Haiguanyu's mansion was given by the emperor, so the magnificence is naturally not a problem, but the most important thing is that Haiguanyu is the prime minister. Just look at the long official sedan chair standing at the door, and the row of small shops derived from Yan Street, those horsemen who chat while drinking tea, and the following, the onlooker can roughly get the feng shui popularity of this place. Hai Guanyu probably sensed the blank look on Feng Wuxi's face, and smiled helplessly: "Does Your Highness think this place is too noisy?" ”

"There are a few, and there are too many people!" Feng Wuxian sighed, and then found that he seemed to be a little abrupt, and immediately changed his words: "Lord Hai, I didn't mean you ......"

Hai Guanyu waved his hand, "Of course I know what His Highness means, these people come to visit me, an old man who is about to die, don't they have something to ask for?" To tell you the truth, the old man's old friends walked through the small door in the alley next door. A mysterious smile appeared on his face.

"That ......" Feng Wuxian is not deeply involved in the world, those great insights who talk eloquently in front of the emperor, I don't know how many times the treacherous and cunning Chen Lingcheng has scrutinized and practiced, in the final analysis, it is not much different from endorsement, but the experience is deeper. Haiguan Yu knew that such a flow of people nearly half a mile long would give outsiders an illusion, why should he be so ostentatious, he really didn't understand. He inquired about the old man with a puzzled look, but Hai Guanyu just smiled and said nothing.

The luxurious green tweed official sedan chair landed steadily, and an entourage hurriedly lifted the sedan curtain, Hai Guanyu stretched out his hand and asked, signaling the wind to go first, which made the prince stunned. Although I don't know what the mystery is, Feng Wuji still took the first step.

The entourage of those officials who were waiting far away knocked on this side, but saw a young man coming down from the prime minister's sedan chair, and the doubts in his heart were not a little bit, you must know that Haiguanyu is very upright as an official, and sometimes it is even a little unreasonable, he is easy not to be a child of the official in the court, what is the way of the young man this time, he was actually invited by the prime minister to share the sedan chair? However, how dare the people on their brand names get closer, and they can't see clearly from a distance, so they see Hai Guanyu politely invite the young man into the door. Since the figure is gone, people have no scruples to talk about it, from the son of Lord Zhang to the cousin and nephew of Lord Li, from Guanglu Temple to the Internal Affairs Office, and talked about several princes in a while, no one can figure out who this young man is sacred.

The people inside couldn't understand the thoughts of the people outside, and as soon as Feng Wuxian entered the gate, he was attracted by the two laurel trees in the front yard. I thought that Hai Guanyu's invitation to admire laurel was just an excuse, but I didn't expect to see such a good product. I saw a tree full of gold and silver osmanthus flowers, small, clusters, hanging all over the branches. The emerald green leaves, golden stamens, and the sparkling sunlight make the mood particularly good. Wind Trail walked slowly under the tree, enjoying the refreshing scent of flowers that seemed to flow.

"The west wind is good at everyone, and it is very autumn to be busy.

Under the light storage book window, people and flowers are fragrant. ”

Feng Wuxian suddenly remembered the poem "Autumn Night Love" taught by Hai Congrui a few days ago, and couldn't help but chant it. Although Hai Congrui's knowledge is rigorous, she is not as despicable and talented as ordinary people, and she has always praised Zhu Shuzhen, who wrote this poem. He even once visited the door regardless of his identity, but it was a pity that the Yiren was faint and it was rare to see him.

As soon as Feng Wuji's voice fell, he could only hear a woman's disdainful voice from inside, "Poems written by others dare to be used to show off, vassal elegance!" Listen to me:

Dream riding the white phoenix on the blue sky, and the Milky Way into the Moon Palace.

In the world of Guanghan incense, I feel the wind outside the curtain. ”

The figure of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl in purple suddenly came into view, only to see her face with thin anger, skin like clotted fat, black hair like ink, and inadvertently revealing a thousand styles between the gentle swaying of her temples. Feng Wuxian only felt a shock in his heart, Rao is used to seeing many beauties in the palace these days, and he still couldn't help but fall into it. was in a dementia, and suddenly heard Hai Guanyu's hearty laughter in his ears: "Xin'er, what are you doing all the time fooling around?" Did you write that poem yourself, if Grandpa remembers correctly, it seems that it was made by a young man named Yang Wanli who came to visit your father last time! You're embarrassed to laugh at other people's vassal elegance. ”

The girl in purple stomped her feet, her face full of anger, "Grandpa, even you came to mock others." This poem Yang Gongzi was originally given to me, so why not count it as me? ”

It turned out that this girl in purple was Hai Ruoxin, the eldest daughter of Hai Congrui, and she was also Hai Guanyu's most precious granddaughter. Haiguanyu saw that the wind was traceless for his granddaughter's peerless appearance, but he didn't care, most of the people who came to the house to walk around were young talents who admired his son's talent and came to make friends, but in the end, there were many people who had been lingering at home because of their admiration for Xin'er's elegance, who is not like this, and this quiet teenager is not exempt from vulgarity. "Your Highness," Hai Guanyu coughed heavily, intending to remind, "Xin'er is the granddaughter of the old minister, and she has always been unscrupulous, so please don't worry about her." ”

Feng Wuxian felt like waking up from a dream, and shook his head busily and said, "Miss Ruoxin is true and sincere, how dare I care." Her poems are so much better than mine! As soon as the words came out, he felt that it was inappropriate, and secretly regretted in his heart, knowing that the two poems were not the work of the two of them, how could they be compared. Sure enough, Hai Ruoxin smiled, her face as bright as the moon in the secluded forest, "You are really interesting, by the way, grandpa just called you His Highness, who are you, let me guess okay?" ”

Feng Wuxian would disobey her intentions, of course, he nodded and agreed. Except for Hongru, the palace maids in the palace who are about the same age as him are all serviles, how can they find the aura of this purple-clothed girl? When he was young, he unconsciously planted a trace of affection in his heart.

"Xin'er, stop messing around! Be careful to give jokes to His Highness. Hai Guanyu drank, but he spoiled this granddaughter for more than a day or two, how could he control her? Seeing that his granddaughter didn't pay attention to herself at all, and was still there tilting her head in a matter-of-fact manner, and there were words in her mouth, Hai Guanyu had to personally invite Feng Wuxian to the main hall, but unexpectedly, the seven princes and granddaughters were as enchanted as if they were in a demon, and their feet only moved a few steps in half a day as if they were weighing a thousand pounds, and he was angry and funny.

finally brought these two living treasures to the main hall, but saw one talking to himself stupidly, and the other looking at the other blankly, without any words for a long time. Hai Guanyu couldn't help it, stretched out his hand and knocked on Hai Ruoxin's head, only then did she see Xiao Nizi look confused, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, with a dissatisfied face: "Grandpa, what are you making trouble, don't you see that I'm busy?" If I can't guess who he is, it won't be a joke! ”

A sly smile appeared on the girl's face again, "Still, I know who you are now!" Pretending to pause mysteriously, Hai Ruoxin revealed the identity of Feng Wuxian in one word, "You are the Seventh Prince Feng Wuxi, right?" ”

Rao is Haiguanyu spoiled this granddaughter again, and couldn't help frowning, "Xin'er, you are too unruly!" There is a difference between monarchs and ministers, don't you understand this truth, Your Highness's name is your name! It's all because I'm so used to it that you don't know any etiquette, so give me a copy of "Women's Rules" ten times, otherwise you won't have to eat! ”

Neither Feng Wuxian nor Hai Ruoxin thought that this seemingly peaceful old man would suddenly get so angry, Hai Ruoxin looked like she was about to cry, she slammed the curtain and ran to the backyard, Feng Wuxian even felt that she could hear her low sobbing, and couldn't help but feel a little sad. However, he was also a little embarrassed to be so troubled by the old man, drank a cup of tea without taste, tasted a few pieces of dim sum randomly, and looked a little restless without a trace.

Hai Guanyu was regretting that he shouldn't have taken Xin'er away for a trivial matter, but when he heard there was movement in the front yard, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, but since Feng Wuxian was still sitting here, he was embarrassed to lose his temper, so he had to send a small servant in the hall to go out and have a look. After a while, the little guy in Tsing Yi came in and reported back, "If you go back to the master, it was Miss Lan who brought a few maids to fold the osmanthus and insert the vase." ”