After Jing Xi finished lunch, he didn't go out again, but stayed in the room honestly and played with his younger brothers.

As for Daddy, he was dealing with military affairs on the side, and there were some things that the deputy general in the barracks couldn't solve, so he sent someone to send them over quickly, so that the prince could see it himself.

Now, Daddy's departure from Gu Jiajun does not mean that he doesn't need to deal with affairs.

Dusk, the sunset, with its last afterglow, creates eternal beauty, the sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

The afterglow of the remnant sun spreads over the earth, and finally disappears on the horizon, and as the sun sinks, the flowers also usher in the night.

The night was like a big net, quietly falling down and covering the whole land.

After dinner, Jing Xi wanted to see the beautiful scenery of Luoyang County, so he left the Drunken Immortal Residence with the secret guard and came to the night market.

Despite the darkness of the night, the flower capital is still crowded with people, and the small vendors that can be seen everywhere are still doing business on the streets, and all kinds of things are dazzling.

The night in Huadu is different from that of Qingshan County, where every house is brightly lit, and there are people selling snacks in the night market, some doing acrobatics, and some enjoying the night scenery by boat.

There are also some literati and ink writers get together, fight poems and meet friends, taste tea and enjoy flowers, Luoyang is famous for peony flowers, and the literati and ink writers here are also more to appreciate peonies, or have made poems and lyrics for peonies, quite a bit of 'talking and laughing with Confucianism, and there is no white ding. '.

Jing Xi followed the flow of people to the crowd in front of him, and saw that someone was playing acrobatics, and he was also quite interested.

However, the people were small, so Jing Xi had to find a teahouse, asked for a window position on the second floor, and sat and watched people play acrobatics.

Seeing the highlights, Jing Xi also applauded with the crowd, and even ordered someone to give some broken silver, which made the performers happy.

In fact, as far as Jing Xi is concerned, those movements are very simple, and she can do them easily, but that's only because she has advanced cultivation, and these things are not comparable to martial arts, but for those who are performing arts, they need years of training to have such a fluent performance.

Yes, seeing the wonderful novelty, Jing Xi will also let people give broken silver.

In the teahouse, many literati and writers are also writing poems and lyrics, Jing Xi only listened to it for a while, and then felt bored, and after paying for the tea, he wanted to go home.

However, Jingxi's attitude made a young lady in a purple shirt next to him dissatisfied.

"Stop, what kind of expression do you have, do you think my brother's poems are not good?" The purple-shirted lady spoke, and Jing Xi was stunned.

Hearing this, Jing Xi turned around and thought, which spoiled lady is this, right?

Hearing this scolding, the secret guard was about to step forward, and Xinliu couldn't help but want to hold grievances for his own young lady.

Miss Ming didn't say anything, and she didn't comment on that person's poems, why did she stop Miss like this?

was about to speak, but was stopped by the young lady, Xinliu was a little puzzled, and looked at his young lady suspiciously.

And the secret guard also silently appeared behind him and waited in the dark under the signal of the young lady.

"Hey, talk about you!" Miss Purple Shirt spoke again, her tone was coquettish, although it didn't sound very good, but it didn't make people feel domineering.

Seeing this, Jing Xi was just a spoiled child by the family, no malice, just a little straight, it seemed that she couldn't see that her brother's poems were not favored by others, so Jing Xi didn't want to worry about her more.

just said: "I don't even know who your brother is, why don't you think about it?" Jing Xi was a little amused, and his tone was calm.

"Oh, that's my brother, how could you not know it?" As she spoke, Miss Purple pointed to a young man in blue who was discussing with her companion next to her.

Jing Xi looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a young man in a blue robe, with a turquoise silk tie around his waist, long dark hair tied on the top of his head, and a delicate Yuhua face was quite helpless.

Seeing that her sister stopped a little girl, she was a little helpless, said to her companion, and walked to Jingxi's side.

Seeing this, the people around also looked here, and those who were familiar with Miss Purple's temperament all showed a look of understanding.

The little boy approached, stopped, looked at a little girl in front of him and said, "This young lady, I'm sorry, my sister is rude, please forgive me if there is any collision." ”

After that, he glared at the purple-shirted girl and motioned for her to come forward and apologize to Jing Xi.

Seeing this, Jing Xi said lightly: "It's okay." ”

Miss Purple was a little unconvinced, but she didn't say anything more.

The young man spoke again: "Under Huo Wenqian, my sister Huo Wenjing, I don't know Miss's surname?" ”

The young man is worthy of being a scholar, and when he talks about it, Jing Xi saw that the other party had a good attitude, and then told his name: "Gu Jingxi"

"Brother~" Miss Purple Shirt, oh, that is, Huo Wenjing spoke, shaking Huo Wenqian's sleeves coquettishly, quite unconvinced.

"Jing'er, when will you change your temper? It's just that your father and mother spoil you like this, and you won't be allowed in the future. Huo Wenqian knew that his sister Fang Cai had no malicious intentions, but she was usually overly pampered by her father and mother, and her temper was more pampered, but she had a good heart. In this regard, he was also a little helpless, so he had to keep an eye on his sister at all times, lest she offend people.

The companions next to this meeting also stepped forward, and seeing this, Huo Wenqian also introduced a few companions one by one.

"This is Jin Ling, the one next to me is Huang Zihao, and the one next to me is Zhao Bijun." Huo Wenqian introduced his three companions.

"Hello Miss Gu, I'm in Xia Jinling."

"Under Huang Zihao."

"Under Zhao Bijun."

Then the three of them also spoke and greeted Jing Xi.

They saw that Jingxi had an outstanding temperament and gorgeous clothes, and they were not ordinary people who wanted to come, and they all knew a little bit about the young ladies in Huadu, and they had not heard of the people surnamed Gu, so they were not from Huadu.

Huo Wenqian's mind turned, and his face did not show it, but asked Jing Xi if he wanted to join them and discuss poetry together.

"That being the case, it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate." Jing Xi saw their kind invitation, and did not refuse, so he moved with them to the flower boat.

Shinliu behind him followed closely with his own young lady, and there was also a secret guard in private at that time.

The group came to the flower boat, Huo Wenqian said: "It's spring now, let's take spring as the theme, and everything related to spring can be passed. ”

Hearing this, everyone agreed, and as for this Huo Wenjing, he also joined in, wanting to prove that he was not an illiterate person.

Among them, Jin Ling, who was wearing a pale green robe, was the first to speak:

"Shengri is looking for Fangsi waterfront, and the boundless scenery is new.

Waiting for leisure to know the east wind side, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring. ”

"Okay, a good sentence is always spring." The crowd exclaimed.

"Then I'll do it next, listen to it," Huo Wenqian also wrote a poem, and then said:

"Two orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky.

The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship. ”

Then Jing Xi was not lagging behind, so he spoke:

"Good rain knows the season, when spring happens.

Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

The wild trails are dark, and the river boats are bright.

Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city. ”

After listening to Jing Xi's poems, everyone also praised them one by one, praising Jing Xi for his young age and outstanding literary talent.

Even Huo Wenjing, who had just written a poem, even Jingxi had to look up at her.

The group gathered for half an hour, and finally Jing Xi felt that it was too late, so he said goodbye first, and after that, Jing Xi took Xinliu and the secret guard on foot, ready to return to the Drunken Immortal Residence.

At this time, it was already quite late, so Jing Xi planned to pass through an alley, hoping to return to the Drunken Immortal Residence as soon as possible, so as not to worry his father.

At the entrance of the alley, Jing Xi was keenly aware that someone was fighting, and before Jing Xi and the others approached, the fight stopped, and it seemed that one side had won.

The further they went, the guards also noticed the situation, so they became vigilant and firmly protected Jingxi.

Until recently, Jing Xi found the young man leaning against the corner of the wall, dressed in white, and at this time it was already bloodstained.

The young man was about eleven or twelve years old, and his face was beautiful and charming, but his face was extremely pale at this time, his black hair was a little messy, and he was holding a sword on the ground, and blood was dripping from the blade of the sword.

When the young man saw the comer, he thought it was a chasing soldier, and he wanted to kill the enemy with his spirit, his eyes were sharp, but he saw the little girl in front of him, with a secret guard.

When he saw the person coming, the young man still held the sword tightly and looked at the person in front of him with cold eyes.

Seeing this, Jing Xi didn't want to be nosy, but looking at the young man's eyes and the moment of compassion he sensed was ridiculous, Jing Xi still decided to save the person in front of him.

The injured scene that crossed the young man's eyes just now was not ignored, and he thought that he was also a person with a story, since they met, they were fate.

The dark guard didn't see Jing Xi's order, but was just vigilant around and the young man in front of him.

After a while, the young man finally couldn't support the exhaustion of his body, excessive blood loss and fighting all the way, his body could no longer support it, and he had to faint helplessly, but he still held the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand.

Jing Xi walked over and stuffed a pill into his mouth, and the pill melted in his mouth.

Seeing this, the secret guard wanted to step forward to stop it, for fear that the county lord would be injured, but was stopped by Jing Xi, and then ordered: "Go to someone, put him on his back, go back to the drunken immortal residence, and avoid everyone." ”

"Yes." Then a secret guard stepped forward, picked up the young man, and the group quickly left the place.

As soon as he returned to the Drunken Immortal Residence, Jing Xi ushered in his father's "questioning".

"What's the matter with that young man?" Lord Rong was a little helpless, this girl went out to play and brought back a comatose teenager covered in injuries, who can be saved casually?

Then Prince Rong planned to have a long talk with his daughter, but his daughter actually said that he would treat the man's injuries first, but Prince Rong couldn't resist his daughter's wishes, so he had to join her.

As for Xiao Yichen, she was a little angry in her heart, the little girl took the secret guard out of the house while she was dealing with things, and brought a teenager with her when she came back.

In his heart, the little girl is kind-hearted, but she doesn't know who should save and who shouldn't be saved.

He didn't expect that he was also saved by the little girl in Yunwu Mountain.

At this time, when the young man saw that the little girl was concentrating on treating others' injuries, and ordered his subordinates to help the man with medicine, he looked indifferent, did not say a word, and the breath around him became even colder.

But the little girl didn't notice it at all.

Not long after, under the effect of Jing Xi's medicine, the man finally woke up.

Seeing that he was awake, Jing Xi stepped forward: "Are you awake?" I saved you. ”

As soon as the man woke up, he found that the surroundings were unfamiliar, and he was immediately vigilant, but he turned his head and saw the little girl, and she said that she had saved herself.

The boy sensed his physical condition, and knew that what the little girl in front of him said was true.

Seeing the little girl carved in pink, there was a smile on his white and tender face at this time, and he asked how his body was.

Seeing that he didn't answer, he stretched out his hand, and the young man saw that she wanted to help him take his pulse, so he also relaxed and did not move.

"It's okay, it's just that I've lost too much blood and I'm a little weak, just recuperate."

"By the way, what's your name?" Jing Xi asked.

"In my subordinate boss Shaoyu, thank you for saving your life." Si Shaoyu made a slight move, and Jing Xilian asked him to lie down.

And said, "My name is Gu Jingxi." ”

This name, Si Shaoyu knows, this is the name of the county lord of Zhaoning, that is to say, the person in front of him is the daughter of King Rong, the county lord of Zhaoning, Si Shaoyu and Mo Chengxuan are friends, and naturally learned from his friend about his cooperation with the county lord.

Seeing that he recognized his identity and wanted to salute again, Jing Xi immediately said, "No need to be polite, you can just call me Jing Xi." ”