Feng Guang glanced at Gu Yan without refuting him, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly. "Uncle Wang, what do you think of the play on stage?"
The play being performed on stage is the famous story of Cao Cao holding the emperor hostage to command the feudal lords. This is a fictional dynasty, and there is no such thing as Romance of the Three Kingdoms. This play was written by her and performed by the opera troupe. Of course, she added a note that the author was Luo Guanzhong.
Gu Yan objectively stated, "The plot is full of twists and turns, and it's gripping."
"What does Uncle Wang think of Cao Cao?"
"A powerful and ruthless figure."
“Yes, hero, if it were Uncle Wang, I believe you could definitely take over the world without bearing any infamy.” Feng Guang smiled, resting his chin on his hand. “Then, Uncle Wang would be a hero, not a hero.”
Gu Yan lowered his eyes. "Your Majesty, please be careful with your words."
Feng Guang touched his chin with his other hand and smiled gently, "Uncle should know that I have always spoken to you with such sincerity. You would never betray me, so why do you say I am being careful with my words?"
Gu Yan said without changing his expression, "No matter what Your Majesty says, you still need to practice calligraphy today."
She withdrew her hand with a bitter expression, snorted, and turned her head away.
Her girlish behavior was unlike her usual frivolous self. Gu Yan's brow twitched slightly. "You've had your fill of the show, Your Majesty. Let's begin today's lessons."
"Gu Yan, you really have no sense of romance."
"My duty is solely to assist Your Majesty, and has nothing to do with romance."
"Hmph, what a blockhead."
Gu Yan smiled slightly. What did it matter to him whether he was a blockhead or not?
Three days later, the Empress officially set off on her personal campaign. In addition to her four personal maids, she was protected by a troop of soldiers, and Regent Gu Yan was by her side. For the time being, she seemed to be safe and sound.
The journey northward would take them through many towns and villages. In such remote areas, local officials rarely even made it to the capital, let alone see the emperor in person. Therefore, upon receiving news that the empress was going to pass through, these minor county magistrates were all extremely cautious and took the most foolproof defensive measures.
Of course, some people dream of rising to a higher social status and becoming a phoenix.
For example, at this moment, Feng Guang, who was about to retire to the county magistrate's residence, suddenly heard the sound of a xiao (a type of Chinese flute). The sound of the xiao was plaintive and lingering, conveying the indescribable sorrow and melancholy of the person playing it.
Xiao Wo said, "Your Majesty, this servant will go and drive the flute player away immediately."
"Oh, no need." Feng Guang raised his hand and twitched the corner of his mouth. "Although the previous ones had some who played the zither and sang, none of them were pleasing to the ear. Today's one is actually playing my favorite 'Good Night Melody,' which shows that he has put in a lot of effort. Well, these days Uncle Wang has not allowed me to flirt with him, so today I will go and meet this thoughtful person."
Feng Guang put his outer robe back on and followed the sound to a courtyard. There, under a sycamore tree, stood a thin man. His figure looked particularly desolate in the bright moonlight.
He heard footsteps, the flute music stopped, and he turned around. By the moonlight, he could see the man's sorrowful face. The face wasn't exactly beautiful, but it had a unique charm, the kind that was hard to forget once you saw it. His blue robe fluttered gently in the night wind, as if he were about to ride the wind away.
Feng Guang suddenly thought that if he wore white, he would probably look more like Gu Yan, not in terms of face, but in terms of spirit.
interesting.
Feng Guang raised his lips, opened the folding fan painted with peach blossoms in his hand, and said with an air of nonchalance, "Oh, whose young master is this?"
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