Little Dandy, He's a Little Good

Rong Zhuo was depressed all afternoon after receiving the news.

At dusk, he made a special trip to Duan's mansion and told Duan Zheng that he was going back to Guozi to study.

"Why did you go back to school again?" Duan Zheng asked anxiously, "Didn't you agree that I will teach you how to ride a horse?"

"You think I want to go?" Rong Zhuo said with a sad face, "Didn't everyone come to the door?"

"Can't you go?" Duan Zheng asked him.

"I have to ask Mr. what he means tomorrow." Rong Zhuo hurriedly said, "I asked for leave earlier, and I got Mr.'s permission. I don't know who is meddling this time..."

At the beginning, Ji Xiunian agreed to his request for leave, and even spoke for Rong Zhuo in front of Rong's father, so Rong Zhuo was able to live a happy life for a while.

Now if Mr. Ji repented, Rong Zhuo would not dare to force it.

At that time, if you offend Mr. Ji, maybe you will be beaten up by Rong's father.

Rong Zhuo's nonsense is nonsense, but it is not without bottom line.

Especially now that he has initially gotten rid of the crown prince, there is no need to make things go too far. Then the road will be narrowed, and it will not benefit him at all.After all, after getting rid of the prince, he still has to live in the capital, so he can't offend everyone anymore.

"That's fine, you go to Guozi School first." Duan Zheng sighed and said: "Don't you guys have to rest every few days? We will learn how to ride a horse when you are resting. Don't worry, I will definitely teach you. "

Rong Zhuo heard the words and said: "Actually, I already know it, but I still need to practice."

"When did you meet?" Duan Zheng said with a smile: "You Guozixue teaches riding and archery, but I heard that it is mostly a formality, teaching you the essentials of riding and archery, at most it is to sit on a horse, You also know how to ride a horse?"

Guozixue, as the highest-level institution in the dynasty, naturally taught not only reading, but also some of the six arts of a gentleman.But this kind of thing is said to be comprehensive development, but in fact it is impossible to be proficient in everything, because the imperial examination does not test those things, so few people really work hard in these areas.

In fact, this principle is similar to the modern education system. Although quality education has been promoted in name, most people still experience exam-oriented education in the general environment.This kind of education model is no exception in ancient times. The so-called cyclical development of history is roughly the same.

Unless those noble children who do not need to rely on imperial examinations to become officials, and have money and leisure, they will pay more attention to these things.Candidates who are really busy taking the imperial examinations, who will really spend time and energy on things that are not tested in the academic examinations?

"I didn't study at Guozi, I was at..." Rong Zhuo said halfway, when he suddenly remembered that the person who taught him how to ride a horse was Qingshi, his pretty face suddenly collapsed, "Forget it, Anyway, I've done it."

Seeing him like this, Duan Zheng didn't say anything more, and only agreed to take him to ride a horse on the day when he rested.

Early the next morning, Rong Zhuo obediently changed into the uniform of Guozixue, and took Jindouzi to school.

He has been on leave for such a long time, and there have been a lot of news, but unexpectedly, the people in Guozixue did not have much prejudice against him, neither avoided him like a snake, nor showed him The look of disgust, the situation is similar to that day's poetry meeting.

Rong Zhuo said in his heart that the students of Guozixue are indeed of high quality, and they really didn't discriminate against such a "misguided" dude like him.

But although everyone never disliked him, no one expressed closeness to him.

Rong Zhuo sat on his seat and waited obediently, really bored.

He was not a person who loved reading before he wore books, and it is even more impossible for him to like this kind of thing now.

What's more, he has self-knowledge, knowing that no matter how hard he works, it is impossible to stand out in Chunwei with his own ability.

Even if he could, he wouldn't dare.

Now that he has set the goal of failing the ranking, he has even less motivation to study.

Rong Zhuo visited Ji Xiunian during his break, and the other party's attitude was still kind, but this time he declined Rong Zhuo's request for leave.When Rong Zhuo faced him, he couldn't help being a little in awe, and he didn't dare to disobey him, so he could only respond dejectedly.

It seems that in the next few days, he will not be able to avoid going to school.

"Young Master Rong." After school that day, someone suddenly stopped Rong Zhuo.

Rong Zhuo looked back and remembered that this person was the one he had talked to at the poetry meeting, named Zhou Feng.

"Brother Zhou." Rong Zhuo hurriedly bowed to him.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect you to come today." Zhou Feng smiled.

"Hehe." Rong Zhuo didn't know what to talk to him, so he smiled awkwardly, his eyes fell on the servant behind him and said casually, "Did you change servant?" The servant was very impressive, but Zhou Feng was not with that person today.

"Yes." Zhou Feng nodded hurriedly, not daring to say anything more.

The servant he brought with him that day was disguised by Yu Jingdu. He was not sure whether His Royal Highness Yan Wang would play his servant again on a whim, so he didn't dare to speak too harshly.

"Where is Young Master Rong going? If there is nothing else to do in a while, how about we go have a cup of tea together?" Zhou Feng asked.

"Drink tea with me?" Rong Zhuo was a little surprised.

He's a dude with no good reputation, so if Zhou Fengshang catches up with him this week, isn't he afraid of being ruined by him?

"At the poetry meeting that day, Young Master Rong and I had a very happy conversation, and we have been thinking about reminiscing about the old days with you." Zhou Feng said.

After being reminded by him, Rong Zhuo remembered that Zhou Feng exposed his innocence that day, and his mood was very complicated.

"Another day." Rong Zhuo said, "I'm rushing to Hualou to meet my friend today."

As he spoke, he bowed to Zhou Feng and left.

Zhou Feng touched his nose and couldn't help laughing lowly.

He originally thought that His Royal Highness Yan Wang paid a lot of attention to this young master Rong, so he made acquaintance with him first, so that he could act cheaply if His Highness asked him to do so in the future.

Unexpectedly, this young master Rong didn't give him a chance at all, but made him feel ashamed.

After Rong Zhuo left Guozixue that day, he sent Jindouzi back to the Rong Mansion first, and went straight to Xunhuan Building by himself.

After he went back, he found that Qingyu was sitting in the room and was busy working. He took a closer look and saw that the other party was holding a needle and thread in his hand.

"What are you doing?" Rong Zhuo asked puzzled.

"Embroidery." Qingyu said, "I just learned it in the past two days, and I'm not very proficient yet."

"What do you embroider, a big man?" Rong Zhuo frowned.

"Can't men embroider?" Qingyu was puzzled.

Rong Zhuo hurriedly said: "No, I didn't mean that. Of course men can embroider, and men can also put on rouge... I mean, why did you suddenly like this?"

"Stay in the building all day, with nothing to do." Qingyu said.

He didn't have too many things to do in the building, but he wasn't idle.

But ever since she was trapped by Rong Zhuo, there was nothing to do.

In addition, Rong Zhuo won't be with him every day, so he can only find something to pass the time.

"If you want to go out for a stroll, you can go out. You can go out without me. I'll tell Sister Hua not to stop you." Rong Zhuo said.

"Okay." Qingyu nodded, and said again: "Let me finish embroidering this purse for you first."

Rong Zhuo was startled, and glanced at the red and green pattern in Qingyu's hand, "Is this embroidered for me?"

"Well, do you want to?" Qingyu asked.

Rong Zhuo couldn't bear to refute his kindness, and hurriedly said, "I want it."

After finishing speaking, he asked again in a low voice, "It's just to send me off, there is no other meaning?"

He vaguely remembered that the ancients seemed to have something to say about giving purses to each other, so he thought to ask clearly in advance, so as not to make a mistake and cause trouble to end badly.

"No, didn't you make an agreement with me?" Qingyu said.

"That's fine." Hearing that, Rong Zhuo felt relieved, and went to the waiter to order some food and drinks.

Rong Zhuo found that Qingyu was a little dumb, but he was quite comfortable getting along with him.

He secretly thought that most of the people who were assigned here since childhood were not very happy in their childhood and adolescence, so their temperament would be quite different from ordinary people.

For example, Qingshi has a cold and dull temperament, talks little, is difficult to get along with, and has no conscience.

Although Qingyu is a bit shy, she is quite honest and not so thoughtful.

That night, Rong Zhuo fell asleep after taking a bath.

In the middle of sleeping, he was woken up again by Qingyu's snoring.

He originally thought that Qingyu's snoring might be accidental, but now it seems that he is too optimistic.

In desperation, Rong Zhuo could only put on his shoes and went to Yu Jingdu's original residence...

Inside the palace.

"Why does he want to sleep in my room?" Yu Jingdu asked puzzled.

"I don't know." The spy replied, "Young Master Rong went to your room at midnight last night and didn't come out until dawn."

Yu Jingdu frowned, his expression a bit complicated.

"The night Dali Temple was on fire, Young Master Rong also went to your room." The spy said again.

Yu Jingdu remembered this, when Jiang Jiyan told him about it, and seemed to say that Rong Zhuo kicked his chair over and helped him up again.

"Did he just go in to sleep last night?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"The subordinate has been close to investigate, breathing evenly inside, probably really fell asleep." The spy hurriedly said: "After he left in the morning, the subordinate went in to have a look, and there was nothing unusual inside."

In other words, Rong Zhuo really just went to sleep.

But it's fine, why doesn't the little dandy sleep in his own room and sleep in his room?

If the spies spared some energy to stare at Qingyu, they would probably know the reason why Rong Zhuo came out to sleep.

But Jing Du didn't want to make himself look too stingy, so he didn't stare at Qingyu.

Even the matter of staring at Rong Zhuo was a matter of convenience for the spies, not deliberately ordered by Yu Jingdu.

The spies saw that Jing Du paid more attention to Young Master Rong's affairs every time, so they didn't dare to be negligent, so they naturally watched closely.

"This king knows, step back." Yu Jingdu said.

The spies hurriedly withdrew after hearing the words, and did not stay any longer.

At this time, Li Feng who was at the side suddenly said, "Do you want my subordinates to go and check it out?"

"No need." Yu Jingdu said: "Let him do whatever he likes, don't disturb him."

Li Feng secretly pondered what His Highness was thinking, and tried to speak: "Young Master Rong may be thinking about the old friendship with His Highness, that's why he thinks about others when he sees things."

Yu Jingdu was startled when he heard the words, and looked at Li Feng.

Seeing that there was no annoyance in his eyes, Li Feng continued: "The day Dali Temple caught fire, he kicked over the chair in His Highness's room, which means that he was angry with His Highness at that time, and took the chair to vent his anger. But he knew clearly afterwards that Every table and chair in the room can remind him of His Highness, so he chose to go in, what does that mean?"

It shows that he is thinking about others when he sees things!

Yu Jingdu was silent for a while, then turned his head to look at the short couple not far away.

On the table was the glazed vase that Rong Zhuo had bought for 50 taels of silver. Inside the vase was a dried rose, which he brought out from the Xunhuan Building.

Looking at the dried rose branch, he couldn't help but think of the first time the little dandy appeared at his door with flowers.At that time, there was a calm and willful smile on the young man's pretty face, and his eyes were clear and bright.

"Your Highness, Young Master Rong may..."

"There's no need to say any more." Yu Jingdu raised his hand to interrupt him, "Don't let people bother him."

"Yes." Li Feng answered hurriedly.

"Go and tell Jiang Jiyan that we can do it today," Yu Jingdu said.

"Yes." Li Feng was overjoyed, "This time, I must teach that person a good lesson."

"Sixth brother is so stupid, I'm afraid that no matter how much he suffers, he won't have a long memory." Yu Jingdu sneered: "This time, let's pay back what happened to him in the Jiangjia Bieyuan."

Thinking of the bruised Rong Zhuo who was pricked by rose thorns that night, Yu Jingdu's eyes couldn't help showing a trace of coldness.

Today, Rong Zhuo still had a very difficult time.

In class, he started to feel drowsy as soon as the teacher opened his mouth. At first, he could barely hold on, but then he simply fell asleep at his desk.

The master called him twice, but the effect was not satisfactory, so he let him go.

It wasn't until after class that Rong Zhuo was gently patted awake.

"Young Master Rong, school is over." Someone said to him.

Rong Zhuo opened his eyes in a daze, only to realize that the person who woke him up was Zhou Feng.

"Why are you again?" Rong Zhuo rubbed his eyes and asked.

He just woke up right now, and he didn't think about what he was talking about, so he asked subconsciously.

Zhou Feng was quite embarrassed when he heard the words, he quickly turned his head and glanced at the young man beside him, as if he was afraid that the other party would be unhappy when he learned that he had made friends with Rong Zhuo in private.But the boy didn't respond to his gaze, just staring at Rong Zhuo all the time.

When Rong Zhuo slept, his face was pressed against his sleeve, leaving a mark.

His skin was already fair, and a slight indentation would be very conspicuous, making people feel a little painful when looking at it.

Rong Zhuo followed Zhou Feng's gaze, only to realize that the servant next to Zhou Feng had changed again.

But this time it's not a newcomer, but the one who followed at the last poetry meeting.

"Huh?" Rong Zhuo smiled and said, "You little boy has changed back?"

"Hehe, yes." Zhou Feng smiled awkwardly, and asked again: "Can you show me your face at noon, young master Rong, let's have a meal together."

Rong Zhuo originally wanted to evade, but felt that it was impolite for him to refuse the other party all the time.

Anyway, from his point of view, this Zhou Feng has no background, even if the two get close, there shouldn't be any trouble.

Thinking of this, Rong Zhuo reluctantly agreed.

Zhou Feng decided to find a restaurant near Guozixue.

Although the restaurant was not as good as Jiang Yuezhai, it looked elegant.

Rong Zhuo still remembered that Zhou Feng exposed him on the spot, so he didn't think much about talking to Zhou Feng.

But Zhou Feng didn't mind his attitude at all, he was rather proactive.

"By the way, I heard something about the palace today. I don't know if Young Master Rong is interested." Zhou Feng asked.

"It's not illegal to say anything about the palace?" Rong Zhuo asked hastily.

It's okay for him to have nothing to do with Duan Zheng's group of people on weekdays. They are familiar with Duan Zheng, so they are still trustworthy.

But Zhou Feng was different, Rong Zhuo didn't dare to casually discuss matters in the palace with him.

"There is no precedent for my court to be convicted of a crime, what are you afraid of?" Zhou Feng laughed.

"I'm not afraid, so tell me."

Zhou Feng moved closer to him and asked, "Do you still remember the fire in Dali Temple?"

"Remember." Rong Zhuo was taken aback, then raised his eyes to look at him, "Have you solved the case?"

"That's right." Zhou Feng said, "I heard people talking on the way to Guozixue today that people from Dali Temple found the things left by the murderer at the scene of the fire. ?”

"Whose thing is that?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"He is raised by His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince."

Rong Zhuo was shocked when he heard this, he didn't expect that His Highness the Sixth Highness would be involved in this matter.

He always thought that the fire in Dali Temple was set by Jiang Jiyan to help Qingshi escape, but he never expected that the Sixth Prince would be involved.

Could it be...Jiang Jiyan framed the Sixth Prince?

Or is there something else hidden?

Rong Zhuo's thoughts changed sharply, and he always felt that this matter was not normal.

Afterwards, he quickly remembered what Sister Hua had said to him earlier, that His Highness the Sixth Prince belonged to the Crown Prince.

So this time His Royal Highness had an accident, strictly speaking, the prince should have a hard time, right?

Thinking of this, Rong Zhuo became a little emotional.

If there is something hidden about this matter, then what Jiang Jiyan and the others are going to deal with may not be His Highness the Sixth Highness, but the Crown Prince.

East Palace.

With a "bang", the teacup flew out, brushed off the sixth prince's sleeve and hit the wall.

The prince was so angry that his face was livid, and he said to the sixth prince who was about to cry: "I asked you that day, why didn't you tell me?"

"The fourth brother asked about setting the fire that day, and I did not set the fire! Fourth brother, you believe me!" the sixth prince said.

"Idiot!" The prince said angrily, "Why can't you grow a brain? Is this lump around your neck for breathing?"

"Fourth brother, I really didn't set the fire, am I wronged?" The sixth prince said: "It must be someone from Dali Temple who framed me, it must be Jiang Jiyan, it must be him!"

"Then Gu will take you to seek justice from the emperor?" the prince asked with raised eyebrows.

"Really?" the sixth prince asked hurriedly.

"What a fart!" the prince said, "Jiang Jiyan found something on your person at the fire scene. How do you explain it? You said that you sent someone to Jiangfu to try to kill someone, but the person was caught instead, and Jiang Jiyan took the things to the fire scene to frame you." you?"

"Murder the imperial court official, you are really my good brother!" the prince said.

"I didn't want to kill him, I just wanted someone to break his hands and feet!" The sixth prince said, "It's all Jiang Jiyan's insidious villain's fault!"

If the Sixth Prince had told him about this earlier, he could still think of ways to take precautions.

However, the sixth prince was afraid of being scolded, so he concealed the fact that he went to Jiangfu to assassinate, even though several assassins never returned, he held back and didn't tell the prince.If he had been a little smarter, or had relied a little more on the prince, things would not have become what they are today.

The prince was almost mad at him, wishing he could kick him to death.

the other side.

Rong Zhuo was very happy when he learned that the prince was going to suffer because of this matter.

With this joy, his attitude towards Zhou Feng improved a lot.

On the way back to Guozixue, Rong Zhuo touched his swollen belly and couldn't help thinking that Jiang Jiyan used the incident of Qingshi's death to punish the Sixth Highness, and indirectly messed with the prince.

So what is the role of bluestone in it?

If there is no accident, he should be the king of banquets like Jiang Jiyan.

After all, the matter was so involved, if he was not one of his own, Jiang Jiyan might not dare to let him participate, and the King of Banquet would probably not allow an outsider to know so many details and truth.

It was only then that Rong Zhuo remembered that when he was in Jiangfu, he told Qingshi to keep him away from people like Jiang Jiyan. Qingshi didn't promise him at that time, so Rong Zhuo was a little unhappy about it.

At that time, Rong Zhuo only thought of Qingshi as Jiang Jiyan, but thinking about it now, Qingshi might have been the king of banquets at that time, so he didn't give Rong Zhuo any promise.

But Qingshi is a young lady, why did the Yan Wang accept him?

If he is still a little girl, maybe he can be a spy for the other party, helping to collect information in the Xun Huan Building.

But Qingshi has already escaped to death now, and has lost this innate advantage.

That being the case, what can the Banquet King accept him to do?

Literati and warriors, if the banquet king wants to recruit them, they should be able to gain a lot.

No matter from which angle you think about it, it is not a wise move for the other party to find Qingshi, it seems that they are too excited to mobilize the crowd.

Rong Zhuo couldn't figure it out.

In the end, he changed his mind and suddenly came up with an absurd idea.

Could this banquet king be Tu Qingshi?

Qingshi is good-looking, and he used to be a little girl. In some respects, he is indeed better than ordinary people.

The more Rong Zhuo thought about it, the more he felt that his thinking made sense.

"Brother Zhou." Rong Zhuo paused and asked him, "You seem to know a lot about the court affairs?"

"That's natural. If you have anything you want to ask, Young Master Rong, just ask. If I know, I will definitely not hide my secrets." Zhou Feng said.

"That..." Rong Zhuo lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know if His Royal Highness Yan Wang has any special hobbies?"

Zhou Feng didn't expect him to mention Yan Wang suddenly, and his expression was a little unnatural.

Taking advantage of Rong Zhuo's inattention, he glanced at the "little servant" who was following behind him. The other party looked indifferent and didn't give him any hints.

Helpless, Zhou Feng had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "I haven't heard of it, does Mr. Rong mean something? What kind of hobby is it?"

"His Royal Highness Banquet King..." Rong Zhuo leaned into his ear and asked, "Do you have the habit of Long Yang?"

Zhou Feng:! ! !

Zhou Feng's "boyfriend": ...

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