Weiyang Palace vestibule
In a flash of cold light, the snowflakes split into two halves, dancing lightly and falling in droves.
The young boy was wearing a mysterious robe, and his hair was tied with a silver belt. The blade reflected her sharp eyebrows. He moved his hand, and the blade pointed outwards. Before the slow snowflakes touched her body, it suddenly fell, and the tip danced wildly along with the sword's movement. Howl.
For a moment, the light of the sword came to the dust, causing wind and snow to follow it.
Li Chonghua looked straight and was pulled twice by the steward before he walked around the vestibule and walked into the eaves.
Standing in the corridor is an old Taoist with a long beard, wearing a starched white Taoist robe. He has a clear face and piercing eyes. At a glance, it seems that he can penetrate the human heart and make everything invisible.
Li Chonghua was timid and curious. When he was three feet away from the old man, his steps slowed down.
"National Master, this is His Highness's companion, Mr. Li's Chonghua." The steward introduced respectfully.
No one knows the name of the old man with long beard, and no one knows where he comes from.
That year, Zhan Changfeng was three years old and unconscious. All the famous doctors inside and outside the imperial city were helpless. He revealed the imperial list and came to wake up the prince. He was respected by the old emperor as a national teacher. He only travels frequently and has only returned to the capital recently.
The steward then said to Li Chonghua: "This is the national master and the teacher who teaches His Highness martial arts."
Li Chonghua's eyes lit up, "Can I learn martial arts from you?"
The old man with a long beard smiled and said nothing. Li Chonghua was a little disappointed, but still insisted: "I will definitely study hard. Can you give me a chance?"
"You and I are not destined to be together." The long-bearded old Taoist stood with his sleeves folded and refused with a smile.
Li Chonghua looked at the manager as if to help, and his mother said that if there was anything he could do, he could go to the manager.
The steward shook his head and said nothing.
Zhan Changfeng calmed down, returned his sword to its sheath, and walked up to the old Taoist Changxu.
The long-bearded old man nodded, "Good."
She bowed to him and went back to the palace to bathe and change clothes. After coming out, he saw the old Taoist monk with a long beard sitting cross-legged in front of the chess square, so he waved the palace people to leave.
"Where has the master gone?" Take a white stone and place it on the chess field.
"A square inch away."
"How's the view?"
"It's also the human world."
"Have you ever seen a mountain, master?" Zhan Changfeng asked.
"There are many mountains, which one are you asking about?"
"The only one I can see."
The long-bearded old Taoist closed his eyes, and his two elegant white eyebrows were like another pair of eyes, mysterious and transparent.
He did not answer Zhan Changfeng, and Zhan Changfeng did not ask further questions.
"Your Highness," the long-bearded old man called her halfway down the stairs.
"kindness?"
"When you become an adult, how about I teach you the other half of Taoism?"
"Can."
Zhan Changfeng respects the old Taoist Chang Xu, not because he once saved her from a traitor's Yanshu, nor because he taught her peerless martial arts, but because he has a thousand holes in his chest, contains the universe, and half a Taoist scripture, and let her read it. Understand fate and life.
This idea of changing the situation, higher than any power or wealth, allowed her to examine her own existence from a new perspective.
Click, one piece falls.
After an old man and a young man finished playing a game, those who should be wandering around continued to be leisurely, and those who should be princes continued to be deep.
As the sky fell, Li Chonghua returned to Yongxiu Palace exhausted.
That day, the prince and Li Yunqiu parted unhappy, leaving only one sentence: "Come if you want."
Then Li Chonghua was woken up by Li Yunqiu every day, and asked the palace attendants to hold him under his armpits to wash and dress, and carry him all the way to Weiyang Palace.
At the fifth watch of the day, he and his escorts waited outside the Taiqing Hall to wait for the end of the morning court.
Sometimes the court service takes less than half an hour, and sometimes it has to wait until noon. If it cannot be finished in the morning, it has to continue after the meal.
After the court, there were military and political experts who taught the prince knowledge, and the old emperor also came over from time to time to give advice.
Li Chonghua couldn't understand, and even a reading companion wouldn't let him ask.
If he was just a minister, he could just serve on the sidelines, but now he knows that he is the emperor's grandson, and Li Yunqiu has been encouraging him to learn and keep up with Zhan Changfeng's pace.
In this way, this inability to understand seemed very pathetic, and his inner anxiety almost wiped out his smile.
"I want to learn martial arts!" This was the first thing Li Chonghua said when he saw Li Yunqiu, which was a bit angry.
But more of it is envy.
The prince's self-centered and in-control aura when dancing the sword was more intuitive than ever. He also wanted to be able to face various problems like her, and he also wanted to be as confident and strong as her.
"You have to be down-to-earth in everything you do. You can't even finish your homework now, why do you want to learn any nonsense?" Li Yunqiu said.
This sentence may have touched Li Chonghua's sensitive point, and the emotions that had been accumulated over the past few days were detonated at this moment, "I don't want to be a companion, I don't want to learn, why do you want to compare me with her? I can't compare, isn't it okay?"
Li Chonghua burst into tears, "Why can she be the crown prince when we are both grandsons of the emperor? I want to be a cow or a horse. Why can she stand beside the emperor's grandfather? I can't even recognize her!"
He couldn't bear the torment and blows for several days.
Li Yunqiu didn't expect that he would be so uncomfortable. He originally wanted to temper him, but it had the opposite effect.
I couldn't help but feel distressed, "I didn't think carefully."
She hopes that Li Chonghua will gain Zhan Changfeng's trust and support, and then the two of them will naturally change their identities without major mistakes.
But now it seems that because she was concerned about Zhan Changfeng's situation, her plan was a bit softer.
Zhan Changfeng's brilliance was too great. If Li Chonghua didn't have a certain self-understanding, he would probably become her servant and not be able to resist.
And without the emperor's personal teaching, even if he became the emperor, he would still be far behind Zhan Changfeng.
The best choice at this time is to tell the truth to the emperor as soon as possible and restore Li Chonghua's orthodox status.
When Li Yunqiu made this decision, he felt a sense of guilt for his daughter. It was really fate.
Weiyang Palace
The steward refilled Zhan Changfeng's tea, "Your Highness, I see that Mr. Chonghua's face is pale today. I'm afraid he is sick. Why don't we let him rest for a few days?"
Zhan Changfeng looked at the official document without raising his head, "It's stupid. A child who hasn't read all the Four Books and Five Classics doesn't study hard. He does nothing with Gu all day long. It's because he doesn't destroy it fast enough."
"That's not what he wanted to do."
"Gu Ye doesn't mean that he is stupid."
If not what he said, who else could he say?
The steward wiped away the cold sweat for his wife, but in his heart he agreed with Zhan Changfeng's assessment.
It would be fine if the two were of the same level, but Li Chonghua and Zhan Changfeng are too far apart. Wouldn't it be absurd for you to ask a person who has just learned two or three poems to recite two or three poems to be a few levels better to talk about military affairs, family affairs, and country.
"Your Highness asked Mr. Chonghua not to come over in the morning, just to give him free time to study?" The steward suddenly realized, but it was not worth it for her, "Why didn't Your Highness explain it clearly to Madam..."
The candlelight reflected on her cheek, but could not shine into her eyes. There were abyss and cliffs, and they were lost.
“There is no use in explaining when people’s hearts are astray.”
The steward heard the sound of his heart falling, his fingers trembled, and a sound of "Your Highness" was stuck in his throat. Really not worth it...
