Thank you sir, he is still outputting!

Upon hearing the news that Fu Ling was going to the banquet, Xie Zhao, who was originally lacking in interest, immediately cheered up.

On the holiday three days later, he specially changed into new clothes and tied up his long hair with a hosta.The cyan robe was exquisite in texture, elegant and elegant in it, Xie Zhao had a rare appearance, but after being dressed like this, his whole person was even more dignified, elegant and romantic.

Bingwen really couldn't figure it out: "It's not to meet your sweetheart, why are you dressed so nicely?"

Xie Zhao sighed: "Bingwen, you have been with me for so long, why don't you know how convenient it is to have a good appearance?"

Xie Zhao has been outstanding since childhood.

When he was a child, he was a white dough boy, even if the strict elders saw him, they would praise Yuxue for being cute.After growing up, she lost her youthful mellowness, and revealed a rare beauty in the world.

16-year-old Xie Zhao went for a walk on the street, and when he came back, he would always hold his arms full of melons and fruits—all thrown by enthusiastic girls.

Recalling the pain of being hit on the head by melons and fruits, Xie Zhao couldn't help touching his head, sighed for a while, and then smiled confidently: "The night when the third prince and I first met, the sky was dark, and my posture was quite awkward. , it is quite normal for the Third Prince to misunderstand me."

Bingwen had already heard what his young master meant: did he feel that His Highness the Third Prince didn't see his handsome appearance clearly, that's why he was quite indifferent to him these days?

This... is too much to think about.

Xie Zhao really felt that the reason why Fu Ling ignored him was largely due to his bad first impression on Fu Ling.He thought about it differently, and felt that if he was playing the piano in the yard, and suddenly a person protruded from the wall next to him and told him not to go, everyone would be baffled by that situation.

His Highness the Third Prince is a normal person, and he is well-bred without yelling.

The more Xie Zhao thought about it, the more reasonable it became, and the more he felt that he had to go to today's banquet.

He said to himself: "Today, I have to save my face in front of the Third Prince, and let him know that I have deep feelings for him——I've made a deal with him as a bosom friend."

Bingwen had some sympathy for the third prince, and at the same time felt guilty again: he was the well-deserved culprit for the third prince being missed by the young master.

But after all, he grew up with Xie Zhao, Bingwen felt guilty, and in action, he helped Xie Zhao prepare the carriage and driver.

The three of them quickly headed to the suburbs together.

Although it is said to be an outing, how could the banquet held by His Royal Highness Cheng Wang be held in the wild?Xie Zhao and Bingwen got out of the carriage, and the driver consciously drove the horse to the gate of Zhuangzi, and did not follow them in.

Bingwen handed the invitation card printed with gold-plated characters to the doorman. The doorman's already festive smile became more enthusiastic after seeing the words on the invitation card.

He bent down and said respectfully: "It turned out to be Mr. Xie." He pointed to someone to lead Xie Zhao to the place where the banquet was held: "Hurry up and go inside, don't let the sun shine on you."

How sunny is the sun in this spring?

Xie Zhao couldn't laugh or cry, and took Bingwen into the villa.

The servant led Xie Zhao and Bingwen to a certain place in the garden without saying a word, then pointed to the waterside pavilion not far away, and said softly, "Master Xie, just go there."

After finishing speaking, he quietly withdrew.

Xie Zhao looked at the waterside pavilion, and saw that many young people had already arrived in the waterside pavilion, and they were standing or sitting, or watching fish on the railing, or talking eloquently, with laughter from time to time, very lively .

Bingwen knew that was not the place he should go to, so he said obediently: "My lord, I'll wait for you here."

Xie Zhao patted him on the head: "Don't wait here, I don't know how long this banquet will take, you find a place to sit and rest first, I will call your name when you leave."

Bingwen chuckled: "Don't worry, I'm good at being lazy."

Look at what I said, maybe I'm usually lazy

Xie Zhao glared at Bingwen, but smiled himself after staring.

Xie Zhao then crossed the wooden bridge by himself and walked to the water pavilion.

He has an outstanding appearance, and recently he has been in the limelight in Beijing. Someone in the room quickly recognized him, and whispered to the people around him: "It's Mr. Xie——Which Mr. Xie are you asking? In Beijing, do you think it's okay?" Is there anyone to thank you, sir?"

With such a reminder, everyone quickly realized that the one who came was the newly promoted No. [-] scholar, Xie Yushi who had impeached himself in front of civil and military officials not long ago.

So this is Xie Zhao.

Everyone suddenly realized.

The original laughter and conversation in the water pavilion disappeared together.Everyone silenced unconsciously, and looked at Xie Zhao with eyes mixed with admiration, curiosity, and envy. Those who were leaning on the railing could not help standing up straight, and those who were sitting lazily also straightened up. waist.

The atmosphere became a little weird at some point.

Everyone wanted to talk to Xie Zhao, but no one wanted to be the first to speak.

It was Xie Zhao who first broke the eerie silence.

As if he didn't notice anything, he smiled, bent his eyes, bowed to everyone, and said with a smile: "It's really a blessing for Xie Zhao to meet you today."

He straightened up: "I would like to thank His Royal Highness Cheng Wang for giving me this opportunity."

Xie Zhaolian won three prizes, but at nineteen he won the first prize in the Jinke, and the reputation of his talent has already spread throughout the capital.

In particular, he was born in a famous family, full of nobles, and his father and grandfather were both well-known big shots back then.

Not to mention that he was also favored by the Holy Majesty, which caused the Holy Majesty to break the rules for him and enter Yushitai instead of Hanlin.In the eyes of many people, Xie Zhao now has the words "Boundless Future" engraved on his forehead.

No matter how proud and flamboyant such a person is, it is reasonable to say, but at this moment, he bowed down and bowed his hands to the people in the water pavilion humbly and politely.

Today, the person who accepts Chengwang and wants to invite to the banquet is either the son of an official in the court, with a prominent family background and a pampered family; or a well-known young talent in the literary world, young, promising, open-minded and unrestrained.

Xie Zhao was the first to break the silence, and the others naturally followed suit, introducing themselves to him one by one.

"Master Xie, I am Ding Song, the son of Ding Sheng, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry."

"I am the eldest son of the Imperial College, Yan Jiyue, who strictly abides by the etiquette of offering wine."

"Master Xie, I am the judge of Dali and Sun Qi, who was also the leader of the last imperial examination."

……

Everyone who has a family background reports their family background, and those who have achievements report their grades. In short, they are all dragons and phoenixes.If there is no accident, there must be a place for these people in the officialdom ten years later.

Facing the greetings from all the talents, Xie Zhao repeatedly cupped his hands: "Everything is good, everyone is good."

After these people had finished introducing themselves, only one person strode forward and came to Xie Zhao.

This person looks to be in his early twenties, with a handsome face, his eyes are slightly black and blue, he is wearing the most popular blue robe nowadays, and there are several jade pendants hanging around his waist, all of them are bright and emerald green.The man had only walked a few steps before the jade pendants on his waist collided with each other, making a jingling sound.

He stood in front of Xie Zhao, stared at Xie Zhao for a while, and said contemptuously in a voice that everyone in the pavilion could hear: "This is Xie Zhao? But that's all."

Dayu respected etiquette, Xie Zhao has an official position, this person is not Xie Zhao's relatives and friends, but he called him by his first name on the spot.

Is this the only one who wins the top three prizes in a row?

It's literally a slap in the face.

An embarrassing silence reappeared in the water pavilion.

Seemingly not aware of anything wrong with the others, the man greeted Xie Zhao with a half-smile: "Master Xie, I am Feng Ruiming, the son of Feng Delin, Minister of the Household Department."

He snorted softly, looked Xie Zhao up and down, and said with a smile, "I can't compare to thanking the number one scholar for his kindness, Master Xie laughed at me."

Just now he called out to Mr. Xie, but now it is Xie Zhuangyuan and the Holy Family Long En, so he almost said that Xie Zhao, the number one scholar, was sent by the Holy One through the back door.

Feng Ruiming was so provocative, naturally he had his confidence: his father Feng Delin was not only the Minister of the Household Department, but also the elder brother of the imperial concubine.In other words, His Royal Highness Cheng Wang is still Feng Ruiming's cousin, and Feng Ruiming can be called a relative of the emperor.

The reason why he was able to be so sarcastic in front of Xie Zhao was that Xie Zhao didn't dare to do anything to him because he had a lot of support behind him.

It is true that Xie Zhao can't do anything to him, but there is nothing wrong with showing off his quick tongue.

Faced with Feng Ruiming's ridicule, he straightened up, waved his hands, and said shyly, "It's all because of my grandfather's devoted teaching for many years that I was able to win the first prize before I even got to the championship. It's just luck that I won three prizes."

Speaking of this, he stopped, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Feng Ruiming with a smile: "Speaking of which, I don't know what year Master Feng was a Jinshi in the imperial examination? Where is he working now?"

Ever since Xie Zhao said the words "Master Feng", Feng Ruiming's face flushed red.

Not for anything else, it is precisely because Feng Ruiming is still not honored as an adult - he has participated in the three imperial examinations, but he can't even pass the examination for scholar, so why is he a Jinshi?

Everyone in the capital knows that Feng Delin, the son of Feng Shangshu, spends his days in romantic places. He is not good at poetry and lyrics, but he is very good at riding horses in the street and bullying the people.

Because of his bad reputation, Feng Delin wanted to send his son to be a small official through the Ministry of Officials several times, but he was dismissed every time by the Ministry of Officials. Will you open the back door for him?

So even though he is 23 now, Feng Ruiming can only be called "Mr. Feng" when he goes out.

Feng Ruiming, who has no talent and no official luck, met the young and promising Xie Zhao today, and the anger in his heart naturally rose.

It's a pity that the prestige was not finished, but Xie Zhao ridiculed him, and the anger was even more pent up in his heart, making Feng Ruiming blushed and angry, but he had no way to vent his anger.

At this moment, His Royal Highness Cheng Wang came late, broke the deadlock in the water pavilion, and saved some face for his cheap cousin.

Wearing a scarlet uniform, King Cheng strode into the water pavilion, and said with a loud smile, "Sorry, I'm late."

He looked around at the people in the waterside pavilion, raised his eyebrows and said, "You are all rare talents in the capital, and it should be very pleasant to get along with you."

"Pleasant indeed."

Xie Zhao turned around and looked at King Cheng: "Your Majesty Xie Zhao has seen His Highness King Cheng—"

After a pause, he looked past King Cheng, and blinked at Fu Ling who was dressed in black and had a cold expression: "Of course, I have seen His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

In the bright spring, Xie Zhao's brows were bright, with a faint smile on his lips: "It's really unexpected to meet you here."

The breeze blew slowly, Fu Ling closed his eyes, wiped the gray hair on his cheek with his bare hands, and said softly: "Unexpected?"

He glanced lazily at Xie Zhao, remained silent for a while, and replied softly, "You say yes."