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Chapter 668: Another Mid-Autumn Festival 8(1/2)

It was the August 14th night of Ning Guozhao's twenty -four years.

It was August 14th of the 39th year of Wu Guojian.

On that night, Li Chenan's teacher, Li Feidao, Mr. Li Xiaofeng, drank two pots of wine and made a word.

The name "Water Tune Songs, when the moon has a time".

The birth of this word was witnessed and copied by a teenager named Pan Xiao, and was deeply recorded by the girl Xia Hua.

This word is destined to appear in the world.

It is destined to be alarming the world!

Nympho

August 15th of the twenty -four years of Zhaohua.

This day is the real Mid -Autumn Festival.

On this dawn of this day, Li Chenan said goodbye to Xia Hua.

They left Xilan City and galloped around.

Xiahua rides the horse to the east, but she is Dongxu City, who goes to the southeast.

Watching Mr. and his party drifted away, Xia Hua's eyes were full of nostalgia, and he was full of nostalgia.

She looks forward to seeing her again.

I hope that I can see the gentle drink and make the moving magnificent poem.

Mr.'s talent, such as sea water!

It is far from her summer flowers.

"People have sadness and joy, and the moon is gloomy and round, and this matter is difficult."

Mr.'s words, the words are beaded, and people are provinced.

Xia Hua retracted his eyes, looking at the red in the sky, and repeated the sentence: "This matter is difficult."

Chen An is no longer in the world, and this person can not last long, thousands of miles away, nor can he be together!

But the thoughts are still there.

Even a local government, one in the world!

She went to the horse.

A white clothes flutter.

A black hair fluttering.

She wants to rush back to the Xiaguo Mansion of Dongxu City at the fastest speed.

It wasn't urgent to see her relatives, but ... she wanted to give this song "The Song of the Water Tune, and the Mingyue", and played a song in person.

Listen to him.

Sing for him.

That's it.

Nympho

Nympho

Wu Guo Kyoto Dongxu City.

East Palace.

Wu Qian is an extremely self -disciplined prince.

He had a bed when he was not bright.

He wore a plain Mai Yi in the front garden of the East Palace and practiced the sword for half an hour, and practiced the fist feet for half an hour.

As in the past, I took a bath under the service of the palace girl. After using a meal that could not be considered a rich breakfast, he came to his study.

There are still some unsatisfactory memorials in the case, but he didn't want to see it at the moment.

He sat in front of the tea table, cooked a pot of tea, turned his head to look at a little eunuch standing on one side.

"Xiao Guizi,"

That little eunuch quickly took the first two steps and bowed into a gift: "His Royal Highness, slave is here!"

"On the other side of the Wanlin Academy, how will the Mid -Autumn Festival be prepared tonight?"

"Back to His Royal Highness, everything is ready, and Kyoto's well -known literati talents have been invited."

"According to His Royal Highness, the Yuejin Academy in Hexi Prefecture will also hold the same Mid -Autumn Festival.

Wu Qian made a slight first, groaning three interests, "You go to the palace to come to this palace."

"Slaves are only ordered!"

Xiao Guizi bowed down, and Wu Qian poured a cup of tea with a fine product. After a while, he suddenly looked up at the screen in the corner and shouted:

"Saburo!"

After the screen, a boy in black walked out of the black.

The teenager carried a sword.

A cold look.

"Sit, drink tea."

"His Royal Highness!"

Saburo sat in and sat straight.

"What is the seven swords of Tianshan?"

"Back to His Royal Highness, except for the younger sister, the remaining six swords returned to Tianshan."

"When can Xiahua go to Kyoto?"

Saburo Yin three interests: "Tonight."

Wu Qian's eyes were bright, his hands were holding his knees, and his body slightly leaned back. "So, this night can invite Xia Hua to enjoy this Mid -Autumn Festival!"

Saburo looked up at Wu Qian, he didn't speak.

In recent years, the royal family has shown great goodwill to Tianyin Pavilion.

This kind of goodwill is of course there is a reason, the reason is the alienation of the royal family to wash the sword building.

The intention of the royal family is obvious. I want to use the force of Tianyin Pavilion to contain the washing sword building.

In this regard, the cabinet owner is not too concerned.

As a walking in the rivers and lakes, on the one hand, he must take into account the command of the royal family, and on the other hand, he also needs to protect the interests of Tianyin Pavilion.

The location of the Tianyin Pavilion is special, it is above Tianshan.

Tianshan, in the north of Wu State, is not just far away from Kyoto, it is far from the world.

In order to act for convenience, in these years, Tianyin Pavilion also has a set of liaison networks in the rivers and lakes.

Some things are limited to the inside of Tianyin Pavilion.

For example, Xiaoyi Xiahua, she has set up a god of demon.

And that day, the magic phase was Li Chenan!

This is doomed to His Royal Highness.

But the news could not tell the prince.

At least not yet.

Otherwise ... I am afraid that it will bring disasters to the little sister or Xia Guo government.

Wu Qian naturally didn't know, his face was full of nostalgia:

"I haven't seen Xia Hua again in the blink of an eye ..."

Wu Qian's face was happy, and the tea cup took another sip. "Ten years ago, we were only five or six years old. This palace also clearly remembered what she looked like at that time."

"Well, don't say this, you go to Qiuzhuang, take the famous post of the palace, please enter the palace tomorrow on the ninth floor of the autumn.

Saburo slightly.

The ninth floor of the Qiuqiu is the Shao Dang family of Xuanwutang!

Xuanwutang was built by Wu Chang, Prince of the Three Prince Yu!

His Royal Highness to see the autumn ninth floor in private ...

He got up and arched his hand: "I go here."

"Hmm ... wait."
To be continued...
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