Bailizan entered the lobby of the inn, greeted a scholar who was also dressed plainly, and then sat down to drink tea together.

Zhiying also walked in with Xiaoqiu, found an empty table and sat down, pricking up her ears to eavesdrop.

Cui Yi couldn't follow up anymore, so he had to pretend to buy buns at the door.

"Brother Wenyu, this is ......" The scholar looked much younger than Bailizan, and when he saw him covered in ashes, he blurted out.

Baili sat down in admiration: "Don't mention it, someone kicked it out." ”

Xiao Er brought tea, Bailizan paid for the tea, held the shriveled money bag, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "It seems that my road is at the end." ”

The young scholar hurriedly said: "Don't be busy and depressed, and then try something else, Master Ma is a scholar in the middle of the book, a high and powerful position, and it is normal to look down on poor scholars like us, I heard that Lord Cheng Hu Cheng of the Ministry of Officials is a good poet and book, why don't you go and see it tomorrow?" ”

Zhiying's hand stretched out to the teacup paused: "Cheng Hu? ”

Outside the door, the vendor selling steamed buns asked enthusiastically: "Does the military master want steamed buns or steamed buns?" ”

Cui Yi glanced straight into the lobby and replied absentmindedly: "Yes." ”

Bailizan shook his head gloomily while holding the teacup: "No, I'm not good at poetry and writing, and it's just a joke to do my best, it's better to go back to my hometown honestly and farm, and teach children to read and read is serious." ”

The young scholar persuaded again: "There is no endless road, how can you know if you don't try?" Haven't you always wanted to be a good official in the future? Just give up halfway, and when you get old in the future, you will definitely regret it. ”

At the next table, Xiaoqiu asked in a low voice, "Madam?" ”

Zhiying thought about it and said to herself: "Cheng Hu...... If I'm not mistaken, Cheng Hu has a daughter named Cheng Fengyi. ”

The peddler quickly pulled the kraft paper bag with his hands and feet and began to pack: "What flavor of buns does the military master want?" Why don't you have two of each? ”

Cui Yi replied casually: "Yes." ”

Bailizan smiled bitterly: "I just can't write those gorgeous poems and can't be promoted, I thought that when I went to the capital to recommend myself, I could not test the poems, but only talk about strategy, but now it seems that I am too naïve, I can't sing the praises of virtue, so I can't be considered a good official." ”

The vendor handed over two large bags of steamed buns: "Master Jun, take it." ”

Cui Yi took it and was taken aback by the volume: "Why are there so many!" He was about to return the steamed buns, and the hawker suddenly became anxious: "Hey, Master Jun, you can't do this, when I asked you just now, you said you wanted it, I loaded it and you don't want it, what else can I do in this business?" ”

In the lobby, Zhiying held his mouth with one hand, I don't know what to say, although Cui Yi tried hard to listen, but the hawker was chirping in front of him, so noisy that he couldn't hear it at all, one was impatient, and he wanted to leave with a bun, and now the hawker was even more unhappy, and grabbed his sleeve: "Hey, you haven't given the money yet, Master Jun, do you want to eat the overlord meal?" Our family has been selling steamed buns here for generations, and no one has ever dared to eat steamed buns without paying! ”

Cui Yi was furious, showed his fangs with a "", and made a gesture to open his stall, the hawker was worthy of being cultivated in the third generation, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately pulled out and shouted: "Beat people!" The military master is beating people! The military master doesn't give money to buy buns! It's unreasonable! ”

They were already in the downtown area, and as soon as the hawkers shouted like this, they were surrounded by people watching the excitement in the blink of an eye, and Cui Yi was still holding a bag of buns in his arms, and he suddenly became the target of everyone, and was completely drowned out by the accusations.

And the people in the lobby of the inn were also alarmed, Bailizan and his friends turned their heads to look out, Zhiying also followed their line of sight, and saw Cui Yi who was surrounded by a group, sighed in his heart, secretly said that it was over, and hurriedly rushed out of the door, pushing aside the crowd and squeezing in: "Please let go, let go!" ”

Cui Yi's nearly nine-foot figure was surrounded by a group of men and women ranging from nine to ninety-nine years old, like a duck that had fallen into a chicken nest, turning around, sweating profusely, squeezing in with difficulty and crashing into his arms.

"What's wrong?"

"You still have the face to ask!"

Cui Yi didn't dare to use his fists against the common people, so he turned his anger towards Zhiyinggai: "If it weren't for you, Ben would ...... How could I buy so many buns! ”

Fortunately, he still knew that he wanted to face and did not reveal his identity, so he was innocently sprayed, but he couldn't refute it, so he had to hurriedly untie his purse, count out dozens of dollars, and hurriedly stuff it to the hawker: "Misunderstanding, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry!" The vendor took the copper plate, reluctantly showed an expression of "let you go", and stuffed the bag of steamed buns: "Be careful next time." ”

Cui Yi was so angry that he wanted to beat the hawker with his fist, but Zhiying hurriedly pushed the person out of the crowd: "Let's go, let's talk about what to go back to." ”

Cui Yi was still unwilling to be pushed out of the crowd by her, and when she caught a glimpse of Bailizan and her friends coming out to see the excitement, she glared at the past viciously.

Bailizan looked inexplicable, not knowing where he had offended him - who was he?

Zhiying also saw Bailizan, and lamented in his heart that the plot is in the sky, and he was about to attack after an ambush for a long time, but he was disturbed by the second stunned prince, and left a bad first impression on others.

"What do you do, let go!"

was pushed back to the palace by Zhiying all the way, and seeing that he was about to push the door, Cui Yi was finally completely angry: "Presumptuous! ”

Zhiying laughed: "The prince doesn't go home or go to the barracks after the court, and he makes a special trip to bully the vendors who sell buns?" ”

Cui Yi said angrily: "Nonsense, this king still wants to ask you!" Who is that man? ”

Zhiying deliberately pretended to be stupid: "What that person, who is it?" ”

Cui Yi is like a fried lion: "Don't pretend to be stupid for me!" It's the little white face who drinks tea in the lobby, you follow him all the way, don't think that this king doesn't know, what is your relationship with him? ”

Zhiying looked at him with a smile and asked rhetorically, "How did the prince know that I followed him all the way?" ”

"......" Cui Yi concluded, revealing that he had followed them all the way, and couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, "Now this king is asking you!" ”

Zhiying laughed enough, and no longer teased him, and asked seriously: "What does the prince think of him?" ”

Cui Yi said angrily: "I don't know which corner is drilled out, say, what is your relationship with him?" ”

"He has nothing to do with me, but he has something to do with the prince," Zhiying stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm, and walked towards the mansion, "Let's go in and talk." ”

Back in the house, lunch had to wait for a while, Zhiying gave two large bags of steamed buns to the maids to eat, and then sent them all out, and brought hot tea to Cui Yi himself, and said: "Although Mr. Baili is not good at writing and ink, he is quite scheming, so the prince doesn't want to talk to him?" ”

Cui Yi took the tea, his face looked a little better, but his tone was still fierce: "This king has always hated those sour literati the most, just can play tricks, and there is no real ability, what is there to talk about." ”

Zhiying raised his eyebrows, and deliberately said: "Oh, is this so, I used to hear my father mention him, saying that he was loyal and upright, not a powerful person, and his enthusiasm for the country and the people was nowhere to be thrown, and the pearl was covered with dust, and it seemed that he was going to find an opportunity to recommend it to His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

At the mention of the prince, Cui Yi's brows immediately furrowed, exuding a murderous aura: "He is the person next to the prince?" ”

"It seems that it is not at the moment, but if the prince is not interested in him, maybe in a few days he will become a subordinate of the prince." Zhiying saw from his face that he was not convinced, and he knew that his trick of wanting to capture and indulge had worked, and then Cui Yi would probably ignore the three seven twenty-one and put the people over to his side first, even if he didn't use it, he would never let the prince use it.

Sure enough, Cui Yi frowned and thought for a while, his expression soothed, and said, "Call someone to bring him back first." ”

Zhiying pretended to be surprised again: "Huh? Isn't the prince not interested in him? What to bring back, eat rice? ”

Cui Yi slapped the table angrily: "Could it be that the Wuwang Mansion can't afford to raise a white chopping chicken?" ”

He said that Zhiying was relieved, there is nothing to make Bailizan show his talents at this stage, with Cui Yi looking down on the temper of the literati, maybe he will not see the effect in three days, and he will have to fork people out, and now he is provoked to say "can afford to raise", and he is not afraid that he will regret it in the future.

"Then the concubine will ask someone to go to the inn to invite him." Zhiying [Zongheng] closed the net with satisfaction, got up and went to command.

Zhiying planned to arrange for Bailizan and Cui Yi to meet after lunch, but something in Xiying called Cui Yi away, and Concubine Duan also sent someone from the palace to invite her to sit and talk.

Bailizan took a small half bowl of soup and soaked rice, and sat on the steps under the cloister to feed the cat.

The three-color cat ran in from nowhere, squatting at his feet in a fluffy lump, eating the small pieces of fish he picked out from the bowl, while Mimi barked, Bailizan shaved two mouthfuls of rice with pickles, stretched out his hand to smooth the hair, and the warm afternoon sun basked on this big and small, with a satisfied expression.

Zhiying almost dropped his chin to the ground: "Sir! ”

Bailizan looked up and saw her, even if he didn't know her, he knew that it must be the "madam" in the mouth of the palace, and hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks and got up to salute: "Bailizan has seen Madame, thank you Madame for taking her in." ”

"Don't say anything unkind," Zhiying almost cried, "Mr. is eating this these days?" Whoever arranged the meal for you, Xiaoqiu, go and call people over, I'm going to punish them for the board! ”

Bailizan hurriedly dissuaded: "Madame, stop being angry! Wenyu has no way to raise a soldier, and when he ran out of food, he was grateful to the prince and his wife for not giving up, how dare he be angry with Mrs. Lao for this little thing. ”

Zhiying looked at him in the bowl without tears, not even a little oil star, and said: "It's all my fault, I've been too busy these days, and I've been negligent, and I hope Mr. will bear with me." ”

Bailizan smiled heartily, without the slightest taste of pretentiousness, and waved his hand and said: "Where is it, Madame's words are serious, it is because I don't have much appetite today to eat lightly, and the first few days were very good." ”

The more open-minded he is, the more ashamed he feels, there is no one around Cui Yi, and the strategist is even more alone, so he hurriedly snatched people back, and as a result, he also made people eat pickles for a few days, and he was so ashamed that he really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Mr. is a guest of the palace, the prince will rely more on Mr. in the future, don't swallow any grievances in your stomach, just come and tell me."

For her remarks, Bailizan was really flattered, she had no fame and no background, how could she be so appreciated by King Wu? Immediately bowed to the end with gratitude: "The princess and lady know the grace of the encounter, and praise will be repaid by smearing the liver and brain!" ”

Zhiying helped him up: "It's good if Mr. is willing to stay, I'll give Mr. a reminder first, the prince is ......"

"How is this king?" The knife behind him was generally cold, and a sentence fluttered.

Cui Yi stood at the gate of the courtyard, dressed in court clothes without changing, copied his arms, and asked with jealousy.