Chapter 223 Discord
This day, after breakfast in the palace Changan, the young eunuch in front of Yingtong came to look for him.
"Fourth Young Master Gong, Your Majesty, please come over!" The young eunuch smiled with a flattering look on his face.
"Why did you say it?" Gong Changan asked deliberately.
"Uh... I don't know much about this, but you'll find out as soon as you go there!" The little eunuch chuckled.
Gong Changan stopped asking, stood up and followed him out.
When Ying Tong saw Gong Changan, he immediately grabbed him and said, "Good brother, sit down quickly."
Palace Chang An hurriedly said: "How can I deserve to be called the Crown Prince? It can't be done, it can't be done."
There was a civet cat lying on Ying Tong's seat, belly up, basking in the sun. Gong Changan knew that the cat was Ying Tong's favorite animal and that it ate better than humans.
"Why are you being polite to me?" Ying Tong said, "Since you entered the palace, I have hit it off with you. What's wrong with you?"
Seeing him like this, Gong Changan knew that he wanted something from him, so he didn't tell him anything. He said a few words of humility before sitting down.
As soon as he sat down, the civet cat snorted close to him and kept pushing into his arms.
"You hairball, just go and play!" Ying Tong said in a doting tone.
Immediately a little eunuch came and took the cat away.
Ying Tongcai said to Gong Changan: "I heard early in the morning that Your Majesty is going to test my and Ying Bai's articles in a few days. You know, firstly, we have practiced riding and shooting a lot these days, and secondly, I am good at dancing, writing, and writing. Not good at it.
I'm just afraid that I'll be outdone by Ying Bo, which would be too embarrassing. See if you can help? ”
"How can the prince help me?" Gong Changan asked with a wink.
"I know your articles are good, so you might as well write the next one for me. Don't write too well, and try to sound like me." Ying Tong felt a little embarrassed when he said this, but he had to say it.
He naturally trusted Gong Changan. Princess Zhao had told him more than once that Wen Mingqian and his son were very reliable. Now that they were both in the palace, they could naturally help him.
But what he understood by helping was obviously different from what his mother meant.
Seeing that Gong Changan did not express his position, he immediately asked: "Why, does this matter make you embarrassed?"
"Of course I am happy to be able to relieve the prince's worries." Gong Changan saw that the heat was almost over before he spoke, "But please do not let others know about this matter, otherwise it will be criticized. I will inevitably be beaten by the master, and it will also affect me. Isn’t it the prince’s reputation?”
"Don't worry about this. No one will know about it except you and me." Ying Tong said, "Just write it down. I will memorize it later and burn the original manuscript without anyone noticing."
Gong Changan agreed, thought for a moment, and then agreed.
When Ying Tong saw a treasure, his eyes fell on the paper, but he thanked Gong Changan: "Thank you, I will thank you later."
But Gong Changan said: "I don't dare to ask for the prince's thanks. I will resign first."
While Ying Tong ordered people to escort Gong Changan out, he also said: "There is nothing important today, no one can disturb me."
Gong Changan came out of Yingtong and went to find Ying Bai.
Ying Bai was reading. When he saw Gong Changan coming, he put down the book and said with a smile: "Why are you here? Have you eaten?" "I have already eaten," Gong Changan said and took out a small pair of books from his arms. Scroll, "A few days ago, I heard that the prince said that he liked Gu Juezi's paintings, and I have one here. I just didn't know which box it was in. Fortunately, I found it yesterday when I was looking for clothes."
"Oh? You have a painting by Gu Juezi. It's so rare. There are only a few paintings in the palace." The Crown Prince of Chu was very happy after hearing this. He stretched out his hand to take the painting, opened it and looked at it carefully, and clicked his tongue. commend.
The two princes raised in the palace were both above average in qualifications, but the prince of Zhao was more martial and the prince of Chu was more literary.
Gong Changan got along with these two people and liked them intentionally or unintentionally. As a result, the relationship with these two people became closer and closer.
"Can you lend me this painting for a few days?" Ying Bai asked Gong Chang'an, "I will return it to you when I am satisfied."
"Your Majesty said this, and it's obvious that I was going to give this painting to you." Gong Changan said, "I got it by chance, but I personally don't like Gu Juezi's painting. Why do you like it? In this case, it is better to give it to the prince without causing the painting to become dusty.”
"Chang'an, Chang'an, let me praise you as much as you can!" Ying Bai praised him greatly, "No wonder everyone says good things about you."
Gong Changan just smiled slightly and said: "Your Majesty, please enjoy it to your heart's content, and I will take my leave."
From that day on, the Prince of Chu held this painting when walking, sitting or lying down.
The next day, the weather was fine.
Both princes are in a good mood today.
Please...you...collect 6...9...books...!
The article that Palace Chang An wrote for Ying Tong won the emperor's praise, and he gave them another day off.
Ying Tong said: "Come to my place. Yesterday, my mother and concubine sent people to bring many good things to the palace, including food and entertainment. You can pick them up."
The other two people had nothing to do, so they followed him.
Naturally, Ying Bai still held the painting in his hand. When he arrived, he sat down and opened it to appreciate it.
Unexpectedly, Ying Tong's civet cat pounced on him. Ying Bai was frightened by it, but he was afraid that it would hurt the painting in his hand, so he raised his leg and kicked the cat aside.
The civet cat screamed and shrank to Ying Tong's feet with its tail between its legs.
"What are you doing?!" Ying Tong frowned, obviously unhappy, and hugged the cat sadly, "It just wants to play with you."
Although Ying Bai reacted quickly, the cat's claws still scratched the drawing paper, and he felt that his heart was bleeding.
Normally, he would avoid arguing with Ying Tong, but looking at the scratched painting, he couldn't suppress his anger.
"This is Gu Juezi's treasure. How can I not feel bad for being scratched by this little beast?"
"It's just one painting, what's the big deal? I'll give you a hundred paintings." Ying Tong usually thinks that Ying Bai's preferences are a bit ridiculous. It's just a few paintings by some poor literati. How can it be worth reading without sleep and food? It’s not a beauty or a famous horse, so what’s there to look at?
Ying Bai instinctively wanted to talk back, but Gong Changan quietly tugged on his clothes.
"Both princes, please calm down. What happened today was purely accidental. Prince Zhao kindly invited us to be our guests. Who would have thought that the cat would suddenly become naughty." Gong Chang'an smiled and reconciled, "Although this painting is broken, it is still a good idea to visit the palace." The craftsmen should be able to repair it as before. Why don’t I take it over and show it to them?”
After he interrupted, Ying Bai calmed down a lot. Knowing that it was useless to continue arguing, he said, "Forget it, I'll go with you!"
Ying Tong was also very unhappy. His cat was kicked very hard and his body was twitching as if he was about to vomit.
He picked up the cat distressedly and called to the little eunuch beside him: "Call Wang Heng and let him see this cat."
Wang Heng is the veterinarian in the palace. There are horses, deer, and many other rare birds and animals in the palace, so naturally there are veterinarians.