The butler's body on the kneeling ground was already shaking like a sieve, but Feng Yun lowered his body as if he didn't see his reaction, and asked, "Do you know what will happen if this matter leaks out and His Majesty knows about it?"

"Chop ...... Kill and decide. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" The housekeeper wiped a cold sweat with one hand, Feng Yun chuckled, looking like he was asking for advice, "But if this king doesn't accept it, but they insist on sending it, and this king doesn't accept it, so he can't get out of the house and can't go to the court, so he has to accept these gifts, what will happen?"

His eyes rolled, and the butler seemed to understand something, "Then ...... It's none of your Highness's business. ”

"Yes. Feng Yun nodded appreciatively, "That's why this king didn't rush to let you open those gifts and put the names of officials and officials on them, and then it will be the evidence of impeaching those who gave gifts, do you understand?"

"Your Highness has a thousand plans in her heart, and the slave and maid are ashamed of themselves, and they are ashamed of themselves. The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief, and then he knew Feng Yun's purpose in doing this. Feng Yun smiled and waved his hand, "Okay, get up, this king is going to eat, you can pack those gifts." ”

"Yes. ”

*

He Yuan, who came to the Four Princes' Mansion to see Feng Yun, withdrew from the Four Princes' Mansion tremblingly, and the moment he stepped out of the mansion, He Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had seen the sun again, he unloaded all the burdens on his shoulders, and returned to the mansion lightly.

Although it was time for lunch, the people of He Mansion had been waiting for their master to come back after finishing his errands, He Yuan stroked his mustache happily, thinking of Feng Yun's assurance to himself, and said in his heart that this unworthy descendant of his family was finally a little saved.

He Mansion was quiet at the moment, and an old slave guarding the door greeted him, "Master, are you back?"

He Yuan nodded slightly, "What about Amo?"

"Childe...... I left the house early in the morning, and I haven't come back yet. The old slave replied and saw He Yuanqi flick his sleeves and walked into the lobby angrily, and the table of dishes in front of him suddenly saw that he had no appetite, "I know how to go out and mess around all day, and it will be the February test soon, and other people are holding sage books in their hands, and reading them all day long, where is it like him, while the old man goes out to do something, he will play and play around, the old man is heartbroken for him, is it easy for me?" He Yuan said, he couldn't help but take a sip of tea, he had a son in old age, his wife was pregnant with He Dianmo at an advanced age, and he saved the child by exchanging his life for his life during dystocia, I thought that this child would be a little promising, who knew that his mind was not on the imperial examination at all, either about three or two fox friends and dog friends to go to the wine shop to drink, or linger in the flower street and willow lane, and there was no figure in sight all day.

"Go, you guys, get that stinky boy back for me, the old man has to break his legs. He Yuan stood up angrily, called a few little guys, and asked them to go out and catch He Dianmo back to the house, before the words fell, a young man of about twenty or so strode into the door of He Mansion with a fan, "Dad, who are you talking to?"

To say that this young man is not bad, a pair of fox eyes look like a smile is not a smile, the blue satin brocade robe is called a noble body, the golden pen stroke of the folding fan in his hand, placed on the chest and shaken slowly, the usual hobbies are cockfighting, bird walking, the same aristocratic children are no different.

"Who are you angry with? It's you stinky boy who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to fight!" He Yuan raised his legs, ripped off his official boots from his feet, and threw them straight towards He Dianmo, He Dianmo reacted quite quickly, and opened the fan with a "swish" as soon as he raised his arm, and the boots that flew out happened to hit the fan, "Oh, my father, why are you so angry, the child is just going out for a walk." ”

"Go out for a walk?" He Yuan obviously didn't believe his words, "Say, which wine shop did you go to or a brothel?

He Dianmo shrunk his neck and stretched out a finger, "Just ...... I drank a little wine. Seeing that the other boot was about to be smashed towards his head, He Dianmo hurriedly hugged his head and scurried around the yard, shouting: "Daddy, Dad, if you have something to say, don't do it! The child met a very talented person in the wine shop today. ”

"Talented, talented?" Sure enough, He Yuan heard that He Dianmo was not with his group of fox friends and dog friends, and his anger disappeared a lot, He Dianmo saw that he didn't mean to beat himself again, and approached He Yuan flatteringly: "That brother Tai, surnamed Wen, I didn't ask in detail what his name is, I only know that he has a clear face, his export is a chapter, and the allusions in the article are easy to come by, an article, to say the least, you have to use more than a dozen allusions, and some allusions I have never heard at all." ”

He Yuan raised his eyebrows, "He is also among the candidates for this test?"

"Exactly. He Dianmo laughed, "But he is just a poor scholar, and his temper is strange, so I invited him to drink a glass of wine by the way, and he called me a brother." Speaking of this, He Dianmo couldn't help but raise his head arrogantly, looking like he was waiting for praise, but his father did not praise him, but gave him a punch according to his head, "I know that people are talented and talented, but they are not good at studying......?" Wen what?"

"Qingrong. He Dianmo added.

"Yes, Wen Qingrong, have more contact with those who read, and it's good to hold the Buddha's feet temporarily. He Yuannian chattered for a long time, and finally allowed He Dianmo to eat in the lobby, "Also, to make friends, you have to ask what the name of the person is." ”

"Oh. He Dianmo, who had a mouthful of food in his mouth, replied vaguely, and he didn't know if he had listened to this sentence in his heart.

In fact, He Dianmo only thought that the poor scholar looked funny, and he didn't really want to make friends with him at all, who knew that his father was not allowed to meet his friends, He Dianmo felt bored, and went to meet the poor scholar every day, and it was a bit interesting to listen to him talk nonsense for a long time.

The Wen Qingrong mentioned in He Dianmo's mouth, the name and the Qing, is the person whom His Royal Highness the Crown Prince once recommended to His Majesty the Emperor, and that person has no other hobbies, that is, he is addicted to alcohol. When splashing ink and writing articles and poems, if there is a pot of wine left at hand, then Wensi will be like a dried spring, and nothing can be written, but if you hand him a glass of wine at this time, it will be a completely different face.

Wen and Qing not only export chapters, but also practice a good hand, I heard that his father was once a protégé of Mr. Zhou Wenyong, Mr. Zhou's writing is a dragon and snake, the wind is leisurely, Wen and Qing are taking their strengths and adding their own style.

If Mr. Zhou's words are the old man who lives in seclusion and fishing, then Wen Heqing's words are the chivalrous man who is still comfortable in the downtown area.