Qi Huang

When it comes to the kung fu of knowing people, Xie Xuan can be said to have a photographic memory.

This young man named Gu Shiqing once appeared in Xie Xuan's vision.

As early as not long ago, when Xie Xuan was promoting the excavation of the canal in public in Ziluan Palace, he had seen him among those young officials with burning eyes.

The reason why this group of people were moved by Xie Xuan's words was because they all entered Beijing through scientific examinations.

At that time, they were just catching up with the beginning of the implementation of the imperial examination order. After ten years of hardship, these poor students had the opportunity to plead for the people.But under the pressure of the aristocratic family, he does nothing but do wasteful work all day long.

Xie Xuan's remarks that day gave them a glimpse of hope.

That's why when the court was dispersed, Gu Qingshi did not perform too complicated courtier's etiquette to the Empress Dowager, but bowed down to Xie Xuan sincerely.

He actually had the opportunity to follow Du Yu to Yongzhou.

Xie Xuan calmly wiped the tea from the corner of his lips, and said, "Why did you say that?"

Gu Qingshi raised his eyes slightly, and cautiously glanced in the direction of Qin Ting: "Although this minister's move was abrupt, it was a decision made after careful consideration. Your Highness didn't know that I had admired Your Highness a long time ago. I don't seek fame or profit, I just want to accompany His Highness for a while... I beg His Highness to..."

There was no chance to say the word "I am", Qin Ting just "slapped" the folding fan on the table.

This action startled Gu Shiqing.He is a scholar, but he uttered such nonsense that violated his ancestors, he was already uneasy, and when he saw an outsider here, the flame in his heart was extinguished in an instant.

If Du Yuzhi hadn't told him earlier, Lord Li in court might not be simple in His Highness's heart, and he wouldn't have knocked on Xie Xuan's door as soon as his head got hot.

Gu Shiqing tasted a bit of embarrassment belatedly, he lowered his head, red spread from his cheeks to the back of his ears.

"You came to see me, just for this?" Xie Xuan said with a cold expression, "A man, do you want to get fame just to commit yourself to others?"

This is really a bit serious, Gu Shiqing immediately said anxiously: "No! I am full of passion in my chest, and I am willing to create a prosperous world for the king and the people!"

"In that case, do you want to revive the imperial examination order?"

Xie Xuan changed his voice and asked abruptly.

Gu Shiqing, who had plunged into a dead corner, was startled, and said stupidly: "Your Highness..."

"You came looking for me, and you must have come here for this." Xie Xuan said, "I also think that the son of the poor family in the world will have the opportunity to enter the capital to show his ambitions. It's going to happen. Go down, there's no rush for this."

Gu Shiqing raised his head.

The rosiness on his face gradually faded, and his lips were pale as snow because of nervousness.But since this person came to Beijing after breaking the siege from the imperial examination order, he must have some talents, but he was limited by his humble status and could not shine.

He calmed down, and his eyebrows and eyes became calm and tough.

"Yes." Gu Shiqing said slowly, "It was the minister who was anxious for a while and disturbed His Highness, and I hope His Highness will forgive me."

He was a little dazed, he didn't know whether it was in a hurry or because he was rejected.Standing up in a daze, I felt that I seemed to have forgotten something.

Behind him, Xie Xuan said again: "Actually, you said this today with sincerity."

Gu Shiqing turned around suddenly.

Xie Xuan's expression remained unchanged, and his gestures were calm and dignified, making Gu Shiqing, who was staring at him, think of tiny but dazzling stars in the sky.

"Thank you for your sincerity, but allow me to refuse."

"Why?" Gu Shiqing heard himself ask in a hoarse voice.

Xie Xuan bent her lips and smiled: "Because you are not pretty enough."

A house somewhere in Yongzhou. Although it occupies a small area, it has extraordinary decoration.

On the winding path, there are people who look like domestic servants walking by in small steps, going deeper into the house.When he went down the steps, there were more and more lush ivy, and on the door curtain under the porch behind him, there were scrolls of inscriptions on the left and right, the characters were elegant and dusty, absolutely extraordinary.

"The eaves fly over the stream, and the windows fall to respect the clouds."

There is a courtyard door outside the corridor, he started to push it open, and then it suddenly became clear.There is a long table in the sunny courtyard, Feng Jiuyuan is only wearing a long gown casually, and is drawing with a brush.

Occasionally, Mo Fa would hang down on the table with his movements, but he didn't care about it.

"My lord." The servant walked over with a low eyebrow, "The Lizhou Mansion is here again."

Feng Jiuyuan: "Yes."

The servant waited for a while, but didn't hear the next order, thinking that he was still prevaricating as usual.But today, seeing that Feng Jiuyuan seemed to be in a good mood, he deliberately waited for a while, and as expected, he waited for the next response.

"You let him wait in the front hall, and I will see him later."

The servants took orders and left.

In Nuo Da's courtyard, Yu Feng Jiuyuan was the only one.

It was already a bit cold in early winter, Feng Jiuyuan didn't tie his hair up, and the wind lifted his clothes and hair tails, making him look like an exiled fairy walking out of a painting.

The paintings on the long case have passed through his hands, and a human figure has been outlined with a few strokes.Blue hair and blue eyes, and a black robe.But the lifeless robe does not make the person in the painting look gloomy, but the blue eyes that are the finishing touch look noble and deep.

Anyone passing by will definitely recognize that the person in the painting is none other than the Thirteenth Highness who is currently staying at the post house.

It's just that the person in the painting is older and has older eyes.He just looked at it so plainly, as if he had watched his absurd life.

One person came lightly and knelt down in front of Feng Jiuyuan.

Feng Jiuyuan didn't raise his head, but said softly, "Get up, don't kneel down."

"Yes."

"How?" Feng Jiuyuan asked.

"Lizhou Mansion does have a daughter. This Miss Li loves going out very much, but recently she was locked up at home by Li Jingyang. Li Jingyang frequently wants to see the prince these days, and I'm afraid she has other ideas."

Feng Jiuyuan slowly put down his pen: "The Li family looks powerful now, but they are actually isolated and helpless. They should find a way to change the situation."

The shadow guard said: "Then the subordinate will go and solve this matter for the prince?"

"Let them go." Feng Jiuyuan smiled lightly, "We can't turn the tide."

The shadow guard nodded silently.After a while, he asked, "Then the prince is going to the banquet or not?"

Li Jingyang couldn't see Xie Xuan for a long time. While worried that his black hat would really be taken off, he secretly made some invisible movements.What she showed was that she frequently traveled between the state capital and Feng Jiuyuan's mansion, and she wanted Feng Jiuyuan to go to the banquet hosted by him.

On the bright side, he said that he was asking Feng Jiuyuan to help him and introduce him and Xie Xuan, but secretly he didn't know what kind of thoughts he was hiding.

The Feng family lived in northern Xinjiang for a long time, Li Jingyang didn't know how powerful the Feng family was, and thought Feng Jiuyuan was a deceitful master.

Since today is these days, Li Jingyang has visited the door countless times.

Feng Jiuyuan didn't talk much, so the shadow guard knew it.Without waiting for an answer, the shadow guard said again: "If the prince wants to go, the subordinates will send someone to the state government office to make arrangements to ensure your safety."

"No rush." ​​Feng Jiuyuan shook his head, "You follow me to the posthouse first."

He stood up and slowly rubbed the painting with his right hand.The ink had dried up, and the people on the painting became more lifelike. He looked at it for a while, then put away the scroll, holding it in his hand like a treasure.

After walking a few steps, he paused again, turned around and said, "Forget it, you don't have to accompany me, I have other important things for you to do."

Inside the posthouse, Qin Ting was painting his fan.

Gu Shiqing hadn't left for long, and Xie Xuan was still worried that Qin Ting would continue to make trouble because of this matter, but this person obviously cared about his status as the head of the family and did not continue to be childish.

He didn't know where he found that fan, it was a white bone fan with a jade face, Qin Ting was worthy of the name of the Qin family, not only was his pen and ink superb, his Danqing was even more famous in the world.After a while, the white fan gradually turned into a beautiful and elegant landscape painting in his hands.

He handed the fan to Xie Xuan: "To Your Highness."

Xie Xuan: "?"

"Doesn't Your Highness like beautiful things?" Qin Ting said with a smile, "Is this fan not beautiful enough?"

Xie Xuan: "..."

"I'm that..." She lied to him.

Seeing that Xie Xuan would not accept him, Qin Ting withdrew his hand, and the smile on his face faded: "I know His Highness has friends everywhere, but I just want to be the most special one."

Xie Xuan: "..."

"However, if Your Highness is unwilling, my sincerity cannot be taken back." Qin Ting sighed leisurely, stood up with his hands on the table, "Drunk the Western Fan, blocking dust everywhere. Your Highness, I understand."

Xie Xuan snatched the fan from him with a blank expression: "Are you satisfied?"

Qin Ting smiled instantly: "Satisfied."

Xie Xuan: "..."

Who would have thought that being the head of a family could be so sloppy? !

Xie Xuan picked up the folding fan and wanted to throw it over, but before he could move, the fragrance of ink had already arrived.The fragrance of ink left on the fan surface is elegant and peaceful, probably from the same batch as the incense that is usually used to help sleep.

On the other hand, the face of the person opposite was like a jade crown, his eyes were like peach blossoms, and his smile was bright and charming.

His raised hand was lowered again.

It's not really a complete lie.

He does like pretty things.

At this time, Tan Xia came from outside the hall: "Your Highness, the Ninth Prince is here."

Feng Jiuyuan is here?

Xie Xuan stood up suddenly: "Lead the way."

His pace was a little hurried, but others couldn't tell it too much.Only someone like Qin Ting who knows a little bit of kung fu can tell the difference. This time, the smile on his face completely dissipated, and the coercion of the Patriarch suddenly counterattacked.

Qin Ting looked down at the folding fan on the table.Xie Xuan left in a hurry and forgot to bring it, so the fan just lay there alone.

He sat quietly for a long time, until the wind in the hallway blew one after another, until Ye Yi appeared, calling him back to his senses.

"My lord."

Qin Ting woke up suddenly.It seems that the soul has just wandered outside for a while, and now it has finally returned to the body.Qin Ting slowly opened the folding fan, and picked up a pen to add a few more orchid petals.

He said lightly: "Say."

Ye Yidao: "The person you are looking for has been missing recently."

Qin Ting paused for a moment, and when he raised his eyes, the sharpness changed.