Outside the palace, father and daughter Tao Yao and Tao Zhongyuan, who had just left the palace, entered the carriage and sat looking at each other.
After getting on the carriage, Tao Zhongyuan pouted: "Dad, why don't you let me have dinner with the prince in the palace?"
"By allowing you to come to the palace to study with me, my father has pampered you in every possible way. Don't be greedy anymore."
As he said this, Tao Yao had a faint smile on his face and couldn't bear to scold Tao Ruolin.
"Well, dad, why don't you take the poetry and essay test this afternoon? I haven't come up with a good sentence yet and I don't want to embarrass myself in front of the prince."
Tao Yao's smile faltered and he sighed silently.
Seeing her father's frown, Tao Ruolin asked, "Why is Dad sighing?"
"His Royal Highness, he... Yuan'er, how can a father not know your thoughts? The reason why I agreed to let you enter the palace is not for you to get close to the prince. I just want you to know that the prince has changed a long time ago..."
Tao Zhongyuan blushed: "Dad is talking nonsense, Yuan'er just wants to enter the palace and listen to your speech."
Tao Yao shook his head slightly and said nothing.
He does not look down on the prince, but he admires the second prince Changxian very much. He even thinks that Chang Yuwang is not like a human king. I am afraid that the prince will not be able to be a prince for a few years and will be deposed. It is only a matter of time.
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The reason why the old man agreed to let Tao Zhongyuan enter the palace to study with him was because he wanted his daughter to know that the prince's temperament had changed drastically, but who knew that this girl still had a soft spot for the prince.
But what Tao Yao didn't know was that Tao Ruolin, who always smiled sweetly when looking at humans and animals harmlessly, liked not Chang Yu, but the "Prince", although Chang Yu was the prince and the prince was Chang Yu.
"Yuan'er, you haven't seen Lin'er for a long time. In a few days..."
Before she finished speaking, Tao Zhongyuan's face turned cold and she turned to look out the car window. Her originally sweet facial features gradually changed their meaning. It was not resentment or hostility, it was very inexplicable.
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Chu Qing stood on the palace pillar, foaming at the mouth.
The dealers and guards were burning and sweating profusely.
In the distance, the ministers who had just left court shook their heads.
Open fires are lit and smoke is billowing. What on earth does the emperor mean? He ignores it. Where are the rules?
Again, the palace is the emperor's home, not theirs. The emperor didn't say a word, and they couldn't speak no matter how displeased they were.
When Chu Qing saw that all the ministers had gone to court and there were more eunuchs in the palace, he shut his mouth.
It's not because I'm tired, but because I'm afraid that Sun An or other eunuchs will take advantage of him.
Now in Chu Qing's eyes, Sun An is a very sinister and dead eunuch, all thanks to Huang Laosi.
In order to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm, Chu Qing also started to update. In the past few days, he not only talked about it during lunch, but also started to update and update from time to time. As long as there were no eunuchs wandering around, he would talk about it.
Taking the water bag from Fu San's hand and drinking two sips of water, Chu Qing looked towards the dining room and accidentally saw a young man standing tall with a palace maid behind him.
The young man was the second prince Changxian. When he saw Chu Qing, he looked over, nodded slightly, and then gave some instructions to the palace maid behind him, who ran over quickly.
Arriving in front of Chu Qing, the palace maid said: "This young master, His Royal Highness King Langya wants to see you, please move forward."
"King Langya?" Chu Qing looked confused at first, then his expression changed slightly: "Second Prince?!"
Rare things are valuable, so Huang Laosi only had two sons and one daughter, so in addition to the prince, after he ascended the throne, he made his second son a king, and the fiefdom was in the west, Langya County.
When he saw the prince summoning him, Chu Qing couldn't think too much and hurried over with the palace maid.
Arriving in front of Changxian, Chu Qing quickly bent down and saluted: "Chu Qing has met His Highness."
Chang Chao did not need to kneel down even when facing the emperor.
However, other understandings are extremely cumbersome and can be explained wherever you point your finger.
Changxian showed a modest smile: "Don't be too polite, Mr. Chu..."
Looking past Chu Qing to the fire kiln, Chang Xian was slightly confused: "I'm afraid it's inappropriate to light a fire in the palace."
Just when Chu Qing was about to explain, Chang Xian shook his head again and said with a smile: "That's right. It's not far from the Yizheng Hall. How could your father not know that I'm too worried? Mr. Chu is working hard to repair the Taowu Hall for his father."
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"Your Highness, you are welcome, this is your duty."
After a few words, Chu Qing had a good impression of the slightly stout second prince in front of him.
Four words, modest and polite!
If it were an ordinary person, it would be normal to be humble and polite. The problem is that the other person is a prince.
In Chu Qing's perception, the so-called prince, especially the young prince, should be the kind of person who is domineering and arrogant, carrying dozens of thugs with him wherever he goes. Anyone who looks at him one more time will kill his whole family. After all, he is not upright.
Is the lower beam crooked? The emperor is not a serious person, let alone his children.
"It turns out that Mr. Chu is the storyteller that the guards have been mentioning these days."
"Storyteller?"
"Yes, the guards and eunuchs talk about the story you told every day, which is the one called... called..." Chang Xian frowned: "One..."
"A story about a bald man and three idiots?"
"Yes, that's a mouthful of a name."
Chu Qing laughed sarcastically: "Your Highness also likes to hear stories?"
Changxian shook his head and looked in the direction of the furnace.
Chu Qing was slightly disappointed. He thought that if the other party liked to hear stories, he could just tell a more exciting one, such as the strange girl Bai Jie or the security guard Uncle Qin, so that he could make friends with the prince.
Wei Changfeng's thighs were thick, but there were several people in the Chang Dynasty who had thicker thighs than Lao Wei. These people all had the word "huang" in front of their names.
Chu Qing looked sideways and looked at him secretly.
The second prince is not very old, but he looks very precocious. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his facial features are deep and strong, but there seems to be an indelible sadness or sadness between his eyebrows.
"Okay, tell me about it."
Chu Qing smiled and said, "What story does Your Highness want to hear?"
"Can you tell me something you haven't told anyone about before?"
Chu Qing was confused: "Have you heard of it before, Your Highness?"
"I haven't heard of it, and I don't want to hear it."
"Your Highness, I don't quite understand what you mean. I haven't heard of the previous content. You don't want to hear this story either..." Chu Qing looked confused: "Then what else are you listening to?"
"I don't like to hear stories, but I want to tell them to others."
"Oh, okay."
Chu Qing didn't take it seriously and continued talking.
He talked like this for a quarter of an hour, and Chu Qing became more and more upset as he talked.
To tell a story, you need to get a response to feel fulfilled.
He was talking eloquently, but when he looked at Changxian, he looked like a robot, leaning sideways with his eyes looking into the distance. He didn't move for a quarter of an hour. If he hadn't blinked occasionally, Chu Qing would
They all wondered if this kid fell asleep standing up.
"Speaking of which, the Tathagata Buddha was still impatient. He looked at the monkey, and his voice was like a big bell. He said, "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, my Buddha is merciful. There is no need to attack. Today, Sajia will definitely say something evil for Namo Gatlin Bodhisattva..."
After a pause, Chu Qing frowned and looked at Changxian: "Your Highness, are you still listening?"
Changxian turned his head and smiled slightly: "Thank you, Mr. Chu. It's a good story."
After saying something perfunctory, Changxian turned around and walked away, with his hands behind his back. His speed was neither fast nor slow. The distance taken by his legs with each step was as if he were measuring it with a ruler, and it was exactly the same.
Chu Qing was confused.
Is there something wrong with this kid's brain? Why does he look so stupid?
