Since the palace banquet, Wen Yitong will go to the Yongle Three Palaces to paint the matter has been spread to everyone in the capital of Shangjing.
Lingxi went to Jinyulou on the second day and went to Mr.
Wenliu in person.
After the book was finished, when Wen Liu returned to the backyard to rest, he saw her sitting in the middle of the courtyard.
Lingxi hurriedly walked over at this time and saluted: "Uncle Wenshi, Lingxi is disturbed." ” Wen Liu looked at the woman in front of him and smiled lightly: "Why did you come to me?"
” "Uncle Shi heard about my brother's going to Yongle Palace."
"I'm afraid the beauty doesn't know!"
Wen Liu sat down with a wry smile silently: "This kid suddenly seems to have changed as a person. ” Lingxi gritted his teeth at this time, and walked up to him with a keen gaze: "Yongle Palace was built as early as two years ago, as the emperor's annex, Uncle Shi has heard him mention the word Yongle Palace in the past." ” The reason why she asked like this was because she thought that she felt from her heart that Wen Yitong took the initiative to invite Ying to go to Yongle Palace to paint.
If she remembered correctly, the first time she didn't reveal her identity and met Wen Yitong, she asked her to teach her to paint, but at that time he said that he could only teach her for a month, because after a month, he would go to Yangcheng.
When you go to Yangcheng, isn't Yongle Palace in Yangcheng?
Although Yangcheng and Shangjing City were not far apart, what was hidden in them had already shocked her.
He had planned to go to Yangcheng from the beginning, and now he was afraid that entering the palace was a plan born at the right time for her!
When I think about it like this, I am afraid to think about it.
Wen Liu thought for a moment at this time, and shook his head with a sigh: "This kid hasn't said a few words to my father in the past two years. ” Lingxi suddenly lowered his eyebrows, with a hint of sadness in his heart.
Seeing her look like this, Wen Liu wondered: "Do you know the reason why he went to Yongle Palace?"
” Lingxi shook his head: "I don't know, so curious, Lingxi thought that Uncle Shi was his father, and he should know him." ” "Two years ago, it would have been nice to say that my father knew him, but now, I don't know what he thinks in his heart."
Lingxi looked at him with a stunned smile: "Uncle Shi, can you take me to my brother's house again?"
” After hearing this, Wen Liu nodded: "Let's go." ” Entering the cold and frowning room again, Wen Liu lit the oil lamp in the room and handed it to her: "I know you care about him, after all, you have known each other when you were in the mother's womb, Lingxi, you see that he is easier than me, you must remind him more for me not to do anything that endangers himself." ” "Endangering yourself?"
Lingxi suddenly frowned at this time: "Uncle Shi, do you think he will do anything that endangers himself." ” Wen Liu sighed and shook his head: "It's just my guess." ” After hearing this, Lingxi nodded and walked to the couch where there were the only objects in the room, and the cold couch was suddenly cold in the daytime.
Lingxi lifted the quilt and looked at the bamboo mat, a thought suddenly flashed in her mind, and she immediately turned over on the pillow, and there was nothing on this couch except this pillow and quilt.
Wen Liu was very puzzled at this time: "Lingxi, what are you looking for?"
” She looked up and shook her head with a bit of a lonely gaze: "I just want to see what he can leave after spending two years here." ” Wen Liu was a little throbbing at this time: "Do you know what he is going to do?"
” Lingxi looked at him, remembering that when Wen Liu first brought her to this room, her first reaction was shock, she was shocked why Wen Yitong would torture herself so much after the fall of the Jin Kingdom.
But after the shock, she was confused, he was so angry because he had affection for the Jin Kingdom, since he had affection, then he must have hated Chu Guo and hated Chu Juechen.
And now he invited himself to enter the Yongle Palace, which was the palace built by Chu Juechen himself!
And when she came to this room again today, she suddenly remembered such a story, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and he has the courage to endure humiliation, just to accumulate the hatred in his heart, and then attack in one fell swoop to regain what he lost.
So Wen Yitong, is he the same?
She didn't dare to think about it.
She looked at Wen Liu's eager expression, and immediately sighed: "Uncle Wen, I don't know anything, although I don't understand what Brother Yitong is doing at this time, but now I want to understand him more, after all, he is still my master!"
” Wen Liu lowered his eyebrows in disappointment: "I thought it was, alas, forget -----." ” Lingxi sat down slowly, his fingers touched a bulge under the seat, and asked with a slight smile: "Uncle Wen Shi, I'm actually curious about you." ” Wen Liu turned around at this time and asked helplessly: "You girl, what are you curious about me?"
” Lingxi said: "Uncle Shi and my father were the prime ministers of the same dynasty back then, and no distinction between power and power was the pillar of the foundation of the Chu State, and it was also the emperor's right-hand man, but why would you be willing to resign and become a storyteller?"
” Wen Liu didn't look at her sigh and smiled at this time: "Because life must be happy, don't make the golden bottle empty to the moon, the old man thinks that telling stories is more fun than being an official, so he resigned." ” After hearing this, Lingxi took a deep breath and bit his lip, and silently put his fingers in his sleeve and stood up: "It seems that Uncle Wen Shi is really an enlightened person, at least no one has dared to do it like you before." ” Wen Liu waved his hand with a smile at this time, and then turned around and his hair was shining silver in the light: "Little girl, little girl, when you are fine, come to listen to Uncle Shi's lecture, if you have something, you must come and tell Uncle Shi." ” Lingxi understood what he meant and nodded and smiled.
Although Wen Liu's work at this time is incomprehensible, it is inconceivable for a good prime minister to run to be a storyteller, but this person's mind is still extremely clear.
After Lingxi left the Golden Jade Building, he returned to the house.
At this time, she sat alone in the room and took out the things in her sleeve, and her eyes burned.
This is a broken jade, and the cyan semi-circular jade pendant is also carved with the pattern of Pixiu, but this is also a sword spike, this sword spike, she has seen it since she was a child.
This is the tassel on her prince's brother Ji Lingguang's green jade sword, this tassel was selected for him by her in the jade pendant collection of the treasury back then, so Ji Lingguang is very precious to this jade spike.
Lingxi suddenly held the jade spike in his heart with tears in his eyes, and Ji Lingguang used a green jade sword to kill a way to escort her out of the palace safely, thinking that this sword spike would never be seen again.
But why did it appear here in Wen Yitong?
And he has been placed under the bed bed, he should cherish it very much for fear of being seen.
And this thing is known to discerning people who know that this is a thing of Xiguo, because only the royal family of Xiguo will use Pixiu to make jade ornaments.