"Is Fuxiang your good friend in the Sect Division?" Zhong Li asked.

Xu Qi'an was stunned and said, "How do you know." ”

Zhong Li nodded, bowed his head slightly, and walked unhurriedly, "If it wasn't for the relationship, how could you invite me to see a doctor." And you are a man of great luck, and you will not be a courtier of the Oiran like those men. ”

Fifth Senior Sister, you still have the potential to be a detective........ Xu Qi'an said "um": "This floating fragrance bar can be regarded as my confidante, I was talented when I was young, I never forgot it, and I was born with a reading seed."

"But the second uncle planned my life early, so that Dabong missed a great poet...... When I was fourteen years old, I took my cousin to a literary meeting organized by the Guozi Supervisors, and on that day, it was raining sleet...... Do you know that the Wenhui is a gathering of academic exchanges, and some women from the teaching department will be invited to play music to help the fun, and Fuxiang is also among them.

"I was a sensation at the literary meeting, everyone praised me for my good poetry, and Fuxiang also had a deep affection for me at that literary meeting, and since then we have often exchanged letters and started a platonic love. Plato is spiritual love, and there is absolutely no vulgar physical relationship......."

Zhong Li interrupted lightly: "What are you doing with me?" ”

"Promise me, don't tell Caiwei. ”

"Oh. ”

Zhong Li turned her head to look at him for a moment, retracted her gaze, and continued to walk forward, approaching the Shadow Plum Pavilion, she said, "I will look at the Qi Technique." ”

“.........”

Before anyone arrived at the Yingmei Pavilion, Xu Qi'an had already heard the sound of silk and bamboo wind music.

Hey, Yingmei Xiaoge had a tea gathering so early today? He walked to the gate of the courtyard with Zhong Li, and saw two black lacquer courtyard doors closed, and the sound of drums came from inside.

Bang bang bang....... Xu Qi'an knocked on the courtyard door.

"Yingmei Pavilion has been chartered. The voice of the young man in Tsing Yi came from inside the door.

"It's me. Xu Qi'an said.

The courtyard door opened, and the little girl in Tsing Yi looked happy, and said repeatedly: "Xu Gongzi, you are here, there is a great guest from the Teaching Workshop Department tonight, and he is in the house." ”

Hearing this, Xu Qi'an frowned, "Amazing guest?"

In Xu Qi'an's view, it is only above the third grade that it is considered great, but this identity, an official with this status, basically does not come to the Teaching Workshop Division.

The princes of the court have their own qualifications.

"Yes, as soon as I came to the Teaching Workshop, I went straight to Yingmei Xiaoge, saying that I wanted to see our lady's piano skills, and our lady didn't plan to accompany the wine, so she politely refused. The little guy in Tsing Yi said "hey", pretending to be mysterious:

"Guess what?"

Xu Qi'an glanced sideways, and replied honestly: "Mom came forward in person, and talked with Fuxiang behind closed doors for a long time, and I didn't know what to say, so the lady had no choice but to accept it, and reluctantly appeared to present the song."

"The most incredible thing is that the Oiran of the Teaching Workshop Division came twelve at once, uninvited. ”

Xu Qi'an was taken aback, and said in his heart that even Wang Shoufu, a bad old man, didn't have this treatment.

Of course, Lao Wang is old, and he probably doesn't have the heart and energy to come to the Sect Division to have fun.

"Yes, I didn't expect there to be such a character in the capital, no, the Teaching Workshop Division must be a place where I stand out, I have to meet this guy." ”

Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an's face did not change his chin: "Take me to meet." ”

..........

At this time, in the hall where guests are entertained and drinking, Fuxiang sits in the middle of the field, bows his head and strokes the piano, gentle and beautiful, and is alive and fragrant.

She has a special temperament when she strokes the piano, not like the Oiran in the teaching department, but the ladies in the boudoir.

The drinkers sat down in a row, except for the man in a green shirt with a strand of white hair on his forehead, and the rest of the guests were accompanied by an Oiran.

After the song, Fu Xiang Yingying got up and said, "I'm smiling." ”

"The lady of Fuxiang is too modest, this Beijing Sect Division, in terms of piano skills, there are almost no who can compete with you. A man with a goat's beard and in civilian clothes laughed.

"Hurry up and take a seat, let's wait for Chu Daxiake. Another pot-bellied man chimed in.

The drinkers present cheered one after another.

Some people even said it to death directly, and joked: "Since that Yongmei quatrain, the floating fragrance lady has stopped accompanying the wine, but since Brother Chu is back, I have to say two more." Floating fragrance lady, don't let Brother Chu wait for a long time. ”

Fuxiang's eyes were full of waves, sweeping over the drinkers, the identities of these people were not simple, they were not the officials who held real power in the six ministries, or the nobles such as the Shu Jishi of the Hanlin Academy, and the imperial history of the Metropolitan Inspection Academy.

And the man in the green shirt has an even more unusual identity, the champion of the twenty-seventh year of Yuanjing, and now the first swordsman in the capital.

He not only satisfied the enthusiasm of the talented women and beauties of the Jiaofang Division, but also satisfied their fantasies of chivalrous men and lakes, with a double halo. Therefore, as soon as the news of his arrival in the Workshop Division came, twelve Oiran came uninvited and offered to accompany him.

"Forgive me, my lords, the little woman is not feeling well, and she should not drink alcohol today. Fu Xiang smiled reservedly, and turned to a no-one wine case.

Several officials frowned, displeased in their hearts.

Although Fu Xiang is famous far and wide, she is no longer limited to the Beijing Teaching Division, but she inevitably thinks too highly of herself, just letting her accompany the wine, and not what to do to her.

On the contrary, it was the green-shirted swordsman who smiled freely and disapprovingly.

The guests here are all Jinshi who was born in the twenty-seventh year of Yuanjing, and has a very good relationship with him.

In Chu Zhuangyuan's view, appearance is secondary, but this restrained temperament makes him quite admire.

Ming Yan looked left and right, raised a bright smile, warmed up and said: "Our Fuxiang lady, since she got along with Lord Xu, she will no longer accompany the wine, she is still waiting for Lord Xu to redeem herself, don't embarrass her." ”

Although all the officials present here hold real power, in front of the watchman, they are all younger brothers. In front of Xu Qi'an, who has just been knighted, he is the younger brother of the younger brothers.

Sure enough, the drinkers restrained their displeasure and bowed their heads to drink.

Chu Zhuangyuan raised his eyebrows: "Lord Xu? ”

For some reason, he is sensitive to the surname "Xu".

At the same time, I remembered what No. 1 said when No. 2 asked No. 1 about the information of a Tongluo surnamed Xu in the book from the ground chat group:

This person's biggest weakness is lustful and has an affair with many Oirans in the Teaching Division........

Then, in connection with No. 3, who had just met but pretended not to know him, there was a cousin with outstanding poetic talent, and that cousin was the person who wrote "Dark Fragrance Floating Moon Dusk" and achieved the fame of floating incense.

Ming Yan waited for a while, and saw that no one rushed to answer, so he smiled and said: "Speaking of that Lord Xu, he is really an incredible person, he started in the tax and silver case in October last year......."

Let's talk about Xu Qi'an's deeds like a few treasures.

"When I was in Yunzhou, one person and one sword blocked in front of eight thousand enemy troops, and I fought alone for half an hour........."

The Oiran of the Teaching Workshop Division had heard this story several times, but they still listened to it with relish and fascinated by it.

Fuxiang was a little proud, a little proud, raised his chin, and said softly: "Xu Lang is facing thousands of enemy troops when he is exhausted. ”

Seeing this, another Oiran Xiaoya hurriedly grabbed the topic and said crisply: "Young chivalry, befriend Wuduxiong." Liver and gallbladder holes, hair shrugging. In the conversation, life and death are the same. A promise is a thousand gold. ”

"Good words!"

Chu Zhuangyuan praised loudly, and at the same time, a doubt flashed in his heart:

Didn't No. 2 say that there were more than 400 rebels besieging the political envoys, and Xu Qi'an killed 200 enemies. How did it become 8,000 people?

An official said: "It is indeed a good poem, such a talent, it's a pity not to read, that Xu Pingzhi is not a son of man." ”

The rest of the drinkers bowed their heads in agreement, and said: "It's a pity that Xu Qi'an didn't come to the Jiaofang Division today, otherwise he would have known about our champion Lang's talent." ”

Hearing this, Chu Zhuangyuan's mind flashed a series of "?"

Didn't Xu Qi'an die in Yunzhou, after more than a month, it is impossible for the capital not to get the news.

At this moment, Fuxiang cheered in surprise: "Xu Lang!"

........

The young man in Tsing Yi led Xu Qi'an into the hospital, walked to the hall, and said, "It's not a villain who stirs up trouble, that master is much more popular than you."

"I asked the sisters in the courtyard, thick, this master is a legend. The champion of Yuanjing for thirty-seven years, and later, for some reason, he resigned and became a guest.

Then he shined, broke out in the capital, and was praised by Wei Gong as the first swordsman in the capital. ”

Xu Qi'an's footsteps stopped violently, and his heart said Lie down, No. 4 is inside?

What's going on with the champions of Dafeng, are they all old drivers of the Teaching Workshop Division?

Number Four knows that I am my old cousin and knows that I have died in Yunzhou........ Now that I see that I'm not dead, I turned around and said it in the book from the ground chat group........ Li Miaozhen will think of the fact that she was induced by "No. 3" to die socially........ Xu Qian never expected that social death would come so quickly.

"Xu Lang!"

In the cry of surprise of Fuxiang, Xu Qi'an found that social death came faster than he imagined.

In the hall, the drinkers and the oiran turned their heads together, and their eyes fell on him.

With the current tension between No. 4 and No. 2, they shouldn't take the initiative to chat, and they should be steady with one hand........ Xu Qi'an instantly suppressed all his emotions, stepped into the hall with a smile on his face, and said:

"Excuse me. ”

The officials present smiled one after another, shouted "Lord Viscount", and warmly beckoned him to take a seat, as if they were very familiar with Xu Qi'an.

The Oiran had more surprises in their eyes.

"Xu Lang. ”

Fuxiang smiled like a flower, led him to a seat, and poured wine diligently.

When Xu Qi'an took his seat, he glanced back and found that Zhong Li was gone.

She must have been hiding somewhere....... Don't stay too far away from me, or the Faculty Division may be burned down tonight....... Thinking in his heart, Xu Qi'an looked at No. 4 and looked at him generously.

No. 4 is a handsome and handsome guy, and a strand of white hair on his forehead adds to his charm, and his whole body is free and easy, and there is no edge.

Chu Zhuangyuan was also looking at Xu Qi'an, not to mention anything else, just because of this appearance, he believed that the watchman in front of him was the cousin of No. 3.

Both brothers are talented and good-looking.

How did he come to life....... Chu Zhuangyuan bowed his head and said: "Chu Yuanzhen, the words are true." ”

Xu Qi'an arched his hand: "Xu Qi'an, the word Ning Yan." ”

The next thing is to play the wine order, Wen Qinghua Kui Xiaoya is responsible for acting as the commander, from pairs to poetry solitaire, playing happily.

The only regret is that Xu Qi'an did not participate, but let the floating incense around him do the work for him, and he only drank wine and ate meat by himself.

Xu Qi'an came to visit Fuxiang this time, and when he saw that she was in good spirits and ruddy, he believed that it was really just a small cold, and he was blindly worried.

"With such a beautiful day, Lord Xu really doesn't give a poem?" An official was unwilling and encouraged Xu Qi'an to compose a poem.

Xu Qi'an shirked it with exhaustion of literary thoughts.

Not only were the officials present disappointed, but the Oiran also lamented.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to write poetry, but he doesn't think about when.

Today, Wei Yuan gave him a task, that is, to mediate between it, to stop No. 4 and No. 2 from fighting each other, and let them fight each other until the point is stopped.

In this way, he will have to brush up his opinion here at No. 4 first.

"Brother Chu, yesterday I heard from my colleagues in the yamen that because the dispute between heaven and man was imminent, Li Miaozhen, a disciple of the sect that day, was about to go to Beijing. And you are the sword cultivator of the Human Sect......" Xu Qi paused and did not continue, but the implication was obvious.

No. 4 Chu Yuanzhen smiled and said, "I will come forward on behalf of the Human Sect and fight against the disciples of the Heavenly Sect." ”

He knows Xu Qi'an well, this person befriended Li Miaozhen when he was in Yunzhou, and he is a gong who is valued by Wei Yuan, so it is not strange to know these insider stories.

Xu Qi'an took the opportunity to look at the long sword leaning on the side of the wine case, and said curiously: "Can you let the little brother see the edge of this sword?"

Chu Yuanzhen shook his head: "Since losing to Zhang Kaitai back then, this sword has never been unsheathed. ”

"That's it, the sword is rusty and dead in its scabbard. Xu Qi'an blurted out.

"What?" said Four.

"What the younger brother means is, why is the sword unsheathed. ”

Chu Yuanzhen smiled gently, there was no shelf, and he had to answer any questions: "I am cultivating sword qi, if this sword is not out, it will be sharp." ”

Xu Qi'an nodded slowly, and suddenly an inspiration came, he held the wine glass, frowned, and pretended to be contemplative.

"What's wrong?" asked Four.

Xu Qi'an said leisurely: "Before, my thoughts were exhausted and I couldn't make good poems, but after listening to Brother Chu's words, my thoughts suddenly surged, and I couldn't help but want to write a poem." ”

The eyes of the drinkers and the oiran lit up, and they looked scorching.

Number Four was a little surprised, a little surprised, and straightened his sitting posture, "Listen up." ”

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PS: Rushed out before 12 o'clock, first change and then change.