After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

At that time Han Min hurried to Beijing, bringing only a pen holder and a few changes of clothes.

Now that I have to go, there are not many things to take with me.

He went back to the side hall angrily, took some clothes out of the box, and threw them on the couch.

I sorted out a small burden, and packed up the manuscripts, pens and inks piled up on the desk.

Xiao Zizi and Eunuch Yang ran up and down after him.

Han Min tied the brush around his waist, turned to them and said, "The Holy Majesty doesn't like me, I'm going to live in Liu's house, Liu's house is no better than the palace..."

Eunuch Yang was not afraid of him, so he pinched his face: "What nonsense are you talking about? It was agreed in the morning, and I will go with you. To tell you the truth, I am old, and when the Holy Majesty came to the throne, I begged the Holy Majesty to let me go." Going out of the palace. This time I just go out with you, outside the palace is better than inside, will Lao Liu not take me in?"

Han Min smiled embarrassedly: "That's good."

He turned his head to pack his things, and Eunuch Yang also sighed and helped him fold his clothes.

"But you can't leave so angry if you want to leave. How bad is that? This is how the Holy Majesty and you came here fighting. Isn't this the same as before?"

"It's different." Han Min folded his hands, "He's the emperor now, and he always stays together. If he bullies me, I can't fight back. If this continues, I'll hate each other, and the monarch and his ministers won't get along."

He stopped explaining, glanced at the long sword hanging in front of the tent, and then looked at Xiao Zizi who was still following him.

"Do you have something to say?"

Xiao Zizi said lukewarmly: "My lord, I just think that you need to remove the little braids on your hair first."

Only then did he realize that when he came out of the study, his hair hadn't been done yet.

Han Min gave a silly laugh, scratched his hair, and sat down in front of the mirror.

Xiao Zizi helped him remove his braids, with a low eyebrow and a pleasing appearance.

Han Min also twisted a braid, and asked casually, "Does your sister have any relatives alive?"

Xiao Jizi shook his head: "No."

"That's it." Han Min comforted him, "Prince Gong has been imprisoned, and he will pay the price for everything he does."

Xiao Zizi lowered his eyes, his eyes only fell on his own hands, and said in a low voice: "The only fault is that we are slaves."

Han Min was slightly taken aback, and patted the back of his hand with his backhand.

To help him clean his hair, Xiao Zizi picked up the wooden comb.

Han Min tentatively asked him, "Do you still want to read?"

He paused for a moment, then nodded: "I still remember the few words the young master taught me before."

"Okay, in a few days I will make up a calligraphy book and teach you carefully."

"Thank you sir."

After a while, Han Min supported his head and said softly, "Every era has its own system, and it cannot be changed overnight."

Xiao Zizi put down the wooden comb and picked up the plum-colored hair band.

His mood was a little depressed, he could only say: "Xiao Zizi knows."

Han Min turned his head, took the hair tie from his hand, tied his hair, and said to him, "But it's not impossible to change it."

But Xiao Zizi asked: "When will everyone be treated as human beings?"

He hurriedly wiped his eyes twice, then turned around to help Eunuch Yang fold his clothes.

Han Min hurriedly followed him and put his arms around his shoulders: "Okay, okay, don't be sad."

Xiao Zizi tilted his head and lay on his shoulder, not sure if he was crying.Han Min took a look and just patted him on the back.

Relieved, Xiao Zizi stepped back again and again: "The villain has surpassed."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Han Min said with a smile, "I also leaned on Eunuch Yang's shoulder."

At noon, they packed up their things.

Although Han Min was angry, he still wanted to bid farewell to Fu Xun out of emotion and reason.

Pushing the door open, Wei Huan waited outside, seeing him coming out, he cupped his fists and said, "Master Han."

Han Min waved his hand: "Don't call me that, I'm not used to it."

"Second Brother Han."

Wei Huan stepped forward with a smile, and took the burden from Xiao Zizi's hand.

"The Holy Majesty asked me to accompany you to the Liu Mansion, and I will follow Master Han from now on."

Han Min asked casually, "The Holy One, who is following now?"

"my brother."

When Han Min went to say goodbye to Fu Xun, Fu Xun was feeding the eagles on the porch.

Just like what Wei Huan said, his elder brother Wei Gui now stood beside Fu Xun with a knife on his waist, holding a carrot head and rabbit meat in his hand.

After Han Min bowed to Fu Xun, he suddenly remembered that Wei Gui was holding a big knife, carefully cutting raw rabbit meat into small pieces——

Come, General Wei cut up the radish head and eat it.

This scene is very funny.

Seeing the smile in his eyes, Wei Gui didn't realize it, and even winked at him triumphantly.

Fu Xun frowned, raised his hand, and beckoned the carrot head that was on the wooden stand.

The carrot head fluttered its wings and gave Wei Gui a blow.

Wei Gui reacted quickly and quickly turned his head away, but a strand of hair was still caught by Ying Yu.

Fu Xun glanced at him and said lightly, "I'm sorry, you can go down and talk about it."

Wei Gui wiped his face with a smile, he didn't care, and praised the eagle's vitality, and retreated.After he left, Han Min and Fu Xun were left in front of the corridor.

There was only a quarrel in the morning, and the atmosphere was a little dignified.

Han Min was still angry and didn't want to talk to him at all.

Fu Xun wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say, and was afraid that Han Min would be annoyed if he opened his mouth.

In the end, it was Han Min who spoke, but only in polite words.

"In the past few days, I would like to thank Your Majesty for taking me in, so that I can avoid the murderous hands of King Gong. In the future, I will definitely do my best to relieve Your Majesty's worries."

He raised his hands in a bow, and Fu Xun tugged at his hanging sleeves.

"Han Min, don't..."

Han Min raised his head and continued: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will never bring personal grievances to political affairs."

But what Fu Xun wanted to say was clearly not this.

Finally, Fu Xun turned his head, took down the wooden frame hanging under the eaves, and handed him the carrot head and the wooden frame.

Han Min took the things, and the carrot head flapped its wings and landed on the shelf.He scratched the fluff on the goshawk's neck with his fingers.

The wounds on Radish's head are healed, but some places have lost hair, which hasn't grown back yet, and half of the wings and back are still bald.

After standing for a while, Han Min said to Fu Xun, "The minister is leaving first, Mr. Jiang should still be outside the palace gate, so it's not good to keep him waiting."

Fu Xun nodded coldly: "Go."

So Han Min carried the wooden shelf and walked away. When he went down the steps, the pen hanging on his waist flickered.

Fu Xun regretted it now, very much.

Originally, he coaxed him to stay in the palace for a few more days, but those ten or so braids ruined him.

If he had known that today, when Han Min woke up, he should have told Han Min that his hair was knotted and he would help you untie it.

I can do it again, talk to Han Min, maybe Han Min will think that he is careful and considerate, and it doesn't hurt at all to do hair for others.

Now he has nothing.

Eunuch Yang, Xiao Zizi, and Wei Gui waited at the bottom of the steps, and when they saw Han Min approaching, they also left.

It just so happened that Wei Gui came back after tidying up his hair messed up by the carrot head.

Seeing Fu Xun looking at Han Min, he asked, "Has Han Min moved to Liu's house?"

"Yes."

"Great……"

Fu Xun turned to look at him with a gloomy expression, Wei Gui quickly changed his words: "It's not good."

For Wei Gui, this is really good.

When he was young, he watched the two of them fight. When he grew up, ever since he heard that Han Min was living in the palace, he never stopped worrying that Han Min would have a conflict with Fu Xun.

Now that Han Min has finally moved out, he can rest assured.Furthermore, after Han Min moved out, he was not restricted by the imperial confinement, so he could look for him at any time, which was great.

Fu Xun must have thought of this too, and his gaze sank bit by bit.

"Your brother followed him, so I transferred you here."

Wei Gui cupped his fists: "I know."

"Eunuch Yang and Xiao Zizi also left."

He only spoke half a sentence.

——The two servants also left, if you talk too much, I will transfer you to be a eunuch.

Wei Gui shut his mouth aggrieved.

There were two carriages parked outside the palace gate, Jiang Huan and Chu Yu were standing aside talking.

It was mainly Chu Yu who was talking.

"Master Han is really interesting. I've never seen anyone talk to the Holy Spirit like this. Have you ever seen him?"

Jiang Huan folded his hands and said lightly, "No."

If possible, he didn't want to wait for Han Min here at all.

It's clear that the two of them had a quarrel, so he must be dragged in too.

Not very happy.

Chu Yu continued to babble: "It was the Holy One who provoked him first. I have never seen the Holy One provoke others. Have you ever seen him?"

Still indifferent: "No."

"I think this is very unusual, like it's written in a playbook, but I've never seen such a plot. Jiang Huan, have you seen it?"

"No."

"You're so boring, can you say 'no'? How do you usually write articles like this?"

Jiang Huan ignored him and looked towards the palace gate.

Han Min came out.

The noon sun was just right, shining on the gray palace wall, and the light and shadow flowed.

The sun was shining, and the plain clothes on his body had some bright colors.

Chu Yu took a few steps forward and waved at him: "Master Han!"

Han Min also called out, "Lord Chu."

Chu Yu stepped forward quickly, and took his hand with a smile: "Let's go, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Han Min greeted Jiang Huan, and Chu Yu put his arms around Han Min's shoulders, and greeted Eunuch Yang and the others: "Please go sit in my carriage, the three of us, and let the three of us talk, okay?"

Eunuch Yang also intended for Han Min to quickly make friends with officials from the DPRK and China, so that he could stand firmer, while Xiao Zizi and Wei Huan had no objections.

Eunuch Yang smiled and said, "Of course it's good, but I don't know Master Chu's carriage?"

Chu Yu pointed to the extremely luxurious carriage parked aside: "That one."

The carriage was huge, inlaid with gold and jade, and even the curtains were embroidered.

Because it was still in the filial piety three years after the death of the first emperor, a layer of white tulle was wrapped around it.It was the fabric used to make summer outerwear, and it was expensive.

Covered, it is like a layer of faint clouds, making the carriage even more gorgeous.

Chu Yu asked: "What's the matter? Oh, the carriage is simple, thank you for being wronged for a while."

By himself, he took Han Min's hand and went to the Liu family's carriage.

The Liu family is a noble family, and the carriage is also very simple.

The carriage moved, Jiang Huan was in the middle, Han Min and Chu Yu were sitting on both sides.

The tripartite literati met formally.

Han Min lifted the curtain and glanced at the carriage behind: "Lord Chu, this..."

Chu Yu scratched her head embarrassingly: "When I came to Yong'an to rush for the exam, my father made it for me. It's too stupid. I don't like to sit."

Jiang Huan added and explained: "You don't know, his family is an escort agency, and their family is well-off."

Chu Yu waved his hands again and again, denying: "Not much, not much. My father just thought that it was not easy for our family to finally have a scholar, so he used the strength of the whole family to send me to the exam."

The hope of the whole village - Chu Yu.

Han Min said: "Lord Chu is really a romantic..."

"Master Han, you are too polite. I say 'zhuoshi'."

"Zhuoshi is being polite, I...haven't taken the words yet."

Chu Yu was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he laughed out loud.

"You are so in line with the literati I imagined when I read the book."

He looked Han Min up and down: "I was born in a family of literati, the elders in the family are old historians, and the mentor is an old school official. He is young, has a good literary talent, has a strong character, and looks good, but his family is poor..."

"Ok?"

Han Min interrupted him: "Are you wrong?"

Chu Yu stopped talking and propped her head: "I'm not very suitable to be a literati, I like to act as a literati on the stage."

Han Min was about to speak, but Jiang Huan reminded him: "Don't talk to him, he will be dazed when you talk about singing, and you won't be able to stop when you want to."

"Oh."

Han Min nodded with a half understanding.

In the end Chu Yu said: "My father always said that the poorer the literati, the more solid they are. Our family is not so good. If it is not for the support of the family, he will spend all his wealth."

Han Min always felt that there was something wrong with his words.

When they arrived at Liu's mansion, the carriage entered through the side door, and the boy in the porch took a look and ran into the courtyard.

"Grandpa, young master, Second Young Master Han is here!"

Afterwards, Liu Ting hurried out from the yard with someone.

He stood in front of the carriage, held Han Min's hand, supported him, and landed firmly on the ground.

Han Min held his hand tightly, and said softly, "Senior brother."

With a smile on his face, Liu Ting pretended to sigh, "You're still like a child."

The author has something to say: The old Fu who stayed behind in the palace: I regret it now, especially regret it

It's just an ordinary and simple literati group, Your Majesty need not be jealous

Pang Pangsheng held up the support sign: My generation of literati came out of Dingyuan, and the seven sons of Dingyuan decided the universe!

Old Fu: There are six more holding hands with my wife like this! (overthrowing feudal rule in a fit of rage)