Chapter 217 The Royal Fake Daughter 23
Qingming is a solar term that reflects the changes in natural phenomena. During this time, the spring is bright, the grass and trees are sprouting, the flowers are blooming, the climate is refreshing and warm, and the earth presents a scene of spring and vitality.
During this period, there will be more sandstorms in the north, and the weather will be dry, windy, and less rainy, while in the south it will be humid and rainy, hence the poem "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival".
Qiushan is in the south, and it has rained several times in recent days. Many people are worried that the originally scheduled outing and Cuju competition will be postponed or even cancelled.
Fortunately, the weather was good. It was drizzling the night before, but the next morning, the sun was shining and the sky was clear.
As soon as Su Jingxi opened the window, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. The cool feeling went straight into his lungs and instantly cleared his mind which was still a little sleepy from getting up early.
Su Youran rolled over in her blanket and muttered softly, “Fourth Brother, I’m cold.”
Duan Junze, who had been leaning against the bedside reading a book for quite a while, raised the corners of his lips slightly. He really liked the days when he could watch her fall asleep and wake up every day.
I really hope it can always be like this.
Su Jingxi closed the window, leaving only a small gap. He turned around and walked to Su Youran's bedside. He patted her hand that was lying outside. There was a smile in his voice, and he was indescribably doting:
"Wake up, little lazy bug. We have a lot of tasks to do today. We will gather and prepare to go up the mountain soon."
"Aren't we just on the mountain?"
Su Youran opened her eyes dazedly, then closed them again the next second, as if she was very tired. “Let me sleep a little longer, just a little longer.”
The tone was sweet and tender, like the new buds that had just sprouted on the branches in the forest, so crisp and juicy that one could not help but feel a little dry in the mouth.
Duan Junze subconsciously changed his sitting position, afraid that others would notice that something was wrong with him.
Waking up in the morning is awkward, and a little stimulation can arouse a man's most instinctive desires, not to mention that he has long been...
Duan Junze cleared his throat, picked up the teacup on the table, lowered his head and sipped it in small sips, his expression a little gloomy.
He didn't know why he had such thoughts, even though they were both men.
This is completely contrary to the secular world and will not be tolerated by people in the world.
If Xiaoran knew about this, how would he look at him? He would definitely be disgusted.
The tea instantly became bitter and hard to swallow. Duan Junze put down the teacup and looked at the book, but he could not read a single word.
Zong Zhenghao sat up from the bed. He had actually woken up a long time ago, but he was just obsessed with her sleeping face and was reluctant to get up.
His bed was right across from Su Youran. He watched her fall asleep every night, and she was the first thing he saw when he woke up in the morning.
The satisfaction and joy in his heart were simply beyond words. They made him feel more excited and overwhelmed than owning the whole world.
Su Jingxi glanced at them, curled his lips coldly, and completely blocked Su Youran behind him.
I really think about the same question every day: how can I get them out?
The Qingming Festival began with the three people having different thoughts.
The activities on this day were indeed wonderful. All the students and teachers who did not go home gathered together after breakfast...
He started climbing the mountain with a grunt.
"Huh, how long... huh... will it take?"
Su Youran panted while pushing the sweaty hair on her forehead back. She looked up at the mountain road that seemed to have no end in sight and couldn't help but make a bitter face.
If she had known that the second half of the mountain road would be so difficult to climb, she would not have come.
Not only that, we still have to carry trees and go down the mountain, and then play Cuju in the afternoon.
How much physical strength does this require? Wouldn't it be better to use this physical strength somewhere else?
"It's almost there, just hold on a little longer, it will be there soon."
Su Jingxi walked on her left, holding her arm and trying to cheer her up.
Duan Junze took a step behind, his eyes fixed on her back. Several times he could not help but raise his hand, wanting to push her away, but after hesitating for a long time he still did not dare to move.
There are many people behind me, not only classmates, but also the teacher who is following slowly at the back.
He was worried that being too close would damage her reputation, and that if gossip spread, she would be upset if she knew about it.
It can only be said that most thieves are easily guilty. Duan Junze himself had some thoughts in mind, so he felt that others would look at them strangely.
In fact, students are all in their prime, so playing and having physical contact are very normal.
If he looked around carefully, he could see several people supporting each other as they climbed up.
Zong Zhenghao walked one step ahead of Su Youran, glanced around, and suddenly picked up two wooden sticks about the thickness of his wrists from the ground.
There was a flash of silver light in his hand, and a sharp dagger appeared. He swung it a few times, and the end of the stick gradually became smooth and neat.
Zong Zhenghao tried to shake it, and it didn’t hurt at all. Then he turned around and handed it to Su Youran:
"Hold on, I'll take you away."
The three people behind him looked at him at the same time. He was calm and composed, with a normal attitude:
"We have to play Cuju in the afternoon, so we can save as much energy as possible."
"No need." Su Jingxi refused decisively: "I'll support her."
Zong Zhenghao looked at him, then extended another stick in front of him: "Come forward, pull together, it will be easier for all three of us."
Su Jingxi looked at the wooden stick in front of him with even the bark peeled off, and his tongue couldn't help but press against the upper jaw.
Damn, this guy was well prepared!
The crowd who were trying to climb up with their heads down suddenly heard a series of laughter like silver bells, and everyone looked in the direction where the sound came from.
The particularly good-looking "Xue Ran" was being pulled up by the Fourth Prince and the newly arrived "transfer student", each with a branch, and Duan Junze was pushing him from behind, as if he was riding a mountain sled.
It’s really too easy!
I knew they had a good relationship in the dormitory and went in and out together every day, but I didn't expect it to be so close. They could climb the mountain and play together when most people were almost exhausted, but they were still able to have fun and have so much fun.
I'm so envious and angry! They also want to climb mountains effortlessly like that...
Those who thought so looked around, and then found that everyone was looking around, with the same meaning in their eyes:
I want to be the one being pulled and pushed.
Well, I'd better just climb my own way. There's no one to help me, and I don't want to pull others.
Shao Xin supported Gong Zuling and walked at the back. He originally wanted to persuade the teacher not to follow them. After all, he was old and falling or bumping into things would be no small matter. Besides, mountain climbing was really a very tiring activity.
But Gong Zuling, who is old but young at heart, is not happy: "As the dean of the academy, how can you not set an example?"
Shao Xin was unable to persuade the old naughty boy and could only follow him closely, fearing that something might happen. Naturally, he stayed away from Su Youran.
At this moment, he was staring at the figures in front of him with a somewhat dim gaze. He was now certain that Zheng Hao had come either for the Fourth Prince or for Xiaoran.
In short, it is closely related to the royal family.
Gong Zuling beside him was also looking over there, with a hint of sadness between his brows.
He actually didn't know who Zong Zhenghao was, but the identity of the person who wrote the letter to recommend him was very unusual.
He was his fellow apprentice, but twenty years ago, because the court at that time framed loyal officials, which led to the death of his relatives, he defected to Daliang in anger.
I heard that he made great contributions to Daliang's capture of Dongwu, and now he is considered a high-ranking official.
They had no contact since he went to Daliang. Not long ago, he suddenly wrote to him, asking him to take in a student. He only said that he needed to stay here for a while due to some matters, and asked him to rest assured that he would not cause him any trouble.
There is a hint in the words that this person has an extraordinary background, and getting along well with him will only benefit him and not harm him in the future.
Gongzu Ling didn't care about the pros and cons. He only cared about one thing: why did the people of Daliang deliberately approach the Fourth Prince?
Could it be that they are trying to disintegrate from within before using force?
So was it right or wrong for him to agree to let this person come, and even send him to the Fourth Prince personally?
Will I become a sinner for all eternity if I’m not careful?
Gong Zuling still looked preoccupied until he finally reached the top of the mountain. He walked to Zong Zhenghao intentionally or unintentionally, watching him carefully digging holes, planting trees, filling soil, and watering.
Every step was done in an orderly and meticulous manner.
The sunlight shone on him, as if giving him a layer of golden light. Suddenly, Gong Zuling had an inexplicable feeling. He seemed to sense a hint of imperial aura in him.
This discovery shocked him. He was from Daliang and was of this age...could it be true!
Zong Zhenghao seemed to have sensed something and turned around to look at him with sharp eyes and extraordinary aura, naturally revealing the arrogant attitude that only belongs to a superior.
It seems that nothing matters, and yet it seems that everything is under control.
"you……"
Gong Zuling's original guess was confirmed three points. The reason why he was still hesitant was because he did not understand the purpose of his trip.
If he really was that kind of person, why did he come to Dayin in person, and why did he hide his identity and stay in his small academy?
Even though Qiu Shan has some reputation outside, Gongzu Ling is not arrogant enough to think that the emperor of a country would take it seriously.
"Don't worry, I mean no harm."
With Zong Zhenghao's keen eyesight, he guessed most of Gong Zuling's thoughts with just a glance. He walked to his side inconspicuously. Although his face was expressionless, his expression was gentle:
"I am here for one person only. If I am lucky enough to achieve my wish, it will be a good thing for the world and Dayin."
Zong Zhenghao stared at the thin and slender figure, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised:
"After all, I don't want to see war break out again and people suffer."
Gong Zuling followed his gaze and saw...Xue Ran?!
His face was filled with astonishment. He looked at Xue Ran, then at Zong Zhenghao, whose eyes were as gentle as water, and he felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.
The general trend of the world is that after a long period of division, there will be unification, and after a long period of unification, there will be division. The unification of the world is the trend of the future. Everyone can see this clearly, it just depends on when it will happen.
In the past, Gong Zuling never doubted that Daliang would be the final winner, because in terms of strength, Dayin was indeed far inferior to Daliang.
If Daliang really sends troops, although it will inevitably suffer damage to its vitality, Daliang will definitely win in the end.
That's why he had been worried about Dayin's future before, but now, he doesn't think so at all.
With such a gay emperor, wouldn't Daliang be doomed? !
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