Pei Yunxiao smiled and walked two steps closer:

"A Hang, Pei Yunxiao must disappear in the court."

"You have just ascended the throne, everything should be first. If I am still there, the family will not be willing to surrender, and will always want to make a comeback."

"Of course, they don’t think it’s me Pei Yunxiao’s ability, but they take me as a symbol. Guo Zuo is no longer Murong, then the world’s surname is Tang, Pei, or something else, what's the point? relation?"

"I can't stay in the capital during so many things. I have to avoid it. It's best to escape with suspended animation."

In fact, there is another reason why Pei Yunxiao didn't say anything.

The dynasty changed, but it hasn't changed at all. In the final analysis, it is another reincarnation. Today's poor family may be the nobles of tomorrow, the rise and fall, the rise and fall, without shaking the foundation, is the variable that cannot escape.

Tang Heng knew that Pei Yunxiao was right, but he still couldn't accept it.

"what about me?"

There was a heated discussion in Pei Yunxiao's eyes, but she was forcibly suppressed.

She and Tang Heng, who were supposed to be opposed to each other, were forced to change their lives and became fellow travelers. That's not the case, she even moved her heart to him.

But she knew from the beginning that Tang Heng's destination was the lord of the world.

What is the Lord of the World? Unparalleled power and status are exchanged at the cost of loneliness and imprisonment.

Qualified emperors have to endure the loneliness of high altitude, follow the laws of behavior, and use law, conscience, benevolence, and many other things to confine their own desires.

In the same way, the people around the emperor have to endure these as well.

Being alone, Pei Yunxiao is not afraid. She believes that Tang Heng can give her the company she wants.

But the imprisonment, especially the physical imprisonment, Pei Yunxiao could not accept for the time being.

"Aheng, what I want, the capital, the court, and the palace, can't be given to me."

"I have been struggling with fate for almost 20 years for this day. Now that I have won, I always want to enjoy my spoils. What I want most now is arbitrariness and happiness."

"I want to do what I want to do. Travel all over the world, with a pen, a stack of paper, or write a poem, or draw a picture, and write down the beauty that I haven't seen before." Pei Yunxiao was full of face. Longing.

"I also want to set up a school where girls can go to school and change the fate of countless women like me. No matter how difficult it is, no matter how hindered, I will never hesitate!"

"Perhaps...I am too selfish..." Pei Yunxiao lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Tang Heng's expression.

"Don't say that, you are not selfish." Tang Hang shook his head and sighed, "You just..."

"You just regarded me as your own person, and you also trusted me very much. That's why you are the only one without considering me."

Um? This understanding? Something.

"You are right, I can't force you to stay." Tang Hang closed his eyes and made up his mind.

"But I also know that you will definitely come back!"

Three years later.

Jiangbei, Luzhou.

Outside a beautiful courtyard, a few children in horns are running and flying kites.

A carriage drove slowly along the river bank, and a middle-aged man came down.

"This little friend, dare to ask here, but Kouzhai?" The man stopped a boy who looked older.

The boy nodded and looked at him: "What are you looking for to do with Wan Kou Zhai? That's a women's school, and boys can't enter!"

The man chuckled, "Don't enter, don't enter. I'm here to visit an old friend."

The boy didn't understand his genteel words, so he waved his hand casually: "Just in front, you can go by yourself. After crossing the bridge, you will just pass a small bamboo forest."

"Thank you! Thank you!" The man clasped his fists in a salute, lifted his hem, and walked towards the place the boy was pointing.

As soon as he walked on the bridge, the man immediately heard Lang Lang's reading.

Different from the voice he is used to, the sound of reading this time is sweet and tender. The sound of the gurgling water passing by the stones at the bottom of the bridge is incredibly pleasing to the ears.

The man's heart moved, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Two years ago, the current His Majesty will undertake official education in Wuzhou, Fengzhou, Lizhou and other places. Li Yanli, who has a brilliant political record, was promoted to the Imperial College for Jijiu, and he was bestowed on the "Leader of Official Education" with a pen and asked him to use his experience. , To promote education throughout the country.

However, the government schools only want men to open up, and it is still more difficult for women to enroll.

What kind of situation would it be if the sound of reading like this could be heard everywhere in the four seas?

Thinking about it, he couldn't help speeding up his pace, bypassing the bamboo forest, and came to the courtyard with white walls and blue tiles.

In a neighboring room, a beautiful female voice heard: "Come on, recite the poems learned today one last time, let's end the get out of class."

The children's voice sounded neatly, and the man leaned a few steps closer and listened carefully.

"Red beans are born in the south, and spring comes to send a few branches. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick."

"Okay, get out of class is over!"

The lively and lovely girls hopped out the door, and the man avoided him until only the teacher was left in the house before he walked in.

"Dare to ask...?"

Pei Yunxiao sorted out the pen and paper in his hand, and when he heard the sound, he raised his head and followed the reputation.

I saw the man standing at the door with a gentle and kind face. It was not Zheng Boyan, but who was it?

"President Zheng?" Pei Yunxiao greeted him in surprise.

Zheng Boyan's expression is even more exciting than her!

"You, you really are, Yifei!"

Pei Yunxiao's face blushed slightly: "Yes."

"President, I'm sorry, I have kept this from you for so many years."

Zheng Boyan couldn't do it excitedly: "No, no, it's good! Very good! Great!"

Three years ago, news came from the capital that Pei Yunxiao died of a sudden illness. He had all kinds of guesses at the time, but the biggest guess was that the current His Majesty found an excuse for Pei Yunxiao and died in suspended animation.

A month ago, he received Pei Yunxiao's letter and saw the familiar handwriting, which made him sure that his extremely important student was really not dead.

Over the years, he hadn't been curious about why he chose to stay away from Chaoque if Pei Yunxiao was really not dead. Is it forced? Is it helpless?

But until he saw her, Zheng Boyan finally understood that this is the life Pei Yunxiao really wants!

"Yi Fei, you said in your letter, your Mr. Zhong is here, isn't it?" Zheng Boyan was excited and perturbed.

Pei Yunxiao nodded: "Don't dare to conceal the head of the hospital anymore. Actually, I found Mr. Zhong a year ago, so I started Wan Kouzhai here with her to collect the daughters who want to study."

"It's just... Mr. Zhong wants me to keep this secret. It wasn't until a month ago that she suddenly mentioned that she wanted to see you again."

Zheng Boyan felt a little in his heart, thinking that it didn't sound like a good thing, and hurriedly asked: "Why? What happened to her? Body, or..."

"Neither!" Pei Yunxiao hurriedly relieved.

"Mr. Zhong, I just figured it out. She said that life is short and the years are not long, so why bother to look forward to the future and lose the opportunity to enjoy happiness?"

Zheng Boyan's eyes lit up, his heart surging.

Pei Yunxiao saw it in his eyes, and smiled in his heart: "Mr. Zhong is right in front, I'll take the head of the hospital."

Zheng Boyan nodded hurriedly.

After bypassing several corridors, Pei Yunxiao led Zheng Boyan outside Zhong Min's house.

Today's Zhong Min, like her, took off the men's clothing and changed back to the women's attire. It's just that the name "Zhong Min" represents her new life, and she is reluctant to change it.

"Mousy?"

"Amin?"

Pei Yunxiao watched Zheng Boyan enter the door and watched Zhong Min turn from surprise to joy. The two lovers who had been separated for several years complained to each other. The scene was so tearful and touching.

Pei Yunxiao didn't dare to look anymore, took a few steps to avoid under the wisteria stand on the side, and wiped the wetness from the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly, she discovered that in class today, in order to explain the poems, she deliberately found some red beans for the students to watch. At this time, the string of red bean bracelets was holding in her hand.

The most willing to forget the ancient poetry, the most dismissive is lovesickness.

It's also time for her to go back.

Capital, Imperial Study Room.

The servant Guo Shan walked in lightly with a stack of memorials.

Sitting next to Longan is the current majesty.

Guo Shan was in the Palace of Advancement for the third year. In his heart, His Majesty today is the most benevolent, clearest, and most valiant in history!

"What's the matter?" Tang Heng noticed it as soon as Guo Shan came in.

"My Majesty, this is the memorial presented." Guo Shan didn't dare to think about it, and hurried forward.

"Well. Put it there, I'll look at it right away." Tang Heng put down the Zhubi and rubbed his tired shoulder.

"This will be sent to the Ministry of Rites." Tang Heng grabbed one side of the booklet: "Princess Jiejie got married. I have drawn up a gift list and prepared it accordingly."

Guo Shan took it and said yes, and his admiration for His Majesty was a little bit more in his heart.

In how many years, the emperor of their Central Plains has not been tough in front of foreigners? Now that the two countries are in a good alliance and the border is peaceful, don't they all rely on your Majesty who was a general at the time!

Tang Hang didn't know what Guo Shan was thinking, so he picked up the memorial he had just sent, and when he opened it, his expression turned black.

Closing it "pop", Tang Heng threw the melodrama far away.

Guo Shan ran to pick it up, and couldn't help sighing.

Which minister who does not have eyesight again told your Majesty to fill the harem again?

Only in this matter will your Majesty be so angry!

"Guo Shan, collect these and all of them for me!" Tang Hang pointed to the piles of memorials that looked like small hills.

"You will go to court tomorrow, bring a brazier, and burn it all!"

"Your Majesty? This!" Guo Shan was taken aback.

"Why? I'm still afraid that they won't succeed?" Tang Xing raised his eyebrows: "Every month, every month, there are always so few days, so these things bother me."

"I deal with so many politicians, they don't want to share the worries for the king, and they give me a lot of trouble!"

Guo Shan said with a smile: "The adults are also concerned about your majesty, and your majesty is diligent about the affairs of the country. There must always be someone who knows the cold and the hot. If there is a little prince, the palace can be more lively."

Tang Hang squinted at him, "I'm still young, what's the urgency? In the future, I won't let them see it!"

Guo Shan was made to laugh but dare not laugh.

I don't know what your Majesty thinks. When you mention the harem, this is not quite right.

"By the way, Guo Shan." Tang Heng thought of something again.

"What happened to what I asked you to do in secret before?"

Guo Shan slapped his head: "Look at the memory of the slave and maidservant, your majesty ordered that the slave and maid dare not neglect, it's all done!"

As he said, he took out a book from his cuff: "Your Majesty will collect the poems of Mr. Pei Yongtang and Pei Yong and Tang Pei into a book, and let the Baishan Bookstore engrave it into a book, and the servants and maidservants have completed the public sale. This is the sample book."

Tang Heng took it and looked at it carefully. It took a long time before he nodded in satisfaction and said, "It's really good."

"Now, her poems can also stay."

Guo Shan thought, His Majesty is really both civil and military, a corporal courteous and virtuous.

This Mr. Pei Yong and Tang Pei is a wandering poet who suddenly became famous among the people in recent years, and I heard that his paintings are also good. Your Majesty has previously made a copy of Mr. Pei's painting, and now he has published a collection of poems for him.

May I ask those literati who pursue Pei Yongtang, which one can do like your majesty?

"His Majesty Qi." A small inmate came in hastily: "Please see you, Hou Han Shaozhen, Zhongyi."

"Let him in." Tang Hang said.

Three years ago, he named Han Shaozhen as a Marquis of Zhongyi and made Han Shaozhen the first Marquis to be named as a merchant.

The Han family has been taken by Han Shaozhen and all turned to business. Tang Heng certainly didn't mind, and with a wave of his hand, merchants could also enter the imperial examination.

But I don't know what Han Shaozhen came to do with him today and donate money? Still want money?

You can donate money, but ask for money... Tang Heng thought to himself that he had to find a reason to shirk it.

Han Shaozhen entered the imperial study room and bowed and bowed in one go. He, who is already the richest man in the world, is very high-spirited.

But Tang Heng didn't look like it.

"Rong Qing, you are really refreshing at happy events!" Tang Hang was a little bit sour.

A month ago, Han Shaozhen had just gotten married, and the bride was not someone else, but Jinmiao next to Pei Yunxiao.

The two have also known each other since childhood. Later, after Pei Yunxiao left Beijing, Jin Miao stayed behind to take care of her assets.

This is what makes Tang Hang extremely jealous and hateful!

As soon as Han Shaozhen heard this, he knew what Tang Heng meant, and said with a smile: "The minister came in and heard about the complicated affairs of the country. Your Majesty has worked hard and is very disturbed."

"Today's face saint, under closer inspection, I was shocked to hear that your majesty's dragon body is already unwell, and even more terrified. The minister is willing to offer a prescription to relieve your majesty's heart."

"I'm not sick." Tang Hang disapproved.

"Your Majesty should look at the minister's prescription." Han Shaozhen took out a letterhead from his arms.

With sharp eyes, Tang Heng immediately recognized Pei Yunxiao's handwriting on the envelope, and he suddenly mentioned it in his heart.

He and Pei Yunxiao have separate channels for correspondence, so why should Han Shaozhen send them this time?

Tang Heng was full of beliefs, but Han Shaozhen bought Guanzi instead.

"Your Majesty, the minister just negotiated a spice deal with the Western Regions, the minister thought..."

Tang Hang was too lazy to talk to him, and urged: "Isn't it just the right to buy in the palace? As long as the Department of Internal Affairs confirms that it is correct, give you priority!"

Han Shaozhen smiled secretly. He had the right to fight for this power, and Tang Hang was willing to give it. Just taking the opportunity to amuse the emperor, this is not something anyone can do.

He didn't delay anymore and asked Guo Shan to take the letter and present it to Tang Hang.

Tang Hang couldn't wait to open it, but saw only two words-"Luohuo" written on a whole piece of letter paper, but the word was crossed.

Tang Hang:? Is this really a "prescription"?

No, he frowned, and a flash of thought crossed his heart.

This is an anagram!

"No, you can't... can't live alone!" Tang Heng solved the problem.

What's the solution?

"It should be Angelica!"

The author has something to say: I finally finished writing this article completely. Afterwards, there may be random drops of the heroes and heroines, so stay tuned~

Thank you for your support along the way! Sometimes I really can’t write anymore. I just see comments, nutrient solution, and so on, and I instantly stand up!

Regarding the ending, Xiaoqi left and then returned, mainly because my personal understanding of the master hostess is that the hostess can advance and retreat, and has the right to choose independently.

The first article was written so long, gained a lot, exposed a lot of shortcomings, and failed to express some things that I wanted to express. After that, I want to settle down for a period of time, hoping to make some progress.

In the next book, I will probably write a short article and adjust it, save the manuscript in full, and then continue to update it. This book really overdrawn almost all of my inspiration.

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"The Female General Who Was Traversed Is Back" What is the royal family?

"Returning to My Husband 18 Years Old" The age remains unchanged and goes back to the past

"Cannon Fodder Girl Becomes My Mother-in-law" Transforming her mother-in-law to be a girlfriend

"The Empress and the Li Shu" The queen wants to reconcile every day

I haven't figured out which one to open, but I definitely don't change the subject.

Please accept me, thank you so much~

Note: Quote: ① "Acacia" by Tang Wangwei: Red beans are born in southern China, and a few branches will be sent in spring. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick.

② Lyrics: Mao Amin's "Lovesickness": The most willing to forget ancient poetry, the most dismissive is lovesickness.

Duhuo and Angelica are more similar in Chinese medicine. The anagrams are compiled by themselves, taking the literal meaning of "Duhuo" and "Danggui". Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2021-05-0823:55:45~2021-05-1300:00:00~

Thanks to the little angel who cast a mine: hot pot requires 1 hot pot;

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