Chapter 205
Slightly clench the jade plate in the sleeve.
The next person to speak was not the emperor, but a thin official in the ranks of the crown prince, wearing a second-class red robe.
"Today's second watch, the prince Shu returned, and entered the palace from the meridian gate to face the saint. The prince went to Shu for two or three months, not only to be a guest of Northern Shu for the saint, but also for one thing. This person looks thin, but he speaks with a dignified and righteous attitude.
"It has been nearly a thousand years since the founding of this dynasty, and I think back then, Taizu was a scholar and led the troops to fight for thousands of miles. In front of the anti-violence texts of the three kingdoms of Shu, Dan and Fan, the beacon fire burned all over the wall. After 13 years, the 13th year of the previous dynasty was determined by the founding of the country. β
The officials' expressions changed, and I don't know why he said this. But when he saw that the Lord on the seat had not spoken, who dared to speak.
"A hundred years later, Taizu collapsed, before a comet rain suddenly fell to the north of the mountains and seas, the earth collapsed to the east of Xinjing, and then there was Yue Yi colluded with the Rakshasa to think that he was afraid to peep into my western frontier. I am a big merchant and Shu, Dan, and Fan Jiemeng, retreat from the Rakshasas, and win more than Yi. Since then, Shikoku has ......"
"Ha ......" Li Xianyuan, who didn't sleep well, couldn't help yawning when he heard this tirade. provoked an official in front of him to glance back.
I don't know why, I entered Beijing a few days ago, and I was a little sleepy. It's strange to say, he cultivates immortality, how did he become the bear skill that wants to hibernate?
Li Xianyuan hid at the back, his head drowsy little by little, and at a cursory glance, he thought he agreed with the words of the official.
ββ¦β¦ In addition to courting relatives, the eighth prince also wanted to take advantage of this to meet my young talents in business. β
"Yes, how could he think?" The majestic voice of the upper face could not hear joy and anger, but it was loud enough to drive Li Xianyuan's drowsiness, and he heard the thin official say: "On the fifteenth day of the first month, the lantern poetry will be held." The Eight Princes want to invite me to a banquet and show my poems. β
The voice spoke in a deep voice: "Prince, what do you think of this person's desires?"
The prince, who was so strong and angular that he looked like a military attachΓ©, replied in a deep voice: "The exhibition of poetry is false, and the prestige is real." β
There was silence in the temple. The needle drop in the silence of the main hall can be heard. It lasted for a while before the voice sounded: "If he wants to compare, then let's compare." I'm a big businessman, and I can't even find anyone who can write poetry?"
Li Xianyuan shrunk his neck.
I am self-defeating this time.
Beheaded, hidden. But I am afraid that I can't avoid it.
As a result, until he retired from the court at noon, no one mentioned Li Xianyuan. It's as if the person is no longer in the middle. It's as if they've never heard of this person.
Chaotianmen is as noisy as a vegetable market. Li Xianyuan got into the carriage and drove away with King Cheng.
Through the windows, the snow-covered sky pales the palace.
When he lowered the curtain and retracted his gaze, he saw King Cheng looking at him and said with a smile: "See?"
Li Xianyuan nodded: "I saw it." β
"What do you see?" Seiwang wondered.
Li Xianyuan was bland: "See what you want me to see." β
"What do I want you to see?"
"You know it in your heart. β
King Cheng seems to be particularly keen on this word game, and he still can't get enough of it after a few rounds, so he persistently asks: "But do you know?"
Li Xianyuan had already closed his eyes and took a nap, too lazy to pay attention to him.
After half an hour, the carriage stopped at the Li Mansion, and Uncle Wen, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, stepped forward with an umbrella and helped Li Xianyuan down.
"Immortal fate. King Cheng called Li Xianyuan.
"What?"
"Although the Manchu Dynasty civil and military and the emperor did not mention you today, the poetry of the younger generation of Dashang is the leader in poetry. I think the edict will come soon. You prepare in advance. β
Li Xianyuan nodded: "I know." β
The curtain fell, and the two waited at the door for a moment, and then turned around and stepped into the threshold when the carriage disappeared from the corner, allowing the men to close the door.
In the reception hall, Uncle Wen took the maid and handed the medicinal soup to Li Xianyuan.
Li Xianyuan took it and took a big sip while it was hot. He was already weak, so there was no need to be reckless.
"Master, the villain has the courage to say a word. β
After drinking the medicinal soup, his body warmed up a lot, and he listened to Uncle Wen bow down and speak.
Li Xianyuan looked at him suspiciously, and Uncle Wen then said, "You and King Cheng are too close. β
The old master of Steward Wen was King Cheng, but now he keeps Li Xianyuan away from King Cheng, which is interesting.
Li Xianyuan put down the medicine bowl and motioned for him to continue.
"Sir, you and King Cheng may have the grace of acquaintance, and they seem to be confidants. It doesn't hurt. Recently, however, the situation in Xinjing has become increasingly tense. If you get too close to King Cheng, you may have a bad relationship with the crown prince. β
What Steward Wen said is still a clichΓ©.
Whether intentionally or not, Li Xianyuan and King Cheng are extremely close in real time. Under the melon field and plum, everyone naturally regarded him as the Chengwang faction.
If Li Xianyuan wants to climb up, he will be hindered by the prince's family.
This is where Steward Wen's worries stem.
Li Xianyuan shook his head, he had no intention of getting involved in it. After finding out the truth of Yanran's murder case, and getting mixed up with the position of Qincha, you can go to other places to pour incense with peace of mind. The deception in Xinjing is still far away.
Seeing that Li Xianyuan didn't reply, Steward Wen ordered it, called the maid to add some coal to the stove and left.
After a while, the maid came in with a charcoal basket outside the door, lifted the lid and added black charcoal to it, and secretly glanced at Li Xianyuan on the main seat from time to time.
"You can see it if you want, you don't have to sneak around. Li Xianyuan retracted his cold hand into his robe.
I intended to play tricks, but who knew that the maid was not timid, her eyebrows were smart, and she stared at Li Xianyuan for a while.
Li Xianyuan was a little surprised: "You're not afraid of me?"
The maid laughed: "I'm a little scared at first." Sir, although you are young, the cold that rejects people thousands of miles away is quite scary. But now. β
"What now?"
"It looks human now. If it was said that the old man was an immortal who did not eat fireworks in the world, then now it isβ"
"Stop, stopβ" Li Xianyuan interrupted her eloquently, "Are you a curvaceous person?"
This innocent and romantic painting is simply the same as graceful.
The maid gave a salute: "Master Mingjian." The princess asked the slave to come and see if there was any ...... Is there a wild woman to hook up with the master. β
After speaking, he looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.
Putting eyeliner in someone else's side is a big no-no. is also graceful and playful can do this in a grand manner.
With a wry smile, he waved his hand and blasted the maid away, Li Xianyuan put his hand on his cheek and was stunned.
That night, Li Xianyuan lay on the bed on his side, his wandering eyes through the curling green smoke rising from the stove. Penetrate thin window paper. After the snowy landscape, we returned to the original place.
He thought about it a lot. Li Wan'er, Situ Yanran, Wen Ruyu, master.
Then I suddenly found out that it was all women, so I forced myself to think about Xiaoqing.
It's okay if I don't want to, but when I think about it, I feel that I miss it tightly. While his thoughts were complicated and he still remembered this, Li Xianyuan planned to arrange someone to bring Xiaoqing back from Wuhou County tomorrow.
He rolled over, facing the inside of the bed.
A roll of bamboo is placed next to the pillow.
used to be smiling, but now there is only one scroll of paintings left.
If life is only as it first seems.
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