Chapter 265
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"Is Fuxiang your best friend in Jiaofang?" Zhong Li asked.
"How do you know?" said Xu Qi'an
Zhong Li nodded, slightly bowed his head and walked slowly, "if it's not a long relationship, how can you ask me to see a doctor. And you're a man of great fortune. You won't be a minister of Huakui's skirt like those men. "
Elder martial sister five, you still have the potential to be a detective..... Xu Qi'an said: "this fragrance is my confidant. I was talented when I was young, and I never forget it. I was born to read books.
"But my second uncle planned my life so early that Dafeng missed a great master of poetry... When I was 14 years old, I took my cousin to attend the Literary Association organized by scholars in the Imperial College. On that day, the sky was snowing with rain... The Literary Association, you know, was a gathering of academic exchanges. Some women from the teaching department would be invited to play music, and Fuxiang was also one of them.
"I made a big splash at the conference, and everyone praised me for my good poetry. Fuxiang was deeply affectionate to me at that conference. Since then, we often wrote letters and started a Platonic love. Plato is a spiritual love, and there is absolutely no vulgar physical relationship... "
Zhong Li interrupted lightly:" what do you say to me? "
"Promise me not to tell Caiwei."
"Oh."
Zhong Li turned to look at him for a moment, drew back her eyes, and went on. She was near Yingmei Pavilion. She said, "I will look at Qishu."
"..."
before people arrived at Yingmei Pavilion, Xu Qi'an had heard the sound of the music.
Eh, has Yingmei Pavilion been in a tea circle so early today? He took Zhong Li to the gate of the courtyard. He saw two black painted gates closed, and the sound of drums came from inside.
Bang Bang... Xu Qi'an knocked on the door of the courtyard.
"Yingmei Pavilion is reserved." The voice of a young man in green came from the door.
"It's me." Xu Qian Road.
The gate of the courtyard opened, and the young man in green looked happy. He said repeatedly, "Mr. Xu, you are here. Tonight, there is a wonderful guest in the room."
Smelling speech, Xu Qi'an frowned, "the guest that can't get?"
In Xu Qi'an's opinion, it's no good to be above three grades. However, officials with this status and status basically don't come to Jiaofang department.
The princes of the court had their own style.
"As soon as the teacher came, she wanted to go straight to Xiaoqin's studio, but she didn't want to see us." "Hey," said the young man in green, pretending to be mysterious:
"guess what?"
Xu Qi'an gave her a glance and answered honestly, "Mom came out in person and closed the door with Fu Xiang for a long time. She didn't know what to say, but she had no choice but to accept it. She didn't want to come out and offer the music.
"The most incredible thing is that twelve of the Huakui of the Department of Jiaofang came at once, uninvited."
Xu Qi'an was surprised and said that even the bad old man Wang Shoufu didn't get this treatment.
Of course, Lao Wang is too old to have the heart and energy to make fun of the Department.
"Yes, I didn't expect such a person in the capital. No, the Department of Jiaofang must be my unique place. I have to meet this guy."
Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an nodded: "take me to see you."
......
at this time, in the hall where guests are entertained, Fuxiang sits in the field, bows her head and plays the piano, which is warm and beautiful.
When she plays the piano, she has a special temperament. She is not like the Huakui in the Department, but a lady in the waiting room.
Besides the man in blue shirt with a wisp of white hair in front of his forehead, the rest of the guests were accompanied by a Huakui.
At the end of the song, Fuxiang Yingying got up and said, "I'm laughing."
"Lady Fuxiang is too modest. In terms of Qin skills, there are few who can compete with you." A man with goatee and plain clothes said with a smile.
"Take your seat quickly, we chivalrous men of Chu are waiting." Another man with a big stomach agreed.
There was a lot of noise from the guests.
Some people even said that they were dead and joked: "since the song of chanting plum, lady Fuxiang has stopped drinking with her, but since brother Chu came back, she has to say two more things. Lady Fuxiang, don't let brother Chu wait for a long time. "
They were not the officials in charge of the six departments, but the noble officials of the Imperial Academy and the imperial censor of the Imperial Academy.
The man in the blue shirt is even more unusual. He was the number one swordsman in the 27th year of Yuanjing and is now the first swordsman in the capital.
He not only satisfied the enthusiasm of the women of Jiaofang department, but also satisfied their fantasy of the swordsmen in the Jianghu. Therefore, as soon as the news came that he came to Jiaofang department, twelve Huakui came uninvited and took the initiative to accompany him."Forgive me, master. I'm not fit to drink today." With a reserved smile, Fu Xiang turned to a wine case where there was no one.
Several officials frowned and were not happy.
Although Fu Xiangyan's fame is far-reaching and is no longer limited to the Jiaofang department in Beijing, she is too proud of herself. She only asks her to accompany her with wine, not to do anything to her.
On the contrary, it was the swordsman in green shirt who gave a free and easy smile.
All the drinkers here are Jinshi from the 27th year of Yuanjing. They have a good relationship with him. This time I come to jiaofangsi to drink, one is to talk about the past, the other is to see Fuxiang, the famous Huakui.
In Chu Zhuangyuan's opinion, appearance is the second, but it is the introverted temperament that he appreciates.
Mingyan looked around, raised a bright smile, and said: "let's Fu Xiang Niang, since we've had a good relationship with Mr. Xu, we don't have to drink with her anymore. She's still waiting for Mr. Xu to redeem herself. Please don't embarrass her."
Although all of you are officials with real power, in front of the watchmen, you are all my younger brother. In front of Xu Qi'an, who had just been appointed as a watchman, he was the younger of his younger brothers.
Sure enough, the drinkers restrained their displeasure and bowed their heads to drink.
Chu champion brow tip a pick: "Xu adult? Mr. Xu
For some reasons, he is very sensitive to the surname "Xu".
At the same time, I remember what No. 1 said when No. 2 asked No. 1 for information about a gong surnamed Xu in the Dishu chat group:
the biggest weakness of this person is lust, and he has an affair with many leading figures in the Department of Jiaofang......
then, he contacted No. 3, who had just met him, but pretended to have an outstanding poetic cousin, who was a writer He is a famous person for his "fragrance floating in the evening".
After waiting for a while, Mingyan said with a smile, "speaking of Mr. Xu, he is really an incredible figure. He made his fortune in the tax and banking case in October last year..."
let's talk about Xu Qian's deeds as if they were precious.
"When I was in Yunzhou, I stood in front of 8000 enemy troops and fought alone for half an hour..."
the Huakui of Jiaofang department had heard this story several times, but they were still interested in it.
Fuxiang was proud and proud. He raised his chin and said in a soft voice, "Xu Lang is facing thousands of enemies when he is exhausted."
Seeing this, another Huakui Xiaoya snatched the topic and said: "young chivalrous, make friends with wuduxiong. Liver and gallbladder cavity, hair towering. Life and death are the same. A promise is worth a thousand dollars. "
"Good word!"
Chu Zhuangyuan praised it loudly, but at the same time, a doubt flashed in his heart:
No.2 said that there were more than 400 rebels besieging the chief secretary, and Xu Qi'an killed the enemy 200 times. How did you get to 8000?
An official said: "it's really a good poem. It's a pity that Xu Pingzhi is not a son of a man because he is such a talented person
The rest of the drinkers nodded and agreed, and said, "it's a pity that Xu Qi'an didn't come to Jiaofang today, otherwise he would know the talent of our number one scholar."
Hearing these words, a series of "No.1 scholar of Chu" appeared in his mind
Isn't Xu Qi'an killed in Yunzhou? After more than a month, it's impossible for the capital not to get the news.
At this time, Fuxiang cheered with surprise: "xulang!"
...
the young man in green LED Xu Qi'an to the hospital, went to the hall and said, "it's not a villain who picks up the business. That man is more popular than you.
"I've inquired with my sisters in the courtyard. Hou, you are a legend. In the 37th year of Yuanjing's reign, the number one scholar resigned and became a quack.
"After that, he made a great reputation in the capital and was praised as the first swordsman in the capital by Duke Wei."
Xu Qi'an's steps suddenly stopped, and his heart said that No. 4 was in the trough?
What's the matter with Dafeng's champion? Are they all old drivers of Jiaofang department.
No. 4 knows that I'm the cousin of farewell to the old days, and that I've died in Yunzhou..... Now that I'm not dead, I go back to the Dishu chat group and say..... Li Miaozhen will think of his social death induced by No. 3 again..... Xu Qian never thought that social death came so fast.
"Xu Lang!"
In the voice of Fu Xiang's surprise, Xu Qi'an finds that social death comes faster than he imagined.
In the hall, the drinkers and Huakui turned back together, and their eyes fell on him.
With No. 4 and No. 2 now in a tense situation, they should not take the initiative to chat. Hold on to one hand and hold on to the other hand..... Xu Qi'an immediately suppressed all his emotions, stepped into the hall with a smile on his face, and bowed: "I'm sorry to disturb you."
The officials here all smile and shout "Viscount" warmly, as if they are familiar with Xu Qian.
In Huakui's eyes, there are more surprises."Xu Lang."
Fuxiang smiles like a flower, takes him to a seat and pours wine attentively.
As Xu Qian sat down, he looked back and found that Zhong Li was missing.
She should be hiding somewhere... Don't be too far away from me, or the Department of Jiaofang may be burned down tonight... Thinking, Xu Qi'an looks at No. 4 and looks at him in a big way.
No. 4 is a handsome man. A wisp of white hair in front of his forehead adds to his charm. He is free and easy all over.
In front of his eyes, Xu an, the third cousin of Chu, is not the only one.
Both brothers are good-looking.
How did he survive... "Chu Zhuangyuan nodded:" Chu Yuanzhen, Zizhen. "
Xu Qian arched: "Xu Qian, the word Ning banquet."
The next step is to play the wine order. Wenqing Huakui Xiaoya is responsible for acting as the order officer. From couplet to poem Solitaire, she has a good time.
The only regret is that Xu Qi'an didn't attend. Instead, he let Fu Xiang around him do the work for him. He just drank and ate meat himself.
Xu Qi'an came to Jiaofang department to visit Fu Xiang. Seeing that she was full of energy and ruddy complexion, she believed that she really had a little cold and was worried about it.
"Such a beautiful day, Mr. Xu really does not write a poem?" An official was unwilling to encourage Xu Qian to write poems.
Xu Qi'an pushed off with the exhaustion of literary thinking.
It was not only the officials present who were disappointed, but also the Huakui people.
It's not when he didn't think of poetry, but when he didn't think of it.
Today, Wei Yuan gave him a task, that is to mediate, to stop the fourth and the second, let them fight to the point.
In this way, he has to brush up his favor here on the fourth.
"Brother Chu, I heard from my colleagues in the Yamen yesterday that Li Miaozhen, the disciple of the sect, was going to Beijing because of the imminent dispute between heaven and man. And you are Renzong's sword repair... "Xu Qi settled down and didn't go on, but the implication was very obvious.
The four disciples of the school of Zong said: "I'm the representative of the Chu Dynasty."
He knows the root and the bottom of Xu Qi'an. When he was in Yunzhou, he made friends with Li Miaozhen. He was also a Gong that was heavily influenced by Wei Yuan. It's not surprising that he knew these inside stories.
Taking advantage of the situation, Xu Qi'an looked at the long sword leaning on the edge of the wine case and said curiously, "can I have a look at the edge of the sword?"
Chu Yuanzhen shook his head: "since the defeat to Zhang Kaitai, this sword has never been scabbard."
"That's over. The sword is rusted in the scabbard." Xu Qian blurted out.
"What?" Leng No.4.
"I mean, why doesn't the sword come out of its sheath?"
Chu Yuan Zhen has a gentle smile and no airs. He always answers questions: "I'm cultivating sword Qi. If I don't use this sword, I'll be strong."
Xu Qi'an nodded slowly, and suddenly came to inspiration. He held the wine glass and frowned, pretending to meditate.
"What's wrong?" The fourth asked.
Xu Qian leisurely said: "previously, literary thought was exhausted, and he could not make good poems. But after listening to brother Chu's words, literary thought suddenly gushed, and he couldn't help but want to write a poem."
Wine guest and flower Kui people eyes "Shua" of a bright, burning look.
Fourth some accidents, some surprises, correct the sitting position, "all ears."
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"Is Fuxiang your best friend in Jiaofang?" Zhong Li asked.
"How do you know?" said Xu Qi'an
Zhong Li nodded, slightly bowed his head and walked slowly, "if it's not a long relationship, how can you ask me to see a doctor. And you're a man of great fortune. You won't be a minister of Huakui's skirt like those men. "
Elder martial sister five, you still have the potential to be a detective..... Xu Qi'an said: "this fragrance is my confidant. I was talented when I was young, and I never forget it. I was born to read books.
"But my second uncle planned my life so early that Dafeng missed a great master of poetry... When I was 14 years old, I took my cousin to attend the Literary Association organized by scholars in the Imperial College. On that day, the sky was snowing with rain... The Literary Association, you know, was a gathering of academic exchanges. Some women from the teaching department would be invited to play music, and Fuxiang was also one of them.
"I made a big splash at the conference, and everyone praised me for my good poetry. Fuxiang was deeply affectionate to me at that conference. Since then, we often wrote letters and started a Platonic love. Plato is a spiritual love, and there is absolutely no vulgar physical relationship... "
Zhong Li interrupted lightly:" what do you say to me? "
"Promise me not to tell Caiwei."
"Oh."
Zhong Li turned to look at him for a moment, drew back her eyes, and went on. She was near Yingmei Pavilion. She said, "I will look at Qishu."
"..."
before people arrived at Yingmei Pavilion, Xu Qi'an had heard the sound of the music.
Eh, has Yingmei Pavilion been in a tea circle so early today? He took Zhong Li to the gate of the courtyard. He saw two black painted gates closed, and the sound of drums came from inside.
Bang Bang... Xu Qi'an knocked on the door of the courtyard.
"Yingmei Pavilion is reserved." The voice of a young man in green came from the door.
"It's me." Xu Qian Road.
The gate of the courtyard opened, and the young man in green looked happy. He said repeatedly, "Mr. Xu, you are here. Tonight, there is a wonderful guest in the room."
Smelling speech, Xu Qi'an frowned, "the guest that can't get?"
In Xu Qi'an's opinion, it's no good to be above three grades. However, officials with this status and status basically don't come to Jiaofang department.
The princes of the court had their own style.
"As soon as the teacher came, she wanted to go straight to Xiaoqin's studio, but she didn't want to see us." "Hey," said the young man in green, pretending to be mysterious:
"guess what?"
Xu Qi'an gave her a glance and answered honestly, "Mom came out in person and closed the door with Fu Xiang for a long time. She didn't know what to say, but she had no choice but to accept it. She didn't want to come out and offer the music.
"The most incredible thing is that twelve of the Huakui of the Department of Jiaofang came at once, uninvited."
Xu Qi'an was surprised and said that even the bad old man Wang Shoufu didn't get this treatment.
Of course, Lao Wang is too old to have the heart and energy to make fun of the Department.
"Yes, I didn't expect such a person in the capital. No, the Department of Jiaofang must be my unique place. I have to meet this guy."
Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an nodded: "take me to see you."
......
at this time, in the hall where guests are entertained, Fuxiang sits in the field, bows her head and plays the piano, which is warm and beautiful.
When she plays the piano, she has a special temperament. She is not like the Huakui in the Department, but a lady in the waiting room.
Besides the man in blue shirt with a wisp of white hair in front of his forehead, the rest of the guests were accompanied by a Huakui.
At the end of the song, Fuxiang Yingying got up and said, "I'm laughing."
"Lady Fuxiang is too modest. In terms of Qin skills, there are few who can compete with you." A man with goatee and plain clothes said with a smile.
"Take your seat quickly, we chivalrous men of Chu are waiting." Another man with a big stomach agreed.
There was a lot of noise from the guests.
Some people even said that they were dead and joked: "since the song of chanting plum, lady Fuxiang has stopped drinking with her, but since brother Chu came back, she has to say two more things. Lady Fuxiang, don't let brother Chu wait for a long time. "
They were not the officials in charge of the six departments, but the noble officials of the Imperial Academy and the imperial censor of the Imperial Academy.
The man in the blue shirt is even more unusual. He was the number one swordsman in the 27th year of Yuanjing and is now the first swordsman in the capital.
He not only satisfied the enthusiasm of the women of Jiaofang department, but also satisfied their fantasy of the swordsmen in the Jianghu. Therefore, as soon as the news came that he came to Jiaofang department, twelve Huakui came uninvited and took the initiative to accompany him."Forgive me, master. I'm not fit to drink today." With a reserved smile, Fu Xiang turned to a wine case where there was no one.
Several officials frowned and were not happy.
Although Fu Xiangyan's fame is far-reaching and is no longer limited to the Jiaofang department in Beijing, she is too proud of herself. She only asks her to accompany her with wine, not to do anything to her.
On the contrary, it was the swordsman in green shirt who gave a free and easy smile.
All the drinkers here are Jinshi from the 27th year of Yuanjing. They have a good relationship with him. This time I come to jiaofangsi to drink, one is to talk about the past, the other is to see Fuxiang, the famous Huakui.
In Chu Zhuangyuan's opinion, appearance is the second, but it is the introverted temperament that he appreciates.
Mingyan looked around, raised a bright smile, and said: "let's Fu Xiang Niang, since we've had a good relationship with Mr. Xu, we don't have to drink with her anymore. She's still waiting for Mr. Xu to redeem herself. Please don't embarrass her."
Although all of you are officials with real power, in front of the watchmen, you are all my younger brother. In front of Xu Qi'an, who had just been appointed as a watchman, he was the younger of his younger brothers.
Sure enough, the drinkers restrained their displeasure and bowed their heads to drink.
Chu champion brow tip a pick: "Xu adult? Mr. Xu
For some reasons, he is very sensitive to the surname "Xu".
At the same time, I remember what No. 1 said when No. 2 asked No. 1 for information about a gong surnamed Xu in the Dishu chat group:
the biggest weakness of this person is lust, and he has an affair with many leading figures in the Department of Jiaofang......
then, he contacted No. 3, who had just met him, but pretended to have an outstanding poetic cousin, who was a writer He is a famous person for his "fragrance floating in the evening".
After waiting for a while, Mingyan said with a smile, "speaking of Mr. Xu, he is really an incredible figure. He made his fortune in the tax and banking case in October last year..."
let's talk about Xu Qian's deeds as if they were precious.
"When I was in Yunzhou, I stood in front of 8000 enemy troops and fought alone for half an hour..."
the Huakui of Jiaofang department had heard this story several times, but they were still interested in it.
Fuxiang was proud and proud. He raised his chin and said in a soft voice, "Xu Lang is facing thousands of enemies when he is exhausted."
Seeing this, another Huakui Xiaoya snatched the topic and said: "young chivalrous, make friends with wuduxiong. Liver and gallbladder cavity, hair towering. Life and death are the same. A promise is worth a thousand dollars. "
"Good word!"
Chu Zhuangyuan praised it loudly, but at the same time, a doubt flashed in his heart:
No.2 said that there were more than 400 rebels besieging the chief secretary, and Xu Qi'an killed the enemy 200 times. How did you get to 8000?
An official said: "it's really a good poem. It's a pity that Xu Pingzhi is not a son of a man because he is such a talented person
The rest of the drinkers nodded and agreed, and said, "it's a pity that Xu Qi'an didn't come to Jiaofang today, otherwise he would know the talent of our number one scholar."
Hearing these words, a series of "No.1 scholar of Chu" appeared in his mind
Isn't Xu Qi'an killed in Yunzhou? After more than a month, it's impossible for the capital not to get the news.
At this time, Fuxiang cheered with surprise: "xulang!"
...
the young man in green LED Xu Qi'an to the hospital, went to the hall and said, "it's not a villain who picks up the business. That man is more popular than you.
"I've inquired with my sisters in the courtyard. Hou, you are a legend. In the 37th year of Yuanjing's reign, the number one scholar resigned and became a quack.
"After that, he made a great reputation in the capital and was praised as the first swordsman in the capital by Duke Wei."
Xu Qi'an's steps suddenly stopped, and his heart said that No. 4 was in the trough?
What's the matter with Dafeng's champion? Are they all old drivers of Jiaofang department.
No. 4 knows that I'm the cousin of farewell to the old days, and that I've died in Yunzhou..... Now that I'm not dead, I go back to the Dishu chat group and say..... Li Miaozhen will think of his social death induced by No. 3 again..... Xu Qian never thought that social death came so fast.
"Xu Lang!"
In the voice of Fu Xiang's surprise, Xu Qi'an finds that social death comes faster than he imagined.
In the hall, the drinkers and Huakui turned back together, and their eyes fell on him.
With No. 4 and No. 2 now in a tense situation, they should not take the initiative to chat. Hold on to one hand and hold on to the other hand..... Xu Qi'an immediately suppressed all his emotions, stepped into the hall with a smile on his face, and bowed: "I'm sorry to disturb you."
The officials here all smile and shout "Viscount" warmly, as if they are familiar with Xu Qian.
In Huakui's eyes, there are more surprises."Xu Lang."
Fuxiang smiles like a flower, takes him to a seat and pours wine attentively.
As Xu Qian sat down, he looked back and found that Zhong Li was missing.
She should be hiding somewhere... Don't be too far away from me, or the Department of Jiaofang may be burned down tonight... Thinking, Xu Qi'an looks at No. 4 and looks at him in a big way.
No. 4 is a handsome man. A wisp of white hair in front of his forehead adds to his charm. He is free and easy all over.
In front of his eyes, Xu an, the third cousin of Chu, is not the only one.
Both brothers are good-looking.
How did he survive... "Chu Zhuangyuan nodded:" Chu Yuanzhen, Zizhen. "
Xu Qian arched: "Xu Qian, the word Ning banquet."
The next step is to play the wine order. Wenqing Huakui Xiaoya is responsible for acting as the order officer. From couplet to poem Solitaire, she has a good time.
The only regret is that Xu Qi'an didn't attend. Instead, he let Fu Xiang around him do the work for him. He just drank and ate meat himself.
Xu Qi'an came to Jiaofang department to visit Fu Xiang. Seeing that she was full of energy and ruddy complexion, she believed that she really had a little cold and was worried about it.
"Such a beautiful day, Mr. Xu really does not write a poem?" An official was unwilling to encourage Xu Qian to write poems.
Xu Qi'an pushed off with the exhaustion of literary thinking.
It was not only the officials present who were disappointed, but also the Huakui people.
It's not when he didn't think of poetry, but when he didn't think of it.
Today, Wei Yuan gave him a task, that is to mediate, to stop the fourth and the second, let them fight to the point.
In this way, he has to brush up his favor here on the fourth.
"Brother Chu, I heard from my colleagues in the Yamen yesterday that Li Miaozhen, the disciple of the sect, was going to Beijing because of the imminent dispute between heaven and man. And you are Renzong's sword repair... "Xu Qi settled down and didn't go on, but the implication was very obvious.
The four disciples of the school of Zong said: "I'm the representative of the Chu Dynasty."
He knows the root and the bottom of Xu Qi'an. When he was in Yunzhou, he made friends with Li Miaozhen. He was also a Gong that was heavily influenced by Wei Yuan. It's not surprising that he knew these inside stories.
Taking advantage of the situation, Xu Qi'an looked at the long sword leaning on the edge of the wine case and said curiously, "can I have a look at the edge of the sword?"
Chu Yuanzhen shook his head: "since the defeat to Zhang Kaitai, this sword has never been scabbard."
"That's over. The sword is rusted in the scabbard." Xu Qian blurted out.
"What?" Leng No.4.
"I mean, why doesn't the sword come out of its sheath?"
Chu Yuan Zhen has a gentle smile and no airs. He always answers questions: "I'm cultivating sword Qi. If I don't use this sword, I'll be strong."
Xu Qi'an nodded slowly, and suddenly came to inspiration. He held the wine glass and frowned, pretending to meditate.
"What's wrong?" The fourth asked.
Xu Qian leisurely said: "previously, literary thought was exhausted, and he could not make good poems. But after listening to brother Chu's words, literary thought suddenly gushed, and he couldn't help but want to write a poem."
Wine guest and flower Kui people eyes "Shua" of a bright, burning look.
Fourth some accidents, some surprises, correct the sitting position, "all ears."
PS: the code came out before 12 o'clock. It was changed first and then changed.
"Is Fuxiang your best friend in Jiaofang?" Zhong Li asked. "How do you know?" said Xu Qi'an Zhong Li nodded, slightly bowed his head and walked slowly, "if it's not a long relationship, how can you ask me to see a doctor. And you're a man of great fortune. You won't be a minister of Huakui's skirt like those men. " Elder martial sister five, you still have the potential to be a detective..... Xu Qi'an said: "this fragrance is my confidant. I was talented when I was young, and I never forget it. I was born to read books. "But my second uncle planned my life so early that Dafeng missed a great master of poetry... When I was 14 years old, I took my cousin to attend the Literary Association organized by scholars in the Imperial College. On that day, the sky was snowing with rain... The Literary Association, you know, was a gathering of academic exchanges. Some women from the teaching department would be invited to play music, and Fuxiang was also one of them. "I made a big splash at the conference, and everyone praised me for my good poetry. Fuxiang was deeply affectionate to me at that conference. Since then, we often wrote letters and started a Platonic love. Plato is a spiritual love, and there is absolutely no vulgar physical relationship... "Zhong Li interrupted lightly:" what do you say to me? " "Promise me not to tell Caiwei." "Oh." Zhong Li turned to look at him for a moment, drew back her eyes, and went on. She was near Yingmei Pavilion. She said, "I will look at Qishu." "..." before people arrived at Yingmei Pavilion, Xu Qi'an had heard the sound of the music. Eh, has Yingmei Pavilion been in a tea circle so early today? He took Zhong Li to the gate of the courtyard. He saw two black painted gates closed, and the sound of drums came from inside. Bang Bang... Xu Qi'an knocked on the door of the courtyard. "Yingmei Pavilion is reserved." The voice of a young man in green came from the door. "It's me." Xu Qian Road. The gate of the courtyard opened, and the young man in green looked happy. He said repeatedly, "Mr. Xu, you are here. Tonight, there is a wonderful guest in the room." Smelling speech, Xu Qi'an frowned, "the guest that can't get?" In Xu Qi'an's opinion, it's no good to be above three grades. However, officials with this status and status basically don't come to Jiaofang department. The princes of the court had their own style. "As soon as the teacher came, she wanted to go straight to Xiaoqin's studio, but she didn't want to see us." "Hey," said the young man in green, pretending to be mysterious: "guess what?" Xu Qi'an gave her a glance and answered honestly, "Mom came out in person and closed the door with Fu Xiang for a long time. She didn't know what to say, but she had no choice but to accept it. She didn't want to come out and offer the music. "The most incredible thing is that twelve of the Huakui of the Department of Jiaofang came at once, uninvited." Xu Qi'an was surprised and said that even the bad old man Wang Shoufu didn't get this treatment. Of course, Lao Wang is too old to have the heart and energy to make fun of the Department. "Yes, I didn't expect such a person in the capital. No, the Department of Jiaofang must be my unique place. I have to meet this guy." Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an nodded: "take me to see you." ...... at this time, in the hall where guests are entertained, Fuxiang sits in the field, bows her head and plays the piano, which is warm and beautiful. When she plays the piano, she has a special temperament. She is not like the Huakui in the Department, but a lady in the waiting room. Besides the man in blue shirt with a wisp of white hair in front of his forehead, the rest of the guests were accompanied by a Huakui. At the end of the song, Fuxiang Yingying got up and said, "I'm laughing." "Lady Fuxiang is too modest. In terms of Qin skills, there are few who can compete with you." A man with goatee and plain clothes said with a smile. "Take your seat quickly, we chivalrous men of Chu are waiting." Another man with a big stomach agreed. There was a lot of noise from the guests. Some people even said that they were dead and joked: "since the song of chanting plum, lady Fuxiang has stopped drinking with her, but since brother Chu came back, she has to say two more things. Lady Fuxiang, don't let brother Chu wait for a long time. " They were not the officials in charge of the six departments, but the noble officials of the Imperial Academy and the imperial censor of the Imperial Academy. The man in the blue shirt is even more unusual. He was the number one swordsman in the 27th year of Yuanjing and is now the first swordsman in the capital. He not only satisfied the enthusiasm of the women of Jiaofang department, but also satisfied their fantasy of the swordsmen in the Jianghu. Therefore, as soon as the news came that he came to Jiaofang department, twelve Huakui came uninvited and took the initiative to accompany him."Forgive me, master. I'm not fit to drink today." With a reserved smile, Fu Xiang turned to a wine case where there was no one. Several officials frowned and were not happy. Although Fu Xiangyan's fame is far-reaching and is no longer limited to the Jiaofang department in Beijing, she is too proud of herself. She only asks her to accompany her with wine, not to do anything to her. On the contrary, it was the swordsman in green shirt who gave a free and easy smile. All the drinkers here are Jinshi from the 27th year of Yuanjing. They have a good relationship with him. This time I come to jiaofangsi to drink, one is to talk about the past, the other is to see Fuxiang, the famous Huakui. In Chu Zhuangyuan's opinion, appearance is the second, but it is the introverted temperament that he appreciates. Mingyan looked around, raised a bright smile, and said: "let's Fu Xiang Niang, since we've had a good relationship with Mr. Xu, we don't have to drink with her anymore. She's still waiting for Mr. Xu to redeem herself. Please don't embarrass her." Although all of you are officials with real power, in front of the watchmen, you are all my younger brother. In front of Xu Qi'an, who had just been appointed as a watchman, he was the younger of his younger brothers. Sure enough, the drinkers restrained their displeasure and bowed their heads to drink. Chu champion brow tip a pick: "Xu adult? Mr. Xu For some reasons, he is very sensitive to the surname "Xu". At the same time, I remember what No. 1 said when No. 2 asked No. 1 for information about a gong surnamed Xu in the Dishu chat group: the biggest weakness of this person is lust, and he has an affair with many leading figures in the Department of Jiaofang...... then, he contacted No. 3, who had just met him, but pretended to have an outstanding poetic cousin, who was a writer He is a famous person for his "fragrance floating in the evening". After waiting for a while, Mingyan said with a smile, "speaking of Mr. Xu, he is really an incredible figure. He made his fortune in the tax and banking case in October last year..." let's talk about Xu Qian's deeds as if they were precious. "When I was in Yunzhou, I stood in front of 8000 enemy troops and fought alone for half an hour..." the Huakui of Jiaofang department had heard this story several times, but they were still interested in it. Fuxiang was proud and proud. He raised his chin and said in a soft voice, "Xu Lang is facing thousands of enemies when he is exhausted." Seeing this, another Huakui Xiaoya snatched the topic and said: "young chivalrous, make friends with wuduxiong. Liver and gallbladder cavity, hair towering. Life and death are the same. A promise is worth a thousand dollars. " "Good word!" Chu Zhuangyuan praised it loudly, but at the same time, a doubt flashed in his heart: No.2 said that there were more than 400 rebels besieging the chief secretary, and Xu Qi'an killed the enemy 200 times. How did you get to 8000? An official said: "it's really a good poem. It's a pity that Xu Pingzhi is not a son of a man because he is such a talented person The rest of the drinkers nodded and agreed, and said, "it's a pity that Xu Qi'an didn't come to Jiaofang today, otherwise he would know the talent of our number one scholar." Hearing these words, a series of "No.1 scholar of Chu" appeared in his mind Isn't Xu Qi'an killed in Yunzhou? After more than a month, it's impossible for the capital not to get the news. At this time, Fuxiang cheered with surprise: "xulang!" ... the young man in green LED Xu Qi'an to the hospital, went to the hall and said, "it's not a villain who picks up the business. That man is more popular than you. "I've inquired with my sisters in the courtyard. Hou, you are a legend. In the 37th year of Yuanjing's reign, the number one scholar resigned and became a quack. "After that, he made a great reputation in the capital and was praised as the first swordsman in the capital by Duke Wei." Xu Qi'an's steps suddenly stopped, and his heart said that No. 4 was in the trough? What's the matter with Dafeng's champion? Are they all old drivers of Jiaofang department. No. 4 knows that I'm the cousin of farewell to the old days, and that I've died in Yunzhou..... Now that I'm not dead, I go back to the Dishu chat group and say..... Li Miaozhen will think of his social death induced by No. 3 again..... Xu Qian never thought that social death came so fast. "Xu Lang!" In the voice of Fu Xiang's surprise, Xu Qi'an finds that social death comes faster than he imagined. In the hall, the drinkers and Huakui turned back together, and their eyes fell on him. With No. 4 and No. 2 now in a tense situation, they should not take the initiative to chat. Hold on to one hand and hold on to the other hand..... Xu Qi'an immediately suppressed all his emotions, stepped into the hall with a smile on his face, and bowed: "I'm sorry to disturb you." The officials here all smile and shout "Viscount" warmly, as if they are familiar with Xu Qian. In Huakui's eyes, there are more surprises."Xu Lang." Fuxiang smiles like a flower, takes him to a seat and pours wine attentively. As Xu Qian sat down, he looked back and found that Zhong Li was missing. She should be hiding somewhere... Don't be too far away from me, or the Department of Jiaofang may be burned down tonight... Thinking, Xu Qi'an looks at No. 4 and looks at him in a big way. No. 4 is a handsome man. A wisp of white hair in front of his forehead adds to his charm. He is free and easy all over. In front of his eyes, Xu an, the third cousin of Chu, is not the only one. Both brothers are good-looking. How did he survive... "Chu Zhuangyuan nodded:" Chu Yuanzhen, Zizhen. " Xu Qian arched: "Xu Qian, the word Ning banquet." The next step is to play the wine order. Wenqing Huakui Xiaoya is responsible for acting as the order officer. From couplet to poem Solitaire, she has a good time. The only regret is that Xu Qi'an didn't attend. Instead, he let Fu Xiang around him do the work for him. He just drank and ate meat himself. Xu Qi'an came to Jiaofang department to visit Fu Xiang. Seeing that she was full of energy and ruddy complexion, she believed that she really had a little cold and was worried about it. "Such a beautiful day, Mr. Xu really does not write a poem?" An official was unwilling to encourage Xu Qian to write poems. Xu Qi'an pushed off with the exhaustion of literary thinking. It was not only the officials present who were disappointed, but also the Huakui people. It's not when he didn't think of poetry, but when he didn't think of it. Today, Wei Yuan gave him a task, that is to mediate, to stop the fourth and the second, let them fight to the point. In this way, he has to brush up his favor here on the fourth. "Brother Chu, I heard from my colleagues in the Yamen yesterday that Li Miaozhen, the disciple of the sect, was going to Beijing because of the imminent dispute between heaven and man. And you are Renzong's sword repair... "Xu Qi settled down and didn't go on, but the implication was very obvious. The four disciples of the school of Zong said: "I'm the representative of the Chu Dynasty." He knows the root and the bottom of Xu Qi'an. When he was in Yunzhou, he made friends with Li Miaozhen. He was also a Gong that was heavily influenced by Wei Yuan. It's not surprising that he knew these inside stories. Taking advantage of the situation, Xu Qi'an looked at the long sword leaning on the edge of the wine case and said curiously, "can I have a look at the edge of the sword?" Chu Yuanzhen shook his head: "since the defeat to Zhang Kaitai, this sword has never been scabbard." "That's over. The sword is rusted in the scabbard." Xu Qian blurted out. "What?" Leng No.4. "I mean, why doesn't the sword come out of its sheath?" Chu Yuan Zhen has a gentle smile and no airs. He always answers questions: "I'm cultivating sword Qi. If I don't use this sword, I'll be strong." Xu Qi'an nodded slowly, and suddenly came to inspiration. He held the wine glass and frowned, pretending to meditate. "What's wrong?" The fourth asked. Xu Qian leisurely said: "previously, literary thought was exhausted, and he could not make good poems. But after listening to brother Chu's words, literary thought suddenly gushed, and he couldn't help but want to write a poem." Wine guest and flower Kui people eyes "Shua" of a bright, burning look. Fourth some accidents, some surprises, correct the sitting position, "all ears." PS: the code came out before 12 o'clock. It was changed first and then changed.
