I know I was wrong

All the dignitaries lived in Sihua Lane, and if something happened in the palace, it would blow from the street to the end of the lane like a gust of wind.

Several housekeepers chattered in the alley, gathered together to tell today's important news, and said well-informed: "I heard that today the Great Wei Law has added another one, and princes are not allowed to flirt with courtiers. A residence report will be issued tomorrow."

Cheng Gui laughed as soon as he heard the melon seeds, and said casually: "This seems to be for my prince."

Several housekeepers glanced at him, smiling: "Isn't it just for your prince!"

Then you talked about what Yan Shirong did today and the emperor's revision of laws. Cheng Gui fell into deep thought while listening, and suddenly asked: "Then what does Minister Ye look like?"

The housekeeper of Gu Zongren's Lingfu recalled: "You have beautiful features, and you should be included in "Tao Li Lu" just by looking at your appearance."

Cheng Gui nodded, and reluctantly accepted it: "That's good, that's good, and I won't suffer from being around my father."

The housekeepers chuckled, are you thinking about this?

Suddenly there was a rush of hoofbeats, Lord Xuanyi Lian on the horse's back pulled the rope to rein in the horse, the horse raised its neck and neighed.Lord Lian came down immediately and said to Chenggui: "The Sixth Prince was arrested by the commander again, you should come with us because you are troubled."

The housekeepers wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, holding back very hard.

Chenggui apologetically bid farewell to all the housekeepers, handed out money to Master Lian, and told him to wait for a while.Chenggui returned to the mansion and called two servants to prepare the car for Yan Shirong, and asked the cook in the mansion to put the freshly made snacks into two mahogany flower and bird carved food boxes, and carried them to follow Master Lian on the horse .

The housekeeper of the South Korean government said: "Don't rush when things happen, and handle things in an orderly manner. Chenggui is really a model for us to learn from."

"What a model, in fact, the Sixth Prince has been arrested a lot, and their family is used to it..."

"..."

When he arrived at Honglian Division, Chenggui opened the food box and distributed it to Master Lian to enjoy, then he turned two doors with ease, and took out Yan Shirong who had just finished making his fingerprints.

"Master, let's go back, the carriage of the mansion is waiting outside."

Yan Shirong lifted up his robe, sat horizontally on the threshold of the lobby, and played with his temper: "No, sir. I just want to sit here, and I want to rely on this Honglian."

Chenggui couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to coax him: "Wenniang made ice cream, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Yan Shirong is fond of sweets, recently he is obsessed with sweet and glutinous ice cream, which is very coaxing.He rubbed his belly, thought for a moment, and in the end, his appetite got the upper hand. He patted his buttocks and stood up. He raised his voice and said, "Master, I'm going back, come back when I'm full!"

The person inside folded the paper, hid it in his arms, and let out a short and soft chuckle, which could not be heard from outside.

I thought that when Yan Shirong said that he wanted to rely on Honglian Division that day, he was just saying something out of anger, until he ran to Honglian Division for more than ten days in a row, Cheng Gui faintly felt that he was serious.

Yan Shirong's body is weak, and he fell ill every ten days and a half months, so he had an excuse to be lazy, and he did everything he wanted, and he could shirk off the things he didn't want to do if he felt unwell.

——I will stick to what I want to do even if I feel unwell.

The spring is cold and cold, Yan Shirong caught the wind and cold again, when Hong Liansi heard that the sixth prince was ill, he thought to himself that this time there will be two days of quiet life.

It didn't happen as expected, this morning Yan Shirong blew his nose and came to snot again, followed by two doctors, followed by a group of servants and servants, all the medicinal materials and bowls were fully prepared.Yan Shirong didn't treat herself as an outsider, so she sat down, flicked her sleeves, stretched out her hand, and felt the doctor's pulse.The servants and maidservants stood up and waited on them, and those who were put back together performed their duties, and they did not treat themselves as outsiders at all.The maid Yicui apologized and said to Xu Yan: "Excuse me and lead the way, where is the kitchen here? It's time to decoct the medicine."

... What a bird occupying the dove's nest.

Master Lian was in a dilemma: stop, can't stop, hit, can't hit.A group of people waited to eat the spring breeze crisps from Wangye's mansion, secretly waiting for Xu Yan to ask for instructions.

Xu Yan explained the situation in the lobby, and then said: "Now the prince has people decocting medicine in the kitchen."

Xue Cuo was interrogating the female prisoner from Mingzhou, and said without raising his head when he heard the words: "Let him do it." After a pause, he said: "Go find two cans of candied fruit and put them on the table."

With these words, Master Lian completely relaxed and served Yan Shirong with delicious food and drink, until his cold weather improved.

Yan Shirong was full of energy, and while eating glazed crisps, he asked, "Where's Xue Cuo?"

"Master Commander is in the dark room to judge Qin, the oiran of Mingzhou—ah, you can't enter, my lord!" Before he could finish speaking, Yan Shirong rushed into the dark room.

Xue Cuo really tried Qin Yin, the oiran of Mingzhou in the dark room. She had something to do with the assassination of the prefect of Mingchi - the prefect died on her boat at that time.Xue Cuo ordered someone to tie her up in a dark room to frighten her, but seeing her terrified appearance did not seem to be a fake, presumably she didn't know anything behind the assassination of the prefect, but was just a scapegoat pushed by the local officials.

The dark room is airtight and empty, with only one pillar, one desk, one chair, and one window.

Xue Cuo felt that this person was useless, so when he was about to tell his subordinates to let her go, the door suddenly opened from the outside, and the two people who had been in the dark for a long time were a little uncomfortable seeing the light at first glance.

Xue Cuo looked outside the door, and Yan Shirong also looked inside.

With the light from outside the door, Yan Shirong saw clearly that there were only two people inside, Xue Cuo squinted at him while sitting on a chair, the woman tied to the post was covered with tears, and her chest heaved violently.

"Squeak" as soon as the door was closed, the room suddenly became dark, Yan Shirong walked in, gritted his teeth and said: "Master Commander is really in a good mood, I have a private meeting with a beautiful woman here."

"Get out." Xue Cuo frowned, "This is not where you should come."

Inexplicably, Xue Cuo disliked Yan Shirong seeing his dark side.This place is dark and dark, and it's too dirty to accommodate a pair of clear, pure and bright peach blossom eyes.

Yan Shirong walked to him by the faint light outside the window, and said stubbornly: "I don't."

"Get out." Xue Cuo's voice became a little colder.

When Yan Shirong was stubborn, no one should say, "I won't go out! If you can come, why can't I?"

Xue Cuo's face turned sullen, and he called him by his name in a calm voice: "Yan Shirong."

Yan Shirong was most afraid that Xue Cuo would call his name in a calm voice...

Back then in the Guozijian, there were two most famous people, one was Xue Cuo, the only son of the General Fuyuan, and the other was Yan Shirong, the sixth prince whom the Holy Majesty loved the most.

The former is good at learning, his articles and poems are all first-class, and highly respected; the latter is good-looking, even if the articles are made of nonsense, the gentlemen will not be willing to scold him when they see his face even if they are very angry.

If you don't blame him, you have to blame him for the book boy. How did you serve the prince to study?

Yan Shirong took the lead in cheating, and someone beat him on the buttocks of the school boy while offering wine.

Yan Shirong pulled the teacher's beard, and someone beat him on the buttocks of the schoolboy while sacrificial to the wine.

Yan Shirong drew a bastard on the book, and someone beat him on the buttocks of the book boy while offering wine.

Yan Shirong wrote a erotic poem for his classmates to read, and someone beat him on the buttocks of the school boy while offering wine.

As time passed, everyone said that the school boy brought by the sixth prince had unusually strong buttocks, and it seemed that he had accumulated great military exploits many times.

Yan Shirong's bookboy Jin Zhuo is not an ordinary child, he is a distant relative of the empress.His ancestors were heroes in the founding of the country, and his father died in battle, so he was loved by the emperor and empress.He also wanted to save face, so he went to discuss with the queen: "Auntie, I have grown up too, it's not a problem to be spanked all the time, because my nephew has been beaten for so many years by the sixth prince, let him go out." Let's go to school in the palace."

The queen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Then go discuss it with Ayu."

Jin Zhuo turned his head to discuss with Yan Shirong: "Why don't we stop learning...you don't like Guozijian anyway..."

"This won't work." Yan Shirong thought for a while: "I don't like Guozijian, but I like the people of Guozijian. How about this, you don't get spanked after following me, I won't bring a book boy with me from now on."

Yan Shirong really never took the book boy with him.

It's not enough without a book boy, Yan Shirong doesn't even look like reading.

At the time of the sacrifice, he only wanted to find someone to study with Yan Shirong, but when he was having a headache and didn't know who to look for, he glanced at Xue Cuo who was telling Yan Shirong a sentence, and suddenly decided to be you.

Xue Cuo didn't refuse either, so the two sat at the same table and went to class together.

Yan Shirong was only twelve or thirteen years old at that time, Xue Cuo was two years older, but he was not very old, so he pretended to be a teacher and gave him lectures.Strangely enough, Yan Shirong was honest under Xue Cuo, writing whenever he was asked to write, and reading when he was asked to read.

The sacrificial wine was very gratifying, "It should have been a long time ago for you to learn with Cangyu."

Yan Shirong's mouth was raised high: "That's right!"

That's what he said, but only Xue Cuo knew that the sixth prince couldn't even grind his ink, and every time he took the exam, he took advantage of the teacher's inattention to rub him.As soon as he moved his body, the brush stretched out, and the ink was not dipped clean, and occasionally dripped onto Xue Cuo's clothes. Xue Cuo did not wear white clothes after that.Young and mature, a suit of black clothes is plain and tight.

With a thought of Yan Shirong's stubbornness, he splashed ink and wanted to leave ink treasures on Xue Cuo's clothes.Xue Cuo usually lets him do whatever he wants, and if he gets annoyed, he will call him his name in a calm voice, and he will be like a kitten whose neck is pinched, or a little demon whose soul has been stolen, so he dare not make a mistake easily.

More than ten years later, Yan Shirong was still the same, when Xue Cuo called him in a deep voice, he was at a loss, with a hesitant expression.

Xue Cuo said, "I'm interrogating people."

Yan Shirong said: "I also want to interrogate."

The two were at a stalemate, a Lord Lian walked in and whispered to Xue Cuo for a while, Xue Cuo then said: "Then you have an interrogation."

After that, he stood up from the chair and walked out.

Yan Shirong didn't have much experience in judging people, and he came here purely out of intention to make trouble, seeing that Xue Cuo didn't take him seriously, he was a little discouraged immediately.The bound woman, Lihua, looked at him with rain, so he bit the bullet and said to the woman, "Let's talk?"

This woman's name is Qin Yin, and she is a well-known oiran in Mingzhou. At that time, she was said to be one of the three best in Mingzhou, and her zither was considered one of the best.

Yan Shirong saw that she didn't know what to ask, so he loosened her bondage on his own initiative, and chatted with her about something else.

Qin Yin is good at zither, and Yan Shirong is also good at chords, and the two of them feel very speculative when chatting.

Yan Shirong asked Qin Yin: "What kind of zither do you usually use?"

Qin Yin said: "Like spring."

Sichun comes from master Liang Yun of Nanyinfang, it can be regarded as a famous zither.

The Guzheng of the Great Wei Dynasty is the best in Nanyinfang, and Nanyinfang is the most exquisite crafted by Master Liang Yun, who has passed away for many years.It is said that his zithers are far better than other zithers in terms of appearance and sound, but the zithers he makes are hard to come by, and the most famous one is the four Yaoyin in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Siyao is extremely particular about the materials used, the wood is small-leaved red sandalwood, decorated with jade, and the strings are made of silk, the sound is clear and scattered.Later, Liang Yun imitated Siyao and made four zithers, which were called Like Spring, Like Summer, Like Autumn, and Like Winter. Although they were similar in shape, they were not as good.However, Master Liang Yun is hard to find if he looks like Yao.

When mentioning Si Yao, Yan Shirong couldn't help but said happily: "I have a bunch of Chunyao in my family."

It was a gift from Xue Cuo on his 13th birthday.As soon as he stroked the strings of the zither, he knew something extraordinary and couldn't put it down, but Xue Cuo said that he picked it up on the road.

Yan Shirong took care of the treasures for many years, personally made brocade bags, and never faked the hands of tuning strings and auditions.At noon in summer, even if your hands are itchy, you have to wait until the night is cool before playing, for fear that your hands will sweat too much and Chunyao will be dirty.

Qin Yin yearned for it, her eyes were different, and she said that she wanted to watch it if she had the opportunity.

Yan Shirong refused straight away.

Qin Yin also understood that it was reasonable to be rejected. If she got such a treasure, she would keep it at home, bathe and burn incense and treasure it. There was absolutely no reason to show it to others.Even so, some regrets are inevitable.

The two discussed the music theory again, and Yan Shirong felt more and more that this girl Jiangnan's No. [-] string was definitely not a vain name, thinking that she must listen to her first string in the future.

The two chatted more and more speculatively, and suddenly saw a burst of light, and it was Xue Cuo who pushed the door open.

From his point of view, Qin Yin and Yan Shirong are only close to each other, their hands are close to each other, and their clothes are sticking to their clothes.

The sudden light made Yan Shirong close his eyes involuntarily, and when he opened them again, Xue Cuo had already stood beside him, with a half-smile: "My lord is so elegant, have all the prostitutes come to Hongliansi?"

Yan Shirong froze, "Just... let's talk..."

Suddenly felt that this was not right, Yan Shirong said: "Where is the prostitution? How can you insult people's innocence out of thin air like this!"

"Innocent?" Xue Cuo gritted his teeth and lifted his body: "How come you are innocent?"

Yan Shirong fell silent.

"Go." Xue Cuo dragged him out.

"Do what?"

Xue Cuo was able to drag this man away without any effort, all the way to the gate of the prison, he said: "Tell me honestly here how you chatted innocently with this Huakui lady."

"I'm wronged, me!"

The author has something to say: Every day I write titles and content summaries, I feel that the little prince really has no face at all, blame me