Yes Qing Fei Qing

Han Qingming was not used to wearing a silk robe.

Seeing his handsome and elegant appearance, dressed in pale crimson robes like winter plums reflecting snow, Zhang Sheng couldn't help showing surprise, but quickly restrained his expression, walked around him with a naughty smile, pinched his chin suddenly, and said with a naughty smile, "It's really a natural beauty."

Li Xinger on the side also showed admiration, but when he heard this, he frowned and said, "Frivolous!"

"Hey hey hey." Zhang Sheng smiled evilly, "Little brother Han's appearance is not as good as that of He Lang and Pan An. Hey, do you want to wear a face towel when you go out, so as not to be seen and killed like that Wei Jie?" Blink wantonly.

Han Qingming blushed with embarrassment, "Brother Zhang! Stop teasing me."

"Hahaha~" Zhang Shengyou didn't let go, and said, "After seeing you, I know why those sons and gentlemen are going to the courthouse to flirt." He said helplessly, "Brother Zhang..."

Zhang Sheng rubbed his nose and said, "Just kidding." His face was still narrow.

"Hmph! Brother Zhang, you should pay more attention, isn't this statement an insult to Ming Che?"

Taking advantage of the two of them not paying attention, Zhang Sheng touched Han Qingming's face again, "Everyone has a love for beauty, how can it be called insulting Mingche?"

After saying that, he escaped like burning his butt, and even made faces at Li Xinger who was in a hurry.

Li Xinger jumped angrily, "Nonsense! Nonsense!" Turning to Han Qingming, "You think he's messing around like this?"

Outside the door, the narrowness on Zhang Sheng's face gradually disappeared, recalling Han Qingming's handsome and elegant face, his expression was complicated.

Han Qingming reassured him, "Forget it, he's just talking, after all, he's not a real dude, otherwise Brother Li would have cut the table with him long ago, wouldn't he?"

"Hmph!" Li Xinger said angrily, "Why doesn't he correct his faults?"

Han Qingming thought, you have never seen a real dude.If you encounter Yu Feizheng, don't be mad. "Let's hurry up, isn't it that this poetry banquet is in a hurry?"

"Yes, let's go." Li Xinger's face flushed with anger, "Don't bother with this narrow-minded ghost!"

After leaving the door, an ox cart had already parked there. Behind him, the shopkeeper of the clothing store respectfully welcomed the two of them to leave.Li Xinger waved the shopkeeper back, and got into the car with Han Qingming.

At this time, horses were still a rare commodity. Except for nobles and nobles, they were only available in the army. At most, ordinary officials could only ride in ox carts.This was Han Qingming's first time riding an ox cart, and the stable body made him very novel.It's no wonder that the nobles often use ox carts, which are much more stable than horses.

"I really want Fei He Shui He and the others to try it too." Han Qingming said regretfully.

Zhang Sheng said, "It's a bit difficult. If you hadn't had the honor of being a student, we wouldn't dare to let you get into this car." Originally, thanks to the efforts of the sages, the hierarchical system has been weakened a lot, but in recent times, for some reason, it has become tough. Come to think of it, there is now a special supervisory department dedicated to supervising leapfrogging.

Han Qingming felt it was a pity and couldn't help but have an idea.

He is determined to become an official, and then his family members will be able to escape from the common people, and Shuihe Feihe will also be able to try this smooth, wide and comfortable ox cart.Like all elder brothers who love their younger sisters, he is eager to hold the best in front of his younger sister.

After all, Shui He and Fei He are so cute and cute, they deserve the best!

Han Qingming, who had always been indifferent, unconsciously became determined. This was the first time he had a desire for power.

On the way, Zhang Li and Zhang Li talked about the poetry feast, and Han Qingming realized that the salt for this so-called great opportunity was set up by the eldest prince. Chu, the emperor did not comment on this, the prince gradually couldn't bear it, and now he has begun to develop his wings.

The emperor was well aware of this, but he did not interfere. Since then, the eldest prince had a certain illusion and moved more diligently.

Zhang Sheng and Li Xing'er talked about the current situation in detail, seemingly unintentionally, but he was explaining it for Han Qingming.

They have always cared about this poor but talented kid.

Han Qingming was more perceptive than the previous Han Qingming, maybe it was Zeng Wei's delicateness that made him feel the kindness of the two for the first time, he listened carefully, and when he heard the recent scene of the eldest prince, he suddenly shook his head and said, "The eldest prince is in danger."

Li Xinger and Zhang Sheng looked at each other, "Why do you talk about that?" Both of them thought that the eldest prince was in full swing, and it was a great time to cling to him.

"I am in good health, working hard, and I am in my prime, but the eldest prince is eager to succeed to the throne. Aren't you too impatient? Since ancient times, emperors have weighed this golden chair the most. How can others sleep soundly on the side of the bed? The eldest prince is so blatantly developing his power, I'm afraid It’s too early to lose sight of today.”

"This..." Li Xinger frowned, "Isn't it? After all, the eldest prince is still young."

Han Qingming said, "It's not too young. If you're really young, how can you develop your own power?" It's full of calculations, the prince is also fourteen, and he has already known things. He covets the desire for power at a young age. He is so blatant, and he is now in his prime. , how can bear it?Now that I don't control him, I just want to see what this son can do and estimate him.

Originally, he didn't have such ideas, but the original owner was a genius, naturally sensitive to politics, and had an indirect relationship with Han Qingming. In addition, the modern Han Qingming is also an internet-addicted girl who has read millions of "books". Conjecture things in all directions.

Li Xinger was very surprised, "It's so? We thought..." The emperor intends to train the first prince...

Zhang Sheng's face darkened in an instant, "If so, we finally won the opportunity for you..." Isn't it equivalent to tasteless?Thanks to him for wasting so much tongue and money!

Li Xinger and him are both gentry, so they are not worried, but Han Qingming is just a commoner. In order to compete for the impression in front of the eldest prince, they begged a lot of people for this opportunity to have a banquet, and that person was the last one. He gave a reply and asked them to take Han Qingming there, otherwise the two of them would not have been in such a hurry, and they didn't even have time for Han Qingming to prepare.

Han Qingming smiled and said, "But this is just speculation, don't worry, a tiger's venom does not eat its children, I don't think the First Prince will be suppressed too much in the future."

Zhang and Li nodded in thought.

It’s just a poetry banquet, but it’s like a tight thread, and everyone is walking on it with bare feet. If you are a little careless, you will not only offend the prince, but also fall into the eyes of the current one...

But it was the turbulent dark waves before the chaos.

If Han Qingming hadn't pointed it out, the two of them might not have noticed it.

However, the two of them were not nerds, and after a little dialing, they understood the situation. Han Qingming didn't want to say more, knowing that the two of them must have made a decision.

The whole journey was silent, only the sound of wheels rolling on the road, which was quite peaceful.

Han Qingming went to the imperial city with the grill on his back every day. He had worked so hard, and it was rare to have this moment of peace, so he fell asleep on the carriage.

Li Xinger wanted to wake him up, but Zhang Sheng stopped him.

He took out the cloak from the cabinet next to the car and put it lightly on Han Qingming's body, he said, "Ming Che has worked hard recently, his eyes are turning blue now."

"Huh?" Li Xinger said in surprise, "Really? I didn't notice it."

Zhang Sheng shook his head, "You've always been careless." Leaving Han Qingming's hand, he hesitated a little, but finally couldn't help it, and at this moment, with Li Xing'er on his back, he gently stroked Han Qingming's thin face.

Turning around, Zhang Sheng said, "Let him rest."

The ox carts were moving slowly, and it took only two quarters of an hour before they arrived. The poetry banquet had already begun, and there were ox carts and carriages coming one after another outside. The two woke up Han Qingming, straightened their robes, and walked down.

Han Qingming kneaded his face to wake himself up, forced himself to calm down and walked out, but in fact he still didn't want to give up the soft bed and the smooth ox cart.The road in the city is flat, the ox cart is stable, walking is not too fast, it is really comfortable to sit in, he hasn't had enough sleep yet!

The poetry banquet was held in the rich man's mansion in the imperial capital. The most famous thing in the mansion is that the garden is full of fragrance, with peaches in spring, lotus in summer, osmanthus in autumn, and osmanthus plums. There is more elegance for no reason, many dignitaries and dignitaries want to borrow this palace for banquets, and they have also sent a lot of contacts to the palace.

As soon as he entered the palace, his eyes were filled with colorful flowers, and the fragrance he could smell from outside the palace became more intense. Han Qingming also felt a little refreshed. He walked into the garden with Li Xinger and Zhang Sheng under the leadership of the servants. The garden is even more fragrant. The peonies in the garden are burning like fire, mixed with cloves and rhododendrons. There is a large lake in the garden. The banquet has been set up on the lake, and the water around the low table is rippling. There are no flowers at this time, but the water has not been cleaned. The lotus branch can remind people of the summer scene here.

Han Qingming couldn't help admiring, "As expected of the famous Huafu."

Li Xing'er's expression was indifferent, "It's just that I spent a lot of time on flower planting, and this garden is nothing special. I once went to Qing's house in Li Taichang Temple to have a look, and that garden is called Qingya."

"Really." Han Qingming said shyly.

Zhang Shengdao, "If you talk about gardens, Governor Zhang's house is gorgeous and magnificent, quite overseas style, clear, and you will be elected as soon as possible. When you become a high-ranking official, you will be able to see the whole world."

Han Qingming smiled and said nothing.

Han Qingming entered the poetry banquet because of his relationship, so he was at the end, while Li Xinger and Zhang Sheng were at the front.

Surrounded by poor talented people like him, most of them have worshiped famous posts or been recommended by others, eager to soar to the sky at the poetry banquet, so although most of them are wearing new clothes, they are not as luxurious as Han Qingming's. Come on, he stands out from the crowd.

As a result, Han Qingming received a lot of hostile looks. The famous, talented and status people all went to the front, and they came by the roster, and those who sat at the end but wore fancy clothes, of course, would not be good stuff.

It's nothing more than some money at home but no learning or skills.

So Han Qingming was isolated.

Han Qingming understood the gazes of those people without much thought, but there was no excuse.

This is also of course.

The class stratification under the feudal hierarchy has never disappeared. Some high-ranking people despise the low-ranking people, and some low-ranking people are dissatisfied with the high-ranking ones.But this is ancient times, everything is as it should be.

Besides, this is just a table of dispensable banquets, so let's open your eyes with lunch.

If other ambitious traversers are likely to take advantage of the turmoil of the Datong Dynasty, they will overthrow the feudal system and establish a new system, or directly destroy the feudal system, establish a new dynasty, or reform, or establish a new system, but Han Qingming is different. 20 years of women's life has weakened his desire for power, and he prefers an ordinary life to a storm.

Can have a happy family and live a peaceful and peaceful life.

Tasting the wine lightly, Han Qingming didn't know how much impact this banquet would have on his future career.

After a while, almost all the guests arrived, and the banquet officially started. The maid in green and scarlet skirt came scurrying over, holding a wooden tray with dishes and desserts on it, and placed the things on the table with skillful and graceful movements, bowed her head and stepped back.

Han Qingming also placed a dumpling soup, a green cold dish, and a small steamed stuffed bun on Han Qingming's table.

The plates are inlaid with gold and emerald, and they are luxuriously served. The food inside is also very delicate. The soup is clear and milky white, and the vegetarian food is green. It is different from the rough meals at home.

Han Qingming felt a little pity.

It would be great if I could bring some home... Feihe Shuihe has never seen such exquisite food.

It seemed that the look of pity on his face was a bit obvious, and a scholar in Tsing Yi said, "This young master must have seen more exquisite food at home, right? I don't know if the dishes here can catch the young master's eyes." Although he tried his best to suppress, he There is still an unconcealable sourness in the words.

The scholar was not close to him, so his voice was a little higher, and when he spoke, he attracted the attention of most people at the banquet, many people looked here, including the nobleman in black and gold at the head of the banquet.

The banquet was suddenly quiet.