The woman who was praised by Zhao Xian just now, saw that the prince was pestering Zhao Xian and wanted to relieve him, so she got up and saluted slightly: "Ye Gongzi, don't embarrass him anymore, he just said that he came to find a friend, he must be entangled in something important, so punish him with a glass of wine to bypass him." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, the girl understands me." Zhao Xian saw that someone said peace, and breathed a sigh of relief, and if he continued to make trouble, he had to fight with this prince, and he couldn't help but glance at the young lady gratefully.

The fat prince frowned slightly when he heard this, and the identity of the young lady who spoke was obviously not low, and it was not good for him to be a prince without giving face, so he smiled and said: "Since Miss An opened her mouth to protect this little Langjun, I naturally can't pester him, Brother Big Hammer, you can punish yourself with a cup and go find that friend." ”

Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they heard the ambiguity of what the fat prince said, and a few bold women beside the young lady also asked curiously: "Birou, why are you unusually protecting this man today, is there something to hide from us?" ”

Which young lady who was called Birou, who would have thought that she would provoke such gossip, her eyes were slightly angry, and her face was a little unhappy, and she glared at the few people who were talking nonsense, and she didn't dare to say anything more.

Zhao Xian was slightly shocked when he heard this, Miss An? That is also surnamed An, isn't 'Birou' the name Yijun used when he pretended to be an Oiran in Dihuafang, this An Birou, isn't it Yijun's sister, his sister-in-law?

As the saying goes, 'the eldest sister-in-law has half of her brother-in-law's ass', Zhao Xian's eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of surprise, and he looked at Miss Na An more...... glanced at the ass a few times, guessing that the half was his.

Afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, Zhao Xian couldn't admit his relatives at will, his handsome head no longer thought about messy things, and stepped forward and poured a glass of wine, which was regarded as a self-punishment.

The fat prince nodded with satisfaction, and when he saw Zhao Xian looking around, he couldn't help asking: "This big hammer brother, I don't know which of your friends has the surname and who, this son may know him, help you find it." ”

Zhao Xian was going to come up to find Ling Xian, but Ling Xian had a lot to do with this fat man, he didn't want to get into trouble, so after thinking about it, he stepped forward and said with a smile: "I'm looking for a handsome boy named Ye Mu, who is quite handsome, has extraordinary conversation, outstanding literary talent, and has an innate nobility, you must know each other." ”

As soon as the words fell, the entire second floor was silent for a while, looking at Zhao Xian with a strange face, or disdain, or disdain, or admiration, anyway, the expression was very strange, and even the appreciation of Miss Na'an just now disappeared cleanly, and sat aside with a cold face.

"What a thick skin." Liu Yan'er muttered quietly, but was pulled by Liu Feiyue and snorted dissatisfiedly.

Zhao Xian was inexplicable, he just praised Ye Mu a few words, why did everyone look at him like this? Could it be that Ye Mu has a very bad character in the eyes of everyone?

Before he could finish thinking about it, the fat prince smiled on his face, happily ran to Zhao Xian and grabbed his arm, and said with a smile: "Oops! Brother Zhao, how embarrassed I am by this kind of compliment, come and come, sit and sit, I have made you a friend. ”

The fat prince's name is naturally called Ye Mu, and he thought that Zhao Xian deliberately flattered him around the bend like this, and his heart couldn't help but bloom.

Oh my God, there's no mistake! Zhao Xian looked at the fat prince who shrugged his nose from time to time in disbelief, and said secretly: "Isn't Ye Mu's name fake, the real Ye Mu is this dead fat man?" It's over, my first name, this time it's a big shame. ”

Just now, he didn't pretend to this fat man, and now he is so shameless and flattering, no wonder everyone's eyes are so strange, this is too shameless.

Zhao Xian was angry in his heart, and he couldn't wait to strip Ye Mu naked and clean up, what are you doing with a fake name if you have nothing to do? Isn't that harmful?

The words have been spoken, this person is lost, and he praised this fat prince by mistake, but he can't explain clearly that he slapped someone's face, and the prince on the list is also a connection, so it's not bad.

Zhao Xian didn't mind what people thought of him, and he didn't explain his thoughts so far, so he sat next to the fat prince and chatted with him in a mess.

This fat prince was originally a little frivolous, and when he met Zhao Xian with a little bit of debauchery, he was simply stinky, Zhao Xian spoke humorously, eloquently, and could also have some in-depth words, even Liu Yan'er, who had always been dissatisfied with Zhao Xian, had to admit that this guy's words were very demagogic and fascinating, and everyone listened to them with relish.

It's a pity that men can't always talk very seriously, and they talk about women slowly, and then the topic is a little 'what', many talented people present at the party, originally a poem and painting to talk about elegant things, and they can't help but be a little embarrassed by the two of them, because the identity of the prince is not daring to say more, a few thin-skinned women left the Xian Wei Ke Restaurant in advance.

Miss An couldn't listen to the foul language, so she got out of the restaurant early, got into a carriage with the support of the maid, and slowly drove away from the restaurant, with a little coldness on her face.

The carriage swayed gently, and the wide wooden wheels made a 'clucking' sound on the bluestone slabs.

Miss An looked out the window lightly, her cheeks showed disappointment and anger, and she breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought that person was a talented man with some knowledge, but I didn't expect that he was also a mediocre man who was greedy for power and had no face and no skin. ”

The maid next to her was also quite dissatisfied with Zhao Xian, and felt aggrieved by what happened to the young lady, and also agreed with it.

After a moment of silence, Miss An raised her eyes to look at the new shoots on the branches of the trees on the side of the street, and muttered, "Since the dust has fallen into the cold frost, I only taste the west wind." Mo praises this gentleman with many bones, and has never been the first fragrance of the snow. Everyone in the world is greedy for power, is there only that Zhao Xian son in Jiangnan in the world who has this arrogance? Perhaps only a real man can write such charming verses. ”

Miss An gently covered her chest, and her clear eyes flashed with a trace of reverence and yearning.

"Yes, yes!" The maid next to her immediately became interested when she heard this, and said with a look of longing: "Miss, I pestered Fu Bo and his old man yesterday to ask a few times, he said that Zhao Xian Gongzi has made great contributions in Jinling, and was summoned by the emperor to Beijing, because he should soon be in Kyoto, he is such a great talent, the flower party on February 12 will definitely attend, and then we will go and see him together." ”

Miss An was also a little moved when she heard this, she brushed the hair around her ears, her face revealed a few crimson, and a little shame flashed in her eyes and said slowly:

"Outstanding literary talent, arrogant but different from the average corrupt Confucian, spilling blood for the country on the battlefield, such talented, arrogant, backbone, capable men, I don't know what kind of demeanor it is."

Miss An and the little maid lowered their eyebrows and looked out into the distance with longing.

At the same time, servants are working honestly in a complex of buildings on the west side of Kyoto.

This is the mansion of General An Wenxuan'an, the second son of the An family, after General An died in battle more than ten years ago, only this mansion stood half a street for the orphan daughters and widows who stayed behind.

This house occupies a wide area, is located in the prosperous area of Kyoto, sits in the south of the face here, beautiful and magnificent, red beams and jade pillars, through the flower lattice window, cornices row corners, Dan powder is multi-formal, mandarin tile scales and emeralds, a brick and a tile, a grass and a wood, all see the ingenuity, can be described as a ghostly workmanship.

The wall alone is three meters high and one meter wide, two heavy stone lions stand in front of the door, two thick vermilion lacquer gates are tightly closed, and a huge gilded signboard on the door, the word "Anfu" shines in the sunlight.

In early spring and February, the weather is still cold.

In the inner house of Anfu, a beautiful woman with a round and jade bead, wrapped in a white mink shawl, leaned lightly on the soft couch.

The house was burning incense, there was a stove on the ground, and a jade bowl with porridge soup was placed on the table, and a maid gently blew it to the woman's mouth, but the woman did not speak, but sighed faintly.

"Mother, I'm back!"

Suddenly, there was a coquettish cry from outside the door, and the door opened into a cold wind, and Mrs. An tightened the shawl on her body, with a few surprises in her eyes.

Yijun hurriedly ran in, but saw that Mrs. An's face was not good, and she was listlessly leaning on the soft couch, she couldn't help but be very worried, and stepped forward to hug her arm and said with concern: "Mother, what's wrong with you?" Why don't you call Aunt Feng to show you? ”

Mrs. An showed a smile, but immediately covered her lips, her face was a little uncomfortable, and she frowned and endured it for a while before suppressing the nausea in her heart.

Seeing that Yijun was worried, she shook her head and said, "It's just dizziness and fatigue, let your Aunt Feng see it, she said that I was infected with wind and cold in Jiangnan, and I have to recuperate for a while, it's no big deal." ”

Yijun heard that there was no big problem, breathed a sigh of relief, sent the maid out, and then picked up the small bowl and blew it with a spoon, and handed it to Mrs. An's mouth.

Mrs. An showed a relieved smile, took a small sip and tasted it, and chuckled: "Have you had enough fun in Jiangnan?" That... That kid is not An Li'er, you still haven't listened to what I told you. When Mrs. An said this, her face shook a few times, mixed with a faint sense of shame.

"Yes! Zhao Xian is not An Li'er. Yijun nodded weakly, her eyes rolled slightly, and she said proudly: "So, I'll persuade him to let him impersonate temporarily..."

"No way!" Mrs. An was still sick and left her spirits just now, and said sternly: "How can you find someone who doesn't want to do this kind of thing to pretend to be someone who doesn't want to do it, this attention is absolutely not good, when that kid is summoned by the emperor to Beijing, you must not bring him to Anfu, and don't tell him anything about Anfu, and after facing the saint, you will quickly send him away, and you are not allowed to associate with him." ”

Mrs. An's expression was very serious, but there was panic in her eyes, she never thought that Zhao Xian would make a great contribution for no reason and be summoned by the emperor into the capital.

If his identity is discovered by Mrs. An, the emperor, and Fuguotang, her sky will fall, and how will she see people in the future.

"Uh..." Yijun didn't expect Mrs. An to react so much, she covered her lips and chuckled a few times: "But Master, she has already agreed to this matter, this time it was Master who personally brought Zhao Xian to the capital, and I ...... Zhao Xian" Yijun's pretty face was dyed red, and she was about to continue, but she was shocked when she saw Mrs. An.

"You said that kid has come to the capital, and your master has told him everything?" Mrs. An's delicate body trembled slightly, and she asked in surprise and anger.

"yes!" Yijun smiled embarrassedly, thinking about how to mention her personal relationship with Mrs. An, and said a little awkwardly: "Zhao Xian and I have ...... Hey? Mother, what's wrong with you? How did you faint? Ah! Someone's coming..."

As soon as Mrs. An's body became weak, she fell into Yijun's arms, and she was busy biting the tip of her tongue to sober herself up, and a trace of murderous intent and panic flashed in her eyes: "He, where is he?" ”

Don't say it's at the door, or else... Mrs. Ann's body was a little cold.

Seeing that Mrs. An had come to her senses again, Yijun breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly supported her, noticing that her expression was wrong, and hurriedly said: "Zhao Xian is in the inn, and he will come to Anfu in a few days, and these things will be handed over to the master, you are not in good health, it is important to have a good rest." ”

Mrs. An breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes turned slightly and her expression quieted down after a few moments, and she was supported by Yijun to lie on the couch, but she couldn't be at peace in her heart, and from time to time there was a hint of murderous intent and fear.