The matter of Wan Huayuan has come to an end for the time being. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe enthusiasm in front of the Li Mansion has gradually become crowded, and occasionally there will be people who come to visit and return disappointed-Li Xianyuan does not see anyone.

is famous and low-key, so the new Beijing literati are full of curiosity about Li Xianyuan.

But if you can't see anyone, what's the use of being curious about it.

Outside Li's mansion, Steward Wen got the news of Li Xianyuan's return, and the master was waiting outside the gate. When the carriage carrying Li Xianyuan and King Cheng came, he had white frost on his long beard.

"I've seen the master. Steward Wen first saluted Li Xianyuan, and then said to King Cheng: "King Cheng is here, and there is hot tea in it." ”

Prioritize clearly.

"Uncle Wen, if you are all your own people, don't be polite. King Cheng smiled gently, and crossed the threshold side by side with Li Xianyuan.

The carriage stopped outside the house, and the maid looked left and right to see that there was no one else, and closed the two vermilion lacquer gates.

The study of the Li Mansion is named for Li Xianyuan, but Li Xianyuan has only come once. After cultivating immortals, calligraphy was abandoned along the way. But the handwriting is not very good, and it is not far off.

There is a low table in front of the desk in the study, and the stove on the table is hot with bamboo leaves, and the futons are opposite.

King Cheng sat down without seeing anything outside, poured himself a glass of wine, poured hot tea for Li Xianyuan, and said with a smile: "Brother Li, do you know why I told you to be careful when you first came to Xinjing." ”

Hearing this, the steward who bowed on the side consciously retreated.

The two sat opposite each other. King Cheng is personable, gentle and smiling. The golden crown is tied with hair, and the sunlight window lattice penetrates outside, making it even more golden.

Li Xianyuan sat cross-legged opposite, compared to half a year ago, Li Xianyuan was a little taller, but he was a little shorter than King Cheng. But a thirteen-year-old boy is not much taller.

His delicate face was a little more angular, and his indifferent temperament was a little more dissipated. is dressed in a long robe, but there is a bit of the shadow of a sword and a hero.

Li Xianyuan recalled for a moment and asked, "Because of the person with the surname Zeng?"

King Cheng bowed his head.

Li Xianyuan said again: "He is the prince's person?"

"If it's really the eldest brother's person, I can't keep him around to do things. ”

Li Xianyuan shook his head: "I can't guess." ”

However, King Guancheng was a little restrained in front of him, and his identity was determined-

King Cheng didn't want to play a dumb riddle, so he went straight to the end of the riddle.

It's just that this mystery shocked Li Xianyuan.

"That's my father's man. ”

Li Xianyuan was stunned.

Cheng Wang said, his tone was complicated, and the gentle smile turned into a bitter smile.

"Then why don't you transfer him away. ”

"Since my father sent Zeng Yue to his side, why did he casually let me drive him away. ”

King Cheng's words are obvious. The emperor already knew that Zeng Yue was exposed, but he didn't say what to do.

"It's too early to tell you this, I'm just here to remind you that it's better to be careful with him than with Big Brother. This is also what Zeng Yue is not here, so I dare to say this. ”

Zeng Yue, I think it is the name of a man surnamed Zeng.

King Cheng's face showed a trace of gloom that did not match his temperament, and he had never had it. Although it was only a moment, it was still captured by Li Xianyuan.

It is still difficult for Qing officials to decide family affairs, let alone royal affairs.

However, Li Xianyuan can understand a little. Between father and son, there is still an eyeliner to monitor.

Sit down for a while and send King Cheng away. He seemed to be here just to remind Li Xianyuan.

A maid stepped forward to clean up the broken table. Li Xianyuan asked her to take away King Cheng's, and he had to wait in the study for a while.

The maid withdrew and closed the door before leaving.

Sitting on a soft pouch, the heat of the stove is rising. Li Xianyuan meditated.

I have never met the emperor, I don't know his depth, and I don't know his temperament. But judging by the fact that he has his own heirs left and right, this emperor's city is not something he can imagine.

If King Cheng doesn't know Zeng Yue's identity, it's okay. King Ming Cheng knew, but the emperor still let Zeng Yue stay by his side.

Divide yin and yang. The emperor's move was a righteous and bright conspiracy.

After some analysis, now that it is open, those small actions of graceful and her own stealing actions in the harem will not be able to hide that she has never met the emperor.

I think I can hide from the world, but in fact, I can see everything.

After thinking about it, Li Xianyuan called the maid outside the door and told her to go to change the housekeeper.

It's not about packing up and running away, but about another way.

When the words fell, Steward Wen pushed the door in, with a cold air. He has white hair and long gray hair, I don't know if it is so white, or if he has stood outside the door for a long time and has fallen into a layer of frost.

"Uncle Wen, I'm tired of sending someone to carry a message to King Cheng's Mansion for me. ”

Li Xianyuan changed his name.

Steward Wen bowed: "Okay." What do you want to say, sir?"

"Then he said, "Tomorrow morning, take me with you." ”

"Yes. In response, regardless of the reason, the civil official's house closed and retreated.

When I touched my back, I remembered that the spirit sword and the picture scroll were placed in the bedroom. When you enter the harem, of course, you can't bring a sword.

If you enter the temple tomorrow and face the saint, you will naturally not be able to carry a sword. But in case the emperor catches turtles in an urn in the palace, he will not even have nowhere to escape.

However, this is a matter of the harem, and the emperor should not make a big show and arrest it in front of hundreds of officials.

A soft sigh and a few light coughs spread out from the study room that exuded the fragrance of book ink.

Thinking about it carefully, now he is also a very human minister, if there is no such thing as black and white impermanence, he is still chic and happy in Wuhou County, and he is a confidante with you. When I was weak, I went to the doctor, and I couldn't find anything wrong with it, so I put it on my body. Then he died decisively and died young. Left a red face alone, crying in front of the coffin.

Instead of being like now, stepping on the road of cultivating immortals, he was forced to cut off the red dust.

The dearest relatives have white hair and turn into dry bones. And he is still young, this is a cultivator. If you don't cut the red dust, the red dust will also cut itself.

Stretching out his hand to push open the window lattice, the cold air hit his face, and the sky was a little gloomy and gray. The second snow after coming to Beijing seems to be about to fall.

But in this season when everything is dry, the people of the world will not be dry.

It's not far from the government test. The literati who participated in the examination studied and studied hard, wanting to achieve good fame.

Although Li Xianyuan is only a child, no one dares to underestimate his writing.

Standing up in a light cough, Li Xianyuan took the teacup and walked around to the desk, pressing a piece of white paper under the paperweight, and the pen and ink on the side.

Gently tilt the teacup, pour a trace of warm tea into the jade inkstone, roll up the sleeve and hold the pen to grind finely, the brown color gradually turns into thick ink, holding the pen in his right hand, Li Xianyuan began to write on the blank paper.

Looking for breakthrough opportunities and stepping into the foundation.

Cheng Qin sent to get incense.

The case of Situ Yanran's family is unsolved.

A year later, he returned to Chunyang, participated in the big competition of the cultivation realm, and got a peach.

These four things are what we need to do now.

Putting the pen back on the pen holder, Li Xianyuan took out the rice paper that had not dried the ink, shook it gently, and hung it on the fire candle to turn into ashes.

The smell of burning dispersed, and in a trance, Li Xianyuan seemed to see Situ Yanran, who was still a young girl, kneeling in front of a ruin, her child's face blackened by the fire, crying helplessly.

Knock Knock Knock -

At this moment, the civil official's house knocked on the door and woke up Li Xianyuan.

There is news from King Cheng's mansion that early tomorrow morning, King Cheng will come to pick him up and enter the palace together to go to the morning court. (To be continued.) )