It's cold in spring and cloudless.
On the Jingxin Lake, the blue waves are rippling.
A passenger ship with a red cover and golden tassels and carved beams and painted beams set off slowly. The bow and stern were filled with majestic entourages. Strangers were not allowed to approach. The elegant antique calligraphy and paintings inside the ship further showed the taste of the owner.
Amid the compliments, Prince Zhu Suxing raised a glass and wrote an inscription expressing his love for the landscape.
Although he is already in his twenties, he still has a clear teenage voice, and his words are smooth and rhyming, like the gurgling of a clear spring in a mountain stream, so comfortable and appropriate.
Zhu Xuxing was enlightened at the age of three. He was extremely bright and intelligent. He had read the books of sages since he was a child. When he grew up, he often gathered with eminent monks and outstanding figures to discuss world affairs through articles and appreciation of poems, songs and paintings. Today at the elegant gathering on the lake, all the famous literati and poets in the city are here. They are like stars holding the moon around the prince, and their eyes are full of admiration and admiration.
Zhu Xuxing's appearance is like jade, with red phoenix bright eyes that are hooked in and out, and have pupils as bright as stars. Every word and every action is filled with the rich nobility nourished by the royal court ceremony.
While they were chatting happily, a graceful humming sound floated leisurely in the distance.
This place is only a hundred meters away from the center of the lake, and there are usually no commercial or fishing boats passing by.
Yue Yichuan, the chief guard of the inner court, looked alert from a distance, his eyes seemed to be flickering, and he raised his hand to order the archers to be on standby at all times. He has been with the prince since he was a child and has been following him for ten years. He is like his shadow.
Looking out, I saw a small boat slowly wandering on the sparkling, waveless lake, deserted.
Xu Zhihuai, with his long hair lightly bundled and plain green clothes, rowed toward the center of the lake alone with his bamboo pen.
In the spring mist, there is a lonely boat and a shadow, and there is a beautiful woman singing softly. The beautiful scenery intertwined with green mountains and green waters in front of us becomes more and more vivid.
Everyone looked for a voice and said, "There seems to be someone!"
There are indeed people in Shui Yiren.
Zhu Xingxing's heart suddenly moved, and he was very happy: "The color of the lake light and water is so clear that it cannot be moistened."
He couldn't wait to pick up the pen and ink, cherishing the beautiful scenery of this moment.
Unexpectedly, the singing stopped suddenly, and the people on the boat had obviously noticed it.
Seeing that His Highness was about to finish the painting, Yue Yichuan intentionally ordered them to be driven away, but His Highness suddenly stopped his hands and stared at the woman on the boat with all his concentration.
She is like a pure and blooming green lotus, blooming just above Zhu Xiuxing's heart, slender, exquisite, and lovable.
Where did this immortal-like person come from? Maybe it's just an illusion, a miracle that disappears in the blink of an eye.
The time has come.
Xu Zhihuai slowly turned his head, his eyes were clear, with an unearthly tranquility and alienation.
Zhu Xuxing narrowed his eyes slightly, reluctant to move away for a long time, and hurriedly finished the last stroke.
Amid the compliments of everyone, after the ink dried, Zhu Xuxing immediately printed the scroll and ordered the scroll to be given to Xu Zhihuai on the boat.
Others marveled and coveted the little girl's good luck.
Yue Yichuan took the lead and asked first: "Who are you?"
Xu Zhihuai shook his head, did not take the painting or speak, and looked at them coldly, with an indifferent expression on his face.
Zhu Xuxing's phoenix eyes sparkled, and he smiled before saying anything: "Yichuan, don't scare this girl, it's obviously us who disturbed her purity."
When Yue Yichuan saw His Highness approaching, he immediately gave up his position at the bow of the boat, his eyes still firmly locked on Xu Zhihuai.
He also placed the scroll in front of Xu Zhihuai with his own hands and reminded in a low voice: "My master gave it to you, so you'd better accept it properly."
Xu Zhihuai glanced at Yue Yichuan lightly, then lowered his eyes to the scroll, and opened it in front of everyone.
The prince indeed has some talent, his painting style is elegant and the reality is balanced, especially her figure is painted exquisitely. However, Xu Zhihuai threw the prince's calligraphy treasure into the lake without a care in the world.
The "dong" sound made everyone tremble with fear.
"You are presumptuous!"
"Be bold!"
Everyone was shocked and noisy. They loudly reprimanded and made rude remarks to the wanton and unreasonable little woman in front of them. Some people were even so eager to fawn over that they plunged into the water to retrieve the painting.
Xu Zhihuai seemed as if he had never heard of him, as if he had never seen him.
Zhu Xuxing's eyes darkened quietly, and instead of feeling annoyed or angry, he felt a sense of nervousness and embarrassment that he had never felt before.
Yue Yichuan looked at Xu Zhihuai with slightly complicated eyes: "Young lady shouldn't be so rude and neglect my master."
Xu Zhihuai raised her eyes and replied to him calmly: "Since you gave it to me, it's mine. I can throw it away if I want." After saying that, she clenched the pennant with both hands and was about to paddle away.
"Girl, wait a minute."
This time it was Zhu Xuxing who spoke, and everyone was surprised.
Xu Zhihuai looked at him, his eyes watery.
Zhu Xuxing raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a trace of hesitation in his narrow phoenix eyes: "Just now, I took the liberty to draw the girl's figure. It was indeed abrupt. I hope the girl will forgive me. Why don't I draw another one and give it to the girl as an apology." "
His tone was still gentle, clearly telling everyone that he was not angry.
Xu Zhihuai had been prepared for it and whispered softly: "No need, these green mountains and green waters are naturally uncarved and so clean. I really can't bear the slightest blasphemy. Today, the young master and I are just passers-by here. We are free." , why stick to the ink in the painting, lose the artistic conception, lose the happiness, and disturb the purity of freedom."
Zhu Xingxing's phoenix eyes flashed with a startled look, and he was surprised and sighed. His heart was beating violently, and the indescribable taste was spreading out layer by layer, and he was out of control.
It's obvious that my mind is in a state of confusion, but I can't lose composure.
He looked at Xu Zhihuai's retreating back, lowered his eyes to hide his emotions, gently opened his lips and told Yue Yichuan: "Find her."
Yue Yichuan understood and calmly agreed.
In the blink of an eye, it was late March, and the spring rain was pouring continuously. The solemn palace city, moistened by the rain, peacefully displayed its grace and beauty under the imperial power.
After their encounter in the middle of the lake, the prince could not remember Xu Zhihuai for a long time, and often fell into misty thoughts inadvertently and could not extricate himself. There was also a painting in his study. The painting showed rolling green mountains and turbulent lakes, but there was no one or anything in sight, so it was naturally empty.
Yue Yichuan is the chief guard of the inner court. He knows everything about the palace, but if you want to quickly find someone outside the palace, you have to rely on the skills of Huang Jiwei.
When Wei Li heard this, he curled up his lips in a good mood.
Ten days later, he handed the news about Xu Zhihuai to Yue Yichuan.
Yue Yichuan became suspicious: "Is the Fourth Division of Huangji very busy? It usually only lasts three to five days, so why did your Highness have to wait for so long?"
In terms of official rank, Tsing Yi Hou Wei Li is far above Yue Yichuan. In terms of reputation, no one would dare to question Huang Jiwei's ability to do things face to face. The friendship between Yue Yichuan and Wei Li was as close as that of real brothers. They were both close followers of the prince.
Wei Li poured a cup of tea for Yue Yichuan unhurriedly: "There have been a lot of things lately and not enough manpower."
Yue Yichuan did not take his tea, but just looked at him: "Let me tell you the truth, is that girl yours?"
Wei Li answered the question: "Now His Highness has people from all factions around him, but there are no people from our Imperial Guard."
Yue Yichuan was not surprised. He lowered his tone and said with some advice: "I don't care how you mess around outside. Don't cause trouble in the palace."
Wei Li asked sharply: "What did I do?"
Yue Yichuan said word by word: "Remember, there is no blood in the palace."
Wei Li smiled and sneered: "Don't worry, I'm measured."
Yue Yichuan frowned: "When did you overstep your limits?"
Huang Jiwei never needs to be measured.
