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The most is the late spring in March, when the weather is cold, but everything wakes up, the tender green leaves on the branches, the soft wind blows the catkins, and on both sides of the washed bluestone road, every shop hangs new ribbons and silk flowers, Light yellow and gouache decorate everything in sight.

Huating on Sixiang Street is the most famous place among scholars in Beijing.

Countless students who come to Beijing, whether they aspire to the imperial examination or express their love for mountains and rivers, will always participate in a "Huating Banquet". This is a gathering of first-class celebrities among scholars. Talking and laughing with colleagues from all over the world, discussing ancient and modern skills, when he was most famous in the government and the public, he once attracted a private visit from the late emperor in micro-clothes, praised him, and personally granted a wish to the leader of the day.

But that day the winner just took a flower hairpin from the garden and put it in his hair, and then left in style, which became a good talk among the people.

So far, Huating has become famous and become a sacred place for scholars. Even high-ranking officials and relatives of the emperor are not allowed to be presumptuous here.

This day is another grand feast in March, all the scholars were either throwing pots and archery, or pouring out cups of water, enjoying themselves, when suddenly there was a sharp sound coming from afar, like scissors tearing the cloth to spoil the fun .

The music of silk and bamboo orchestra is a meal.

The scholars sitting by the water in the pavilion, playing the flute and the qin, all stopped their movements. Not long after, they heard the sound from outside again, this time, the sound was even clearer: it was a very clear whip whipping the air. Voice, when such a voice sounded, there were no other noises around, and a vaguely non-male and non-female human voice said: "Prince...to..."

All the scholars looked at each other in blank dismay. After a while, almost half of them got up immediately and clapped their hands to the surroundings: "The prince is here, I should go now."

But before the words finished, someone reminded: "King Zhuang arrived before the crown prince, so it's not good for us to leave now."

In this way, two-thirds of the people who stood up sat down again, and the remaining one-third still wanted to leave, but they ran into the servants beside King Zhuang before taking two steps. When the crown prince came, the guard of honor came out, and arranged for the scholars who were leaving to avoid the street where the crown prince came, and leave from the side.

Undoubtedly, this move was very considerate, but it made a good part of those who were going to leave stay behind.

On Sixiang Street a few steps away from the Huating Pavilion, the sound of whips blazing on behalf of the Crown Prince's ceremonial guard was heard clearly. As the guards in full armor ran out from the back of the street, the people who were still on the street retreated to the sides like a tide. Inside the shop, and then carefully poked his head out from the window and the door.Not long after, they heard the sound of huge rollers rolling over stone slabs, and a carriage with a roof like a treasure, four walls carved with pictures of birds and phoenixes, and decorated with gold leaf jade and bright yellow tassels slowly approached.

Four white steeds with no hairs are the first to lead, and the eight wheels move forward together, and fourteen strong men accompany them on the left and right.After the guards who cleared the way first, the inner eunuch held the imperial gold and followed the carriage slowly walking, and said in a drawn-out voice, "Forbidden Street, the Crown Prince's guard of honor has arrived—"

The carriage drove down the long street at a leisurely pace.

The people on both sides held their breaths and concentrated their attention, only to see the wind blowing the flags, and the gauze curtains on the window of the golden car were lifted by the wind, and there seemed to be a group of figures sitting in the shadows indistinctly.

The carriage went down Long Street.When the rear of the car was about to turn the corner, the inner prison's voice sounded again: "Release the ban, the crown prince will go—"

After the back of the huge carriage disappeared from the sight of everyone on the street, a few breaths of silence passed, and then there was a sudden "buzz" on the entire connection. The voice that was suppressed by countless people just now finally broke the invisible barrier. Imprisonment, thousands and hundreds of feedbacks came back.

These Baixins staying in the shop were full of interest, talking with each other with bright eyes, and the content of the conversation closely revolved around the passing car and the people in the car: "Did you see it just now? The scene in the carriage, Tut tut-"

"See what? See what?"

"Hehe, there are more than one beautiful Xianggu in the car. What do you think I saw?"

"Oh--"

"It turns out that the rumors about the crown prince constantly guarding seven men at night are true!"

"Things that have been spread all over the world a few years ago, is this still false?..."

The carriage driving across the street had arrived in front of Huating at this time.

The four horses, like human beings, pulled the car into the gate of Huating together and stopped together.

Another loud voice from the team's internal eunuch: "The crown prince's guard of honor—"

As soon as the words fell, a young eunuch who was following the convoy trotted forward immediately, threw himself on the ground beside the car shaft and shouted: "Prince, please get out of the car and drive!"

The door of the golden car opened from the inside.

The regular uniform embroidered with four-clawed golden dragon first appeared in everyone's sight along with a slender hand, and then, the crown prince in the carriage appeared with his head bowed. In the golden light, Huanghuang couldn't look directly at it!

The black soap boots landed on the eunuch's back, as if stepping on dust, the crown prince had already stepped on the stool and got out of the car.

King Zhuang, who knew the news in advance, was already waiting at the entrance. He first went to pay his respects to the crown prince, and then the crown prince went back to pay his respects to his uncle on the family ceremony.

At the age of forty, with a beautiful beard, Zhuang Wang smiled and wanted to help his nephew up, but before this step, the crown prince had already straightened himself.

This small detail only fell into the eyes of a few people around, and Zhuang Wang walked into the garden with the crown prince arm in arm, saying as he walked, "Jian Shen is here, so let's talk to this king." Let's go to the garden to see all the scholars."

The country's surname in this dynasty is Xiao, and the crown prince's two names are well known.

Xiao Jianshen heard his uncle speak like this, nodded slightly, and said a word: "Yes."

The two uncles and nephews approached together, and at this moment, everyone could see the appearance of the Crown Prince clearly. They saw his broad forehead and deep eyes, his nose hanging down and thin lips, and his long body standing like a pine like jade. He was wearing a red uniform tied by a jade belt. As far as the eye can see, the four-clawed dragon on his chest and the back of his hand seems to be rushing out, so that people around him dare not look at it carefully. When they hurriedly lowered their heads, they only remembered the seemingly stalwart figure and the majestic look. Cold sight.

Everyone entered the Huating together, the atmosphere in the garden where singing and drinking just now was a bit deserted, everyone present turned their attention to Xiao Jianshen and Zhuang Wang.But after they saw Xiao Jianshen, their reactions were similar to those of Zhuang Wang's subordinates outside. For various reasons, they didn't dare to look too much, and they all focused their attention and eyes on Zhuang Wang's side.

But countless facts have proved that as long as the crown prince is present, everyone's attention will not be attracted by the second person.

After Xiao Jianshen came in with King Zhuang, he sat down on the only chair without hesitation.Then he said to King Zhuang, "Sit down, Uncle Emperor."

Even if King Zhuang was Xiao Jianshen's own uncle, he had no choice but to retreat with a smile and take a seat under him as promised.

The atmosphere in Huating Garden became quieter, everyone's eyes seemed to wander, and they didn't dare to touch the prince directly.

This is not surprising, in fact, as Xiao Jianshen grew up, not to mention ordinary scholars, even King Zhuang himself did not like to stand side by side with or meet his nephew.

Maybe there is such a kind of person in the world, no matter what he is in private, at least on the surface he appears to be a god-given man, unstoppable.

Xiao Jianshen, who was on the main seat, looked slowly across the faces of everyone present.After a few breaths of silence, he said slowly, "Who is the leader today?"

Following the sound of this voice, a person stepped out from the crowd just now.

Xiao Jianshen glanced at it, couldn't help but startled slightly, and cheered softly in his heart!

I saw that the person who came out of the crowd was a young scholar in his twenties, with white lips, red lips, handsome eyebrows and slender eyes, wearing a sky blue robe, standing in the wind, very elegant.

The scholar who won the top spot came to Xiao Jianshen, and said respectfully: "Student Song Xingfei, I have met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." After speaking, he handed over the theory he wrote just now, which was voted number one.

The eunuch handed over the matter on his behalf, but Xiao Jianshen took the roll of paper directly from the other party's hand without hesitation. The two fingers touched, and Song Shengfei quickly retracted his hand as if being scalded. The whole body turned red, and King Zhuang beside him couldn't help coughing lightly.

Xiao Jianshen was looking down at the theory in his hand, and he saw the opening topic of this article, which is full of flowers and blood, it can be called an excellent work.He was quite satisfied in his heart, so he said to Song Xingfei: "You are very satisfied with your work, I don't know if you are willing to go to Gu's mansion to talk with Gu Bingzhu at night, for Gu—"

Zhuang Wang next to him coughed again.

Xiao Jianshen's voice paused, and he turned to ask King Zhuang: "Uncle Huang is not feeling well?"

Zhuang Wang didn't want to express his nephew's hobbies in public, so after two prompt reminders and interruptions, he said vaguely: "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry about it if you see it well."

The conversation between the two came to an end, Xiao Jianshen turned his eyes to Song Xingfei again, and saw the handsome scholar took another step back, bowed his hands to him respectfully and said: "Don't dare to be a prince and love you, the student has a wife and child at home, and he is eagerly looking forward to the student's love." Go home, prince, prince——Prince Longzhang Fengzi, the students really dare not, dare not offend Tianyan—"

Zhuang Wang and the other scholars present were pleased: This is a model of our generation of scholars, Ming Zong Xiaoli, loyal and righteous!

Xiao Jianshen: "..."

Looking at the red face and slightly trembling waist and legs of the person in front of him, he didn't know how to answer.

After a while, he said slowly: "Gu didn't let you see your beautiful wife and child..."

This is almost as straightforward as a threat!

Everyone present felt pity for Song Xingfei who faced the prince directly.

Song Xingfei, who was facing Xiao Jianshen, was also under pressure that ordinary people could never imagine. His complexion was blushing at one moment, and pale at another, his expression was ever-changing and extremely complicated.

Just when the indignant people couldn't help but want to step forward, a chuckle and a long song came from the crowd.

Xiao Jianshen looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a group of people of all kinds. A green-robed scholar turned out from behind a tree near the water.

Everyone saw that the lake was lingering and the willow leaves were fresh, and their clothes and belts were in the wind, walking slowly and lightly, hunting like fairies flying over the waves.Just listen to him chanting and laughing: "The grass is green and the willows are yellow, and the peach blossoms are chaotic and the plum flowers are fragrant. The east wind does not blow away sorrow, but the spring day can provoke hatred. There is nothing in the world, and mediocrity. Xue Maoqing, a student, met the prince. .”

When the man walked in, everyone and Xiao Jianshen could see each other's face clearly.

I saw that this scholar was also exceptionally young, his eyebrows were cut like willow leaves, his eyes were like a phoenix slanting, his lips were like a little bit of vermilion lacquer, his nose was like a jade hanging from a palace, his integrity was like a song descending from the world, and his fluttering looks like a painting of Zhongshan. people.

With a smile on his lips, he said to the leader, "Didn't the crown prince agree to Brother Song to go back to visit his wife and children? The crown prince is very dignified. Although your brother admires His Highness, he should consider a little for those who will wait later."

Song Xingfei paused for a while, and then after a while, he seemed to have made a decision in an instant, so he covered his face with his sleeves and said, "Thank you, Prince, for your forgiveness."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Everyone also heaved a sigh of relief, and felt that the few words of the newcomer were very witty for Song Xingfei's successful rescue.But soon, they turned their more worried eyes on Xue Maoqing who came out suddenly.

At this time, Xue Maoqing had already said frankly that he had won the third place in this grand banquet, and he was lucky enough to win the third place, and handed his essay to the prince.

In recent years, few people have been able to be calm and dignified in front of themselves.Especially the sentence just now, "There is nothing in the world, and mediocrity is what disturbs it" expressed his innermost feelings.

Xiao Jianshen felt happy when he saw Xue Maoqing for the first time, but because of the matter of the previous leader, this time Xiao Jianshen still asked his servant to pass the scroll to him.

The servant who was waiting beside Xiao Jianshen quickly and respectfully presented the scroll to Xiao Jianshen's eyes.

Xiao Jianshen's eyes fell on the prose in his hand.

This prose describes the scenery in a strange way, and the scenery is described in a strange way, and the strangeness is mixed with strong emotions. In the prime of life...everything is perfect, and it is the talent that Xiao Jianshen wants to have in his pocket during this trip.

Xiao Jianshen became more and more delighted, so he pressed the article and said bluntly to the left and right and everyone: "Gujian is the number one."

Everyone looked at Xue Maoqing, who looked like a beautiful girl and looked like a heavenly man, although their hearts were extremely complicated, they did not dare to compete with the prince.

After pondering for a while, King Zhuang felt that he could not refute, so he nodded and said: "... I will follow the prince's wishes."

Xiao Jianshen was carefully sizing up the "leader" standing in front of him, and every time he took another look, he felt satisfied.Just as he smiled slightly and was about to speak, the sound of fighting suddenly came from outside the garden, and someone shouted: "There are assassins, there are assassins—protect the prince—protect the prince!"

The guards and eunuchs guarding the prince's side rioted in an instant, scrambling to block the prince with their bodies, as if there would be a cold arrow coming from nowhere to pierce Xiao Jianshen's body in the next moment!

During such pushing, Xue Maoqing, who was originally standing in front of the prince, was protected by the surrounding servants and entered the circle. He staggered two steps, and before he had time to stabilize his body, he was thrown from his seat. Xiao Jianshen who stood up was supported.

Xiao Jianshen helped Xue Maoqing out of "the idea of ​​loving Qing", but he didn't want to feel wrong as soon as his hands wrapped around the other's waist.

Of course it's not because the other party's waist is extraordinarily flexible and slender, nor is it that the smear of suet-like warm jade from the collar is almost dazzling, but because Xiao Jianshen touched it the first time he touched it. Then feel the profound internal force flowing under those muscles!

Xiao Jian paused for a moment, and just in case, he switched from supporting to caressing, and quickly caressed the other's back, waist and wrists with both hands.

Xue Maoqing, who was supported by Xiao Jianshen, only felt a numbness coming from the other's hands. Going to the ninth, he was angry at first, then smiled in his heart, and thought secretly: It may not be without reason, the crown prince is an old hand among flowers, and a hungry ghost among women!

In the blink of an eye, the sound outside had gradually become inaudible, and Xiao Jianshen also let go to let Xue Maoqing stand still. He only glanced at the other party, and made the person standing next to him take a step back.

He didn't move his face, he just nodded slightly when he listened to the report of "the assassins have all been captured" from the warriors guarding outside.

After the wrestler retreated and the attendants around him dispersed in an orderly manner and stood up again one by one, his eyes swept over Xue Maoqing again, and he felt extremely regretful: How could a person with profound internal strength not stand firmly because of the crowd?

Another spy that others tried to insert.

You are a beautiful woman, but why are you a thief?

While Xiao Jian was deep in thought, Zhuang Wang, who had acted calmly during the turmoil just now, was talking with Xue Maoqing. He talked with Xue Maoqing twice, and saw that the other party had chosen some of the imperial gift items on the table, which had annotations from great Confucians After reading the book, he smiled and nodded slightly, then turned to Xiao Jianshen: "Jian Shen——"

Xiao Jianshen raised his eyes to look at King Zhuang.

Zhuang Wang said: "It's time to give Xue Qing a gift."

Xiao Jianshen understood.

Because of the good talk about hairpin flowers in the past, nine times out of ten those who won the head would choose a seasonal flower, so the Huating Banquet is also called Hairpin Flower Banquet.

In the tray just in front of him is also a freshly folded peach blossom.

Xiao Jianshen pressed the article in his hand, took flowers from the tray, and pinned them into the ear of the other party.

The peach blossoms are scorching, turning red to the beauty's dimple.