"It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year. I don't know who I will be with."

"Sent him back?"

"My lord, the sedan sent to pick up my aunt has returned home. I think my aunt and young lady have already fallen asleep at this moment."

In a small room, Zhong Limei held a poem manuscript in his hand and was talking to Wei Ling.

The area of ​​this room should be less than ten square meters. It is sealed and has no windows. There are a few lamps burning on the table.

There is a sharp sword stuck on a pile of skeletons on the right side of the room. Looking towards the door, the gap between the door and the wall is very tight. This should be a dark room.

Zhong Limei was wearing simple brown clothes with no other accessories on his body. He looked clean and tidy. He and Wei Ling were sitting across from each other at a table. There was no tea on the table, only a chessboard, and there were no chess pieces around.

"He is a smart man. Since he wrote such a poem, he probably knew it well." Hearing that the person had been sent home, Zhong Limei nodded, looked at the poem manuscript in his hand, and sighed to Wei Ling.

"Tsk, I think my uncle was holding back before." After Wei Lingpin read this poem, he was also amazed.

"He doesn't have to hide his clumsiness. Your Majesty is not a stingy person. He also thinks highly of himself. On the contrary, the more cowardly a person is, the less valuable he is..." Zhong Limei tapped his fingers on the chessboard and thought of something else. He continued:

"But after tonight, he has made his mark in Xuan'an. I think he himself understands this. It's not too late now."

"I'm afraid your Majesty will regret letting him get married to our family." Wei Ling chuckled twice.

"That's not the case. If there is a war with Zhao State at the end of the year, I will be the commander-in-chief. His Majesty may think it is a pleasure to make me an enemy of his son-in-law's country." Zhong Limei also had a faint smile.

"Your Majesty must force us to a dead end. Your Majesty has reached the top of his rank. If we win this battle, we will have no further progress. But if we lose...if we lose, there is no need to say more."

When talking about this matter, Zhong Limei didn't want to say much. He straightened his thoughts and told Wei Ling:

"When he wakes up tomorrow, I will send him a letter. He has done a good job in offering treasures. I have agreed to the merchant matter and asked him to bring people to see me another day. Furthermore, I will remind him not to be timid in his actions in the future and to do it boldly.

, before this autumn and winter, he will have no fear of his life. If you give him another token, it will be much easier to go in and out of the house and do some errands on weekdays. "

"Master, what do you want to do..."

"It's nothing, this is the treatment that a prince should enjoy."

"By the way, do you know why he had a conflict with the Mi family that day?"

"Reporting to the Young Master, I just learned today that Mrs. Mi seems to have had contact with Duke Lu's people. A few days ago, she had persuaded the young lady to remarry..."

After hearing the news, Zhong Limei's expression turned cold and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Help me draft a divorce letter."

…

The smell of alcohol lingered in my throat, my limbs felt a little numb, and my head felt dizzy.

I remember that last night, all the poems in my preface were on the list of celebrities, and that poem was said to be on the top list last night. No more poems were published in the Qingfeng Collection. Everyone in the Peach Blossom Poetry Club had to toast him one by one, but they couldn't refuse...

Later, it seemed that an extremely luxurious sedan arrived?

"Ms. sir, you're awake. I've prepared some sobering soup. Let's drink some first." A familiar and soft voice sounded in his ears. Situ Xi felt more relaxed. He turned around and saw Zhongli Min was making a drink with a spoon.

Blowing gently.

"Uncle, I heard that you were so beautiful and brilliant at the poetry festival last night, but it's a pity that I didn't see it with my own eyes. This morning, I passed by Fenghua Bang. There were many people around, and there were officials guarding me.

They are all discussing my uncle." Qingyu also sat at the end of the bed, she looked excited and shook Situ Xi's quilt with her hands.

"Cough, cough, Qingyu, who taught you the word "beautifully beautiful"?

Hearing what she said, Situ Xi coughed twice. He could actually speak more simply. If he really couldn't figure out the usage of a word, he could just say it in a straightforward manner.

Or is this girl not doing it on purpose? It’s really possible!

"Uncle, why are you staring at me like that..."

"Ms. sir, a letter and a package were sent from the house this morning. They are specially for you. I will go and get them for you." After Zhong Lizhen finished speaking, he took out the letters and packages from the box on the side.

Duke Huaiming's Mansion? Could it be a reply from Mr. Li?

Opening the letter, Situ Xi took out the letter paper, looked at it briefly, and his face became a little serious.

This letter was actually written to him by Zhong Limei. The other things are easy to understand, but the letter states that "until this autumn and winter, there will be no fear of life in Chu State". This is a countdown for himself, that is to say

, this autumn and winter, may there be changes in the relationship between the two countries?

It also says at the end of the article, "It's best to destroy it after reading it."

I put down the letter and opened the package. Inside the package was some money and the token mentioned in the letter. This token was made of jade, with the word "Zhongli" carved on it.

This is good stuff.

"Bang bang bang -" a rhythmic sound sounded from outside the courtyard, someone was visiting.

Nodding to Zhongli, she quickly walked into the courtyard and opened the door.

"Nine Kings, I'm bothering you again." This was Mr. Fan's voice.

He walked in the door and saw Situ Xi still in bed, and apologized quickly.

"It turns out that you are still resting. I'm really sorry. When I saw that it was noon, I knocked on the door arbitrarily. I think the Nine Kings must have had a good time at the poetry meeting yesterday. I was walking on the street today, and there were scholars and red-sleeved people along the way.

But they are all talking about your name."

I looked out the window and saw that it was already noon. It seemed that I had slept for a long time and I would drink less wine in the future. I always felt that I could eat and drink as much as I did in my previous life.

"It doesn't matter, I woke up just now, but Mr. Fan came at the right time. What you asked for has come to fruition. My father-in-law has already promised that you can go to the house with me another day."

"Seriously!" Hearing the news, Mr. Fan was overjoyed. For this matter, he had been walking around Xuan'an for more than a month without any results. Today, he finally got some clues, and he couldn't help but bow to Situ Xi again.

"Fan Yong would like to thank the Nine Kings here! In the future, Lao Zhuo will definitely repay the Nine Kings for this kindness!"

"Mr. Fan, please get up quickly. I just use money to do things. It doesn't have to be like this." Situ Xi hurriedly started to help him up. This old man is not young anymore. If he hurts his back at home later, he will be fine.

Oh no.

Asking Mr. Fan to sit down on a seat beside him, Situ Xi poured him a cup of tea and then asked him why he was here.

"Why did Mr. Fan come to see me today?"

"That's right, Jiu Wang still remembers the flower lady that she met in front of Jinse Square last night. She saw the poem you wrote at the Taoyuan Poetry Club last night and wanted to ask you to write a poem for her. Of course, she also

I have prepared a large sum of money for retouching.”


Chapter completed!