"Fu Xian's nephew has been tired all the way, why don't you have a good rest in the room?" Different from the joy of the young people when they saw that Fu Gongzi, although the middle-aged woman on the first seat smiled gently, there seemed to be a bit of blame in her words, and I don't know if I was too careful.

"Lord Shen is not strange, it is Ruozhen who is anxious...... This young lady is the author of that poem? He bowed slightly towards the other party, then turned to face the direction where Jiang Zhuo and I were sitting, looked at each of us for a moment, and then asked me as if he was in agreement.

I'm not sure that this Fu Gongzi denied my identity, and I didn't want to inexplicably replace the creative right of the poem, so I just silently took a sip of the tea at hand, lowered my head and didn't look at him.

My evasion fell into the eyes of those admirers and became arrogant and rude, and one by one they glared at me, and some of them could not hold their breath and were about to attack.

I only heard Lord Shen, who was in the first seat, suddenly flicked the folding fan, and laughed loudly: "According to this official, the leader of this poetry meeting this time is still Miss Lin Yuanzhi...... Do you have any objections? ”

When she interrupted, the literati and scholars were stunned, but they also responded to the situation, but Miss Na Lin only had a faint smile on her face—if it weren't for her own pampering and not being surprised, this result would not make her very happy.

Sensing her gaze that seemed to be infinitely cast at me, I couldn't help but wonder - could it be that because of the matter of Fang Cai, this Miss Lin thought that I had stolen her limelight and had a mustard for this title of leader?

The thought taught me not only to frown and look at the initiator who meddled; I heard her continue: "Okay, then ask Fu Gongzi to cash in on the lottery of this poetry meeting and talk with Lin Kui for a game...... The rest of the gentlemen, please take care of yourself, if the official has something to do, he will take the first step and leave. ”

Before the words fell, he arched his hand casually, and Lord Shen got up and left the table and walked to the backyard, leaving behind everyone who had not yet come back to their senses and looked at each other.

- Ha, the fragrant reward that the shopkeeper said, shouldn't it be a game with this Fu Gongzi?

I still have a lot of speculation...... I knew this was the case, and I said that I wouldn't come to this troubled water.

Losing face is a small matter, and it will be troublesome to be recognized.

"In that case, let's go too." While everyone was still talking, Jiang Zhuo and I whispered, while quickly getting up.

At this time, I saw the steward trotting in front of us, with a flattering smile: "The two distinguished guests stay, and my family invites the two of us to get together in the backyard study, and we have important matters to discuss." ”

I glanced at Jiang Zhuo hesitantly, and she nodded noncommittally, motioning for me to make up my own mind—I was really curious about the reason why Lord Shen did this, and after thinking about it again, I finally agreed.

The steward walked through the garden corridors, rockery paths, and finally came to an ancient study.

Pushing the door in, Lord Shen was sitting upright behind the desk, leisurely looking at a few plain flower notes on the table, and when he saw us, he just bowed slightly: "You are here...... Come on in. ”

As soon as we stepped into the study, the steward thoughtfully closed the door for us.

I cleared my throat, and I was about to speak, but I saw the middle-aged woman who had been sitting well suddenly jumped up from her seat, lifted the hem of her clothes, knelt in front of me with a "poof", and made a big salute - the muffled sound of her forehead hitting the blue brick floor made my heart jump too.

"Shen Youlan, the subordinate of Xiaguan Guozijian, has seen the young master." She did not get up after the salute, but remained on her knees, and said respectfully.

-- Guozijian is equivalent to the country's education department, so this Shen Youlan should be regarded as a leading cadre of the Education Bureau.

If she calls me His Royal Highness King Ling, it would be fine, just if she recognized my identity, even if she made such a great gift, it would be justified; But what about her so-called young master?

I looked at Jiang Zhuo, who was also surprised, and decided to follow her words first, and inquire clearly before making plans...... Maybe she just recognized the wrong person?

"Get up first," I asked, tentatively as I carefully considered my words in my mind, once all three of them were seated, "how do you know that I am...... Young master? ”

She smiled and pointed to the jade jue on my waist: "This jade jue is a unique token in the world, the owner once said that he would pass this thing on to the young master, this jade jue is now on you, who are you not the young master?" ”

"Don't you think I stole it?" Playing with the inconspicuous jade jue on his waist, in addition to the extraordinarily warm texture, he can't see any characteristics, I really don't know how Lord Shen of this country eunuch recognized it.

The young master laughed...... With the master's status and kung fu, no one dares to snatch something from her! She waved her hand and smiled heartily, not impressed.

"I didn't laugh, this jade jue was indeed given by an elder, but she didn't mention any organization to me...... Since you insist that I am the young master, you might as well explain it to me well, and save me from being confused, how about it? After thinking about it, I put Yu Jue on the table and asked seriously.

"It's a natural ......," she said, pouring me a cup of tea diligently, but her gaze drifted over me, intentionally or unintentionally, as if Jiang Zhuo was wandering in the world from beginning to end.

I waved my hand at her: "It's okay, I don't have anything to hide from her, just say it." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Zhuo suddenly glanced at me fixedly, his eyes were so deep that it seemed like an endless night sky, and in this night sky, I saw the gorgeous and brilliant amber streamer again, and it was forever in an instant.

"When the master was young, he was chivalrous and benevolent, and when he passed by Zechang, he rescued the whole family of the lower officials who were robbed by the gangsters, and funded the lower officials to study, and rebuilt the lower officials, so the lower officials voluntarily served her as the master, and in addition to the lower officials, there are countless people who have received the favor of the master, and we have not established any organization, but just swore to be loyal to the master." Shen Youlan said sadly, the look on her face seemed to fall into some kind of memory, "Seven years ago, the first emperor was seriously ill, the master resigned from the official body, and after dispersing all his family wealth, he escaped into the empty door, praying for the first emperor day and night, and since then, the lower official and a group of colleagues have never had the opportunity to see the master again. ”

- Pray for the first emperor? Isn't that Kwong Xihan's mother?

Who is this mysterious master? What does it have to do with Kwong Xihan?

Why did Yan Ke have this jade jue and give her to me?

Don't...... Yan Ke is her master?

"Lord Yan? No, Lord Yan is just an old friend of the master, listening to the young master's meaning, could it be that you know Lord Yan? It turned out that I had inadvertently asked the last sentence, and her answer was beyond my expectations.

"Not Yan Ke? So, can you tell me the true name of the master? I decided to get straight to the point.

"The master's surname is Sikong, his single name is a Xiuzi, and he used to be the first general of the martial rank," Shen Youlan did not pursue the fact that I was carrying Yujue but did not know her master, and replied quite carefully, "Also, the master's legal name after becoming a monk is called Konghui." ”

"You mean, Zen Master Konghui?" Fortunately, I held the tea cup in my hand in time, so as to avoid the gaffe of knocking over the cup, "the host of Lingjue Zen Temple...... Zen Master Konghui? ”

"Yes, exactly the host...... The young master is so excited, he must have seen the master? Shen Youlan smiled and said, "It's no wonder that the master is not only a high and powerful person, but also has a prominent background, she is the sister of the former emperor's husband, and even His Royal Highness King Ling today has to call the master an aunt......

"Bang dang—" Now, the tea cup in my hand can no longer hold it steady.

The tea splashed on the back of my hand, making me shiver, and Jiang Zhuo, who was sitting next to me, immediately pulled my hand over - I don't know how she could have wound medicine in her arms.

The cold ointment was applied to the red mark, and the burning sensation immediately went down.

In normal times, Jiang Zhuo cares about me so closely, so close to me, and grabs my hand, the hot breath exhaled blows on the back of my hand, and the softness of the skin is transmitted from the close position, I am afraid that I will already blush and heartbeat because of this moment, shy and sweet.

It's just that my whole mind is now occupied by the sudden message, and I can't care about anything else.

――Unexpectedly, that young and beautiful empty skin Zen master turned out to be my aunt!

No wonder Yan Ke didn't stop me from saluting her in the slightest, and even tolerated her teaching me as if it was true or false.

However, I was struck not only by her blood kinship, but also by her prominent position before she became a monk, and I would not have been able to associate her with the general who commanded the army in any way had I not heard it with my own ears.

According to Shen Youlan, my aunt escaped into the empty door for the sake of the emperor, and the emperor named her a national teacher, and handed over to her such important matters as worshipping the heavens, which shows her favor...... I just think I smell something unusual.

Touching the back of my hand that had been covered with ointment and bandaged by silk, I couldn't help but sneak a glance at Jiang Zhuo, who continued to immerse herself in her own world after bandaging me. Not to mention the empty Zen master and the former emperor, I'm afraid that Jiang Zhuo has never thought about this aspect.

…… It's just wishful thinking on my part.