After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

Before the age of seven, Han Min studied at home with his grandfather. After the age of seven, he entered the palace and worshiped under Liu Lao Xueguan.

After studying hard for ten years, he passed the provincial examination all the way, but finally failed in the house raid two years before the palace examination.

Before raiding the house, he had been preparing for the palace examination.

On the day of the imperial examination last year, he locked himself in his room in Tongzhou, imagining that he was in the examination room, writing without adding points, and writing it off in one go.

After writing, put down the ink and pen, as if it was a lifetime away.

Jin Bang Dian Zuo, Hai Qing He Yan's wish, after all, it is not his turn to realize it.

Han Min was still not reconciled, looking at the few pieces of paper, tears could not help but flow down.Afraid of disturbing the elder brother next door, he could only bite the back of his hand and cry silently.

After crying for most of the night and getting up early the next day, he stuffed a few sheets of paper into the book, and still went out with a pen to help others write letters.

After returning to Yong'an, he realized that he had won the bet.But he didn't bring the article with him, so he had to rely on his memory to write the article.

After seeing it, Senior Senior Officer Liu told him privately that if he had gone to the palace examination last year, he might have to re-arrange seats for Xie Yan's number one scholar and Chu Yu's Tanhua.

I don't know whether to comfort him or not.But Han Min smiled at the teacher, as if he didn't take this matter to heart.

Han Li naturally didn't know about this paragraph.

At that time Han Min was still in Yong'an, Fu Xun asked someone to take care of the Han family, and Tongzhou Zhizhou thought that they were of the same family, so he asked Han Li's family to take care of the Han family.

Han Li's family didn't take this matter to heart, but Han Li had a keen sense of smell, and he knew that this was a sign that the Han family was going to turn around.

So he often went to Han's house, and occasionally visited Grandpa Han with his own articles.

Once when Grandpa Han was tidying up Han Min's room, Grandpa Han almost fell and was supported by him.

He also helped clean up the room until he saw the article Han Min had put in the book.

Han Min's room was full of scrolls and papers, and he sorted out several large boxes of articles he wrote casually. Only this article was caught in the book, and it happened to be seen by him.

Holding back his breath, Han Li read the article from beginning to end, only to feel his heart beating faster and his hands and feet feel hot.

This is an article discussing the reform of the new law, and it is rare to implement it. It outlines the eve of a peaceful and prosperous era for Qi.Even the first emperor, who had always held a grudge against the Han family, would be very excited about this.

Just at this time, Grandpa Han found dozens of bank notes in Han Min's bed, and called his family over.Han Li took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and put the article into his arms while they were not paying attention.

This article is indeed very well written. After he brought it back, he often took it out to watch when no one was around.

Later, he came to Yong'an with Han Min. He asked Mr. Liu and others to read his own article, and let Han Min read it too.

Although he was not convinced, he actually knew that Han Min's talents were far above his.

He just doesn't want to admit it.

After entering the academy, several of his articles were not very good. After being asked by Xueguan Ning to talk to him again, he faced a blank paper and couldn't write a single word.

In the end, he took out the article he had stolen from Han Min from under the box, rewrote it, and added and changed some words on purpose.

Han Min's article turned out to be so good that even Xueguan Ning, who has always been picky, was full of praise when he saw it, praised him for his great progress, and even took him to a gathering of court officials.

Faced with so many compliments, Han Li took advantage of the opportunity to swallow all the clarifications, and accepted all the compliments with a smile.

He knew that in Yong'an City, the article would be discovered by Han Min soon.

But he didn't want to say it, and he didn't dare to say it.

I only hope that Han Min didn't take this article to heart, or that Han Min didn't leave a manuscript, and didn't show this article to others.

In this way, if confronted, he would be able to grit his teeth and not let go, only saying that he accidentally bumped into each other.

But now his eyes were burning, and he was afraid again.

His palms were sweaty, and the carriage was still stuck in the middle of the street. Han Li turned his head and looked out the window, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He sees an acquaintance.

He has only been in Yong'an for a few months, and most of the people he knows are Han Min's, only this one is different.

One day after Han Min put on the crown, Zhao Cun, King of Guangning, sent someone to bring a gift. Han Min was not there at that time, so he helped to get it.

It was Zhao Cun's entourage who brought the gift, and the entourage also gave him the address of the post house, so that he could come and find something.

Han Li swallowed, his voice still trembling, and said to Ning Xueguan, "Teacher, I can't leave for a while. I saw a friend. I'm going to have a word with him."

Xueguan Ning agreed, and Han Li got out of the carriage as if fleeing, trotted forward in a hurry, and called twice in a low voice.

The man turned his head, looked at him for a while, and then recognized him: "It turned out to be Mr. Han." He smiled and pointed to the nearby restaurant: "The prince is there, Mr. Han, do you want to go up to pay a visit?"

"Another day, I have encountered something now..."

Han Li turned his head and glanced at the carriage. He really had no choice but to tell the man everything.

The man smiled, and didn't think much of him, just said: "I'd better listen to the prince, I'd better go and ask the prince what he can do."

"That's my favor."

The man walked into the restaurant, and Han Li waited anxiously below.

After a while, the man came down, pulled Han Li to a corner, took out something from his sleeve and stuffed it to him.

When Han Li touched the thing, he took a few steps back in fright.

The man grabbed his hand and stuffed something into his hand.

"The drug on the veil is specially used on horses in the racecourse. The dagger cuts iron like mud. As long as he dies, the future troubles will be eliminated forever. You make your own decision."

Han Li's hands trembled and he almost dropped the thing on the ground.

The man stared at him viciously, as if shooting poisonous needles out of his eyes: "Our prince also kindly wanted to help you, so don't talk nonsense."

Han Li nodded tremblingly: "I, know, know."

On the other side, the stagnant carriage moved forward, Xueguan Ning raised the curtain and waved to him.

Han Li stuffed things into his sleeves indiscriminately, and walked towards the carriage with his arms folded.

In the afternoon of autumn, the clouds were gray and dark, covering the full sun.

In Wen's mansion, we sat in a few small cases. After a few rounds of drinking, the servant came to report that Xueguan Ning's carriage had started to move, but it was still far away, and it might take a while to arrive. Please don't wait. .

Chu Yu smiled and said to Han Min: "It seems that I have no eyesight to see a masterpiece."

Han Min patted his hand under the table.

"Okay, okay, I see, no matter what, his surname is Han, so let's not talk about it."

Then Fu Xun, who was sitting next to Han Min, sat up straight silently, looking past Han Min to Chu Yu.

Chu Yu, who was holding the wine glass, paused: "I'm leaving, I'm leaving right now."

Why did you just leave?

Han Min looked back strangely, Fu Xun blinked, and returned to his innocent appearance in front of him: "What's wrong?"

Han Min shook his head, grabbed the bamboo chopsticks, and concentrated on eating.

Not long after, Han Min put down the bamboo chopsticks.

Fu Xun asked in a low voice, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Ah."

So Fu Xun cleared his throat, and said to the crowd: "I'm too strong to drink, all you gentlemen chat slowly."

As he spoke, he was about to stand up, and everyone hurriedly got up to salute, and wanted to send off the holy car.

He stretched out his hand towards Han Min. Han Min didn't recover for a while, and asked doubtfully, "What are you doing?"

Fu Xun looked at him and emphasized again: "I am too strong to drink."

"Where do you have it?"

"There is."

"I see that you are in good spirits. Last time I was in Zichen Palace, I was so drunk that I was dying, and you are fine."

Anyway, he was too drunk, so Fu Xun put his hand directly into his arms.

He said to everyone without changing his face: "Han Aiqing sent me to rest, so you don't have to."

They had no intention of sending them.

In fact, they could all see clearly that this "Han Aiqing" was not very willing, he wanted to stay with his friends, but in the end he was dragged away by the Holy Spirit.

Others said: "It's too much to bully others."

Chu Yu thought in his heart: "'Buying people with power' is so interesting."

After Han Min bid farewell to the adults, he was taken away by Fu Xun who was "overwhelmed by alcohol".

"Where does Your Majesty want to lie down for a while?"

"Your house is just across from Wen's residence. I'm not used to sleeping in other places, so I can forcefully stay in your room for a while."

Han Min curled his lips, but couldn't help looking at him: "Then please wait a moment, Your Majesty, the artisans who repaired the garden have not left yet, let them build a palace for Your Majesty here, why force yourself to live in my house ?”

Fu Xun just followed his words and said, "Then let them build it, as it happens that I come to live every day."

Han Min choked, and finally asked, "Should I let them cook hangover soup? Does Your Majesty have a headache?"

"It doesn't hurt..." Fu Xun paused for a moment, then changed his words, "It still hurts a little, it would be great if someone could rub it for me."

Unexpectedly, Han Min blurted out and refused: "I'm sorry, I'm not human."

Fu Xun turned to look at him: "Why is this?"

Han Min raised his eyebrows proudly, and said with a smile, "I am Wenqu Xingjun who descended from the fairy world."

Fu Xun was about to go to heaven after two glasses of wine. Fu Xun had never seen such a stupid Xingjun.

Taking him back to his room, on the way back, Han Min saw his grandfather playing with his potted plants in front of the hall.

"Grandpa, teacher, are they coming this afternoon?"

"Well, it'll be here later."

Han Min looked at the dark sky outside the court: "It seems to be raining, let Xiao Zizi remember to close the window."

"Understood." Grandpa Han raised his head slightly, only to see Fu Xun who was standing with Han Min, and hurriedly got up, "Oh, Your Majesty."

Han Min grabbed Fu Xun's arm, "Grandpa, it's okay, he's drunk, so he doesn't need to salute."

Following his words, Fu Xun tilted his body and leaned against Han Min.

Grandpa Han wondered: "How can there be such a thing?"

You don't have to salute when you're drunk?

"Anyway, it's not necessary. Grandpa, you can sit down. I'll take him back to his room to sleep."

As he said that, Han Min was about to move forward, but unexpectedly, Fu Xun stood still.

Han Min pushed him and said in a low voice, "Stop pretending, let's go."

Fu Xun stood next to him: "Drunk."

Han Min put his arms around his waist, but couldn't hold him.

In the end, he had no choice but to pat Fu Xun's left leg, as if teaching a child how to walk: "Hey, Your Majesty, come on, lift your left foot first, yes, very good."

Pat the right leg again: "Then take this leg, it's not bad."

Fu Xun couldn't hold back a smile, patted him on the head, and strode across the hall.

Grandpa Han stared, so is the Holy One drunk?

Han Min's room is not big, except for some simple furniture, there are bookshelves all over the wall.Just like that, Han Min's collection of books still couldn't be piled up, and several large wooden boxes were placed side by side in the corner.

It really is Wenqu Xingjun.

Fu Xun looked around, and finally landed on Han Min's bed.

It was already autumn, and Han Min was afraid of the cold, so several layers of quilts were spread on the bed, so it looked very warm.The copper hook was rolled up, two small bamboo leaves were embroidered on the tent, and the long sword was still hanging.

Fu Xun stepped forward and touched the long sword: "Do you still have it?"

"If you don't keep it, you won't be able to sleep." Han Min thought for a while, and added, "But I never hugged it to sleep."

Fu Xun lifted the quilt on the bed, and before he could do anything else, Han Min grabbed him, grabbed his sleeve, and pressed him in front of him.

"You smell it yourself, you smell like alcohol, it stinks to death."

Fu Xun wasn't annoyed, he just said, "I came here today in a smock, and I didn't bring any clothes."

Han Min gave him a helpless look, then turned around and went to find him a change of clothes.

Fu Xun was sitting on the couch, looking at his back rummaging through the suitcase, very contented.

Suddenly, a hoarse meow came from outside the window, and the system stood on the window sill, glaring at Fu Xun.

Fu Xun looked at it, took the pillow on the bed and hugged it in his arms.

The system let out an "ow" that didn't sound like a meow, and then jumped into the room.

Fu Xun hugged Han Min's pillow, rubbed his thumbs against the two small bamboo leaf embroidery on the pillow, and said sullenly, "Han Min, your cat is so vicious."

He even dared to sue first.

Han Min turned his head, and walked up to him with aggrieved catwalks.

Han Min patted the cat's head: "Don't make trouble."

The system was circling in a hurry, and the usually cold electronic voice had a hint of anxiety: "He sat on your bed and even moved your pillow!"

"Then I can't keep him still."

Han Min pouted, took out two new clothes from the suitcase, walked up to Fu Xun, shook off the clothes, and compared them to his shoulders.

"The new clothes just made in autumn may be a little too small for you to wear, and the straps should be loosened, so let's make do with it."

Han Min said it in a difficult way, but Fu Xun couldn't ask for it.

When he was wearing the crown, Fu Xun gave him a bunch of valuable top-grade pine smoke ink. He was writing with pine smoke ink recently, and the clothes and bedding were covered with a faint ink fragrance.

In the end, Fu Xun lay on Han Min's bed, covered with his quilt, leaning on his pillow, very comfortable.

Han Min hugged the cat, sat in front of the couch, and slowly stroked the cat's fur: "Your Majesty won't sleep for a while? Didn't you say you were drunk?"

Fu Xun stood next to him: "You should sleep too."

Han Min wanted to sleep on the bamboo couch on the other side, but was stopped by Fu Xun.

"It's troublesome to make the bed again. It's not hot, so let's squeeze together."

This was said honestly and without selfishness.

So Han Min put the white cat on the ground and let it go out to play.

"I'll just sleep for a while."

The system jumped out of the window angrily, Han Min took off his shoes, but Fu Xun held him down: "You also drank."

He plausibly said: "My body smells good, and I just slept for a while. I obviously saw Xie Yan off, but I didn't say a few words to him today. I'll go out to find them later."

Han Min lay on his side in his clothes, pulled the quilt from Fu Xun, covered his waist and abdomen, and was about to squat for a while.

He hadn't practiced drinking before, but because he was close to home, he drank two more glasses.With eyes closed, brows stretched, he soon fell asleep.

Sitting next to him, Fu Xun stretched out his hand to brush the broken hair that fell by his ear, and when his fingertips touched his cheek, Fu Xun felt a little hot.

It is not known whether Han Min's face became hot after drinking, or his own fingertips were hot.

Fu Xun didn't bother him any more, and helped him tuck his hair behind his ears, and then lay down under the quilt.

Han Min turned his back, leaving only his thin back to him.

While taking a breath, Fu Xun thought, Han Min never said anything wrong——

"I am fragrant."

Fascinating.

He himself slept well, and Fu Xun was lying flat, very refreshed.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside, Xiao Zizi called out in a low voice: "Young master? Young master?"

Fu Xun was going to open the door, but Han Min hummed twice and opened his eyes.

Fu Xun closed his eyes, pretending to be sound asleep.

Han Min stood up, responded in a small way, looked back at Fu Xun, and helped him cover the quilt——

But Fu Xun only lifted the quilt when it was extremely hot.

Han Min also thoughtfully helped him put down the tent, and then left.

Xiao Zizi said: "The Wen family sent someone to invite them, saying that Xueguan Ning and Mr. Tang are here."

"Okay, then I'll go and see you."

He glanced at the dark sky, it was clearly still afternoon.It's almost autumn.

Xiao Zizi wanted to follow him, but he said: "There is only a door across, what is there to follow? Are the windows closed at home? Go and close the windows."

Han Min walked through the corridor and walked out of the house alone.

Ning Xueguan has arrived, and the carriage is still parked in front of the Wen residence.

He was just about to go in, when suddenly a person flashed out from the door and called him, "Brother Min."

Han Min turned his head, smiled politely and distantly: "Cousin, you're here, go in."

Han Li's face was pale, and he spoke in a low voice: "I have something to tell you, can you..."

Han Min's intuition was wrong, he took a step towards the Wen residence, and said, "Let's talk here, Bianzhang and the others are waiting for me inside."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Han Li hurried forward, closed the door of the Wen residence, and knelt down for him with a plop.

Han Min was startled, and took a step back vigilantly: "What's wrong?"

Han Lidao: "You must have heard that my article is highly respected by Ning Xueguan. In fact, it was me...it was you..."

He was hesitating like this, and Han Min also guessed half of it in his heart, thinking to stabilize him first, and go in to find Xueguan Ning by himself.

"It's okay, I..."

"Don't go in, anyway, I've already used that article, why don't you give it to me... After all, we are all the Han family..."

Han Min didn't speak, and was about to leave.

Seeing his reaction like this, knowing that showing weakness is useless, Han Li shouted again: "Manuscript, I know what you wrote in private!"

Han Min stopped and looked back at him.

Han Li looked up at him, and slowly read the title of the book he saw: "Anecdotes Between the Holy Majesty and the Prime Minister. It should still be in your room, and they are all there. I will go to you now. Put things in the room..."

Han Min was frank: "You just go and talk about it."

After saying this, Han Min ignored him and turned to go to the Wen residence.

The mid-autumn wind blew past the alley, stirring up fallen leaves and dust.

Han Min walked up the three steps in front of the gate of Wen Mansion. Han Li, who was kneeling on the ground, touched his sleeve, and when he was about to open the door to enter, he jumped up and covered Han Min's mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

When the man gave him the veil, he specifically said that it was a special drug for horse farms.But he was still afraid that the weight would not be enough, so he covered it for a while before letting go of Han Min.

"You forced me."

Han Min lowered his body and fell on top of him.

He looked around, the alley was already remote, and it was afternoon, when the wind blew up, no one saw it.

He took Han Min's arms and dragged him into the alley.

Things had come to this point, and he had no choice.

He remembered that there was an abandoned cellar deep in the alley, which he discovered by accident.

Moss grew on the ground, connecting with the stone slab at the entrance of the cellar. Han Li groped for a while before he found the slate.

While looking around, he fumbled for his sleeve, but he couldn't find the dagger that the man gave him.

Feeling really flustered, he simply threw Han Min into the cellar and covered it with stone slabs.

This place is hidden and the stone slabs are thick, so there will be no mistakes if you think about it.

Han Li walked out of the deep alley without looking back, and found the dagger by the gate of Wen's residence.

It should be that he accidentally dropped it under nervousness.

He picked up the dagger, and didn't dare to go to the Wen Mansion, so he changed his mind and went to the Han Mansion on the opposite door.

Guessing that there was no one in Han Min's room at this time, it would be useful for him to take out those manuscripts.

With a bang, a heavy rain poured down.

Fu Xun was in Han Min's room at this time, he was not asleep, he closed his eyes and tricked Han Min into covering him with a quilt, but Han Min did not come back.

He should have gone to Wen's mansion. He lifted the quilt and sat up before putting on his clothes. He wanted to go to Wen's mansion to find him, but before he opened the curtain, someone hurriedly opened the door.

It wasn't Han Min's footsteps.

Fu Xun opened the curtain, and his eyes fell on the visitor.

Han Li wanted to come to pick up the manuscript, so he only paid attention to whether anyone saw him, but unexpectedly there was someone in this room.

There are no guards at the entrance of the alley, not in front of the Han residence, and even at the door of the house.How could he have thought that Fu Xun was here?

Han Li was so frightened that his legs gave way, and he almost knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Fu Xun asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

"Grassman..."

He originally wanted to say that he made the wrong room, after all, his and Han Min's rooms are next door, but in an instant, he changed his mind and changed his words: "I'm talking about articles in Wen's mansion, Brother Min asked me to come and find some books .”

With that said, he was about to walk over to Han Min's desk.

But Fu Xun knew Han Min too well, he knew that Han Min didn't like this cousin very much, and treated him politely and distantly, so why would he let him come over to get things?

Han Li walked to the desk, forced himself to be calm, and took out Han Min's manuscript according to his previous memory.

Partly frightened, partly feigned, he knelt down with a bang, his sleeves swept the utensils off the table, and the things scattered all over the floor.

Before Fu Xun could speak, he bent down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, forgive me, Your Majesty forgive me, the grass people didn't see anything."

Fu Xun said, "Put the things back and go out."

He didn't follow the routine, Han Li paused, and then banged his head a few more times: "Caomin is terrified, Caomin accidentally saw the name of the Holy Master in Xiao Han's essay, and the writing is filthy, Caomin didn't mean it , Your Majesty, please do not condemn the Han family..."

Han Li's idea is very simple, if his plagiarism must be exposed, it is better to drag Han Min into the water first.

When the emperor was furious, he naturally dealt with the manuscript first, so how could he listen to other matters?

Fu Xun got up, took off the long sword hanging in front of the couch, and stopped in front of him.

Han Li knelt down on the ground, not daring to move, only the hem of his clothes and brocade boots could be vaguely seen.

He lowered his head and presented the manuscript with both hands.

Fu Xun took the manuscript, glanced at it, and put it back on the case.

But he said: "I think it is something, but I lost a bet with him a few days ago, and he wrote it casually."

This is of course a lie, Han Min has always kept the matter of writing his scripts a secret, especially from Fu Xun.

Fu Xun only found out that Han Min was writing this kind of thing.

Han Li's method of exposing this matter was so deliberate, Fu Xun had already seen it.

So now Fu Xun said this just to defend Han Min in front of outsiders.

It's not up to outsiders to intervene in this kind of matter.

Wait for Han Min to come back and ask him in private.

So Fu Xun said to Han Li, "Don't say anything."

Han Li imagined countless scenarios, but all of them were the emperor being furious, sending Han Min, the Han family, and even implicating him.

The only thing he didn't expect was that Fu Xun protected Han Min like this, and lied about it, so that this matter could be easily dismissed.

He thought he held Han Min's biggest handle, and threatened Han Min with this incident, but it turned out to be nothing.

Han Li supported the desk and stood up slowly, when suddenly he heard the sword's edge clanging.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw the tip of the long sword pointed at his throat.

It turned out that when he got up, Fu Xun heard the vague smell of drugs emanating from his sleeves, and only then did he know that things might not be that simple.

Fu Xun's tone was cold: "Where's Han Min?"

Outside the window, the autumn rain is getting heavier and heavier.

The cellar deep in the alley was abandoned because of improper design and water accumulation in rainy days.

When it is severe, the entire cellar is full of water.

The author has something to say: Lao Fu's performance score table:

Give priority to maintaining mercy in front of outsiders +5 points

Meticulous observation and thoughtfulness +10 points

Within the specified time, complete the task of saving mercy can get +100 points

Hurry up, Fu! ! !