"Mr. Fan, last night's poetry was just an accidental gift from a good hand. I'd better forget about writing inscriptions for others. Could you please tell Hua to hire someone else?"

The figure of the passionate woman appeared in his mind. Situ Xi and Hua Yaoying from Jinsefang were just acquaintances, not acquaintances. Moreover, he was not short of money now. What kind of writing expenses... More is worse than less. One thing.

"I know, Lao Zhuo is just bringing a message for her. I accepted her favor for some things in the past and caused trouble to the Nine Kings." After receiving a negative answer, Lao Fan just nodded. He was only responsible for conveying the message to others.

, whether it can be achieved or not has nothing to do with him.

"By the way, Mr. Fan, I haven't asked you yet whether you have any business in Chu State?"

"To be honest with the Nine Kings, Lao Zhuo actually has his roots in Li Country, and he also has a chamber of commerce, and his main business is basically in Li Country. Later, the trade between Li and Chu was more liberalized, and Lao Zhuo also started to engage in traveling business.

The Chamber of Commerce does have some transshipment and pawn shops in several border cities of Chu State, but I have never thought of settling here in Xuan'an..."

Mr. Fan did not hide this little detail about himself. Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped again, turned to Situ Xi and asked:

"Nine Kings, if you need to use Laozhuo somewhere, please don't be polite, but it doesn't matter."

Chamber of Commerce? Mr. Fan is indeed very powerful. After listening to his words, Situ Xi felt confident. He no longer hesitated and directly explained his intention to him: "Mr. Fan, actually I also plan to start a business..."

…

"Yilin, it's just a proton, don't worry about it."

In a separate courtyard, several young men were gathering together to drink tea and listen to music. A group of dancers were dancing in the courtyard, and two maids stood behind the young man's chair at the main seat to squeeze his shoulders.

The young man is wearing a pure white gown. If this dress were worn on a scholar, he might look elegant and easy-going, with a dignified appearance. However, the appearance of the young man sitting in the main seat cannot be called handsome.

There is also a conspicuous scar, which looks slightly ferocious.

At this moment, he was speaking to a scholar-looking young man on the right, his voice extremely gentle.

"Brother Fang, this matter is really strange. I heard my father mention the proton. He seems to have difficulty even talking to people, so how can he write poems and articles? I suspect that someone is at fault. His poems should be some long poems.

It was prepared in advance.”

The scholar on the right is Xu Yilin. He lost the preface to Qingfeng's collection yesterday to Situ Xi. Although he has never met Situ Xi, he does not believe that there is anyone of his age who can write better articles than himself.

of.

Looking at Xu Yilin who was showing some impatience, Fang Di's eyes flashed with disdain, but he said with a smile:

"This matter has passed and it has passed. However, it seems that the proton who came from afar has not understood the situation. In Chu State, there is no younger generation who dares to touch my face, Fang Di."

Standing up from the chair, Fang Di took two steps to a young man whose face was a little too pale, and then ordered him: "Yu Bi, go find something for that Situ Xi to do."

"It's your order. Brother, do you still remember the surprise I told you about the surprise I prepared for you last time?" Upon hearing this, the white-faced young man first raised his hands to express his acceptance of the task, and then a smile appeared on his lips.

.

"This has happened before, but it's been so long and I haven't seen you mention it. What is it?"

"Brother, I met Mi from Duke Huaiming's Mansion a few days ago. She knew about my brother's preferences and seemed to be interested in promoting the marriage between Zhongli Min and the proton in her house. I thought it wouldn't matter to us anyway.

If there are any disadvantages, let her try it."

…

Minghe Palace.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Wen wants to see you." Eunuch Huaize crossed his hands in his sleeves and walked cautiously towards the palace, looking at the Emperor of Chu who was immersed in reviewing the memorials on his desk.

"No." Emperor Chu didn't even raise his head. He said the word "no" very clearly and familiarly. Then he raised his head and looked at Huaize and said, "You don't need to tell him, just let him kneel there.

"

"I understand." Huaize nodded and obeyed the order, then turned back and took two steps back, standing aside.

"How are the preparations for the Queen Mother's birthday banquet? This time it happens to be held in conjunction with the Flower Festival. Then we will invite hundreds of officials to a banquet and organize a spring hunt together."

"Reporting to Your Majesty, we are already rushing to make preparations. There is still enough time."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Emperor Chu nodded, as long as nothing went wrong. Then he seemed to think of something again and ordered to Huaize:

"Have you asked someone to copy the prism presented by Duke Huaiming?"

"Your Majesty, the skilled craftsmen in the palace have made a lot of prisms in the past two days. If they are just used to show people at the Flower Festival, these quantities are completely enough."

After answering Emperor Chu's question, Huaize rolled his eyes again and couldn't help but say: "Your Majesty, it is said that this prism was made by Mr. Fuyu..."

"That's true. In this way, I still owe him some rewards. This morning I heard that he composed some excellent poems at the poetry meeting yesterday and made some limelight in Xuan'an... I think of him just talking to me.

When we met, his timid and fearful appearance didn't seem like he was faking it. Maybe he had calmed down or maybe he had figured something out..."

Putting aside the pen in his hand, Emperor Chu sorted out the manuscripts on the table. He recalled in his mind the scene when he first met Situ Xi last winter. It seemed like it was just a few days ago. Time flew by like a white horse, and it passed in a blink of an eye.

moon.

"Your Majesty, if he is really pretending, that would be the crime of deceiving the emperor. Does this old slave need to do anything?"

"He can be regarded as a guest of Chu State...but he has some literary talent and some strange skills, so he can't make any trouble. He is a proton, and the better he is, doesn't it also mean that my Chu State is strong...By the way,

Also invite him to participate in this spring hunt with Duke Huaiming, and consider it as a reward for him."


Chapter completed!