Chapter 232 Reunion

Outside the hall, the sun has not yet slanted to the west, reflecting the eaves of the palace pavilion, and the halo beating between the bricks and glass. When it was supposed to be warm, Yang Yanzhao felt a little panicked.

He was about to pull out his legs and go down the white jade stone steps, but he saw Wang Ji'en, who had taken the previous order, pick up his steps. He was followed by a green maidservant in his hand, holding a vermilion tray carved with peony and stamens on the side, and there was a soup soup in the green jade bowl on the tray, which was ripples because of walking.

"Lord Yang, the imperial dining room of the white-eared lotus seed soup given to you by the official family has been completed. You still need to use it while it's hot."

Stopping, Wang Ji'en's voice was still sharp, but compared with indifference, and there was more closeness in his eyes. Hearing the words, Yang Yanzhao immediately answered with a smile, "The love of the officials made the minister panic and annoyed the prince, but outside the Zichen Hall, I'm afraid it was rude and offended the rules in the palace. . "

"Lord Yang's consideration is also thoughtful. It is close to the emperor and close to Longyan. It really shouldn't be like this. You might as well let this little Taoist take you to the pavilion and eaves, drink this bowl of soup before going back to the house. Otherwise, won't it violate the sacred will of the rebellious official family?"

"It's still reasonable for my father-in-law."

After saying a few words, Wang Ji'en asked the servant in blue clothes to lead Yang Yanzhao back, while he went up the stone steps, guarding outside the Zichen Hall, waiting for the dispatch.

Next to a flower and grass rockery, the Qingyi waiter who led the way stopped and handed over the bowl. Yang Yanzhao took it. The white fungus lotus seed soup was warm and delicious, which was indeed a little more delicious than Luo's girl and others.

After eating, I said a few words with the waiter, and then looked for a way to walk out of the palace. I have entered the palace several times, but I can still recognize the way.

The eaves of the corridor are detoured and walking. The eunuchs of the palace all the way passed by with their heads down. They met a row of forbidden soldiers on duty in the palace, but he had a token that had not been recovered in his hand, and naturally walked freely.

"You stupid people, how can you understand the loyalty and courage of this single-rider savior!"

While walking, he heard a laughter and scolding. Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help looking aside, but saw Zhao Yuanzuo walking down surrounded by a group of people on the white jade bridge by the water.

Wearing a hair-embedged purple gold crown on his head, wearing a two-color golden dragon through the cloud and big green arrow sleeves, tied with colorful silk and long ears, covering the stone blue flowers and eight groups of Japanese forging ears, climbing on the green satin foundation facing the boots, the temples are cut like a knife, the eyebrows are like ink painting, not seen for a year, but they are much more handsome.

Obviously, he also saw Yang Yanzhao.

"Lord Yang!"

The words were full of joy. Zhao Yuanzuo came over quickly, and the entourage behind him followed him for unknown reasons.

"I've met the prince."

Yang Yanzhao was also a little happy when he met Zhao Yuanzuo. Although the two first met each other, although he was careful, after dating several times, he found that this son was quite pure and kind-hearted, which was really rare in the palace.

He waved his hand and retreated to the maid of honor behind him. Zhao Yuanzuo frowned and said, "Lord Yang is back. I want to keep the manuscript sent by Hong, but I can't hold it. I haven't finished reading it. If Lord Yang doesn't come back, Xiao Wang doesn't know what to do."

This look, it seems that the drunkard is addicted to alcohol, and his heart is being scratched like a monkey. He finally saw a jar of wine, and he showed his desire. He couldn't wait to come forward and grab Yang Yanzhao's sleeve, so that he could immediately talk about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Seeing the situation, he could only smile at Zhao Yuanzuo. At the beginning, he wanted to use this Romance of the Three Kingdoms to get appreciation for Hong, but he didn't expect to make him so obsessed.

In the world, this book is not a classic. If you are infatuated for a long time, there will definitely be words of playthings and loss of ambition. The deep courtyard of the palace is full of thrills, and the position of the prince has always been the target of public criticism. If it is not much, it will be calculated by others.

In this imperial city, he only met Zhao Yuanzuo. Although he has not yet thought of being a prince, he is a little close, and he can take care of him in the court in the future.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help exhorting him, "These are just Yang Jing's nonsense. I don't care about the prince. Your Highness is the lord of the East Palace, and he still needs to be diligent in the way of the saint."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanzuo obviously had a look of loss on his face. He lowered his previous flying eyebrows. Looking at his eyes, he was also a little more strange. Later, he shook his sleeves unhappily. "Lord Yang, Xiao Wang still thought you were different from those old men who could only shake their heads. It turned out to be so boring. "

As a teenager, he did not hide the annoyance in his heart. At least, it showed that in his eyes, he was not wary of himself.

He coughed twice with a smile, and Yang Yanzhao whispered, "In his place, do what he does. There are some words. I don't need Yang Jing, a lot of words as a minister. The prince still needs to pay more attention to the director of the school, and this pastime of the small people in the city should not disturb the state of your Highness."

Yang Yanzhao guessed well. Zhao Yuanzuo was already familiar with these words. Hearing the words, his face immediately changed and he kicked the flowers and plants in front of him. After a few times, his face showed sadness and sadness that did not match his age.

"Is Lord Yang going back? It's time for Gu Wang to listen to the master's lecture. When he is free, he will ask Lord Yang some anecdotes about Minnan.

He was not angry when he heard the unpleasant words. He knew the gains and losses clearly, but he had a very good heart. He secretly praised him. Yang Yanzhao bowed his head and saluted, "Your Highness's homework is important. Yang Jing is waiting for you at any time."

With a little loss in his eyes, Zhao Yuanzuo turned around and moved away. When he walked past Yang Yanzhao, he asked softly, "What should I do in that position?"

"Great wisdom is like a fool."

"Thank you, Lord Yang."

In front of him, Zhao Yuanzuo has gone far away, and Yang Yanzhao showed a little smile on his mouth. This son has no evil thoughts. If he can win the big treasure one day, it will be a good thing for the society and the world.

Thinking wildly, Yang Yanzhao walked out of the palace and stayed out of the imperial city. When he saw Xiao Muchun, who was guarding outside, he got into the carriage and went back.

The carriage did not drive into the alley, but was still fostered in the wine house at the entrance of the alley. The clerk still recognized Yang Yanzhao, the airless champion. He talked and laughed familiarly and sent several carriages to the backyard stables.

"Brother Yanzhao!"

Walking into the alley, before he walked far, he heard the exclamation behind him. He turned his head, but Yang Yanzhao smiled and smiled happily for the first time after entering Bianliang City.

I haven't seen it for a year. Zhang Qian is still gentle and elegant, and his white gown looks more romantic. At this time, his face is full of joy. Even under his feet, he steps forward like flying forward.

When he was about to approach Yang Yanzhao, a figure stood in front of him, "Brother Yanzhao, you are finally back. You want to kill me, Li Yuanpei!"

Being held by Li Zhixiong, Yang Yanzhao immediately laughed, but still pushed Li Zhi and said, "Brother Yuanpei, what are you doing? After a long time of separation, how did you learn this kind of lame thing and be happy with the good of Longyang?"

Hearing the words, Xiao Muchun and others laughed loudly, but Li Zhi suddenly flashed aside and waited for him angrily, "Bah! What a Yang Jing, at least you and I are good friends. How can we be so slandered? I, Li Yuanpei, am a talented person. I don't know how many girls secretly miss you in the boudoir. How can they be interested in you!"

After saying that angrily, Li Zhi put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky with a domineering look, as if he wanted to overwhelm Yang Yanzhao in momentum.

"I didn't say that you are interested in me. Maybe it's just your unness. I'm already the pearl master."

A secluded word suddenly made Li Zhi feel like vomiting blood. He pointed to Yang Yanzhao's smiling face. For a long time, he actually laughed loudly.

"Okay, don't joke here." Zhang Qian stepped forward and stopped their ridiculous jokes. Then he looked at Yang Yanzhao, smiling like a spring breeze, and stretched out a fist. "Brother Yanzhao, you're finally back."

Seeing the situation, Yang Yanzhao and Li Zhi's smiles were frozen. Just because of this move, six people did it together a year ago, talking about the pride and ambition in their hearts, but now they have dispersed.

"Brother Yanzhao, it's good to come back." Li Zhi also stretched out his fist. At the corners of his mouth, the smile seemed to be a little far-fetched, with a faint sadness.

Yang Yanzhao's smile dissipated, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand, "We will always be brothers."

The three fists met again. Later, the cheerful laughter sounded, but somehow, in Xiao Muchun, there seemed to be sadness in the laughter.

A slightly cool wind blew by, raised its head and looked at the sky. The warm sun had fallen, and the afterglow was reflected on the brick and tile eaves of the courtyard on both sides, with a dark yellow mottled halo, which was inexplicably lonely.

The amorous feelings of this scholar, what is your vulgar vassal?

He shook his head and cursed in his heart. Looking at Yang Yanzhao and others who had already walked forward, he hurriedly followed him.