Chapter 17 Plan

I followed him back to the bedroom. His room was not large, and the furniture was simple and neat, but a curved bow hung opposite the bed was very eye-catching. He followed my eyes and pointed to the bow: "This thing has been fighting with my father for half his life, and he has given it to him, but I still don't have the ability to pull this bow, but I believe that the time to open the bow will not be too far away." At that time, his eyes were burning, and his eyes seemed to be as fanatical as fire. He was felt by his emotions, and the depression in his heart seemed to dissipate a lot.

"Do you know that in Zong Xue, Brother Ting Yu and I are the best friends." He let me to the bed and talk about his relationship with Tingyu.

It turned out that when Duguhong first entered school, he was extremely lonely, so the rest of the attendants were excluded from him. Only Tingyu was gentle and kind, very tolerant of him, and tried his best to adjust his relationship with others. Later, Duguhong gradually reconciled with the public, and he was even more brothers with Tingyu. Until... Speaking of this, he paused for a moment and hesitated, but continued: "After school that day, everyone dispersed. I forgot my homework in the classroom, so I returned. I didn't want to... but see him and the prince." He seemed to think about the words: "Although I don't know how to get along with them, I also guessed a little."

"So, is it possible that you reported them?"

"Of course not, how can I?" He waved his hand in a hurry: "At that time, I stood out of the window and was stunned for a long time, but I didn't have to hurry away without waiting to get the book, but..." He was ashamed: "It's just that I was too flustered to bump into the royal driver at the door. Seeing this, the emperor entered the study without asking..."

It turned out to be such a reason. I sighed, "Or God's will. Even if it's not you, there will be others. After all, paper can't wrap the fire. You don't have to blame yourself too much. Tingyu will certainly not blame you."

"Brother Ting Yu is a good man. I don't like him, but since then, I have always been a little embarrassed to meet him, and I have become increasingly estranged. In fact, the most hateful thing is the magic stick. If it hadn't been for him, how could the prince have stolen from Beijing, and it wouldn't have involved Brother Ting Yu.

"God stick?"

"A month ago, the king of Guangling returned to Beijing to pay tribute and brought several so-called hermits to recommend to his aunt. No, it was the empress dowager. It is said that they have their own strengths, and one of them is particularly good at face-to-face transportation. When the prince learned that he came to borrow, the empress dowager claimed that the emperor must not hesitate, so she did not allow it. As a result, the prince insisted on asking for it, and the empress dowager gave in and agreed not to declare it in Changle Palace. Unexpectedly, the prince brought Tingyu. The prime minister first said that the jade was unspeakable, and then said that there was a disaster in his life, and there must be a close relative to hunt the white fox. Before a few, the prince found out that there was a fox in Jishan.

I am speechless. It can be seen that it is really a mystery of the authorities. The prince will be fooled by such a clumsy scam, but I don't know if the emperor's uncle knows the King of Guangling's foot in it.

"What a pity, the two of them." Thinking of it, not to mention keeping Tingyu, how to let them meet is a big problem now. There must be countless secret agents around us, and the East Palace is even more heavily guarded. Difficult, I sighed deeply.

There are many people with wisdom. Besides, what actions can Tingyu and I do in the future to hide from Duguhong, who is separated by a wall? It is rare to have such an informed and reliable person, so I told A Hong the measurement in my heart. He was extremely surprised and scolded me for being so bold. Others avoided special things, but I rushed to drip muddy water.

I know he is good for me, but...

"No matter, I'm sure about this muddy water. You are my good friend, so naturally there is no reason to stand by." Playing tricks is one of my skills.

Looking at the little boy who is younger than me, who is depressed and refreshed, who told you to pretend to be deep?

"Well, this matter needs to be a good livelihood." He hesitated for a moment.

I nodded.

"To the way, I suddenly remembered something." He smiled very treacherously: "You still owe me a day!"

It's just playing "robbery" that day. We bet that the loser would listen to the winner one day, and he still had the face to mention it. If he hadn't calculated against me, how could I have bumped into the emperor's uncle?

"Little man!" I said.

"You and I were originally 'little people', isn't that what you said?" One sentence blocked me speechlessly, which is called "teth for tat, 'word' for 'word'".

"Let's write it down for the time being. Anyway, it will be a long time~~" He is proud, this little boy!

The block made me forget the rest for the time being and left abjected.

The next day, there were no clouds and the wind was peaceful.

Only Lanying and Xiuxiu clothes are left outside the octagonal pavilion. In the pavilion, Tingyu was stroking the piano with a sad expression. Occasionally, I stopped to make notes on the piano score beside me; I sat on his right side, studied humbly, and asked questions about his notes from time to time; Duguhong also accompanied me and smiled. Others see this as a scene of focusing on learning the piano.

Of course, such talk and laughter are used to confuse outsiders. I inadvertently swept through a team of guards in the courtyard who were patrolling themselves. Since Tingyu entered Haoyue Pavilion, they were sent here to protect them.

So, the three of us wrote a sketch on the " piano score" in such a strange atmosphere and thought about countermeasures. Previously, Tingyu and I put forward the idea of letting Duguhong participate, but he didn't say much about it. He just sighed that he didn't want to implicate others.

However, it's true that "three cobblers are above Zhuge Liang", so we really came up with a plan.

After coming out of Haoyue Pavilion, I was not in a hurry to go back to Huanxi Hall and took Xiuxiu and others for a walk around. Unexpectedly, I dispersed to the East Palace. I wanted to say that I came here and visited the prince by the way. As expected, I was stopped.

The next day, learning the piano came out and let the people of the palace walk around, looking for a beautiful place to find feelings. One by one, they were picky, but unexpectedly went around to the east palace. Sure enough, they were stopped again.

It has been repeated for a few days, and I'm not tired of it. Naturally, it shocked the emperor's uncle.

"What should you have done to me?" He turned his back to me and stood with his hands behind his back, and his voice echoed above the empty hall of Weiyang Palace.

"Ayou knows that I'm wrong." I lowered my head and confessed my guilt.

"Then why do you submit knowingly?" He turned to me.

"These days, I always dream of my brother. His head is full of blood, which is extremely terrible. Looking at "Dream Interpretation", this scene is a fierce appearance, so my heart is uneasy."

"I didn't know that Youyou was a superstitious person." He seems to be smiling.

"Isn't it said that it's better to believe whether it is trustworthy or not? Ah You fell in love with the prince at first sight, and now he has more brother and sister names. He has been banned by his uncle for a long time. I'm afraid..."

"Enough, such a rebellious son, if he really deserves it." It seems that the prince is already the reverse scale of the emperor's uncle.

"Can I communicate with him? Ayou is really uneasy, uncle!"

"What's your idea?" The emperor's uncle looked at me as if he wanted to see through me.

"Ayou just wants to persuade him." Obviously, there is a lack of qi.

He stared at the emperor's uncle uneasily. For a long time, he finally let go and allowed me to correspond with the prince, but he had to send a special person to review the content.

After getting the will, I quickly returned to Haoyue Pavilion, wrote a sentence with Tingyu and others for a long time, and then tossed out a letter. It was long and cumbersome and gorgeous. In fact, it was all trivial life. In the final analysis, it was a sentence: Tingyu is very good.

Finally, I told Xiuxiu to go to the East Palace.

It was almost summer. Sitting in the octagonal pavilion, you can see the first exposed horns in the Taiye Pool. The breeze blows and layers of blue waves.

Such a beautiful scenery was completely ignored by someone, and he staggered around the palm-big place, dizzying. I can't stand it: "Duguhong, can you calm down and learn from others how to be at peace."

He glanced at me, which means you can see for yourself. I followed his sign and looked over. Tingyu was holding this piano score and looked very focused. However, that piano score is very familiar. It seems to be the prop that we covered up two days ago. In addition to the word "qin score" in the writing, it is covered with white paper, which can be called the real "wordless book".

In our strange eyes, Tingyu seemed to feel something and looked up and said stunned, "What's the matter?"

"Well, everything is fine. Is this book good?"

He seemed to think seriously for a while before answering, "It's OK." Then he continued to study hard.

speechless.

"Bah, what is this?" The little boy thought he was thirsty, so he picked up the tea basket at my table.

I pointed to the tea stove: "The freshly cooked tea porridge may be more corn. You may not be used to it." As he spoke, he sprinkled the fish into the water, and hundreds of koi swarmed, scrambling to grab food and stirring up water flowers. It was so lively.

"Drink it yourself." He handed the tea basket to my lips, and I took a sip doubtfully. "Puff~" all sprayed out. How strange the smell was. Du Guhong pointed to the remaining fish food in my right hand and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. I saw that it was corn, so I just put in the tea porridge...

No wonder we are so nervous. After all, we have planned for a long time, and the success or failure are all in one move. First of all, I stormed into the East Palace many times, which gave the emperor's uncle a headache, and then I seemed to retreat helplessly, that is, I can't see it. It's always okay to write a letter. The emperor's uncle will definitely give in. The content of the letter was deliberately hidden, and the person who ordered the letter to send the letter had to hand over the prince. It was so mysterious and solemn that the emperor's uncle must think that the content of the letter was our purpose, and naturally other aspects were naturally slightly ignored. So, seize this gap and the protagonist of the plan will appear.

"Xiuxiu is back." It was Lan Ying, who was waiting at the door, running along the corridor, followed by a tall palace-dressed woman with a braided head.

Almost at the same time, the wordless heavenly book landed on the ground, and the Tingyu, who had been calm and self-contained on his face, immediately stood up and took a few steps to the pavilion.

The footsteps of people coming are getting closer and closer, and every step seems to step into our hearts.

Finally, the man untied the separation, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he whispered, "Tingyu." It's the prince.