I write novels in the East Palace

"Master Xiang is here? It seems that I have something urgent to see you." Fu Qian listened to the porter's announcement and asked Fang Guanyan, "How about I leave first?"

"No, if there was something important, he wouldn't come to the front door with such a big fanfare." Fang Guanyan was used to being referred to as Prime Minister Fang, so he didn't call him father.

As he spoke, he put the charcoal into the tea stove with a fire tong, poured the already cold tea into the porcelain mug, washed the plain white jade porcelain pot, refilled the tea leaves and the dew sealed in the porcelain bottle, and placed them in the lit tea stove. On top of it, green smoke billowed up in a short while.

Fang Guanyan's movements were smooth and flowing, and his gestures seemed to come out of a painting. After doing all this, his jade white fingers turned to another jade pot, and poured himself a glass of white water.

"..." Fu Qian spread his fan to cover the twitching corners of his mouth, and said speechlessly, "You obviously don't drink tea anymore, and you still keep all these things in order—this dew, you went there on purpose a few mornings ago It must have been taken from Zhangtai Mountain."

He pointed to the sealed porcelain bottle.

"This is the way to treat guests." Fang Guanyan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, his tone was light, "If the young master comes next time, I will also treat him with white water."

Although Fang Guanyan is not good at drinking, he is now imitating that person and not drinking tea, but his skill in cooking tea and wine is really nothing to say.

Fu Qian was never greedy for alcohol, but last time when Fang Guanyan was in a good mood, he dug up a few jars of treasured wine. He and Pei Yi couldn't help but drink too much. dizzy.

Fu Qian was fine, he knew that his alcohol intake was light and restrained, so he drank a couple of ounces. Although he was very excited when he read Si Gongzi's manuscript later, only a few friends saw him making a fool of himself.It was miserable for Pei Ju, who failed to go to the barracks the next day, and was given a good meal by his father.

That pitiful wail, it is said that Grand Master Shen who passed by thought that General Pei's mansion was killing pigs, and asked the guard what kind of happy event it was.

It's not a day or two for Fu Qian to miss Fang Guanyan's wine, and he also likes his tea very much.

Hearing this, he closed his fan and gestured in front of his mouth to shut up: "Then just pretend I didn't say that."

Prime Minister Fang's footsteps were just outside the door.

The two were about to get up to salute, Prime Minister Fang waved his hands in anticipation, he strode in and sat down, straight to the point, "Who is the Fourth Young Master?"

Fang Guanyan's movement of putting down the teacup paused, and he seemed to withdraw his hand naturally and casually, but the fingertips in his sleeves curled up unconsciously.

"Who are you talking about?" he asked.

"Fourth son, he is the one who published this "Poor Scholar Farming" in your Chang'an bookstore." Prime Minister Fang took out the book from his sleeve and slapped it on the table. From Fang Guanyan, he saw Fu Qian, "Do you know he is who?"

Fu Qian hid the surprise in his eyes and smiled, "I didn't expect the prime minister to deal with all kinds of opportunities, but still read idle books."

"If this is some idle book, your Zuichun Tower will still make something based on it? Recently, half of the scholars in Chang'an City have become frequent visitors of Zuichun Tower." Prime Minister Fang saw through him at a glance. Essentially, I clicked a sentence, "It's never profitable to get up early, and if you get a cheap one, you'll act like a good boy."

If someone else said this, Fu Qian would definitely take it as an opportunity to scold him, but Prime Minister Fang showed admiration in his eyes when he said this, he must be praising him for his good vision.

Fu Qian shook his folding fan lightly and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

Fang Guanyan handled the brewed tea, and evenly distributed two cups, which happened to be shared by the old fox and the little fox.

"You asked what he does?" Fang Guanyan asked with some guesses in his mind.

"Of course it's a recommendation!" Prime Minister Fang couldn't think of things that Du Bingruo could think of. He looked at his son strangely, "You ask that because you know him?"

Fu Qian also felt that Fang Guanyan cared a little too much this time, and his eyes were also somewhat inquiring.

Fang Guanyan shook his head calmly in denial, showing no flaws on his face.

Fu Qian only thought that he was thinking too much, so he withdrew his suspicious gaze.

He tapped the folding fan and held it in the palm of his hand, and took the initiative to answer Prime Minister Fang, "I'm afraid I misunderstood you. Although we received the manuscript, we communicated through the post station. He didn't even accept the manuscript fee, so we I really don't know who he is."

Prime Minister Fang guessed that it should be the same. Both Fu Qian and Fang Guanyan are not characters who look at talents and let them be obliterated by the times. If they really know who they are, they should try their best to recommend them.And it seems that the Fourth Young Master himself may not want to reveal his identity.

But after a while, Prime Minister Fang was already full of thoughts, and he was not disappointed. He just turned around and looked at Fang Guanyan and said, "Then you can do a divination for me and figure out where he is. This is what I'm looking for." He, it wasn't you who leaked the news, and it will be blamed at that time, and that is my responsibility, and I will never implicate you."

Fu Qian breathed a sigh of relief, but he still said obediently, "What did the Prime Minister say?"

Prime Minister Fang made a good guess. If Fu Qian only thought that the Fourth Young Master must be a strange person when he first received the manuscript, then after he got the full manuscript of the first volume and researched the instant noodles, Fu Qian realized that the Fourth Young Master had something wrong with him. sharp.

He really wanted to introduce him intentionally, and tried it out in the letter, but it was as if nothing came to him.

Everyone is a smart person who knows how to refuse silently and stop when enough is enough. Although Fu Qian felt regretful, he did not force it.

While heaving a sigh of relief, Fu Qian also felt anticipation in his heart, looking at his friend with burning eyes.

Both pairs of eyes fell directly on him, Fang Guanyan was silent for a moment, and took out the copper coins he used for fortune-telling.

There was a clanging sound, and three copper coins fell on the table.Fang Guanyan put it away without waiting for anyone to see it clearly, and repeated the previous action to throw it on the table, three times.

Fang Guanyan finally stopped, looked at the hexagrams with the same result three times, and remained silent for a long time.

Fu Qian's brows also twitched, realizing something.

No matter what he said, he had memorized "Book of Changes" and discussed fortune-telling with Tang Gong. Even if he had no talent in fortune-telling, he could still find problems if he deduced the same hexagram three times in his mind.

Fu Qian quickly raised his eyes to look at Fang Guanyan, who had a calm face, and said in his heart that it was outrageous.

Prime Minister Fang didn't understand this at all, and thought that three times was an inevitable ceremony, so he just waited like this, and only asked when he stopped, "How is it?"

Fang Guanyan put away the copper coins and opened his eyes to say nonsense, "There is too little information to calculate."

"Ah!" Prime Minister Fang sighed regretfully.

It wasn't until Prime Minister Fang was sent away that Fu Qian turned to look at Fang Guanyan. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Fang Guanyan took a sip from the teacup and interrupted him with the sentence "If you see it, don't tell it".

Fu Qian gasped, "When did you know?"

"At first glance." Fang Guanyan replied without hesitation.

Fu Qian said for a while: "Sometimes I don't know whether to say you are fake or sincere to him." When you say it is fake, you can see the clue at a glance, and you say it is true, but you don't tell him that you are Zi Gu.

Fang Guanyan heard his unfinished words, pursed his lips and said, "He already knows who I am."

Fu Qian stared in surprise, "When did this happen?"

Fang Guanyan: "The day I came back from the sea, I was drunk and said it unconsciously."

That's right, Fang Guanyan didn't drink Duanpian, on the contrary, he even clearly remembered the tone in which he grabbed Mr. Zhi Ge's hand and said "really two" when he touched his head.

He has always paid more attention to such details.

Fu Qian frowned and realized that things were not that simple, "Before we met each other, you admired him very much and stayed by his side whenever you had the chance, why now you met him, but you are living in this cold courtyard instead?" drink water alone?"

"Could it be that you did something heinous to him, so you dare not see him now?" Fu Qian's eyes gradually became subtle.

"He is the prince." Fang Guanyan emphasized.

Fu Qian pressed his fan against his head and made a long "ah" sound, muttering to himself, "I really forgot his identity..."

Before Fu Qian left, he couldn't help reminding, "There are already envoys who are willing to form friendship and neighbors and have sent them to the palace. You probably won't be far away from going to sea again!" However, the envoys still had his name, and Yu Zhongling was not willing to let him go at all. He could be said to be a non-staff member of the Lifan Academy.

Fu Qian sighed and said: "I'm afraid it will take half a year to go this time, you should take this opportunity to talk to His Highness more heart-to-heart."

"The only way to save money is to learn to drink some tasteless white water in private." Fu Qian was very disgusted when he mentioned this.

Fang Guanyan remained silent.

"Let's go." Fu Qian didn't say much, waved his hands and walked away.

Later, after Fu Qian went back, he deliberately found out the manuscripts of Zhi Ge and the Fourth Young Master. If he didn't turn it over, he would be surprised. Most of the manuscripts in his hand were replaced by Fang Guanyan's copy!

"Well, you are a solid house, and the method of stealing beams and changing pillars is very good!" Fu Qian ground his molars, and put the copy of Fang Guanyan's handwriting aside - he was not willing to throw it away, after all, everyone's handwriting was very valuable - Compare the original two handwritings side by side.

Mr. Zhi Ge's handwriting is sharp and sharp like a knife and an ax chisel. Although it has only the shape and no meaning, it can be called a good handwriting; It has been studied systematically, and the spacing between the lines is very pleasing to the eye.

Fu Qian looked left and right, except that the strokes of these two characters were relatively thin, as if they were written with a hard-pointed pen.

Other than that, there is really no other similarity.

"...That's all."

Fu Qian, whose eyes were hurting from watching, finally chose to give up, but he did not intend to let Fang Guanyan go, this person was really slow, he clearly told his identity, but he wanted to pretend that nothing happened , So when will I be able to express my reverence to His Highness?

I'm afraid that when the time comes and comes back after sailing, His Highness won't remember that Zigu is that onion!

With this in mind, Fu Qian wrote a letter to Zhi Ge, but in the letter he was very sensible and only pointed out Zhi Ge's identity, while concealing the fourth son.

In the evening of the next day, Zhou Chengyao brought the letter to the East Palace.

Zhou Chengyi Zhanxin looked at it, first of all, he didn't panic at all when he fell off the horse, but after reading it, he said "ah" mechanically, "It turns out that the vest of Zhige is really well known by everyone."

Zhou Chengyao was very pleased with his self-knowledge.

After Zhou Chengyi saw the latter part, he raised his eyebrows both unexpectedly and reasonably.

"This Fang Guanyan is very calm, so how can I lose to him first?" Zhou Chengyi flicked the letter paper, showing a meaningful smile amidst his brother's puzzled expression.

Fu Qian waited silently, and while waiting in Beijing, the calls to find the Fourth Young Master became louder and louder. When the middle of April came to the end, he saw that the two parties were as quiet as a mountain, and the years were very quiet.

"It's true that the master is not in a hurry and the slaves are in a hurry, so I am too angry!" Fu Qian, who couldn't get the sugar, almost took off his fan and stepped back on the spot.

Good spirits and bad spirits, Fu Qian waited until the day to send Fang Guanyan out to sea before the Lord gave candy.

The author has something to say: Yay~ Addition is complete! !

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Fu Qian: My cp doesn't give candy!Mad!

Zhou Chengyi: I'm not in a hurry.

Fang Guanyan: I am not the one who lost the horse, and I am not in a hurry.

#This Sudden Competitive Heart#

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