Chapter 174: Are you still called Xiao Gong?

But being able to take a boat is a happy thing, and Zhao Su has no reason not to agree! But: "Is there a boat to ride during the day?"

"Han Jun did it." The emperor said, "Let's go!"

...

After sending Han Jun to the scene, of course, he wanted whatever he wanted.

The boat was still the same river bank as last night, but during the day, the cargo ships and passenger ships passed by temporarily stopped on the branch next to it. The branch should not be used for main traffic. There are thick willow trees planted on both sides of the river, green grass on the river beach, mixed with colorful wild flowers, and some bamboo rafts a little farther away, tea gardens and rice fields, under blue sky and white clouds, farmers and tea pickers are dotted with scenery, which is very wonderful.

The boat moored under the willow trees, and the water vapor rose, making it very cool.

Han Jun went there in no way. The shipman should have received the order. When he saw them, he raised his hands and shouted.

This is a spacious and fresh five-bless ship. The emperor went up first, picked up Zhao Su and entered the cabin. He saw that the bottom cabin was very clean and clean. There was an arhat bed under the window, and an eight-immortal table under the window, with teapots and tea cups on it. There was a tea stove a little further away, with a few pots of orchids dotted among them.

Even in broad daylight, pearl lamps are still lit in the corners, illuminating the everywhere.

The two sat down on both sides of the table, and the emperor ordered a pot of tea. Zhao Su asked, "Carriage, are there any singers singing nearby?"

"Yes! What song do you two want to listen to? I'll find two of you."

"Look for the most popular ones here! - Of course, you must also look the best."

The shipman immediately agreed and went out.

The emperor glanced at her opposite and took a sip of tea. "You remember it. You know what happened today and I know it. It's our secret."

"Of course, I will never let the third person know!"

Who would do such a stupid thing?

"That's good." The emperor crossed his legs and became as comfortable as in the Qianqing Palace.

After a while, the shipboat came back, and several actors walking in behind him, holding pipa and holding flutes, stood in a row and bent their knees towards the emperor and Zhao Su. They were really beautiful and beautiful, and they were not as beautiful as they imagined. They were born with a charming spirit, and most of them were reserved and reserved.

Zhao Su glanced at the boatman: "Is there any man?"

"Do you still want to see a man?" The emperor turned his head.

"Can't watch it?"

The emperor's eyes stalemate on her face for a while and his fan slammed.

Zhao Su was frightened by him and immediately did not dare to speak.

The emperor is the magnificent emperor, with a strong aura that no one can defeat, and the scene is awkward. Both the shipboat and the actor dare not show off.

"What do you want to hear?" After a while, the emperor spoke again. He turned to the row of actors in front of him and waved to the person holding the flute.

"No, I won't listen."

Zhao Suqiang waved his hand with a smile. He had already had such a situation, so how could she dare to act rashly? It was too late to regret. It was because she lacked the experience of accompanying the king and accompanying the tiger, so she almost ignored the identity of the person in front of her. She was still the meat on the chopping board, and she actually gave some sunshine to shine. Isn’t this arbitrary death?!

The emperor looked as usual, took the flute and waved his hand back. Everyone in the room stepped back. He looked up at Zhao Su, who was sitting cross-legged in a quiet manner, pulled out a veil and wiped the flute twice, then leaned to his lips.

Zhao Su looked at the nose and nose, and focused on the decorations.

It was just May, and before midsummer, there was only the sound of a breeze blowing on the willows in my ears. Suddenly, I heard the melodious sound of flutes, like a low-hanging bead curtain being lifted open, the familiar sight became bright and dazzling, and it was like a slightly dry lake surface suddenly being brushed by willow branches, giving birth to a wonderful ripples. She suddenly raised her head.

The emperor, who was still sitting cross-legged across the table, faced the river with his phoenix eyes slightly hanging, and his slender fingers leaped lightly on the flute.

The rhythm is lingering from low to high, like a spirit bird rising into the sky, circling in the morning sun, or like a thunderbolt, densely spreading on the river in the twilight. This feeling and this state is actually indescribable beauty.

The soft light at the window outlined the emperor's handsome facial features in a particularly gentle way. He was born handsome. He wore a dragon robe and sat meticulously in the Forbidden City. He was like the only pride of heaven above the nine heavens, unattainable. At this moment, he was wearing a loose robe, and the shadow of willow branches swayed on his face, as if he was within reach...

"Does it sound good?"

After playing the last syllable, the emperor put down the flute and looked at the girl wandering on the table.

Zhao Su, who suddenly came back to her senses, straightened her waist and looked at his face for a long time before she said in a daze: "Have you finished playing a song?"

The emperor raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Su used to see a lot of handsome men dressed in ancient style holding flutes to show off. Now this person is not only able to blow, but also blows so well... The previous horror disappeared and turned into curiosity about him. "Is the emperor actually proficient in music?"

"I learned to play when I was a child. I haven't played for a long time and I'm a little unfamiliar." He put down the flute.

"Is this called unfamiliar?" It was better than what the master she had watched on TV. "Are you too modest?"

The emperor raised his lips: "Is he sincerely praising me? Or is he flattering?"

"Of course it's sincere."

"That's good."

The emperor's eyebrows were filled with spring breeze, he gently put down the flute, took a sip of tea, and said, "It seems that he won't be called a young man anymore."

"Of course I won't call you anymore!" Zhao Su looked embarrassed. She just heard that people who eat this industry are pretty and want to see. To put it bluntly, she just yearns for the beautiful things in the world. With such a sexy man, he is already feasting enough for the eyes. What else is she called a young man? Besides, the young man must not compare with him, right?

"What else do you want to hear?"

"casual!"

The emperor turned his head and thought about it, lifted the flute again: ""Fisher Boat Singing Evening"."

...

The time for the meal was also reached in the magistrate's yamen, but why did no one dare to mention the meal at this moment in the exquisite small side courtyard that was prepared in the backyard of the yamen?

He Zong looked at Zeng Peiying, who was standing with his head down in front of him: "This is a document signed in the name of the Ministry of Works. Who allows you to add clauses to the document without authorization?!"

Zeng Peiying bowed his head deeply and then raised it: "Super lord, the official admitted that it was a lack of thoughtfulness in doing so. But recently he heard that Wu Lanfeng had always wanted to stay with her parents' family. She also instigated her husband Lin Xie to come forward to pester Weng and Gu. A few days ago, Wu Lanfeng went to Beijing and frequently went to the clinic, which showed that her mind had not stopped. Once she was pregnant, the Lin family would not allow her to do so. At that time, the hidden dangers that affected the shipbuilding process. Wouldn't we passively intervene in this lawsuit?"

"But Zhao Su is right. Now we are begging her to take the opportunity. You are so careful and plotting against her. If someone gives up, where will you find such a customer?!"
Chapter completed!