After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

Ji Heng only came to Yong'an City a few years ago, so naturally he doesn't recognize Han Min.

From what the boy said, he was just a young man who had his home confiscated and sent to prison, so he didn't pay much attention to him.

Han Min only glanced at him, but lowered his head and asked Wen Yan, "What happened to the old fan seller?"

Wen Yan said: "I..."

Ji Heng interrupted him loudly: "Mr. Wen is kind, so naturally..."

Han Min patted Wen Yan's shoulder, turned his head, and said seriously, "Master Ji, the Ji family doesn't have a tutor, and the Li family didn't teach you either?"

Ji Heng said: "You also know the Li family, my uncle..."

"Believe in the prince?"

"Exactly."

"You call the Lord Xin 'Uncle', since you want to compare, do you know what I call him?" Han Min smiled, "I follow the Holy Father and the Fifth Prince, and call him 'Little Uncle', so it seems to be Parents are closer than mothers. Besides, your surname is not 'Li', and you are not his son or my younger brother. What is there to say?"

Ji Heng was choked by him, and then said: "You fart, how can my uncle have a nephew like you?"

"Yes or no, when my little uncle comes back from the Mingshan mausoleum, Mr. Ji can just go and ask. Perhaps Mr. Ji can't wait, so he can go directly to ask the emperor or the fifth prince."

Ji Heng's face was ashen, and his teeth were gnashing loudly.

The letter king Li Shu didn't know anything about what he did, so how could he ask?

It is even more impossible to ask the emperor and prince.

Han Min looked like he had just realized that he had said something wrong, covered his mouth, and exclaimed: "Yo, I guess it's Mr. Ji who lives in chaos, unlike Mr. Wen Bian and Mr. Zhang Wen. He is an official in the court; he is not like Chu Zhuoshi and Chu Tanhualang, who passed the imperial examination. Therefore, he has no chance to meet the Holy Majesty and the Fifth Prince."

He patted his head: "Look at my memory, the two masters, Wen Chu, are originally the dragon and phoenix among people, how can Mr. Ji compare with them? After staying with smart friends for a long time, I seem to be more and more stupid .”

Han Min breathed a sigh of relief again, and said with a smile, "However, fortunately, my powerful friends don't dislike me. It's pretty good to be able to hang out with them."

He belittled Ji Heng and defended Wen Yan every sentence. He spoke so fast that Ji Heng couldn't even keep up. How could he find his fault.

Really speechless, so angry that he didn't say a word, he went back to the cabin.

Seeing him go back, Chu Yu was immediately amused, and pinched Han Min's face: "Han Min's mouth, today is the second time I have seen it."

Wen Yan also laughed and shook his head, saying: "I didn't go that day when Prince Gong forced the palace, so today is my eyes opened."

Han Min folded his hands and raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "It's different too."

For Prince Gong and his group of literati, there must be justifications and justifications, and they must be listed one by one in order to silence the other party.

For those like Ji Heng who use his uncle's name as a dominance, it is enough to bring out someone who is more powerful than him, and it doesn't take much effort.

Han Min was in a good mood, humming a little tune, leaning on the bow of the boat, looking at the scenery with one leg crossed.

Yuanyang Lake has a small island in the center of the lake. It is said that the lake was dug when the city was built and built with mud from the bottom of the lake.

A hundred years later, bamboo trees grew on the silt, and wealthy businessmen who love elegance invested in a stone pavilion with raised eaves in the middle of the lake, which has become a must-see place for lake tours.

At this time, the painting boat slowly approached the small island in the center of the lake, and the water wave flowed, faintly sending laughter.

When you get closer, you can see several table cases in the pavilion, with various seasonal and fresh melons and fruits on the table.

A young man in a blue shirt saw them, stood up and waved to them: "Is this Master Chu Zhuo Shi Chu?"

Chu Yu replied, "Exactly." He took Han Min's hand, "Go, go and have a look."

It was just an elegant meeting among literati, Han Min hadn't returned to Yong'an City for two years, and the young masters and brothers in the city seemed to have changed.

He used to play with Fu Rang and Wei Gui, but now they each have their own things to do, so they can't get together.

He saluted after Chu Yu, and found a seat to sit down.Picking up the wine glass on the case, smelling the slightly crimson peach blossom wine in the glass.

Wen Yan pressed his hand: "No drinking, you can't see the way clearly after drinking, what should you do if you push me into the water?"

Han Min leaned over and took a sip, then put down his glass: "Okay, just take a sip. It's delicious, do you want to have a sip?"

Wen Yan turned his head: "No, drinking is a mistake."

Han Min propped his head up and watched the young masters talking with great interest.

Then a familiar painting boat approached, Ji Heng waved his folding fan and walked into the stone pavilion.

Chu Yu carried Die Qingxing, walked from the crowd to Han Min and Wen Yan, sat down between them, and reminded them, "Ji Heng is here."

Han Min took a green apricot casually, took a bite, and then gasped.

"very sour."

Ji Heng shook his folding fan, greeted everyone, and said: "I heard that you are here at the Gathering, and you came here uninvited, forgive me."

His reputation in Yong'an City was not very good, but due to his status, everyone still greeted him.

The servant behind Ji Hengchao beckoned: "It just so happened that I got an inscription written by Xie Dingyuan ten years ago a few days ago, so I can cheer you up."

The boy was indeed holding a brocade box in his hand.

Xie Dingyuan's reputation in Daqi is not in vain, as soon as he said this, the people around him also forgot what kind of person Ji Heng really was, and started talking about Xie Dingyuan in a low voice.

However, Ji Heng said leisurely: "It's not difficult to reward you with the inscriptions. I just thought that Xie Dingyuan was also a person who won the number one prize. You have outstanding literary talents and good conduct, so you can naturally appreciate it. As for some people who still wear People who are guilty, don't they—”

His eyes fell on Han Min: "Please, Mr. Han, please stay away? It won't spoil Xie Dingyuan's words."

At that time Han Min was eating green apricots in small bites, his brows were so sour that he frowned, and he didn't care what he said at all.

Everyone looked at him, because he didn't say much, and they didn't pay much attention to him just now, and it was around this time that they recognized him as Han Min.

Someone hesitated and said, "Isn't that bad? Mr. Han..."

Han Min quietly asked the system: "Do you want to see your Xie Dingyuan?"

The system hurriedly said: "Think!"

"Then I'll ask Ji Heng to open the brocade box for you to have a look. If it's fake, don't be disappointed."

Han Min sat in his seat, looked back without fear, and asked, "I can live in Funing Palace, I can go to Fengqian Palace, but I can't come to Huxinzhou, Yuanyang Lake?"

He continued: "Xie Dingyuan was dissatisfied with the formation of cliques in the court of Song Dynasty, so he resigned angrily. Now that Mr. Ji is using Xie Dingyuan's calligraphy and painting to drive me away, wouldn't it be that he is using Xie Dingyuan's name to form cliques, which makes him even more uncomfortable? shame?"

"Oh, that's all, Mr. Ji can't tolerate me."

Han Min got up to leave, lowered his head and patted Chu Yu's shoulder, and said to him, "I'll wait for you on the boat."

Chu Yu and Wen Yan naturally knew that he would not leave, but how could others let him go?

If he left, wouldn't they become the same people as Ji Heng?

So they quickly grabbed Han Min.

"Mr. Han, Mr. Han, don't be angry. Anyone can come to this small continent. What's the matter if you just leave like this?"

"Mr. Ji, if you are willing to take out the inscription, you can lend it to us. If you don't want to, you don't have to do it like this."

Ji Heng originally wanted to take the opportunity to squeeze him away, but at this moment he was stuck, so he could only open the brocade box by himself.

Han Min turned his head and said in his heart, "Tongtong, come and see, your favorite Xie Dingyuan is here..."

Before the words were finished, the system scoffed: "This is not Xie Dingyuan's words."

"It looks different to me."

It's just that Han Min hadn't spoken yet, but Chu Yu laughed out loud.

Everyone looked at him again: "Young Master Chu?"

Chu Yu hid his face and laughed for a long time before explaining: "Everyone, I'm sorry, this is a parody I made in my spare time."

Ji Heng's expression changed: "Don't talk nonsense, I know you and Han Min are together..."

"That is indeed my forgery. Xie Dingyuan used to be from the Song Dynasty, and I am also from the Song Dynasty. We studied together in Jiangbei when we were young. I have seen him write, and he can write two strokes. I think his calligraphy is in the south of the Yangtze River. It’s hard to find, I just wrote a picture on a whim a few days ago.”

Chu Yu suppressed a smile: "Originally, I asked my servants to take it and burn it, but I didn't want them to frame it and sell it, and even sold it to Mr. Ji."

Ji Heng said: "Impossible, I asked the gentleman from the painting and calligraphy shop to look at it, this..."

Chu Yu fell to the side and leaned against Wen Yan's wheelchair, as if he had lost the strength to laugh.

"Look at the lower right corner of the seal. Is there a vertical stripe? I carved it out of a radish. I removed the frame. Behind the word 'Xie', there is a small word 'Stay', written by me." Let's make fun of him."

He said it with a nose and eyes, but Ji Heng insisted on seeing if it was true or not.

Ji Heng murmured: "Impossible, impossible, I spent several thousand taels..."

He originally bought this calligraphy to show off at the Spring Festival, but today Han Min provoked him, so he took it out to take the opportunity to exclude Han Min, but he didn't want the calligraphy to be fake.

He was busy tearing apart the paper, and at the other end, Chu Yu didn't want to know how much money he spent to buy this fake painting, so he smiled and threw a green apricot to Han Min, and said leisurely, "That's not the tenth year of Xie Dingyuan. The inscription before was my forgery ten days ago."

Just at this time, a slightly quaint painting boat unknowingly docked, and Eunuch Yang and Xiao Zizi came ashore for some unknown reason.

They didn't know what happened, they waited and watched outside for a while, and after understanding the matter, Eunuch Yang let Xiao Zizi go first.

Xiao Zizi trotted forward and said to Han Min, "My lord, why are you here?"

Han Min asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Zizi said: "Someone is coming from the palace."

He didn't say this aloud at first, but Ji Heng always paid attention to the movements on their side, just to catch Han Min.

Hearing him say that, is that okay?

He then said: "I think the Holy One sent someone to question the crime..."

Xiao Zizi usually speaks eloquently, but at this time, he pretended to be clumsy: "Young master, you can't say that, our young master..."

Ji Heng waited to see his jokes, Han Min thought to himself, although he and Fu Xun didn't get along with each other on trivial matters, but Fu Xun wouldn't tear him down at this time. Just relax.

He flicked Xiao Zizi's forehead, pretending to be angry and said: "I can't speak clearly, please go and invite the father-in-law over there."

Not many people know about Eunuch Yang leaving the palace.Seeing that he was old, he was regarded as the great eunuch beside the emperor.

Eunuch Yang has served in the palace for so many years, and he has seen many things about stepping on the low and worshiping the high.

He wanted to vent his anger on Han Min, so he saluted Han Min, as if greeting Han Min, and said, "Originally, the old minister brought people to the Liu Mansion, and he was waiting for the lord to go back to receive the order, but he didn't want the lord to be here, so the old official can easily find him."

He straightened his face and said solemnly: "The sage said that when Lord Han is invited to enter the palace to thank you, he should wear an official uniform, so that the sage can see whether the official uniform fits, and if it does not fit, I will send the embroidered lady of the weaving mansion to change it. "

Han Min had tried on an official uniform earlier, and it fit quite well. It is expected that the other pieces were also made according to that size.Bringing it up now is also to support him.

Eunuch Yang continued: "A few days ago, the Holy Majesty saw that the pens you brought were old, and they were the ones you used a few years ago. I picked a few for you, and I don't know if you are used to them. You don't have to worry about other things, why? Change it as you like it.”

Ji Heng's face turned red, he couldn't speak, and looked at the people around him.

He originally wanted to use these people to teach Han Min a lesson, but in the end, these people didn't fall for it and hated him even more.

For a while, he said Mr. Han was a guilty minister, and for a while he said that the palace sent someone to inquire about the crime, and his thoughts were very poisonous, so why didn't he hope that someone would treat him better?

Han Min rolled his eyes. Although Fu Xun liked to play with his hair, he still gave him face in front of outsiders.

He bid farewell to everyone: "In that case, I will go first."

Han Min told Chu Yu, "Be careful of Wen Yan's legs."

Chu Yu patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I will send him back safely."

"There is also the matter that you and Xie Dingyuan are classmates. I will interrogate you when I come back."

Chu Yu waved his hand: "Go quickly."

Han Min waved at Wen Yan: "Bianzhang, then I'll be leaving first."

"Go."

Finally, Han Min thought about it, and gave Ji Heng the green apricot in his hand.

Han Min raised his eyebrows at him: "Huh?"

On Ji Heng's painting boat, a branch of red plums with double stems is depicted.

Red plums and green apricots.

No matter how domineering Qing Xing is, she can't become Hong Li.

Eunuch Yang and Xiao Zizi hugged Han Min onto the simple boat.

The small boat travels far, and Ji Heng can't stay here.

When boarding the boat, he snatched the calligraphy and painting of "Xie Dingyuan" from the boy's hand, and threw it into the water together with Qing Xing.

The boat that Han Min boarded was very simple, with a small hull and without too many decorations.

Han Min recognized this boat. He used this boat when he was swimming with his friends when he was a child, from the age of five to 15.

This boat belongs to Fu Le, Prince Yue.

I don't know how Eunuch Yang was mobilized.

Han Min walked on the corridor, turned to ask Eunuch Yang, "Why are you..."

Eunuch Yang pushed him towards the door and winked at him.

Han Min was a little puzzled, knocked on the door, then opened it and went in.

The green smoke was faint, and there was a person sitting on the cushion by the window.

Fu Xun was dressed in soap-blue casual clothes, his hair was tied with a sapphire crown, and he tilted his head to look at the water flowing out of the window. He looked noble but relaxed.

Han Min originally thought it was Prince Yue Fu Le or Fifth Prince Fu Rang who helped him out of the siege, so he pushed open the door with a happy face and saw that it was Fu Xun, but he didn't react.

Before saluting, Fu Xun said, "What are you doing standing there?"

Han Min touched his face, he felt that he was obviously not stupid.

Forget it, Fu Xun sold him such a big favor in front of so many people, and he can barely be said once.

just one time.

Han Min stepped forward and bowed, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Before Fu Xun could speak, the boat jolted a bit, Han Min couldn't stand still, and his whole body tilted to the side, Fu Xun reached out to support him, and pulled him towards him.

Seeing that Han Min was about to throw himself into his arms, Fu Xun even raised his other hand to get ready.

As a result, Han Min hugged his arm and sat down on the ground.

Han Min laughed dryly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Fu Xun quietly put away the other hand that wanted to hold him, and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, go and sit down."

"Yes."

Han Min tidied up his clothes and sat down on the cushion in front of him with a small square table in between.

There were some seasonal fruits on the table, Han Min twirled a small cherry to eat, and asked, "Why did Your Majesty come here?"

"I sent someone to Liu Mansion this morning to deliver something to you. I was waiting for you to come over in the palace to thank you, but they came back and said you were not here."

Fu Xun turned the fruit plate around calmly, so that the side of Little Cherry was directly opposite to him.

He continued: "I borrowed a painting boat from Uncle Wang to swim in the lake, and I happened to meet. Eunuch Yang and Xiao Zizi came out to look for you, and they wanted you to come to the palace to thank you."

Han Min asked: "Has the reward arrived at the Liu Manor? Do I want to go back now? But if I go to the palace to thank you now, who do I want to thank?"

Fu Xun said quickly: "Don't worry, I have already told the Liu family not to worry, I will go back after you have had enough fun."

Han Min looked distressed and looked out the window.

Fu Xun followed his gaze and heard him say, "Then Chu Yu and Wen Yan should be brought here together."

How dare you mention another man in front of me, or two!

Fu Xun said without changing his expression: "It's already gone far, it's too late."

"Okay then." Han Min looked back reluctantly, propped his head, and said casually, "I used to come to the lake with a large group of friends. It seems to be the first time I came alone with you."

"Yes."

Han Min smiled, looked down and saw the jug on the table, picked up the jug and poured half a glass of sake.

He was under twenty and rarely drank alcohol.

Fu Xun frowned and asked, "Did you drink outside just now?"

Han Min sniffed his sleeve, smiled and said, "I took a sip, but Wen Bianzhang didn't drink any more because he was afraid that I would push him into the water."

He held up the wine glass and glanced down: "The one I drank just now is a little different from this one. That one is a little red and a little sweet. Yours... has no color."

Before Fu Xun had time to stop him, he lifted his wine glass and raised his head.

He was also very careful, so he took a small sip, but he didn't know that it was too spicy, and it made him cough.

Han Min covered his face with his sleeves, turned his head and coughed for a while: "I... oh my god, you drink this? Don't, don't put it here to deceive me."

Fu Xun laughed, raised his hand to fill up the wine glass in front of him, and waved it in front of Han Min.

Han Min stepped back while waving his hands: "It's no big deal, you can do it yourself."

The comparison was mediocre, Fu Xun drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Covering it with his sleeve, he was still coughing a bit, Han Min watched his Adam's apple slide up and down without blushing.

Han Min exclaimed, "Oh! You are so good. Fortunately, in Tongzhou at that time, Grandpa wanted to call you to drink, and I blocked it for you. So you know how to drink."

Fu Xun put down his wine glass, the liquor scorched his throat, and his voice was a little hoarse: "You think everyone is like you, and you can't do this or that if you're not an adult."

"What's wrong with not being an adult? I'm young." Fu Xun raised his hand and pressed the corners of his eyes, which were reddish from coughing, with his thumb, and Han Min slapped him away.

Han Min threatened fiercely, "Don't move around, don't think I don't know what you want to do."

Fu Xun chuckled: "What do I want to do?"

"You want to play with my hair." Han Min was very serious, stretched out his index finger, swayed it from side to side, and said word by word, "No."

"Ah... yes, I want to move your hair again, if you can't, then you can't."

Fu Xun withdrew his hand and turned the fruit plate around.

Han Min bowed his head to peel the fruit and ate it. He didn't hear him speak for a long time, so he thought he was angry because he didn't let him play.

So he peeled two fruits, gave one to Fu Xun, and found another topic: "When did you learn to drink?"

"When leading troops in the northwest."

So it was so, Han Min understood.

The Huai River here divides the area into Jiangnan and Jiangbei. Jiangnan is their Daqi, and Jiangbei is Song State. Xie Dingyuan and Chu Yu were originally from Song State.

Fu Xun led the army at the age of 15, together with the faithful prince Li Shu, the blood of the previous generations approached all the way, and took the northwest side into his pocket.On the map, the situation of encircling Song State gradually appeared.

It's bitterly cold in the northwest, so I should drink some spirits to keep warm.

Fu Xun wrote lightly: "Sometimes wolves howl in the desert, and I can't sleep at night. Drinking a little will make me feel better."

Han Min understood, nodded, and patted him on the shoulder like a good brother: "Thank you, guardian of peace."

Fu Xun choked, not knowing how to respond, he only said, "It should."

Xu Shi drank two kinds of wine at the same time. Han Min, who doesn't drink much, couldn't bear it. He rubbed his brows and wanted to lie down and sleep for a while.

There may be some suspicions of being inappropriate before the imperial court, so he specifically asked Fu Xun for his opinion.

After Fu Xun agreed, he straightened his sleeves and got down on the table.

After closing his eyes for a while, he suddenly sat up.

He said seriously: "Don't play with my hair."

He was probably frightened, Fu Xun laughed and said, "Okay."

The effect of alcohol, plus Chu Yu forced him to get up in the morning, Fu Xun was next to him, Han Min was in a deep sleep, Fu Xun even called him several times, but he didn't respond.

Instead, he smacked his lips and wrapped his arms around him.

There was a small case in the middle, which was a bit awkward, so Fu Xun sat beside him and let him hug him.

In the end, Han Min didn't have any intention of overstepping. When he said he held his arm, he just held his arm and never moved forward a little bit.

Fu Xun couldn't figure it out at first, but later he understood, the gesture of Han Min hugging him——

It was exactly the same as when he was sleeping at night, holding the long sword.

It was the first time that he hated his sword like this, Fu Xun looked out the window.

He casually picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

When it was time to put it back, I realized that what I drank was Han Min's leftover half cup of wine.

Fu Xun's ears were slightly hot, and he pushed the wine glass down.

If Han Min saw this, he must laugh at him.

But in the past in the Northwest, when he drank at night, he would always want to see Han Min, and his ears would turn red.

At noon, when the boat docked, Han Min was startled awake by the shaking of the boat planks, opened his eyes, and after a while, realized that he was not in his room, nor was he holding the sword.

He let go of his hand, Fu Xun withdrew his hand expressionlessly, and shook his arm.

Han Min felt embarrassed, and squeezed his arm for him: "I'm sorry."

He knew that the boat had docked, but seeing that Fu Xun had no intention of leaving, he was a little puzzled and didn't move.

Fu Xun said, "I'll go back after you've had enough fun. Don't worry."

The palace people had already been waiting on the shore with various food boxes in their hands.

Then the waiter on the boat took the food box and laid it out on the table.

The dishes are not big, but they are all very delicate dishes, which are placed firmly.

There is no need for people to serve food, it is still only the two of them.

When I was young, my friends often stayed on the boat for a whole day, and Han Min didn't find it strange, and accepted it calmly.

While chatting, we ate lunch for half an hour slowly.

Leaving the palace servants to pack their things, the two of them went out and stood at the stern to enjoy the breeze.

The afternoon in March was already hot and dry, and the boats for the morning cruise had already landed on the shore, and the lake was blue and stretched for thousands of miles.

Han Min wakes up after a nap, very refreshed.

The wind bulged his robe, and he hid secretly under it, stretching his hands and stretching his waist.

Fu Xun stood side by side with him and saw his little movements.

Han Min turned his head and found him looking at him, so he smiled at him.

The southeast wind was blowing on the lake. At this time, two small boats on the river quickly approached here by taking advantage of the wind and the current.

Fu Xun caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, stared at it, and quickly reacted, grabbed Han Min's hand and sent him back to the cabin.

His tone was serious: "Don't come out."

The author has something to say: Pang Pangsheng made a play beforehand: Your Majesty, this chapter will be drunk, and there are many words of boats.play

Old Fu: Heck, okay?