Tibetan Sea Pearl

Autumn is just around the corner, and it will soon be the time when we will see each other. Although reading this kind of thing depends on luck and chance, there is no such thing as staying up all night to study hard. Where does good luck and chance come from? It's a bit hard, unlike the young man in the hall.

Wearing a toga with long sleeves and a jade crown inlaid with gold on his head, he stepped on a wooden bench with one foot, and a servant stood beside him, staring at the people around him.

Seeing someone looking at him, the young man raised his wine glass and shot it at the man's head from a distance, with a wanton and chic demeanor.

The son of a rich family, the scholar snorted coldly in his heart, but smiled slightly on his face, as if he had greeted him.

But I couldn't help being curious in my heart, I don't know whose family this son belongs to, not to mention his profligacy, but he still comes here often.

Some people even asked the shopkeeper of the restaurant privately. The shopkeeper smiled and waved his hand. They are not local, so let them mind their own business. If they want to make friends, he can help introduce them.

It's fine to make friends, these scholars are self-proclaimed, and the most shameful thing is that they show off how much money they have in their families. The scholars return to their seats with a smile, and continue to drink and recite poems.

Although the days of studying were hard, after the autumn, the bitterness came.

Two or three shop waiters came in the direction of the scholars with delicious food and wine.

The scholar looked over suspiciously.

"I'm sorry for the hard work of the young master Han Chuang, someone kindly sent a table of noodles." The waiter said.

The scholar is gentle and elegant, thank you very much.

The waiter in the shop knew that these scholars would not eat the food if they didn't figure it out, so he stretched out his finger and pointed in a direction in the hall.

The young man in the hall raised his wine glass in a distant gesture as a gesture of invitation.

It turned out to be the son of this rich family.

Some of the people present stood up and raised their wine glasses, facing the people in the hall, and drank it down.

"Thank you son for me." A scholar said.

Although I don't know who this person is, but he wears gold and silver, and his complexion is a little weak, but his demeanor is extraordinary, and he is not low-born.

Because they were worried that these scholars would get together and cause trouble, people from Wucheng Bingmasi also came.

As soon as the fifth emperor's grandson brought the soldiers of Wucheng Bingmasi to the door, one of his subordinates quietly told him that the third emperor's grandson was also inside.

The grandson of the five emperors is now under the order of the prince to serve as an errand for the soldiers and horses in the five cities.

It's just that he didn't expect that the third emperor's grandson also left the palace. The third emperor's grandson is a useless person. He is passive and enjoying himself, giving up on himself, and often runs outside the palace during this time.

When Sanhuangsun and the others went, the shopkeeper of the restaurant personally led the shop's Xiaoerwai door and bowed, and led them to the private room at the back of the first floor, "They are all scholars, and they can't even quarrel. If you don't mind, we have some beer wine here, please do me a favor."

Normally, the people from Wucheng Bingmasi would give him a face, but now it's an eventful time.

The fifth emperor's grandson came out, "I don't want to eat, I just ran into an acquaintance, I'll go in and have a look."

The shopkeeper stepped forward quickly, and led the person inside with a smile.

The merchants opened their doors to do business, so naturally they didn't want to offend anyone, even those poor scholars, and the shopkeepers helped to say good things. Who knows if there will be another champion among them.

The third emperor's grandson didn't expect that it was such a coincidence that he would meet the fifth emperor's grandson here.

The fifth emperor's grandson came forward to greet him with a smile, "Third brother, don't you have nothing to do and always run outside."

The third grandson responded indifferently, "Staying at home is too boring, come out to get some air, don't bother me all the time, how is your job?" Instead, he asked him.

The fifth grandson smiled vigorously, "I am very satisfied. Although I can't lead soldiers, the people in Wucheng Bingmasi have good eyesight, which is much better than reading. You also know that I don't like reading the most. Not on this either."

The third emperor's grandson nodded solemnly, "That's good, I'm still worried that you won't be able to survive for two days."

The Fifth Emperor's grandson was a little unhappy, "It's serious."

The third emperor's grandson patted him on the shoulder, "You go and do your work, the matter that father told you is important."

Now the guards in the entire capital have been tightened, especially the curfew at the city gates. At night, the city gates are all closed, and no one can enter or leave. check.

The grandson of the fifth emperor laughed, a hero has a place to play, so what else can he not do.

When he couldn't move forward, he still forgot to say a few words, "Third brother, you go back early, if you are like this, your parents will be worried."

"Okay." The third grandson nodded with a smile, "Don't be like me."

How about like him?

Sitting in a restaurant like him watching scholars reciting poems and composing Fu, envious of other people's lives.

Wu Huangsun wanted to say something, so he reached out and stroked his shoulder, as if this could soothe the unwillingness and injustice in people's hearts.

Only then did the fifth grandson turn around and leave in big strides.

The prince always said that he was reckless, but at the most critical moment, he was able to entrust him with the job of the Wucheng soldiers and horses, which showed that the prince valued him quite a lot.

No matter what the prince's original intention is, it is a good thing for the fifth grandson. He can finally stand in front of everyone, and his bravery will be known by everyone. As for the third grandson, the prince has no hope for him, right? , let him fend for himself like a fallen leaf that is about to wither.

The people from Wucheng Bingma Division made up their minds and stood on the side of Wuhuangsun.

The third emperor Sun Tian returned to the palace before dark, and now that the capital has a curfew, it is not so convenient to leave the palace and return to the palace.

Su Yong is still waiting for the third emperor's grandson to come back and take medicine.

Hearing that the third emperor's grandson is back, thank God, the third emperor's grandson really doesn't take his own life seriously, so Su Yue quickly put down what she was doing and went to the Nuan Pavilion.

The third emperor's grandson gave her a bunch of candied haws, "I bought it on the street. It's not very tasty. I'll give it to you."

Because of the hot weather, the sugar residue on the candied haws almost melted, making it sticky, not good-looking or tasty.

Su Yue is not surprised either, this is really something that the grandson of the third emperor can do, give the people below the unpalatable food, who wants to eat candied haws in this hot weather.

Su Yue asked Hong Jiao to take the candied haws, and she brought the medicine.

"This medicine can't be stopped, you have to take it every day, and you can't be playful in the future, and you miss the time for taking the medicine." She urged earnestly.

The third grandson opened his mouth and came over, looking weak and unable to take care of himself.

Su Yue stuffed the blowpipe filled with medicine into his mouth, "It's a good idea, suck it yourself."

The third grandson bit the blowpipe, and almost bit Su Yue's finger.

Su Yue withdrew her hand in astonishment, "You're still messing around." She ran out angrily, and was about to call Li Xia in to wait on her.

The third emperor's grandson followed her and giggled, because his voice was blurred because he was biting the blowpipe.