The reborn boy is called Xianggong! !

"Your Excellency judges like this without even seeing Jiang Gracilaria?" The abrupt voice came to mind, extremely gentle.

Rong Qian was about to turn around when he heard a soft female voice.

Looking subconsciously, I saw a girl sitting on the stone bench in the middle of the backyard at some unknown time.

A red mole, because of its whiteness like snow, turned into a flower in the head of the Emei gnat.The beauty of the flowers rubbing like water is swaying on the face as clear as snow and lotus, which is unique to the south of the Yangtze River.

"Her." Rong Qian was startled.

"I can't help you." Rong Qian finally came back to his senses, and walked quickly, but Fang stopped after half a step, and helped his forehead.

"Where did you find her?" Rong Qian looked at the faint Qiushui eyes without blinking.

Those eyes are so similar.

"Is there really no chance?" Fang Qingliu lowered his eyes with a sullen face.If Rong Qian said that there is no chance, then there must be no chance.

He is also giving it a try, this is a shortcut, after walking it, it will be a ladder that leads directly to the top of the cloud.

"I don't know." Rong Qian stared blankly at the girl.

"If so, you might as well go to that person. If he helps you, maybe you can." Rong Qian sighed.He wasn't entirely sure that the man would join him in this ridiculous idea.

But, it seems absurd, but there is a glimmer of life.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes are indeed too similar to her, but it is clear that it is not her.That is different from her temperament, but it is equally fascinating, intoxicating and yearning for charm.

They are all created by the water in the south of the Yangtze River.

Rong Qian came out of the backyard and went to the study with Fang Qingliu instead.After the new year is Chun Wei, he helped Fang Qingliu sort out more or less human relations in the capital.

As for how to guess the imperial examination questions, Rong Qian pondered for a long time. "The bandits are people who have fattened up a lot. The emperor has never liked the self-respect of local soldiers, so they use the name of suppressing bandits to raise private soldiers, especially in years of natural disasters. As everyone knows, most of the so-called bandits are People who don’t have enough to eat and don’t wear warm clothes.”

"You want me to start from here to guess the questions? As far as I know, the bandits are only at the border. And the prince's relatives have gone to suppress a lot of bandits in the past two years. I am like this, am I adding to the superfluous?" Fang Qingliu frowned, after thinking carefully Some embarrassment.

"Whether it's superfluous or not is unknown." Rong Qian smiled. "During the Dewu period, there were bandits and riots everywhere. It was because the surrounding countries fought with each other, and the people were everywhere. The late emperor's benevolence was also able to appease the refugees who escaped, and sent them back to the country if they could not be appeased. As for those who envy the Jin Kingdom, want to Taking advantage of Jin's Li Daitao's rigidity and occupying the mountain as king, he was punished. The Holy Majesty, who was still King Jing at that time, worked hard for this. We call them bandits, but in the eyes of others, they are all bandits. Cao Ying is a hero in the Han Dynasty?"

"So what?" Fang Qingliu's eyes were slightly confused. "The banditry back then was due to the unrest in the four surrounding countries. Later, among the five countries, King Jing pacified four countries. Another one was demoted. Now there are so many bandits in the land of the king. ?Even if there are bandits, that’s not how they came here. Maybe there are more people in the state of Jin, they depend on the sky for their food. If there are some local officials,

"So, what do you think the prince has been up to these two years?" Rong Qian cut him off with cold eyes.He looked up at the sky mockingly. "The prince went from north to south, but he didn't move when he reached Lingnan."

"Isn't Lingnan different? Lingnan is very close to Chen State, and there are some disasters. There is nothing wrong with it." Fang Qingliu shrugged. That place, with poor mountains and bad waters, is also close to Chen State.

"Qingliu." Rong Qian called him suddenly.

"Ah!" Fang Qingliu took a look at him, and replied dumbly.

"I remember, an uncle of yours wrote the "Geography"? How is he doing?"

"Ah. That, I accidentally broke my leg, pay it back." Fang Qingliu said half of it.Opened his mouth, a little stunned.

"You, you let me go and see for myself. Don't say any more." Fang Qingliu wiped the sweat from his brow.Only then did I understand what Rong Qian meant.

"In that case, I'll go first." Rong Qian nodded.

"Where did you find that girl?" Rong Qian changed the topic.She raised an eyebrow at Fang Qingliu.

"The biggest brothel in Qingyang. Juyue Tower." Fang Qingliu laughed.He touched his nose a little guilty.

"..." Rong Qian was taken aback.The body that was about to leave turned back and took a deep look at him. "You're going wild."

"Where is it, it's so-so." Fang Qingliu felt even more empty-handed.

"It doesn't matter, heroes don't ask where they come from. If that person agrees to help you, how difficult is it to make up a girl's life experience?" Rong Qian smiled at him.Without further delay, go outside.

"I'm waiting for you to make a great victory." Rong Qian's clear voice echoed in the yard, and his footsteps gradually faded away and became silent.

Leaving Fang Qingliu sitting in place for a long time, he couldn't recover.

There was too much information, and he was a little bit overwhelmed.

After sitting for a long time, I got up and looked for the Lingnan "Geography".I just turned the title page, but I can't concentrate.I had no choice but to put it down and called the boy outside the door.

"Little one, please invite Miss Jiangli here."

Rong Qian asked him to find King Yun.

Cloud King, Cloud King. King Yun who hasn't gone out for 800 years.

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It was too late to come out of Fang Qingliu's house.Rong Qian got on the horse, returned to Prince Rong's mansion and entered the study.In the study room, the rough emerald stones on the Bogu shelf were exceptionally bright after being rubbed.

Rong Qian went up to fiddle with it for a while, only to hear a click after a long time.The inner wall of the compartment has been shifted, and a hidden tunnel has been added.

Rong Qian stepped in and opened the tunnel wall to reveal the box containing the Ye Mingzhu.

Among the rows of old files, they were sealed with cowhide and sealed with wax. With the candlelight of the night pearl, Ye Sheng took out one of them and opened it to read.

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"Rong Ling, you have to go to Qingyang yourself." Rong Qian, who was sitting by the book desk, had his eyes watery.Holding the old dust in his hands.Looking sideways out of the window, it turned out that the moon was above the head of the willow.

"Your subordinate will go now." Rong Ling nodded solemnly, turned around and left.

"Master, you forgot to go to Changle Palace today." Rong Ling walked to the door and tilted his head.With a muffled laugh, he ran away.

…………Oops.

With a pale face, Rong Qian rubbed his forehead.

Forgot to bring that little ancestor back.

In Changle Palace, the lights are bright.The Empress Dowager, who usually pays attention to health preservation, is almost as sleepy as ever today for the first time.

"Qian'er must have something to do today, so you can sleep at Ai's house for the night." The queen mother said kindly and sadly, but the slyness in her eyes flashed by.

Ye Sheng, who had been standing outside the door since sunset, turned around.Just now when the palace people reported for the second watch, the palace gates were probably locked.Rong Qian will definitely not come today.

"I will give birth to the emperor's grandmother." Ye Sheng smiled at the queen mother.Resigned to his fate, Eunuch Liu took him to the side hall.

In the Changle Palace, the fire dragon burned the feet.Ye has to drink chrysanthemum tea on every birthday.On the soft golden pillow, Ye Sheng scratched his hands and wondered why Rong Qian didn't come to pick him up today.

"My son is at ease." Chen San'er, who was guarding Ye Sheng at night, yawned and struggled with his eyelids. "Prince Rong, did you go drinking with Young Master Fang?"

"In the alley next to Biyunzhai. The rice wine from Zhouji Distillery tastes soft, and after drinking it leaves a fragrance on the teeth and cheeks. The front cup of Li's restaurant is sweet to drink, and the taste is sweet, but the aftertaste is too strong. Big. To be honest, I still like Mingyuelou's daughter Hong. Aunt Li has a kind of flashy soft fragrance..."

"Are you hungry?" Ye Sheng sighed.Listening to Chen San'er's chatter, he couldn't even pick his hands seriously.

"Yes." Chen San'er sat down on the autumn-colored dark velvet blanket, and replied slightly.

"Hey. It's hard for you too." Ye Sheng glanced at him, watching Ye Sheng sitting on the ground bitterly, trying to regain his energy. "Ganming, I invite you to Rongqian's wine cellar and let you drink your fill."

"Forget it then." Chen San'er rolled her eyes at Ye Sheng, still saying weakly.

"You don't believe me?" Ye Sheng glared at him.

"Slave believe me." Chen San'er glanced at his master who didn't know what to do. "The servant believes that you have taken the servant with me, the only one who is unlucky is the servant." You will still watch the joke by the side! ! ! !

Chen San'er looked at him resentfully.

"……………………"Forehead.Ye Sheng, who loves his master and servant deeply, naturally knows the resentment and sadness in Chen San'er's eyes.

"Your master also protects the calf." Ye Sheng wanted to quibble.

"My master protects King Rong even more." Chen San'er mercilessly interrupted her master's hypocritical remarks.

This is a sad topic.

Ye Sheng was unwilling to argue with him. ! ! !Yawning, he turned over, turned his butt towards Chen San'er, and fell into a deep sleep.

Candles flickered.It was so quiet that the solidified hall soon heard the sound of Ye Sheng's sound sleep.

"Wow, my son. You can have some snacks." Chen San'er sighed heavily.Prince Rong's heart is deep.

It's a pity that the ethereal sigh echoed in the empty and lonely palace, and no one listened to it.

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Heavy snow in winter.Ye Sheng returned to Prince Yun's mansion.

Bai Lian has not been eliminated, and the vicissitudes of life have not changed.Every plant and every tree exudes a wordless bleakness.

However, the moment he knocked on the door, Ye Sheng knew he was wrong.

The splendor and splendor of Prince Yun's Mansion cannot be changed by a hostess who can't get in.

Ye Sheng was speechless looking at the row of crabapple trees wrapped in quilts in the cold winter months, looking at the extremely meticulously pruned branches.

I thought it would be useless for him to come here today.

That person is indifferent.

"About me to have a drink at Huayue Tower?" In the courtyard, King Yun looked at Ye Sheng.A pair of eyes, the tip of the tail is slightly hooked up, bringing the beauty of the thousands of wind and moon.Standing in the yard Lingling, he took the small scissors and cut off the excess twigs on the crabapple tree with his own hands.

"You tell King Rong. Since you are asked to invite me, I will naturally go." Yun Wangqing sneered.Looking at Ye Sheng, he snorted inexplicably.

"You look so good with him. You look better and better."

"..." Ye Sheng, who didn't know what to do, opened his eyes and didn't know how to answer.

"It looks more stupid than before."

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"It's good to be silly, son."

There is probably something wrong with King Yun today.