I write novels in the East Palace

"Brother..." Zhou Chengyi originally wanted to ask who that person was, but when he turned his head, he met his brother, hiding the surprise in his eyes.

He was also keenly aware that although the eyes of many veterans who have been officials for a long time have been tidied up, their expressions are somewhat uncomfortable. From the corner of their eyes, they quietly glanced at Prime Minister Fang, but the latter was watching his heart, showing no surprise look.

Zhou Chengyi paused, swallowed all the words and doubts in his heart, and only looked at the contemporary Wei Jie again.

"Let's get back together." The emperor personally helped Concubine Min, not only did not care about the old man's treason, but he took the initiative to bow his head and greet him, "It has been several years since Tang Gong resigned from the post of national teacher. Seeing Tang Gong as before, I'm so relieved, I don't know how Mr. Tang is doing?"

The old man bowed his body, and replied neither humble nor overbearing: "Thank you for your majesty's concern, Pindao is in good health."

It turns out that this is the contemporary Guiguzi.

Zhou Chengyi's attention was immediately diverted. He looked at Tang Henian carefully, and a sense of familiarity suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, but after a while, he dug out a writing fragment from the depths of the original owner's memory: It turned out that this person had entered the palace to teach the prince. Drowned, Empress Xiaoxian is still alive.

Compared with the one in memory, Tang Henian really hasn't changed at all.

Although Zhou Chengyi writes about ghosts and ghosts, he doesn't believe in them much. Even if he does something very unscientific like transmigrating books, he is still a firm materialist.

He was more curious about whether Tang Henian's fame was real or just a sham.

Judging from the details disclosed by Zhou Chengyao earlier, the emperor didn't listen to the gods and ghosts much, but he was very respectful and polite to Tang Henian.

After the two had a brief and calm chat, Tang Henian proposed to leave, "It's time for Poor Dao to make preparations so as not to miss the auspicious time."

The emperor was not displeased with his attitude, and nodded in agreement, "I will have to trouble Duke Tang for the ceremony." I don't know if it was Zhou Chengyi's illusion, but he always felt that the emperor's eyes seemed to linger on the low-key contemporary Wei Jie For a moment.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the poor Daoist and disciples should do their best." Tang Henian performed a Taoist salute and left with a wave of Buddha dust.

The contemporary Wei Jie kept his head down and had no sense of presence, but when he turned to leave, he suddenly raised his eyes to look over, and his eyes collided with Zhou Chengyi's.

The corners of the man's lips curved slightly, and he nodded imperceptibly, as if to say hello.

Zhou Chengyi was stunned for a moment, then nodded hesitantly, and then silently watched the man's back as he went away.

Wang He asked for instructions in a low voice, "Your Majesty?"

"It doesn't matter." The emperor said indifferently, "Mr. Tang has his own measure."

"Yes." Wang He then stepped back and said nothing.

Zhou Chengyi was confused when he heard them playing charades. He thought of the strange tacit understanding of the veterans just now, and he thought for a while, inexplicably felt that the cause of the matter should be caused by the contemporary "Wei Jie".

It was rare for him to have some inquisitive thoughts.

When he went down to change clothes, Zhou Chengyi asked Zhou Chengyao about it.

Zhou Chengyao was startled when he heard that, and immediately covered his mouth with his hand, and only let go after checking the surroundings to make sure there was no one there.

He warned in a low voice, "This is a taboo thing, you must not ask others about it."

Zhou Chengyi blinked, "I know it's great, so I'll ask you now."

"Brother, who is he? What happened?" Zhou Chengyi asked.

Zhou Chengyao was silent for a moment, still unable to withstand the sincere eyes of his younger brother, he said something selective:

"That's Fang Guanyan, the eldest son of Prime Minister Fang. As his name suggests, he is a well-deserved talent. He is quite famous in Beijing at the age of ten. His several policy articles are amazing, especially after the defeat of Ruchuan. Wrote an article "Discussing Hu Xiwen", a section of the ode "Northern Hu barbarians trampled on the fertile land of our Xiao country, slaughtered our compatriots and people, blood winding like streams, mourning and mournful, casting a ghost city, near the dead today, and you and me who will die tomorrow The people of my generation are waiting with their arms tied, why not directly sacrifice their heads, wives and daughters in order to survive!"

"Everyone who listens is full of enthusiasm, and almost wants to go into battle with a pickaxe to kill the enemy." Zhou Chengyao recalled that his tone was very emotional at that time, and it was precisely because of this that he felt so sorry.

Just listening to Zhou Chengyi, he felt that this person was not ordinary. With such a face, he really couldn't tell that he was a tenth-level troll-this is a compliment.

Then he heard his brother turn his head around, "It's a pity that fate is not good, and it will be... Prime Minister Fang almost killed himself to apologize for protecting him."

"How this matter was resolved later, I don't know, my body... don't worry about it." He sighed and added, "I also heard about him by accident a few years ago when his fame spread to Beijing. I know that he has joined Tang Gong's family."

Except for food and clothing, Zhou Chengyao is at the level of a prince and prince. His physical condition prevented him from focusing on things other than illness. The reason why he knew about this matter was because it was too much trouble.

Zhou Chengyao didn't specify what was on the stall, and Zhou Chengyi had no way of guessing what could still scare the courtiers after so many years.

It can't be treason, can it?

That young man is only in his twenties, and he is far away from him. More than ten years ago, he could write poems and prose to scold people, but no matter how awesome he is, he can't get into the level of rebellion.And listening to his proclamation, he is obviously a very patriotic and progressive person.

Listening to his brother's words, it doesn't seem like he made a mistake, but more like being implicated by others.

But why is Prime Minister Fang okay?

Zhou Chengyi couldn't figure it out, but he didn't have so much time to think about it.

They had to change into the complicated and grand clothes before the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.

Fang Guanyan, who was discussed by them, also changed his clothes at this time, and was planning to go down the mountain and go home in a low-key manner.

Tang Henian stared at him with beard blowing, very dissatisfied, "Suddenly said that he would come, showed his face and said that he wanted to leave, but you come and go freely!"

"Otherwise?" Yubai's fingers unhurriedly straightened the jade pendant and red fringe, and Fang Guanyan stated the facts in a flat tone, "My identity is so sensitive, so staying here is why people suspect me. Now that I have met my idol , it’s time to leave.”

"Idol...what do you mean?" Tang Henian asked doubtfully.

Fang Guanyan learned these words from Mr. Zhi Ge's letters, "He is the person he admires in his heart."

Tang Henian was surprised: "There is still someone you can admire? Who is it?"

It's no wonder that Tang Henian was so surprised, there are few people in this world who can compare with Guan Yan, and his achievements in his youth are enough to make most of the world's literati feel ashamed.

Although Fang Guanyan is gentle and indifferent on the surface, his heart is unruly and unruly. Otherwise, after so many years, he would only have three friends, Fu Qian, Pei Yi, and Luo Yi.Several of them have very different personalities, and the only thing they have in common is that they all climbed to the top in their respective fields at a young age.

To make Fang Guanyan say the word "worship", it is conceivable that he is another amazingly talented person.

"Whose family's Xiao Erlang, tell me quickly and listen to me as a teacher!" Tang Henian's desire to accept apprentices was about to move.

However, Fang Guanyan did not answer, he fastened the jade pendant again, and said slowly with a chuckle, "Master, if you want to know, you can look through the books yourself."

Tang Henian let out a "huh" immediately, and didn't give up, he said flickeringly, "Master, I see that it might rain, you'd better stay and have dinner before leaving."

"No, I have to go back to read, so I'll take my leave first." Fang Guanyan walked away in a steady but hasty manner.

Fang Guanyan didn't lie to Tang Henian, he really wanted to go back to read.

At the Empress Dowager Chunzhuang's funeral, and the Prince was ill again, it was not until midnight yesterday that someone sent the manuscript of the second half of the Survival Scroll to Fufu.

Fang Guanyan and Zhi Ge have been disconnected for more than half a month, and after the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, he planned to meet him. He made a special arrangement, and couldn't wait to leave for Zhangtai Mountain to meet the master early in the morning. As a result, everyone I didn't know this until I got to the foot of the mountain.

Fu Qian asked someone to tell, saying that the fourth issue of the magazine's "Stealing Life" had just been published. He was sitting in Chang'an Bookstore, and it had been three o'clock since he returned home. As soon as he got the manuscript, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep. When he woke up, he called someone to notify him. he.

Fang Guanyan simply chose to see the real person first.The update can be a little later, but the real person is rare.

But now that people have finished seeing it, it is natural to go back and watch the update.

Fang Guanyan went down the mountain and went straight to the Fu Mansion, without the guidance of the housekeeper, he went to the backyard with ease, and he heard the fierce quarrel inside before he arrived.

"I don't think Qi Feng is a monster, but Wang Min is a monster, that's why the villagers hate him and don't want him to appear." Pei Ju's loud and thick voice startled the koi in the pond halfway outside the yard.

"Idiot!" This is naturally Luo Yi, he said, "According to what you said, the villagers should be more afraid of him, so how could they just hate him and not expel him? It is undisputed that Qi Feng is not a human being."

Pei Ju refused, "Then tell me why Yun Menghu didn't get rid of Qi Feng?"

"It's because we don't know that we need to discuss it."

"Heh! Since you don't know, why do you say mine was wrong?"

"It's obvious! What Yunmenghu said was 'I'm tired of doing it to both of you', that is, neither of you can move!" Luo Yi said, "I think Qi Feng may not be a demon, but a demon."

Pei Ju hehe, "There must be a reason for a person to have a demon, right? And which demon is so friendly, and it doesn't matter whether Wangmin is dead or not?"

The two fought against each other, and neither could convince the other.

Fu Qian stood in the middle and was miserable. He wanted to express his opinion but no one listened to him, and he had to be careful that the two of them would fight if they disagreed. Seeing Fang Guanyan was like seeing a savior, his eyes lit up immediately.

"Zi Gu, you're here!"

As soon as Fu Qianren stood up in joy, Luo Yi used his hand to get up and sat back down, "Zi Gu, you came at the right time, this idiot will not admit his mistake, you are the one to judge!"

"Hmph! You are definitely the one who is wrong." Pei Ju actually felt a little guilty in his heart, but on the surface he was still trying to argue.

The thick stack of manuscripts in the second half of the stealing scroll was sent directly to Fang Guanyan.

Fang Guanyan sat down and looked at it without saying a word.

Last time, it was said that Wang Min wanted to die but was stopped by Qi Feng and said something very weird, but Wang Min used this to force him to return his body, Qi Feng was silent for a long time and nodded in agreement.

However, no matter how Qi Feng helped, as soon as Wang Min appeared, the villagers would stay away.

"Why did you come out? Go away!"

"I'll come again when Qi Feng comes back." They all said the same thing.

Under such circumstances, Wang Min couldn't help suspecting that he was the monster occupying other people's bodies. Qi Feng also said that he didn't intend to appear on his own initiative, and that Wang Min was the culprit who caused his serious injuries, but he couldn't. Kill Wangmin, because if Wangmin dies, he will die too.

Wang Min wanted Yunmenghu to pick someone to do it, but Yunmenghu refused, but offered to give them a dream, so that Wang Min could learn more about Qifeng in the dream, so that he would not be so hated when he came out.

After reading it, Fang Guanyan said surprisingly, "Wang Min and Qi Feng are one person."

"Do you know that you are insane?"