Vestibule of Weiyang Palace

The cold light flashed, and the snowflakes split in half, and they danced lightly and fluttered down.

The little boy was dressed in a black robe, his hair was tied with a silver belt, the blade reflected her sharp eyebrows and eyes, his hand moved, the blade was outward, and the slow little snow did not touch her body, and he fell suddenly, dancing and screaming along the sword.

For a time, the sword light came to the dust, causing the wind and snow to follow.

Li Chonghua looked straight, and was dragged twice by the chief manager before he walked around the vestibule and into the eaves of the porch in a distracted manner.

Under the corridor stood a long-bearded old man, wearing a white-washed robe, with a clear face and bright eyes, at a glance, it seemed that he could pass through people's hearts and make everything hide.

Li Chonghua was timid and curious, and when he was three feet away from the old man, his pace slowed down.

"National Teacher, this is His Royal Highness's companion, the Chonghua son of the Li family. The manager respectfully introduced.

No one knows the name of the old man, nor does anyone know where he came from.

That year, Zhan Changfeng was three years old, unconscious, and the famous doctors inside and outside the imperial city were helpless, he unveiled the imperial list, woke up the prince, and was respected as a national teacher by the old emperor. It's just that I often go out to travel, and I have only recently returned to the capital.

The chief manager said to Li Chonghua again: "This is the national teacher, and he is also the teacher who teaches His Royal Highness's martial arts. ”

Li Chonghua's eyes lit up, "Can I learn martial arts from you?"

The long beard was old but smiled silently, Li Chonghua was a little disappointed, but still insisted: "I will definitely work hard to learn, can you give me a chance?"

"You and I have no fate. The long-bearded elder stood with his sleeves folded and refused with a smile.

Li Chonghua looked at the manager as if he was helping, and his mother said that there was anything to be solved with the manager.

The steward shook his head and said nothing.

Zhan Changfeng retracted his momentum, returned his sword to the sheath, and walked in front of the long-bearded old man.

The long-bearded elder bowed his head, "Good." ”

She bowed to him and went back to the dormitory to bathe and change clothes. When he came out, he saw the old man sitting in front of the chessboard, so he waved his hand to let the palace people retreat.

"Where did the master go?" took a white piece and placed it on the chessboard.

"Inch away. ”

"How's the view?"

"It's also the world. ”

"Then the master has seen a mountain?" asked Zhan Changfeng.

"There are many mountains, which one are you asking. ”

"The only one I can see. ”

The long-bearded old man closed his eyes, and the two flowing white eyebrows were like another pair of eyes, mysterious and transparent.

He didn't answer Zhan Changfeng, and Zhan Changfeng didn't ask.

"Your Highness," Elder Longbeard called out to her halfway down.

"Huh?"

"When you are an adult, how about I teach you the other half of the Tao Sutra?"

"Yes. ”

Zhan Changfeng respected the elder Dao, not because he had saved her from the thief's martial arts, nor because he taught her peerless martial arts, but because he had a thousand treasures in his chest, hidden in the universe, and half of the Taoist scriptures, so that she could understand fate and life.

This idea of changing the pattern, which is higher than any power and wealth, makes her look at her own existence with a new perspective.

Click, a fall.

After an old man and a young man finish a game, the wanderer continues to be leisurely, and the prince continues to be deep.

The sky fell, and Li Chonghua returned to Yongxiu Palace with no energy.

That day, the prince and Li Yunqiu broke up unhappily, and only dropped a sentence: "If you want to come, come." ”

Then Li Chonghua was woken up every day when Li Yunqiu was not in Yin, and asked the palace people to hold his armpits to wash and dress, and carry them all the way to Weiyang Palace.

At the beginning of the fifth watch, he and the guards and attendants guarded outside the Taiqing Hall and waited for the end of the early dynasty.

Sometimes it doesn't take half an hour to go down, sometimes it has to wait until noon, and if the morning is not over, you have to continue after eating.

After the dynasty, there were military and political masters to teach the prince knowledge, and the old emperor also came over from time to time to give advice.

Li Chonghua couldn't understand it, and a companion didn't allow him to ask.

If he was just a courtier, he could serve on the sidelines, but now he knew that he was the emperor's grandson, and Li Yunqiu had always inspired him to learn and keep up with the pace of Zhan Changfeng.

In this way, this kind of incomprehension seems very sad, and the anxiety in his heart almost smoothed his smile.

"I want to learn martial arts!" Li Chonghua's first words when he saw Li Yunqiu were like this, and there was some anger in it.

But more than that, envy.

The prince's sword dance was more self-respecting and controllable than ever, and he wanted to be as comfortable facing all kinds of problems as she was, and he wanted to be as confident and powerful as her.

"You have to be down-to-earth in everything, you can't even finish your homework now, do you still have to learn any messy things?" Li Yunqiu said.

This sentence may have touched Li Chonghua's sensitive point, and the pent-up emotions were detonated at this moment, "I don't want to be a companion, I don't want to learn, why do you compare me with her, I can't compare!"

Li Chonghua burst into tears, "Why is it that she is obviously the emperor's grandson, she can justifiably be the prince, I want to be a cow and a horse, why can she stand by the emperor's grandfather's side, I can't even recognize each other!"

After a few days of tossing and blowing, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Li Yunqiu didn't expect him to be so uncomfortable, he wanted to temper him, but it backfired.

couldn't help but feel distressed, "It's me who didn't think it through." ”

She hopes that Li Chonghua will get Zhan Changfeng's trust and support, and then the two will naturally change their identities and there will be no big mistakes.

But now it seems that because of concerns about Zhan Changfeng's situation, her plan is a little softer.

Zhan Changfeng's light is too much, if Li Chonghua does not have a certain self-understanding, I am afraid that he will obediently be her courtier, and he will not be able to resist.

And without the emperor's personal instruction, even if he becomes the Son of Heaven, he is still a big step behind.

At this time, the best choice is to tell the truth to the emperor as soon as possible and restore Li Chonghua's orthodox identity.

When Li Yunqiu made this decision, he felt a trace of guilt for his daughter, it was really fate.

Weiyang Palace

The chief manager refilled the tea for Zhan Changfeng, "Your Highness, today I see that Hua Gongzi's face is pale, I'm afraid that he is sick, why don't you let him rest for a few days?"

Zhan Changfeng looked at the official document and didn't raise his head, "Stupid, the child who hasn't read the Four Books and Five Classics is not good at studying, and what he does with Gu all day long, it's just that he didn't destroy it fast enough." ”

"That's not what he wanted. ”

"It's not that Lone is stupid. ”

If it's not his words, who else can it say?

The chief manager wiped a cold sweat for his wife, but in his heart he agreed with Zhan Changfeng's evaluation.

It's okay if the two of them are at the same level, but Li Chonghua and Zhan Changfeng are too far apart, isn't it ridiculous that you want a person who can just chant two or three resignations to talk about the military and the country.

"Your Highness let Chonghua Gongzi not have to come over in the morning, is it to give him free time to study?" The chief suddenly realized, but it was not worth it for her, "Why didn't Your Highness explain it to Madame..."

The candle flame reflected on her cheeks, but it did not shine into her eyes, where there were abysses and precipices, and there was a lost.

"What is the use of explaining that people's hearts are biased. ”

The steward heard the sound of his heart falling, his fingers trembled, and his highness got stuck in his throat. It's really not worth it...