Let me eat a soft meal

Ye Xuan heard it from Tai'an when he first learned martial arts. After reaching the state of internal strength, weapons and so on become auxiliary products. Even if they are not used well, they can dance for a few rounds, such as his uncle.

His uncle's internal and external skills are very powerful, and he is proficient in eighteen kinds of weapons. Even without weapons, flying flowers and picking leaves can still hurt people.

However, Ye Xuan was still young when he was learning martial arts. Whether it was a sword, gun, sword, halberd or axe, it was not a suitable weapon for Ye Xuan, who was small at that time and his body was hollowed out by frequent illnesses, let alone him. In the palace, if something goes wrong, it is very likely that someone will catch it, and everything must be done in a low-key and concealed manner.

So Ye Xuan has been learning internal skills all the time, and he plans to take care of his body for a few years, and then start learning external skills when the time is right, so that he can find the weapons he is equipped with.

But now, Ye Xuan stared at Xie Yushu's oily hair shining under the sun, and suddenly felt that he had found the most suitable weapon.

That's hair!

That head of hair, which was like fine brocade satin, was burning hot and painful on the cheeks, and when it passed through the fingers, it was thin and soft, like the touch of soft satin.

It's easy to carry and doesn't need to be hidden.The Buddha said that there are three thousand threads of affliction, and every time you do it, you may get bald.

By the way...will Xie Yushu be bald?

Ye Xuan suddenly felt that Cheng Liang's huge, extravagant Donghai night pearl lit up in front of his eyes.

This luminous pearl not only exudes dazzling white light during the day, but also has exquisite and beautiful facial features when it turns around. The red mole at the end of the eye is more like a finishing touch, embellishing those transparent phoenix eyes so that people can't take their eyes off them.

Ye Mingzhu, who has moles on her nose, eyes and tears, is suddenly a little scary for some reason.

So Ye Xuan moved the realization to Cheng Liang's bald head again, and fell into a strange silence, even his expression was slightly distorted.

Xie Yushu: "..." I suddenly felt a chill in my scalp.

He coughed softly, recalling Ye Xuan's scattered thoughts, "Your Highness Seventh, are you alright?"

"It's okay." I just feel like my eyes are going blind.

Ye Xuan threw away the fantasies in his head, straightened his expression, put on a pale and well-behaved smile again, and thanked Xie Yushu.

Xie Yushu waved his hand, looked up at the old locust tree so tall that its branches were almost sticking out of the palace wall, his expression was a little weird, if he remembered correctly, the other party came from the thick branch that was almost level with the palace wall fell off.

The palace wall is ten feet high (34m). This locust tree was transplanted into the palace from Fandi during the previous dynasty. It is more than four hundred years old and is eighty feet high. It is difficult for him to climb it even without light work.

And the Seventh Prince was half a head shorter than him at the age of 12, and five feet (160 cm) tall. How did he climb up?

Could it be that he also does light work?And fell down because he was not proficient in Qinggong?

Xie Yushu thought about it, and asked calmly, "Why is Your Highness here?"

Ye Xuan guessed that he would ask such a question, and was stunned for a moment, his face gradually transitioned from loneliness to strength, he tried his best to draw the corners of his lips, and began to whisper, "It's nothing, just come out in a bad mood Walk."

"Where is the young master? Why are you here?" He pretended to have something hidden and quickly changed the subject.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk too much, Xie Yushu naturally changed the subject and said, "I lost one of the things His Majesty gave me. I'll come and look for it. Maybe I can find it."

Ye Xuan immediately knew that he was looking for the red coral fan pendant, but pretended not to know anything, and looked at him with a shining face, "What is it? Maybe I can help you?"

"It's also good to repay the third son for saving his life twice." He teased.

Xie Yushu hurriedly said in panic, "Your Highness Seventh speaks seriously, it's easy to do with a little effort. The thing is so small, I don't know where it fell, just walk around and try your luck, Your Highness don't have to worry about it."

His etiquette and speech are impeccable, he is cautious without being obsequious, and there is a sense of self-esteem in the plain rejection.

There was a dark light in Ye Xuan's eyes, and the hand hidden in the sleeve rubbed against the fan pendant.

I have to say that Xie Ling knows how to teach people. Even the 15-year-old Xie Sanlang has few loopholes in his words, showing a bit of sophistication.

On the contrary, he is now glad that it was Xie Sanlang who came to the palace, otherwise he would have been replaced by the other two who were older and had experienced ups and downs in the officialdom, and he didn't know that his acting skills would not be able to successfully deceive them.

It was Xie Sanlang who understood better, his ears were soft, and he knew what was on his mind after a little thought.

The corners of Ye Xuan's lips curled up, and he took advantage of the situation and didn't ask about it again.

When Jiang He was panting and chasing after him, the two of them were still standing under the locust tree, talking to each other friendly and hypocritically, he flapped the paper fan without the pendant, and teased, "You two are destined by fate, just now After leaving Fengyi Palace, I bumped into him in this remote Lenggong."

"Could it be that Qinghe knew that today is His Royal Highness Seventh's birthday, so he came here specially to give gifts?"

As soon as Jiang He finished speaking, both of them were taken aback.

Xie Yushu looked at Ye Xuan, "Today is His Highness's birthday?"

Ye Xuan was surprised, and Jiang He remembered that he was a little shy when asked so suddenly, his ears were red, and he avoided his eyes in embarrassment.

"Well, August 26th is my birthday." He replied in a low voice, and after he finished speaking, he looked disappointed and sad again, even the corners of his eyes turned red with sadness, bit the corners of his lips, and tightened his cuffs.

With this appearance, it was obvious that he had suffered some kind of grievance.

Jiang He immediately followed his expression to think that he couldn't beat the fan anymore, he opened his mouth dryly, didn't say a word for a long time, scratched the back of his head in annoyance, and gave Xie Yushu a wink.

Xie Yushu didn't expect such a coincidence, and didn't know what to say for a moment. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly said, "Just wait."

After saying that, he ran out, and brought back a bunch of weeds after a while, he lowered his eyes, his slender fingers fluttered, as if weaving something.

Ye Xuan blinked, staring at his fingers curiously.

Suddenly, Jiang He tapped the fan on his palm, "I even forgot that you still have such a skill."

He opened the fan to cover half of his face, leaned close to Ye Xuan's ear and said mysteriously, "Don't look at the appearance of the young master Ruyu, he was naughty when he was young, and he often ran to the barracks. It was at that time that he learned from General Feng Luo, the head coach of the Imperial Army, and he wanted to go to the border with the general to fight, but Brother Xie took him home and took care of his family."

"The skin was torn apart, and he hid in the quilt and cried for three days. He went on a hunger strike and fell asleep until he was tired from crying." Jiang He couldn't help laughing out loud.

Jiang Xie's two families had always had a personal relationship, Jiang He was born at an awkward time, the children of several aristocratic families were either a few years older than him or a few years younger than him, almost none of them were of the same age.

He is late to wit, but he is also considered astute, and he can be said to be known as a genius since he was a child, but there is a Xie family who is full of geniuses.

First there was Xie Dalang who was the third-rank official at [-], then Xie Erlang who was at the [-]th rank, and finally became classmates with Xie Sanlang who was at the [-]th and [-]th ranks.

Xie Yushu was better than him in terms of appearance, knowledge, and disposition, and he was favored by His Majesty in the palace examination. He personally bestowed the word Qinghe, praising him for being quiet and peaceful, with a good disposition, and he will surely become a great weapon in the future.

His upright second place was abruptly set off as the background.

Come to think of it, how does his ordinary top student compare with Wen Quxing's genius?

If Jiang Heren hadn't been more open-minded about Buddhism, he might have directly embarked on the path of a sour literati who is cynical and unfair.

However, this did not prevent Jiang He from taking the opportunity to expose Xie Yushu's innocence.

Ye Xuan also laughed, and even glanced at Xie Yushu a few times, it was hard to imagine that this person in front of him could still be so stubborn.

Jiang He spoke excitedly and said, "Xie Sanlang, you're so weak, you often order me around and make me take the blame. I'm a simple person, and I can't play him at all. Isn't it the case when I enter the palace this time?"

"He also said that he would take me to the Imperial College to have a look, but it turned out that he called me to move things. After I finished packing, no one else showed up. It's disgusting to use me as a donkey."

When Jiang He said this, he didn't bring any malice, but it seemed like a friend complaining.

Ye Xuan couldn't help listening more, and gave a good-natured smile to save face, and couldn't help but glance at Xie Yushu whose face and neck were getting redder and redder.

Xie Yushu was really ashamed.

Jiang He's voice is very low, but he doesn't hide it from martial arts practitioners. After all, he is a 15-year-old boy with a thin skin and shame, and he still pretends to know nothing.

Shame's whole body turned red, and the movements of his hands also made a few wrong steps.

A grasshopper took twice as long as usual to compose. Under his stare, Jiang He turned his head and whistled.

"It's so beautiful." Ye Xuan praised sincerely.

"As long as His Highness likes it." Xie Yushu smiled.

Ye Xuan held the grasshopper's beard, looked up into his eyes, and smiled seriously for the first time.

"I like it," he said.

Ye Xuan held the covered warm red coral fan pendant in his hand and thought: Maybe, he can find a time to return this thing to its original owner.

Think of it as the grasshopper's return.

……

Xie Yushu was inexplicably stung by his not-so-warm smile, and couldn't help but look back after he left.

Ye Xuan had already left, and there was no one under the locust tree.

Jiang He frowned at the fan and said a lot of words, but when he turned his head, he found Xie Yushu was in a trance. He raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and suddenly realized.

"Are you thinking about the Seventh Prince?"

"No." Xie Yushu immediately denied.

Jiang He didn't believe it, he twirled his fan and said, "I don't know you yet?"

Xie Yushu frowned, and advised, "The Imperial Academy is special, and the Jiang family is an upstart. Don't get too close to the princes. It's not good for you or the Jiang family."

"And the children in the palace are not as innocent as you think."

"I know, don't say it."

Jiang He scratched his hair, and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Why are you like an old man, nagging..."

Xie Yushu had no choice but to roll up his sleeves subconsciously, and suddenly felt a slight discomfort in his waist. He stretched out his hand and found a familiar red coral fan pendant.

The word "Qinghe" is engraved in a thin gold body on it, and the tentacles still exude gentleness.

Xie Yushu was taken aback: Why are you here?

Obviously there was nothing here before.

Jiang He, who searched the palace over and over again, widened his eyes instantly, and flew into a rage: "Good job, Xie Yushu! Playing with me again!"

Xie Yushu: "..."

No, you believe me, this time I am really innocent.

The author has something to say: Ye Xuan: I acted to deceive people and pretend to be weak, but I know that I am a kind and good boy.

Xie Yushu: I am black-bellied, stubborn and calculating, but I know that I am an innocent and good boy.

Jiang He: ...

#real silly white sweet into deep thought#