
The move that day was made by the mysterious voice himself on the spur of the moment.
"I'm really sorry for causing you trouble." After a long time, the mysterious voice said, deciding to tell her some secrets that could be told.
"However, the sound of the piano shook the whole city that day. It was not a matter of grandstanding, but a last resort."
"You also know that I am a demon god. I once saw the scene where a young dragon was recognized by the sky. The scene was very shocking."
"This time is actually similar to last time, but far better than that time."
"It's just the return of the young dragon. It's just a demon king coming out of the demon clan. It's not a big deal for the scattered monsters living there. There are even some demon clans who don't want to be ruled by the demon emperor. I'm afraid it will
I feel troubled instead.”
The mysterious voice fell silent for a moment, and Zhou Yao followed her intention and looked into the distance.
The autumn rain continued, and as I looked straight ahead, I saw a pavilion at the end. Not far from the pavilion, I could see half of the green berry moss. Her heart suddenly shrank, as if she had a premonition, and she just let out a long sigh, which seemed to have infinite emotion.
"But this time when the young dragon returns, it is accompanied by the release of spiritual energy. Although it is only a small amount, other demon gods have not noticed it yet, but I have a special status, but I have already sensed it."
"Do you know how important this spiritual energy release is?"