I'm not really the protagonist? [Transmigration Book]

Su Wei has nothing to do with such a big incident in the court. He goes up and down court on time and eats on time. Although he came from Qingzhou, he also has credit for suppressing the bandits secretly, but the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment also have Dali who is in charge of investigating this matter. Si Pian, as if it had been agreed upon, forgot him together.

In addition to the fact that his official rank is too small, there is another main reason, Su Wei knows it in his heart.

And the ministers in the court also know the reason why the emperor attaches so much importance to the Yanbei matter this time, because this matter involves the fifth prince and the empress dowager.

child.

More importantly, the person who was ordered to thoroughly investigate this matter this time was the Seventh Prince.

The news from the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple was overwhelming, and no news could be released. Since Su Mingwen was taken away, Mrs. Su cried and begged Su Mingran to save his brother every day.

On this day, Su Mingran came home from the court, and just stepped into the yard, when she heard Mrs. Su crying and being helped in by two women. It was still an old saying, begging Su Mingran to save Su Mingwen.

Su Mingran finally couldn't suppress the anger he had held back for the past few days, he yelled at Mrs. Su, and then collapsed on the chair with a gloomy expression: "Mother, I came back so early today, don't you Do you find it strange?"

Without waiting for Mrs. Su's question, Su Mingran continued: "I have been dismissed temporarily, and there are people around my Su residence who are watching. Let's just wait for the punishment from above."

The only person who was an official in the court of the Su family was dismissed, and now there was nothing to do, and Mrs. Su wailed again.

"Grandmother, uncle," came another weeping voice from outside the house.

A beautiful figure ran in and plunged into Mrs. Su's arms. Su Lingyan sobbed: "Grandma, how is my father? When will he come back?"

Seeing her granddaughter crying out of breath, Mrs. Su couldn't bear it and looked at Su Mingran.

Su Mingyan is the only young lady in the Su family. She has been well-behaved since she was a child, and she is Su Mingwen's daughter, so she is very popular with the old lady. As she grows up, her beautiful appearance attracts Su Mingran and Su Wen. He also valued her very much, and his family held her like a treasure.

Because of Su Mingran's presence, he won't spoil him too much. He is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, and flower tea, especially the two arts of piano, chess, and chess. sentence.

Su Mingran looked at the crying niece of the pear blossom with rain, her eyes flashed, and she waved someone to call the younger generation of the Su family.

Su Mingran has a main wife, three concubines, one main wife Su Lingze, two concubine sons Su Lingrong and Su Lingjie, Su Mingwen's main wife gave birth to Su Lingyan and her older brother Su Lingyao, two concubines, one childless, one upright with a big belly.

Su Lingze is now 15 years old, and he is also a person who participated in this test. After hearing what Su Mingran said, he took the lead and joined forces with a few friends in the school to initiate a poetry tour. Jia Ling, a son of General Zhenbei's family, sent his servants into the Su residence.

Su Jiabao is designing new gold jewelry styles with the old master in the gold shop.

Su Jiabao draws and draws on the paper with a pen, revises and revises, he and the old master next to him introduce what he drew, at this moment, there is a knock on the door, and the servants of the Su residence come in and say that Su Wei wants Su Jiabao to go back .

Su Jiabao sat on a chair, supported his head on the table with one hand, and held the gaudy invitation to the Poetry Fair in the other.

"What kind of poetry fair is this? I don't know anyone, so I won't go." Su Jiabao shook his head and refused.

Su Wei clicked his tongue, took the post in one hand, and tapped Su Jiabao's head, "I don't know you, but you know me after you go? When you came to the capital, Dad has been busy and delayed your studies. In a few days, you will also go to this school to study books, it would be better if you get to know some people earlier."

"What? Studying?" Su Jiabao suddenly remembered that his body was only 14 years old, and it was time to study.

After thinking about it, I accepted the post, "Okay, I'll go."

"Dad doesn't have time to supervise you these days. You should read more books and study more at poetry gatherings, but don't let anyone bully you."

His precious son's temperament of fighting at the slightest disagreement has improved a lot in the past two years. Su Wei was happy at first, but in the capital city, there are a lot of ruffians, Su Wei now hopes that Su Jiabao can pick up that temperament again How much.

As summer gradually approached, the weather wasn't too hot, so it was just right to go out for fun, so the poetry tour was held in the Dengyun Tower beside the Qinghe River outside the city.

Although Su Jiabao didn't want to be in the limelight, he didn't want to lose face either. He has been nestling in his study for the past two days, picking up his collection of poems and reading.

He was born in a prestigious university in his previous life, and the concepts and knowledge he has acquired are much more advanced than those of this dynasty. The reason why he agreed to this poetry meeting and that school is because of Su Wei and Xu Yining, and it is difficult to refuse. The main thing is to let Xiaobao learn more things.

In the study, Su Jiabao called Su Xiaobao in his mind.

After yelling for a long time, there was a response in his mind, Su Xiaobao said that he was in retreat these days.

"What kind of closed door?" Isn't this soul to be raised?Can you still practice?Su Jiabao asked suspiciously.

"Brother Chu and I have made an appointment. We will go hiking in the mountains in half a month. Maybe I will stay outside for a few more days. I must recharge my energy." Su Xiaobao suddenly yelled after explaining, "What day is it now? Is it the time?" pass?"

Su Jiabao: "May [-]th."

Su Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay. The day after tomorrow will be the day of the half-month appointment."

Su Jiabao could see that Su Xiaobao really regarded Chu Yunmo as a friend, and asked him carefully if he could really stick to the mountain climbing and other activities they had agreed upon. Su Xiaobao nodded and replied affirmatively: Yes.

Su Jiabao was relieved, and turned to talk about tomorrow's poetry tour and going to school in a while.

Su Xiaobao was very happy when he heard that he was going to go. He likes the most lively places, and he has been sleeping all the time, so he was really lonely. Hearing that he went to school, he didn't feel bored, and he could play with a group of people of the same age. It's his happiest thing right now.

Su Jiabao was also happy, and held back the words he had prepared to persuade him to study more.Su Jiabao can feel that Su Xiaobao has awakened this time, and his soul power is indeed much stronger than before. The two of them made an agreement that Su Xiaobao will control the body when going to school in the future, and Su Jiabao will take care of business in the rest of the time. It's two people at will.

Su Jiabao knows that there is a reason to specialize in the art industry. At most, he can think of ideas to make money. As for managing the business, he needs to find a professional person. He used to choose this person as Lu Dayou, but now that he thinks about it, Lu Dayou He's not an iron man either. Taking care of Lu's business and helping him manage his business at the same time will definitely be exhausting.

Su Jiabao handed over his body to Su Xiaobao, and he supervised Su Xiaobao to go through the two poetry collections he had chosen.

Early the next morning, Xu Yining pulled Su Xiaobao up from the bed, her hair was tied up in a jade inlaid gold silk bun with patterns engraved on the surface, a few red ribbons hung from the tips of her hair, she was dressed in a white brocade and light silver robe, and a pair of bright red Satin-finished small court boots inlaid with silver threads, a handsome young man with delicate eyebrows, red lips and white teeth reflected in the not-so-clear bronze mirror.

Xu Yining looked happy and pulled Su Xiaobao around twice, spitting out compliments one after another without asking for money, Su Xiaobao held Xu Yining in his arms and refused to let go, also screaming motherly.

Xu Yining managed to push Su Xiaobao's hand away, and the two finished their breakfast together. Xu Yining sent Su Xiaobao to the carriage, and besides Wu Yan, he sent two servants who looked decent, sensible and capable of handling things to follow.

Su Xiaobao in the carriage suddenly became a little nervous, Su Jiabao comforted him: "Don't be nervous, there are people inside to protect you?"

Su Xiaobao was puzzled, thinking that there were people Su Jiabao knew in the poetry club, but Su Jiabao denied it, and then told Su Xiaobao about the recent actions of the Su residence.

"A few days ago, I have been coming here to please our father, and I have suffered a lot of cold faces. After the second master of the Su family was arrested, this poetry club immediately sent a post. I think they must want to open the door from me. After all, the presiding judge The Seventh Prince who is involved has a lot to do with me."

"Seventh prince?" Su Xiaobao was puzzled, "Who is it?"

Su Xiaobao knew about Xia Yuan but didn't know that Xia Yuan was Xiahou Lingyuan, the virtuous prince of the dynasty.

After listening to Su Jiabao's explanation, Su Xiaobao's eyes widened with disbelief on his face. He never thought that he would be related to the prince of the Celestial Dynasty in this life. Although it was not him exactly, no one could recognize his difference.

After being shocked, Su Xiaobao said excitedly: "Does that mean that someone will help me in everything I do?"

When he came to the capital, Su Jiabao once told Su Xiaobao that the capital is no better than other places, you have to bear your temper in everything, and you can't bring trouble to Su Wei, because the sons and dudes here have a great family background, and his father is the only one. As a little sixth-rank official, it is difficult to solve problems.

Su Jiabao knew that with him around, Su Xiaobao wouldn't cause much trouble, so he nodded, "Don't think too much, just do what you want."

When you get to the Qinghe River, you can see the Waiting Cloud Tower not far away at a glance. The Dengyun Tower is being built on the upper reaches of the Qinghe River, built along the water. When you climb up the tower and look down, you can see the rushing river below.

As soon as Su Xiaobao got off the carriage, he saw several people approaching from a distance.

Wu Yan handed over the post, and one of them took it. After reading it, he smiled and said, "So it's Jiabao's cousin, and I'm your cousin Su Lingyao."

Su Xiaobao looked at the acquaintance in front of him, thinking about what Su Jiabao said to him in the carriage, secretly said: Sure enough, he wants to work hard from me, bah, he's full of bad water.

Su Xiaobao glanced at Su Lingyao a few times, but without saying a word, his delicate face was full of arrogance, and he raised his feet and walked towards Dengyun Tower.

Because the exam is coming soon, besides the children of high-ranking officials who have already been seated in the Dengyun Tower, there are also other students who want to come to see the literary style gathered downstairs.

When the people upstairs saw Su Xiaobao, their eyes lit up and they praised him in unison. He is really a good-looking, handsome young master.

Several people came forward to chat and knew that Su Xiaobao was 14 years old, but they didn't believe it. Su Xiaobao's round face and big eyes were really deceiving. If it was said that he was 12 years old, some people would believe him.

Su Xiaobao's seat has already been arranged, and it is located in the upper middle. After careful questioning, it turns out that his upper, lower, left, and left are all the children of officials of the second and third ranks in the imperial court, and they are also well educated. Su Xiaobao is very self-aware. It was deliberately arranged, because he should sit at the end because of his knowledge or family background.

Dengyun Tower is not too high, it is more like a platform than a building, and the people sitting on the farthest side can be gradually dyed by the turbulent river below, which is the reason why Dengyun Tower was established in this way.

Dengyun Tower protrudes from Qianya, and most of the entire building is suspended above the Qinghe River. The waves below are surging, and layers of waves are splashing. Standing on the railing and looking into the distance, it is like riding on a giant ship. The perspective is unique. Feel the novelty.

Everyone sat in a circle, and there was a space in the middle, which was the stage for the meeting.

It has been a quarter of an hour since Su Xiaobao sat down. He raised his head and held his chest up to catch all the eyes that looked around him. He saw that the seats around here were already filled, but the poetry meeting hadn't started yet. Su Xiaobao just wanted to ask Su Jiabao why, I saw someone moved two more chairs, one was placed on the top, and the other was placed a little to the left of the top.

It turned out that everyone hadn't arrived yet, Su Xiaobao continued to hold his head up, trying not to disgrace his father Su Wei.

After a while, a person came up from the side stairs and walked to the top position. His arrival made the whole Dengyuntai and the audience cheered.

This man is over sixty years old, but he doesn't look old in the slightest. He looks elegant, with a goatee and the smell of books.

All the people below were sitting together, holding their breath, looking at this person respectfully. Su Xiaobao was puzzled, and quietly asked the people next to him to learn that this person was named Ye Fengyang, and he was the most famous school in the capital, Xia Qiguo Academy. Dean.

Ye Fengyang is the eldest son of the Ye family in Jiangnan, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a great contemporary Confucian.

The Ye family in Jiangnan is the most famous family in the Xia Qi Dynasty. More than 100 Confucian scholars came out one after another. Ye Suiran, who is still alive today, is even called a contemporary saint. The reason why the Ye family in Jiangnan is known by all literature The younger generation respected, in addition to the Ye family's rigorous family style, everyone is erudite and talented, and more importantly, the Ye family has a rule, that is, members of the Ye family will not take the imperial examination and will not be an official.

Everyone in the Ye family is proud of their knowledge. With this family rule, how can they be willing to serve as officials under someone who is not as knowledgeable as them? No need to persuade them, everyone has given up the idea of ​​becoming an official. It is better to travel around to see and recognize geniuses. It was a joy to decide.

Therefore, it has become the Ye family's nature to be gifted but indifferent to fame and fortune, and even the emperor respects the Ye family somewhat.

Now that this small poetry party can still be presided over by Dean Ye, the people below are of course very happy, and everyone is thinking in their hearts that they must perform well, and get a few comments from Dean Ye. Didn't one get a few words of praise or guidance from Dean Ye before he became famous.Therefore, there is an unwritten rule, that is, the person who gets Dean Ye's nod of approval must be a person with outstanding literary talent, and will definitely achieve good results in the exam.

Ye Fengyang didn't say anything unnecessary, and only a few words raised the enthusiasm of the people below. Even Su Lingze and Su Lingyao almost forgot their purpose of launching the poetry fair.

"This time there is another person who wants to appreciate the talents of my young man Xia Qi. I hope you all don't hide your clumsiness and show yourself well." After Ye Fengyang finished speaking, he came to the stairs to meet the person he was talking about.

A familiar figure came up, dressed in brocade robes, with hands behind his back, with a jade flute stuck in his waist, wind and waves splashed, strands of hair fluttering, his beauty attracted everyone's attention.

"The third prince of Chu Yunguo has arrived." A thin voice came.