【Xianze】Difficult to recite

Northern Qi and Dongyi's missions came to Beijing at the same time, Northern Qi came to the literary world Zhuang Mohan, and Dongyi came to Sigu Sword Master Yun Zhilan, one article and one military, it doesn't seem like they are talking about peace.

Fan Xian never went to Honglu Temple in his life, nor was he assigned to the errand of Xie Lulang in Taichang Temple. Naturally, he didn't have to follow Xin Qiwu to fill his ears with drool, but he still wanted to meet Zhuang Mohan before the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests. Mo Han closed the door and didn't see any visitors, but he frightened all the literati and students. Honglu Temple was controlled by the prince's party. Since he couldn't get in, he tried to see if he could throw a stepping stone to lure people out.

Li Chengze has no objection. He is not in charge of the specific affairs of the Shangshan private school. He also hired Wuye, the treasurer of Qingyutang. A small poem was given as a gift, if Zhuang Mohan read it, he would definitely understand what he meant.

Li Chengze saw that he wrote greeting cards in crappy characters, and picked up the poems he had written to read, "After the floating clouds, ten years of flowing water, the laughter remains the same, Xiao Shu's temples are already spotted...good poems." He pointed at the carefree words Xiao character, "It's better to change it to Xiao character."

Fan Xian handed him the pen: "Your handwriting is good."

This was the truth, and he didn't shirk it, since sending it out anyway was the face of Shangshan Private School.Li Chengze took the Langhao, and Fan Xian got up to make room for him. He rolled up his sleeves and copied it again, changing Xiao's characters as well.

Zhuang Mohan's younger brother Xiao En was imprisoned in the prison of the Inspection Institute. Only Li Yunrui knew about this, and he used this to force Zhuang Mohan to make something out of nothing in the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, ruining his reputation for half his life.

"I heard that Wang Qinian is going back to Beijing soon." Li Chengze asked, blowing on the wet ink.

"It's still half a day."

"He has been gone for so long, what else did you ask him to do?"

Fan Xian smiled lewdly: "Send a letter from Beiqi, a day trip to Dongyi." With such a smile, someone must be in trouble.

Wuye waited at the entrance of the hall, Fan Xian handed him the greeting card, Wuye put it in his arms without reading the content, and said that the shopkeeper asked him to bring a word, saying that the fish intestines were cooked.Fan Xian smiled comprehensibly, and paid out some extra money. Thanks to the hard work of the shopkeeper, my daily necessities are almost covered.

Wuye bowed deeply. After years of the collapse of the old Ye family, not many people remembered the prosperity of the year, and now there are still signs of recovery. The young lady should be gratified in the spirit of heaven.He called everyone else the boss, but told Fan Xian that I would go first, Master.

Shangshan private school has always had a good reputation among the people, but few people know that the master behind it is the second prince of the current dynasty.

On this day, the private school held public lectures again, and invited old Mr. Zhuang Mohan to give lectures in person. There are no restrictions on family background, age, or depth of knowledge. No need to pay money, first come first served, so early in the morning, The southeast corner of the capital city was overcrowded.

Nanqing established the country with martial arts, and its literary talents were bleak. Fan Xian, who recited poems casually, finally came out, but he ran into the dark inspection institute. His face was terrifying, and he did all kinds of shameful things, so everyone lamented and was extremely disappointed with the weakness of the Qing Dynasty's literary world.

When Zhuang Mohan's carriage arrived, the people who came to see the excitement voluntarily moved out of the way, which showed respect for everyone in the literary world. The old man's hair was gray, his clothes were clean, and his face was calm. He really had the temperament of a literati.

Both Fan Xian and Li Chengze were inconvenient to show up, and the shopkeeper of Qingyutang was too business-minded, so today's host fell to Prince Jing's head. Anyway, the poetry club has experience in hosting, so it's not bad this time.He didn't want to answer at first, but Fan Xian said that he would ask Ruoruo to help.

Fan Ruoruo avoided him for more than a month, but now that her brother had spoken, she couldn't avoid it, and she also wanted to see Master Zhuang's demeanor.She doesn't hate this person, but when it comes to liking him, there is still a little bit of a gap.She will remember that her brother said that if she wants to spend the rest of her life with the person she likes, she can't just let it go.

Li Hongcheng was willing to run after her, but when she spoke clearly, she followed him too. A stone thrown into a lake without any movement will sink to the bottom.

Fan Xian was waiting in the backyard of the private school early. Zhuang Mohan gave a lecture today, and the content was actually based on his "Climbing the High" as an example. He was drinking tea in the backyard while listening to the corner. Mr. Zhuang is indeed a master in a limited dynasty , and those who don't know the background have analyzed this quatrain to a close degree.

Now that there is no one around him for the time being, Teng Zijing has been transferred to Li Chengze's side. Although the second prince strongly advocated that Teng Zijing go back to Danzhou, he finally stopped under the repeated resistance of the master and servant. Wang Qinian has not arrived yet. , but if it arrives, it should bring back a person, a powerful person.The shadow is by Chen Pingping's side, and Gao Da is still staying in the Tiger Guard. He is starting to let Wang Qinian set up the Qinian team, especially Deng Ziyue and his like, they must gather them as soon as possible and use them for their own use.

When Zhuang Mohan came to the backyard, he saw a young man sitting on a stone bench. His face was handsome and domineering, but his gestures looked old. He was thinking about something heavily. He knew that this young man was the song "Climbing the High". The author, but I don't know why he is so vicissitudes at such a young age.

"But Mr. Fan?" he asked.

Fan Xian quickly stood up and bowed, "Mr. Zhuang is good."

"Master Xiao Fan entrusted someone to present the farewell poem to the old man. It is very well written, but the old man doesn't understand the meaning." He took out the greeting card from his sleeve.

"Sir understands."

Fan Xian asked him to sit down and poured a cup of hot tea for the old man, and he heard Zhuang Mohan sigh.

"Master Fan is also a member of His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess?"

"Fan doesn't do things for anyone." He paused, "I do things for my heart."

"That…"

"It's not a secret that the eldest princess used Xiao En to coerce Mr., nor is the relationship between Mr. Xiao En and me." Fan Xian comforted, "Sir, staying behind closed doors is nothing more than weighing the gains and losses of the eldest princess. , Xiao En is your own younger brother, you can't bear it, I understand, sir, there is no need to be entangled, because the eldest princess has no leverage to blackmail you."

"Where did this come from?"

"Firstly, Xiao En is imprisoned in the Inspection and Inspection Institute, and the Inspection and Investigation Institute, from now on, will be decided by me, and it will not be the Eldest Princess' turn to speak; second, the Eldest Princess has agreed to Northern Qi in exchange for Qing Guo's spy status in Northern Qi's Shangjing. , Today should be the day of arrest, and I have sent people to notify the stronghold in Shangjing earlier, today is destined to go to the empty building, if you don’t believe me, sir, you will find out tonight.”

Zhuang Mohan was dubious, and couldn't help but be amazed: "When did your lord know about this?" He was able to respond and arrange everything so quickly.

Fan Xian said it wasn't important, what was important was, "Mr. has a character, I just came here to tell you that you don't have to be controlled by others. There is no need to rush the matter of Xiao En, and I promised Mr. that one day, I will personally send him back to Beiqi."

"Why did Mr. Fan help the old man?"

"Fan is helping me." Fan Xian treated it calmly, "Sir, you have a question in your mind, so you don't need to answer it now. You might as well wait until tonight, and we will find out naturally."

Wang Qinian finally returned to the capital that night. The first thing he did was to go to Fan's mansion, but he was told that Fan Tisi was not at the mansion. He turned around and went to the inspection institute, but there was no one there. He knocked on the second prince's mansion suspiciously. .

After Fan Xian and the second prince finished their meal, they played chess facing each other in the courtyard.Chess has always been the main game in Qing Kingdom, Dongyi is popular, and Fan Xian can't play it well. Wang Qinian approached furtively. After watching for a long time, he couldn't tell what kind of chess they were playing, the arrangement of black and white pieces. No matter how you look at it, it's strange, and there is no rule at all, you can only see that Fan Xian takes the black stones and eats the second prince's white stones.

"Everyone is back, what are you hiding?"

Fan Xian didn't even raise his head, Li Chengze made a move, wrapped head and tail around a row of sunspots, raised his eyebrows, then stretched out his hand and picked all the sunspots into his own chess cup, hehe smiled, "Why are you, Don't you like coming in through the gate?"

"Did you hear that you guys are shameless?" Fan Xian also retaliated with his teeth, and took him off the hook.

Wang Qinian rubbed his hands and came out from behind the rockery with an apologetic smile on his face. Behind him was another person, holding a blue flag in his hand, and dragging his steps listlessly.

"My lord, Second Highness, what novelty is this?"

"Haven't seen it?" Fan Xian grabbed a handful of chess pieces and held them in his hands, "It's called backgammon. I can teach you some other time." He looked at the chessboard, and there was a gap, and Li Chengze bit the piece. The pursuit is so persistent that it is impossible to complete the complete containment.

"Admit defeat?"

Li Chengze was playing with a sunspot, and was about to bite into his mouth habitually, but Fan Xian slapped the back of his hand.

"Usually very particular, this isn't too dirty." Fan Xian said, and added, "A draw, I can't stand you, and you can't help me either."

Li Chengze spread his hands and had no objection to this.Throwing down the chessboard, he looked at the two people who had been sticking together since just now, especially the one behind. "This is the master you invited from Dongyi City?"

"Wang Shisanlang, the youngest disciple of Sigu Jian, the master of Sigu Jianyi." Fan Xian boasted like himself. In order to win over this combat power, he brought Wang Qinian the volume of domineering true energy. After leaving the sword hut, Si Gu Jian, that idiot, will know when he sees it, and he also reminded by the way that there are more than four great masters in this world.

"You or Yun Zhilan, who is more powerful?" Li Chengze asked. The thirteen disciples of Jianlu, one the first and the last, are all passed down by themselves, and they are still in this capital city. .

Thirteenth Wang had no scruples, his master told him to listen to Fan Xian in everything, and he told the truth coldly: "I haven't compared it before, I don't know."

It's like hitting a ball of cotton with open and dark arrows.

Fan Xian said, I want to enter the palace to steal a key tomorrow night, and I need your help.

"Busy?"

Small busyness is not enough to make him go all the way, Wang Shisan knows very well that a scheming person can only listen to half of what he has to say.

"Little busy." Fan Xian nodded, "At the same time, lead away that Eunuch Hong and the ninth-rank archer Yan Xiaoyi in the palace."

Wang Qinian's legs went limp.

This is really a fucking little busy!