Hu Shichang leaned weakly on the bed and fell into silence. It took him a long time before he slowly spoke.
"Where are those two guys, Xu Liangqiu and Wu Lijin?"
"When I came over, they were still asleep."
"Is Chen Ruiyuan okay?"
"He is not drunk and everything is fine."
Hu Shichang snorted and gritted his teeth: "I forgot that the second thief has someone to intercede on his behalf. You tell me to go down for me. The people in the mission are not allowed to go out these days if they have nothing to do. You can go down too, I want to sleep for a while."
After saying that, he ignored Yiyi, lay down again, and continued to sleep with his head covered.
The door of Hong Hotel is closed, but the Jibei Hou Mansion is busy with traffic.
Since the early morning of August 16th, there has been an endless stream of people coming to visit. Shen Aole couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear. Shen's house has not been so lively for a long time.
First, the bosses of various yamen came to see Shen Xiyao on the pretext of visiting the Marquis of Jibei. They nodded and praised Shen Xiyao and sat with Shen Ao by the way.
Then something went wrong. First, officials from Guanglu Temple and Honglu Temple came to visit using various excuses. Later, students from Zhongzheng Mansion and Taixue actually came to see Shen Xiyao and asked Shen Xiyao for advice. Some asked for advice on homework, some asked for advice on poetry, and some wanted to discuss with Shen Xiyao whether the earth is the center.
Shen Ao had no choice but to throw away his hands and simply went back to his study. These people were not worthy of the service of the Marquis of Jibei.
Shen Xiyao doesn't have a social problem and can chat with anyone. Although her personality is not introverted, she is not extroverted either.
With so many people visiting, I don’t know many of them, and there are quite a few who I don’t know.
Shen Xiyao had some difficulty dealing with the various people who came to visit. From time to time, she could hear three women from the second generation of the Shen family lying on the back window, pointing and commenting on the men who came to visit.
Don't ask, it was definitely Aunt Shen Ling'er who instigated the other two people to come together.
During this period, Yang Ke also sent a reward of one hundred taels of gold and twenty pieces of silk.
After finally dealing with all these visitors, Shen Xiyao, who was exhausted both physically and mentally, had just returned to the boudoir when Yunxiang ran in like a storm.
"Miss, Princess Zhu'an and Miss Chu are here to visit."
When Shen Xiyao arrived at the door, two beautiful figures were already waiting outside the courtyard.
"Sister Xiyao, you are so amazing!"
Chu Qingying, who was smart and lively, jumped over and hugged Shen Xiyao's arm without letting go.
"Such a powerful poetic talent in the Golden Palace defeated the two countries of Chu and Shu, and they were all carried back. When we heard about it in the harem, the queen, concubines and many others were so happy that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear. Also, Early this morning, a lot of people gathered by the Luohe River. Even if there is no fog today, they all want to see the beautiful scenery of the smoke-locked pond willows. I heard that people are looking forward to the fog."
Facing the passionate Chu Qingying, Shen Xiyao showed a wry smile on her cold face. She finally broke away from Chu Qingying and saluted Princess Anping.
"I've met the princess."
Princess Anping also lost her pride and stretched out her hand to give Shen Xiyao a hand.
"Sister Xiyao, you don't need to be polite. I should thank you. After returning from the palace yesterday, my father was very happy. I haven't seen my father so happy for many years. I came here specifically to thank my sister today."
A trace of embarrassment appeared on Shen Xiyao's face. She knew her own things. Everyone knew what happened in the Zichen Palace yesterday, but she didn't know it. And Mu Jianming had neither the time nor the opportunity to record what happened yesterday. For myself, I still have to pretend to know and ask others around the corner.
"The princess is joking. This is something I should take responsibility for."
Princess Zhu'an raised her hand to block Shen Xiyao's words.
"Everyone in the hall deserved their share yesterday, but you were the only one who had the ability to teach them a lesson."
Shen Xiyao quickly explained.
"I'm not the only one who has the ability. If it weren't for Prime Minister Chu, Yang Siqing, and Cheng Shangshu who were forced to take action, it would be easy to deal with people from the two countries."
"In any case, on such an occasion, you stood up as a woman to resist the two countries. Not only me and Qingying, but also all the female relatives in the harem who attended the banquet were honored."
Shen Xiyao was a little embarrassed to accept Princess Zhu'an's comments and quickly changed the subject.
"This is not the place to talk. Princess, Qingying, please come in."
Returning to Shen Xiyao's boudoir, several people sat down separately. Chu Qingying's eyes were chattering as she looked around.
"Sister Xiyao, can I see what books you usually read?"
Shen Xiyao hummed slightly and raised her finger to point in the direction of the desk.
"I usually only read some military books."
Chu Qingying went over and looked at the books on the table. There were "Three Tao", "Six Strategies", "Sun Tzu's Art of War", "Wu Zi's Art of War", "Wei Liao Zi", "Geography" and so on. Shu. Chu Qingying was a little surprised.
"You only read these books? But how did you write that poem?"
Shen Xiyao was a little speechless again and didn't know how to answer for a moment. Seeing that Princess Zhu'an and Chu Qingying were not paying attention to her, she quickly seized the opportunity, closed her eyes, and switched her soul.
"Sister Xiyao, why don't you speak?"
Before waiting for the answer she wanted, Chu Qingying asked again.
"Ah? What?"
Chu Qingying's face fell, looking defeated, and she asked again.
Taking this opportunity, Mu Jianming looked at the two women and combined the records given by Shen Xiyao to identify who was who.
"Oh, it's just a coincidence."
"A good hand comes by chance."
Zhu An murmured and repeated it again, looking at Shen Xiyao with wide eyes.
"The four characters written by Xiyao are not simple. No matter when writing poems or articles, if you just meditate and think hard, you will fall into the inferior position. It is not as good as Xiyao, who has such a good hand and accidentally made wonderful poems. "
Chu Qingying also clapped her hands and said yes.
Mu Jianming is a bit sarcastic. It is not good to come to the dynasty too early. Some words he said inadvertently will be regarded as classics by people of this era.
Thinking about this, I still wanted to answer Zhu An and Chu Qingying's words, and accidentally slipped out another sentence.
"Well, that's right! The article is made by nature, and it can only be found by chance."
After finishing speaking, Mu Jianming covered his mouth with some regret.
Zhu An stood up suddenly and said excitedly to Chu Qingying who was standing by the desk: "Qingying, write this sentence down quickly."
Chu Qingying turned around and spread out the pen and paper. After a moment, ten round, powerful, dignified and graceful words appeared on the paper.
"Xiyao, is there anything more to come?"
Zhu An's beautiful eyes looked at Shen Xiyao for a moment and asked.
"No...no more?"
Hearing the hesitation in Shen Xiyao's mouth, Chu Qingying came over, hugged Shen Xiyao's arm and shook her coquettishly, her eyes showing the admiration of a little girl watching an idol.
"Sister Xiyao, you must still have it, tell me!"
Feeling Chu Qingying's two meatballs that were beginning to take shape, Mu Jianming felt like an old pervert. He tried hard to pull out his arms and sighed slightly.
"It is so flawless that it does not need human intervention."
He had the impression that there should be more later, but he couldn't remember it. He could only apologize silently in his heart.
I'm sorry, Lu Fangweng. But you have too many works. If you want one less, just one less.
Zhu'an put down his pen, picked up the words with both hands, read them silently, and handed them to Chu Qingying.
Chu Qingying took it, looked at it again and again, and sighed.
"Sister Xiyao, it would be great if you were a man. You are so talented, I wish I could marry you. Hehehe..."
Mu Jianming was so frightened by Chu Qingying's laughter that the hair on his hair almost stood up. He didn't know how to deal with it. But what was this feeling of being aroused?
Chu Qingying didn't care about that, and ignored the reactions of the other two people in the room. She stared at the words and said: "However, if I were as talented as my sister, I could talk about poetry and essays with those talented people.
"
Zhu An stepped forward and gently poked Chu Qingying's forehead.
"Little girl, what kind of infatuation do you have? You are shameless."
Chu Qingying pouted her lips in annoyance and said coquettishly.
"Oh! It's time for me to get married."
After saying that, he covered his already red face with both hands, said the next word and ran out as if running away.
"Sister Princess, you are so annoying."
The remaining two people looked at each other and laughed.
Mu Jianming put away his smile and raised his hand to Princess Zhu'an.
"Princess Princess, there is something else I need to ask your help for."
"Xiyao, there's no need to be polite. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
"Can you find an open space near the palace during your majesty's birthday feast?"
After a pause, he continued: "Originally, I wanted to use Qingya Garden. But Qingya Garden is too far away from the palace."
Princess Zhu'an smiled slightly.
"It doesn't matter, just leave this matter to me."
"Thank you. I will send someone to find the princess when the time comes."
At this time, Chu Qingying came back again, her crystal face still red. Yunxiang also came in with a copper basin, twisted out a handkerchief and handed it to Chu Qingying.
Seeing Chu Qingying covering her face with a handkerchief, Mu Jianming wanted to laugh again.
If this were in a comic book, Chu Qingying's face should be filled with steam.
Ignoring Chu Qingying, Mu Jianming turned his eyes to Zhu An again, the smile at the corners of his mouth smoothed away bit by bit, and his face gradually became serious.
"Why does Xiyao look at me like this?"
"There is one more thing, I don't know whether I should talk about it or not."
"Tell me and listen."
Mu Jianming did not speak, but still looked at Zhu An.
Chu Qingying also took off her handkerchief and tilted her head to look at the two of them.
"The princess and I met... well, we met several times. The princess always covered her forehead with her hair. The princess's temperament and appearance are good, but her hairstyle seems a bit inappropriate."
As soon as he said this, Zhu An's face was solemn and his smile was gone, while Chu Qingying's face was astonished and she kept winking at Shen Xiyao.
"If it's not convenient for you to say it, Princess, there's no need to say it. I just have some obsessive-compulsive disorder and feel a little uncomfortable."
Feeling that his words might have offended Zhu An, Mu Jianming quickly took it back.
"Why!"
Zhu An let out a long sigh and reached out to lift his thick bangs from his forehead.
A scar is extremely conspicuous on a smooth forehead.