Chapter 46 Chu Hong

"You don't have to be restrained," Zhao Hanlin grabbed the waist of a singer and looked at Wei Heming He Lan, who was sitting precariously opposite, and smiled. "It's just a place to listen to music, and there's no unclean business that can't be blamed from above. ”

Having said that, the back and forth between the eyebrows of the several officials present and the singer was not at all like the serious relationship he said.

Wei Heming moved slightly, pushed the woman who came close to him away, and said with a smile: "I am a rough person below, I don't know how to listen to music, and I have lived up to Lord Zhao's good intentions." ”

He Lan didn't give any face, and pretended to fall asleep with one hand on her head and a group of beauties.

Zhao Hanlin didn't persuade either, and laughed: "Sure enough, the children of the family have big rules, but we can't compare." ”

Wei Heming poured himself a cup of hot tea, and smiled humbly: "What family, who didn't pinch out a handful of loess thousands of years ago?" ”

Zhao Hanlin was even more happy when he said this, and nodded again and again: "It makes sense, it is really Tanhualang, who sees things very thoroughly." ”

He Lan sneered lightly and did not speak.

Only Wei Heming heard this voice, but when he looked down, he saw He Lan pretending to be asleep, and he knew in his heart that He Lan categorically disdained to associate with such people.

It's just that both of them are new to Hanlin, no matter how high they are, they will inevitably deal with these people. Since Zhao Hanlin was warmly invited, the two of them, as juniors, would not be able to refuse no matter what.

Wei Heming watched this group of officials tout and chatted with each other, the topic was nothing more than money and silver Fengyue, and occasionally said some painless court gossip, and only replied with a smile when others mentioned him, like a humble junior who had just entered the court.

After a while, but listening to a few noises outside, a young man in brocade clothes walked in with a curtain, looking a little similar to Chu Shen, but the pride between his eyebrows was completely different from Chu Shen.

"Who is my Dao, it turns out to be the people of the Hanlin Academy. ”

The young man arched his hand casually, greeted them one by one, and when he saw Wei He and the others, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Lord Wei, Lord He, I said goodbye to my father's study a few days ago, but I haven't seen him for a long time. ”

Everyone in the room bowed: "See the Four Highnesses." ”

He Lan didn't want to continue to pretend to be asleep, so she got up slowly and saluted.

Only then did the two understand why Zhao Hanlin had nothing to do and invited him warmly, it turned out to be to pave the way for the four princes.

The case between the abolition queen and the crown prince has been disputed in the court for half a month and there is still no result, and the Wen family has gradually declined from the beginning, but there is such a precedent, and the confidence of the ministers of the court and the central government to persuade is no longer as strong as it was at the beginning.

The emperor drafted the decree several times, although he was persuaded back by the ministers with both soft and hard measures, but the arrogance of the fourth prince Chu Hong became more and more vigorous, and with the acquiescence of the emperor, he went in and out of the court to make friends with the ministers, and he was a little more noble and proud than the prince.

Chu Hong sat next to Wei Heming and said with a smile: "It just so happens that there is nothing to do today, I will listen to a few tunes from you, and you won't think I'm in the way, right?"

The crowd said no.

The singer began to babble and sing a little song, with a tactful tone and a moving voice, and the rest of the people played the piano and the flute, with their eyebrows and affectionate appearances, but there was indeed some gentle meaning.

"I heard that Lord Wei once chose a companion in front of the imperial palace back then," Chu Hong said to him with a smile. "It's a pity that the mother didn't ask you to accompany me back then, otherwise we would definitely be able to play together. ”

Wei Heming dialed a thousand pounds in four or two: "It's a pity that I was only shallow in my studies at that time, and I didn't have the opportunity to study with you." ”

Chu Hong raised his eyebrows: "I heard that Chu Shen once wanted to ask you to go, but you refused?" Speaking of this, his tone was a little contemptuous.

Wei Heming shook his head and said with a smile: "At that time, the minister was thinking about going to the Guozijian and didn't think too much about it. ”

Chu Hong pouted and said, "You were right at the beginning, it was a pity to follow Chu Shen's wretched, so it was a pity that you were talented." ”

Wei Heming paused and did not answer.

Sure enough, this is still the fourth prince in his previous life, who was contemptuous and disgusted with Chu Shen to the core, and beat and scolded him at every turn since he was a child.

He remembered that he was a companion in the palace at the time, and he was the most youthful and vigorous, and tried to help Chu Shen vent his anger several times, often tossing and losing both, Chu Hong said to him with a wounded chin: "You follow this wreck, and you can't get out if you die, it's better to follow me, high-ranking officials Houlu, whatever you want, I will give you what." ”

Later, when he was in a hurry, he scolded him: "Are you breaking your sleeves? Otherwise, why do you always follow a useless person? What is he giving and I can't give?"

It's kind of funny when you think about it.

The pride of the sky, that's what I'm talking about.

Chu Hong saw him staring at the singer with a smile on his face, so he replied to his mistake and raised his eyebrows: "You like it?"

Wei Heming was stunned for a moment, shook his head with a light smile: "It's just that I thought of old things." ”

Chu Hong refused to believe it: "What are you polite to me, you have taken a fancy to it, just take it home, can I still go and talk to my father?"

The singer smiled and said, "When Tanhualang was parade through the streets, the slave family once went to take a look. ”

Chu Hong smiled evilly and said to the singer, "Then what do you think of him?"

The singer's pink cheeks were slightly red: "Naturally, it's good." ”

Chu Hong laughed, put one hand on Wei Heming's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Tanhualang is really handsome and charming, and there are women who love him wherever he goes." ”

Wei Heming smiled bitterly: "I don't have that intention. ”

Chu Hong stuffed the singer into his arms: "You literati are fake Qinggao, and you refuse to admit it even though you are smiling." ”

The officials in the room also followed suit.

Wei Heming said: "It's me who lost my mind, can I punish myself with three cups of apology?" It's just that this beauty's grace is really unbearable, and His Highness still lets me go." ”

As he spoke, he poured himself the wine.

Chu Hong stared at him for a long time, and saw that he didn't seem to be a fake, so he sneered and squinted at him: "You are really strange, don't you like women?"

Wei Heming said in his heart, even if he likes women, he can't like all women.

Wei Heming poured a full bottle of wine, raised his glass and didn't drink it, a dark figure flashed in outside the door, and stepped forward to stand in front of Wei Heming: "I'll drink this wine for him, how about it?"

Everyone looked at the person who came and saluted, "See the prince." ”

A few days ago, the emperor was really upset by the abolition of the establishment, so he turned his hand to deal with the old things and summoned the northern army back, and Chu Fengge appeared in the Beijing division justifiably.

Obviously, Chu Fengge's whole body momentum was incompatible with this room, his steps were vigorous, and every line and stop carried the killing aura of the battlefield, looking at his stiff face, everyone could almost smell the bloody smell of the frontier. coupled with the soft sound of silk bamboo behind him, he was even more abrupt.

Chu Hong frowned and said, "King Wenrui?"

Chu Fengge clasped Wei Heming's wrist, flipped his hand, drank a cup with his hand, and poured himself two full cups of drink, before making a military salute: "Four princes." ”

Chu Hong's face was uncertain, and his tone was a little rushed: "What is King Wenrui doing here?"

"Passing by, visiting old friends. Chu Fengge sat down with a golden knife, and the dark color spread out the entire chair, a pair of eyes were gloomy and cold, and he looked around, and he felt as if he was the master of this room. "You don't mind, do you?"

Everyone minded very much, but no one dared to say it.

Only Wei Heming smiled, ignored his momentum, changed the tea, and chatted with him casually.

With Chu Fengge's disturbance, this song soon became unlistening, Chu Hong brushed his sleeves away, but before leaving, he said to Wei He and the others: "If you have something, you can find me at any time." ”

The two responded only vaguely.

Several officials said goodbye one after another, and in the end, there were only three people and a few singers left in the room, Wei Heming smiled and asked a few singers to step down.

The singer who had been questioned by Chu Fengge glanced at Wei Heming quite resentfully before leaving, which made Wei Heming cry and laugh.

Only then did He Lan sweep away Fang Cai's half-dead appearance, stretched his legs lazily, glanced at Chu Fengge, and said, "Although I can't get used to you, this time I am still thanks to you." ”

Ignoring Chu Fengge's gloomy appearance, he only said to Wei Heming: "If you deal with it, a group of wine bags and rice bags are also worthy of being called Hanlin?"

Wei Heming smiled calmly and did not refute.

He Lan glanced at him, then at Chu Fengge, and once again showed an expression of wanting to say something, and finally brushed his sleeves away: "That's it." ”

I don't know what I was talking about.

He Lan went, and Wei Heming smiled and said to Chu Fengge: "Your Highness is not busy receiving the reward, how can you have time to look for me?"

Chu Fengge returned to Beijing this time without a reward, but he didn't want to conquer the northern army and actually put forward Chu Fengge's merits in the court, which caught the emperor off guard, but he couldn't help but seal it.

This reward has been pressed for several days, and it has not come down so far, but everyone knows that no matter how much it is pressed, this King Wenrui, who has been silent for a long time, will still rise.

A trace of gloom flashed in Chu Fengge's eyes: "If I don't come, won't you lead that singer back home?"

Wei Heming smiled: "It's not that you haven't seen it, it was obviously forced to me by His Royal Highness the Fourth." ”

Chu Fengge turned his head suddenly: "What are you calling him?"

"Fourth Highness?" Wei Heming was unaware.

Chu Fengge's eyes flashed and he didn't speak.

Wei Heming was stunned for a moment, but he saw the meaning in his expression, and couldn't help but laugh even more: "My Highness, what are you doing?"

Chu Fengge listened to the first four words, obviously feeling better, and said lightly: "That is the case, call me by my name in the future." ”

Wei Heming shook his head and said to him: "Okay, good, everything is the same, but people don't dare to make a mistake in front of them." ”

Chu Fengge was a little satisfied.

Seeing him like this, Wei Heming couldn't help but chuckle: "On the day of the Flower Exploration Banquet, I said to the prince, when you return to Beijing openly, come back to me and go back to the horse, do you remember the prince?"

Chu Fengge said: "I still have a BMW, if I lose it, if I lose it, I will pay for you." ”

Wei Heming shook his head: "Where do you dare to lose it, now that ancestor is stronger than me." ”

Chu Fengge couldn't help but smile, and then he was in the light of another room, shaking Wei Heming's eyes.

Wei Heming raised the wine glass, his eyes were filled with joy, and he said to him: "I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha, pay tribute to His Royal Highness, and wash the dust for you." ”

Chu Fengge raised his eyebrows, as if dissatisfied: "What do you call me?"

"Feng Ge. Wei Heming looked at Chu Fengge like that, and couldn't help but shake his head.

That's it, let him be pleased.

Who called him Chu Fengge?