When he arrived at Guozijian, Li Xuanqing asked Wei Hong to wait outside the door first, and Li Xuanqing himself went to meet him first. Since the carriage was not allowed to stop at the gate of the Guozijian, the servants moved the carriage elsewhere, and only Wei Hong stood alone at the gate of the Guozijian and walked back and forth. In reality, Guozijian is almost the same as Wei Hong's impression, solemn and solemn, exuding a strong bookish atmosphere all the time. When Wei Hong was intoxicated by the magnificent momentum and aura of Guozijian and couldn't extricate himself, a little scholar ran out of the door, the little scholar was about fifteen or sixteen years old, holding five or six books in his arms, and ran straight towards Wei Hong.

At first, Wei Hong thought that this little scholar was ordered by the sacrificial wine to invite him in, but he never thought that the little scholar ran in front of him, and without saying a word, he stuffed the scroll in his arms into Wei Hong's arms, and instructed in the voice of a male duck during the voice change: "These books are the treasures of the wine lord, you must be more careful on the way back, even if it is a little damaged, you will be unlucky!" After speaking, the little scholar turned around and walked back, confusing Wei Hong.

"Little brother, you recognized the wrong person." Wei Hong hurriedly stopped the little scholar and stuffed the precious scroll back into his arms.

The little scholar looked at Wei Hong for a moment, and said suspiciously: "You are not the servant sent by Du Gongzi to get the book?" ”

Wei Hong shook his head: "No, you recognized the wrong person." ”

The little scholar sighed lightly, then ignored Wei Hong, walked to the wall, looked left and right, and waited for the person who came to get the book. Those five or six books were held tightly in his arms, and they seemed to be extremely precious, for fear of the slightest mistake. Wei Hong was curious for a moment, so he walked to the little scholar's side, pointed to the book in the little scholar's arms, and asked, "Little brother, what book are you holding in your arms?" ”

The little scholar glanced at Wei Hong very vigilantly, and said cautiously: "Who are you?" ”

"My surname is Wei Minghong, and I came with Miss Li Xuanqing." Wei Hong reported himself very politely.

Hearing this, the little scholar's vigilant face eased, and he hurriedly bowed to Wei Hong, and said respectfully: "It turns out that you are the Wei Gongzi that Miss Li invited back from Hangzhou City. ”

The so-called ignorant is not to blame, Wei Hong did not take what happened just now to heart, but looked at the book in the little scholar's arms with great interest: "What are the books in these books?" Why does the little brother attach so much importance to it? ”

The little scholar explained: "These books are all treasured by the Priest Wine, and they are all unique books, and the Priest Priest cherishes them very much. If it weren't for the fact that Lord Sacrificial Wine had a deep friendship with Lord Du, and Lord Du's son was a student of Lord Sacrificial Wine, he would be willing to lend it to Lord Du for a few days. ”

Just hearing the word 'lone book' to know the precious surname of these books, the literati's love for books is like the love of a pervert for a woman's buttocks. can let the sacrificial wine share the treasured books, presumably this Lord Du is definitely not a mortal. Wei Hong humbly asked, "I don't know who Lord Du is talking about?" ”

"In addition to the military department Shangshu, Lai Guogong Du Ruhui, how can there be other Du adults in this capital." The little scholar looked at Wei Hong with monster-like eyes, thinking that the helper that Miss Li invited back from thousands of miles away was too earthy, and he didn't even know who Master Du was.

When he heard the name Du Ruhui, Wei Hong couldn't help but be stunned. Although Wei Hong knows little about the history of the Tang Dynasty, he still knows the name of Du Ruhui, Du Ruhui and Fang Xuanling are jointly known as Fang Mou Du Duan, both of whom are famous ministers in the early Tang Dynasty and founding ministers. As Du Ruhui, he wants to borrow books from the country's priest wine, so it is naturally not a problem.

Just when Wei Hong was shocked by Fang Xuanling's prestige, a master and a servant came from the north. Walking in front is a son, the long jade tree is in the wind, chic and dignified. He was followed by a domestic servant in his early twenties. As soon as he saw these two people, the little scholar hurriedly ran over, handed the book into the hands of the servant, and gave a big salute to the son in front: "The little slave has seen Du Gongzi, if he had known that Du Gongzi would come in person, the little slave would have sent someone to send the book to Du Gongzi's house." ”

This little scholar is very good at talking, and Du Gongzi's face is like a spring breeze when he hears it: "Hehe, my father knows that these books are Mr.'s treasures, so he naturally doesn't dare to be careless." By the way, I heard that Xuanqing has returned to the capital, I don't know if I can come to meet Mr.? ”

Hearing this, the little scholar secretly said in his heart, you came to get the book is fake, and it is true to come to see Li Xuanqing. Although he saw through Du Gongzi's thoughts, the little scholar didn't dare to speak, and said honestly: "Miss Li is in the courtyard, but Du Gongzi is afraid that he won't be able to see her for a while." After all, the rat infestation in Liuzhou is a major matter, and Miss Li is discussing countermeasures with Lord Saijiu on this matter. After that, the little scholar pointed back to Wei Hong, who was standing stupidly by the wall: "Childe, please look, that person is Wei Gongzi who came back with Miss Li, I heard that Miss Li brought this person back this time to discuss the rat infestation together." ”

"Oh?" Du Gongzi glanced at Wei Hong, his eyes rolled, first asked the servant to send the book back, and he himself pulled the hem of his clothes and slowly walked towards Wei Hong. When he walked in front of him, he looked at Wei Hong carefully, and saw that Wei Hong was no different from ordinary people, and there was nothing commendable at all. Du Gongzi thought to himself, how can this person solve the rat infestation in Liuzhou, who is at a loss even for Mr. ?

Seeing that Du Gongzi kept looking at himself, Wei Hong also looked at him in turn. Because the distance between the little scholar and Du Gongzi was too far, Wei Hong didn't know that the person in front of him was Du Ruhui's son, so he was unscrupulous when he looked at Du Gongzi.

"You are the helper that Xuan Qing invited back from Hangzhou City?" Du Gongzi asked suspiciously.

Wei Hong shrugged his shoulders, not admitting or denying it: "It's not about any helper or not, just a little effort." I don't know who this son is? In fact, when he heard Du Gongzi call out Li Xuanqing's name, Wei Hong already knew that the person in front of him was an amazing person.

The corners of Du Gongzi's mouth raised slightly, and he arched his hand and said: "My surname is Du, and my name is He." ”

When he heard this name, Wei Hong's heart couldn't help but tremble, thinking that this capital was at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and he could meet a big man casually. Du He's name Wei Hong knows, Du Ruhui's son, and Fang Yizhi's identity is on the same level. Although he learned the identity of the prince in front of him, Wei Hong did not show a low-lying posture, just nodded slightly, and saluted back: "It turned out to be Du Gongzi, I have been looking up for a long time." As early as when I was in Hangzhou, I often heard you mentioned directly, and now I see it, and it is really a young talent, and his name is well deserved. ”

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PS: Just kidding everyone! Ladies and gentlemen, don't forget to collect the book while reading, and by the way, move your little hands and click "Recommend this book". Ahem...... Zhengrong believes that there are buddies in this world who are not afraid of death, but he does not believe that there are buddies in this world who are willing to sacrifice even "surnamed Fu". Alas... Say what about you. Take the biscuit and look out the window at that buddy, don't fantasize, Dongfang Undefeated and Lin Pingzhi are both fictional characters, don't think that you can become a peerless master by sacrificing your surname Fu. As far as the current climate is concerned, at most you can only do a little 'small business' in Thailand, which is ...... Why bother?

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