Hide And Cultivate In The East Palace, Only To Find The Prince Is A Girl

"A little bit." Zhang Ronghua was modest.

Qing'er's beautiful eyes lit up, she found an opportunity for "revenge", and deliberately provoked: "Do you dare to try again?"

"Isn't it okay to touch other people's things without the owner's permission?"

Qing'er hesitated, and then remembered that the Guqin belonged to Ji Xueyan.

The chessboard is okay, specially prepared for them.

But the guqin is her private property. The body of the qin is made of a thousand-year-old dragonwood tree, and the strings are made of dragon tendons, which are invaluable.

Just as he was about to say forget it, the prince and the others made a circle at some point and appeared behind.

Ji Xueyan said: "Don't break it."

"Miss Xie Ji!" Qing'er thanked.

With permission, he stared closely at Zhang Ronghua, his eyes seemed to say, if it's a man, compare again.

"Forget it."

"Young people should have the vigor of young people." The prince said.

Now there was no chance of rejection, so Zhang Ronghua agreed.

"Let you play first." Qing'er said.

"If I shoot you, you will have no chance."

"Then I'll have to wait and see."

Zhang Ronghua didn't refuse any more, walked to the cushion and sat down. There was a fresh fragrance on the cushion, as well as her unique body fragrance, mixed together, it smelled very good.

Stretch out ten fingers and land on the strings.

Press the strings with your fingertips, your fingers are agile, and you start to play.

The piece is simple, and the "Morning", which is widely circulated in the capital, can be played by different people with different effects, but in his hands, it is almost noon now, and the artistic conception brought by the sound of the piano is as if the morning has just arrived, with beautiful sound and artistic conception. More beautiful, let people immerse themselves in it.

Although Ji Xueyan's piano skills are high, they are not as good as they are, and they can't let people integrate into the artistic conception of the music and bring a spiritual impact.

But Zhang Ronghua's piano sound is perfect, without any flaws.

Qing'er's piano skills are not even as good as Ji Xueyan's, let alone compared with him.

Let it go.

Zhang Ronghua got up from the cushion, "You're making a fool of yourself."

"I'm not as good as you!" Qing'er admitted generously.

"My piano skills are not very good. As long as you practice hard, you will reach my level sooner or later."

Had lunch at Tai Fu Mansion.

The prince left. As the crown prince, he had a full schedule every day, and he had a clear plan for when and what he would do.

Leading the team to send him back to the East Palace, the crown prince gave him half a day off, changed his clothes, and rushed to his new home in Zhuquefang impatiently.

The deed is with Zheng Rou, and she said last night that they want to see what the mansion looks like.

When we arrived at No. 102, Zhang Ronghua knocked on the door. The person who opened the door was a young man in a black suit. He was about the same height as him, but his facial features were relatively ordinary, his eyes were dull, and he looked not very smart.

His name is Zheng Fugui, the only son of his uncle's family. When his name is combined with his own, it happens to be Ronghuafugui.

Born with supernatural power, infinite power, extremely talented in martial arts, quick to learn anything, already at the tenth level of the Xiantian realm at a young age, breaking through to the Grandmaster realm is just around the corner.

God opened a door for him and closed another door.

One muscle, the brain is not working.

As long as he treats you as a friend, no matter what is ahead, even if it is a sea of ​​swords and swords, he will go over without hesitation. In his life, the word "fear" has never been used.

But he listened to Zhang Ronghua's words very much and typed it out.

"Cousin!" Zheng Fugui opened his arms and was about to hug him.

There was a step between the two of them, no matter what, he couldn't make it, and was held in place by the aura exuded by Zhang Ronghua.

boom!

Rewarding him with a chestnut, Zhang Ronghua said, "I don't like this."

Put away your momentum.

Zheng Fugui resumed his actions, with a mournful face: "I have worked so hard to cultivate, why am I still not your opponent?"

"When you are working hard, I am also working hard. By the way, why are you here?"

"Uncle said that the crown prince rewarded you with a mansion in Zhuquefang. I wanted to see what the mansion looked like, so I followed."

"Where are my father and them?"

"Uncle and aunt have gone back. Let me tell you that they will keep the house deed for you and hand it over to the daughter-in-law when you get married."

"..." Zhang Ronghua was speechless.

Close the courtyard door.

Touring the mansion, there are three entrances and three exits, the layout is decent, expensive flowers and trees are planted in the front and back yards, the floor is made of gold pattern bricks, there is also an artificial lake with some ornamental fish, and a rockery on the side.

Read it again.

Zhang Ronghua was very satisfied, and the crown prince had invested heavily this time.

"Have you seen Jingxin Lake?"

"not yet."

"Go! Go and have a look." Zhang Ronghua greeted.

Jingxin Lake was built by the imperial court with a huge sum of money, and ordinary people can't enter it, unless they are residents of Zhuquefang.

Leave through the side door.

After a few steps, there is the Jingxin Lake, which covers a huge area, surrounded by flowers and plants, lush and colorful, vying to bloom, eight wooden paths are erected on the lake, connecting the pavilions in the lake.

The lake is clean and you can see the bottom at a glance.

The fish raised here are not ornamental fish, but all kinds of edible fish, which make people go fishing to pass the time.

"Isn't this too beautiful?" Zheng Fugui's eyes straightened.

stared at him fieryly.

"Cousin Xiaolongwei is still short of people?"

"What do you want?"

"After entering Jiaolongwei, won't the crown prince reward you with a mansion?"

There is nothing wrong with this, so he can say it.

"Go get two sets of fishing rods, and eat fish at night." Zhang Ronghua said.

"What kind of fishing rod do you want? Isn't it easy to eat fish?"

Zheng Fugui took off his clothes and jumped in directly.

"Sin!"

soon.

He caught a grass carp weighing more than ten kilograms, and the head of the fish was smashed by him.

"Get the fishing rod!" Zhang Ronghua's face darkened.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Zheng Fugui had no choice but to do so, put on his clothes, took a little time, and brought a pair of fishing rods and flour over.

Zhang Ronghua didn't care about him, this place is so good, wouldn't it be a pity not to fish?

Mix white flour with water to make bait, and start fishing leisurely.

At night.

A pot of fish chowder was eaten by the two of them.

Zhang Ronghua said: "Aren't you going back?"

"I asked my uncle to bring a message to my father, and I will live with you for a while."

"what ever."

Entering the master bedroom, the quilts are all new, the crown prince thought very well, sitting on the bed, Zhang Ronghua practiced "Xuantian Baojian", the highest level of heaven, and he has already practiced it to the realm of Taoism.

But right now there is no good technique, so he can only continue to practice and polish his true energy.

Overnight.

Take a rest today, and you can rest for another day.

Moved a chair and placed it in the courtyard, facing the morning sun to read books, the books are very miscellaneous and there are many, he is not picky in this regard, he cultivates his morality, cultivates his character, and polishes himself.

Zheng Fugui also got up early, practicing boxing in the courtyard, like an idiot, he didn't know how tired he was, and didn't stop until noon, when he was hungry.

"Cousin, let's go out for dinner! You have moved to a new home, and today I will treat you to celebrate. Go to Tianxiang Building on Zhuque Avenue to have a big meal."