The little princess tames the prince

Chapter 1147
The sound of the flute was originally melodious, but with the change of Baohua's words, there was a feeling of nostalgia.Baohua smiled lightly: "Your one just now is very good, there is no need to change it."

The moonlight in the mountains and forests is quiet and bright.I don't know where the sound of the zither sounded, first three plucks, interrupting the sound of the flute.A group of guards drew their swords "shua" and stood up.The Fourth Young Master Zhang stopped playing the flute, and said calmly, "My fifth younger brother."

"Please come out," Baohua stared at Mr. Zhang Si intently, his face was carved out of jade.The father and elder brother are all handsome men, but they are elegant, refined, and strong handsome men.And Mr. Zhang Si is thin, and sometimes feels the beauty of agility that will go with the wind.

This person rarely mentions his parents and family.Even the proposal of marriage is all his own.Baohua had to visit his home to feel relieved.

Isn't the fifth brother?Baohua felt that there was no one more lonely than his fifth younger brother Zhao Zhi.He loves to be clean, but he doesn't look like a child at all.The other children are all covered in mud, and Zhi Geer also plays, but most of the time, he prefers to hold his book, and those who can't read hold his mother's picture, and his father's picture album. The kind to praise him for his stability.

She laughed deeply: "Is he the same as my fifth younger brother?" Mr. Zhang Si couldn't help laughing: "He doesn't want to come out, no one can make him come out."

As soon as the sound of the zither changed, there was a noisy sound.Young Master Zhang Si leisurely: "Come out." The guards turned their heels sensitively, turned away, and stared at one place.

In the darkness that was too thick to see clearly, there was a person bathed in light coming here.He has no lantern in his hand, and he has no decorations on his body.Dressed in white, with a pale complexion, he held an unsheathed sword in his hand. The watery body of the sword flowed like water, illuminating his whole body.

Baohua watched intently, remembering that when he first met Mr. Zhang Si, he was like this, pale and dressed in white, with flying flowers falling around him, and a charming boy accompanying him.

Mr. Zhang Wu only had a sword with him, and his expression was so indifferent, exactly the same as Zhang Si when he first met.

"Hey, I'm here." Mr. Zhang Si teased Baohua in a low voice, and Baohua smiled at him: "I know." Looking back, Mr. Zhang Wu had a strange look in his eyes, and he stared at Zhang closely. The fourth son and Baohua.

The maids yelled: "Meet the princess, hurry up and salute!" Princess Baohua didn't take it seriously, waved her hand: "No need." The golden cushion beside her finger said: "Please sit down."

There was a silver light flashing between heaven and earth, and the sword in Master Zhang Wu's hand was like a green spring, dancing with the wind.The guards rushed forward to protect Baohua: "Protect the princess!"

"No need," Baohua said again, this man came to dance the sword.In the past, Aunt Gongsun danced a sword, and a poet wrote a song for her.Zhang Wuzi danced his sword, Baohua just smiled slightly.

She turned her head to look at Mr. Zhang Si, and Mr. Zhang understood what she meant, and said in a low voice: "People in our family are all narrow-minded." As soon as these words came out, the sword light like a bright dragon like a falling flower immediately stopped , Mr. Zhang Wu blushed with anger, it could be seen that he really wanted to pretend to be noble and didn't care, but his body trembled slightly, his face was not only red with fire, but with anger.

Since he was not a guest, Baohua turned his head and only joked with Mr. Zhang Si: "My father always said that a sword is a weapon, not for play. A weapon is a sharp edge for killing people, and it cannot be used for other purposes. Therefore, it is used in the world. Swordsman, only my father has the best swordsmanship."

Mr. Zhang Si, who was holding a branch in his hand and facing the fire, smiled softly.

No one looked at Mr. Zhang Wu, or even knew when he left.But that night, Baohua didn't sleep well.When she was invited, the first thing she did when she walked into the tent was to look at Mr. Zhang Si, and seeing that he looked as usual, smiling and angry, she was relieved.

In the evening, they came to Zhang's house.At the beginning of the moonlight, it sprinkled on the hillside full of mountain flowers.The house is built on the hillside, and the Dahongmen is directly facing the hillside.It can be seen that the flying springs and flowing water behind the mountain rush down the mountain.There is a thin mist over the entire house, which looks very mysterious.

A few scholars knelt in front of the door and were begging: "We are dedicated to learning, and we have come from thousands of mountains and rivers." There seemed to be no one inside the gate.

The Fourth Master Zhang smiled at Baohua, stepped forward and raised his hand to knock on the door. After a few rings, a boy in white clothes came out to welcome the Fourth Master Zhang, and the door was closed again.

Baohua's girl said: "Princess, people here are so rude." Baohua still smiled playfully: "Let's see and talk."

As soon as the voice fell, the music suddenly started.There is the sound of the flute, the sound of the zither, and the sound of the piano. The music is like a big guest.The gate was gently opened, and two teams of white-clothed men came out with the sound of music like immortals.

The row on the left is full of young men in white clothes, and Mr. Zhang Si is the fourth; the row on the right is full of young girls.They have a common feature, they are all cold as ice, and they don't squint.

A young man in the lead, who looked older than the Fourth Young Master Zhang, bowed to the ground and said loudly: "By the order of the Patriarch, welcome Princess Baohua, the daughter of King Anping."

The moonlight moved from the mountain flowers to Baohua's smile, and the people who came out smiled without any fireworks. Princess Baohua smiled cutely and kindly, and told the people behind: "Take your seat, the moonlight is good here, I'll be there See him here."

Mr. Zhang Si winked at her, Baohua compared, only he was angry.Baohua now knows how Mr. Zhan's temperament is like a fairy.The people here are only afraid that the whole meal will drink dew.

The few scholars studying outside the door were so envious that their eyes would pop out.The birth of a mortal is very attractive.

The canopy embroidered with phoenixes was propped up, and a seat embroidered with peonies was installed under it. Princess Baohua sat down safely, and looked at the two rows of young girls who still looked like immortals, but some young girls who were in a daze smiled: "Please come out and explain , the moon is good here, the flowers are good, and it is a good place to talk."

She smiled like a bright pearl shining, or like a precious jade flowing.The eldest son was stunned, but still said politely: "Let me go back and report."

"Bring honey wine, take my jade cup, I want to break the vulgarity." Baohua just took a look inside, and saw the courtyard like a snow cave, maybe it was silvery and white everywhere under the moonlight, maybe it was because the white stones were inlaid everywhere flawlessly .This lack of time only made Baohua feel lifeless.

(End of this chapter)