Mu Churan then spit out a sentence as if unintentionally, "Aren't you afraid that I will treat you for the crime of bullying the king?" ”

The cheerful atmosphere just now fell back to the bottom in an instant, and an invisible bow seemed to be drawn in the main hall, and no one held their breath for fear of touching the bowstring.

Silently, only Xiao He calmly got up and apologized: "Your Majesty wants to punish the minister, but the minister has nothing to say." ”

Mu Qingwan didn't seem to be able to keep up with the change in this dialogue attitude, her hands were clenched tightly under her sleeves, and she looked at it with a white face, for fear that the emperor's brother would give some terrible order in the next second.

The atmosphere was so awkwardly silent, Mu Churan didn't look at everyone or Xiao He, and only concentrated on playing with the white jade wrench in his hand.

It didn't take long for him to laugh and put down the teacup in his hand and stepped forward to help Xiao He up.

"I made a joke unintentionally, but it scared Aiqing a lot."

"Your Majesty is full of words, and the ministers are light-hearted, and they dare not say anything." Xiao He said on his lips, but in his heart he was extremely disgusted with such capriciousness, the game of the high-ranking and powerful, always above the groveling of others.

Mu Qingwan saw that the atmosphere was relaxed, and he still had the purpose of this trip in his heart. Walked in front of Xiao He in a few steps, and looked up and down slightly. Seeing the gentlemanly demeanor and celestial demeanor of the person in front of him, he was intoxicated. Wouldn't it be a pity not to go for such a rare opportunity?

"I heard that Lord Xiao can dance swords, and it just so happened that Wan'er was interested in learning swordsmanship, but she never found a suitable master. When I saw Lord Xiao today, I felt very close to him. ”

didn't wait for Xiao He to react, turned around and begged Mu Churan.

"Brother, let Master Xiao teach Wan'er swordsmanship."

Mu Churan only smiled slightly and remained silent.

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, Xiao Mou's swordsmanship is not proficient, I am afraid it will be difficult to take on this important responsibility, and I also ask the princess to invite another master." Xiao He's face was slightly red, as if he was embarrassed.

"Brother Xiao, Wan'er only learns some basic moves......

Mu Qingwan was about to speak, but he heard his brother's voice.

"Lord Xiao is sick. Wan'er, do you still want the family to recuperate? ”

In this way, Mu Qingwan gave up.

"Then Juan'er will wait for Lord Xiao to recover and then come to ask for advice."

Mu Churan was busy with state affairs, so after staying for a while, he took Mu Qingwan back. Xiao He was also too lazy to deal with it, and was about to go back to the room to continue reading the national policy that was interrupted in a hurry, when he heard a report from the little servant after a while, saying that there was a distinguished visitor.

Xiao He didn't expect the mansion to be so lively today, but after dealing with these two "nobles" before, he was already tired, so he told the little servant to tell the person who came that I fell asleep.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of wanton laughter coming from outside the house, "Lord Xiao is tired all day long, what are you going to do at night?" Isn't it Brother Xiao who hides Jiaojiao in the golden house here, and he will be the bottom of the tent when he comes later? ”

Xiao He frowned invisibly when he heard this. Such a straightforward and bold joke, even if it is a lantern, it can be found by the emperor, who else can there be except for the merry son of the prince's mansion.

Sure enough, the figures between the cracks in the carved door were faintly recognizable, and it was Duan Heng, the prince of King An's Mansion, who was swaggering in his house at the moment.

Last time Duan Heng came to visit through the window late at night, Xiao He had already talked to him and explained that their goals were not each other. Today is coming, and I really don't know why.

After thinking about it, the person who came was already sitting opposite him and drinking tea without seeing him, as if he really regarded this place as his home.

"The prince walked to the main gate today, I thought that the suave Duan Heng would only turn over my window, Xiao was planning to ask them to quickly turn over the old window sill, so that it would be convenient for Ming'er to welcome the son."

Xiao He did not put down the scroll in his hand, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was quite a bit of a smile.

Duan Heng glanced at Xiao He's bedroom, sighed twice, and shook his head again.

"I didn't look at it in the middle of the night last time, but today I realized that Brother Xiao's bedroom was like this...... Well...... Sujing, didn't I say it? There is a saying called 'beauty grace, pin gold hole', Brother Xiao is a girl who is hiding somewhere, I know a few top brands in Rumenglou......"

Xiao He thought he was going to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was a living gentleman, and the more obedient he was, the more muddy he became. Xiao He listened more and more unsound, so he threw the book on the table.

"Xiao is not as big as the great cause of the world's family, and he enjoys endless wealth and glory."

This sentence was like a sharp short dagger, cutting off Duan Heng's gushing endlessly. Duan Heng was not angry, and picked up the teapot and added himself a cup. It seems to have inadvertently confided a word, and it seems to be waiting for this moment.

"Brother Xiao's trip, isn't it just for this endless wealth and glory?"

Xiao He lowered his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and made a look of being broken, but he knew it in his heart.

If he said that he neither sought fame nor profit, then the purpose was too obvious, and he aimed directly at Emperor Mu Churan. Once the purpose is highlighted, there is a direction to find out one's identity. And his identity is an untouchable taboo, if he finds out, he will become a handle in Duan Heng's hands to blackmail him. At that time, although the two had similar goals, they were coerced by others, and there were many inconveniences in acting.

This Heng, thoughtful and knows how to cultivate obscurity, I am afraid that it is not simpler than Mu Churan, and in the future, I must be more careful in what I say and do.

At this moment of raising his eyes, Xiao He lowered the depth and vigilance in his eyes, and replaced them with hope and greed for a bright future.

"Life is in the world, and poverty is mournful. Not afraid of the jokes of the world, Xiao's family suffered an accident when he was young, and now in retrospect, he was really poor and depressed. ”

Xiao He shook his head a little embarrassedly as he spoke, and Duan Heng on the side stared at the tea leaves in the cup stretched like flowers with a tea cup, as if he didn't care, but a pair of ears turned slightly sideways to show that he was listening very seriously.

Although the predecessors warned that wealth and glory would not be taken with him, Xiao didn't care about many profound words, and only wanted to soar and be proud when he was alive. Please also ask the prince to help me! ”

"Brother Xiao has great ambitions, and I admire and admire him." Duan Heng looked like a hanger, and he also replied casually with a haha.

Both of them knew that they were just asking each other through the window, but neither of them tried to pierce the window paper. Even though they know that they are not opponents, they are still tempting each other from time to time, and they are waiting for each other to be negligent for a moment. The maneuvering between smart people has always been a good show one after another.

"I heard that Brother Xiao has taken leave in the morning in recent days, so I came here to greet him. But because of the wound on the face? Duan Heng finally mentioned the purpose of the trip.

"Well, the swordsmanship is not good, the prince smiled." Xiao He is still the same rhetoric.

Duan Heng's eyes flashed, he stood up and looked around the bedroom, as if unintentionally walking behind Xiao He.

"But I see that this wound is deep and severe, and it is clearly the mark of a dagger."

Seeing that Xiao He was unmoved, he was not in a hurry, and sat down again, holding the table unhurriedly with his index finger.

The person in front of him smiled, and he no longer hid it even if he was seen through.

"Xiao is a despicable person, he first came to the imperial capital, and I don't know which nobleman was in the way of his eyes, and he was killed by this."

Duan Heng originally wanted to see Xiao He's contradictory jokes, but he didn't expect him to be so indifferent and tell him about the assassination directly. Xiao He seemed to see what he was thinking.

"In this imperial capital, there is probably nothing that Duan Shizi can't find. Unless, of course, the son doesn't want to. ”

Xiao He stared at Duan Heng with a pair of eyes, and did not dodge. After several temptations, this prince is by no means the son of a nobleman who is rumored to be difficult to achieve. His face was full of sneering and teasing, but when those eyes first looked up, they were inadvertently full of impenetrable profundity.

Duan Heng neither affirmed nor denied this, so ambiguously that people guessed.

Then the two sat quietly and drank tea until the sun gradually turned west.

Xiao He thought that this should be the end of today, and was about to invite this uninvited guest to leave. But I didn't expect the Lord to be intentional and the guest to be ruthless. Duan Heng obviously didn't want to leave, his eyes moved, and he suddenly asked.

"Brother Xiao bluntly said earlier that he yearns for wealth and glory so much, can you know the beauty of wealth and glory?"

"Wealth dissipates desire, glory obtains power. Who in the world doesn't love money? Xiao He tried his best to look like a hypocrite who was only interested in profit.

The prince seemed to be quite satisfied with this answer, but his expression was still regretful.

Brother Xiao's answer is all ancient and modern, but there is something missing.

Xiao He was still trying to recall the omissions in the answer, Duan Heng had already stood up and sorted out his clothes, the folding fan pinned to his waist was chic and interesting, and a jade jue on his side was warm, simple and lovely.

"Brother Xiao is knowledgeable and has a strong memory, and he must have read 'Rulan Wen Drink, Beauty Enruo'. Brother Xiao used to work hard and had little free time, and recently it coincided with a vacation. As a man, when he arrived in the imperial capital, how could he not have a romantic night and accept the grace of a beauty. ”

Xiao He was surprised, "Thanks to the wrong love of the prince, but-"

Duan Heng turned around, with a suspicious look on his face, he looked Xiao He up and down, as if he understood. took out the lacquer carved folding fan on his waist and patted Xiao He's shoulder, which looked a little weak.

"Don't worry, I'll do the east."

Xiao He couldn't guess for a while whether Duan Heng had a spur of the moment or a plan, but he was afraid that the other party would be suspicious. In addition, these words were fluent, and Xiao He's ideas were extremely thoughtful, and the reasons and conditions were just right, so no one could refuse, so he had to come down and follow Duan Heng out of the house.

Duan Heng seemed to have pinched the right time to get Xiao He out of the house, and it was the time when he went out on the moon.

The emperor is worthy of being the most prosperous place in the Great Yin Kingdom, the street market is very lively, crowded with people everywhere, and all kinds of novel gadgets make people love it. There are painted boats on the Dingbei River that runs through the imperial capital, and the coquettish singing can be faintly heard from the tall buildings in the distance.

Duan Heng and Xiao He walked slowly to the Pingnan Bridge, and under the bridge was the Dingbei River. The name of Dingbei and Pingnan was given by the emperor, and the ambition can be glimpsed from then on. Standing on the bridge, you can see the market at a glance.