The envoys of the three dynasties stayed in the capital for the time being. They were the Minister of rites of the Dafeng Dynasty, the seventh Prince of the Sui Dynasty and the second prince of the Jin Dynasty, Jueluo. However, young people had the advantage of getting along with young people. Although the Minister of rites was young, he was not of the same generation as the two princes and seldom played together.
Zhao Yu is the most playful person in the capital of Zhao and Song dynasties. Although there was an assassination case, it did not prevent the royal family of Zhao and Song Dynasties from showing their kindness to the three dynasties, so as to show their apology. Zhao Yu knew the whole story anyway. She had to be closer to Jueluo and express her kindness. At this time, there was no need to leave a trace.
"There are a lot of interesting places in the capital. Feiyuxuan is a must." Zhao Yu said to Jueluo and Yang lie, the seventh Prince of the Sui Dynasty.
Jueluo sighed, "I''m a snake in a cup now, but your highness knows when you can give me an answer?"
Zhao Yu pondered for a while and said, "when the three dynasties visit, they dare to kill people. At this time, it''s not a trivial matter. It''s obvious that they want to stir up chaos, or someone not only from Zhao and Song Dynasties participates in it."
Jueluo took a deep look at the third prince. Zhao Yu, the Third Prince of Zhao song, is a real king of leisure. Even these princes can''t know the inside story. I''m afraid the people who participate in it are in a high position. If the other side cooperates sincerely, then he will be helped to act in the Jin Dynasty.
It is true that this kind of cooperation is only related to interests. He also wanted to know whether what that man said would come true. If so, what would happen if he was a vassal? A vassal, can be a country, life ambition, also can display.
"Flying feather Xuan..." Yang lie opened the folding fan, "heart to it!"
Chen Yousi, the Minister of rites of the four dynasties, said with a smile, "I once heard that there was a young man in the capital of Zhao and Song Dynasties who won by Mr. Zhu, a chess player. His swordsmanship was even better than that of his peers in the capital. He became a swordsmanship teacher of Tianyi academy when he was young. I wonder if his highness could introduce him to us, What about the young hero
"Mr. Chen, it''s a coincidence that the young hero you are talking about has just come back from his travels. Recently, he has been playing chess with Mr. Zhu in the Academy." Zhao Yu said with a smile.
"Can I see you?" Chen Yousi asked.
Zhao Yu shakes his head and says helplessly: "a man like him, who is famous as a teenager, always has a bad temper. I''m afraid Mr. Chen can''t stand it."
Chen Yousi said with a smile: "who is not frivolous when young? Your highness is worried. "
"In that case, I''ll send for the little gentleman." Zhao Yu said calmly that originally Ling Yun intended to enter the public''s field of vision, which might be a good opportunity. Moreover, with Ling Yun in, he would be better able to deal with the assassination.
Zhao Yu is like Zhao Gou in many places, but there are more places that are better than Zhao Gou. He doesn''t care whether people like Ling Yun are successful or not. First of all, he doesn''t think he is the master of Ling Yun. Second, people like Ling Yun don''t want to be inferior to others. How can a young man who has gone a long way put his heart in a small place?
Ling Yun is resting in zhe Zhu''s yard, looking leisurely. Everything is going on according to his plan, so it will be better.
"It''s all calculations all day long, and I''m not afraid to miss the heart of the sword," said Zhu Wenwen. "Don''t delay practicing the sword. You should read books and read more. You can''t slack off every day. You can''t change your plan just because of something. These things are not difficult and will not affect you."
After a pause, Zhu continued: "reading is not necessarily a scholar. The way you go, the people you have met, the words you have said and the things you have seen are tea, water and wine. All sentient beings are a book. How to read, how to understand and what kind of truth you get are your own business. But you always have to read and get something. Those who say that reading is reading, First of all, I need not think about what I can get by remembering and understanding. That is farting. Otherwise, why does the Analects of Confucius have the saying "I think about myself three times a day"
"Sir," he said, "if you don''t take a single step, you can''t go as far as a thousand miles; If you don''t accumulate small streams, you can''t become a river. "Reading is like this. Maybe you won''t see any great achievements in a short time, but over time, you won''t even feel that you have made much progress, but people around you will feel different. If you look at yourself according to what they feel different, you will find something, and then reflect on yourself." Mr. Zhu was afraid that Ling Yun might miss the heart of his sword because of these things, and even a man of letters might be covered with dust.
Ling Yun bent slightly and said with a smile, "remember."
"Don''t remember, do it," Zhu sighed, and suddenly asked, "have you met Mr. Wang?"
"I''ve seen elder martial brother Shi Qinglian, but I haven''t seen sir." Ling Yun replied truthfully that Mr. Zhu''s registered disciple had nothing to hide, because he could see that Mr. Zhu respected him very much.
"Elder martial brother Qinglian should be your little elder martial brother. He is the best at reading," sighed zhe Zhu. Several of Mr. Zhu''s disciples are scattered all over the place. Sometimes, they are sad for Mr. Zhang. The most proud disciples haven''t seen Mr. Zhang for a long time. "Since he has seen you, Mr. Zhang also likes you."
"Ah, in fact, there should be another one before me, about the same age as me," said Ling Yun with a smile. "I''ll let him meet my elder martial brother if I have a chance."
"It''s a good feeling. Why doesn''t he come with you?" Asked Zhu.
Lingyun honestly replied: "he opened Xiufang in forgotten Youzhou. It should take some time to come back."
"Xiufang? The girl chirped, "zhe Zhu snorted softly." when he comes, I''ll talk about him. "
Xunsheng''s direct and registered disciples are not as hierarchical as monks. After all, it''s just because of the difference between knowledge and understanding. Scholars are not like monks, so naturally there is nothing. Because you are direct, you need to be a high registered disciple.
"I tried to persuade him, but he didn''t listen. In fact, it''s reasonable to think about it. The hardest things in the world are mostly women. It''s good to help them." Ling Yun said softly.
Zhu Dan said: "I naturally understand, but there are many ways. It can''t be where he has been all the time. How about his reading?" Asked Zhu.
"Gifted, savvy, much more powerful than me, but it seems that I seldom read books." Ling Yun is still honest.
Mr. Zhu then asked, "have you seen Mr. Zhu''s knowledge?"
"He didn''t mention it." Lingyun light said.
Chen Diao temple, far away in forgotten Youzhou, sneezed several times. He rubbed his nose and muttered: "who''s going to harm me..."
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Zhao Yu asked his valet to ask Ling Yun to come over. He explained the reason on the way. Ling Yun touched his chin and said with a smile, "it''s interesting, but where is feiyuxuan?"
"Brothel." Said the attendant.
Ling Yun is very excited. Before he meets Pei Lixia, he doesn''t have to worry about going to the brothel, because he won''t do anything else. But after he meets Pei Lixia, he decides that if there are more girls, he can''t go. This may be very miserable. "Can we change places?"
"It''s not up to a villain to decide." The servant said with a smile. His highness said that this young master Ling is frivolous and must be difficult to get along with. But it seems that he is not the kind of person who is difficult to get along with.
Ling Yun rolled his eyes and said, "let''s go."
It''s just a 19-year-old boy who still likes to eat sugar gourd. I can''t imagine his childlike appearance. Two years ago in Beijing, the swordsman who was famous for his swordsmanship was so... Naive!
Young man in white, hanging wine gourd around his waist, wearing wooden sword, chewing sugar gourd in his mouth, it''s always weird.
There are three floors in feiyuxuan. The first floor is the hall, and the second floor is the place where the men are flirting. The third floor is much more elegant. There are tea, wine and beauties in Yuefang private room. Luo Youyou, the famous prostitute in Beijing, is the Huakui of feiyulou. Needless to say, he looks very beautiful, and he has the same temperament. He can be called everyone, especially good at sword dancing.
When Ling Yun arrived, he and Zhao Yu looked at each other. His eyes fell on Jueluo. He was worthy of being the prince of a dynasty. After the assassination, he was still so calm.
Dafeng fought with Zhao and Song Dynasty in those years, but he was defeated by his adoptive father. Ling Yun guessed that Dafeng had something to do with his father''s death. Anyway, it was all hostile. If you want to say good, it was not at all. "This must be prince Jueluo of the Jin Dynasty. Nice to meet you."
The princes of the three dynasties all know each other. Zhao Yu will not be stingy about the news of these people.
"Nice to meet you."
"Hey, in the case of the assassination of guobinlou, his highness Jueluo needs help. Let me know." Ling Yun said with a smile. He couldn''t see that he was the one who assassinated Jueluo. It was as if they had met for the first time. Zhao Yu''s mouth twitched slightly. Even he couldn''t kill the person he was about to kill. In a flash, he became a good friend at first sight.
Zhao Yu said, "come and sit down, young master Ling."
In the past, Zhao Yu formally introduced Ling Yun. Even when these people came to Zhao and Song Dynasties, Ling Yun already had an understanding, but this is a necessary courtesy.
"This is Mr. Chen Yousi, Minister of the Ministry of rites." Zhao Yu said gently, "he also wants to see you."
"Is Mr. Ling eighteen this year?" Chen Yousi asked suddenly.
Ling Yun nodded and rubbed his face. He already knew what Chen Yousi wanted to say.
"Mr. Chen has good eyes. How do you know?" Zhao Yu asked.
"Oh, it''s just a memory of the past." Chen Yousi looked at Ling Yun and said, "it''s said that the residence of Prince Ling is on the former site of King Ling''s mansion?"
Zhao Yu looks cold. Things that don''t exist don''t mean they won''t happen. This is to put Ling Yun to death.
Ling Yun said with a smile: "Mr. Chen cares so much about me, but there are unmarried women in my family. Or who is the princess who has heard my name and is very happy?"
To be honest, today''s Lingyun and good-looking are not related at all.
"Mr. Ling is joking." Chen Yousi was a little stunned. This boy didn''t seem to be those who only know how to practice. He knew the world well, but he was just a young man.
"Of course I''m joking. Do you think I''m good at it?" Ling Yun sneered, "how many women can you pick if you have such talent as me? I got half of them. "
"Ling Yun, you are too presumptuous." Zhao Yu said lightly.
Chen Yousi squints his eyes. He just hears that the genius Jian Xiu in the capital of Zhao and Song Dynasties is Ling. He can''t help but think of the palace of King Ling. It''s really full of heroes and talents. If Ling Yun may be the descendant of King Ling, he will never live.
Zhao song would be happy to see this, and Dafeng would be more happy.
"Didn''t I just talk about lingwangfu and poke linggongzi''s pain?" Chen Yousi said with a light smile, "the king Ling rebelled and the whole family was cut off. Of course, there may be some fish who have missed the net."
"Mr. Chen, do you mean I''m not good at Zhao song?" Ling Yun''s mouth slightly reminds me of Chen''s worries, and he is looking for death. "Listen to Mr. Chen''s meaning, that is to say, Ling Yun is the descendant of King Ling''s house. Our three Highnesses are still here, and they don''t say anything. You''re just a foreign minister, and you''re just a Chamberlain. You''re trying to stir up the old story and pin the charge of treason on my head. I don''t know what Mr. Chen means?"