Time flies, I don't know if it is in her boudoir today, which makes him more interested, and he grinds slowly, which makes her a little anxious. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fu Minghua offered his lips to kiss him, Lilac secretly spit out and seduced, and the two secretly gasped and hugged each other.

She didn't dare to touch her skirt, and she was afraid that she would dirty the bedding, so her face turned red, so she had to take her brocade handkerchief and wipe it away.

Seeing that he was satisfied, he couldn't help but turn around and wipe it twice for him, but he didn't know where to stuff the handkerchief, so Mama Jiang pushed the door and came in.

Fu Minghua trembled and picked up the clothes and put them into the bed curtains, put the curtain, and while secretly dressing with Yan Chai, holding the handkerchief in his hand, he was panicked and ashamed, only to feel that the brocade handkerchief was soaked and stained her hand.

In the evening, Marquis Fu wanted to leave Yan Chai and the two of them for dinner before leaving, but Yan Chai resolutely refused, only saying that there were still important things in the house.

When everyone sent the two out, they felt that the situation was not quite right, although Fu Minghua had a smile on his face, but his eyes just didn't look at Yan Chai, and he got into the carriage by himself, this kind of behavior made Fu Hou Ye and the others feel worried, but fortunately, Yan Chai didn't seem to care.

After returning home, Mama Jiang felt as if the two couples, who had never blushed since they got married, seemed to have made an awkward noise, and they didn't know what was going on.

When Mama Jiang saw it, she persuaded her with some anxiety: "After all, it is the prince, if there is anything, just say it." ”

She was afraid that the two would quarrel, so Fu Minghua naturally comforted her.

Yan Chai knew that he made her angry, coaxed her for a long time, and promised that he would not be like this next time, so the two got along as before.

At the end of the month, Marquis Fu and the Bai family took a carriage, took their subordinates, and returned to their hometown with a full dozen carts.

Many people in the middle submitted to the Qin Palace, and Yan Chai also chose a few articles to read every day.

Most of the scrolls that can get into his hands are either born in famous people and have some backgrounds, or they really have real talents and real learning, and they can't squeeze in the dragon gate of the imperial examination, but they want to go off the rails and start from the staff around him.

This is a triennial event, especially at the beginning of the year, after Emperor Yunyan of Jia'an opened his own literature museum, there were more people who came to submit the volume, in addition to selecting the really talented people from these poems, if he really had the ability, he had to meet in person.

Fu Minghua heard that Xu Zisheng, a talented man from Jiangling who had a relationship with her, and others also submitted a scroll to Yan Chai, but I don't know if he saw it.

On February 9, as soon as the spring festival opened, the return of Changle Marquis Fu Changsheng to his hometown was no longer discussed.

From the 9th to the 12th and 15th, there will be a total of three days of examinations.

Everyone paid attention to the results of this year's spring season, and it was only announced on the 19th, but Yan Chai knew the results far earlier than others.

In the Xuanhui Palace, Emperor Jia'an held the fold presented by Jiang Yin, and his expression was unpredictable.

Among the excerpts, Lu Changyuan's name is impressive.

Huang Yixing served him the freshly brewed ginseng tea, Emperor Jia'an took a sip, and then laughed:

"This year, the Lu Changyuan mentioned by Jiang Yin, Yuan Zhibei is highly respected."

He held the teacup in his hand, looked at the article made by Lu Changyuan, and spoke softly.

Yuan Zhi is Du Xuanzhen's word, and the emperor called his word affectionately at this time, but Du Xuanzhen felt that he couldn't let go of that breath.

In his heart, he wondered if Emperor Jia'an's words could have other meanings.

"In Yichen's opinion, Lu Changyuan has the talent to govern the country, and he is the most commendable, and he does not see the sour and rotten atmosphere. He once threw himself into the hands of the minister, and the minister read a few articles, which is good. ”

Du Xuanzhen smiled and replied to Emperor Jia'an's words.

Lu Changyuan is indeed talented, Emperor Jia'an flipped through the articles he made, and nodded, and the smile in Du Xuanzhen's eyes deepened.

In the triennial spring festival, tens of thousands of people came to Luoyang to take the exam, but only a few dozen were taken.

In this stack of articles and lists, most of them are members of the Rong family in private.

Emperor Jia'an's heart was like a mirror, but his face was silent.

Now the power of the Rong family is so great that many of the remnants of the former clan and the side branches of the Rong family have returned.

Fan Yang even changed their family tree again under the suppression of Taizu.

Emperor Jia'an smiled slightly, his eyes under the rising hot tea mist, which looked unfathomable.

"Now that there is a shortage of talents in the DPRK and China, Yuan Zhi has selected a few articles, and I want to meet these students." The emperor held the tea in one hand, knocked on the table with his fingertips, and Du Xuanzhen answered.

The waiter outside came in and reported that the King of Qin had arrived.

Du Xuanzhen's eyes flashed, his eyelids lifted slightly, and he saw Emperor Jia'an sitting behind the desk frowning imperceptibly.

The muscles of his cheeks twitched slightly, and Emperor Jia'an had already asked King Qin to enter.

When Du Xuanzhen hugged a handful of music and folded it out, he happened to meet Yan Chai, who was waiting for His Royal Highness Xuanhui and waiting for Emperor Jia'an to summon him.

The young and tall King of Qin was dressed in a crane feather blue coat, his face was like an axe carving knife, his eyes were deep and firm, his lips were pursed, and his chin was resolute.

The spring rain in February continued, and he had been standing in the rain for a while, his hair was soaked, but his eyes were still so calm, and his back was straight, showing a little ruthlessness.

Du Xuanzhen's steps were a little hesitant.

He also read poetry and books, and sat in the position of Zhongshu Ling for more than ten years, in this Tang Dynasty, he can be said to be the first person under the Son of Heaven, and has a reputation for knowing people.

Yan Chai looks handsome, his nobility is incomparable, and he has the momentum of the king's world.

This patience and calmness made Du Xuanzhen feel a little uneasy.

The chamberlain came out and saluted him respectfully, and he immediately hooked his lips and descended the stairs.

After the swallow chased the order, he also went up the stairs of the third floor.

He didn't walk fast, but his pace was very steady, and the closer he got to Du Xuanzhen, a killing aura came to his face.

That sense of oppression is very deep, especially his tall figure who inherited the Xianbei bloodline, which aggravates this sense of oppression.

Yan Chai stood in the rain for a while, and when he walked towards Du Xuanzhen, Du Xuanzhen seemed to feel that the cold air quickly blew away the warmth he still carried when he just came out of the Xuanhui Palace, he smiled, but he was wary in his heart, and rushed to Yan Chai:

"His Royal Highness King Qin."

He was calculated by Lu Changyuan.

A person like Yan Chai, if he is the emperor, it will be fine. If he is a minister, I am afraid that there will be bloody storms, and he will not be willing to live under others.

Du Xuanzhen had a smile on his face, but he was very angry in his heart.

Yan Chai stopped, looked at the folds he was protecting in the cloak, and smiled:

"Duke Du, the emperor really values you, so he summoned you to the palace early."

Du Xuanzhen bent down and said: "The old minister is fortunate to be able to share the emperor's worries. ”

Yan Chai hooked the corners of his mouth, and there was a mocking look in his eyes: "The emperor is waiting to be summoned, but he is out of company." ”

"Your Highness, please." Du Xuanzhen arched his hand, Yan chased after him two steps, and when he turned his head, he still maintained the same posture. (To be continued.) )