After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

After dinner, the three old people sat side by side in the yard to enjoy the shade.

Eunuch Yang looked around and asked, "Where's Old Liang? Why didn't you come?"

Grandpa Han stroked his beard: "Min Min said that he was going to play some polo today. The Holy Majesty and Princess Song were both injured, so they must have gone to see a doctor again."

Senior Senior Officer Liu smiled: "He is diligent and never rests when he is old."

The three laughed together, the retired father-in-law, the historian and the academic officer wantonly mocked the serving imperial physician.

After the wind blew for a while, Eunuch Yang pointed to Han Shi and Han Min in the corridor not far away.

"These two little dolls are still exactly the same as when they were young. The elder brother took the younger brother to play."

He took out a booklet of idioms from his sleeve, flipped through it: "Oh, this one is called brother and friend brother Gong."

Grandpa Han looked at it and smiled with satisfaction: "It's the same as when I was a child."

How did they know that Han Min sat on the railing with his back to them, almost crying out of grievance.

It turned out that Han Shi and him were holding an Emei thorn in their hands.

According to the atlas, Han Zhi is teaching Han Min how to practice martial arts.

Reluctantly, Han Min's hand was very powerful when holding the pen. When he picked up these things, even he couldn't control his hand, and he almost stabbed his leg several times.

Every time he suggested in a low voice, or just forget it, Han Shi raised his head, looked at him coldly, and said, "You are always like this, what can you do if you are alone outside and being bullied?"

Han Min whimpered, "Who will bully me?"

"Someone will bully you anyway, learn quickly."

Hearing what his elder brother said, Han Min could only reluctantly raise his hand again.

I also heard my elder brother say: "Learn half of the book today, and learn the second half tomorrow."

Han's Emei Thorn two-day crash course.

Han Min blinked his eyes: "Brother, are you asleep? Otherwise, why are you talking in your sleep?"

"Don't joke, learn quickly."

Han Min frowned, closed his eyes hard, and then looked back.The eyes are illuminated by the lantern candlelight under the eaves, full of water.

Seeing his appearance, Eunuch Yang quickly sat up from the reclining chair: "Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you?"

This caused the other two elders to also look at him, Han Min didn't answer, but secretly glanced at his elder brother.

Eunuch Yang understood and waved to him: "Come here, poor little one, you were bullied by your brother, right?"

So Han Min happily returned the Emei thorn to his elder brother, and said, "Brother, I'll go then."

He walked into the room, moved a small bench, and brought out his big white cat, and sat down beside Eunuch Yang.

Han Zhi also pushed the wheelchair over, and Grandpa Han asked, "What did you ask your brother to do to make him unhappy?"

"Teach him martial arts, he is not willing."

"It's fine if he doesn't want to, just ignore him."

"Going out in the future..."

"How can there be so many dangers? It's okay. If there is danger, there are also guards and them. They are good at martial arts. When the time comes, your brother can just hide behind them."

"That's right." Eunuch Yang also said, "Besides, isn't there a sage? The sage is also very good at martial arts."

Han Zhi's heart choked, don't mention the Holy Spirit, isn't he the one to guard against?

Han Min said: "Grandpa is biased. My brother asked me to study half of the book today and half of the book tomorrow. Is this normal?"

Eunuch Yang touched his head and stuffed him with a plate full of peeled walnuts: "Don't be angry, come and eat."

Han Min held the plate, and the cat in his arms stretched out its paws to grab it, and Han Min held it down: "Tongzi, you can't do it now, you can eat it when you become a human."

Old senior officer Liu laughed loudly: "How can it become a human?" He glanced at the cat lying on his lap again: "Is it getting skinny again?"

Han Min shivered as he hugged the system, "Students don't dare."

The old man went to bed early, and after talking for a while, he broke up.

Senior Senior Officer Liu is going back to the mansion, and Eunuch Yang has moved to live in Han's house a few days ago.

After sending Grandpa and Eunuch Yang back to their rooms, Han Min turned to look at his elder brother, said "Brother has a sweet dream", and ran away, afraid that he would let him practice martial arts.

Although Fu Xun's long sword was at his side, he was still used to going to bed late.

He leaned over the desk to write a manuscript, and the system was running to lose weight.

Han Min said, "Why don't you cut it down, the teacher should be sad when he sees it."

The system said: "Do you want to raise a piglet?"

Han Min paused: "Let's reduce it."

There is still a short paragraph left in the manuscript, and Han Min will continue today, writing about the Holy Majesty and the Prime Minister, always feeling very uncomfortable.

Han Min thought, maybe Jiang Huan was usually too indifferent, with a very cool look, and he was a little afraid of him, so he didn't dare to write his story.

He took a deep breath, settled his mind, and thought that after finishing this book, there were only two books left.

When he finishes writing the last two books in one go, he will "wash his hands in the golden basin", and Brother Jiang will definitely not find out.

Fu Xun probably wouldn't either.

Early the next morning, Han Min took the finished manuscript to Baishi Bookstore.

Mr. Ge took the opportunity to take a few glances: "I'm looking forward to watching it too." Han Min moved closer to him and asked in a low voice, "Sir, Zhuoshi's "Liang" hasn't started selling yet, has it?"

Mr. Ge turned his head and looked around: "Didn't you ask you to stay and sell it with yours? Zhuoshi brought the manuscript over a long time ago, and urged me several times, and I blocked it for you."

"Thank you Mr. Ge."

"Then we can sell them together now?"

Han Min smiled slyly: "Yes."

"That's okay, it will come out in a few days, you go back and hurry up and write the next one."

In the past few days, my friends are all busy with their own affairs, and Han Min is also preparing to tie the crown, and writes a storybook in his spare time.

Soon it was the day before the crown.

That evening, while he was nestling in his room writing a manuscript, he suddenly heard someone talking outside.

The system lying beside him also stood up and pricked up its ears.

Han Min put down his pen, got up and went out.

Han Li vaguely heard Han Li say: "Master Chu is here to find Brother Min? It's time for dinner soon, do you want to go out together?"

Han Min pushed open the door and saw Chu Yu was also outside.

Chu Yu glanced at him, nodded to Han Li: "Yes, I'll invite him out to play." He looked at Han Min again: "Go and change clothes."

Han Li said again: "Where are you going?"

There was no smile in Chu Yu's eyes: "Go to the Songzhu Hall to listen to the music. You have to prepare for the exam, so you shouldn't indulge in these, so as not to spoil you. It means that Han Min will wear the crown tomorrow, so I will take him to play."

Han Li couldn't hold back his face, and before he could speak again, Chu Yu pushed Han Min back to the room and closed the door behind his back.

Han Min paused for a while, and finally asked, "Where did you say you were taking me?"

"Songzhuguan, change your clothes quickly. Bizhang and the others are waiting for you outside."

"Why do you want to go to the Shochikukan?"

"They said they want to open your eyes and see the world, so as not to be deceived in the future."

"What kind of nonsense is this?"

Chu Yu pushed him forward: "Go and change clothes."

Unable to resist him, Han Min had no choice but to change into satin clothes with dark patterns.

Knowing everyone from the Han family, Chu Yu greeted them and took Han Min away.

Two carriages were waiting outside, Wen Yan, Xie Yan and Liu Ting were all there.

Chu Yu pulled Han Min: "The person has been brought out, you can go."

Han Min rode in the same carriage as Chu Yu and Wen Yan.

He thought for a while: "What are you going to Songzhu Pavilion for?"

Chu Yu said: "Didn't you say everything just now?"

Han Min looked at Wen Yan: "Benzhang?"

Wen Yan nodded solemnly: "I also think it is very necessary. You will be very busy tomorrow, and you probably won't be able to come out, so I just go and have a look today."

Han Min reached out to touch his forehead: "You are not Wen Bianzhang, you are fake."

Wen Yan pushed his hand away: "I'm serious, your senior brother feels the same way."

He always thought that when Han Min was in Tongzhou, Fu Xun ignored him.

The steelyard in my heart slid to Han Min.

Yiru Street is much deserted than before. In the past, Chu Yu was in charge of labor reform here, and he knew all the young masters in Songzhu Pavilion.

Seeing Chu Yu bring people over, they all went forward to welcome him and surrounded him to the private room.

"It's rare for Master Chu to come here, what do you want to eat?"

"Could it be that there is work to do again? Will you be rewarded this time?"

Chu Yu smiled, and pulled Han Min over: "Bring a friend over to listen to the music, and let him choose."

Never seen such a posture before, Han Min kept hiding behind him: "No, no, no."

Chu Yu grabbed his hand: "Songzhu Pavilion has been rectified, now it's just listening to music, what are you afraid of? Come, order one."

Han Min wished he could run away, but being held down by Chu Yu, he could only close his eyes and point to a random place.

The young man in white who was holding the zither took half a step forward and said with a smile, "I have a predestined relationship with you."

Han Min opened his eyes and looked at him with some doubts. The young man in white continued, "I met you before. That day when you came out of the Tianxiang Building opposite, I played the piano upstairs."

He just remembered that when he bought an old house in Tianxiang Tower that day, he and Fu Xun came out of the building, and when he got into the carriage, he looked at it several times curiously, which made Fu Xun unhappy.

"That is indeed..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt his friends staring at him.

Little villain, you have even been to Tianxiang Tower.

Han Min waved his hand in a disguised way: "Let's go, don't you want to listen to the music?" He smiled at the young master playing the piano: "Let's go."

When several friends passed by him, each of them patted his head.

Han Min rubbed his head, and followed up aggrievedly.

The room was very spacious. The young man in white set up the piano, folded up his clothes and sat down, looking forward.

They brought Han Min here today, so they let Han Min sit in the middle.

Han Min smiled and said, "As you like, you can play whatever you like."

The young man in white responded, his fingertips across the strings.

After he finished playing a piece, Han Min also ate several pieces of snacks.

Seeing that he didn't seem interested, Chu Yu got up and said, "I'll call two more for you to see."

Liu Ting ordered a dozen or so wine jugs, and sat down beside Han Min: "Come on, senior brother will teach you. Don't drink any of these at the banquet from now on..."

Wen Yan also sat down beside him, opened the jug, and approached him: "It's always right to be careful, smell it, don't drink it."

Han Min sniffed it, and wrinkled his face from the heat.

He looked at Xie Yan, Xie Yan originally wanted to speak for him, but at this moment Chu Yu came back.

He didn't dare to speak out.

Behind Chu Yu were two young masters holding a pipa and a Yueqin respectively.

"I'm back, there are cold ones, warm ones, and crazy ones, Han Min, take a look."

Han Min raised his head and asked in a low voice, "Why do you want me to see him?"

Chu Yu also sat next to him: "Actually, I don't think it's necessary, but if Bianzhang and Biezhou want to do this, there's nothing I can do about it. Just take a look."

"No, I mean, don't look at them, just look at you."

Han Min pointed at Wen Yan: "It's cool."

Pointing to Liu Ting: "Tender." Pointing to Chu Yu: "Fantasy."

Finally, he looked at Xie Yan again: "Crazy."

The four people all looked at him, and Han Min was stared nervously: "What's wrong? I'm always surrounded by flowers and loved by everyone, don't you think it? Afraid that I'll be cheated? It's a joke, I have you all Enough is enough, I have seen a few otherworldly literati, and ordinary people in the world can't get into my eyes."

Wen Yan sneered: "You are quite ambitious."

As soon as Han Min shook hands, his gaze was firm: "I want all of you four. Don't worry, I'll wear the crown tomorrow. How about it, do you want me to order one of you now?"

Chu Yu said: "Have you been drinking? Which of you made him drink? How did you get him drunk so quickly?"

Wen Yan squeezed Han Min's face: "I don't think we need to teach him anything, it's all useless to worry about, he's smart on his own."

Liu Ting said: "It doesn't matter if you're drunk, but if you're drunk, you won't remember who beat him."

It was a joke, but after Han Min made a fuss, they didn't say anything about teaching him anymore, leaving only the young man in white playing the piano, and each went about his own business.

Han Min ate some snacks, pursed the corners of his lips, and wanted to chat with someone, but was driven back everywhere he went.

He tugged on Wen Yan's sleeve: "Benzhang?"

Wen Yan turned his head: "I don't dare to talk to you anymore, so you think of us as flowers and butterflies."

Han Min said: "How dare I? Bianzhang, at least they are alpine snow lotus and Garuda. It's boring to talk."

Wen Yan glanced at him indifferently, but didn't speak.

It just so happened that the young man in white had finished his song, and they ignored Han Min, so Han Min went to talk to him.

"I haven't learned how to play the piano yet, so I have the courage to ask my husband for advice."

He smiled: "My lord, you are too polite."

With one finger, he plucked each of the strings, teaching Han Min very carefully.Han Min also tried to dial.

Over there, the four exchanged a look.

Trapped in the flowers, loved by the flowers.Han Min is really not talking nonsense, he can chat with anyone.

It took a long time before Han Min stumbled and played half of the piece of music under his guidance.

Then someone knocked on the door outside the room: "Young Master Yun, it's in the flower pharmacy."

Han Min turned his head back: "Master Yun, can you stay with us for another hour?"

"I'm sorry, the guests over there have made an appointment first."

"Okay, excuse me."

Han Min pursed his lips, and looked at the young man in white reluctantly.

He smiled warmly and said, "Young master, come back next time, and I will teach you how to play the second half of the song."

"alright."

He got up to say goodbye, but suddenly remembered something, and said to Han Min: "I want to go back and change my clothes, can you please help me carry Qin to the flower pharmacy?"

Han Min nodded, "Okay."

Mr. Yun still smiled: "Thank you, go out and go to the left, the room at the end is there."

"it is good."

After saying hello to his friends, Han Min went out with Qin in his arms.

Walking to the left, at the end, Han Min knocked on the door, and the person inside answered, before he opened the door and went in.

Covered by the usual plain curtains in the Songzhu Pavilion, Han Min walked in holding the qin. Before he could speak, he suddenly felt that the people sitting inside looked familiar.

When he stared inside, the person inside also saw him, and with a backhand, he put the teacup in his hand upside down on the table.

Under the rage, the tone of his speech was not pleasant: "What are you doing here?"

Han Min rushed up to lift the curtain, and said angrily, "I still want to ask what your Majesty is doing here."

Behind the curtain, Fu Xun sat upright, with the tea cup upside down in his hand, and the tea flowed across the table, trickling down to the floor.

Han Min glanced at him, snorted, and looked away.

"I said that when I looked at Mr. Yun, why did you think His Majesty was angry. It turned out that it was someone with poor eyesight who accidentally offended His Majesty."

In fact, Fu Xun is not the only one here, the trustworthy king Li Shu, Prince Yue and the fifth prince Fu Rang are all there.

Seeing that the emperor's brother looked very pale, Fu Rang hurried forward and pulled Han Min.

Before he could speak, he heard Fu Xun say: "It's not what you think, he is a hidden stake in the Songzhu Pavilion. Recently, Zhao Cun often comes here to meet Song Guoxizuo, and I come here with several princes to discuss matters."

Han Min choked, completely unaware that the son who taught him how to play the piano just now was someone arranged by Fu Xun.

Just as he was about to apologize, Mr. Yun came back.

He took the zither from Han Min's hand: "Master Han, please run."

Han Min laughed dryly, "You're welcome."

Fu Xun looked unhappy, picked up the upside-down teacup, and smashed it on the table again.

"Come here, what are you doing here?"

The reason was not very legitimate, and Han Min didn't dare to reply loudly: "Come here and listen to the music."

"you alone?"

"That's not true, there are still Zhushi and Zhuanzhang."

Not talking about the matter, Fu Xun got up suddenly, took his hand and walked out.

In the room, Mr. Yun stood where he was, and Prince Yue smiled helplessly: "Why do you bother to provoke them?"

He said: "I am a good Mr. Yun, and because Mr. Han looked at me twice and liked me, I was code-named Cotton. If you change the prince, will the prince be happy?"

"Your Majesty has always been proud of the court. This time, I would like to thank you for pushing Mr. Han towards him. Did Mr. Han get annoyed just now? But for some reason, he just can't get angry."

Fu Rang looked puzzled: "Little Uncle Wang, what are you talking about?"

Prince Yue patted his head affectionately: "You are always late, so don't worry."

Han Min was dragged forward by Fu Xun, all the way aggressively, the young masters holding musical instruments avoided them.

Fu asked, "How many times have you come?"

"It's the first time."

"Aside from Wen Yan and Chu Yu, who else is there?"

"There are also Senior Brother Liu and Xie Shanshi."

"Besides those who play cotton, who else?"

"There was also a pipa player and a young master who played the yueqin, but they left after a while."

"Which room?"

Han Min stopped and grabbed him hard: "I haven't asked you yet, how many times have you been here?"

Fu Xun stood still and turned his head: "It's the first time."

"Besides the three princes, who else?"

"Nothing."

"Since Mr. Yun is a hidden pile, he must pass it on at ordinary times..."

"Use an eagle."

"I knew that with so many eagles, I definitely couldn't give them to me alone."

"Fly to the Eagle House, and the people below will pass on the news."

Han Min thought about it again, it seems to be the same, otherwise the Funing Hall would be surrounded by eagles.

Fu Xun gritted his teeth and said, "Only your carrot head dares to fly into the Palace of Funing, and still step on the memorial."

Han Min scratched his cheek: "That's because I was in a hurry and accidentally misunderstood. I will apologize to His Majesty. Please forgive me."

Fu Xun stared at him for a long while, and finally hummed and rubbed his head.

After sending Han Min back to the room where Chu Yu and the others were, Chu Yu and the others were startled, stood up and bowed, not daring to raise their heads.

Fu Xun's eyes swept between them, and took Han Min in: "Wait here, I'll come to you later."

He said to the crowd again: "Look at him, don't call him playing the piano again."

The door was closed, and as soon as Fu Xun left, Han Min rushed to the window, opened the window to escape, but was hugged by several people.

"Han Min, this is the second floor."

"I was caught the first time I came back. I still talk to him like that. It's too embarrassing. Let me go down!"

In the end, Han Min was pushed to the seat.

He scratched his hair unhappily.

At that time, he shouldn't have rushed in to question Fu Xun like that, but later Fu Xun explained that it would not be too embarrassing.

His tolerance for things about Fu Xun seemed to have decreased.

Not long after, outsiders brought a table of meals for them to eat first.

They all knew who sent it, and Han Min didn't know what to eat.

Not good, Han Min, bad news.

You are being swayed by everything about Fu Xun.

When the sky was getting dark, Fu Xun came over.

He looked at Han Min: "You put on your crown tomorrow, don't play outside, and send you back early."

Han Min looked up at him, but before he could speak, Fu Xun approached and asked, "What's wrong?"

Han Min came back to his senses and scratched his hair: "It's okay, let's go."

He said goodbye to his friends, and followed Fu Xun out of the Songzhu Pavilion without saying a word all the way.

The carriage was waiting outside, and they got into the carriage together, but they still didn't speak.

The carriage moved slowly, Han Min lay by the window, propped his head in a daze, Fu Xun sat beside him, lifted the curtain, and followed his gaze to look out.

At this time, it was the end of June and the beginning of autumn in July. The weather turned cold and the air was heavy, so there was a custom in Yong'an City to release water lamps to make wishes and pray for blessings.

At this time, he was staring at the small stall selling water lamps nearby, and the peddler saw it, and smiled and said to Fu Xun: "Buy one for me, this young master looks stupid."

Fu Xun stopped the carriage immediately, stepped out of the carriage himself, and picked out two water lamps.

When Han Min reacted belatedly, Fu Xun had already sent the carriage out of the city to Yuanyang Lake.

Fu Xun put two lotus-shaped water lamps by his hand.

They didn't miss this thing when they were young, and they often went there with several friends.

When he was in Yong'an, he played every year, and Han Min no longer remembered how many wishes he had made.

By the Yuanyang Lake, it was still the end of June, there were not many people, and there were only a few flickering lights floating in the lake.

Holding two lamps, Han Min jumped out of the carriage, handed one to Fu Xun, and took out two pens and ink cartridges from the pen case.

The lotus lantern has five petals, and Han Min dipped his brush in ink to write on the five petals.

Fu Xun quietly stood behind him, and he could see what he was writing as soon as he lowered his head.

The first wish is the peace of the country and the people; the second wish is the prosperity of the text; the third wish is the health of the Eucharist.

The remaining two petals were distributed to his relatives and friends.

After Han Min wrote the last word, he realized that Fu Xun was standing behind him. He took the water lamp away: "How can there be such a thing?"

Fu Xun frowned, as if a little displeased, and handed him the one in his hand.

After receiving it, Han Min dipped his ink again and asked, "What does Your Majesty want to write?"

"You write."

Han Min was slightly taken aback: "Huh?"

Fu Xun deliberately emphasized: "You left out yourself and wrote about yourself. I remember that the first time you made a wish, it was to be the best literati in the world, so write it like this."

Han Min shook his head: "Your Majesty, I made a mistake, the first time I wrote—"

He "smiled shyly" at Fu Xun: "I want to hold Fu Gou down and beat him."

The author has something to say: The truth about Shochikukan——

Cotton: Your Majesty, Mr. Han is picking a man in the Songzhu Pavilion!

Old Fu: Let me do it! ... He is so brave!

Minmin: I want to press (beat) Fu Gou