I got up early in the morning and practiced solitude.

In the courtyard, Yuan Zhao held his sword and sat on a pile of boulders next to him in a daze, without any desire to practice swordplay. Luo Yan, Wu Xi and others who came to practice with him looked at each other in confusion and did not know why.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" Aunt Tortoiseshell, who was watching from the corridor every day, couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"Ah?" Yuan Zhao's thoughts were disturbed and he was startled for a moment. He looked back at the tortoise shell and shook his head, "No."

"Then what's wrong with you? Guard Luo and the others have been waiting for a long time." Tortoiseshell pointed at the guards.

Oh? Yuan Zhao looked up in shock and saw everyone looking at him with worried expressions. Only then did he remember that this happened and said feebly:

"If we don't practice today, let's do whatever we are supposed to do."

Something unprecedented! The sky is falling? The always diligent princess has learned to be lazy?! This is the straight male thinking of Dong Tang, Jin Shui and the Shi brothers.

The female guards had more colorful ideas than them. They drove the male guards away first, and Luo Yan, Wu Xi, Lianshang and others gathered around. After all, Wu Xi was the fiancée of the Seventh Young Master and a relative of the princess, so she was the most qualified to show concern. :

"Princess, do you have any thoughts about Second Young Master Meng?"

The word Meng is followed by a long sound, which has an obvious meaning.

Huh? Yuan Zhao was baffled by everyone's enthusiasm for gossip and said: "Why should I have thoughts about him?" She was only 9 years old. What were these people thinking? Didn't they have any normal thoughts about health and progress?

"I heard that he is very talented..." Lianshang has lived in the capital for a long time and is the most qualified to describe it to everyone.

"Hey," Ke Yuanzhao was not interested in the rumors, "Don't hear about it. There are many famous people in the world. It's because he occupies the power of the Meng family that he made the world famous. You have lived in the capital for a long time and have never seen the world, so you are right. A young man admires him with all his heart."

Phew, the four maids Lianshang and Zhilan wanted to vomit blood when they heard this, while the tortoiseshell aunt turned away and snickered.

What I like most is to see the young princess teach someone older than her with a mature look on her face, and then describe it to the lady, which makes her happy too.

"The situation in our court is undercurrent. I don't know how many famous people are ready to join the court to show their ambitions. There are one or two outstanding young people in their infancy in front of us. Who knows whether they will be exhausted in the future?"

It's too early to call them talented now. Just like her, if her status wasn't embarrassing, her legend would have spread all over the world. How could we get weak scholars like them? Huh~.

"The talent of Mr. Jiang has been exhausted?" The girls looked confused, "Who is Mr. Jiang?"

Yuan Zhao: "...a foreigner, he is smart when he is young, but his talents are exhausted when he gets old, and he becomes mediocre."

The difference is that in the dream it was Jiang Lang, but in reality it might be Meng Lang or Feng Lang. Oh, the girls suddenly realized that their own little princess was indeed more powerful. She could make up her own words casually. No wonder she looked down on the second young master Meng.

"Then Princess, what are you bothering about?"

Not suffering from love, not worrying about livelihood, the honor and disgrace of her family were not her turn to care about for the time being, so what else could make a nine-year-old girl worry about her?

"Actually, it's nothing." Seeing that everyone was worried along with her, Yuan Zhao thought for a while and said truthfully, "I seemed to be woken up by a dream this morning... but I actually forgot what I dreamed about!"

It’s amazing! An unprecedented phenomenon!

It was just a matter of changing her clothes, but when she came out, she couldn't remember it. It was as if she had lost a particularly important memory... It was so different from the past that it made her feel weak, and she couldn't muster the energy to hold the sword. .

However, while this was serious for her, it was very common for others.

"This is normal," Luo Yan couldn't help but laugh, "I also often have dreams and forget them all when I wake up. I occasionally remember a few details, but that's it. I can't remember anything else."

"Yes, I often do this too..."

I originally thought that the little princess was worried about what happened yesterday, but she didn't expect that it was about a dream. Everyone was relieved, and they all told their own similar experiences to comfort the little girl.

Yuan Zhao: "..."

Geniuses are indeed lonely, and her situation is completely different from theirs. Of course, there is no need to emphasize this point to them. Otherwise, they will treat her like a child and coax her and agree with her.

At the same time, the male guards who were hiding in the corner and eavesdropping also dispersed.

The princess didn't need sparring here, so they had to report to Steward Ji and train with other adult guards. But they had just walked a few steps when they saw Steward Ji coming in a hurry:

"Princess, Your Highness the Crown Prince has a reward. Please come outside to greet him immediately."

Manager Ji's words made the maids in the courtyard busy. They quickly dressed up the princess and changed into a brand new white dress with green branches embroidered on the right side. She came to escape the summer heat and there was no formal dress in the palace.

Wear normal clothes only.

Even though she was wearing regular clothes, she still looked full of energy. She knelt outside the temple to receive a long wooden box sent by the official. The body of the box was carved with exquisite patterns, painted in red and black, bright and bright, symbolizing wealth.

auspicious.

The internal official did not stay for a long time, and left immediately after delivering the gifts, not to mention having a sip of tea and soup, and was not even willing to accept her reward. People outside may not know how poor the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion is, but how can those who hang out in the palace not know?

I received her reward today, and one day when she goes to the palace, she will reward him with a zhang of gold. I wonder if the reward will be enough to buy a coffin.

Besides, this gift from His Highness the Crown Prince...ah, I feel unlucky just thinking about it, it just slipped away.

After seeing off the official, Yuan Zhao opened the lacquer box and took a look. Huh? He was slightly surprised:

"Qin?"

It is a piano that is more than five feet long, and the whole body is pitch black and faintly green. The body of the piano is long and flat, but it is not heavy, about four or five kilograms. There is no name on the body of the piano, but the word "Green Smoke" is engraved on the box, which is pretty good.

Matches the color of the piano body.

"Green smoke?" Yuan Zhao looked at the name and was quite satisfied, "It seems pretty good."

After saying that, he looked up and found that Ji Wu and Aunt Tortoiseshell looked strange, as if they had a toothache with no cure.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Zhao covered the box with some humor and was held by Lianshang, "Is there another allusion to this piano?" And is it ominous?

Seeing her asking, Tortoiseshell and Ji Wu looked at each other and sighed.

It turned out that the first owner of this piano was none other than Yuan Zhao's uncle Bei Yuesheng. Yes, it belonged to the tyrant. During the tyrant's reign, the world-famous violin maker lived in Beicang. He sent someone to invite him to make a zither for himself.

Make a superb piano.

Use the best luthiers and select the best materials to produce a sound that is unparalleled in the world. After making it, invite well-known literati luther players to listen to the elegant sound and verify whether it is unparalleled in the world.

After confirming that this was a rare and beautiful violin, the tyrant immediately invited the violin maker, praised him mercilessly, and promised to reward his family with a large sum of money.

Then, he cut the violinist's throat on the spot.

The violinist's blood spattered on the piano. The tyrant was very satisfied and said to the frightened literary piano players:

"Since he is unparalleled, he should prevent others from following him. The fact that he can make a unique piano for me in this life is really due to the good deeds accumulated by his ancestors."

Rumor has it that for those who have great luck, green smoke will appear from their ancestral graves, which means that their ancestors have attained the Tao and become immortals.

Therefore, the name of this piano is: Green Smoke.

"He is a pariah, but he is lucky enough to make a good piano for me. After his death, he will transform into an immortal." The tyrant said with a smile, "When a person achieves enlightenment, his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. Come and send his whole family to become immortals."

No one was left alive to prevent future generations from getting his true legacy.

Yuan Zhao: "..."

She has a thousand bad words and doesn't know whether to say them or not.
Chapter completed!