In the attic, Bai Qi was holding the pigeon with one hand and stroking its feathers with the other.

Looking through the window, I saw Ji Chen and Qin Sheng sitting opposite each other in the bamboo forest.

Bai Qi and Ge Zi are also chatting with each other.

"They were chatting and playing the piano."

"Goo."

"It's the third day, and he dismissed me again, is he afraid that I will disturb them?"

"Goo."

"Qin Sheng's quyi is definitely not as good as mine, otherwise he wouldn't be so stiff yesterday, but Ji Chen chose him."

"Cuckoo."

"Do you think Qin Sheng is very idle? Isn't he Yushi Zhongcheng? Every day he is full and has nothing to do, so he runs to Duanwang's mansion."

"Cuckoo!"

The pigeon flapped his wings angrily, flew out and rested on the other side.

The hand stroking it was getting harder and harder, and it felt like its pigeon feathers were about to fall off.

Bai Qi wasn't angry either, but she didn't smile, "Did he not carry you out for a walk for several days?"

The pigeon tilted its head.

Bai Qi took two steps closer, looked at the figure outside the window, and said in a low voice, "Go around him and throw yourself into his arms. If you don't take the initiative, he will forget you."

The pigeon hesitated for a moment, then spread its wings and rushed towards Ji Chen's arms.

"Xiaobai?" Ji Chen only saw a group of white shadows rushing towards him, and he was a little pleasantly surprised, ignoring Qin Sheng who was on the side, "Did you miss me?"

"I miss you."

Approximate dialogue.

The one who gave the answer was still a person, not a pigeon.

Ji Chen couldn't help looking.

Since coming to Prince Duan's Mansion, Bai Qi has moved in as Ji Chen's friend, and gradually shed the shadow of the former Jiaofang Secretary.

Ji Chen hasn't met many sons of aristocratic families, but Bai Qi is indeed the only one he has ever met that can surprise him.Probably the green clothes and green bamboos, the clank and the pride, can always move him more.

Bai Qi walked over slowly, with just the right amount of guilt in his brows, "It's not sensible, it insists on rushing over, and it won't listen to me when I tell it not to disturb you."

Ji Chen personally poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, "Thank you for your hard work."

The pigeon tilted its head, struggling to fly out of Ji Chen's arms, but was held down by Ji Chen again, "Gu??"

Bullying pigeons who can't speak human language?

Qin Sheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully touched the pigeon, "Next time we can come together, it will be more lively with more people."

Bai Qi said neither salty nor indifferent, not very enthusiastic, "It's not because I'm afraid of disturbing the exchange of folk art between Mr. Qin and the prince."

Qin Sheng's face froze.

He didn't want to exchange folk art with Ji Chen at all.

Bai Qi still refused to let him go, and turned to ask Ji Chen, "Speaking of which, I still don't know how Master Qin's folk art is. In your lord's opinion, which one is better, Master Qin or me?"

Qin Sheng couldn't help muttering: "This is 'Who is better between me and Duke Xu in the north of the city?'"

Ji Chen just pretended that he didn't hear Qin Sheng's words, and said softly, "Naturally it's your best, Qin Sheng is not good at these things."

Qin Sheng continued: "Your beauty is so beautiful, how can Mr. Xu be as good as you..."

Ji Chen picked up an orange next to him and smashed it, "Shut up."

Bai Qi finally realized what was wrong with his way of asking, and felt a little annoyed that he was too impulsive, "I, I have something to do first, so I'm going out."

Bai Qi's departure almost made him flee in despair.

When Bai Qi was far away, Qin Sheng peeled the orange and sat back down again, "He is the youngest son of the Bai family, and the Bai family is all dead. He joined the Jiaofang Division when he was 13 years old, and he has been covering up his identity all the time." , No trace of other people contacting him was found. Speaking of which, the youngest son of the Bai family was considered a little famous back then. It is said that he was a prodigy alive. He was thirteen at the time, and he must have not forgotten his past knowledge now."

"I didn't ask you to check him," Ji Chen said a little displeased.

Qin Sheng mocked lightly, "I've checked whether you accept it or not. Besides, you are now the only brother of the prince, and you have been named king. Naturally, the people around you should be more careful, so you can trust them in the future. Now the prince is still the only brother. In preparation for the emperor's funeral, before he officially enthroned, this time is the most critical."

"What about you?" Ji Chen had no choice but to defend himself.

Qin Sheng spread his hands helplessly, and said, "My parents owe Queen Qiao a favor and pushed me out."

Ji Chen was taken aback, "Madam Qiao?"

Qin Sheng and Ji Chen looked at each other, and said slowly, "You don't know, do you?"

Qin Sheng put down the orange in his hand, "So the qin music you played yesterday was not for acting, to show our discord in front of the world? Let the prince lower his guard?"

Ji Chen was even more puzzled, and looked at him, "Could it be that we have reconciled? Besides, do you think the prince has the brains to think so much?"

Qin Sheng: "..."

The ally he met just now almost exploded on the spot, Ji Chen had no choice but to offer some favors, "Go and help me deal with those four Huangzhuang stewards, and divide the accounts."

The Huangzhuang given by Ji Han, for the sake of face, seems to have a good location and a large area.

The servants inside are intricate, and if they are dealt with properly, they will naturally benefit a lot, and if they are not handled well, they will be troublesome.

Qin Sheng groaned and groaned, took the land deed and carefully put it away, and said dissatisfied: "If the prince didn't want to promote me, I would never come to you."

Ji Han is obviously much better at fooling around

Ji Chen couldn't help but smile, "Then you are really unfortunate."

Qin Sheng was still a bit vigilant, "Let's make it clear in advance that I will help you with one thing, and I will leave after paying the favor. Afterwards, don't try to use me to threaten the Qin family."

Ji Chen lazily said, "Yes."

Qin Sheng took two steps, dawdling, and turned his head to see that Ji Chen was already lying on the couch.

Qin Sheng came back again, "You just slept like this?"

Ji Chen narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, "It makes sense, I'll ask someone to bring a blanket first."

Qin Sheng hinted, "Aren't you trying to keep me? In fact, I admire those people who are scheming and confident. If I really want to lose to these people, it's not that I don't want to take refuge in them."

Qin Sheng was still chattering, but when he looked down, Ji Chen had already fallen asleep.

Qin Sheng: "..."

Ji Chen doesn't even know how to win over him, he really has no vision.

If he seeks refuge with Ji Chen in the future, he will be a dog!

Qin Sheng shook his sleeves angrily and left. Before he got home, he heard another news.

"Young Master, someone wrote "Inheriting Talent" and won the first prize this year. I heard that person is still in the Dengwen Tower to pick the best." The steward's eyes lit up.

Dengwenlou was the property of the Qin family, and it was also a place where literati gathered. They exchanged music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and selected poems, songs, and fu.

Since ancient times, there has been no first place in literature, and the same is true for Dengwenlou. Every year, the first place will be awarded to the best work of the year. There are countless disputes every year because of this, but it is also because of this that the first place of Dengwenlou has gold.

"I remember that it's only June now? Isn't it the official selection in December at the end of the year?" Qin Sheng suspected that he had heard it wrong. "Who judged this first place?"

"The ten adults of the Hanlin Academy all gave the excellent and praised them strongly." The steward couldn't help boasting, "In the past ten years, only the young master's "Fu of the Qing Dynasty" has received the top ten. Now it seems that this person's talent Not too bad."

Even if there are other works that get top ten again, the two can only be regarded as tied for the first place, and the status of "Inheriting Talent" will not change, it will still be the first this year.

Qin Sheng made a decisive decision, "Let's go and have a look."

Today, Dengwen Building is very crowded, the three floors are full of people, and some people are even crowded on the street.

Before going upstairs, Qin Sheng heard the sound of a piano.

There was a burst of cheers outside.

"Mr. Shangnan is not only outstanding in prose, but also good at rhythm. This song is really extraordinary."

"A piece of "Inheriting Talent" is indeed amazing."

The students around talked a lot and made no secret of their praise.

His expression changed several times, Qin Sheng gritted his teeth, "Go back."

The steward said in surprise, "Master, don't you want to meet that Mr. Shang Nan Shang? I heard that he wears a mask all the time. I don't know what kind of genius he is."

Qin Sheng glanced upstairs, "How do you know I haven't seen it?"

He also heard this man play the pipa.

"Tsk," Qin Sheng couldn't help grinding his teeth, "Prince Duan's luck is really good."

Not only Queen Qiao helped him contact the female relatives, but now Bai Qi helped him open up the literati circle.

Qin Sheng had no choice but to withdraw his evaluation, "The vision is not bad."

Even after staying in the Jiaofang Division for so many years, Bai Qi still hasn't tempered his spirit. King Duan can still pick Bai Qi out of so many people.

The steward looked confused, what's the matter with Duan Wang?

Ji Chen was really confused.

What does it matter to him?

Eunuch Xin beamed, "My lord, now many literati have handed over posts, wanting to visit my lord."

Ji Chen stroked the pigeon and said casually, "What do you want to visit me for?"

"If it weren't for the prince, many ministers would have come to visit the prince when he entered the palace." Eunuch Xin smiled cheerfully. "It's not bad now. I took a look and saw that many officials from the Imperial Academy have come."

Eunuch Xin added: "I heard that it was a student named Shang Nan who started it, the prince should give him a good reward."

"Ahem." Before he could swallow a sip of tea, Ji Chen choked himself.

Eunuch Xin turned pale with shock, "My lord, what's wrong with you, lord?"

"It's okay," Ji Chen couldn't help muttering in his heart, shouldn't it be such a coincidence?

There was only one person he knew about Shang Nan, and that was one of the eight protagonists in the novel.

Everyone came, Ji Chen simply got up, "Let the kitchen prepare a banquet for the entertainment of these literati."

Fortunately, the Duanwang Mansion is empty. Although it is a bit hasty now, the basic organization is not too big a problem.

Tables, chairs and desks were quickly arranged in the flower hall for these literati to leave calligraphy.

The maid quickly brought out the dishes, wine and food, and everyone entered the banquet one after another.The clever eunuch has prepared desserts and handkerchiefs and is ready to serve at any time.

Waiting for the atmosphere to get better, Ji Chen also changed his clothes and brought a cup of tea, "This king is still keeping a filial piety for His Majesty, so I won't stay any longer. I hope you don't blame me."

Everyone expressed that King Duan was polite.

"King Duan doesn't know something," a middle-aged man with a beard was very happy, "Brother Shang wrote an article "Inheriting Talent" today, let me watch and study, and won the first place in Dengwen Tower."

"Which Mr. Shang is it?" Ji Chen said conciliatively.

"Duan Wang An." One of them was wearing a mask, covering half of his face. "In Xiashangnan, he was originally a son of southern Fujian. His family had a small fortune. He studied abroad all the year round. Now he is loved by everyone, so he won the first place."

Ji Chen has already connected these contents with the protagonist Shang Nan in the novel.

The content of the introduction is exactly the same.

Ji Chen had never been to Dengwenlou, nor had he seen the Fu, so he just praised, "Mr. Shang is really polite."

He found that this person looked familiar, and when he approached, Ji Chen faintly smelled the fragrance of bamboo leaves.

Ji Chen lowered his voice, his heart beat faster and his eyelids twitched, "Bai Qi?"

The man smiled at Ji Chen, without denying it, turned to face the crowd, "Today I am invited by King Duan, I admire King Duan's character, and I would like to compose a poem."

The crowd applauded.

Ji Chen: "!!!"

It's actually true!

He took a sip of tea to suppress his shock.

I don't know that the protagonist himself expresses his admiration for his character, which is more frightening.

Or the fact that Bai Qi is the protagonist is even more unbelievable.

Ji Chen thought in a daze, among so many people around him, the only cannon fodder was himself.

The author has something to say:

Qin Sheng: If I seek refuge with Ji Chen in the future, I will be a dog!

Author: OK, I made a note.

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