¡¶Married to an old enemy¡· Chapter One You can search for "Married with the Enemy" in Baidu to find the latest chapter! Neither Jiang Yan nor Fu Li expected that their first encounter would be so unhappy In the spring of the fourteenth year of Hongchang, Yingtianfu was under the Imperial College of Jiming Mountain. At the time of the annual opening ceremony of the Imperial College, the peaches and plums are competing for beauty, and the beauty is in full swing. The solemn and simple gate of the Imperial College is already crowded with soft sedan chairs or carriages from various residences in the capital. , It was like a luxurious and luxurious event competing with each other, and all the descendants of the capital's dignitaries came - the imperial students studying at the Imperial College. Suddenly heard the rattling of horseshoes, followed the prestige, and saw a handsome and tall young man coming slowly on a horse among the crowd of green and red cars and sedan chairs, quite standing out from the crowd. This young man has not yet reached the crown, half of his hair is tied on the top of his head with a neat moon-white pattern ribbon, and the other half hangs down from his shoulders. He is wearing a snow-colored blouse with black and white lapels, which does not have a sense of nobility. If you look carefully, you can see that he is wearing a robe with arrow sleeves under his Confucian uniform, black wrist guards, and two buttons carved with gold and jade on the wrist. Holding the reins, with a cold temperament, coming on a royal horse, like a handsome and extraordinary young general. The few new supervisors who arrived this year did not recognize him. Seeing him dressed in both civil and martial arts, with his own aura and excellent appearance, they all cast curious eyes and whispered which family's grandson he was. At this moment, a young man wearing the same style of shirt and a moon-white hairband opened the curtain of the carriage and jumped down. He tried his best to push away the noisy crowd, and waved to the young man on horseback, "Fu Li! Side! This way!" The voice of this young man with peach blossom eyes was so clear that everyone suddenly realized when they heard this name: the surname Fu is rare, and there is only one noble family named Fu in the capital¡ªthe young man holding a sword on horseback must be the eldest grandson of Duke Ding. , Fu Li, the eldest son of Fu Ke, the chief assistant of the dynasty. The breeze is blowing, the pine branches are whirling, and the sunlight casts mottled shadows on the ground through the gaps in the branches and leaves. Hearing the call from the young man with peach blossom eyes, Fu Li immediately reined in his horse and handed the reins to the groom who came up to meet him. Then he nodded to the young man with curved eyebrows and said, "Long time no see, Wei Jinghong." The two teenagers directly avoided the greeting crowd and walked in through the gate. As if thinking of something, Wei Jinghong suddenly cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Yu is here, let's congratulate Brother Fu Xian first!" Fu Li guessed that this person was going to make fun of him again, so he gave him a cold look and said indifferently, "Where does the joy come from?" Wei Jinghong showed a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes from behind the fan, looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "Everyone said that the current sage is obsessed with seeking immortality, is seriously ill, and has ignored the government for many years. Power. A few years ago, the empress did not know what kind of madness she had, but unexpectedly recommended a group of noble girls from the official family to enter the Imperial Academy, intending to let them study with us. Today, the female students come to Beijing to learn from teachers, and they are almost throwing away the sacrifices of the Imperial Academy. They're going crazy" The empress cultivated some aristocratic women who understand the country's politics. One is to prepare for the princes to choose concubines, and the other is to consolidate their status. Everyone knows this. Fu Li frowned his heroic brows, and said impatiently, "Get to the point." "I heard that there are thirteen female students in this group, and the daughter of the Jiang family in Yanzhou Prefecture is also among them." Wei Jinghong laughed, and pointed to the green tassel on Fu Li's neck, "This is your destined marriage , the fianc¨¦e appointed by the old lady has become your classmate, what a fate! How can I not congratulate you?" Hearing this, Fu Li frowned, and subconsciously clenched the hilt in his hand. The half piece of jade ring strung by the green tassel seemed to have thorns, which made him feel uncomfortable all over, and even his eyes became a bit colder. This improper marriage has always been a thorn in Fu's heart, a scale under his chest that cannot be touched. Fu Li was lonely and arrogant by nature, and he didn't have many close friends. Wei Jinghong was the only one who knew the secret of his marriage contract. Fu Li raised his hand to raise his collar, tightly covered the green rope so that no trace of it could be exposed, and said through gritted teeth, "Thanks to the fact that you were the one who exposed my old pain. If it was someone else, I would You have to chop him up and feed the dogs on the spot!" Seeing that Fu Li was about to explode, Wei Jinghong accepted it as soon as he saw it, and hurriedly comforted him: "Back then, your grandfather Ding Guogong was involved in the danger of seizing the heir, and fell into trouble in Yanzhou. Fortunately, the Jiang family in Yanzhou saved him from suffering. In order to repay your kindness, Grandpa Duanyu made a marriage contract for Xin. However, Grandpa Guo passed away three years ago, and the Jiang family has never had any contact with your Fu family. Maybe they have forgotten about the marriage contract! Let's open it!" After finishing speaking, he whispered again: "Besides, I have inquired for you. I heard that the young lady of the Jiang family is beautiful and she is one of the best romantic figures. Not bad!" &Ruan Zi was so angry that he rushed out of the classics building, pointing at the female students and yelling at the female students, "How dare you be rebellious! Where is Jiang Yan in Yanzhou?" Ruan Yu shuddered and asked in a soft voice: "What did you write to Master Cen to make him so angry?" "I just asked a question." "A question can make him so angry? What is the question?" Jiang Yan let out a 'hey', blinked her eyes and leaned over, and said in a low voice, "I asked him, "Mencius" has a saying: "The widest residence in the world" is the embodiment of benevolence, but isn't the most spacious residence in the world the imperial palace? Is it? If you can live in the largest house like the imperial palace, you are benevolent, so isn¡¯t the sub-sage inciting future generations to have a heart of disobedience?¡± "You" Ruan Yu was so startled by her outrageous words that she couldn't close her chin. She opened her eyes for a while before saying, "It's really kind of Mr. Cen to punish you for facing the wall. You don't know that these sages and sages are more important than the lives of Confucian scholars." What? It¡¯s no wonder Mr. Cen was so angry that he smeared the ancestors so deliberately, it¡¯s a great luck not to drive you out of the Imperial College!¡± "Teacher, it is also for preaching and resolving doubts. Students have doubts, how can the master not be responsible for advising and teaching?" Jiang Yan said without guilt, "Who is the master to be stubborn? We all knelt outside his door since last night. He insisted on not showing up until this morning. Seeing that the time limit agreed with Feng Jijiu has come to an end, he had no choice but to resort to dangerous tactics." Just as she was talking, she vaguely saw someone in the corner of the wall. Jiang Yan thought it was the master who came to inspect, so she stood up straight, raised her head to face the wall, and began to recite pretendingly, with the appearance of a good student. "It's not the master." Ruan Yu reminded in a low voice, obviously also found the man, and a blush appeared on her face. After all, it was a girl who had been raised in a boudoir for fifteen years, and her voice trembled because of nervousness when she met a foreign boy. Jiang Yan was used to hanging out with boys in the school since she was a child, so she was not afraid. She was relieved when she heard that it was not her master who came to inspect, and turned her head to follow Ruan Yu's line of sight. Through the gaps in the plum branches, she bumped into a pair of delicate yet heroic eyes. What kind of complicated look is that? Jiang Yan was indescribable for a while. High-spirited? Explore? Examine? Or there is a little bit of surprise, but that surprise is like throwing a stone like water, and it is fleeting. Ruan Yu turned sideways to avoid suspicion, but couldn't help but blushed and peeked at the young man hiding behind the plum tree, and whispered softly: "He's a young gentleman, he should be a student from his clothes Oh, Yan, he It seems to be looking at you!" So Jiang Yan looked back boldly, but unfortunately, the branches were overgrown, and the shadows were so vague that he couldn't see what it looked like. Since she was a child, she was bold, so she simply waved her hand at the man, put one hand around her mouth like a trumpet, and smiled facelessly: "Is the person here a classmate of Guozixue?" "Hey Ayan! It's impolite for you to be so rude!" Ruan Yu hurriedly covered her mouth, her little face flushed with fright. "What are you afraid of! I'm going to sit and study with men in the future, so I'm afraid I won't be able to talk?" Jiang Yan flexibly turned away, and looked over again. The boy was still spying on her from behind the plum tree, and his eyes became darker. "Hey! It's rare to see such a gorgeous little lady even in the capital where there are so many beauties! She's so bold, Fu Li, you talk about reciprocity, don't we have to go and say hello to her? ?" Wei Jinghong's eyes almost straightened, and he bent his eyes to encourage Fu Li. Unexpectedly, Fu Li had a cold face from the beginning to the end, without even a trace of heartbeat. Wei Jinghong wanted to be boring, so he could only sigh, "Forget it, I know you're not close to women, so let's go" Before he finished speaking, Fu Li, who had never been close to women, took a step forward, turned around from behind the plum tree, and walked straight towards the beautiful little lady who was leaning against the wall. Wei Jinghong's jaw dropped in shock! It's over! Could it be that Fu Li's soul was captured? Wei Jinghong made wild guesses on this side, while Jiang Yan's smile froze on the other side, watching the cold tall young man walking straight towards her with a bad expression, and stood still in front of her. Jiang Yan was taken aback. The young man remained silent for a while, his eyes moved down, looking at the half jade ring on her waist, he didn't know what he was thinking. The atmosphere is dignified, like frost. Jiang Yan was so stared at by him, she was about to open her mouth to ask, but she heard the young man speak first, with a clear voice with a little arrogance: "Are you Yanzhou Jiang Yan?" Huh? He recognizes me? Jiang Yan was a little surprised, and looked him up and down, only to see that he was tall and straight, with a natural appearance, but he was not very familiar with his appearance, and he didn't know who it was. She couldn't guess, so she nodded in doubt: "Exactly. Who are you, how do you know me?" Seeing her admitting her identity, the young man's complexion became even darker. He seemed to have something to say, he opened his mouth, then closed it again, he just let out a very low snort, turned his head and left, extremely unrestrained and extremely rude. The hissing sound was very small, but Jiang Yan still heard it. Not only did he hear it, but he also heard a trace of contempt and disdain in his extremely low nasal voice. Jiang Yan looked inexplicable: who are you? ? ? ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù The male protagonist Fu Li and the female protagonist Jiang Yan are not friends who do not get together, and everything cannot escape the law of "true fragrance". In imitation of the Ming Dynasty, it is set as the empress recommending noble women to study in the Imperial College. Welcome everyone to taste~ The column "Healing Monsters" "When Animals Become Spirits" asks for advance receipt~ (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)bsp; The snort was very small, but Jiang Yan still heard it. Not only did he hear it, but he also heard a trace of contempt and disdain in his extremely low nasal voice. Jiang Yan looked inexplicable: who are you? ? ? ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù The male protagonist Fu Li and the female protagonist Jiang Yan are not friends who do not get together, and everything cannot escape the law of "true fragrance". In imitation of the Ming Dynasty, it is set as the empress recommending noble women to study in the Imperial College. Welcome everyone to taste~ The column of curing monsters "When Animals Become Spirits" asks for advance receipt~ (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com Chapter two ? "Hahahaha, so she is your other half!" Wei Jinghong covered his face with a fan, and couldn't help laughing against the wall, "She is being punished? She must be the female student who angered Cen Siye this morning. Well, it's interesting and interesting! People are also romantic and bold, not only are they not afraid of you when they see you, but they greet you Haha, if she really marries into your family in the future, it will be like a roar of drums and drums, and the show will begin!" Fu Li obviously didn't focus on this, and said solemnly: "She brought the half piece of jade here on purpose, and she may not be pure in her mind." "Whatever is on her mind!" Wei Jinghong encouraged Fu Li, "What does it matter if you climb the dragon and become the phoenix? It's boring enough to study sages in the Imperial College, why don't you play with her!" Fu Li stopped in his tracks, frowned and looked at Wei Jinghong, who was not too serious about watching the excitement, and said word by word, "I'm not interested in playing with her." Wei Jinghong choked, rubbed the tip of his nose and sighed: "You really don't understand the style. If it's me, the little lady has searched for her husband from thousands of miles away, even if it's a vixen, I want to marry too!" Fu Li snorted, and half-truthfully said: "Then I'll send you off." Wei Jinghong repeatedly said, "Don't dare, dare not", then rolled his eyes again, and shook off the folding fan to cover his face, revealing only a pair of sly peach blossom eyes: "I said, if you really don't like her, stop her thoughts." Forget it. Think of a way to let her take the initiative to repay the jade and break the contract." Hearing this, Fu Li hesitated for a while, with a flat expression, unable to see whether he agreed or opposed. At the same time, Jiang Yan and Ruan Yu under the Siguo wall looked at each other. "Ayan, what's the matter with that man?" Ruan Yu asked softly with the back of her hand against her flushed and hot cheek. "I don't know, I don't recognize it." Jiang Yan squinted her eyes in the sun and rubbed her sore waist from standing. "However, that young gentleman was very handsome, but his behavior was a bit strange." After speaking, Ruan Yu's cheeks flushed a little more, and her shy appearance was very pleasant. Jiang Yan nodded in agreement: "Beauty is beauty, but it's a pity that I'm sick." The two looked at each other and smiled. Ruan Yu asked again: "Ayan, why did you come to Yingtian Mansion to study?" Jiang Yan narrowed her eyes, and said lazily: "In this Yingtian Mansion, where gold and jade are piled up, there are too many possibilities in my life, such as studying, self-cultivation, and even scientific research. A deep boudoir woman. Even if you can't learn anything, just go out and learn a lot, and go back after playing enough." "Didn't you come here to find a good husband?" Ruan Yu teased her, pointing to the half jade ring in her hand and asked in a low voice, "This jade ring should be worn by a man, right?" "Don't hurt my innocence!" Jiang Yan tapped Ruan Yu's bright forehead with her fingers, then shook the jade ring around her waist and said, "The story of this jade is a long one. I heard that when I was just born, my father saved me There was a dignitary in distress, the man was grateful to his father for saving his life, and left half of the jade ring before he left. Before I came to Yingtian Mansion, my mother asked me to take this thing with me, saying that it would save me from danger. Ye Ling, on this journey, I have not encountered even a bit of ups and downs, as if I have been blessed by gods." Paused, then raised his eyebrows and hummed: "Except for being punished by Cen Siye." Hearing that the jade was just a talisman, Ruan Yu let out an 'oh' in disappointment. The two chatted for a while, and Jiang Yan urged her: "The Grand Ceremony for Confucianism is about to begin, so go and prepare quickly, and you don't have to accompany me." Ruan Yu looked up at the sun, then clenched his fist and said firmly: "I will plead with Cen Siye, just hold on for a while." Jiang Yan nodded, looking at Ruan Yu's leaving back and sighed. She did not tell Ruan Yu that the half of the jade ring belonged to the Fu family. The dignitary in trouble that my father rescued back then was the deceased Duke Ding. Regarding what happened fifteen years ago, Jiang's parents seemed to be quite concerned and did not elaborate. I just remember that before leaving, her father and mother held her hand and told her with great reluctance: "I heard that Fu's eldest son is also studying in the Imperial College, and he will be your classmate from now on. Ayan, remember, although the Fu family owes you My Jiang family promises, but after all, I am not a person of the same way, so don't ask to see the Fu family unless it is absolutely necessary." What promise did Duke Dingguo make? Jiang Yan didn't know, and didn't ask further. Just slandering: Only half of the token is left, which shows that Mr. Dingguo is really stingy! After noon, it is the ceremony of offering sacrifices to Confucius. Jiang Yan was still facing the wall, watching the students passing by her one by one, and occasionally a few of them pointed and commented on her, saying "improper words and deeds" and "not following the etiquette" and so on, she pretended not to hear them. Tired from standing, he had just bent his shoulders and rested for a while, when he saw Cen Siye standing at the door with a ruler in his hand to warn him: "Straighten your back, keep your back straight, hang your head down, and keep your hands still!" Jiang Yan had no choice but to stand up straight again, her back ached suddenly, thin sweat broke out on her forehead, and she was caught??And Jiang Zhixian is only a seventh-rank official, so it stands to reason that his daughter is not qualified to recommend this place Could it be that your father came forward? " "No." Fu Li dared to be sure. After all, it was the old man who made the marriage contract, and his father, like him, did not approve of this marriage. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù ¡¾Now: Wei Jinghong: Fu Li, if you don't like the lady of the Jiang family, let me do it! Fu Li: You are married. ¡¿ [Future: Wei Jinghong: Fu Li Fu Li: Shut up! Don't even think about it! Ayan is mine, come here and stab you with a sword! Wei Jinghong: I'm so hurt. Obviously I can't even count as a male supporting role, why did fate treat me like this? ¡¿(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com third chapter ? Jiang Yan was able to enter the Guozijian because of her own ability, of course, there is still a bit of luck. "You are Jiang Yan?" The queen on the seat leaned forward, seeming to observe her appearance more carefully, and then slowly said: "I remember you. Lu Laohongru showed your poetry collection to Ben Gong At the age of nine, I thought, a girl who can write "Send the child away from home for thousands of miles, and return to the bone when the boy is gone" at the age of nine, and "want to capture the power of the stars in the nine heavens, and the floating world will shine brightly in all directions" at the age of eleven should not be able to write. Too bad, so I allowed Mr. Lu to enroll you in Guozixue." Hearing this, everyone looked at Jiang Yan even more surprised. Not only was she shocked that this flirtatious little lady could write poems reminiscent of the Tang Dynasty, but also because Lu Laohong, who recommended her, was highly respected in Confucianism and had lived in seclusion for many years. "Weird, weird!" Wei Jinghong's face was full of disbelief, and he couldn't help asking Fu Li in a low voice, "What is the origin of the young lady of the Jiang family? She can invite Lu Lao, who has been hiding from the world for many years, to come out of the mountain!" You know, princes and grandchildren like them It is very difficult for the children to ask to see Mr. Lu! Fu Li was also surprised, looking at the elegant and graceful girl in front of him, he couldn't help but secretly frowned: What is Jiang Yan's intention to mobilize people here? After spending so much effort, is it just for the marriage contract? Naturally, they didn't know that the fate between Jiang Yan and Mr. Lu had to start with a fan. Jiangzhi County's salary is meager, and he often helps the people, and his family has always been poor. In order to subsidize the family, Mrs. Jiang often made some exquisite silk fans for sale. The calligraphy of Jiangzhi County is clear and elegant, and Mrs. Jiang's painting is excellent. The couple wrote an inscription and a drawing. Jiang Yan was so impressed that at the age of seven, she was able to pick up a pen and help draw some interesting patterns such as grasshoppers, flowers and birds. In the spring when I was nine years old, the Northwest Tatars invaded, and the Ming Dynasty recruited troops to fight. Jiang Yan and her father witnessed the scene of Shili Xunsu sending the remains of the dead soldiers in Yanzhou back to their hometowns. Pick up a pen and ink on the paper, draw a broken sword, a lonely grave and a bony old woman, and write a poem: [Send children away from home thousands of miles away, and return to the bones of the dead when the boy is farewell. Three feet of thin snow buried my son, and the weeds and jackdaws returned to the loess. ¡¿ This fan, poems and paintings are so desolate that no one bought them after shelving them for several months, until one day a thin old man wearing a crane cloak came to the market. The old man looked like a fairy. Then he let out a long sigh and bought her fan for twenty taels of silver. At that time, Jiang Yan didn't know that the unsmiling old man in front of her was the famous Confucian Lu Yunsheng. She only remembered that the sky was gloomy that day, and the mother in the Jingchai cloth skirt trembled slightly, pulling Jiang Yan and saying in a hoarse voice: " Ayan, thank you soon this grandpa." Jiang Yan raised her eyes and saw her mother's eyes were red for the first time. The old man didn't say much, just said: "This child is good, take good care of it." A Niang's eyes were red, and she nodded vigorously. Years ago, Jiang Yan was very moved when she heard that the empress wanted to select noble girls from all over the country to study in the Imperial Academy, but her family's official rank was not enough to enter the Imperial Academy. Even the letter of recommendation written for her by the prefect of Yanzhou disappeared like a stone, and there was no news of it. Seeing that the deadline for recruitment was approaching, Jiang Yan couldn't hide her disappointment. A Niang couldn't bear to hurt herself, thought for a long time, finally gritted her teeth, edited a book overnight, organized it together with dozens of Jiang Yan's poems and sent it to the Lu Mansion, begging Mr. Lu for recommendation. Jiang Yan had no hope at first, but unexpectedly the situation turned around. Less than half a month later, two majestic Jinyi guards came from thousands of miles away, holding a decree in their hands and proclaiming: "The queen has ordered that the daughter of the Jiang family be specially promoted to study in the Imperial College. , Pack up and set off immediately, don't delay!" Maybe I really have a noble life, although there are twists and turns, but fortunately, I can finally get what I want. Pulling her thoughts away from her memories, Jiang Yan smiled, and her lively and lively appearance added a bit of beauty. She got up and said: "The stupid poems written by the students are ignorant, thanks to the empress and Mrs. Lu's love!" The queen nodded in approval, looked at Jiang Yan and said slowly: "Outstanding appearance, extraordinary talent, he is a good seedling! But in the Imperial College, the most indispensable thing is talent. There are mountains outside the mountains. You should be diligent and hardworking. Be proud of your talents.¡± Jiang Yan said: "I would like to follow your mother's instruction." The queen smiled and said: "You return to your place." Jiang Yan got up and stepped aside. Seeing that there was still an empty seat in the last row, she walked over with her head bowed and took small steps, and stood beside the empty seat. Unexpectedly, before she had time to breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly felt a chill in her body, as if someone was secretly staring at her, and that familiar feeling of being explored came to her heart again Jiang Yan suddenly looked sideways, and happened to meet the eyes of the young man beside him. The young man didn't seem to expect that she would stare back suddenly, a flash of astonishment flashed across his face, he was startled, and then turned his gaze back pretending to be calm."" Jiang Yan was speechless for a while, and secretly said, "The road to the enemy is narrow"! Isn't this young man the one who inexplicably appeared before and asked her if she was 'Yanzhou Jiangyan', and then left inexplicably and gave her a cold sneer? The boy lowered his eyelids, covering the emotion in his eyes with his distinct eyelashes. The corner of Jiang Yan's mouth twitched, and she asked the young man in a breathy voice: "Brother, you always stare at me, don't you have a grudge against me?" The young man with a cool and luxurious demeanor pursed his lips tightly, raised his eyes indifferently to look at the jade ring around her waist, then looked away, and let out a cold snort of unknown meaning from his handsome nose. Hum again? Jiang Yan was not annoyed by being sniffed at twice, but just chuckled and muttered while Cen Siye was not paying attention: "It's a pity that such a handsome young man doesn't speak human language. Pig snort." "You!" The young man's indifferent eyes suddenly sharpened, like some kind of angry beast, squinting, which made people feel chills down the spine. But Jiang Yan is not afraid of death. Not only is she not afraid, but she also pretends to be frivolous: "I don't have any grudges, maybe I like me?" "¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­" The wind blows the bead curtain, the scent of flowers is dense, and the fine sunlight casts into Jiang Yan's eyes, like floating light and gold, dotted with a little joke. Fu Li's brows were cold, and the line of his lips was pressed down. He looked at the gorgeous and stubborn person beside him, and finally there was an imperceptible crimson color on the tips of his ears¡ªit was pure anger. After a long time, he turned his head and closed his eyes, and coldly squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "I don't know how to be ashamed." The atmosphere was embarrassing, the queen made a proposal, breaking the silence and said: "From now on, there will be no difference between men and women. We will all be classmates. There is no need to be bound by etiquette. We should work together, work hard and study hard, and become the pillars of our Daming society as soon as possible. To break through How about the estrangement, how do you introduce each other?" The adjacent boys and girls twitched a bit, and finally stood face to face with their teeth gritted. The boy bowed, the girl returned the salute, and introduced themselves one by one. "Xuzhou Yang Ning." "Yingtian Mansion Pingjin Hou Mansion, Xue Wanqing." "Jiping, Jizhou, Shuntian Prefecture." "Wu Mianxue, General Mansion of Cangzhou Township." "Luoyang, Henan Province, Liu Xiu." "Yanzhou Dongchang Mansion, Ruan Yu." The family background of every student in Guozixue is not simple. When it was the turn of Jiang Yan's group, I saw the cold-tempered young man turned to face Jiang Yan, without looking at her, and walked with his eyelids half down. After a standard bowing ceremony, the voice was clear and clear, and he said calmly: "Ying Tianfu, Fu Li." In an instant, time stagnates, and everything is quiet. The warm February sun slanted in from the window, hitting the young man's clear brows, coating them with a layer of warmth that seemed to be there, and the dust floating in the air was like gold powder. Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, enlightened, and finally understood where his hostility came from. The old kindness can hardly erase the name of the current "political enemy", most of the Fu family mistakenly thought that the Jiang family came to collect debts! Jiang Yan looked at the young man who was bowing towards her, and subconsciously rubbed the half of the jade ring, and her fingertips rolled over the uneven and simple lines on the broken jade inch by inch She didn't know what she thought of, and she felt happy, and it turned into a smile and climbed to the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, Following Fu Li's example, he cupped his hands and returned the salute: "Jiang's family in Yanzhou Prefecture, Jiang Yan." She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word 'Jiang Family', as if reminding something old. Rolling up his sleeves and looking around, he saw the boy's two beautiful eyebrows twisted together as expected, and Jiang Yan was even more joyful. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Slapping the face is a foreshadowing, this is just the beginning! As cold as you are now, you will be more dog-licking in the future! Good show won't wait too long! ps: Weibo has a lottery for new articles. On the day of entering v, three cuties will be drawn to give 10,000 jj coins, or cash in. Hurry up and curl your hair! Thanks I am not a star, a frightened bird and a mine from Wenquan~ Thank you for the counterfeit Xida's nutrient solution x10~ so many familiar cuties! Also touch the new cutie, the refill! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Four ? The entrance exam was written by the queen herself. The test questions were selected from a sentence that Mencius saw with King Hui of Liang in "The Piece of King Hui of Liang": "Why does the king say profit? There is only benevolence and righteousness." In this composition, both men and women Examination is limited to two sticks of incense. Jiang Yan is good at poetry and painting, but the most troublesome is the old-fashioned parallel prose. In her opinion, the rhyme and rhyme and the number of words in those long speeches are not important at all, and the policy of governing the country should be the focus of the scientific examination, otherwise the scientific examination will not select capable people, but literati. It's a pity that the great Confucians obviously don't think so. In recent years, the Mingjing stereotyped requirements have become more and more stringent, almost to the point of outrageous. Kneeling until her legs were numb, Jiang Yan raised her head and looked around. Some of the teenagers in the Imperial College were meditating with their chins resting on their hands, some were biting their pens and thinking hard, some were chanting words, and most of them moved their pens one after another. Jiang Yan also studied the ink, picked up the pen and wrote the beginning, but felt that the allusion was inappropriate, so she had to crumpled the paper and threw it into the wastebasket, and then re-laid the paper and wrote again. Inadvertently glanced at the next door, and found that Fu Li began to write eloquently after a little thought. In less than half a quarter of an hour, he had written a full page, dried the ink, and started writing the second page. From the beginning to the end, Fu Li sat upright, with a dignified appearance, the knuckles holding the pen were white and slender, and even the folds of the sleeves were just right. I have to say, this guy is really good-looking, clean, cool, and extravagant, he is the kind of boy that every woman has dreamed about. It's a pity that apart from gold and jade, he only judges people by his nostrils. Just as he was commenting in his heart, Cen Siye suddenly cast a harsh gaze on him, and said in a low voice, "Concentrate, don't look around!" ? Jiang Yan was taken aback unexpectedly, knelt down and sat upright, and wrote the composition in time for the last incense stick. Due to the rush of time, she concentrated on swiping the ink, but did not leave the tip of Fu Li's pen paused, her eyes lightly swept across her soft and refined side face, as if she wanted to find a trace of the overly flamboyant and gorgeous face. Conspiracy calculations. A stick of incense was fleeting, and Xun Jing beat the drum as a sign, and the students put down their pens and handed in their papers at the same time. Jiang Yan moved her body quietly, resting her hands on the table, quietly stretched her sore legs from kneeling and sitting, and let out a breath. Ruan Yu in front of her turned her head and looked at herself with a sad face, probably because she was too nervous and failed the exam. Not only Ruan Yu, but even the empress's niece, Xue Wanqing, the daughter of the Marquis of Pingjin, frowned and stumbled. Sure enough, the top three selected by the queen from more than a hundred students were all male students without exception, and the second and third were all unfamiliar, but Jiang Yan recognized the first place. Fu Li. The queen looked at Fu Li's clean and unrestrained answer sheet, nodded her head and praised: "The top three are all outstanding writers, but as far as I can see, only Fu Li, the eldest son of Fu Shoufu, wrote in one go, with unique insights, and quite the style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. , won my heart." Fu Li got up to thank him, which made everyone envious. Jiang Yan stared at him. She didn't care about success or failure, but if she let such a rude kid over her, she would not accept and would not admit defeat. The top three were all male students, and a few female students who were self-confident and noble were a little discouraged, especially Xue Wanqing, the niece of Empress Zhang. This time she took the exam with confidence, thinking that relying on the relationship between the queen and her aunt, she could at least get in the top three, but who knew that she didn't even get close to the top three, leaving everyone alone. Xue Wanqing was arrogant, she lowered her head and blushed, not daring to look up at the queen. Then, the queen picked up a paper and said with a smile: "However, Jiang Yan's essays are also unique. There are more than a hundred answer papers, only her unique method, imitating the style of Lao Zhuang, using things to describe people, and counter-example." Now, Fu Lime looked at her instead, with the same youthful arrogance as hers. Jiang Yan once again became the focus of everyone, so she obediently came out and knelt down, saying truthfully: "The empress praises it, and the students are terrified." Jiang Yan still knows how much he weighs. Her thinking is out of the ordinary, informal, and the articles she writes are novel but not standard. Sure enough, Cen Ji clinging to the ruler snorted coldly, and said sternly: "The form is scattered, and the rhythm is completely absent. It's a fabrication, and the parallel is neither parallel nor scattered. It's not a good work!" Seeing that she was scolded to pieces by Cen Siye, those who were originally jealous of her couldn't help but chuckled again. Jiang Yan didn't care, and still bowed to Cen Ji with a smile: "Si Ye's lesson is that students should remember it." As the saying goes, "Don't hit a smiling face with your hand", Jiang Yan was very polite, so Cen Siye had no choice but to silently swallow a large basket of words of criticism, staring blankly. The queen laughed, and stood up with the female officer's arm bent. The phoenix robe was solemn, showing the majestic spirit of an empire, and said sincerely: "If you don't know the rules, you can learn, and you have to treat all loves equally, teach them strictly, and do it for me. Teach this group of girls well." Before leaving, he warned the female students, "Study carefully.sp; Fu Li was also a little unsure whether his guess was true or not, he opened his mouth, he was full of thoughts and didn't know how to respond. Jiang Yan was still irritating him, teasing him with squinted eyes: "If the Fu family wants to break the contract, I will let the whole capital know that you have broken your promise and ruin your Fu family's reputation!" Seeing Fu Li staring at herself with a complicated expression, Jiang Yan' Oh' said again, "Of course, if you offer me food and drink in the future, I will be in a happy mood, and maybe I will forget about the debt collection." The shadows of the trees whirled, and the petals of pear blossoms outside the wall fluttered one after another. After an unknown amount of time, Fu Li tentatively asked, "Do you know what kind of promise my grandfather made back then?" Jiang Yan subconsciously wanted to answer 'I don't know', but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them again. What if there is another hidden story about what happened back then? You can't be led by the nose by Fu Li! Thinking of this, she pursed her lips, folded her chest and nodded: "Of course I know." But she didn't dare to look at him. Seeing her erratic eyes, trying to stay calm, Fu Li snorted coldly. When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were full of calculations, like a beast overlooking the prey under its claws, and said word by word: "I don't like to owe people favors, if not, I will promise you money in exchange for the money in your waist." Can Yu, how about it?" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Now Fu Li: "How about I promise you eight hundred taels of silver in exchange for the remnant jade on your waist?" Fu Li in the future: "I promise to be honored and favored forever, how about you accept this piece of jade?Please, Ayan qaq" Weibo Lucky Draw Guide: Jinjiang Pudding Sauce Thank you for my grass grenade ~ happy! Thanks to the three cuties "Yanzi", "", "Bai Li Duo Zhu Hong" for feeding the nutrient solution! mwah! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com chapter Five ? On this day, Jiang Zhai, Ningyang County, Yanzhou Prefecture, thousands of miles away. Mrs. Jiang was sitting by the window with a mouse whisker brush in her hand, and she was sketching the flower and bird patterns on the fan piece by piece. On the side of the table were many pieces of Xiangfei bamboo used to make the fan bones. The early spring sunshine hit her soft side face, she obviously didn't wear any makeup, but she was still as bright and charming as a 28-year-old girl. After drawing the orchid leaves with one stroke, Mrs. Jiang slowly stopped her hand, looking at the magistrate Jiang who was reading a book at the desk, and said: "Ayan left home for Yingtian Mansion for more than a month. I don't know what the situation is. I am really worried." After finishing speaking, Mrs. Jiang sighed, and slightly frowned. It has been a long time since I heard my daughter laughing, reading, or calling her parents coquettishly, and my heart is always empty and lost. Jiang Zhixian sits casually, with a white face and a short beard. He must have been a handsome young man when he was young. He turned a page of the book, without moving his eyes, and said calmly: "My lady, don't worry, my son is always alert, and I have half of the jade talisman from Dingguo's mansion. It's good to go out and see the world. Counting the days, the Imperial College should also start school." Well, food, clothing, housing and transportation are all under the care of the secretary and doctors, and there is Miss Yu from the prefect's family as companions, so everything will be fine." "It's because of the piece of jade that she is wearing that I am even more worried. When my husband passed the imperial examination and became an official, and supported the empress and empress to push administrative laws, the Fu family had a lot of suspicions about the husband. When they met in court or in private, they were so cold Very, anyone with a discerning eye can see that they don't like revolutionary members, not to mention that the two families have a marriage made by mistake." Mrs. Jiang blew the ink on the fan, and sighed: "It was also because I didn't think carefully at the time. I thought that Ayan was away from home to study and had no one to rely on, so I asked her to wear the jade next to her body. In case of danger, The Fu family will not sit idly by in the face of that jade. But I have been thinking about it for the past few days, and I have become more and more anxious. Back then, Ding Guogong promised the marriage between A Yan and Fu's parents and grandsons. I disagree, and Ah Yan is ignorant of the past, and doesn't know about her marriage contract with the Fu family, will she be misunderstood by holding that jade?" Thinking of all kinds of things, her eyes turned red, and a tear was about to fall. Jiang Zhixian raised a pair of slightly raised phoenix eyes from the back of the scroll, and seeing the lady weeping, he hurriedly put down the scroll and walked over to her, took her soft palm and rubbed it: "You and I didn't tell Ayan about the marriage contract back then, I'm just worried that if the in-laws fail to get married, it will cause her troubles. What's wrong with letting her carry that jade? One is to protect herself, and the other is to try the Fu family's attitude. If the two children really can't get along, it's okay. The marriage contract is." Mrs. Jiang glared: "Lang Jun said it lightly! A Yan is only fifteen years old. If the engagement is broken, what face will there be?" "It's the termination of the contract, not the divorce. How can it hurt face?" Jiang Zhixian smiled and stretched out his hand, wiped away a little tear from the corner of his wife's eyes, hugged her in his arms, and softly comforted her, "My son is so smart and strong. She won't suffer from retiring from the Fu family's marriage, and the lady can put her heart in her stomach." Seeing that she was silent, Jiang Zhixian wrote a pen and coaxed: "Ayan Shuxiu's money is due to my wife's income from selling fans. My wife has worked hard! Come and draw fans for my husband and my wife." After finishing speaking, he whispered in her ear again. Deliberately lowering his voice, he said, "What should I draw? If I have one, I can draw wings flying together, mandarin ducks playing in the water, okay?" Mrs. Jiang couldn't hold back, she burst into tears and smiled, and looked at her husband helplessly: "Ayan's cleverness, I came with you." At the same time, in the Guozi Academy, Jiang Yan looked in surprise at the young master Fu who wanted to exchange money and silver for her jade ring. Why does he care so much no, should he be so afraid of this piece of jade? Jiang Yan was puzzled, fearing that she had heard it wrong, she untied the jade around her waist and put it in her palm, and deliberately shook it at Fu Li: "You said, you want to exchange my jade with silver?" Fu Li stared at the jade in her palm, nodded and said, "You make a price." He looked confident and aloof, but Jiang Yan had a dark stomach, how could he be deceived so smoothly? She suddenly clutched the jade ring tightly in her arms, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "I don't want to sell it." Fu Li frowned, and said again: "I don't need money, I can change it for other things." Jiang Yan still said: "Not for sale." Fu Li narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his voice sank a bit: "What exactly do you want?" "The Jiang family still has food and clothing, parents are harmonious, father is kind and daughter is filial, so they don't need the help of Mr. Fu." After thinking for a while, Jiang Yan chuckled and jokingly said, "If you really say that there is something missing, it's just a lack of a son-in-law." "you!" "I think your looks are fair, your talents are fair, and you want jade? It's better to promise you with your body." "You are simply" These words obviously hit Fu Li's sore spot. I saw his chest rising and falling, the tips of his ears were red, and he gritted his teeth bitterly, "It's unreasonable, so frivolous!" "Hey, you are so niceIn order to find a good husband! "The one who spoke was Song Yurou, the daughter of the Minister of Justice. Now the room was full of excitement, the girls blushed, laughed up and down together and said, "If it wasn't for a good marriage, who would let their daughter come here in public?" Jiang Yan and Ruan Yu looked at each other, always feeling strange and difficult to integrate into their topic. Seeing that the two of them were silent, Wu Mianxue kindly asked, "How about you?" "Me?" Ruan Yu smiled slightly and said longingly, "I just want to learn the way of sages for two years, and then go back to Yanzhou to share my father's worries." The girls laughed even louder, as if Ruan Yu was talking about something absurd and weird, which made Ruan Yu feel quite embarrassed. Jiang Yan felt unhappy when she saw that she was being ridiculed for saying a few serious words. After thinking for a while, she took Ruan Yu's hand to change the subject, and said with a smile, "I am different from you. You are here for husband and son, and I am here not for husband and son. Just think about it." Bard, isn¡¯t it beautiful to live in the wind, flowers and snow? In comparison, Ayu has the most ambitious ambitions!¡± This time she successfully shifted the target, and the girls stopped laughing and looked at her as if they were looking at a different kind. No woman can take the place of men - this is the deep-rooted thought of everyone. Including this group of girls with high hopes. At this moment, the door of the dormitory was slammed open, and Xue Wanqing, who was facing the wall, reappeared for some reason, stepped into the door domineeringly, glanced at Jiang Yan and said, "What are you talking about, this is not for men, why bother to pretend?" Qinggao? Aren¡¯t you still having a private meeting with a man in front of the academy this afternoon? I¡¯ve seen it all.¡± ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thank you Ziheng, Baili's cute red mine x2~ Thanks to Yanzi and I am not a star for the nutrient solution fed by the two cuties! Refill! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Six ? Before Jiang Yan could speak, Ruan Yu stood up with a blushing blushing and stammered, "It'sit's not a private meeting, don't talk nonsense!" Xue Wanqing squinted and said, "It's not about you." Ruan Yu was still angry, twisting her sleeves and trying to explain, but Jiang Yan took her palm and motioned her to sit down. Under the eyes of everyone, Jiang Yan asked back: "If it is really some kind of shady private meeting, why didn't the county master report me at that time?" "I" Xue Wanqing was speechless, and she couldn't hide the jealousy in her eyes. Jiang Yan let out an 'Aiya', and said in a drawn-out tone: "Suddenly I remembered a sage's saying: A gentleman is magnanimous, and a villain is long-suffering" "Who are you calling a villain!" Xue Wanqing gritted her teeth angrily, "It's just a fan girl!" Jiang Yan laughed, she had never seen such a spoiled and brainless girl, she didn't ask herself, she really didn't know how she was elected to the Imperial College. "So what about selling fans?" Jiang Yan changed her posture, dangling her legs from the edge of the bed, looking at Xue Wanqing and said, "It's just that some people sell fans, some people sell talents, some people sell officials and nobles, and what they sell is conscience." Everyone knows who this "official sale" is satirizing. Xue Wanqing's face was red, and she said angrily, "You" "Hush!" Jiang Yan put a finger on her lips, still smiling and gentle, "The county lord had better go back to the Siguo wall immediately, otherwise" It was also a coincidence that she hadn't finished speaking when she heard the mother's voice coming from outside the door: "Cen Siye asks the county master to go to the Imperial Academy hall as soon as possible." Xue Wanqing was getting angry, and said in a bad tone: "What are you doing!" Through the flickering candlelight, the mother's silhouette was cast on the door leaf, and her voice was deep and deep: "Si Ye said that the county magistrate escaped punishment without authorization and refused to repent. It should be because he is not familiar with the rules of the Imperial College, so I ordered you to go and copy the training. Say, don¡¯t stop until dawn.¡± Only then did Jiang Yan softly complete the second half of the sentence: "It's too late for regret." Xue Wanqing stopped the flag and drums in an instant, glared at Jiang Yan sternly, turned around and slammed the door out. Following the bang of the door being slammed, Cen Siye's voice roared across a courtyard: "Do not damage public property without reason!" So the surroundings were finally quiet. The room was silent for a moment, Wu Mianxue patted the fluffy quilt to smooth things over and said: "It's getting late, everyone get ready to wash up, there's an exam tomorrow." The crowd dispersed in twos and threes, made the bed and folded the quilt, fetched water to wash, and slept all night until dawn without saying a word. Because of the exam in the morning, Ruan Yumao quietly got up to memorize the book at three o'clock. When he went to the doctor's hall, he could hardly open his eyes. A Tai student. Hitting the man's hard chest, Ruan Yu cried out in pain, covered his forehead and looked up, only to see a man in his twenties looking at him jokingly, couldn't help blushing, backed up repeatedly and said 'sorry' . The man was wearing a smoke-colored Taixue hall uniform, and he looked handsome, but his expression was frivolous and too greasy, which always gave people a sense of discomfort from a romantic veteran. He flirtatiously pulled Ruan Yu's sleeve, and his sticky eyes scanned Ruan Yu's graceful figure up and down. Seeing her big breasts, thin waist, white buttocks, and even more playfulness in her eyes, he curled one corner of his mouth and said, "You are a country girl. Zixue's new female student? What's her name?" The two students next to him who were like his class were in cahoots with him, laughing and booing, saying something like, "This is Xue Rui, the eldest son of Pingjin Marquis, Mr. Xue Rui" Has Ruan Yu ever seen such a bold and reckless person? It was Xue's eldest son again, the empress's nephew, his legs trembled in fear and shame, his lips trembled, and he couldn't even utter a word. Xue Rui clutched her fragrant sleeves, and said relentlessly: "Say your name, and I will let go." Ruan Yu was in a hurry to get away, so he could only tremblingly say: "Ruan Yu." "Nephrite? What a 'warm and fragrant nephrite'!" Xue Rui laughed, "You have a curvaceous figure that looks like a tender gourd. Why don't you call you 'Jade Gourd' from now on?" In an instant, Ruan Yu blushed like blood and trembled uncontrollably. At this time, Wei Jinghong and Fu Li walked side by side through the corridor, and saw Xue Rui pestering Ruan Yu from a distance across the rockery. Wei Jinghong put away the folding fan, the usual smile disappeared from his face, he frowned and said: "Xue Rui has stretched out his hand to the Imperial College, such a scum, really disgraced the empress." After finishing speaking, He raised his chin to Fu Li, "Let's go, it's time for the hero to save the beauty." Unexpectedly, before leaving, there was another slender figure who took a step ahead, took Ruan Yu's hand to protect her behind, and said with a smile: "Ah Yu didn't notice for a while, and ran into the young master, please don't take offense. " theI saw this young girl with bright eyebrows, fair complexion and beautiful appearance, her plain hair was fluttering in the wind, and she did not have the appearance of a goddess left behind, so fascinating. It was Jiang Yan who came looking for Ruan Yu. The beauty with big breasts and slender waist was snatched away, Xue Ruiben was furious, but when he saw that the one who came was even more beautiful, the two girls stood together, fat and thin, each with its own merits, which made his heart itch, rubbing his fingers several times, frivolous He smiled and said, "Are you good sisters?" As he spoke, he couldn't help touching Jiang Yan's loose hair. Jiang Yan frowned, subconsciously trying to pull Ruan Yu away, but saw a slender and powerful palm stretched out from the ground, grabbing Xue Rui's hand, and then, a familiar and cold voice came steadily , with a domineering spirit that literati don't have: "In the Guozijian, don't do indecent things." Jiang Yan raised her eyes, and she saw Fu Li. I didn't expect him to stand up, and I was a little stunned for a while. Fu Li seemed to be calm and calm, but his hands were extremely strong. He didn't look like a scholar with no strength at all. Xue Rui sweated from the forehead in pain, blushed and shouted: "Let go! Fu Li, don't think that I dare not touch you with your father's backing, my aunt is the empress!" Someone had already heard the sound and heard the sound, standing in the distance and whispering, Fu Li let go of his hands and said coldly: "You try." "You wait!" Xue Rui gritted his teeth, and pushed him away to his Shunqi follower. Seeing more and more people joining in the fun, Jiang Yan was afraid that if Cen Siye found out, everyone would be unlucky, so she said with a smile: "This matter happened because of us, and has nothing to do with Mr. Fu. Mr. Xue is a flawless jade, If you are selfless, don't care about us women." When Xue Rui heard the words of praise, he really benefited. He straightened his clothes, reluctantly said "I'll forgive you this time", and walked away triumphantly. As soon as Xue Rui left, Wei Jinghong, who had watched a good show, held his belly and laughed loudly, while laughing and beating his chest, he said: "Hahaha, what a 'flawless jade, impartial and selfless'! Poor Xue Rui who is like a fool , was scolded by Mrs. Jiang obliquely, and thought she was praising him! Hahahaha, I laughed so hard!" Ruan Yu didn't know the answer, so she patted her chest with lingering fear and asked Jiang Yan in a low voice: "Ayan, why is the 'flawless jade, impartial and selfless' a curse?" Jiang Yan took Ruan Yu's hand and checked it carefully, seeing that she was not injured, she explained: "Let me ask you, what is the word 'Yu' without that flaw?" Ruan Yu thought for a while: "King." Jiang Yan asked again: "What about removing Si (pronounced the same as 'private') from 'Gong'?" Ruan Yu said in a daze: "Eight" Then she suddenly realized, opened her eyes wide and said, "I understand! You call him a 'bastard'!" "Hush!" Jiang Yan signaled Ruan Yu to keep her voice down, but she couldn't hold back anymore, and laughed with Wei Jinghong while holding her belly. Recalling Xue Rui's proud appearance just now, Fu Li's complexion softened a lot, the corners of his mouth could not help but raise an arc upwards, and the eyes that glanced at Jiang Yan were not as cold as before. It's just that the smile was very shallow, and the moment Jiang Yan looked over, he forcibly suppressed it, and his expression returned to normal. Jiang Yan didn't catch his fleeting smile, she just wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, panting and said, "Just now, thank you Mr. Fu for your rescue." After finishing speaking, she folded her sleeves and bowed, three thousand blue hairs hanging down from her shoulders, she was really pretty. Ruan Yu was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and also saluted Fu Li to thank him. Fu Li accepted the ceremony calmly, glanced at Jiang Yan's slender and soft waist when he bowed, and then opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something. It's just that before these words could be said in the future, Jiang Yan straightened up suddenly, squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "But one yard is one yard, I won't give you the jade just because of this." "" Inexplicably angry! Fu Li then swallowed the phrase 'it's a small effort', his soft gaze turned cold, and he turned his head and left. Wei Jinghong laughed so hard that his stomach ached, and said: "Haha, I have never seen anyone who can give Fu Li such a headache! You are such a wonderful person who can't be found even with a lantern, perfect match! Perfect match!" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù It¡¯s only the forty-five chapters and everyone asks to slap the fox in the face (Fu Li), I¡¯m so panicked, I feel sorry for the fox for a second~ Although I am also looking forward to it (whisper bb) Another: Let me explain first that this article may have various supporting roles and stories, but there is no vicious female supporting role robbing the man. The author is old and can't afford it Thank you Yanzi for the cute nutrient solution~ (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter VII ? ?The so-called exams are mostly endorsement interpretations and essays, which are supervised by Cen Siye himself. In just half a stick of incense, four students had already been boarded, and Cen Siye's already dark face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He blew his beard and stared and said: "During the holiday, you have been so negligent! The sage's book you read Return it to the old man again!" After a pause, he turned his gaze to Fu Li: "Fu Li, come here." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, glad that they were not the ones who were targeted. Fu Li didn't seem flustered, he walked up to Cen Siye calmly, knelt down on the tuanpu, and listened respectfully. Cen Siye asked him to recite the ancient copy of "University", he didn't even lift his eyes, his pale lips opened and closed, and his low and clear voice came clearly, like Lingquan Shuyu, all the way from "The Way of University, in Ming Mingde" Back to "This is the so-called country does not take profit as profit, but righteousness as profit". There are more than a thousand words in the eloquence, and there is no mistake in one word. Outside the window, the spring is bright and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. Jiang Yan rests her chin on the table, blinking at Fu Li who is sitting upright like a pine. Although he was extremely reluctant to admit it, he had to admit that this arrogant and rude guy was indeed very talented. Cen Siye nodded again and again, with a slightly pale expression, and used a Chinese ink pen to make a note for Fu Li at the back of the roster¡ªaccording to the rules, if two characters of "positive" are recorded within one month, it is considered excellent and rewarded as appropriate. Cen Siye shook his gray beard, glanced sharply at the students below who lowered their heads tremblingly, and asked in a deep voice, "Who will come up to compete with Fu Li for interpretation? The winner will be rewarded with Zhu Zhu's criticism once." It was quiet all around, no one dared to respond, even Wei Jinghong waved his hands, pretending to look at the scenery outside the window. But some people dare to go against the current. A white and tender hand was raised high, and a clear and smiling voice sounded: "I'll come." Everyone looked in surprise, only to see Jiang Yan eager to try, without the slightest restraint and shyness of a woman, and asked with a smile: "Is it okay, Si Ye?" Although Cen Siye didn't like to see these girls in private, he was fair in class and nodded in agreement. Fu Li frowned, watching Jiang Yan walk to kneel on the tuanpu opposite him, wondering what she was going to do. After all, it is beyond one's ability. Cen Siye simply read out the rules of the questioning: the two sides took the Four Books and Five Classics as examples, and took turns asking each other about the interpretation of the chapters and sentences, and the one who couldn't answer first was considered a loser. Jiang Yan asked first: "You should be a brother, you should be a brother, and then you can teach the people of the country." Fu Li answered without hesitation: "This sentence comes from the seventh line on the eighth page of "Great Learning", which means that brothers and sisters can only educate the people if they are in harmony, and it is not a benevolent government for a king to fight brothers and sisters." Unexpectedly, Fu Li could recite the page number and line number of the book with incomparable accuracy. Jiang Yan was a little surprised by his photographic memory. But when he saw Fu Li's defiant appearance, Jiang Yan aroused his fighting spirit and vowed to win him once and kill his prestige. Just as he was thinking about it, Fu Li asked back: "The destiny is called nature, the willfulness is called Tao, and the cultivation of Tao is called teaching." Jiang Yan bent her eyes and smiled, and said without hesitation: "This sentence comes from the first line of the first chapter of "The Doctrine of the Mean". Sex is the nature of human beings; following one's nature is the way, and self-cultivation is the way to teach. Just like the sage of Confucius 'teaching according to aptitude ¡¯, letting people do things according to their natural nature is the way to self-cultivation and education.¡± Now, Fu Li was surprised. The two met their opponents in chess and faced each other tit-for-tat. In an instant, the spring breeze swept past, and still couldn't blow away the indistinct sex between the two. After all, this is the first time in more than a year that someone can match Mr. Fu, and she is also a beautiful woman! All the beings in the next seat sat up straight, stretched their necks and waited for the good show. Jiang Yan continued to ask: "If goodness is not accumulated, it is not enough to become famous; if evil is not accumulated, it is not enough to destroy the body." Fu Li replied: "This sentence comes from the sixth page and three lines of the fifth chapter of "Book of Changes: The Second Xici"" The two of you came and went, and endured more than 20 rounds abruptly. If you continue to answer like this, you may even miss your lunch. Cen Siye could only interrupt: "Okay, that's it for today." Jiang Yan's mouth was dry, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fu Li didn't feel tired at all, instead he became more energetic, staring at Jiang Yan and said coldly: "Si Ye, the winner has not yet been decided." Cen Siye thought for a moment, then said: "That's all, if you two are tied, both of you will be credited, return to your position." Fu Li said 'yes', got up and bid farewell to Si Ye, and returned to his seat to do a good job. On the side, Wei Jinghong quietly applauded him a few times at the desk, and winked at him and Jiang Yan, quite teasingly. Fu Li ignored him, but continued to stare at Jiang Yan, like a beast staring at its prey. The vague hostility between the two lasted until the lunch break after school. Fu Li bid farewell to Cen Siye and the doctor, and left with Wei Jinghong one step ahead. Jiang Yan was still sorting out the pen and ink of the books on the desk, and from time to time, he was in front of him.He is as graceful as a frightened bird; he is as graceful as a dragon swimming when he hangs and stabs. Suddenly wiping his sword and turning around, the young man's tall and straight figure is as tall as a pine, his clothes fluttering, his exquisite profile is dimly visible in the moonlight Jiang Yan was surprised, and took a breath: Isn't this Fu Li? It is a big taboo to enter the Imperial College with a private weapon, why does he Just as he was thinking, a low alert voice broke the silence: "Who?!" Jiang Yan raised her eyes, only to see Ling Han's sword light flying towards her, and her astonished face was reflected on the blade as thin as autumn water. However, the sword tip barely stopped half a foot away from her eyebrows. Fu Li held the sword steadily, his chest rose and fell, and he said coldly, "Why are you?" "" The sword was still shining brightly in front of her, and Jiang Yan was terrified. She almost thought that she would die here, so she couldn't help saying angrily, "Sorry for defeating Mr. Fu Yaxing, do you want to kill me?" "You!" Fu Li bluntly said with the sweat still on his forehead, sheathing his sword, "Who told you to appear suddenly?" "You scared me." The man's attitude was really annoying, Jiang Yan folded his arms and threatened him, "I'm going to report you to Cen Siye." Fu Li remained unmoved, glanced up and down at Jiang Yan's well-dressed clothes and said, "You can't escape even if you report on me." "I don't mind. It is my honor to be punished together with Mr. Fu, and I wish for it." Jiang Yan turned her head and pretended to shout, "Come here oh!" Before the words could be uttered, Fu Li covered her mouth and pressed her against the wall, saying ruthlessly, "You dare to call me out." The moonlight shone through the clouds, and the sky full of stars fell into Jiang Yan's eyes. The astonished, embarrassed, and flickering eyes were even more dazzling than the stars. She became angry from embarrassment, her brows were furrowed, her chest rubbed against Fu Li's meticulous skirt because of the close distance, her soft lips trembled in his palm It was only then that Fu Li realized that the posture of the two of them seemed too intimate. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thank you 32737729 for the cute mine~Thank you Wenquan for mine x4~ Thanks also to Shen Yannian and Yan Zi for feeding the nutrient solution~ Today is also a day to work hard towards face-slapping~ (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com chapter eight ? The river of stars flows, the breeze is silent, and there is only the sound of each other's breathing for a while. The soft magnolia fragrance and the cool rosin are intertwined, which belong to each other. Jiang Yan's face was hot, and Fu Li's palm was also hot. Maybe it was only for a moment, or maybe it took a long time, Fu Li let go first, as if he was shocked by his reaction just now, he took two steps back, stood under the dim light, looked at Jiang Yan, held the sword His hands tightened and loosened, and he remained silent in the end. At this time, it seems that saying anything is superfluous. "You are indecent." In the shadows by the wall, among the shadows of the trees, Jiang Yan said in a soft and hasty voice. Fu Li only felt that his face was getting hot, and he had never been so cramped as he is now. He took a deep breath, turned his head and said stiffly, "I didn't." "You are just bullying me to come here alone, with no one to rely on, cheating on me, and treating me" "I don't!" Fu Li's self-cultivation that he was so proud of was completely turned upside down by Jiang Yan, leaving nothing but indefinable helplessness. He forced a cold handsome face and said, "It was an accident just now." As soon as the voice fell, I heard footsteps from far to near. It should be that the head of the house came to watch the night. If they are found out, they will most likely be mistaken for a secret meeting, and even if the two of them jump into the Yellow River, they will not be able to clean up Jiang Yan opened his mouth to speak, but Fu Li's eyes froze, and he stretched out his hand to press her back against the wall, covering her in his own shadow. At the same time, he raised an index finger to his lips and said in a low voice. : "Don't move, the head of the fast is watching the night." Jiang Yan really didn't dare to move anymore, she held her breath and only raised her face slightly. From her angle, one could see that Fu Li lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes fluttered with the moonlight, and he was unparalleled in beauty. The vaguely rosy scent lingers around the nose again, making people blush and flustered. The two people's clothes were pressed against their clothes, and their breaths were intertwined, and neither of them dared to make a sound. Across the wall, the light of the portable lantern can be seen. While chatting about family affairs, the two chiefs casually held the lantern to illuminate the moon cave gate. The moonlight shone like a wash, making the cobblestones turn white and the flowers and trees in the courtyard swaying. There are no idle night tours. The chiefs rubbed their eyes, yawned and dragged away. In the shadow of the corner, Jiang Yan and Fu Li breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. When the light of the lantern faded away and the sound of footsteps could no longer be heard, Jiang Yan pushed Fu Li away and asked him in a cold tone: "Is this also an accident?" Fu Li was caught off guard by being pushed away, took a step back and stood firm. He froze for a while, then frowned and gritted his teeth: "Yes!" Jiang Yan has been tossed too much to read at night, and Fu Li is not in the mood to practice swords. The two stood under the light with a sword in their arms, and hid in the shadows with a book in their hands. For a long time, they were silent for a long time. He left with a snort, and broke up unhappy. In the next few days, Jiang Yan and Fu Li talked less, only occasionally showing a bit of contempt when they looked at each other. Fu Li naturally noticed her indifference, and after a moment of confusion, he came to the conclusion: Could it be that she is easy going and loses interest in me after only two or three days? Inexplicably upset. Fortunately, Jiang Yan still struggled with him in her daily homework, but it was a pity that she came in second in several exams in a row. . Jiang Yan is not happy anymore. She was unhappy, Fu Li felt relieved, and thought: maybe it's not flirtatious, but playing hard to get. In the blink of an eye, it was the end of March, the weather became warmer and the spring was bright. Guozixue began to teach the art of riding and archery, teaching students archery and riding horses. This is the favorite activity of all hot-blooded boys, but for delicate and flowery girls, it is like a nightmare. How can this group of teenage girls be able to draw a big bow and hold back a fierce horse because they have no strength to restrain their chickens, and they don't touch the spring water with their ten fingers at home? After dawdling for a while, the girls reluctantly changed into their apricot white tunic riding outfits, their long hair tied into ponytails, and they came to the shooting range to wait together. The sun cast on the sandy soil of the school grounds, forming a thick yellow patch. The one who taught riding and shooting was Cai Qi, a Jinyi guard in his thirties. He was dressed in fresh clothes and a battle jacket, with the blue sky and flying clouds behind his back, and his hands Sitting on a tall horse holding a Yanling knife, it is so majestic! There are many young talents in Jinyiwei, all of which are magnificent, and they have always been the objects of admiration by girls in the capital, so that there is a popular saying in the streets and alleys of Yingtianfu: "Marry a man when you marry a man in Jinyi." Cai Qianhu rode his horse around the shooting field, and at the same time drew his bow and set his arrows on the galloping horse's back. He fired several arrows in succession, and without exception, they all hit grass targets. ?The wrist guard wraps a strong wrist, and he is familiar with bow and arrow, three arrows are fired at once, and the arrow hits the heart. The power was so great that the arrow pierced through the grass target and nailed into the wall behind by an inch, and the tail of the arrow continued to tremble. Another three arrows also hit the red heart. Jiang Yan was stunned, only felt that the surrounding colors faded away, only that person was independent and radiant, even more dazzling than the appearance of writing and studying. Wei Jinghong did not know when he stood not far from her, talking and laughing with a few teenagers while holding a bow. Jiang Yan took out a feathered arrow from the quiver behind her back and put it on the string, then she heard Wei Jinghong say: "Are you wondering why Mr. Fu is so good at archery? In fact, it is not only archery, but also swordsmanship. Fu Li has admired martial arts since he was a child, and he has always wanted to be a military commander. It is a pity that his family has been literati and Confucian scholars for generations, and literati are somewhat pretentious. After a pause, he sighed again, "Fu Li has been suppressed for more than ten years, and only in this school can he be his true self." Everyone sighed. Jiang Yan was distracted, the arrow slanted and fell to the ground. With her arms sore and weak, she simply drew the bow and arrow, and found a place with few shades to rest for a while, while wiping off her sweat, she stared at Fu Li who was practicing arrows not far away. Wu Mianxue refused to teach herself, and only Fu Li's archery skills were the best in the audience, so Jiang Yan had to secretly observe Fu Li's archery appearance, from his sharp eyes to the tight lip line, from his steady and powerful arms to his strength With a thin and straight waist, I imitated his posture over and over again in my heart, trying to learn a thing or two secretly. Gradually, a few girls also had no intention of practicing, and ran to Fu Li's side to watch the fun. Among them, Xue Wanqing was the most daring, relying on her family background and good looks, she stood in front of Fu Li regardless of everyone's eyes, raised her head and said, "Master Fu, can I ask you some advice?" There are those who are envious of everyone, and some are snickering, and they are all waiting to see how Fu Li responds to the meeting with the beautiful woman. Unexpectedly, Fu Li held the bow and said without raising his eyes, "No. Get out of the way." The voice was very cold. As a result, Xue Wanqing's smile was also frozen - she has always been praised by all the stars and responded to every call, how has she ever been treated like this? Turning from shame to anger, the trace of admiration for Fu Li in her heart dissipated in an instant, and she gritted her teeth with arrogance, stared and said, "I don't know what's good!" Then she walked away with a flick of her sleeve. Fu Li turned his head to take the arrow, but saw Jiang Yan took the quiver and put it on his knee, sitting under the shade of a tree and staring at himself intently, not envious, not admiring, but an obsession of unwillingness to be inferior to others. She will not be as straightforward as Xue Wanqing, it's not because she doesn't dare, but because she disdains to show weakness to her opponent, just like that night in the corner of Guangye Hall, when her heart was pounding and her fingers were trembling, she still held her head up Hit back your opponent with your chest out. The sun was shining brightly, and the shadows of the trees were mottled. Fu Li's next two arrows were a little bit off, not as safe as before. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù I who forgot to put away the manuscript box and went out, and I who missed the last ordinary high-speed train After all the hardships, I finally came back! The first thing I do when I come back is to update the article quickly, the cuties have been waiting for a long time~ Sorry, sorry! (tears) (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter nine ? It was almost noon after school, and the sun was in full bloom. Although it was not yet summer, the wind had become scorching hot. There was no homework in the afternoon, and most of the students studied and comprehended by themselves. Jiang Yan read a few pages of the book and found it boring, so she got up and left the school to go to the school grounds. She begged for a long time with the manager of the utensils, and finally borrowed a good bow Feather arrows, go to the shooting range to practice archery. She is a person who refuses to admit defeat. That is the pride hidden under the smile and dissolved in the flesh and blood. But she knew better in her heart that only capable people have the capital to be proud, otherwise they would just bring shame on themselves. Practicing arrows is a physical effort, and it takes about half an hour to rest for a round. After the rest, continue to practice. After several cycles of this, Jiang Yan's delicate fingertips developed blisters, which burst and bled. Fortunately, Ruan Yu came to see her once, sent some external ointment and bandages, pulled her scarred two fingers and sighed, "Ayan, we are women, come to Guozi to learn a few words from the sages." The book is already the ultimate, why do you treat yourself so harshly, insisting on competing with men for superiority and inferiority?" As she said, Ruan Yu blew on the ointment applied on her fingertips for her. The cool fragrance was refreshing and refreshing. "One must have something to think about when one is alive." Jiang Yan's temples were wet with sweat, and she raised her other left hand, which was well bandaged, and fanned the wind, "Even if you win once, you will always live up to the empress's high expectations and live up to it." My father and mother sent me here ten miles away to help me." "Empress?" Ruan Yu raised her eyes and smiled helplessly, and said softly, "How could you not know that the Empress chose us to come here, and she didn't expect us to take the imperial examination to rule the country, but to prepare some married girls for the princes and grandchildren, It¡¯s all about stabilizing the position of the court.¡± Jiang Yan laughed, and then her sore back was involved, and she hissed in pain, and said: "I usually look at you as a fool, but now you are smart. But so what? I don't care about fame and fortune , not because of marrying a high-ranking woman, but because I am not reconciled. Sometimes I think, why should we be inferior to others? We come to study well, but people will say that we have ulterior motives." "Who said you have 'ulterior motives'? This world has been like this for thousands of years, can you change it in your hands?" Ruan Yu bandaged Jiang Yan, took a veil to wipe her sweat, and said softly, "I I'm going to memorize it, you'll go back early after you've practiced enough, and you'll have an essay test tomorrow." Jiang Yan's fatigue of the day has dissipated a lot, and she hooked Gou Ruanyu's chin with a smile, "Ah Yu is really considerate. If I were a man, I would definitely marry you." "Ayan is talking nonsense again!" Ruan Yu glared at her and said in a low voice, "Fortunately, you are not a man, otherwise you would have harmed many girls!" After finishing speaking, she pursed her lips and smiled, packed up the plaster and bandages and left. The breeze blew, carrying a few snow-white pear blossoms across the wall, fluttering and falling on Jiang Yan's shoulders. She watched Ruan Yu's exquisite back leave, stretched her stiff back with her hands on her hips, rubbed her sore shoulders, lay down on the stone table and closed her eyes to rest, thinking about practicing a few more times when the wind calmed down . Just as she was enjoying herself, she suddenly saw a shadow covering her, as if someone was standing still in front of her. Jiang Yan thought it was Ruan Yu who had left and returned, so she didn't open her eyes, she just shook her eyelashes and hummed, "Ayu, I'll practice for a while, don't worry about me." After waiting for a long time, no one responded. Only then did Jiang Yan realize that something was wrong, and Yoyo opened her eyes to see it, and couldn't help being in a daze for a moment. Fu Li? What is he here for? Thinking of all the past, Jiang Yan woke up instantly, subconsciously touched the jade on her waist, and said in her heart: Fortunately, the jade is still there. Fu Li naturally didn't know the little Jiujiu in her heart. He was still wearing a martial robe, and he probably came here to practice riding and archery because he was bored. He also held a high-quality cowhide whip in his hand. He stared at Jiang Yan's bandage-wrapped fingers, and moved his eyes to her jade-colored cheeks that were flushed from the heat of arrow practice. After a long time, he said flatly: "You are not born naturally, why work so hard? If you want to win me, you are hitting a stone with an egg, and you can't help it." According to one's ability." "" Jiang Yan said sadly: "Thank you Mr. Fu for comforting me, I am even more angry." Fu Li ignored the mockery in her words, glanced at her lightly, turned and walked away. But after taking two steps, he stopped again, turned his back to Jiang Yan, and added bluntly and indifferently: "But if you ask me to teach you, it's okay." Jiang Yan thought to herself, that's not what you said to Xue Wanqing just now. Could it be that you want to see yourself laughing? "Oh, I heard that Mr. Wei Jinghong's shooting skills are also very good." Jiang Yan put her hand on the stone table, tapped the edge of the table with her bandaged fingers, pretending to admire him, "The key is that he is a human being. Enthusiasm, no matter who is in trouble, there is no need to ask, he will help." Fu Li already regretted what he said, but after hearing what Jiang Yan said, he immediately regretted that he had been softhearted for a moment and took his own humiliation. His back stiffened, cold??Leave a sentence: "Then go find your Mr. Wei." Once again, he left. Jiang Yan knew that he was angry, and she felt happy, and her smile became brighter and brighter. Fu Li was inexplicably bored, so he specially picked a fierce horse to gallop in the school field, and occasionally he could see Jiang Yan on the shooting field from outside the wooden fence of the school field. He knew that Jiang Yan was no longer able to do what he wanted. After practicing for a long time, he could hardly lift his arm, but he still insisted on drawing the bow to practice his arm strength. Fu Li controlled the reins and slowed down the horse's speed. He looked at the shooting range with a frown, and thought to himself, "Archery is no better than studying. It's counterproductive to be eager for success. Her hard work and hard work will only make the hand holding the bow get worse." Shaking more and more." Sure enough, Jiang Yan shot more and more sideways for the next few arrows. Fu Li snorted: How can Wei Jinghong's archery be better than mine? After observing in secret for a while, he felt that it was meaningless, so he ignored her and galloped away on his own. Before you know it, the sun is setting and the Imperial College is shrouded in the dusk at the foot of Jiming Mountain. You can hear birds singing in the empty mountains and see egrets flying high. Fu Li returned the horses to the stables, then straightened his sleeves and wristbands, and walked towards the golden sunset. Passing by the grass target on the shooting range, he accidentally glanced at it, and he couldn't help but pause. I saw dozens of arrows falling densely on the yellow sandy ground, while only seven or eight scattered arrows on the grass target hit the target ring. This is nothing at all, after a day of practice, although I am extremely tired, there are always a few of them that can hit the target. Fu Li didn't care about this, what really made him feel a sense of crisis was the three sticks that hit the red heart. It can be said that it is a coincidence that one hits the red heart, and it is definitely not luck that three hits at the same time. It's only been a day Is this woman crazy? Even if it was really to attract his attention, it is really extraordinary to be able to do this. Fu Li stood looking at the grass target for a long time, his thoughts were complicated and he had mixed feelings. The setting sun elongated his tall and straight figure, he collected himself, looked sideways, and saw Jiang Yan lying on the stone table under the shade of a tree, sleeping exhausted. She must have been extremely tired and in extreme pain, and she didn't even realize that Fu Li walked up to her and stood still. The wind in the evening was a bit chilly, pear petals rustled down, accumulating dots of white on her body, and one of them fell mischievously on the end of her nose, but she didn't realize it. The lips, which had turned white due to exhaustion, were slightly parted, and were dyed a gorgeous golden red by the setting sun, and even the hair was shining. Sleeping in public is degrading to gentlemen. Fu Xin felt disgusted, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, but his arm only moved slightly, and then stopped quickly. What am I doing? Fu Li closed his eyes, took a deep breath, turned around and left, the ribbon that tied his hair drew a fluttering arc in the wind. But as he walked, his steps became slower and slower, slower and slower, and finally stopped. He couldn't help but look back at the sleeping person, frowned, and seemed to be weighing for a long time, and finally turned around and strode towards the grass. Gather the arrows scattered on the target and the ground one by one, and put them into the cowhide quiver. Immediately, he strode towards Jiang Yan with the quiver in his hand, threw the quiver into Jiang Yan's arms, and said in a low voice with a cold face on purpose: "Wake up, don't freeze to death here." Jiang Yan woke up suddenly, and subconsciously went to hug the quiver, but because of exhaustion and slowness, the hug was empty. When the wind picked up, her hair was loose in a bun, her face was sleepy, she looked at Fu Li blankly, her eyes reflected the rouge color of the clear sky, and also reflected Fu Li's indifferent face, she was cute and bright like never before. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Fu Li: Ah Yan worked so hard to attract my attention! move! tat Jiang Yan: Sober up. Cutie who is about to take the exam, Koi bless you all with a smooth exam! Refill! Thank you seeyure little cute mine~ Thank you Yanzi, Li Cang, Fanghua and others for their nutrient solutions~ Memoda! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com chapter Ten ? Yesterday, she practiced archery so hard that when Jiang Yan woke up the next day, from her shoulders and neck to her back, from her arms to her fingertips, there was no pain anywhere in her body, and it was very difficult to even raise her hands to wash her hands. Only then did Jiang Yan taste the evil result of being eager for quick success, grinning her teeth in pain, she lay on the bed and refused to get up. "Ayan, it's time for breakfast, get up quickly!" Ruan Yu looked at someone whimpering in the quilt, and sighed helplessly, so she had to call Wu Mianxue to help, dig Jiang Yan out of the quilt, and helped She washed and dressed, and took her to the banquet hall like helping an old woman. ?During breakfast, Jiang Yan's sore hands were shaking all the time, she couldn't hold the chopsticks steadily, and she couldn't hold the bowl. After a few sips of porridge, she lost her appetite. In the morning in the doctor's hall for exams and essays, Cen Siye and Master Jiancheng, who recorded attendance, were already waiting at the entrance of the hall. Jiang Yan endured back pain and bowed to the masters. Because of the stiff movements, the nondescript courtesy made Cen Siye look sideways. In the hall, most of the students had already taken their seats, and Jiang Yan saw Fu Li who was studying ink at a glance. Fu Li also raised his eyes at this time, and seeing her move over in an awkward and slow posture, he paused for a moment when he studied ink, and then he looked away as if nothing had happened, and lowered his head to do his own thing. Regarding what happened yesterday, both of them kept silent tacitly. ?Besides, she was not feeling well, and Jiang Yan didn't have the energy to confront Fu Li's eyebrows coldly. She just gritted her teeth and frowned, slowly bent her right leg, and then bent down to support a corner of the desk, kneeling on the cushion with great difficulty. The moment she sat down, she let out a long sigh, and her shirt was soaked in cold sweat. For Jiang Yan, the hour-long article policy discussion is undoubtedly comparable to torture. Holding the pen with the wrist hanging and sitting upright like a pine¡ªthings that are so simple on weekdays are all messed up today. Due to excessive body pain, injuries to her fingertips, and loss of strength in her wrists, Jiang Yan's hands trembled violently. Even though she had the latitude and longitude in her heart, her handwriting turned into a snake, and the handwriting was so distorted that she couldn't even recognize it. Jiang Yan felt sad in her heart, and her legs and feet were sore after kneeling for a long time. She couldn't stand it any longer, and quietly raised her eyes to glance at Cen Siye who was patrolling around, seeing that he wasn't paying attention to her, she put down her pen and stretched her numb legs calmly Just for a moment, Cen Siye suddenly turned around as if he had eyes behind his back, and caught her who was rubbing her calf. Cen Siye didn't have a good impression of her, and when he saw her sitting like this, he became even more furious, and said with a dark face, "Jiang Yan, why are you moving?" Jiang Yan hurriedly returned to her sitting position, lowered her head and said in a low voice, "It's no reason to go back to Siye." Today, Jiang Yan was very weird from the moment she entered the door. She repeatedly lost her manners in front of the hall. You are ready to write a good article, and this old man will come to experience it.¡± It's over! The hand doesn't listen at all, and the handwriting is like ghostly drawn symbols. Cen Siye will definitely be punished! Jiang Yan seemed to be facing an enemy, bowed her head, gritted her teeth and closed her eyes. Cen Siye's slim figure stood still in front of Jiang Yan, stretched out his hand and pulled out the paper that she was holding down, and opened it against the light, he was so angry that his beard stood on end, he said sternly: "The handwriting is so sloppy!" , it's simply outrageous!" After Cen Siye drank, all the people around him stopped writing silently and listened to the instruction with their heads bowed. The surrounding area was so quiet that a needle could be heard dropping, only the sound of Cen Siye's rapid and turbid breathing due to rage. Pointing at Jiang Yan, he said: "The old man has always taught you to 'word like a person', are you acting like this now, are you fooling the old man or despising the sages? I don't think you are a Confucianist, but a Taoist priest! This word is pasted on The door can ward off evil spirits!" Xue Wanqing couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing. The laughter was very light, but it was extremely abrupt in the quiet hall. Cen Siye glared, Xue Wanqing immediately bowed her head, not daring to go further than that. Cen Siye looked at Jiang Yan, who was hanging his head in silence, and then at the crooked and scribbled paper. He became more and more annoyed, so he insisted on the ruler and said coldly, "Stretch out your hand." Jiang Yan clutched her sleeves, knowing that she was doomed, her face turned hot. She would rather Cen Siye kick her out of the academy and face the wall thinking about her mistakes than being under the watchful eyes of everyone Especially, being punished in front of that person. "Si Ye" In the silence, Ruan Yu's soft voice came tremblingly. I don't know how much courage he mustered before he dared to defend Jiang Yan: "Si Ye, Ah Yan didn't write it like this on purpose! Her hand" "Those who intervene without authorization will be punished with the same crime!" When Cen Siye drank, Ruan Yu's eyes turned red with fright, her lips trembled several times, and she wanted to say something more, but Jiang Yan smiled helplessly and shook her head at her. Jiang Yan spread out her palms and heldRaising his hands to his forehead, he calmly said: "Student knows his mistake, thank you Siye for teaching." However, after waiting for a long time, the ruler did not come down. Curious in her heart, she quietly raised her eyes and saw Cen Siye looking at the bandages wrapped around her fingertips with a complicated expression, without saying a word for a long time. The faint scent of medicine filled the air, and Fu Li also looked at the scarred and trembling bare hands, and for some reason he thought of the three feathered arrows on the red heart of the straw target, and the girl sleeping exhausted under the shade of the tree. After all, the thick ruler did not fall down. Cen Siye crumpled up the scribbled paper and threw it into the wastebasket. Although his tone was cold, he was not as angry as before. He just turned around and said, "Go out and face the wall." Jiang Yan stood up and went to the Siguo wall as if she had been pardoned. The weather outside is very good. In late spring, there is still a little fragrant fragrance in the air, with a cool but not cold wind. The sky is blue and cloudless, sparrows are making noise on the branches, a yellow butterfly is gliding on the Siguo wall, Jiang Yan stares at it, and the melancholy in her heart is swept away, as if even the tiny words on the wall are not dull anymore . The students in the hall handed in the papers one after another, and Cen Siye commented on them one by one, and the first one was as expected was Fu Li. Jiang Yan was not convinced, and thought maliciously: Siye are really partial. Although Fu Li's articles are good, how can he be number one every time? It's just for the face of his father Fu Shoufu. Just as he was thinking wildly, he heard a low cough suddenly coming from behind. Jiang Yan hurriedly stood up straight, and turned around to see that the person who came was not Cen Ji, but Xun Jing, another Siye from Guozixue. Compared with Cen Siye, Xun Siye is much more kind. With one hand behind his back, he pinched his long beard with the other and said: "You don't need to stand up, just go back and rest." Hearing this, Jiang Yan showed a little surprise, and subconsciously glanced in the direction of Cen Siye. As if guessing her scruples, Xun Siye laughed again: "Don't look at it, it was Xiu Qi who asked me to lift the ban for you. Some fellow Xiu Qi explained the origin of the wound on your hand, and he knows he has wronged you , and couldn¡¯t bear to face you, so he entrusted me to come.¡± Did someone explain it to her? It must be Ah Yu. Only then did Jiang Yan feel relieved, and she slandered: Cen Siye's weird and awkward temperament is exactly the same as Fu Li's, no wonder they are like bastards looking at mung beans, the more they look at each other, the more they match each other! Xun Jing said again: "Go to the pharmacy to get some medicine, and go back to rest well. Since you are not feeling well, today's article is allowed to be delayed until the next day before dark." Jiang Yan was happy for a moment, with a smile in the corner of her eyes, she bent down suddenly to thank her, but grinned because she was involved in the pain. Bidding farewell to Si Ye, Jiang Yan staggered away, with the white walls and black tiles reflected on her back, there was an indescribable elegance and ease. Xun Jing looked at her and sighed, then tidied up his sleeves and went back to the hall to sit down. Cen Ji held a crumpled piece of paper in his hand and was concentrating on something. Xun Jing walked over to have a look Heh, isn't this the unfinished article by Jiang Yan? Although the handwriting is scrawled and distorted, if you look closely, you can still make out many sentences. "Why did you pick it up again from the wastebasket?" Xun Jing pinched his beard and looked at it for a long time, then Fang smiled and said, "Quoting extensively and imposingly, it's hard to imagine that it was written by a girl. I remember that she just came here more than a month ago. At this time, I can't even figure out the rhythm of the article, and I have reached this point in just a few dozen days, and in time, I will be able to compete with the Fu family boy." Cen Ji quickly closed the paper, slapped the crumpled rice paper on the desk, and hummed: "It's just flashy." Xun Jing just smiled and said nothing. And over there, it was the time for lunch after school, at the long table, Jiang Yan quietly pulled Ruan Yu's clothes while the chief was not paying attention, and whispered in her ear: "Ayu, thank you for explaining for me." Ruan Yu was quite embarrassed, and whispered: "Ayan, you don't need to thank me, I didn't help you, Cen Siye stared at me so viciously, I was so scared that I couldn't utter a word." Jiang Yan said: "When I faced the wall later, didn't you explain it to Cen Siye? Without you, I might have been fined for several hours." "Ah?" Ruan Yu looked bewildered, "My article was not finished, and Cen Siye ordered me to rewrite it, so I kept writing on the spot without explaining it." Unexpectedly, Jiang Yan was also stunned: "It's not you? Who would it be?" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Fu Li: Woman, you have successfully attracted my attention! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Eleven ? After resting for two days, Jiang Yan handed over the article that had been shelved for two days due to injury to Si Ye, and Cen Si Ye asked a few questions bluntly. Jiang Yan is extremely serious about her studies, and she is afraid of being inferior to others. She answered one by one fluently, Cen Siye's face paled a little, and he never made things difficult for her again. ?It rained last night, and the ground is still a little wet, with ooze and falling red, filled with a wet fragrance. Water was dripping under the eaves, so Jiang Yan walked along the dry corridor, passing by the classics building, Jiang Yan thought about borrowing two books to transcribe, so as to prepare for tomorrow's lecture and interpretation. Unexpectedly, it was only after climbing the stone steps that the doors and windows of the classics building were half open. It was obvious that someone got there first. Feng Jijiu made a rule that male and female students in the Imperial College are not allowed to get along in private. Jiang Yan thought about opening the door and taking a look, if there was a girl inside, she would go in; if it was a man, she would exit. Stretching out a finger to poke open the crack of the door, Jiang Yan stretched out her head and looked inside, only to see that the light inside was dim, in the dark like light ink, only an oil lamp was faintly shadowed, casting a shadow on the ground. A warm yellow halo circled, and in the halo, a young man with a straight back sat cross-legged. Hearing the 'squeak' sound of the door opening, the young man turned his head slightly, his cold and self-confident eyes reflected a bean light, and glanced at Jiang Yan who was poking his head. Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Jiang Yan stood up straight, and nodded with a smile: "What a coincidence, Mr. Fu also came to borrow books?" Fu Li didn't speak, but just sorted out the messy books on the table and stood up. With the rows of deep bookcases and winding wooden stairs behind his back, he walked out with the calm and heroic spirit of a young ranger. Sometimes, even Jiang Yan felt that he was a born general. She said: "You don't have to get up, I'll leave right away, I won't disturb you." Fu Li glanced at her delicate fingertips that were scab-free, and said flatly, "I've finished reading." The two of them crossed their bodies at the door, and Jiang Yan called him again: "I was fined to stand the day before yesterday, but you defended me to Si Ye?" Fu Li kept walking, noncommittal. Jiang Yan said: "Anyway, thank you in advance." Fu Li finally stopped. He stood upright in front of the steps, through the dripping water drops from the eaves, slightly raised his chin and looked at Jiang Yan, "If Cen Siye wronged someone else that day, I will go to explain it, not just for you Only one person." After a pause, he added solemnly: "Don't think too much about it." Jiang Yan looked puzzled, and asked back: "What can I think about?" Fu Li looked at her and snorted, "It's the best." In the blink of an eye, it was the first ten days of May, and the peach blossoms beside the wall bloomed and withered, and many fluffy green peaches grew out of the green branches and leaves. I smelled the green aroma of the peaches in class, and listened to the rustle outside the window. The sound of bamboo billows has a special flavor. Jiang Yan was punished to stand again, and now even Ruan Yu looked at her and sighed, and said, "Ayan, how many times has this been?" Jiang Yan wanted to cry but had no tears. She doesn't want to be punished either. Yesterday was the Lunar New Year holiday once a month. The students of the Imperial College returned home, visited relatives, and went out for fun. Jiang Yan was far away from home, and she had no relatives or friends in Yingtian Mansion. Naturally, Unable to go home to visit relatives, I had to dress up as a teenager and go to Goulan Watsi to listen to music and drink tea. She has a great hobby in her life, that is, she likes to listen to people tell stories, and the more bizarre and twists she likes, the more she likes them. So I spent a penny and sat in the Wangchun Building all afternoon, listening to the pipa girls and dancers in the building talk about the strange and vulgar stories of the past benefactors, which was full of sadness and sighs. It's nothing, but Yuanjia Road is narrow, and when he came out of Wangchun Tower, he happened to run into Fu Li who was returning from a safari. Fu Li held a good bow in his hand, carried a pheasant feather quiver on his back, and hung roe deer, pheasant and other prey on his horseback. Jiang Yan's face suddenly darkened. The girls in the Goulan Courtyard are all the elites in the Fengyue field. From the first time they saw Jiang Yan's appearance, they knew that she was a daughter. Instead, he begged her to write poems and paintings on her tulle veil, so that she could give it to her benefactor and lover in the future. Jiang Yan listened to many of their stories and felt satisfied, so she agreed to their requests one by one. Unexpectedly, I was writing poems vigorously, and suddenly felt a chill down my spine. I turned around and saw that Fu Li, who was dressed in crimson and black and riding a martial arts robe, was standing on the street, staring at her coldly, as if he wanted to kill her. Like eating it alive. On the second day of entering school, Jiang Yan was reprimanded by Cen Siye as expected. Although Cen Siye didn't say who made the complaint, Jiang Yan recalled the way Fu Li stared at her coldly yesterday, the arrogance in his eyes seemed to return to the time when he first met her, and he couldn't help feeling depressed. the? " A cold voice sounded suddenly, Jiang Yan looked up, and saw that Fu Li and Wei Jinghong had entered the door at some point. Cheng Wen smiled with a good temper, and said in a low voice: "Young Master Fu, I am helping you sort out the book case." Fu Li frowned, not happy with his enthusiasm, but said indifferently: "I said, no need." "I need it, I need it!" Wei Jinghong raised a hand with a smile, and tapped Cheng Wen's shoulder with a folding fan, "I have a few ancient books to copy, and I happen to be too lazy to do so, why don't you copy them for me, Yuan Liang?" .¡± Before Cheng Wen could speak, Jiang Yan interjected with a smile: "Mr. Wei, how about I copy it? Mr. Cheng is honest, don't bully him." Hearing this, Fu Li and Wei Jinghong were both startled. Wei Jinghong quickly came back to his senses, glanced at the frosty Fu Li, and said with a dry smile: "Don't dare to trouble my little lady. Haha, don't dare!" "Jiang Yan, what do you mean?" Fu Li stared at Jiang Yan, "With your attitude, do you suspect that I bullied Cheng Wen, or that I reported your visit to Wangchun Tower?" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Jiang Yan now: That look, as if I snatched his unmarried bride. Not long after, Jiang Yan: Understood, so I am the unmarried bride. (Keep smiling) ps: The flu seems to be very fierce recently, everyone must pay attention when going to crowded places! The author has only been out for two days, and he was recruited Hey. ?Thank you for the nutrient solution fed by Yiyijin, Xie, Yanzi, mtdgpgldmw and other cuties~ (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Twelve ? In the past few days, Jiang Yan looked at Fu Li with cold eyes, like a resentful girl. After all, when she visited Wangchun Tower that day, Fu Li was indeed there. But she was slanderous, but she didn't hold any resentment. She thought that this matter should be over and let it go. At worst, she would stay away from Fu in the future, and don't let him hold it. Now that Fu Li asked such a question, Jiang Yan was a little dazed, and subconsciously retorted: "But that day, it was clearly only you who saw it, and who was it?" Just at this time, a arrogant voice came from outside the door: "Guozixue has rules, and men and women are not allowed to get along with each other privately in the same room. What are you doing? Jiang Yan, you were fined just now for visiting the Wangchun Tower." , do you want to be punished again because you don¡¯t know how to avoid suspicion?¡± All of a sudden, Jiang Yan's blood seemed to freeze. Cen Siye asked her to face the wall, but did not tell everyone why. Therefore, it is impossible for Xue Wanqing to know that she had been to Wangchun Tower. unless¡­¡­ Jiang Yan didn't dare to look into Fu Li's eyes, she just turned her stiff neck and said with a sinister smile: "That day, the Lord Huaning was there?" Xue Wanqing entered the door with her hips crossed, probably never paying attention to Jiang Yan, but she readily admitted: "Coincidentally, I was passing by home." As soon as the words fell, two icy and cold gazes pierced over like knives. Xue Wanqing felt terrified when they saw her, and thought: Jiang Yan is fine, why is Mr. Fu staring at me like this? It wasn't him who was punished! "Since Nuwa created human beings in ancient times, human beings have been divided into high and low. Kneading the earth is the honor, and throwing the mud is the base. No matter how hard the lowly sparrow tries to fly high, it can't become a phoenix." Xue Wanqing ridiculed Jiang Yan and Cheng Wen. He turned to raise his delicate chin, and said to Fu Li: "I advise Mr. Fu to stay away from certain people, and be careful that those who are close to ink will be black." Wei Jinghong looked at this for a while, looked at that for a while, couldn't help closing his folding fan and interjected: "Oh, the Lord Huaning County is really well-read, and even brought out ancient myths." Xue Wanqing looked at Wei Jinghong suspiciously, not sure whether his words were compliments or derogations. Fu Li, who was always cold and self-respecting, spoke calmly, and said calmly: "Living with good people is like entering a house of orchids, and you will not smell its fragrance for a long time; living with wicked people is like entering a house of abalone, and you will not smell its smell for a long time. After being educated, Fu will stay far away from corrupt officials, thank you county magistrate for your advice." The words 'corrupt officials and beetles' are especially harsh! Although she didn't mention her name, Xue Wanqing was flushed with embarrassment. In front of Jiang Yan and Fu Li, she always seems to be humiliating herself Damn it! After all, there were so many people on the opposite side, Xue Wanqing gritted her teeth and glanced sideways, strode to her seat, took the thread-bound book, and left with a flick of her sleeves. Jiang Yan chuckled, and suddenly felt someone's cool gaze on her back. She didn't need to look up to know who it was. It seemed that she was going to settle accounts after Qiu Hou. Jiang Yan suddenly felt bad, got up suddenly and said: "Oh, Ayu asked me to explain the "Four Books" to her, I almost forgot." After finishing speaking, she turned and left. Behind him, Fu Li called her coldly: "That's all for now?" Jiang Yan paused, pretended to be confused, and said with a smile: "Forget it, I don't remember villains, and I won't quarrel with Xue Wanqing." But Fu Li obviously didn't intend to let her go, so he raised his hand to block the way, his voice sank a bit, and he said bluntly, "I said you wronged me for reporting on you, so forget it?" Knowing that he couldn't escape, Jiang Yan said with a cheeky smile, "It's my fault. Mr. Fu also doesn't remember villains, forget it, forget it?" "No." Fu Li looked down at her and snorted coldly. Jiang Yan stopped laughing, took a step back and said, "How do you treat it? Let me tell you first, taking advantage of others' danger to deceive my jade is not what a gentleman does." Hearing this, Wei Jinghong burst out laughing, "Little lady is very smart, she knows that what Fu Li is most afraid of is that piece of jade on your body." "Shut up." Fu Li backhanded Wei Jinghong's elbow, then stared at Jiang Yan, with an expression of not giving up until he asked for an explanation. Jiang Yan treated the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, so she felt so guilty at first, and then recalled that Fu Li had received so many cold eyes from her, so she compromised and sighed: "Then I will spread paper and ink for you, and serve you all the time." back." Fu Li turned around and said in an unquestionable tone: "Three days." Jiang Yan: "" Heh, what integrity and integrity? Jiang Yan really wanted to take Cen Siye to see how vengeful his most valued student was! On the second day, at Maozheng. In the doctor's hall. Jiang Yan was bleary-eyed, yawned long, leaned on the desk with her body boneless, resting her chin on one hand, rubbing the ink stick back and forth with the other hand, and asked, "Aren't you afraid of being killed by Xue Wanqing or Li Wanqing?" ?? See you, and report on our secret relationship? " Fu Li sat kneeling in a plain Confucian dress, with his eyes downcast and his wrists hanging upright. He practiced running calligraphy with his pen moving like a snake, and his cool voice calmly said, "Hurry up, someone will come in a quarter of an hour." "Be soft, it won't be soon." Jiang Yan said lazily. Jiang Yan felt bored, so she rubbed the ink twice, yawned, glanced at the morning light outside the window, and rubbed the ink again, "Don't you need to sleep? Everyone just woke up, and you have practiced calligraphy for a quarter of an hour, no Are you sleepy?" Fu Li remained motionless. Jiang Yan simply lay on the table, staring blankly at the ink in the inkstone: "But I'm so sleepy. By the way, what's your relationship with Cheng Wen? Could it be you bullying others and coercing him to serve you?" It was rare for Fu Li not to dislike her being noisy, so he changed a piece of paper, raised his pen to moisten the ink, wrote two strokes, and suddenly said: "The ink is too dry." Jiang Yan wanted to pour ink on Fu Li's face, but he could only think about it, after all, he was no match for Wen Tao and Wu Lue. She added some water to the inkstone, and then commented: "Your ink is not bad, the best Hui ink, the texture is like jade, it is hard to the touch, and it smells like an extremely light rosin. It takes a lot of time and effort to make the ink. It takes a lot of time and effort. Gold equivalent." Her family background is average, but she knows what to buy. Fu Li subconsciously said: "If you like it, I will give you a box." "No. Be soft on others. If I accept your gift, I will be embarrassed not to give it to you if you cheat my jade in the future." Jiang Yan rolled her eyes, showing a little cunning, "I want What you want, you will get it by your own ability.¡± Outside the window were birds chirping, bamboo shadows whirling, Fu Li stopped writing, looked at her sideways, and finally couldn't help asking: "Do you know what that piece of jade is for?" Isn't it just to repay the favor? Jiang Yan opened her mouth, and just as she was about to answer, she saw a person slowly turning in from outside the hall. Before he showed up, he laughed first: "I knew you were here." The topic was diverted, Jiang Yan forgot what she wanted to say for a moment, she just looked at Wei Jinghong who was shaking the folding fan and said: "The sun is coming out from the west today? Mr. Wei got up so early." "Heard the good news, so I have to get up early." Wei Jinghong came over with a smile, lifted his robe and sat down on his knees, "I heard from Feng Jijiu that after two days of offering sacrifices to heaven, His Royal Highness will stay at Guozixue to show Consolation." ? Fu Li's pen was not paused, as if he didn't hear it. Jiang Yan also said 'oh' in a dispirited manner, but did not continue. Wei Jinghong wondered: "The prince is very visible to everyone, why are you unhappy?" "What's there to be happy about?" Jiang Yan said, "When the heavenly family comes, we have to get up in the dark at midnight, put on cumbersome dresses, follow cumbersome etiquette, from standing in the dark to rising in the daytime, unable to move or laugh, I can't breathe or cough, and I still have to deal with the prince's questions and questions, and I'm sweating, and I have to bow to him three times and nine times, so I'm very cautious." "It seems to make sense." The excitement in Wei Jinghong's heart was successfully extinguished by Jiang Yan, and he also felt troubled. Seeing Jiang Yan Yanmo, he said on the spur of the moment, "I heard that you are very good at making silk fans, can you make one for me? The fan I have is too plain, not suitable for such a vigorous summer." "Okay, five for two." Jiang Yan sat on the ground and raised the price. Wei Jinghong smiled and said, "I'll give you ten taels, and you write me a poem." Fu Li, who was practicing calligraphy at the side, stopped writing, raised his eyes and tilted his head, and interrupted their transaction in a cold voice: "The ink is too thin." Jiang Yan: "" Sometimes it's too dry, and sometimes it's too thin, this person is really difficult to serve! Jiang Yan simply threw away the ink stick, rubbed her arms and got up and said, "I'm hungry and thirsty, stop grinding." Fu Li frowned: "Three days as agreed." "Who cares about you, serving you this time is enough face. You came here to cultivate your moral character and learn the way of governing the country, not to enjoy the blessings. No one here will treat you as princes and nobles. On a day when everyone responds to everyone, Let¡¯s go home early.¡± Jiang Yan's memory is excellent, she actually memorized the words reprimanded by Xue Wanqing when she first came to Guozi Academy, then she brushed off her sleeves and left in the morning light of early summer, white clothes and black hair, slim and slender Peerless. In the hall, Wei Jinghong sighed and said, "I don't think she's such a scheming girl. Otherwise, when you force her to study ink for you, she should tell Si about you sneaking out to practice martial arts in the middle of the night." industry." Fu Li retorted: "Why did I coerce her?" "Okay, okay, you didn't." Wei Jinghong put his hands on the case table, leaned over and smiled lowly, and said in a rambunctious manner, "But in my humble opinion, the two of you will obey the marriage contract made by the old man, and you will be able to harm each other." , save yourself from harming others.¡± Hearing this, Fu Li raised his eyes to look at Wei Jinghong, exerted force on his knuckles, and snapped the pen in his hand. Wei Jinghong was startled by him, moved his body back, and said in a low voice: "Is it possible that she didn't know that piece of jade was a token of your marriage contract?" Fu Li was startled, his eyes drifted away for a moment. In just a moment, he regained his senses and said firmly, "Impossible. She said that she wants me to" Promise with your body. The words stopped abruptly. Fu Li lowered his head, bit up the remaining words and swallowed them back into his stomach. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thank you Yanzi, eat, eat, sleep, winter brew, soft wheat ears and other cute nutrition solutions~ (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)? Wei Jinghong was startled by him, moved his body back, and said in a low voice: "Is it possible that she didn't know that piece of jade was a token of your marriage contract?" Fu Li was startled, his eyes drifted away for a moment. In just a moment, he regained his senses and said firmly, "Impossible. She said that she wants me to" Promise with your body. The words stopped abruptly. Fu Li lowered his head, bit up the remaining words and swallowed them back into his stomach. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thank you Yanzi, Eat, Eat, Sleep, Winter Brew, Soft Wheat Ears and other cute nutrient solutions~ (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Thirteen ? It has been more than a month since the release of the palace examination, once in three years, and when the number one scholar paraded through the streets, the spring banquet, the new department, and the first official appointment, etc., the crown prince led a group of first-class scholars to worship the most holy teacher. Usually these things are handled by the Ministry of Rites, but the emperor has been ill for many years, the ruling and the opposition have been separated, and the empress is in power. The ceremony was presided over by the prince. After the cumbersome rituals of worship were over, a group of Jin Yiwei pioneered to clear the way and arrived at the Imperial College first. Then, the little yellow gate and the maids lined up on both sides, surrounded by the crown prince and Zhuangyuanlang and Tanhualang in red robes, entered the gate. The Tai students are already dressed in neat shirts, tied their hair with buns, wearing square-toed shoes with piping edges, wearing vanilla rings, bowed and waited for a long time. Recently, Jiang Yan read at night and didn't sleep well for several nights. After being exposed to the scorching sun for more than an hour, she became very dizzy and dizzy. Just as she was thinking wildly, the prince and his party arrived late, so she cheered up, bowed and saluted with everyone, and shouted 'His Royal Highness' thousand years old. This year's No. 1 Scholar and Tanhua both came from Guozijian, so they revisited their old places, and each published a long and gorgeous article, and then thanked the teacher and kowtowed. At about three o'clock, the prince finally said: "It's hot outside, let all the living beings come in and sit down." Today the crown prince received all the noble descendants of the ministers of the DPRK and China¡ªthe internal class students of Guozixue and Taixue. More than a hundred people in the internal class are sitting in the lobby of the doctor's hall, each with a small book table, equipped with the four treasures of the study. Crown Prince Zhu Wenli looked around, found Fu Li, and waved to him: "Read with Fu, are you all right?" Fu Li stood up and saluted, "Very well. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness." The two looked intimate and natural, obviously they were friends for many years. Everyone has heard for a long time that before the age of fifteen, Fu Li was the prince's companion in the East Palace. The relationship between the two is naturally as close as brothers, which is not surprising. Zhu Wenli laughed, and then saw that there were more than ten seats on the far side where no one was seated, so he turned sideways and asked the sacrificial wine: "Why don't you see the new female students this year?" Feng Jijiu bowed and went out, and replied: "His Royal Highness, the generation of women, dare not enter rashly without an edict." Zhu Wenli suppressed the curiosity in his heart, "You don't have to stick to etiquette, Zhao." Only then did the thirteen girls come in with their heads bowed, bowed slowly to the prince and mentor, and then sat down one by one. It was also a coincidence that this time Jiang Yan was sitting next to Fu Li again. In the next hour, the prince will come up with a question to examine the school's policy theory. Jiang Yan never thought that the crown prince was such a young boy, and he was only seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing a solemn nine-chapter gown and a gilt crown hat, although there was still a circle of green fluff on his lips , but his eyes are calm, with the innate nobility of the heavenly family. When the Tai students were answering, Prince Zhu Wenli and Feng Jijiu patrolled below. If he saw a novel strategy, he would stop and ask a few questions. When passing by Li Chenlu, Zhu Wenli's sleeve robe accidentally brushed against the corner of her desk, and knocked one of her pens to the ground. The subtle sound of pen falling was clearly audible in the silent hall, Zhu Wenli noticed it, and subconsciously bent down to pick it up. It so happened that Li Chenlu also leaned over to pick it up, and a snow-white catkin hand almost collided with Zhu Wenli's fingertips. The two of them were startled at the same time, and quickly withdrew their hands, Li Chenlu's cheeks were already flushed. Seeing this charming female student with a sharp chin, Zhu Wenli was stunned for a moment, then he quickly straightened his expression, and said with a smile, "I'll do it." After finishing speaking, he leaned over and picked up the brush, and put it back on the on the pen stand. Li Chenlu lowered her head, her slender eyelashes fluttered, and knelt down to salute: "Student Li Chenlu, thank you, Your Royal Highness." Zhu Wenli nodded in response, Lian Rong continued on. Jiang Yan poked her cheek with the tip of a pen, and watched a good show behind. From the very beginning of her enrollment, she could see that Li Chenlu had a lot of scheming. Sure enough, she rushed to create opportunities before the prince married a wife and concubine. It's just that this trick that others can see through at a glance may not be very clever. Jiang Yan secretly smiled, raised the pen to moisten the ink, and continued to write. ?One hour passed in a blink of an eye, and the doctor and teaching assistants collected the papers one by one. In order to ensure fairness and justice, each article was wrapped with white paper to cover the name of the student who signed it, and it was handed over to Siye and the prince anonymously to judge whether it was good or bad. Reviewing more than a hundred articles one by one is not an easy task, and it is a long wait. Jiang Yan rubbed her sore neck and fell asleep. Just as he was bored, he suddenly heard Cen Siye cough dryly and said in a deep voice, "The top three have been selected." ? The exhausted Tai students instantly recharged their spirits and waited eagerly, guessing whose article would be rewarded by the future emperor. ?Yan Yan also sat up a little bit, cheered up and looked forward. Xun Siye used a paper knife to cut open the edge seal of an article, glanced at it, and read aloud: "Three Jia, "On the Rise and Fall" written by Cheng Wen." Huh? This new student from a poor family has some skills. Cheng Wen stepped forward to accept the prince's reward with a nervous face, and everyone looked at Cheng Wen very differently for a while. Xun Siye opened the second article. He was taken aback for a moment, then an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly: "Er Jia, "Tian Fu Lun" written by Fu Li." "" There was a dead silence all around, and disbelief was written on everyone's face, even Jiang Yan was no exception. She turned her head in surprise, and saw that Fu Li, who was seated next to him, suddenly raised his eyes to look at Xun Siye. He, who had always been in front of Mount Tai without changing his face, was stunned for a while, and then raised his eyebrows to accept his thanks. "Haha, Fu Li, your position as the leader has finally been taken away!" Above the chairman, Zhu Wenli couldn't hold back a hearty smile, bent down and patted Fu Li's shoulder, saying so. Fu Li didn't notice, accepted the reward, and when he returned to his seat, he lowered his eyelids and didn't even look at the reward, as if he was quite concerned about losing the first place. The mighty Mr. Fu was defeated and fled Maicheng. Zhu Wenli was very curious, showing a little impatience of a young man, and urged Xun Siye: "Xun Qing, quickly open the last one. I want to Let's see who is the one who can defeat the No. 1 Young Master Fu!" Jiang Yan was resting her chin to admire Fu Li's rare loneliness, especially when she thought of the superiority of this man who forced her to study ink for him two days ago, she was even more happy. Accidentally, the joy blossomed, and suddenly I heard the voice of Xun Siye from the front: "Yijia, Jiang Yan wrote "The Great Ming Dynasty's Political Achievement Verification Theory"." So, Jiang Yan stopped smiling. There was an astonishing silence all around again. For a moment, Jiang Yan's mind went blank for a moment, and then it was as if gongs and drums were blaring, firecrackers were ringing, and peach blossoms were blooming all over the sky I can't believe that her long-cherished wish came true at this moment. She really won Fu Li! She no longer succumbed to others, and did not have to rely on others. Thoughts were surging in Jiang Yan's heart, but there was no disturbance on her face. She stood up calmly against everyone's different eyes, and calmly received her gratitude. Zhu Wenli obviously didn't expect that such a unique and sophisticated theory was written by a female student. When he took a closer look, he saw that this woman had a beautiful face, fair complexion, eyes like black ink, and a gleam between her eyebrows. She is full of aura, and it is a face that makes it easy for people to overlook her talent. Zhu Wenli has seen many beauties, but none of them can give him a strong impact like Jiang Yan. That kind of impact does not come from the beauty of the appearance, but from the inner self-confidence and freedom. Her eyes are different from the beauty of ordinary women, but like a vast ocean. "Jiang Yan, whose family are you the daughter of?" Zhu Wenli watched her for a long time, and even unconsciously leaned slightly closer, asking. The summer wind rolled in through the curtain, blowing away the dullness and heat in the room. Jiang Yan raised her head slightly, and replied clearly: "Your Highness, the student is the daughter of Ningyang County Magistrate of Yanzhou Prefecture." "So it's you." Zhu Wenli showed a dazed expression, and repeated, "So it's you." Having said that, he thought of something, then turned his head to the eunuch and said: "Give her the Huizhou rosin ink I am used to, and an ivory paperweight." Jiang Yan saluted again to thank her, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised. She could feel Fu Li's gaze stabbing at her body for a moment, those eyes that were always cold and arrogant, finally showed unwillingness and fighting spirit today, exactly the same as her who used to be second. Fu Li stared at her, as inquisitive as when he first met her. Jiang Yan put Song Mo on the desk, and looked back at him calmly, as boldly as when he first met. When she was studying ink for Fu Li that day, she said: what she wants, one day she will get it by her own ability. It has nothing to do with Yuhuan, Laoshizi's Fu family. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Today I have something to delay the update, I'm really sorry~ But just count, the main storyline is coming, what you want to see most is (hehe) Thank you Baili for the cute red mine~ The nutrient solution fed by Yanzi, Dongniang, Jiujiuji and other cuties ~ Thank you for your comments! Love you Moe! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Fourteen ? Fu Li looked at Jiang Yan a little differently. When eating in the dining hall, Jiang Yan can feel a gaze cast from behind; when reading and practicing calligraphy in the library, there is also a gaze cast from the side; Reading, the white-clothed boy stood with his sword in his arms, his probing eyes cast through the cracks in the leaves and the moonlight. Fu Li paid close attention to her all the time, as if he got a new toy, but his eyes were no longer cold and arrogant, but with an elusive temperature. Jiang Yan occasionally noticed his search, looking back at the past, Fu Li would look away as if nothing had happened, and lowered his eyes to busy with the matter at hand. When she turned her head away, he continued to wait and see. In short, it is very disturbing. School was over that day, and Jiang Yan deliberately stayed until the end before leaving. Fu Li did not move, as if he was fighting an invisible struggle with her. In summer, the scorching sun is like fire, and the green shade outside the window is so dry that it loses moisture. The cicadas sing one after another, and the noise is long. The bamboo curtains hanging from all sides in the hall are like a barrier, shutting out all the sounds and heat waves, leaving only the refreshing shade. Anyway, the lecturers and teaching assistants have all left, and there is no one idle in the library. Jiang Yan propped her forehead with one hand, leaned on the desk, turned her head to look at Fu Li who was practicing calligraphy, and showed a pair of smiling eyes from behind the scroll. eye. The midsummer sun poured in through the gaps in the bamboo curtains, leaving a narrow streak of golden powder-like light in Fu Li's eyes. When he raised his eyes, the light penetrated into the bottom of his eyes, like the shadow of a deep moon in a cold pool. He was wearing a light and elegant summer Confucian uniform, but he couldn't hide the heroism in his eyes, like a young Confucian general. Jiang Yan broke the silence: "Does Mr. Fu have anything to say?" Fu Li's nib of Xingyun Liushui paused, leaving a ball of ink stains on the rice paper. This person is really awkward. Every time he has something to say, he is always reluctant to speak first. Jiang Yan held the scroll in her hand and tapped the tip of her nose, thinking: What's the use of just staring at me, could there be an answer on my face? Just as he was thinking, Fu Li put down his pen slowly, looked sideways at her for a moment, and asked, "What exactly did you write about that day?" Fu Li thought that "Tian Fu Lun" was not a failure, but for some reason, Jiang Yan, who had always been at a disadvantage, won the first prize. Jiang Yan replied: ""The Great Ming Dynasty Achievement Verification Theory"." "Of course I know what you're talking about." Fu Li put his hands on his knees, looked ahead and said, "I don't understand. Compared with the previous dynasty, the performance evaluation strategy of this dynasty is very perfect. I don't know what else to talk about." "Very perfect?" Jiang Yan giggled non-stop on the desk, her untied hair poured down her shoulders, flowing like a clear spring, making her even more beautiful. Such a woman, at first glance, will always be impressed by her overly delicate face and perverted temperament. It is inevitable that she will be branded as a 'beautiful woman', and Fu Li is no exception. But I don't know when it started, maybe when she practiced arrows until her hands were covered with scars, or maybe when she beat her for the first time, Fu Li's focus on her changed a little. Jiang Yan laughed unsteadily. Seeing Fu Li looking at her without saying a word, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked, "Do you know what is the standard for most of my performance appraisals for local officials?" Fu Li answered: "The Tang Dynasty used the 'four goodness' as the assessment standard, and emphasized the character and morality of officials. In our dynasty, we have improved, and we have made improvements based on the prosperity of the people and the abundance of grain depots, and we have paid attention to the actual achievements of officials." "That's right." Jiang Yan nodded, then turned her eyes, looked at Fu Li and said, "Then let me ask you, how can we count as the prosperity of the people and the abundance of grain depots?" "The people will not be displaced. The old have something to rely on, and the young have something to eat, which is called 'the people are rich'; a state capital with a grain tax of 80,000 shi a year, and a county with 30,000 shi are called 'grain depots are abundant'." Jiang Yan smiled: "Then do you know that every year during the autumn and winter assessments, how many state and county officials would not hesitate to mobilize government soldiers to drive away the beggars who were victims of the disaster in the city, and put these ragged, dying children in the cold and windy season?" The people from the city were driven out of the city and to neighboring counties, just to claim credit for their superiors by creating the illusion of 'the people are prosperous and prosperous and healthy'? In such a cold season, if there is heavy snowfall, the wilderness across the city will freeze to death How many people, and these, did the censor in charge of the assessment know? Even if they survived by chance, they will soon be assessed by a neighboring county, so these beggars and refugees will be driven out again." Fu Li was speechless. Jiang Yan said again: "Do you also know that the people's exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes are so heavy that they can fill the stomachs of corrupt officials and then fill the granary of the state government?" It was a lower world that Fu Li had never imagined. In the bottom world, tigers and wolves run rampant, human lives are like worthless things, and lowly people are like ants??He was silent for a while, and then asked: "If the tyranny is really fierce, why has no one reported it?" "The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Most of them died before they could make it through the long journey to report. Mr. Fu was born in an official and aristocratic family. There are few courts." Jiang Yan propped her forehead and said casually, "If it's about strategizing and balancing the court, I'm not as good as you; but when it comes to disaster relief and flood control in local and state capitals, you're not as good as me. I have never seen many silk jewels, fairy music, singing and dancing in Yingtian Mansion, Have you ever seen insects, ants, and grasshoppers coming like dark clouds during natural disasters? It¡¯s ridiculous that my father opened a warehouse every year to help the victims of disasters who fled from neighboring counties. He never drove them away, but suffered because of it. Ranked last." Fu Li straightened his back slightly, looking at her with more focused and deep eyes. After a long time, his pale lips parted slightly, and he asked calmly: "Most authorities like to whitewash the peace and don't listen to bad advice. If you expose the wound like this, aren't you afraid of bringing disaster to yourself?" "Afraid, who isn't afraid?" Jiang Yan chuckled, then squinted her smart eyes, and said slowly, "I observed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for a long time before writing, and I saw that he is humble, polite and a gentleman. He dared to write it. Furthermore, Li Chenlu used a beauty trick in the examination room, but the crown prince was not tricked, so it can be seen that he is not a fool." She can figure it out. Fu Li twitched the corner of his mouth, and before he could smile, he heard Jiang Yan quietly add: "Besides, if something really happened to me, wouldn't there still be the jade left by your grandfather?" Jiang Yan's original intention was to use the kindness of this piece of jade in exchange for her own safety, and it fell into Fu Li's ears, to the point where she felt a little pampered and coquettish, as if relying on her marriage contract with her, she could do whatever she wanted. It's not unscrupulous, it's within the range I can tolerate. Fu Li commented secretly in his heart, the eyes he looked at her were not as sharp as the vanguard. He was inexplicably happier, and he took up the pen and spread the paper to practice calligraphy again, and said in a low voice: "Are you so sure that I will protect you?" Hearing this, Jiang Yan felt a little strange, and thought: Father's debt should be paid by the son, and the kindness owed by your grandfather should be repaid by Fu Shoufu. What does it have to do with you, Fu Li? However, this thought only swirled in her mind once before it was forgotten by her. When she got excited, Jiang Yan joked unscrupulously: "If your Fu family doesn't agree to help me, I'll hug His Highness the Prince's thigh. Climbing up to him is much more useful than climbing up to your Fu family." Kacha¡ª¡ª Fu Li coldly pinched the pen in his hand, and the warmth that had finally gathered in his eyes dissipated completely. ? Jiang Yan was big-minded. Instead of being frightened, she asked in confusion, "Did Mr. Fu buy fakes? I saw that you broke several sticks recently. Pen¡­¡­" Before the words fell, Wei Jinghong abandoned the image of Mr. Pianpian and hurried over all the way, and said to Jiang Yan: "I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you still here? Hurry up and dress up, the eunuch in charge of the Eastern Palace has come to deliver the crown prince's order, call for a roll call Summon Jiang Yan!" "Summon me?" Jiang Yan pointed at herself with a look of astonishment. The sky was covered by clouds, and Fu Li's eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the shadows, turning into ice sculptures again. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Fu Li (looks at the prince coldly): Friend's wife, don't play! Prince (at a loss): what? whose wife? Thank you Wenquan for mine~ Thanks to cheryl, eating, eating, sleeping, Yanzi, Dongniang, frightened bird, etc. for feeding the nutrient solution ~ (remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter fifteen ? I heard that when my father was serving as the Minister of the Ministry of Officials in the court, the Jiang family lived in Yingtian Mansion briefly for two years, and then returned to Yanzhou after being demoted. At that time, Jiang Yan was only a two-year-old child, and I can't remember many things clearly. Perhaps my father once held her to relax outside the gate of the imperial city, but he never had the opportunity to step into the thick vermilion palace. Door. Entering the palace this time, it took more than half an hour just to change clothes, smell the fragrance, and tidy up. Because it was privately ordered by the Eastern Palace, Jiang Yan did not wear the simple and simple Confucian clothes she usually wears, but changed into a girlish attire, wearing a narrow-sleeved short jacket with dark stone green embroidered with silver flowers, and a pine-colored large pleated embroidered skirt , with long hair tied into a small bun, and behind the bun is an elegant etiquette ribbon with moon-white patterns. There was a gentle breeze, and she stood facing the afternoon sun, she was beautiful and elegant. Xue Wanqing stood outside the dormitory door and scolded her again: "The country girl is really ignorant, but she was just seen by the prince's cousin once, so she made her head like this." ?Besides, Li Chenlu remained silent, presumably because Jiang Yan snatched the favor of the prince, and felt unwilling. Ruan Yu bent down to straighten Jiang Yan's skirt, and whispered: "Don't pay attention to her." Then she looked at the half jade ring around Jiang Yan's waist for a long time, frowned and thought, "Ayan, you go to meet His Highness the Crown Prince. Is it wrong to wear this half piece of remnant jade?" The place where the jade is broken has sharp edges and corners, and it is irregular. It is indeed a bit rude to wear it into the palace. Jiang Yan thought for a while, then said: "That's right, just take it off." Ruan Yu did as he said. Afraid that this important jade would be lost in the house, he tied a gold tassel rope and hung it around Jiang Yan's neck, stuffed it into her skirt to cover it up. After going out the door, the heat wave and the cicadas slammed, Jiang Yan let out a hot breath, and then walked through the corridor of the dormitory against the scorching sun in the afternoon, passed the water pavilion in the atrium, and met Fu Lihe next to the bamboo pavilion in the front yard Wei Jinghong. The two teenagers probably came back from throwing pots and playing, holding bamboo arrows and thin-necked porcelain bottles in their hands. When they saw Jiang Yan, Fu Li stopped involuntarily, and stared at the oncoming Jiang with his transparent eyes under the sun. Yan. Her makeup today is different from that of the past, she is extraordinarily delicate and charming, more dazzling than the sun. Wei Jinghong's eyes widened even more exaggeratedly, and he covered his brows with an awning, and joked to Fuli: "The prince is not yet married, and this time I have to see her alone, the empress must be in charge. In my opinion, If you don't take any action, the little wife who came to your door will be intercepted by the prince." The crape myrtle flowers were swaying on the branches, and Jiang Yan, who was opposite, smiled lightly at the teenagers, and then passed by. Only a strand of hair fluttering in the wind arced across the air and brushed against Fu Li's shoulder. All of a sudden, Fu Li frowned, and his lips tightened even more. Jiang Yan walked lightly, and there was no sound of broken jade around her waist when she moved in the past. This subtle difference did not escape Fu Li's eyes. Today, Jiang Yan did not wear the Fu family's jade ring. For some reason, Fu Li couldn't help recalling Jiang Yan's words about "holding the prince's thigh" in Yuguan school just now, and felt inexplicably depressed. Gritting his teeth for a long time, he finally sneered coldly and said, "Wouldn't it be better? She and I both got what we wanted." "You are always so duplicity." Wei Jinghong shook his head and looked at Fu Li with a kind of insightful eyes, "If you really avoid her like a snake, why do you often look at her distractedly recently? Glue eyes to her?" Fu Li sneered: "Nonsense." Wei Jinghong continued: "If you really don't care about her, how could you be so chaotic after learning that the crown prince ordered her to enter the palace, so that even the simple game of throwing pots is frequently missed, and you lost to me?" The surrounding area was suddenly quiet, and even the air seemed to freeze into frost. Fu Li turned around coldly, slapped the bamboo arrow in Wei Jinghong's arms, and stopped his chattering words. His eyes were deep and cold, as if they were out of tune with the surrounding sunlight, but his complexion became more and more calm. This person's rage is always hidden under the calm. Wei Jinghong knew that he was angry, so he smiled and said nothing, and hugged the arrow in his arms tightly. "My resolve will not be changed by anyone." Fu Li said as he walked away. That firm tone seemed to be convincing himself rather than convincing others. "Alas." Wei Jinghong sighed sadly like an old father for some reason. In the afternoon, the heat subsided a lot, Jiang Yan bumped in the sedan chair for a while before arriving at Zhengyang Gate, after passing Zhengyang Gate, there was already a big palace lady waiting at Hongwu Gate. Jiang Yan got out of the car and walked, following the clever lady in Tsing Yi, detoured from Chang'an Avenue to Chengtian Gate. The glazed tiles reflect the bright light in the sun, and the palaces with carved beams and painted buildings and resplendent and magnificent towering toweringly.??, the more solemn and indescribable, from Chengtianmen, bypassing many gardens, pavilions, pavilions, and palaces, you can see a high wall standing in front of you, a vermilion gate hangs a plaque, and several gold-plated plaques written "Wenhuamen" are written on it. large characters. Inside the Wenhua Gate, there must be the Wenhua Hall where the prince studied and governed. Sure enough, the Grand Palace Maid led Jiang Yan into the door and asked him to wait in the corridor outside the hall, bowed and said: "Please wait a moment, my lady, I will go in and ask His Highness and Empress for instructions." Jiang Yan nodded. After the little lady-in-waiting had entered, she quietly raised her eyes to look around. The guards in sharp armor were all around the palace, and the beautiful ladies of the palace walked by neatly holding various objects. Extravagancebeautiful is beautiful, but lifeless, more depressing than Guozijian. There was a slight sound of footsteps in the hall, Jiang Yan hurriedly bowed her head and stood up, then saw the big palace maid who had brought her in earlier said: "Your Majesty and His Royal Highness have been waiting for a long time, please come with your servants." ?Stepping over the outer room and opening the emerald bead curtain, you can see the first-class incense rising from the animal head furnace, which is refreshing. There is a desk by the window, the afternoon sun shines through the grille, leaving mottled shadows on the desk, the queen and the prince are sitting on one side of the desk, as if they are playing chess. Seeing Jiang Yan coming in, the two looked up at the same time. Jiang Yan was almost dazzled by the pearl hairpin on the queen's head. There was a flash of light in the prince's eyes, and he unconsciously leaned forward slightly. The queen smiled lightly, put the black stone she was twisting with her fingertips into the chess box, and said with a slight tilt: "You are here." "Student Jiang Yan kowtowed to the empress and His Highness the Crown Prince." She folded her hands in front of her forehead, bowed her head and knelt down, and bowed with her palms on the ground, and then said clearly, "Your Majesty, my highness is safe." "That's right. It's rare for an ordinary person not to be nervous when they meet with me." Empress Zhang smiled approvingly, and ordered the palace lady, "Give me a seat." Jiang Yan kowtowed again before getting up and sitting down next to the edge of the embroidered stool. The atmosphere here was so quiet and solemn that she unconsciously held her breath and didn't dare to go beyond it. "You don't have to be cautious. This morning, the prince talked with me about your strategy, which aroused my heart, so I called you here on a whim." Then, the queen ordered someone to cancel the unfinished game of Go, and presented ginger The original manuscript of the article written by Yan Nari. Jiang Yan didn't know that the prince had brought her article into the palace, she was surprised, but she said calmly: "The students are ignorant, and their clumsy works, I dare not explain them to my mother." "You are very similar to your father, both are unconventional talents, but your father is not as good at talking as you. He is full of talent, but also full of spikes. He offended many people, otherwise he wouldn't have been relegated early. The fate of the country." Seemingly lost in memory, the queen was in a trance for a while, and then sighed, "Now that I think about it, the court really needs someone like Jiang Shilang who dares to push the old and bring forth the new, and speaks out. In the deep palace, it¡¯s like looking at the sky from a well. The outside situation can only be glimpsed from a memorial presented by the inspector censor. If I hadn¡¯t read your article, I would really think that the world is full of peace and prosperity.¡± "The empress is conscientious and conscientious, and all the ministers can see it. There is no need to be sad about the past." Zhu Wenli comforted the empress with a gentle voice, then turned to look at Jiang Yan, the admiration in his eyes was obvious, and he said clearly, "Jiang Yan, you are a girl If you dare to write about such a sharp topic, aren't you afraid of death?" This question is exactly the same as what Fu Li asked. Jiang Yan was startled, then raised the corner of her mouth, and said the same words: "I'm afraid." "Don't worry, you won't die." Zhu Wenli smiled, "It's not easy to change the court regulations. Whether it will be successful or not is unknown, so naturally you won't be implicated." Of course. Even if the regulations are changed, the queen will not confess that the incident was caused by a teenage girl, otherwise she may die forcibly before the regulations for the reform are issued. Although she knew it in her heart, Jiang Yan still had to put on a show of gratitude: "Thank you for your empress and Dian ¡õ ¡õ shirt, the students are very grateful." Zhu Wenli waved his hand, the more he looked at her, the more interesting he felt. Suddenly, the queen asked: "For more than ten years, your father's food storage in Ningyang County has been empty every year, so the assessment has always been at the bottom. It must be because he did not want to join forces and cheat, so he was buried here." ?Besides, Zhu Wenli said under Jiang Yan's astonished gaze: "What if my mother and I intend to call your father back to court?" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Prince (rubbing hands excitedly): I want to make friends with Jiang Yan! Fu Li (drawing his sword coldly): No, you don't want to. Thank you 25500087 for the cute mine~Thank you Yanzi and Dongniang for feeding the nutrient solution~Happy New Year everyone! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Sixteen ? In the bitter summer season, the scorching sun has been exposed to the sun for more than half a month, making the ground turn white. The past two days have been rare and cool, the wind is a bit dull, and it looks like it's going to rain. There is a small school ground in the west corner of the East Palace, which is the place where swordsmanship and archery are taught, and art of war is explained. Today, it is the Lunar New Year holiday once a month, and Fu Li is also here. "Since you were sent to the Imperial College by Fu Shoufu, it has become more and more difficult for me to see you." Zhu Wenli, dressed in a vermilion riding and shooting martial arts robe, pulled out his sword an inch, and the cold blade reflected his thick black eyebrows and eyes , casually said, "Brother Dahuang is a concubine, ten years older than me, and we don't meet twice a year. Brother Erhuang is addicted to pleasure, and I don't have much to talk about with me on weekdays. Only when you come, can I find you. Have some fun." ?Besides, Fu Li was dressed in a crimson purple martial robe, which made his face even more handsome. He leaned against the fence of the school grounds and wiped his sword. After a long time, he said: "When you become an emperor, you will only see the country and no self in your heart, and you will be even more lonely." Zhu Wenli closed his sword and said with a smile: "Don't you still have you. From now on, I will be the king and you will be the minister. After three years of scientific examination, you will enter the palace to assist me." Fu Li wiped the blade of the sword with a cotton cloth in his hand, and said without thinking, "I won't take part in the scientific examination." Zhu Wenli seemed to have expected him to say this, and he was not surprised on his face. He only reminded him: "Isn't Fu Shoufu strongly opposed to your joining the martial arts?" After a pause, he said, "Actually, I can understand Your father's concerns. The Fu family is already the head of civil servants, if the son becomes a general again, there will inevitably be suspicions of usurping power." Fu Li raised his eyes from behind Jianfeng, and said calmly: "I have a path I want to take." He clearly planned his life without any hesitation or compromise. This is what Zhu Wenli admired most about Fu Li. Thinking of this, Zhu Wenli walked over and patted Fu Li on the shoulder. The young Prince Chu smiled with gentle eyebrows, and said approvingly: "That's good. There are too many literati in the court who can only talk and shake their lips. What is lacking most is a general of tigers and wolves who can keep a safe place. In the future, you will guard me." , I am more at ease." For some reason, the topic came back to the Imperial College. Recalling the previous exam, Zhu Wenli blurted out: "This year the Imperial College is very different, and there are many talented people. When you accompanied me to study in the past, the Tai Tuo always only praised you. I never thought you'd lose to a girl, such an interesting girl." The dark clouds covered the sun, and the wind blew up on the plains. Zhu Wenli couldn't help laughing, with a gleam in his eyes, and then said, "Jiang Yan is rare in appearance, but also beautiful in heart. She is really a treasure." Fu Li paused for wiping his sword. He and Zhu Wenli have known each other since they were young, and they have been in love for ten years. With the blink of an eye, he knows what the other party is thinking. Putting the sword back into its sheath, Fu Li squinted his eyes and said with displeasure, "Let's compare swords." The topic changed suddenly, Zhu Wenli was stunned for a while before he realized it, and said happily: "It's just what I want, my hands have been itchy for a long time, and there is no one in the palace who can fight." "Because you are the prince's honor, they are just showing mercy." Fu Li told the truth, and then stood up with his sword in his hand, assuming a posture of preparing for battle. He was wearing a purple robe and soap boots, and the hair hanging behind his ears fluttered slightly in the wind. He stared at Zhu Wenli and said in a deep voice, "Old rules, the loser promises the winner one thing." "Okay! If you lose, I'll let you wear a maid's skirt and go back to the Imperial College!" Zhu Wenli shouted softly, and drew his sword to stab. Zheng¡ª¡ª The long sword was unsheathed, and there was the sound of a dragon chant. Fu Li lightly blocked Zhu Wenli's first move, and hummed, "The servant taught you how to ride and shoot, and it's getting more and more watery." The blades collided, and powerful energy surged along the blade, making Zhu Wenli's mouth go numb from the shock, and he almost wanted to let go of the weapon! Zhu Wenli took two steps back and stood firm. The bloody young man was aroused to fight, he adjusted his posture and slashed across, Fu Li turned around to avoid it. Seeing the opponent's gap, Zhu Wenli swiped with his short body and crossed his legs, focusing on Fu Li's unsteady foot, trying to take the opportunity to knock him to the ground. Unexpectedly, Fu Li's reaction was astonishing. With a kite propped on the ground by his sword, he turned over and stood firm, then raised his left foot and stepped on Zhu Wenli's sweeping leg and nailed him to the ground, making him unable to move. Zhu Wenli gritted his teeth, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he was about to struggle when a long sword of autumn water came across, the tip of the sword was only an inch away from the tip of his nose. Fu Lisong put his sword back, looked down at Zhu Wenli against the light, and said, "Your Highness has lost." Unexpectedly defeated so quickly, Zhu Wenli looked at a clear shoe print on his leg, a little embarrassed, and gasped: "Presumptuous!" Fu Li stood with his sword in his arms, slightly raised his chin: "In the arena, there is only winner and loser, and there is no distinction between ruler and minister. This is what His Highness said personally." Zhu Wenli was speechless to refute. After a while, he raised his hand and patted the shoe prints on his legs, and said discouragedly: "Forget it, as the prince, I should put benevolence and morality as the most important thing, martial arts are just a pastime, It¡¯s not a shame to lose to you Say, what do you want me to do? " When no one else was around, Fu Li and Zhu Wenli were like brothers and close friends, and their words were much more straightforward. He looked up at Zhu Wenli, and said bluntly, "Stay away from Jiang Yan, she is not as simple as you imagined." For a moment, Zhu Wenli's expression was a little complicated. He didn't expect Fu Li to say such a sentence, and he didn't expect that Fu Li, who was always cold and proud, would speak to him for a girl. Intuitively there must be something inside this matter. The sweltering wind swept over the ground, and the lower garments of the teenagers rustled. Zhu Wenli slowly stood up straight, his gentle and bright brows were frowned, as if he was quite puzzled and embarrassed. He rolled his Adam's apple a few times, and Fang was slightly puzzled, "What aspect do you mean by 'not simple'?" Fu Li didn't answer directly, but asked instead: "You want to see Jiang Yan, because you want to marry the Jiang family in Qin and Jin Dynasties?" "This is something you can intervene in? Fu Li, you are getting bolder and dare to intervene in my private affairs." The words were a bit harsh, but Zhu Wenli's face was still calm and gentle, and there was no anger. After a long time, he put the sword on the stone table and said in a compromised way, "My fair lady, a gentleman is very good. Why not?" "What if she already has a marriage contract?" "who?" "I." "" The clouds covered it, and the surroundings were quiet. After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Wenli opened his mouth, sneered in a concealed manner, and asked, "Are you joking?" "I never joke." Fu Li said in a soft but serious voice, turning his head to look at the cornices of the pavilion in the distance, "I don't want you to get into trouble because of her." Zhu Wenli was rarely in a daze, and didn't know what to say for a while. He sighed, and looked side by side with Fu Li at the distant eaves, and asked, "You want to marry her?" As soon as the words came out, he seemed to think of something, with obvious melancholy in his tone, "I can't blame my mother for having intentions Mr. Dingguo always politely refuses to match you with Cousin Wanqing." "The Jiang family has a kindness to the Fu family, so grandfather made this agreement." Fu Li said these words smoothly, as if stating an unchangeable fact, and it was rare that he did not feel disgust or resistance. "Duke Dingguo's baby kiss for you?" Zhu Wenli seemed to see a glimmer of hope, turned his head to look at Fu Li's cold side face and said, "Aren't you the most disgusted by elders interfering in your life affairs? The old man forced it for you You won't like the engagement, right? If so, don't force yourself, maybe I" "It's getting late, I'm leaving." Fu Li obviously didn't want to continue this topic, clasped his fists and said 'retire', then turned and left. Zhu Wenli looked up at the sky, it was not yet noon, why did he say 'it's too late'? He stood alone for a while, looking at Fu Li's back, with a look of struggle in his eyes, like clouds in the sky that linger for a long time. On the other side, Fu Li quickly turned around the palace wall and stopped suddenly. What am I doing? He questioned himself: Why did he confess to the prince about his marriage contract with Jiang Yan? But if Jiang Yanzhen abandons him and chooses the crown prince, how can the Fu family save face? Yes, even if the engagement is to be retired, the Fu family should retire first. Fu Li struggled for a long time before he came up with this clumsy reason to comfort himself. At night, it really was a squall, with thunder and lightning. In the early morning of the second day, the rain stopped, but the ground was still a little wet. There were puddles and puddles on the bluestone bricks, reflecting the clouds in the sky and the shadows of remaining flowers. Since being punished by Cen Siye to face the wall last time, Jiang Yan didn't dare to go to the Goulan to listen to stories, but found a new place to go to a tea shop to listen to stories from people in the market. On this day, Jiang Yan got up early in the morning, tied up her long hair with a wooden hairpin, still dressed as a plain boy, and planned to sneak out to drink tea and listen to books on the last day. Unexpectedly, when he went out happily, he ran into Cen Siye and Fu Li at the door. "Since you are going to help him, you will also send the old man's small gift along with it. That child is a poor man, and after so many years, I don't know how Miss Qiao's illness has become." Cen Siye sighed, with a rare gentle face. At the door, Fu Li was dressed in a sandalwood round neck uniform, took the money bag from Cen Siye with both hands, lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "Your wishes, the student must pass on to the Cheng family. It's just that his family has a female family member, so it's not convenient for the student to come in." Condolences, I don¡¯t know how sick I am.¡± Cen Siye said: "Oh, it's a pity that neither the old couple nor their daughters are in Yingtian Mansion, otherwise the family members must go to help them." Hearing that the corner of the wall is not the work of a gentleman, Jiang Yan planned to go out by the west gate, so as not to be interrogated and endorsed by Cen Siye after bumping into Cen Siye. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, Cen Siye saw her sharply, and called out in a deep voice: "Jiang Yan, you came just in time." Jiang Yan's back froze, suddenly feeling bad. Sure enough, Cen Siye's hoarse voice came dryly: "If you have nothing to do, then go to Yuan'an Lane in the western suburbs with Fu Li to comfort Cheng Wen's sick sister and mother." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Fu Li (secretly happy): Is this a date? Thank you, Ah Fei, for the second update today~ Thank you "", Xiamen Girl, Dongniang and other cuties for the nutrient solution~ Today I found that there are a lot more nutrient solutions and comments, happy fried chicken! ! ! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com), Cen Siye's hoarse voice came dryly: "If you have nothing to do, then go to Yuan'an Lane in the western suburbs with Fu Li to comfort Cheng Wen's sister and mother who are sick in bed." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Fu Li (secretly happy): Is this a date? Thank you, Ah Fei, for the second update today~ Thank you "", Xiamen Girl, Dongniang and other cuties for the nutrient solution~ Today I found that there are a lot more nutrient solutions and comments, happy fried chicken! ! ! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Seventeen ? ?Guozijian, as the highest institution of higher learning, has always been lenient to students. In addition to the uniform distribution of seasonal clothes, shoes and hats every year, if students are in a hurry to return home to visit relatives or have weddings and funerals, they will also provide certain subsidies. Jiang Yan had heard a little about Cheng Wen's family background. He was born in a poor family, lost his father, and his younger sister was sick all year round, relying on his old mother's weaving and washing to eke out a living. Fortunately, he himself is extremely diligent and hard-working, and has a good reputation, so the officials cherished his talent, exempted him from the ritual of confinement, and entered him into the Imperial Academy. In a remote and deep alley on the outskirts of the city, the decayed brick walls are in a mess and collapsed. There is a human-made path among the wild moss and weeds, leading directly to a small courtyard surrounded by old fences. In the courtyard, there are three or two crooked adobe brick houses. , without tiles, the roof is covered with thatch and reed mats to shelter from wind and rain. But after a violent storm last night, the roof of Cheng's house was in a mess, with thatch flying around, exposing the bare roof beams, despite the accumulated rain. If he hadn't seen Cheng Wen moving the ladder and repairing the roof, Jiang Yan would almost have thought it was an uninhabited haunted house. "This is the Cheng family?" Jiang Yan stood outside the fence and looked around. A grass chicken that was soaked in rain squatted on the yellowed fence, tilting its head and staring at her. Just now on the way here, Jiang Yan could still tease Fu Li with ease, but now that she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't laugh anymore. Since leaving Ningyang County and entering Yingtian Mansion, she has not seen such a desolate family for a long time. "Go in and tell me." Fu Li was dressed in an exquisite and luxurious sandalwood robe, which was incompatible with the dilapidated and desolate surroundings, but he didn't feel any disgust at all, and knocked on the old wooden door with mottled paint with ease, obviously not the first time. Come here once. A gust of wind blew, and a corner of the broken and faded portrait of the door god on the door peeled off, shaking off scraps of paper. Cheng Wen, who was repairing the roof, heard the movement, hurried down to open the door, and saw Fu Li, his delicate face was full of surprise: "Mr. Fu, why are you here?" Before he finished speaking, he saw Fu Li behind him. Jiang Yan was even more surprised, and hurriedly saluted, "Ms. Jiang." Cheng Wen held his sleeves that were patched deeply and lightly, his hands were covered with black ash and mud, and even his face was stained, looking very embarrassed. He himself probably noticed the impoliteness, and quietly raised his arm to wipe the stains on his face, smiling embarrassedly. Jiang Yan returned the salute to him and explained, "We were ordered by Si Ye to visit your sister and mother. Because they are female relatives, it is inconvenient for Mr. Fu to offer condolences, so he asked me to come with you." Cheng Wen hurriedly invited them into the yard. Fu Li said to Jiang Yan: "Her sister is inside, it's not convenient for outside men to enter, so I'll just wait outside the courtyard." Jiang Yan nodded, and took the package of ginseng herbs from Fu Li, which was still warm from him, and a money bag, which contained a little money from the Fu family and Cen Siye. Cheng Wen hurriedly moved the bamboo chair out, wiped it carefully with a cotton cloth, raised his head and said to Fu Li: "Please sit down, sir." Then he turned his head and shouted into the dilapidated paper window, "Mother, there is a distinguished guest here." Already!" There was a cough in the room, and then, a hunchbacked woman with gray and dry hair in a bun slowly came out while leaning on the wall, and said in a muffled voice, "Who is it?" The Cheng family's mistress obviously recognized Fu Li, and she said gratefully, "" The eldest son is here again, I'm so sorry! Say hello to Mr. Fu for me." Then seeing Jiang Yan, Cheng's mother squinted her wrinkled eyelids, and said in a low voice, "The old lady's eyes are dazzled, and she doesn't recognize anyone. Yuan Liang, who is this handsome little brother?" Jiang Yan hurriedly said: "Grandma, my surname is Jiang, and my name is Jiang Yan. I am a classmate of Mr. Cheng." Cheng's mother was even more surprised: "Ah, even the voice is so clear and sweet, like a girl's house." Today, Jiang Yan is dressed as a teenager, no wonder Cheng's mother, who is old and dim-eyed, mistook her. Jiang Yan burst out laughing, and said crisply: "Grandma, I'm just a girl." "Ah ah? Girl? How could a girl become Yuan Liang's classmate?" Cheng's mother was surprised, and looked Jiang Yan up and down, "Can girls go to school too?" "Grandma, it's cold and wet outside, let's go in and talk." Jiang Yan stepped forward, helping Cheng's mother, who was coughing, to go in. Before entering, she turned her head and glanced, and saw Fu Li standing in the courtyard chatting with Cheng Wen, so she left him alone. It was only after entering the door that the Cheng family's situation was far worse than what they saw from the outside. There were more than a dozen leaks in the house. On the ground, on the table, on the chairs, and by the windows, pots and pans with gaps were placed everywhere to catch the rainwater leaking from the roof. The less wet scrolls, most of which were handwritten notes, filled the entire room with dense objects. The light was extremely dim, accompanied by an unpleasant damp smell, and there was almost no place to stand. Cheng's mother was very guilty, while talking about the poverty of the family and the poor hospitality.?Not coming back. This monster with a super memory! But she couldn't remember a word she said casually, but Fu Li could remember the time and scene clearly. "Is there? I don't remember." Jiang Yan put down the jade ring, rubbed the tip of her nose and changed the topic, "I'm so hungry, are you hungry" Before he finished speaking, Fu Li's face turned cold, and he stared at Jiang Yan sharply. Jiang Yan had never seen him show such a terrifying expression, as if the aura was fully opened, and the piercing gaze made people breathless. What's wrong? Could it be that he was angry because he denied it? In a daze, Fu Li shot out suddenly, but his long arm crossed her face, grabbed the shoulder of a man who was slipping away quickly, and pushed him hard against the bluestone wall beside him. The man who was suddenly caught howled in pain, turned around and struggled endlessly. What's going on here? ! Jiang Yan was confused by the scene in front of her, and asked blankly: "Fu Li, what's wrong?" "Give it back to her." Fu Li's voice was deep, but he said it to the man. "Give her back what? Beating people in broad daylight, there is no law!" The rat-whiskered man in his thirties rolled his eyes wildly, obviously guilty of guilt, and yelled with mung bean eyes. The crowd of onlookers quickly gathered around, pointing and pointing as if they were watching the excitement. Fu Li lost his patience, ignored everyone's eyes, and simply grabbed the rat-bearded man's neck with one hand, his voice became a few degrees colder, and said word by word: "Give her back the jade ring you stole!" Jiang Yan was stunned, as if enlightened, she subconsciously touched her waist Sure enough, the place was empty, and Yuhuan was stolen at some point! ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù River God: Dear Mr. Fu, do you want this gold ring, or this silver ring, or this jade ring? Fu Li: I want Ayan. Thank you Bailiduluhong and mtdgpgldmw for mine~ Thank you Luoyan Wusheng, Dahong, Lemon Bumeng, Xuelibuli and other cuties for the nutrient solution~ I think I am not short today, and I deserve praise~ Haha! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Eighteen ? The man's throat was strangled, and his thin face flushed red. Seeing that Fu Li was not a good stubbler, he succumbed to the situation and struggled to get out half of the jade ring from his bosom, which happened to be the half that Jiang Yan lost. Trembling, the man handed out the jade ring, and panted with his mouth open: "The villain has eyes I don't know Taishan, I collided I collided with the nobleman, please spare my life! Spare me!" "What a thief, how dare you cut locks in the daytime." Jiang Yan snatched the jade ring, patted the jade body as if she was about to wipe off some dirt, and hummed, "The emperor's feet are criminals. Just wait for the prison meal." Not long after the words fell, the patrolling censor came to hear the news, and the crowd of onlookers told the situation one by one. Naturally, the Xuncheng Yushi would not refuse the merit of being delivered to the door, and immediately ordered someone to take the habitual thief away. The crowd of onlookers dispersed, Jiang Yan walked slowly, looked at the lost Yuhuan and said, "Fortunately, Mr. Fu is here! Otherwise, if such an important item is lost, how can I be worthy of the old Duke's kindness? It's just that." It's a pity that the beautiful twisted golden silk and green tassel rope was cut by the thief." Just now Fu Li squeezed the man's sweaty neck, and was wiping his hands with a handkerchief with disgust on his face. Hearing this, he glanced at Jiang Yan, and said meaningfully: "I helped you again." He used the word 'again'. It was only then that Jiang Yan remembered that Xue Rui had pestered her before, and that Fu Li had helped her once. Can't help but wonder: This person is really a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted person, and he is not as annoying as when we first met. Jiang Yan put her hands behind her back, walked backwards, looked at Fu Li and said with a smile, "Why don't I treat you to lunch?" There is light in her eyes and a wide smile. Fu Li glanced at her empty waist, and snorted, "You're too shy, how can you invite me?" Jiang Yan choked, and patted the empty purse in her arms, "How do you know I have no money?" "If you have money, that person should steal your purse, not the worthless remnants of jade." Fu Li put it bluntly, and then asked, "You gave your monthly money to the Cheng family?" Jiang Yan nodded and replied: "So what? Are you only allowed to help your classmates, and I am not allowed to be a good person?" I'm too busy to take care of myself, and I'm still kind. Fu Li was silent for a while, and asked uncomfortably, "How much is your monthly salary?" She donated all the money this time, and she wondered if she would starve to death. As Fu Li thought about it, a picture automatically appeared in his mind: On the streets of Yingtianfu where people come and go, Jiang Yan huddled in a corner with thin clothes, looking eagerly at the steaming heat in the distance. The mutton head, sauced beef, Jinyu soup, three delicacies I sang empty city tricks in my belly, but I couldn't even get a copper coin. It's really pitiful. No way. How can the woman who made a marriage contract with the Fu family be so down and out? Thinking of this, Fu Li opened his mouth, and before he could say, "I can help you for the sake of being a classmate", Jiang Yan in front of him smiled and said, "Shixian Taibai Zeng Yun' I was born with my talents. It will be useful, and it will come back when all the gold and silver are gone', since I am a natural talent, once the gold and silver are gone, I will find it again one day!" The clouds parted and the sky burst into light, and the puddles on the Qingshi Road reflected Jiang Yan's graceful figure, like a mirror flower in the moon and water, with a misty beauty. There was a momentary blankness in Fu Li's mind, as if the surrounding streets were far away and the crowd was dim, only her confident and smiling face was so clear. Fu Li's eyes moved slightly, he tilted his head and scoffed, "Arrogance." Jiang Yan replied bluntly: "Each each other." Having said that, Jiang Yan does not have any more change. Although she is the daughter of a seventh-rank magistrate, her father often donates to the poor, and her family is not well-off. This time she came to Yingtian Mansion to study, and she spent only one tael of silver per month, which is not as good as the monthly money of a school boy or maidservant in a rich family. It's not that Jiang Zhixian is reluctant to give more to his daughter, but that Jiang Yan loves her parents and insists on halving her monthly money. Jiang Yan is clever, and the monthly money of this tael of silver can still make a living in Yingtian Mansion. For example, go to Wangchun Tower to write love poems for singing girls and dancers, mix some high-quality tea and food, and listen to several stories, eat and play, and you don¡¯t need to spend any money. How happy it is. After being punished by Cen Siye, she no longer dared to go. At this moment, Jiang Yan was only focused on arguing with Fu Li, and bumped into a shopkeeper without checking. The salesman was tall and strong, and he took a step back and stood firm, but Jiang Yan was bumped and staggered. Before Fu Li could react, his body had already moved a step ahead, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to support her back, stabilizing her body shape. When Jiang Yan's back was supported by someone, she was stunned for a moment, she looked back, and saw the worry in Fu Li's eyes that had not yet restrained in the future. In just a moment, the feeling sank into the eyes, and the ancient well was restored. "Look at the road." FuLi withdrew his hand, turned his head to look at the booth at one side, his voice was cold. Jiang Yan straightened her sleeves and bowed to the peddler who was hit: "Sorry." The shopkeeper grinned his white teeth, and said in Mandarin: "Meeting is fate, Xiao Lang, let's buy something to eat and play!" This young man can do business, but Jiang Yan has just helped the Cheng family, so he really can't come up with any copper coins. Just as he was about to refuse with a smile, he saw a slender hand stretched out from behind, with a sandalwood sleeve and a black wrist guard. His white and powerful fist was loosened, and two copper plates clanged and landed on the container carried by the salesman. The distance was so close that Jiang Yan could see the slightly raised veins on the back of his hand. "A bunch of candied haws." Behind him came Fu Li's cold voice. "Hey, that's good!" The shopkeeper smiled happily, and took out a candied hawthorn hawthorn from the row on the counter and handed it to Fu Li, "Here's the biggest one for you, I hope the honorable guest wins the prize and finds a beautiful woman soon." Fu Li stood still and only glanced at Jiang Yan. The shopkeeper immediately understood, and passed the candied haws to Jiang Yan: "Xiao Langjun, here you are." "Me?" Jiang Yan was quite surprised, and turned to look at Fu Li, seeing his acquiescence, took the candied haws with a puzzled expression, and smiled at the shopkeeper, "Thank you." The bright red candied haws, like a string of red lanterns, are dotted with fried sesame seeds, quite attractive. Jiang Yan was a little uncertain what Fu Li meant, so she held up a candied haws and asked him, "Aren't you going to eat it?" Fu Li glanced at the candied haws and said, "It's for you." Jiang Yan looked a little weird for a while, squinting his eyes and asked him: "So, I owe you another favor?" Fu Li passed her by, still a little cold and a little arrogant: "It's good that you know." Jiang Yan took a bite, squinted her eyes and smashed the sweet and sour taste on the tip of her tongue, and said slowly: "Actually, there is a hawthorn tree in the backyard of my home in Ningyang County. My mother makes a lot of candied haws or hawthorn cakes every year. Children like it." I'm tired of eating snacks." "" In front of him, someone who loved candied haws since childhood turned dark. Fu Li likes sweet and sour, and especially loves candied haws, until one time he was caught by Fu Shoufu because of his gluttony, and he was punished to kneel for a whole day with the sage's book on his face. "A man of seven feet, don't lose your mind by playing with things!" Fu Shoufu's admonition is still in my ears. Later, Fu Li quit sugar, learned to restrain and forbear, play as much as possible, never like anything too much, and live a hard life. With a cold face and a cold heart. Restraint can only cover up desire, but it cannot eliminate nature. For example, when he met candied haws at this time, he was still happy in his heart, so Xi Jiangyan could taste the sweetness for him and bear his joy¡ªalthough he didn't know the reason for this strange wish. But Jiang Yan said that she didn't like it, that she was tired of eating it. How could she get tired of such a good thing? The mood is a little inexplicably bad. There was an endless stream of pedestrians, Jiang Yan didn't notice Fu Li's small loss. She followed behind him, with one hand behind her, and the other shaking the candied haws that lacked a tooth mark, teasingly said: "I owe you so much, do you want me" She paused, but Fu Li in front of her stopped, waiting for her to complete the second half of the sentence. "Want this half of my jade?" Jiang Yan asked with a smile. As if this answer was not satisfactory, Fu Li snorted as an answer. "Then I'll give it to you." Jiang Yan simply took out from her bosom the half piece of broken jade that had been cut off from the tassel rope, and handed it to Fu Li, "I'll save you from always worrying about the Jiang family blackmailing you." The surroundings seemed to be silent for a moment. Fu Li stopped abruptly, turned around and stared at the jade in her hand. After a long time, he moved his eyes to Jiang Yan's face, trying to discern a trace of jokes from it, and asked, "Are you serious?" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Jiang Yan: "I owe you so much, do you want me" Fu Li automatically completed the second half of the sentence for her in his heart:a promise with my body! ! ! ! I have seen it coming here, if you like this article, please bookmark it ~ pen refill! ps: Tomorrow I will be driving back to my hometown to celebrate the New Year, and the update may be delayed, so I will take a day off, and everyone will come to see me the day after tomorrow~ ok! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Nineteen ? Fu Li had thought countless times to take back half of the Jiang family's jade and break free from all the shackles that his elders had tailored for him, including the marriage contract. But at this time, Jiang Yan handed over the Canyu he had wanted for a long time, but he unexpectedly found that he was not as happy as he imagined. He once thought that this piece of jade contained all the Jiang family's scheming, but now it seems that this object is not that important What was she thinking? The mood was turbulent, and it was chaotic. Jiang Yan was still holding the piece of jade. There was a lot of traffic around, Fu Li turned a blind eye to all of them, he only looked at the light blue jade ring lying in the delicate palm, for some reason, he felt that the jade statue hidden on his chest had sensed, and it was hot. He stretched out his hand, but paused slightly when his fingertips touched the jade ring, as if hesitating. After a while, he pursed his lips, withdrew his hand and turned away. This time, Jiang Yan was surprised. "Hey, don't you always have a grudge about this broken jade agreement? Now that I've returned it to the original owner, why don't you want it?" Jiang Yan was puzzled, and she chased after her and asked, "You really don't want to take it back?" Fu Li quickened his pace, as if the aristocratic cultivation that had been integrated into his blood for more than ten years had all fallen apart at this moment, only his voice was calm, and he frowned: "What grandfather gave you is yours." "Who bought my jade for eight hundred taels of silver back then? Now that it's free, Mr. Fu doesn't like it anymore." Although she couldn't help joking with Fu Li, Jiang Yan always felt something weird and wrong in her heart. . After thinking about it, she held the jade and asked, "Why?" Fu Li was impatient: "Why do you say?" "I don't know why." "It's impossible for you not to know." "Why should I know?" "" The two of them went around, almost confused themselves, so they simply shut up at the same time, silently sorting out their thoughts. Fu Li took two steps, then turned around and asked her, "Is it because of the prince that you are willing to return the jade to me now?" The topic jumped too much, and Jiang Yan was a little confused: "Okay, why are you talking about him again?" Fu Li guessed. After all, what Jiang Yan said is right, it is more useful to climb up to the prince than to climb up to the Fu family. With the favor of the prince, naturally there is no need for a marriage contract from the Fu family It's just that he doesn't want to say this, it seems that he is stingy like jealous . However, in what way is he inferior to that idiot Zhu Wenli? Inexplicably a little upset. Fu Li was young and mature, and his thoughts were hidden very deep. For example, at this moment, the overwhelming sadness in his heart could not be seen on his face. He still looked like a deserted noble son, but his eyes were darker, like It is a deep pool. There is a time-honored pastry shop facing the street, passing by at this time, the milk fragrance is overflowing, selling crispy abalone, instantly aroused Jiang Yan's belly, and immediately forgot the matter of Yuhuan's controversy just now. ?Speaking of this crispy abalone, it can be regarded as a high-quality cake in the capital. It is complicated to make and melts in the mouth. There are four in a small box, and it costs two coins. Jiang Yan stared straight at it for a while, thinking that if she sold Wei Jinghong a fan, she could afford a few boxes of pastries. She calculated and calculated, and turned her head to see that Fu Li who was on the side had disappeared. Um? Angry away? Just go and go. Jiang Yan resentfully took a bite of the candied haws, and immediately shivered from the sourness. Standing for a while, he raised his foot to leave, but heard Fu Li's voice from behind: "Hello!" Hey, where did this person come from again? Jiang Yan turned her head and said, "Why are you so elusive" Before she could finish her sentence, a hand was stretched straight out in front of her: it was still the sandalwood-colored martial robe with tunic sleeves, black wristbands, and the protruding knuckles on the wrists were well-proportioned and powerful, holding a printed pastry box Throw it in her arms. Jiang Yan caught the paper box in a hurry, subconsciously sniffed it at the tip of her nose, and her eyes lit up: it has a strong milky fragrance, it is the freshly made crispy abalone! "This is sweet, not sour." In front of him, Fu Li retracted his arms and stood there, turned his head and said in a stiff tone, "It's your reward for going to Cheng's house." Jiang Yan held the box of snacks, and there was an inexplicable feeling in her heart, lingering like smoke and mist. Fu Li obviously had good intentions, but he wanted to speak arrogantly and harshly, as if asking for debts, which made Jiang Yan at a loss for what to say for a long time. Jiang Yan held the half-eaten candied haws in silence for a while, then smelled the milky fragrance of crispy abalone, squinted her crescent eyes and said, "There is a saying in the "Book of Rites", that honest people don't get cheap food." Fu Li naturally heard her implication, she was euphemistically saying that she had a bad attitude. Immediately, his face turned cold, and he stretched out his hand to snatch her away.; Jiang Yan was really fed up with the Xue family's behavior. Hearing this, she put down the paper that was approved by Erjia Zhu in her hand, and interrupted Xue Wanqing's laughter with an "oops", and said slowly: "Ayu, do you know that the recent Yingtianfu Mr. Storyteller, which story do you like to tell the most?" Ruan Yu turned her head, her eyes were a little red. She opened her mouth, but before she could answer, she heard another voice from outside the door: "I guess it's the story of a fox pretending to be a tiger in "Warring States Policy." Hearing this, everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Fu Li walking in slowly, followed by Wei Jinghong, who was watching the show with a paper fan. Jiang Yan was stunned for a while, then quickly came back to her senses, followed by Fu Li's words and said sarcastically: "Isn't that right, Mr. Fu. They all say that the empress is a tiger in the forest, and that she is a noble person who can command the heroes. And the county lord is that notorious fox who only knows how to steal, play tricks, and ostentatiously." "You're presumptuous!" Xue Wanqing's face darkened, she glared at Jiang Yan fiercely and said, "Who did you listen to, I have to pull out his tongue!" ? Jiang Yan and Fu Li said in unison, their way of dealing with their own body: "It's not someone, it's based on hearsay." It was the first time that the two people who were incompatible with each other had such a tacit understanding, and Xue Wanqing was furious. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù [Theatre 1: Fu Li: "Hello!" Jiang Yan: "First, I'm not dragging, I'm angry! Second, I don't call you hello, I'm Jiang Yan!" Theater Two: Jiang Yan took the jade: "Then I'll give it to you, so you don't have to worry about it all day" Fu Li snatched the jade: "Okay! That's it, the contract is terminated!" (End)¡¿ Thank you 25500087 for mine~ Thank you Mushang¡ã, "Little Fujia", "I'm Not a Star", "Eat, Eat, Sleep", "Dong Niang" and other cute little cuties for the nutrient solution, okay~ (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel .com Chapter Twenty ? At the end of September, Jiang Yan received a letter from Yanzhou. Since the last time the prince intentionally recalled the Jiang family back to the court of the capital, Jiang Yan sent a letter home to remind his father to deal with it early. The journey was bumpy, and it took more than two months for my father's reply to arrive at Ying Tianfu. Today Jiang Yan received the letter from the concierge supervisor, and couldn't wait to open it, leaning against the pillar of the vestibule to read it. Father's handwriting was still so strong and powerful. In the letter, he mentioned that he had no intention of returning to the vortex of court battles. He wrote a letter of "Chen Qing Biao" on the grounds of being weak and weak, and declined the envoy who came to test the tone of the prince. He also talked about the unceasing turmoil in the Northwest Tatars, fear of accidents at the end of the year, and then asked Jiang Yan how he was doing, whether there was enough money, and he should be diligent, humble and polite At the end of the letter, there was a line of A Niang's small words, only two sentences: one is to let her take care of her body, and the other is to let her go to Lintao Mansion to thank Lu Yunsheng and Mr. Lu in person when she is free. Although she didn't explain the reason, Jiang Yan could guess that it was probably to thank Mr. Lu for recommending herself. In late autumn, the clouds are light and the apricot leaves are golden. Jiang Yan carefully read the letter back and forth several times, and she, who always showed a smile on her face, became a little sad when she saw things and thought about others. Fortunately, there are still two months left before the end of the year, but there are two months of vacation to go home and visit relatives. Thinking of this, Jiang Yan was very happy, folded the letter and put it in her arms, and then went to the classic book building - yesterday the doctor officer assigned the task of reciting the interpretation of ancient books, and she didn't understand a few sentences very well through. It just so happened that last month she got an excellent grade by memorizing a word 'positive', so she exchanged for a half-day vacation and planned to go to the classics building to check the annotations of the predecessors, so that she would not lose to Fu Li in the interpretation competition tomorrow. Passing by the ancient and majestic gate of Guozijian, she saw a young man standing on the stone steps outside the gate, which immediately attracted her attention. The boy was holding a huge food box, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, and a black jade belt. The hair on the top of his head was tied into a bun, and the other half hung down from his shoulders. familiar. Fu Li? He is not studying, what is he doing at the door? Conceived to deceive, Jiang Yan stepped up the steps lightly with her lower garments in hand, and suddenly called from behind: "Young Master Fu!" A row of white pigeons flew past under the eaves, and the boy was taken aback. Hearing the sound, he turned around, his face similar to Fu Li's was full of surprise. This boy is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and his face still has a bit of immature baby fat. Although he is very similar to Fu Li, he is obviously more lively and gentle. At this moment, his stunned and surprised look is a bit cute. It's just such a cute boy, not Fu Li. ? Jiang Yan was startled, her smile froze at the corner of her mouth without embarrassment, it took a while to react, and she took a step back to apologize: "Sorry, I admitted the wrong person." Just now, from a distance, he only felt familiar from his back, but he didn't notice that he was wearing a regular uniform, not a student from the Imperial College, so he mistook the young man for Fu Li. The boy also looked at her steadily. The way he looked at people was exactly the same as Fu Li's. If it wasn't for the humble and gentle smile in his eyes, Jiang Yan would have suspected that he was Fu Li himself who was three years younger! "It's okay." The young man's voice was still hoarse, but it wasn't unpleasant. He held the food box and bowed, "I'm in Fujing, the second in the family. The name my sister called just now should be my eldest brother." .¡± "Are you Fu Li's younger brother?" Jiang Yan was stunned, no wonder the two looked so alike from the back. Fu Jing gave a youthful smile and nodded slightly. This boy, with a three-point smile on his brows, is more likable than his elder brother. Jiang Yan didn't recognize her life, she could chat with anyone she saw, and immediately asked curiously: "The Fu family has such a well-behaved younger brother, how come he has never been mentioned before?" Seeing Fu Jing's suspicious gaze, Only then did Jiang Yan remember that she hadn't reported to her family yet, so she bowed her hands and said, "I almost forgot. Jiang Yan in Yanzhou Prefecture." This name is like the key to open a certain mechanism, Fu Jing's eyes lit up, showing an expression of "so it is". Immediately, he bent his eyes and said, "What a coincidence, they are a family." Jiang Yan didn't understand what he meant, just smiled and said: "You young man is more familiar than me, who is with your family?" Fu Jing's lips parted slightly, and when he was about to say something, Jiang Yan interrupted: "You came here to find your brother?" The topic was diverted, so Fu Jing could only nod and replied: "Exactly. Today is my elder brother's birthday, and my father ordered me to come and bring him some food to celebrate his birthday." So it is. Jiang Yan had heard from her parents a long time ago that Fu's eldest son was one year and three months older than herself, so today should be his seventeenth birthday? "What dishes are in the box?" Jiang Yan asked curiously. Fu Jing replied: "Tofu mixed with green onions, fried bamboo shoots in soy sauce, and cabbage in soup.pieces. He couldn't help but stop and look again. The setting sun was shining on his neat desk, and it turned the rough oiled paper into golden red, making it even more abrupt. what? Who put it there? Bewildered for a moment, Fu Li walked around the corridor into the empty academy, walked slowly to the last row and stood next to his seat. He stared at the oiled paper bag for a while, only to see a bamboo stick sticking out of the oiled paper bag, and the air was filled with the familiar sweet and sour fragrance. For some reason, there was an inexplicable throbbing in my heart. Peeling off the oiled paper layer by layer, Fu Li couldn't help but widen his eyes, a look of astonishment rarely appeared on his cold face. Wrapped in oiled paper in the palm is a bunch of crystal clear bright red hawthorn candied haws with syrup hanging on them. The fried sesame seeds are dotted on the top, which is an attractive golden yellow. There was a note folded in half on the desk, and when I opened it, there were two lines of handwriting: [This is a gift in return. happy birthday! ¡¿ A fox is drawn with a few strokes below the handwriting. The fox has pointed ears, cold eyes, tight lips, slightly raised chin, and sits upright with its big tail dragging. It looks very arrogant like someone. A thin piece of paper seems to be soaked with some kind of emotion, becoming heavy and warm. Fu Li subconsciously glanced at the seat next to him, and saw that the tip of the pen on the table was wet, and when he touched it with his hand, there was still wet ink in the inkstone, obviously someone had used it not long ago. Candied haws is a gift in return and a birthday gift. Fu Li was so clever, he guessed who gave this gift that was as light as a feather but heavier than Mount Tai almost at that moment. My heart was burning uncontrollably. Fu Li faced the setting sun, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile that he didn't even notice. He simply sat down cross-legged, and twirled the bamboo stick holding the candied haws in his hand. The crystal icing reflected a seductive luster in the setting sun, as if bearing her flamboyant smile. His eyes were like melting ice and snow, with deep eye waves and a trace of indescribable reluctance. This is the only candied haws he knows the sweetness of without tasting it for so many years. Also, not willing to taste. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù ? Happy New Year¡¯s Eve, everyone~ Besides watching the Spring Festival Gala, remember to come and see me~ (I love you little pudding) (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 21 ? ?It¡¯s late autumn, and the cold seems to be just an overnight event. Yesterday, I was able to bask in the sun in single clothes, but today it¡¯s cold, windy and rainy, so cold that my fingertips hurt. The atmosphere before the lecture was calm but not tense. It was a rare moment of leisure in the Guozi Academy. The students were standing or sitting, reviewing alone, or talking in a low voice. Everything was harmonious and quiet. It's just that this harmony was quickly broken by someone who came. The students in the hall came from wealthy families, and all of them wore mouse fur and fox jackets. Among them, Xue Wanqing was the most extravagant, wrapped in an extremely precious and rare white fox fur cloak. It is rare to get one fox of such fineness, let alone four or five at least to make a fox fur cloak, it is very difficult to find a second one in the world. Presumably, it was probably a tribute from the empress, which is hard for ordinary people to buy. Not to mention, Xue Wanqing put on such a snow-white fox fur cloak, and the seven-point color also set it off very well. Gu Panjian was extravagant and glamorous, which attracted many teenagers to stop and watch. Xue Wanqing was even more proud. When she entered the door, the wind stirred the hem of her cloak, dancing like white waves. Jiang Yan wrapped a section of rabbit fur collar, raised a pair of smiling eyes from behind the scroll, poked Ruan Yu's shoulder in front of her quietly, and whispered: "Look, the peacock has opened its tail." Ruan Yu followed the trend and saw Xue Wanqing's fox cloak fluttering like a fan in the wind, coupled with her arrogant posture, she really looked like a high-spirited white peacock, so she couldn't help smiling. Xue Wanqing didn't realize how ostentatious she was at this moment. Walking to the side of the case, Xue Wanqing probably wanted to show off her new cloak. Whenever she turned and knelt, she deliberately tossed the fox fur cloak. But when the hem fell with the wind, Cheng Wen, who was sitting next to him, was unlucky. The brushes and papers on the table were swept off by the hem of the hanging cloak, and fell to the ground with a crackling sound. But the instigator didn't even apologize, instead he grabbed the hem of his cloak and said nervously: "Damn it! This cloak was given to me by my aunt. If someone who doesn't have long eyes is stained with ink, he must be punished with death!" After finishing speaking, Xue Wan Qing glared at Cheng Wen, then patted her hem angrily. Cheng Wen's already bloodless face turned even paler. He only said "Sorry" in a low voice, and then got up and bent down to pick up the scattered paper and pens. The Cheng family was very poor, and it was so cold that others wrapped themselves in winter clothes or hugged a stove to keep warm, but he was still wearing the thin Confucian uniform issued by the Imperial College. The clothes didn't fit well, revealing a wrist that was red from the cold. Seeing him in such an embarrassment, the noble boys next to him burst out laughing and pointed at Cheng Wen from time to time. Cheng Wen seemed not to hear it, but still picked up the objects methodically, with an imperceptible tremor in his fingertips. A pen rolled to Ruan Yu's side, Cheng Wen's hands stopped, and he didn't dare to pick it up rashly because of etiquette. Ruan Yu saw his embarrassment, so she kindly picked up the pen beside her and handed it to Cheng Wen, and smiled shyly at him: "Here." Cheng Wen kept squatting and raised his eyes. When he saw Ruan Yu's smile, his pale complexion finally had a touch of blood. He reached out to take the pen and said respectfully: "Thank you, Miss Ruan." Hearing this, Jiang Yan, who was reading with her chin resting on her shoulders, looked up at Cheng Wen, a little more approving. Ever since Ruan Yu's nickname 'Jade Gourd' spread, Cheng Wen was one of the few teenagers who didn't follow the crowd and make fun of her. The other two are Fu Li and Wei Jinghong. Jiang Yan was thinking of Fu Li and Wei Jinghong, and coincidentally, these two came. Mr. Wei was quite displeased today, a big man, pouted his mouth so long, and was still shaking a paper fan in such a cold day, he said to Fu Li, "I really misread you, my best friend, How stingy!" Fu Li still had a handsome face devoid of emotions and desires, and he walked to his seat and knelt down without looking sideways. In the cold weather, he was still well dressed, neither fur collar nor fox fur, so clean and cool. Just when he was seated, Fu Li glanced at Jiang Yan's profile unintentionally. Jiang Yan rested her chin, her eyelashes fluttered, like a butterfly spreading its wings, the wind poured in from the bamboo curtain by the window, twirling her hairband and dancing lightly, without opening her mouth to speak, it was all over elegance. It's a pity that Jiang Yan was so engrossed in reading that she didn't notice his rare and gentle gaze. Fu Li looked away expressionlessly again, feeling a little disconcerted in his heart. "Miss Jiang, come and criticize!" Wei Jinghong sat down angrily, turned around and knocked on Fu Li's table behind him with a folding fan, and said angrily, "I got up this morning and saw Fu Li put a piece of paper in the porcelain vase beside Fu Li's bed. Holding a bunch of candied haws don't you think he is weird? There are no flowers in the vase, but candied haws!" Hearing the word 'candied haws', Jiang Yan flipped the book, looked at the neighbor in surprise, and subconsciously asked: "Have you eaten the candied haws yet? Isn't it delicious?" on the streetBought from a company with the best craftsmanship, the taste should not be bad. Just as she was thinking, Wei Jinghong interrupted her thoughts and sighed: "Isn't it! Not only did he not eat it, he even offered it up like a baby! I wanted to take a bite, but he even beat me up!" Now Fu Li couldn't bear it any longer, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Wei Jinghong who was next to Jiang Yan, and said coldly: "If I beat you, can you still sit here safe and sound?" Wei Jinghong, who was exposed, immediately changed his words: "I didn't hit him, I just grabbed my hand like catching a thief! Just like now!" As he said, Wei Jinghong opened his wide sleeves, revealing a circle of red on his right wrist. , Tsk tsk twice, "You didn't see his eyes at that time! Look, look, this is what he squeezed red, and it still hurts! Such a stingy brat, Miss Jiang must be disciplined in the future!" "What does it have to do with me? I don't dare to discipline." Jiang Yan was amused by Wei Jinghong's inexplicable remarks, and kept laughing while holding her chin, "You know that Mr. Fu loves this thing the most, but you want to grab it like?" "I used to roll around in his clothes and dig holes with his sword, and he never said anything to me, but now it's nothing more than a bunch of candied haws." Wei Jinghong shook his head and sighed, "The world is hot and cold, things are right and people are wrong." It seems that Fu Li really loves candied haws. He has always been self-denying and respectful, with a pure heart and few desires. It is normal for him to be reluctant to eat something he has dreamed of once he gets it. Jiang Yan smiled lowly, and watched Fu Li write a crooked poem: "A good flower can be broken straight, don't wait for no flowers to break the branches. Eat the gourd when it should be eaten, and be careful of the sugary juice." Fu Li: "" After a pause, he said unnaturally, "Thank you." "You're welcome." Jiang Yan waved her hand nonchalantly, "Even." Wei Jinghong's ears twitched, and he leaned over quietly. A pair of peach blossom eyes patrolled Jiang Yan and Fu Li back and forth, and said firmly: "My intuition tells me that there is a story." "Shut up." Fu Li said coldly, reaching out and turning Wei Jinghong's head away. Not long after, the drums of reading were beating, and the students took off their cloaks, cloaks, fox furs and other things one after another, and prepared their appearances. Seeing this, Jiang Yan untied the rabbit fur scarf in the same way, reminded Ruan Yu to put away the stove, then squinted and said, "I bet the main Huaning County will be scolded." Ruan Yu wondered: "Why?" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Cen Siye and Xun Siye stepping into the hall together. Xun Siye had a warm smile on his face, while Cen Siye was as cold as ice. He glanced at all the students with a straight face, then fixed on Xue Wanqing who was wrapped in a precious cloak, coughed heavily, and said in a cold voice: "It's not proper to dress bloatedly, you just stand up Take off your cloak, and recite "Mencius" to live in sorrow and die in peace." Xue Wanqing had no choice but to untie her cloak, stood up with a bitter face, and reluctantly began to recite: "Heaven will send a great mission to the people, and they must first work hard on their hearts and minds, exhaust their muscles and bones, starve their bodies, and empty their bodies." " Looking at the four directions, Jiang Yan got it right. Today's lecture was quite different. Before the lecture started, two teaching assistants came in with a brand new desk. It seemed that there were new students coming. But the strange thing is that the table was not placed with all the students, but placed alone at the front, the closest to the masters, which can be said to be a unique opportunity to take the lead. Jiang Yan guessed that the person who came must be a nobleman, and he was also an unparalleled nobleman. Thinking about it, she turned her head and raised an eyebrow at Fu Li, and said in a low voice, "Who do you think will come to listen today?" Jiang Yan was in high spirits when she asked this question, unable to hide her expectation. Fu Li naturally guessed who was coming, and seeing Jiang Yan so happy, he was inexplicably upset. He didn't answer, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he quickly let go, returning to his usual cold appearance. Jiang Yan answered by herself: "I guess it's the prince." Sure enough, Feng Jijiu, who hadn't seen him for a long time, personally led a noble young man in a vermilion uniform into the door, and announced: "From today on, I will personally teach and explain the "Zhou Li", and His Royal Highness will listen to it for three days. Be as diligent as ever, and treat it with a normal heart.¡± Zhu Wenli was respectful and respectful. He saluted Feng Jiuqing as a student, and then sat down on his knees, quite dignified at such a young age. For some reason, Jiang Yan felt that the atmosphere around her seemed to be a little more tense. Perhaps it was because Feng Jijiu taught the lectures in person and the prince was in charge, the boring lectures for more than one hour were not difficult to endure. After class, Jiang Yan packed up the case and stood up with the students to bid farewell to the sacrificial wine and business affairs. As soon as she went out, her face was covered with cold wind. Alas, the autumn wind suddenly blows and cools down to the bone marrow. "It seems that Fu Li didn't take good care of you as promised." Zhu Wenli's voice suddenly came from behind, "It's such a cold day, and you are made to wear so thin." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thank you mtdgpgldmw, forget, and Baililuluhong for your lovely mines~ Thank you "Dong Niang", "Qing Zhi.", "Eat, Eat, Sleep" and other cute little nutrient solutions! Happy New Year to everyone~ (remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com)Baili is red, a few cute mines~ Thank you "Dong Niang", "Qing Zhi.", "Eat, Eat, Sleep" and other cute little nutrient solutions! Happy New Year to everyone~ (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Twenty Two ? When Jiang Yan turned her head, she saw Zhu Wenli standing upright, with thick black eyebrows and eyes full of energy. The attendant behind him took the fox fur and put it on for him, but Zhu Wenli raised his hand to lightly block it, saying, "Give it to Miss Jiang." Jiang Yan was flattered, but also a little inexplicable, after all, the prince is not a person who likes to meddle in other people's affairs. She couldn't accept a reward with unknown reasons, for fear of causing trouble. Just as he was about to open his mouth to refuse, Fu Li's voice sounded first: "How can you bother His Highness the Crown Prince with such a trivial matter?" After finishing speaking, Fu Li opened the bamboo curtain and went out, stood beside Zhu Wenli slowly, and said to Jiang Yan: "I There is a silver fox cloak, take it now." "Although the silver fox cloak is good, it is too plain to match the color of the Jiang family girl." Zhu Wenli said lightly, "I think the cinnabar red cloak of the new tribute in the palace is more suitable for her." Fu Li responded calmly: "Students in the Guozijian should wear elegant clothes and bright cinnabar color, which is against the way of a gentleman." The two young masters choked on something today, and the attendants bowed and held the prince's fox fur, in a dilemma. The cold wind swept across, raising Fu Li's snow-white Confucian uniform and Zhu Wenli's red sleeve robe. The two teenagers, who were like brothers, looked at each other, and then looked at Jiang Yan in unison, as if waiting for her to make a verdict. The atmosphere is a bit indescribably weird. Just now, Jiang Yan saw them bickering happily, but suddenly two eyes pierced her, and she held back her smile. After watching the play, no matter how slow she is, she can still feel the smell of gunpowder between the two, and she doesn't like the feeling of being on the cusp of the storm. Jiang Yan simply didn't want to take advantage of anyone, she bowed her hands to the two teenagers, and lazily said: "You don't get paid for nothing, I appreciate your kindness." I don't know whether Fu Li and the prince fell out or quarreled, but it was always the gods who fought and the mortals suffered. However, what did mortals do wrong? Mortal Jiang decided not to wade into their muddy water, and walked leisurely back to the academy with his hands behind his hands, put on the fallen rabbit wool scarf, and warmed his hands. She was dressed neatly, and she couldn't see the coldness at all, so she came out slowly, glanced at Fu Li and Zhu Wenli who were speechless for a long time, and said with a smile: "I heard that you have a strong relationship, but now it seems that you are also It's just paper brotherhood." Then, he hummed a little tune and left. Leaving the two 'papery' brothers stunned in place, slightly messy in the wind. I don't know how long it took, Zhu Wenli asked in an indescribable tone: "Does she know, who are we jealous of?" "Who is jealous?" Fu Li obviously didn't like this word, and frowned, "I'm just reminding His Royal Highness: It's not the Ming Lord's doing to tear silk to make fun of it. Your Highness should put state affairs first, and don't let people talk about it." ?Zhu Wenli laughed: "There is a saying in The Book of Songs that a gentle lady is a gentleman. It is normal for me to admire her, so why is she not a wise gentleman?" Fu Li retorted: "The "Book of Songs" also says that it's about love, and it's about ritual. If it's not yours, you can't grab it." "You rely on the marriage contract established by the old country." Zhu Wenli half-truthfully said, "If it weren't for this marriage contract, or if you weren't my best friend for many years, I would use the power of the Eastern Palace to get her." "It's a pity." Fu Li snorted lightly. "It's a pity." Zhu Wenli repeated with a sigh. ?Compared to Zhu Wenli's heaviness, Fu's heart was rarely relaxed. One is because of Jiang Yan's candied haws, and the other is that Jiang Yan just rejected Zhu Wenli's overtureAlthough he also refused Fu Li's share, he didn't mind, and even felt that if he really had to marry in the future Jiang Yan doesn't seem to be that bad. Thinking of this, Fu Li looked into the distance and said word by word: "What belongs to me, others can't take it away." The same is true of candied haws, and so is Jiang Yan. ?Besides, Zhu Wenli poured cold water on him: "The Fu family and the Jiang family have different opinions. Whether they will get married in the future is still unknown." Fu Li: "" Zhu Wenli continued to be sour on him: "Perhaps Jiang Yan doesn't like being a Fu's wife, but wants to be a princess, that's unknown." Provoked, Fu Li's eyes sank and he changed his mind. No matter what, Jiang Yan came all the way to Yingtian Mansion, and tried her best to get his attention, so she must have him in her heart. That being the case, it is not impossible to agree to the marriage contract. To save her from promiscuously going around and being missed by others. At this time, Jiang Yan'Haqiu Haqiu' who was practicing calligraphy sneezed twice in a row, causing her wrist to shake, and the tip of her pen drew a long tail of ink on the rice paper. The content involved in "Zhou Li" is all-encompassing. Feng Jijiu's classification is much simplified, and he strives to be simple and concise in his lectures. Even so, only a little superficial is involved in three days.He looked away, looking away from the position in the last row, with a sore heart, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing. Feng Qing, I'm just a little envious." Feng Jiuqing E Guanbo belt, still smiling and asked him: "What does Your Highness envy?" Zhu Wenli fiddled with the knot in his hand, unable to hide his disappointment: "They are all afraid of me, respect me, and alienate me. No one has ever tied the knot for me." "Many people will do these tasks for His Highness in the future." Feng Jiuqing said meaningfully, "The first thing Your Highness needs to do is to learn to adapt to loneliness." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Prince: I am just a lemon extract. Jiang Yan: Everyone knows that Fu Li and I have a marriage contract, but I don't know about the series Fu Li: Everyone is assisting me and Jiang Yan, but I am in the Tsundere series Thank you Bailitouhong and Xiaofujia for mine~ Thank you "Mushang¡ã", "If you don't succeed or die", "Ethanol", "Winter Brew", "Wuyi Doll", and "" for the nutrient solution fed by several cute little ones, I love you! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Twenty-Three ? Jiang Yan felt that Fu Li was a little strange recently. For example, the prince would occasionally ask Jiang Yanzhou County about agricultural affairs when there was no one in school. After all, everyone else in Guozixue was the son of aristocratic bureaucrats. The future emperor bowed down to ask questions, and Jiang Yan naturally had no right to refuse, so she answered them one by one, and occasionally chatted speculatively, and would talk about something else. At this time, Fu Li would most likely join in, without saying a word, just sitting with a cold face, lying between the two of them like a handsome statue. This weird atmosphere lasted until the explanation of "Zhou Li" was finished, and the prince moved back to the palace. ? Yingtianfu's winter is wet and cold, not as dry and sunny as Yanzhou, Jiang Yan felt very unwell for a while. It had just rained that day, and Jiang Yan came back from transcribing from the classics building, and when she got down the steps, she saw Fu Li standing by the wall with her arms folded. The dead branches dripped water, and his hair and shoulders were covered with a thin layer of moisture, obviously standing here for a long time. Jiang Yan guessed that he should come to look up the classics, and waited outside because of the rule that men and women are not allowed to be alone in the same room. So she hugged a stack of books and smiled at Fu Li: "There is no one inside, you go in." Unexpectedly, Fu Li didn't move, he just stood up a little and called her, "Jiang Yan!" Fu Li seldom called Jiang Yan by name, but this inadvertent call was quite unexpected. Jiang Yan tilted her head and asked him what was the matter with her eyes. Xu Shi sneered at her "scratching her head and making a pose", Fu Li turned his head away, leaned against the wall and shook his legs, pretending to be calm and said: "The day after tomorrow is my father's birthday" And then shut up again. Jiang Yan stood with a stack of books in her arms, and after waiting for a long time, she couldn't wait for Fu Li's next words, so she couldn't help asking: "And then?" "Do you want to" As if it was something difficult to say, Fu Li raised the back of his hand against the tip of his nose and cleared his throat. After wandering his eyes for a while, he made up his mind and asked, "Do you want to go back with me to see him?" To see his father? That Fu Shoufu who is an extremely human minister? Jiang Yan couldn't tell what was wrong. After being bored for a while, she blinked and asked tentatively: "It's not a relative or a reason, so it's not good to go back with you rashly? Could it be that Mr. Shoufu has delayed for sixteen years, and now he finally thinks of asking me to repay his kindness?" The word 'repaying gratitude' is closely connected with the word 'marriage', which has stabbed Fu Li for more than ten years. He subconsciously wanted to refute, but the words came to a halt, and in the end he just gritted his teeth and said, "It's what I meant. , has nothing to do with my father. Just a word, are you going or not?" Jiang Yan thought to herself: It's your father's birthday, what should I do? What's more, I have no disasters or difficulties now, and I don't have anything to ask for help from the Fu family. Wouldn't it be a loss if I could cancel the old kindness by eating a meal? With Fu Li's experience of trying to buy jade and stealing jade, Jiang Yan kept an eye out, shook her head and said, "I won't go. For me, I wish Mr. Shoufu not to grow old, and Songhe to be evergreen!" Fu Li weighed it for a long time before asking this question. He was confident, but he didn't expect Jiang Yan to refuse so simply, there seemed to be something wrong Logically, she should be happy now that she got her wish, how can she refuse? Could it be that you are pretending to be reserved? Fu Li's expression changed a few times, seeing that Jiang Yan hadn't changed his words for a long time, he couldn't hold back his face, he frowned and said, "Are you sure you're not going?" "No." Jiang Yan was still decisive, and gave the reason very seriously, "Your family only eats clear soup, cabbage and tofu for birthdays. I'm a meat lover." "" Fu Li was speechless for a while, unable to tell whether he was angry or helpless. Probably because the last time he celebrated his birthday, his father ordered Fu Jing to send him a warning about the dishes with good character, which caused Jiang Yan to have some misunderstanding. He opened his mouth, intending to explain, but after thinking about it, it seemed like he was begging her to come through the door earlier, which was too hasty and demeaning. His eyes changed several times, and finally he pursed his lips, and said coldly: "It's up to you." After a pause, he scoffed in disgust, "You are really troublesome. I don't have the patience to play with you. If you consider Now that it¡¯s clear, you can come to me sooner.¡± After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Yan, then turned and left. Jiang Yan: "" What to play with you? Consider what? What the hell is this man talking about? Jiang Yan looked at his back as he left tall and straight, with a dazed expression on his face. On Fu Shoufu's birthday, Jiang Yan did not accompany Fu Li to pay respects. For this reason, Prince Fu was very unhappy. The person who was already cold was even more cold than a human-shaped ice sculpture. In the winter and November of the 14th year of Hongchang, the ruins of an ancient building were excavated during the construction of the city wall in Datong Mansion.I was shocked for a moment. This library building was built around the Eastern Jin Dynasty. It has collected 12,800 volumes of classics and historical books from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Sui and Tang Dynasties, as well as a number of oracle bones and bronze inscriptions left over from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties. The prefect sent people to check the ruins of the site, and it is estimated that there are only 3,000 volumes of complete classics. As soon as the booklet from Datong Mansion was handed over to Yingtian Mansion, it immediately caused a huge commotion among Confucian scholars, especially Guozijian. Everyone clearly knows what the unearthed batch of ancient books means to a country's cultural context. Those saints' last words and predecessors' words are like priceless treasures, and they are the lifeblood of later generations' textual research and education. However, the soldiers who excavated the ruins were all reckless men who didn't know how to maintain those cultural relics that had been buried for a long time and would break at the touch of a touch. Lu Yunsheng and Mr. Lu from Lintao Mansion had already led his disciples to clean up the files. Whoever organizes and reports these precious classics first will be the first. Feng Jijiu is naturally not to be outdone, and plans to send a few students who are proficient in classics and history to help Mr. Lu, clear out the books that are worth studying, and send them back to Tianfu Research. On the seventh day of November, Feng Jijiu made a preliminary list of the ancient books to collect. Fu Li and Wei Jinghong are both civil and military, talented, so they are naturally included in the list; Cheng Wen's family is poor, and he can be rewarded with ten taels of silver for successfully transporting back the classics, so he is also on the list; Wu Mianxue took leave to visit Cangzhou The seriously ill mother accompanied Cangzhou because it was close to Datong Mansion; in addition, two brothers Ji Ping and Ji Xuan, and two Jinyiwei masters appointed by the crown prince escorted them. Jiang Yan was not on the accompanying list, but when she heard that Mr. Lu had rushed from Lintao to Datong Mansion, she thought she could pay a visit to Mr. Lu to thank him for his recommendation, so she recommended herself to Feng Jijiu. Considering that she is a girl, Feng Jijiu originally disagreed, but Jiang Yan took out her mother's family letter and said that she could accompany Wu Mianxue along the way, so Jijiu reluctantly agreed and let her go north with her. The group planned to go north along the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, so on the day of farewell at the ferry, Fu Li saw Jiang Yan, dressed as a teenager, coming to report with simple luggage on his back. He was surprised but also a little angry. "I'm only traveling for a month, and you have to come with me, it's just nonsense!" Fu Li stood on the bow of the boat with his sword clenched tightly, and said with a frown, "Do you know how far away the road is, and how turbulent the north is?" Jiang Yan got on the boat, showed Fu Li the document and token in his bosom that Feng Jijiu had signed personally, and said amusedly, "Who came with you? I stopped by to meet Mr. Luhere, Jijiu My lord personally agreed." I don't know which sentence stabbed him, Fu Li was not only unhappy when he heard it, but his face turned even darker. "Okay, since it was sent by Master Jijiu, it must be of her own use." The guard in charge of escorting is Cai Qianhu, who is very familiar with the students because he often teaches Guozi how to ride and shoot, and said frankly , "Go in and sit down, let's sail!" Fu Li looked at Jiang Yan with indifferent eyes, and after a while he said coldly: "If something happens, I won't care about you." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and got into the cabin of the building. This building ship is not a warship, it only has three floors, the first floor is the aisle and the warehouse, the second floor is the banquet hall, and the third floor is six or seven bedrooms. On the other hand, Wu Mianxue was very happy to see Jiang Yan. The two girls chattered together, and Wei Jinghong made jokes from time to time. . But at night, Jiang Yan suffered a disaster. She got seasick and threw up badly. In the dead of night, there is only the sound of rushing water, waves and shadows of the moon. The river bank was dark and chapped, and there was no light. Everyone fell asleep. Under the swaying red lanterns, Jiang Yan was lying alone by the guardrail of the corridor on the third floor in thin clothes, rinsing her mouth with water from a cowhide bag. The wind on the river was icy cold, and the building boat swayed and swayed suddenly. Jiang Yan grabbed the railing to stabilize her body, and felt her stomach churn in the turbulence. She hurriedly covered her stomach and knelt down, trying to endure the discomfort. Just as he was frowning, he suddenly heard a cold voice behind him: "Press the Jiuwei acupoint with your fingers to relieve seasickness." This sound suddenly sounded when everything was quiet, and it was really scary. Jiang Yan stood up abruptly and turned her head, seeing that it was Fu Li, she breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the railing and said weakly: "Master Fu, can't you sleep too?" Fu Li wore white clothes and soap boots, wrapped in a crow blue cloak, and his face was more delicate and handsome under the infiltration of the lantern and candlelight. He glanced at Jiang Yan's pale face, walked slowly, and said, "How can I sleep when you vomit so loudly?" Jiang Yan was startled, then smiled weakly: "I'm really sorry, I don't want to." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù The present Fu Li (smugly): "My Ayan, she can't leave me for a moment, too unreserved!" A few days later, Fu Li: "¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­" Thank you for the red and 32737729 mines~ Thank you for the counterfeit ¡õ¡õ", "If you don't succeed, you will die", "Mu Shang ¡ã", "Eat, eat, sleep and sleep", "Winter Brew" is the nutrient solution you feed~ Bixinxin! (Remember this site website: www.hlnovel .com)?, you can't leave me for a moment, you're so unreserved! " A few days later, Fu Li: "¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­" Thank you for the red and 32737729 mines~ Thank you for the counterfeit ¡õ¡õ", "If you don't succeed, you will die", "Mu Shang¡ã", "Eat, eat, sleep and sleep", "Winter Brew" is the nutrient solution you feed~ Bixinxin! (Remember this site website: www.hlnovel .com Chapter Twenty-Four ? The stars are dim, the wind blows the sails and whistling, the moonlight is projected on the river, and is broken into fine silver light by the waves. The dark blue night sky enveloped the whole field, only a few lanterns under the mast cast a hazy yellow light, like a light veil on Jiang Yan and Fu Li's body. After a long while, Fu Li took two steps forward and reminded her: "Press the Jiuwei acupoint, here" As he spoke, he raised a finger with sharp knuckles, and gently pointed to the position under Jiang Yan's ribs. Jiang Yan said 'oh', followed his guidance and rubbed Jiuwei acupoint with her fingers, and after a while, she felt a little more comfortable. She laughed, looked up at Fu Li and said, "It really works, thank you" Before she could finish her sentence, the gust of wind whipped up huge waves, and the ship shook slightly. Jiang Yan flung herself forward unsteadily, and just happened to fall into a warm and thick embrace, and then she clearly felt the strength of that body. Muscles tense instantly and become stiff suddenly. Her nose hurt from the hard chest, and tears welled up in an instant. Jiang Yan covered her nose and raised her head, meeting Fu Li's slightly widened eyes. His eyes danced with the sparkling light of the river, with a bottomless depth. Seeing that Fu Li's body became more and more stiff, Jiang Yan smiled apologetically, but just as he stood up straight, another wave came, the deck shook, Jiang Yan rushed forward again during the bumps, and had to grab Fu Li's body with his hands placket for balance. Fu Li was caught off guard by her bump and took half a step back, subconsciously raised his arms around Jiang Yan's waist, and the two hugged each other tightly, like a ring of jade. The slender waist under the palm was grasped tightly, with a little warm body temperature, the heat seemed to climb along his fingertips, burning all the way to his heart. Fu Li frowned, looked down at Jiang Yan's clear eyebrows and eyes, there was an inexplicable light flickering in his eyes, he almost gritted his teeth and said viciously: "You have already calculated it, didn't you?" Jiang Yan: "?" Fu Li tightened his arms around him, took a deep breath and said, "It's too unreserved to throw yourself into your arms." "" Jiang Yan narrowed her eyes slowly: "Then you should let go!" Fu Li is selectively deaf. Jiang Yan clutched Fu Li's skirt, only to realize that there seemed to be a hard lump hidden in the clothes, which happened to be held in her hand. She lowered her eyes subconsciously, wanting to see what the hard lump he had hidden in the skirt of his clothes was. It's a pity that it was dark and she hadn't seen it clearly yet, but Fu Li let go of her in a little panic, took a step back and straightened the cloak and skirt that were scratched, and then covered the green tassel rope tightly. He turned his head sideways and looked at the vast river beyond the railing. From Jiang Yan's perspective, he could see the tip of one of his reddish ears. The next moment, Fu Li stretched out his long arms, and handed a flat-mouthed white jade porcelain bottle to her. He didn't look at her, but turned his head to look at the dark distance, leaving her a handsome profile, and said lightly: " If the dizziness is still severe, take one tablet." Seeing that Jiang Yan didn't move, he seemed impatient, took Jiang Yan's hand, and forced the medicine bottle into her palm. After being blown by the wind for a long time, Jiang Yan's fingertips felt a little cold, Fu Li frowned, thought for a while, and took off the crow-blue cloak with one hand to cover it against the wind Jiang Yan let out a soft cry of "Oops", and only had time to see a piece of darkness covered from the top of her head, and then her vision was blocked, and the warm and soft cloth enveloped her head in it, and the darkness came with the cold pine fragrance. A familiar smell that belonged to Fu Li. "Young Master Fu, what are you doing?" Jiang Yan stretched out her hands for a long time before pulling the large cloak off her head. Her vision was clear, but there was no sign of Fu Li on the deck, only a few broken lamps. The lamp flickered, the light and shadow interlaced, and the cloak wrapped in the arms was heavy with warmth, dispelling all the severe cold. In the early morning of the second day, when Fu Li opened the door, he found that his cloak from last night was neatly stacked on the blue cloth mat at the door. dry A group of people traveled by water for five days and arrived at Shuntian Mansion. After a short rest, they changed horses and rushed to Datong Mansion. Probably to take care of the two girls, Fu Li hired a carriage at his own expense on the way, and let Jiang Yan and Wu Mianxue take the carriage, which saved them a lot of trouble. Arrive at Datong Mansion at dusk on the eighth day. Under the city wall, there are long yellow sands, exotic clothes, the rough atmosphere of the border, and the sunset over the long river, which always reminds people of a single-handed knight who roams the world alone. In front of the government office, two guards in Jinyi got off their horses, pressed the Yanling knife on their waists with one hand, and held a token in the other hand to tell the guards at the gate of the mansion: "The guards in Jinyi are doing business, please come and see the magistrate of Datong!" Soon, the magistrate of Datong, who was wearing a vermilion official robe, came out with a fat body and held his official hat with a smile, and invited the two royal guards and Confucian scholars into the mansion together. Wei Jinghong drank several cups of hot tea before recovering with a long sigh of relief. Not only him, but the rest of the youngbsp;These disciples are all direct descendants, so they naturally knew Jiang Yan's name. Hearing the words, they showed a lot of respect, and replied: "The disciples must pass on the information to the master." The brothers of the Ji family were chatterboxes, and they were still chattering about the scene where they became the first person to sort out ancient books and go down in history. Probably because they talked too vigorously, Ji Ping accidentally inhaled the dust and sneezed violently. At the same time, there was a loud bang unexpectedly outside, which made the ground tremble three times, the beams of the precarious underground palace were shaking with dust, and wall bricks, bronze utensils, etc. were constantly falling from the top of the head. Before Jiang Yan could react, she was dragged by Fu Li and pushed to a relatively stable corner to protect her. He propped his hands on the wall, covering Jiang Yan under his body, with a cold fire in his eyes, staring at her panting: "What are you doing in a daze, don't you know how to hide when things fall!" Jiang Yan keenly caught the worry hidden in his eyes, opened her mouth, and subconsciously said, "Sorry." Ji Ping, who was on the opposite side, patted his body covered in dust, and asked in a daze, "What's going on?" His younger brother Ji Xuan said poorly: "Could it be that a sneeze by elder brother is so powerful that it makes the earth tremble?" But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore. Boom¡ª¡ª There was another loud bang, and a beam above the head suddenly collapsed, the oil lamp was annihilated, and the surroundings fell into a death-like darkness. They were trapped in the ground, and they could vaguely hear the rapid sound of gongs and drums on the ground like a reminder, and then, the sound of chaotic footsteps, Cai Qianhu's voice sounded above their heads, shouting: "The Tatars attacked at night, throwing stones at you!" Wall! Come out quickly!" A situation that no one expected happened, and the world was turned upside down in an instant. In the line of life and death, Ji Xuan's voice rang out with tears, echoing in the empty underground: "Brother! Mr. Fu! Where are you?" In the darkness, Fu Li tightly protected Jiang Yan. He felt someone panting beside him. He freed his hand and grabbed Ji Ping, who was trembling with fright. Have the students of the imperial court who danced with words and ink ever seen swords, lights, swords and shadows fighting in the northwest? Ji Ping no longer had the chatter and laughter of the past, and only said in a trembling voice: "How could this happenwhy suddenly, the city was broken" Fu Li was quite calm, and said: "If there are internal thieves in the city, it is not difficult to break the city by cooperating with the inside and the outside." Sure enough, Cai Qianhu's roar came again: "There are spies in the city, and the guards who defended the city were assassinated. Now the dragons have no leader, it is very dangerous. Come out and speak!" "The spies disguised themselves as refugees and merchants." Jiang Yan stared wide-eyed and suddenly said, "No wonder." Fu Li let out an 'um', and stretched out his hand to push the collapsed objects in front of him, only to find that the boulders and beams were motionless, and the exit was blocked, and he, Jiang Yan, and Ji Ping were trapped in a corner. Cai Qi was still urging, and the sound of fighting could even be heard below. After thinking for a while, Fu Li said resolutely: "Ji Xuan, Cheng Wen, you go up with the disciples of the Lu family and follow Qianhu." "What about you?" Cheng Wen asked anxiously. Fu Li was silent for a while, and then said: "The obstacle is too big, we can't get out." Beside him, Ji Ping let out a broken sob. "We'll help you move it!" Cheng Wen scratched the collapsed beams and walls with his hands, "Before leaving, Feng Jijiu told me in every possible way that we will advance and retreat together, share honor and disgrace" Boom¡ª¡ª Another boulder shook the ground. "Did you hear the sound of swords colliding?" Fu Li yelled, "If you don't leave, you will only cause a greater sacrifice! Go quickly and bring the ancient books back to the city!" "Then what do you guys do! What about my brother!" Ji Xuan said in despair. Fu Li opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Jiang Yan interrupted him suddenly: "There is wind!" Fu Li was taken aback. Jiang Yan then said happily: "In the northwest, there is an exit when there is wind. Fu Li, do you feel it?" Fu Li closed his eyes, and after careful identification, he really felt a coolness brushing over his temples. He opened his eyes in an instant, and said in a deep voice: "There should be a secret way. Cheng Wen, take them and retreat first! After dawn, we will meet up at the Datong government office." In the darkness, Cheng Wen's voice seemed to come through thousands of barriers, and he said firmly: "Okay. Let's make an appointment at dawn, and wait for you to return home together!" Without light, the dark underground was very cold, and Jiang Yan's body trembled uncontrollably. Hearing the sound of Cheng Wen and others' footsteps disappearing in the distance, Fu Li bent down and groped on the ground, and found the long sword he was carrying with him. Then, he grabbed Jiang Yan's hand with such strength that it reached his wrist. It hurts. "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Fu Li said so, his tone was calm and powerful like never before. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thank you 25500087, Shen Yu, kazila for the cute mine~ This article will be entered into v on February 10th, when the third update + v chapter red envelopes, I very much hope that everyone can continue to support. Xiao Kuo Ai who wants to see the horse must not miss it~ The next column of the column is to write "When Animals Become Spirits" to heal cute pets~ Please accept "He Lishu with Brother"~ (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)?¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thank you 25500087, Shen Yu, kazila for the cute mine~ This article will be entered into v on February 10th, when the third update + v chapter red envelopes, I very much hope that everyone can continue to support. Xiao Kuo Ai who wants to see the horse must not miss it~ The next column of the column is to write "When Animals Become Spirits" to heal cute pets~ ? "With Brother and Li Shu" please accept ~ (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 25 ? It was a blessing in disguise, the ground trembled just now, the brick wall buried deep underground for hundreds of years was very fragile, and a gap the size of a fist was broken, and the wind came out from the gap. Fu Li bumped it with his shoulder about a dozen times, the bricks fell with a clatter, and the gap in the wall collapsed and expanded rapidly, just enough for one person to get out. Ji Ping carried a basket of classics to explore the way first, and after a while, he turned back and said happily: "Sure enough, there is a secret passage, I don't know where it leads!" There were countless echoes. In the darkness, Fu Li held Jiang Yan's hand tightly, letting her get out first, and then he followed with his sword. "Are you alright?" In the darkness, Jiang Yan couldn't see Fu Li's situation clearly, but felt that it must be very painful for him to break through the gap with his own strength. Fu Li gently avoided Jiang Yan's approaching hand, and said calmly, "I'm fine." Without light, the three of them could only move forward by touching the wall. During the period, Ji Ping was still holding a basket of books like a baby, panting with exhaustion, and asked: "There is a lot of chaos outside, why don't we hide in this hole and wait for the opportunity to go out after the dust settles?" "No!" Fu Li denied it almost immediately, "The tunnel is full of wet mud and rotten wood, and there is a danger of collapse at any time." Once the tunnel collapses and the road is blocked, they can only sit and wait. Jiang Yan heard Ji Ping's heavy footsteps, and couldn't help but said: "Young Master Ji, the city is in chaos now, and it is very dangerous for you to carry a heavy load. Why don't you put down the book basket for now." "Impossible. Feng Jijiu entrusted us with a heavy responsibility and ordered us to transport the precious classics back to Tianfu. How can we abandon the sages for our own self-interest?" Ji Ping shook his head repeatedly, and said stubbornly, "My basket is full of "Customs Records" and "Strange People's Chronicles" written thousands of years ago are the only copies left over from the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and must not be lost." "But¡­¡­" Before Jiang Yan finished speaking, a new wave of siege began again. The loud sound of throwing stones was deafening, the ground shook violently, shaking endlessly, wood residue and dust fell down, hitting the body painfully. "Be careful!" Fu Li pulled Jiang Yan into his arms to protect him, and used his body to cover the falling debris. The feeling of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking was too frightening, Jiang Yan hurriedly raised her hand to protect his head, and said anxiously: "Don't just patronize me!" Fu Li gritted his teeth and said nothing. In the confusion, the two heard Ji Ping in front of him groan and fell to the ground, as if he had been hit by a falling object. Jiang Yan said loudly: "Master Ji, are you alright?" I don't know how long it took, the roar of the vibration stopped, except for a handful of dust sprinkled on the top of the head, the surroundings returned to calm. Not far away, there seemed to be the sound of the crossbar being moved away, and then Ji Ping's trembling voice sounded, breathing unsteadily: "I'm fine." A certain beam supporting the tunnel above the head clicked, making an overwhelmed sound. Fu Li took Jiang Yan's hand and said, "Hurry up, we won't last long here." Ji Ping followed behind them, ran a few steps, and suddenly slowed down. Jiang Yan looked back at the dark tunnel behind her, and said loudly, "Master Ji, are you okay? Let me help you get the book!" Fu Li let out a 'tsk', and said coldly: "I'm too busy to take care of myself, so I'm so kind." After finishing speaking, he let go and turned back, and found Ji Ping's direction by listening to the sound, took the book basket from his arms, and briefly Said: "Follow up." Ji Ping wiped his face and whispered "Thank you". As soon as they left, the tunnel behind them collapsed with a bang, raising a cloud of dust. The three of them speeded up their pace and staggered forward, fearing that if they were too slow, they would be buried here. I don't know how long I walked, but I felt that the wind around me became more and more obvious, and the smell of flint in the air became stronger and stronger. They turned a corner along the tunnel, and saw the entrance of the cave where the moonlight loomed in front of them. They only needed to walk through dozens of steps to see the sky again, and the night sky was close at hand. Jiang Yan was overjoyed, wiped away her messy temple hair and ran forward for a dozen steps, until the cold moonlight outside shone on her through the withered vines. Feeling the light and the flow of air, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned her head and said: "The entrance of the cave leads to the city, and we are still in Datong Mansion." Fu Li carried the book basket and walked up to Jiang Yan, stood still, and said vigilantly: "It is not known whether the Datong Mansion can hold the city at this time, don't approach the entrance of the cave rashly, be careful" In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped talking, looking at the book basket in his hand in shock. This sudden silence was too strange. Jiang Yan followed his line of sight and saw that the bamboo baskets were covered with fresh blood, and even the newly unearthed bamboo slips were soaked into dark red, emitting a faint fishy smell. Although Fu Li was slightly embarrassed by the dust, his white robe was intact and there were no wounds. It is conceivable that the dripping blood in the bamboo basket obviously belongs to ?Then he turned around and stood with his back to Jiang Yan for a long time. When Jiang Yan thought he would keep silent, a voice seemed angry and helpless: "Do you want me to invite you in?" It was dawn, and the snow was clearing up. Jiang Yan pounded the medicine and put it on Fu Li, re-wrapped it and went out again. Fu Li moved to the door and saw Jiang Yan bent over and groping for something in the snow in front of the house. It was so cold, her hands turned red quickly, Fu Li couldn't help frowning two beautiful brows, and asked, "What are you looking for?" "Yesterday's jade." Jiang Yan stood up with her arms akimbo, looked at the white snow field and sighed, "I remember you threw it in this direction." Fu Li raised his eyes abruptly, his body froze. Subconsciously, he wanted to raise his hand to touch his chest, but he stopped halfway, turned his head and hummed, "I've already retired, what are you looking for?" "It's not up to your grandfather to decide whether to get married or not; it's not up to you to decide whether to cancel the engagement." Jiang Yan rubbed her frozen hands and said to herself, "Strange, where are you going?" "Don't look for it." After a pause, Fu Li lowered his eyes and said, "Maybe someone picked it up." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù It's time for 10,000-word revisions and revisions tat This battle will be an important turning point in the hero's life, so I have to write it like this. ? Meh, cuties~ Thank you for your support~ (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Twenty Six ? It is a pity that the jade was not found after all. Now calm down and think about it, Jiang Yan regrets it. She has always been used to being free and undisciplined. Whether she will marry or who she will marry is not something that can be decided by a piece of jade, so why bother to repay the jade at this critical moment and stimulate Fu Li for nothing? That person Fu Li has arrogance and arrogance, how can he bear the humiliation of retiring the engagement face to face? It is reasonable for him to be so angry. Both of them are young people, if there is a rift, it is still unknown whether they will be able to return to Shuozhou alive. Recalling Fu Li's decisiveness when he lost the jade last night, Jiang Yan was a little confused. He had been coveting this jade for a long time, and he should have planned to divorce a long time ago, but why was he so angry after he got his wish? Could it be that he just couldn't bear the humiliation of paying him back in person? Jiang Yan couldn't figure him out, so she sat on the threshold, turned her head to look at Fu Li in the room, and sighed. Seeming to have sensed something, Fu Li suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, met Jiang Yan's gaze, and said indifferently: "What do you see?" Sure enough, it was difficult to change from extravagance to frugality, he returned to the indifferent attitude he had when we first met, and Jiang Yan was a little uncomfortable. She shook her head and asked, "Are you feeling better?" Fu Li looked away, "You and I have called off the engagement, and my injury has nothing to do with you." The voice was faint, and many emotions could be heard suppressed. The sorghum rice on the stove was cooked and steaming, Jiang Yan got up and took the enamel bowl to wash it, and explained while filling the sorghum rice, "Even if we don't have a marriage contract, you and I are still classmates. What's the point of caring for each other in times of crisis?" No? Besides, you saved my life" "Your father also saved my grandfather's life, and he owes nothing to each other." Fu Li paused, lowered his eyes, and said, "If you really want to break it, then do it cleanly." What does it mean to break cleanly? Will the cold weather part ways on a dangerous battlefield? The little guilt in Jiang Yan's heart turned into helplessness, and she pressed the sorghum rice in the bowl with a wooden spoon with a broken handle, and hummed, "You don't like me anyway, it doesn't matter who quits the engagement? If you really can't keep face , I will ask you to pay me back the jade once, and then tell the elders that I am not good enough for you, how about it?" "It's not a matter of face." Fu Li closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to continue this topic, and simply turned his head away from her, looking a little lonely. After running around all night, his neatly bundled hair became a lot messy, two strands of messy hair hung from his temples, and his martial robe was stained with blood. Compared with his usual dignified and elegant appearance, he added a bit of youthful chivalry. Jiang Yan put down the spoon, looked at Fu Li's perfectly lined profile for a long time, and then asked cautiously: "You don't know, do you like me a little bit?" Fu Li froze suddenly, clenched his five fingers on his knees, and almost immediately retorted: "Who likes you? Pretending to be passionate." Jiang Yan said 'oh', and whispered: "That's good." I don't know which word stimulated Fu Li, he looked over quietly, his eyes were very cold. Ignoring his gaze, Jiang Yan handed a bowl of sorghum rice and bamboo chopsticks to Fu Li, and said with a warm smile, "There is only a small bag of sorghum rice here, and you can just eat it. If you have anything to say, wait until we get back to Ying Tianfu." Discuss again, if you can return home safely, then I will listen to you." Fu Li was speechless. Jiang Yan added: "I listen to you in everything, and I won't compete with you for the first place in the exam." Fu Li's expression turned pale, his tone softened a little, and he said sullenly: "You eat, I'm not hungry." "There's still in the pot, don't worry, I won't starve myself." Jiang Yan stuffed the bowl and chopsticks into Fu Li's hands, and then remembered that his shoulder was injured and his movement was inconvenient, so she kindly asked, "Can I feed you?" ?¡± Fu Li was startled, cleared his throat, and said awkwardly, "No need." Jiang Yan laughed, and got up to fill herself with the little sorghum rice left at the bottom of the pot. The sun shone on the snow, and a layer of faint warmth completely buried the fighting and turmoil last night. Fu Li and Jiang Yan rushed to Shuozhou after a short rest. After all, driving in snowy weather would leave footprints and easily attract pursuers, so they trekked all the way without taking a break. Arriving at the diplomatic border of Shuozhou City, an ancient street stretches in front of you. The once prosperous business place is in ruins, the snow has been trampled into mud, and there are no living people in sight. Jiang Yan walked for several miles, her hair wet from the temples was sticky to her face, her shoes were already soaked in snow, and she shivered with the cold every step she took. Fu Li's body was in a state of embarrassment, his lips were slightly pale, but his eyes were still energetic. Considering his injury, Jiang Yan couldn't help persuading him: "I'll get the book basket, you take a break." "No need." Fu Li still used these two words. Seeing that Jiang Yan was worried, he raised his hand and threw the sword into her arms, saying, "Help me hold the sword." Jiang Yan caught the sword and wanted to; The woman's straight eyes are very similar to Ji Ping who is desperately protecting the classics. Jiang Yan suppressed the soreness in her eyes, and quickly regained her composure. She closed the door decisively, and said to Fu Li who was waiting outside: "Young Master Fu, it's hard work for you to bring a pot of hot water, and you have to scald it." Scissors and strips." Then, she rolled up her sleeves and lifted off the quilt, took off the woman's blood-soaked underpants, asked her to stand up her legs, and asked, "How long has it been in pain?" "Sixhours" The woman's face was pale, and she gasped, "The first child, the robber killed the mother, I was frightened, and I couldn't give birth." After finishing speaking, she screamed in pain again. Jiang Yan bit her lip and said, "Don't be afraid. I haven't had a baby, and I can help you only a little. You have to work hard on your own." "Please, cut it off. If it doesn't come back, my son will die." There were tears in the corners of the woman's eyes, which mixed with cold sweat and soaked the pillow. Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment before she understood what the woman meant by 'cutting open'. She shook her head violently: "Without the hemostatic medicine, you will die!" The woman's lips trembled, and she looked at Jiang Yan pleadingly. The woman was frightened and had a dystocia. It took two quarters of an hour to barely see the head of the fetus, but the mother was too weak to speak. After another half an hour, he bled profusely, and the spurt of blood sprayed Jiang Yan's hands all over. Jiang Yan is an unmarried girl. She doesn't know how to stop the bleeding of a pregnant woman. No one taught her this. At this time, all the dignity, upbringing, and all the beauty of a woman are shattered by suffering and pain, and they can only struggle in the mud by instinct. She delivered the woman while weeping. When the fetus was born from a pool of blood with a pile of filth, when a loud cry was accompanied by the sun pouring down from behind the clouds, Jiang Yan was exhausted, dripping with cold sweat, and could only sit on the edge of the bed, letting her blood-stained hands hang down by her side , biting his lip and weeping silently. She didn't know what she was crying for, maybe it was because of the devastation, or because of the fragility and strength of life. After crying, she rubbed her eyes vigorously, wiped away the tears, cut the umbilical cord with red eyes, wrapped the baby carefully in the cotton jacket on the bedside, and gently placed it beside the young mother with pale complexion and empty eyes. "Congratulations madam, you are a young master." Jiang Yan squeezed out a smile. The woman's withered eyes lit up, her pale lips twitched, and she said intermittently: "His father isShuozhou GeneralLi GuangyingThank youIn the next life, I will" The breath was cut off, the brilliance in the woman's eyes disappeared, her head slowly turned to one side, as if imprinting a kiss on the baby's face, and then there was no more sound. The door behind him opened with a creak, and Fu Li looked back. Jiang Yan, whose hands were covered in blood, was holding a crying baby. With red eyes, she looked at him and said, "Fu Li, I want to take him back to Shuozhou." Fu Li looked calm, nodded and said: "Okay." He rode a gallop, stepped on the snow and splashed mud, and went straight to the city of Shuozhou. Fu Li reined in his horse, looked up at the crossbowmen on the city wall, and said, "Fu Li, a student of the Imperial Academy, has returned with thirty-seven volumes of ancient books from the Wei and Jin Dynasties, please see Cai Qianhu!" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Today I wanted to write more, to a sweet place, but the author really can't help but feel sleepy~ I can only see you in the next chapter. Thank you Bairongrong, mtdgpgldmw, emm and other cute mines~ "Continue to watch the good article tomorrow", "Qiuqiu", "", "Wu Xie", "", "", "mtdgpgldmw", "momooo", "Sparkle", "Little Fujia" and other cute nutrient solutions~ (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Twenty Seven ? ? Entering Shuozhou City, Jiang Yan looked back on horseback, his sight gradually narrowed and narrowed with the mottled and thick city gates, and finally isolated the ancient road covered with frozen bones in another world. Soldiers in the city were pushing ballistas to prepare to defend against the enemy. Refugees with gloomy faces leaned against the snow-covered city wall, huddling each other for warmth. When they heard the sound of horseshoes approaching, they raised their eyes numbly to look at the approaching people. Their eyes were mournful and confused. However, I don't know whose mercy I am begging for. Fu Li reined in the horse's reins, turned over and dismounted first, the moment he landed, he seemed to stagger, then quickly stood up, stretched out his hand to Jiang Yan whose lips were purple from the cold on the horse's back, and said in a hoarse voice: "Get down. " Jiang Yan was holding the baby, and her frozen fingers rested on Fu Li's palm. The touch was numb, and she couldn't tell whether the other's palm was cold or hot. Her feet were soaked in snow and she lost feeling. When she landed, she almost fell to her knees. Fortunately, Fu Li's eyes quickly caught her, and she managed to stand still. The little baby in her arms didn't even have time to take a bite of breast milk. Jiang Yan only fed him some warm water. Later, the baby stopped crying, and she was always worried that this fragile little life would die of cold and starvation. As soon as he landed at this moment, Jiang Yan couldn't wait to lift off the swaddling clothes and tease the baby's flushed cheeks. The baby closed his eyes and snorted and cried out. Jiang Yanchang breathed a sigh of relief. "Fu Li!" With a loud cry accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, Fu Li raised his eyes and saw that Wei Jinghong was still wearing the Confucian uniform he had worn yesterday when he parted, with messy hair and a slanted belt, and tired cyan and red circles around his eyes. Walking over quickly with eyes focused, he punched Fu Li on the shoulder and said, "I knew you would come back safely! You boyyou boy" Fu Li had an injury to his shoulder, and immediately grunted in pain, gritted his teeth and said, "Wei, Jing, Hong!" Wei Jinghong belatedly saw the tightly bandaged wound on Fu Li's shoulder, and was frightened by the blood all over his body. He widened his eyes and said, "Are you injured? Are you okay? Does it matter? Come with me." Go to the Zhizhou mansion to rest temporarily, and I will call you a doctor!" Inadvertently caught a glimpse of the crying baby in Jiang Yan's arms, and was even more surprised, "You guys made a baby overnight?" "" Jiang Yan said wearily, "He was rescued on the way, and his mother died after giving birth, but his father seems to be a general in Shuozhou City, and his name is Li Guangying." "General Li?" Cai Qi, who came over after hearing the news, happened to hear such a sentence, and interjected, "I recognize him. He led people out of the siege last night and rescued me and a few imperial students back to Shuozhou." Cai Qi had dust stains on his face, his fresh clothes were damaged with a few cuts, and his jacket was splashed with blood. It must have been a night of fierce fighting. He turned around holding the knife, raised his chin towards a young general who was commanding soldiers to defend the city under the city wall, and said, "Over there, the one standing by the city gate." When Jiang Yan handed the baby in Li Guangying's arms, the young general was at a loss for a moment, until he lifted the swaddling clothes and saw a familiar, blood-stained bird on the baby's rosy chest. silver bracelet. The bracelet was old and a little dented. It was the only item on the woman's body that was not snatched by the bandits. Before leaving, Jiang Yan took it off the woman's cold wrist and stuffed it into the baby's swaddle. General Li Shen recognized the bracelet, which he had put on his new wife's wrist when he was still a nobody. Holding the bracelet with his big hands together, he looked down at the crying baby in his arms with distorted facial features, his sword-like lips trembled several times, and it took him a long while to look up at Jiang Yan with all his strength, his voice was so hoarse that he almost became angry Yin, just asked: "Where is my wife?" This tall man stared at Jiang Yan unblinkingly with his red eyes open, with humble hope shining in his eyes. Jiang Yan shook her head slowly, and said, "Mrs. Zun gave birth to him with her own life." Hearing this, the hope in the man's eyes was shattered and turned into deep sadness. He may have expected this earlier, he let out a short choked sound, then stood up abruptly, trying his best to maintain the last dignity of a general, and said hoarsely: "I was ordered to lead the troops to rescue her last night, and I had a chance to save her, but I cannot¡­¡­" The bounden duty of a general is to obey military orders, put the country first and then the family, and Jiang Yan understands what General Li Shen failed to say. She reached out and touched the child's forehead, said goodbye to him for the last time, and said softly: "The child was born at the end of time, and has not yet had milk." General Li Shen nodded, and a line of water stains across his resolute cheeks was quickly wiped away by him. Holding the crying child, he walked quickly to stand in front of the crowd, looked around, and said with red eyes: "Li has an unfeeling request. The boy in the family has just been born and has no mother. If there is a lactating lady among you , can you save my child?" Crowded, you look at me and I look at you, no one responds. Li Shen rolled his Adam's apple and raised his voice, almostAnxiety broke. Wei Jinghong leaned against the doorway and said with a smile: "Fu Li is very awkward, half of his ten sentences are not the truth, if he says anything bad to you in the future, don't dislike him, put him away It is correct to understand it in reverse.¡± Jiang Yan looked puzzled. Wei Jinghong waved his hand: "It's nothing, you'll understand later." After finishing speaking, he quietly closed the door and went out. The room fell silent in an instant, except for the crackling of firewood in the medicine stove. Jiang Yan poked his head out from behind the screen and looked, Fu Li was lying on his back on the couch. Under the orange light, his facial contours softened a lot, not as cold and sharp as usual. He seemed to be sleeping restlessly, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his beautiful lips were slightly dry. After all, Wei Jinghong is careless and doesn't know how to take care of others. Thinking so, Jiang Yan poured a cup of tea to cool down, intending to moisten Fu Li's throat. Unexpectedly, he turned around the screen and met a pair of cold eyes. Fu Li woke up at some point, and was leaning on the bedside to watch her. This is a good thing. Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, and said to Fu Li, "Are you thirsty? Drink some water to moisten your throat." After finishing speaking, she sat in front of the couch and handed the water glass to Fu Li's mouth, "You drink if it's not hot." Fu Li obviously had a fever, his eyes were a little out of focus, and he looked a little dazed and fragile. Fortunately, he was obedient, so he took a few sips of Jiang Yan's hand, and Fang asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are you here?" "I couldn't sleep, so I came here after walking. Seeing that you are alone, I am kind enough to bring you soup and medicine." Jiang Yan smiled and made nonsense, but unfortunately Fu Li was not fooled and was not fooled, so he frowned and said, "Call Wei Jinghong." "He's asleep." Jiang Yan put down her teacup, turned around and went outside to pour the soup, and when she came back, seeing his gloomy face, she said, "You can't blame Ji Ping for what happened. If you want to be serious, you should target me. After all, no matter what No matter how you look at it, I'm the weakest one." "You are not." Fu Li said. "Yeah." Jiang Yan stirred the medicine bowl, and when the medicine soup was not so hot, she handed it to Fu Li, "Drink the medicine, and sleep and everything will be fine." Fu Li frowned, obviously resisting. "I hate taking pills," he said. "I also hate cabbage, I hate doing things step by step, and I hate reading even more." After a pause, Fu Li suddenly raised his eyes, his unfocused eyes were fixed on Jiang Yan, shining inexplicably against the light, "I also Hate you." "" Jiang Yan can be sure that Fu Li is in a coma. In the past, when he was sober, he would never show his emotions. He always had a cold face, making it difficult to guess. Now he even said a few 'disgusting', It can be seen that I am really confused. "You are always like that, that" Fu Li said "that" for a long time without saying anything, just lowered his eyes, and repeated it as if talking to himself: "Jiang Yan, I don't like it." "Hey, enough is enough, even if you are a patient, you can't be so willful." Jiang Yan sighed helplessly, "Even if I am told you hate me again and again, I will be sad." As she spoke, she put the medicinal soup beside the bed, and hummed: "Since you don't want to see me like this, I'll leave, so you can rest." But just as he got up, his wrist was grabbed. Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows, tilted her head slightly, and her gaze fell on her wrist. Fu Li had a fever, and his palms were hot, so he held her tightly, without saying a word. "Don't go." A cold, commanding tone. Looking from Jiang Yan's point of view, you can only see his drooping eyelids, straight nose bridge, and tight lip line, as high-minded and stubborn as ever. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Wei Jinghong: I can only help you so far! Fu Li: Ah Yan definitely didn't know that the jade was in my hands, I concealed it very well! Jiang Yan (honey smile): I just watch you quietly. ps: The 2.13 update is at 8:00 p.m., and we will basically set this time if there is no accident in the future~ Thank you for your comments and mine nutrient solution, and the list of thanks will be sent tomorrow, refills! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Twenty Eight ? Fu Li sips from the medicine bowl in one hand, and Jiang Yan is still clutched in the other hand, making her unable to get away. The usually cold, arrogant and noble young man has been sick all his life, but clings like a child. The temperature on her wrist was astonishingly hot, Jiang Yan pulled her hand with great effort, but unexpectedly she pulled it away from Fu Li's palm, and he grabbed the sleeve quickly with his eyes and hands, unable to break free for a long time, she sighed 'Oh,' and simply sat down On the footsteps beside the bed, he looked at Fu Li by the dim candlelight. The skin on his slender and beautiful knuckles was broken, and the dark red scabs against his fair complexion looked shocking. The wind was still blowing outside the house, and the window sash was flapping. Jiang Yan unconsciously saw the figure of him standing in the smoke with a broken sword in his hand, and remembered his lowered head when facing Ji Xuan's irrational questioning. A little soft, as if the tit-for-tat confrontation at the first meeting has become an unreachable past life. Could it be that this is the so-called friendship in adversity? Thinking about it, Fu Li had already drank the last sip of the soup with his head raised. The medicine must have been very bitter, Fu Li frowned, his light-colored lips were tightly drawn, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. After suppressing the bitterness welling up in his throat, he leaned over and put the empty medicine bowl beside the bed On the case table. "Master Fu, I am still not convinced by you." Maybe it was too quiet in the room, Jiang Yan couldn't help but said, "Before I knew about the engagement, my fighting spirit came from your arrogance. Later, It's because of a trace of jealousy towards you." Unexpectedly she would say that, Fu Li's hands stopped, his fingertips rested on the edge of the bowl for a moment, and then he asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are you jealous?" "I'm jealous of your talent. Whether it's in the examination room or on the battlefield, you are always very aggressive. You are the leader in everything from articles, royal horses, archery, and swordsmanship." It's a pity that no one is perfect. His talent was finely crafted, but his temper was kneaded into a ball of mud, which was so awkward that people couldn't figure it out. Fu Li interrupted her thoughts and said: "If you were forced to sleep at Haishi and wake up at Maoshi since you were three years old, and you have been writing for more than ten years, you can do the same." Jiang Yan came back to her senses and sighed, "Is Mr. Shoufu so strict?" Fu Li was silent. Thinking of something, he lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Yan's slightly wrinkled cuffs, and said after a moment of silence: "But what I'm looking for is not the way of a sage, I've long been tired of writing articles with the same format." When he said this, he was rarely hoarse and low, sounding a bit lonely. Mr. Fu is really very ill today, these words, even if he rots in his stomach, he would not say these words on weekdays. It seems that Jiang Yan really got to know Fu Li only tonight. This model Confucian scholar who is highly regarded and respected by the industry said that he doesn't like reading and writing, just like a wealthy businessman who says he doesn't like money That kind of feeling is just like Jiang Yan He threw a punch with all his strength, but Fu Li lightly caught her and knocked her down to the ground and crushed her hard. At the end, he wiped his hands expensively, looked down at her and said, "Actually, I don't like fighting at all, either." .¡± Jiang Yan was almost cynical after being defeated so many times by this leader of Guozixue who 'doesn't like reading'. The shadow of the lamp flickered, and Jiang Yan asked with a complicated face: "Then what are you going to do in the future?" "Be a military commander." The patient Fu Li answered every question, and the hand that was holding her sleeve was tight, and the light blue veins on the back of the hand were faintly visible. With the lights in his eyes, he said firmly, "Ding Guo An Bang, protect you" After a pause, he uttered another word, " we." Jiang Yan didn't notice his meaningful pause between words, but was surprised by the firmness in his eyes. At this time, in the troubled times, under the dangerous city, his hoarse sentence is as if it has a thousand weight, and it rings loudly. "Very good." Although for some reason she became the object of Mr. Fu's confidant, Jiang Yan still dutifully enlightened, nodded and repeated, "It's good to be a general." Fu Li's eyes were soft, and his heart was touched by her self-esteem. It's a pity that before the emotion was over, I saw Jiang Yan squinting her crescent eyes and thinking: "If you leave, I will be the first in the Guozi Academy. It's very good." "" The voice was very small, but Fu Li heard it. ?The night was exceptionally quiet, the two of them let go of their past prejudices and chatted casually, and couldn't remember who fell asleep first, and when Fu Li woke up, there was a little morning light outside the window. The fabric in the palm of his hand was soft. When he looked down, he was still holding Jiang Yan's sleeve, and the girl with beautiful eyebrows was lying on the bedside and fell asleep. The oil lamp had long been burned to the end, the light in the room was dim, and it was very cold. Jiang Yan did not sleep soundly, her brows were slightly frowned, and the messy hair on her sideburns stuck to the corner of her mouth. She did not know how long she had been sleeping here. The inexplicable throbbing came again. Unexpectedly, Fu Li let go of her sleeves, and raised his slender knuckles slightly, as if he wanted to take off the naughty corners of her mouth for her.She smiled, and said in a warm voice, "Seven people come together, and they should return together, even if it's just a corpse." "Do you think war is a trifle? The sword has no eyes, and it will kill people!" Cai Qi said angrily, "How many days can a mere Shuozhou City survive?" Fu Li thought for a moment, and said: "The Tatars attack the city, they just lift the wooden pestle to break the gate or use the catapult to attack the city. But this time the Tatars attacked Shuozhou from the border city in one day, they must be light-packed. Moreover, the terrain outside the city of Shuozhou is open and flat, and there are no huge stones for it to use, so trebuchets are useless." "Then only the wooden pestle is left to hit the door." Jiang Yan continued, "We can block the city gate with manpower or heavy objects. As long as the city is not broken, we have a chance of winning." "The Tatars are attacking rapidly, and they don't stop midway. Most of them want to make a quick decision. They don't have more than seven days of food and grass. As long as they find a way to send masters to go around the enemy's rear camp, burn their food and grass, and stick to it for two days, they will be able to retreat. "Speaking, Fu Li looked at the sunshine pouring out of the house. The snow was clear and the northwest wind was strong, which was most suitable for burning grain camps. "My father is the great general of Zhenguo. He holds a hundred thousand elite soldiers to guard Cangzhou. It's only a day's journey to dispatch the troops." Bright, with a slight dimple in his smile, "I would like to write a letter in hand, and order someone to report to Cangzhou, and reinforcements will surely come within three days!" In Guozixue, Wu Mianxue has always been cautious and low-key, with a very low sense of presence. No one would have thought that she would step forward at this time and throw out a shocking plan. Cai Qi looked at Wu Mianxue in disbelief, with obvious doubts in his tone: "You?" "Yes, I." Wu Mianxue seemed to be a different person, no longer as obedient as before, her eyes filled with the calmness of a tiger girl from the general family, "I fled the night before, who did Lord Qianhu think those two Tatars were?" Killed?" Sure enough, the little lamb finally showed its fangs. From the first time Jiang Yan practiced archery, she vaguely felt that Wu Mianxue seemed to be deliberately covering up her skills. Although she didn't know why she was hiding her clumsiness, but this time with the help of General Zhen Guo, the chances of winning were eight or nine points. Cai Qi paced the hall holding his knife, as if weighing the pros and cons. After a long while, he stopped and asked, "Think about it, if the city gate has not been guarded, the enemy's food and grass have not been burned, and the reinforcements from Cangzhou have not arrived, what should you do?" Fu Li said firmly: "As long as two of the three strategies succeed, it is impossible to lose." Cai Qi said: "What if?" "If this is the case" Fu Li pondered for a moment, then said coldly, "If this is the case, burn the Shuozhou grain camp, abandon the city and surrender, and save the lives of the people in the city." As soon as this remark came out, the whole audience was shocked. Cai Qi stared wide-eyed, looked at Fu Li for a long time, and then murmured: "You are decisive at such a young age, but you are a natural general." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Today, my parents temporarily asked me to take them to the movies, so I hurriedly bought a movie ticket at 7:30 to watch "The Wandering Earth", sorry for the lateness! There is another chapter in the Zhanluan chapter that is completely over Thank you 25500087 for throwing 1 landmine 19792118 for throwing 1 landmine 19792118 for throwing 1 mine, Ziheng threw 1 mine, Mangosteen Gongshanzhu threw 1 rocket launcher~ Thank you "summer-berries", irrigation nutrient solution "wait for the wind", "", "liy", "forgetful little boy", "" "Lan Erge's little daughter-in-law", "", "ethanol", " "Wu Xie", "Eat, Eat, Sleep" and other cute nutrient solutions ~ (Remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Twenty Nine ? On the 21st night of November in the winter of the 14th year of Hongchang, the Tatars attacked the city twice, but were unsuccessful. The two sides had been in a stalemate for nine hours. In the middle of the night, the Tatars launched their third siege. The heavy city gates were crumbling under the impact of heavy pestles, and sawdust flew. Shuozhou soldiers resisted the city gates with their flesh and blood. On the top, in less than half an hour, more than half of the soldiers died in the battle, and the bones were piled up under the city wall, and blood stains meandered from the city gate to the street entrance. The Han army suffered heavy casualties, and it was almost overwhelmed to look at the city gate. Li Guangying, the general of Shuozhou, rode his horse covered in blood, and recruited soldiers on the spot, saying: "I am a great Ming country, how can I allow the barbarian cavalry to trample on it! You hot-blooded men!" Those who wish to defend the country to the death, please fight with me!" There was a lot of shouting along the road, and middle-aged men bid farewell to their wives and daughters one after another, and joined the anti-enemy camp with hoes and sickles. At the beginning, there were only a dozen people, and gradually it became dozens, hundreds of people The crowd, who fear death as their own, went to the battlefield one after another, and even immature teenagers and white-haired old men could be seen in the crowd. Wei Jinghong and Wu Mianxue joined the battle to defend the city first, and then Fu Li, who had not recovered from his injuries and had just receded from a high fever. At that moment, Jiang Yan opened her mouth, words of persuasion came to her lips, and finally turned into a smile: "Young Master Fu, you all have to come back safely." Fu Li sat on the horseback, dressed in night like ink, and nodded slightly to her: "Okay." Jiang Yan, Ji Xuan, and Cheng Wen were mediocre, and were ordered by Cai Qianhu to stay in the government office to take care of the elderly and weak. At this time, the lights were dim and the breath was freezing. Jiang Yan stood alone under the eaves, looking at the ashes flying in the sky, and listening to the roaring and killing shouts in the distance, her heart clenched and she couldn't calm down for a long time. Just now I heard from the people in the government office that Mr. Lu had already arrived at the post station in the city safely. Jiang Yan thought that he would not be able to go to the battlefield to help, and it would be useless to rush, so he simply packed up his appearance and went to visit. The post station is not far away, and after turning a corner, you will arrive at the place where Lu Lao lives temporarily. Jiang Yan knocked on the door, explaining her purpose, and two disciples of the Lu family led her in by lighting the lamps. She walked through the vestibule where more than ten boxes of classics and historical books were piled up, and turned to the reception hall. The hall was brightly lit, as bright as day, and there were five or six dust-covered scholars standing in front of the steps. They should be local Confucian scholars in Shuozhou, and they came here to see Mr. Lu. Inside the room stood four 30-year-old direct disciples of the Lu family, who were holding a lamp to illuminate a pile of bamboo slips and ancient books covered in gray and black mud. Among the ancient books, there was a half-kneeling man wearing a crane A thin old man with a cloak. "Cultural relics are extremely fragile when they are unearthed, and they can be broken at the touch of a touch. The group of people who were born in Datong Mansion are so rude. How many bamboo slips have been dug up with a hoe, and this war has happened" The old man's voice was a little hoarse, but Full of energy, he said slowly, "If the ancestors know that their hard work will be ruined by the later generations, I am afraid that they will be disturbed." The disciple who held the lamp ordered Jiang Yan to wait in front of the steps. The Confucian scholars reported themselves one by one, Lu Yunsheng did not even lift his head, but still concentrated on sorting out the ancient books, brushed off the dust on the remnants of the scrolls with an extremely pious attitude, carefully put them into the tray held by his disciples, and muttered "This piece belongs to the six arts strategy", "This piece is damp and the handwriting is blurred, please repair it carefully" From the beginning to the end, I didn't look at the group of Confucian scholars. The world's great Confucianism really has an extraordinary aura. The Confucian scholars were left out in the cold, and they all stood aside with their heads bowed, respectful, and did not dare to slack off in the slightest. Soon it was Jiang Yan's turn. She walked forward slowly, folded her sleeves towards Mr. Lu who was squatting to clean up the ancient books, bowed to the end, and said sincerely: "Jiang Yan from Yanzhou, I have met Mr. Lu." She didn't expect to get a response at first, but Mr. Lu paused after hearing her name, and it took a long time to turn around slowly, squinting his eyes and looking at Jiang Yan, as if confirming something. Except for his long beard and graying, Elder Lu is no different from eight years ago. He still has a fairy-like appearance, and his deep-set eyes are very hale and hearty. "Are you Jiang Yan?" As if he thought the light was too dark, Mr. Lu took the lantern handed by his disciple, walked two steps towards Jiang Yan, and took a careful look at Jiang Yan's face. The memory and the reality coincided, he was in a daze for a moment, and then said with a complicated expression, "The war is in chaos, why are you here? Who told you to come?" "By the order of my parents, I'm here to thank you for your recommendation." After finishing speaking, Jiang Yan knelt down and kowtowed, touching her forehead to the ground, and saluted, "Of course, even if there is no order from her parents, Jiang Yan can do it according to her feelings and reason." I should come this time, thank you dearly.¡± Lu Yunsheng looked at Jiang Yan with a very complicated expression, unable to tell whether it was joy or anger. After a long time, his gray beard trembled, and he waved his hands away to drive away a group of Confucian disciples. When there were no more idlers in the room, he asked in a deep voice, "Your mother How has it been these years?" Jiang Yan looked up, surprise flashing across his face. But she quickly regained her composure, suppressed the doubts in her heart and replied: "Mr.??Take some bookishness and be a gentle lady. Dad is getting old, I don't want to make him sad, so I have been trying my best to pretend that I was very successful, who knows" Unexpectedly, in the event of a great war, even surviving is a problem, so how can I pretend to be weak and abduct Xiao Langjun. "I think your appearance is more dazzling now." Wei Jinghong's voice was slurred by the jolting of the horse, and he smiled, "Thank you for your kindness. Don't worry, your marriage is on me! " At that time, thick smoke billowed in the north of Shuozhou City, and the fire took advantage of the wind to burn the Tatar tents and food. The Han army's sneak attack succeeded, and the Tatars were in chaos. Maozheng, Fu Li, who was soaked in blood, ran up the city wall, discarded the curled long sword, picked up the bow and arrow on the spot and pulled it like a full moon, and shot an arrow through the neck of a Tatar general. At the hour of Chen, the Tatars withdrew and retreated to the outer city. On November 22nd of the 14th year of Hongchang, the general of the Shuozhou town sent troops to help, chased and killed the Tatars, and recovered the lost land. On November 23rd of the fourteenth year of Hongchang, the Tatars retreated outside the pass, and the five-day war finally subsided. That night, Fu Li personally dug out Ji Ping's body from the mouth of the collapsed tunnel at the ruins and transported it to Shuozhou. On November 25th of the fourteenth year of Hongchang, Cai Qi escorted six Confucian scholars and returned their corpses to Tianfu. On the day of returning to Yingtian Mansion, the first heavy snowfall of the year fell in the imperial capital. Six Confucian scholars, all covered in plain onyx, walked into the city with their coffins step by step through the snow. On the fourth day of December in the fourteenth year of Hongchang, Ji Ping¡¯s Confucian uniform was displayed in the Guozi Academy. Incense was set for him with the highest etiquette, and the funeral bell rang three times. With white hemp, to see off Ji Ping who died in martyrdom. Jiang Yan was dressed in white and stood at the end of the line, and there was an empty space beside her, which belonged to that cold and noble boy from the Fu family. It has been two days since I responded to Tianfu, but Fu Li never appeared in Guozixue again. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Everyone guessed it, I am not happy~¨q(¨s^¨t)¨r Today is Valentine's Day, I wish you all a happy holiday ~ There will be sugar tomorrow! Hey~ (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Thirty ? The battle in the winter of the 14th year of Hongchang suffered heavy casualties, and broke the stability and peace of the Ming Dynasty for more than ten years. Although the Tatars retreated outside the customs, there were many subsequent negotiations involved. However, that was the matter of the Chinese and military officials. . Including the thirty-seven volumes that Ji Ping desperately protected, the Guozijian team brought back a total of 409 fragmented volumes from the war, and another 600 volumes were in the hands of Mr. Lu. Dig again after the border is stabilized. On the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, the crown prince ordered people to comfort Ji Ping's family, and rewarded Jiang Yan, Cheng Wen and other five people with twenty taels of silver and ten bolts of silk as rewards. For a while, everyone looked at them differently than before, and their tone of voice was a little cautious when talking to them. But Fu Li has never appeared, so I don't know what the situation is. At the end of the year, the Guozijian will be on vacation for dozens of days so that the supervising students can go home to visit relatives and reunite. It will be a holiday in a few days, and the study in the library will be much easier. Only doctors and teaching assistants will occasionally check their homework, and the rest of the time, students will be allowed to study on their own. The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is soft and quiet, without the whistling wind in Saibei. Jiang Yan was tired from reading, and lay down on the desk to take a nap. Suddenly, she seemed to see the cold and noble young man sitting next to her, cast a haughty glance at her, and said lightly, "Sleep soundly during the day." , not ashamed." Jiang Yan woke up almost immediately, rubbed her eyes dimly and turned her head to look. The place beside her was empty, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were neatly arranged. It was obvious that no one had touched it for many days There was no sign of that person. Without Fu Li's absence, life seemed to be a little less fun and unable to stir up any waves. She yawned and was holding her chin in a daze, when Wu Mianxue pulled Ruan Yu over and said, "Ayan, congratulations on getting the leader again in this exam!" Wu Mianxue has returned to the clean and soft appearance she had when she first came to the Imperial College, she smiled without showing her teeth, and spoke softly, as if the woman outside the Great Wall who was carrying a few kilograms of big swords to cut through the thorns and thorns was just a dream. Seeing that Jiang Yan didn't speak, Wu Mianxue was a little uneasy, lying on the opposite desk and said in a low voice: "Ayan, you won't see me as a vulgar person after seeing my true face, and don't want to get along with me anymore. ?¡± "What nonsense are you talking about?" Wu Mianxue recalled Jiang Yan's thoughts drifting to the sky, and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, I prefer the way you stand on horseback with a sword, your heroic demeanor." Wu Mianxue blinked, and said with a chuckle: "No, it's better to pretend to be well-behaved. Give my father a son-in-law to go back, and make his old man happy." Ruan Yu on the side was stupefied, looking at this and that, and said softly: "Since you came back from going out, I can't understand what you are saying." Going out and going through a war, those memories soaked in blood and gunpowder smoke still hurt my heart. Since returning from Shuozhou, Jiang Yan didn¡¯t even dare to touch the bow and arrow for a while, she was afraid that the arrow would shoot out sticky fish when it penetrated the grass target Hot blood comes. She deliberately pressed the memory into her heart, just smiled and waved to Ruan Yu, not mentioning it again. ?It was snowing outside, and there were very few students studying in the library, so the atmosphere was rarely comfortable and peaceful. While chatting, Wei Jinghong walked in leisurely, waving a paper fan. The word 'rich' was written on the fan, which was really ostentatious. Seeing a few girls, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and said: "Oh, so you are all here!" Jiang Yan poked Wu Mianxue, winked and said, "Look, Ah Xue, this 'son-in-law' is pretty good." "Begging to be beaten!" Wu Mianxue knew that she was making fun of her words of "tricking a son-in-law back to my father", so she pinched Jiang Yan's cheek angrily, "Be careful, I dragged out a forty-nine-pound long knife to beat me you." "What son-in-law?" Wei Jinghong listened to a few words, squinted his eyes and sat down with a smile, trying to join this topic. When Wu Mianxue saw him coming, she pulled Ruan Yu up and ran away, leaving Wei Jinghong with an inexplicable expression: "Hey, why are you leaving?" Jiang Yan smiled but said nothing. Scanning the empty seat behind Wei Jinghong, she subconsciously asked, "Young Master Wei, why haven't you seen Fu Li these days?" "He, he" As soon as he said the beginning, Wei Jinghong suddenly shut up as if thinking of something, poked out a pair of peach blossom eyes from behind the folding fan and said, "He won't let me say it." There was no one else around, so Jiang Yan asked bluntly: "Isn't it true that you have joined the army?" "How do you know?" Wei Jinghong closed his fan and said in surprise, "He even told you this?" Jiang Yan accidentally guessed it right, and followed Wei Jinghong's words: "Isn't that right. Once Mr. Fu gets sick, he will spit out everything." "I see." Wei Jinghong smiled, "Fu Li is not that weak, even if he is seriously ill, he is very vigilant. He can tell you what is in his heart, which shows that he has no defenses against you and trusts you very much." Do you trust it? theYan's eyes were glued to Fu Li's body, and he didn't even know what the doctor said. She really didn't understand that the Imperial College would be on vacation tomorrow, so why did he come here on the last day? Anyway, I have been on sick leave for several days, and I don't care about the extra day. Fu Li always taught her to be unpredictable. Jiang Yan was full of thoughts, but Fu Li sat upright as if nothing happened, with his back straight, looking forward blinking, listening to the doctor's elongated tone shaking his head and shaking his head, saying "Zhihu Zheye". He also said that he doesn't like reading, isn't that very serious. Thinking of this, Jiang Yan looked away from him and listened carefully. It's just that she didn't notice that when she was fascinated by listening, the seemingly serious Mr. Fu quietly turned his eyes, and he never left after his eyes fell on her. Life is about moving forward with a heavy load. He was covered in pain, and he came here on snow. I don't know if it was because of the old grudge between the two camps, or because of the reluctance to see the other side's "Yi Jia" article, or because of the beginning of love after sharing joys and sorrows Destiny has already been messed up. , no answer. ?There is still a quarter of an hour before the separation school, but Jiang Yan is already restless, thinking of chatting with Fu Li, asking him how he plans to deal with the marriage contract between the two families, and asking about his injuries Unexpectedly, before the end of get out of class, Cen Siye temporarily assigned a task: let the Confucian scholars clean up the snow in the Imperial College, and work hard before leaving school. So Jiang Yan had no choice but to follow her companions to get the broom. The snow is more than three inches thick, and it is the midwinter season when the breath turns to ice, and the fingers will freeze stiff after a while, making it quite difficult to sweep. Jiang Yan looked at the pile of snow swept up on the ground, and was frowned thinking about something, when Wei Jinghong's loud voice came from behind: "Miss Jiang! What are you in a daze for?" Jiang Yan turned around and saw Wei Jinghong carrying a shovel, standing side by side with Fu Li a foot away, one with a smile like spring, and the other with a cold expression. "I want to build a snowman." Jiang Yan replied, and then his eyes fell on Fu Li, and he kindly said, "Young Master Fu still has injuries, so you don't need to use it to sweep the snow." "Leave him alone! If you sweep around here, how can he sit still! He's eager to follow you and he's too embarrassed to talk to you, so he knows how to be brave!" "Wei Jinghong!" "Okay, okay, I won't say it, I won't say it! Fuli, put down the shovel!" Wei Jinghong jumped to Jiang Yan's side and stood still, with a look of fearlessness, and said to Jiang Yan, "Little lady wants to build a snowman Heap, it's the last day, Si Ye won't be angry." Jiang Yan smiled and shook her head: "But I'm afraid of cold hands." "It's easy!" Wei Jinghong threw away his shovel and squatted down, rolled two snowballs, one large and one small, on the ground with his hands and stacked them together, muttering, "I'll build you a unique snowman in Yingtian Mansion! Come and poke one!" Eyes, draw a nose, and a mouth" Wei Jinghong was born with the ability to make girls happy, Jiang Yan propped up the broom and watched engrossed. But before he finished his mouth, he saw a shovel flying towards him, shoveling away this 'Yingtian Mansion's unique snowman' by the roots, leaving no bones left. Jiang Yan: "?!" Wei Jinghong: "" Wei Jinghong froze in place, raised his head with hands full of snow, and saw Fu Li with a gloomy face. "Go to work, Wei Jinghong." Mr. Fu's face was very unkind, he gave Wei Jinghong a cold look, piled the snow in the shovel to the side of the road, and finally used the shovel to compact it until it was torn apart The snowman was overwhelmed and there was no trace before giving up. "I'll just build a snowman for the little lady, why are you angry." Wei Jinghong was a little wronged, and muttered with a mournful face, "Poor my Xuewa, who suffered this innocent disaster" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Snowman (Groundhog shouts): ? ? ? ? I beg you to get married where you are, please don't mess with me again, thank you! ! ! ps At Little Cutie¡¯s request, Fu Li¡¯s Fu is a cursive prefix, and Fu Jian¡¯s Fu is ~ Thank you for the super invincible cute, 25500087, Qi Nian, emm and other cute mines~ Thank you for "Guisi", "Winter Brew", "Eat, Eat, Sleep", "Mu Shang¡ã", "Talking Winnie the Pooh", "seeyure", "Mangosteen Arched Mountain Pig", "chinansharon", "Fifty "Mo", "Meng Ke", "last-christmas", "liy", "eat, eat, sleep and sleep", etc. the nutrient solution fed by the cuties~ (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Thirty-One ? ?Study in the Guozijian is exhausting, and ordinary supervisors will have an extra farming holiday in May, but the Confucian students in the Guozixue class are all the children of officials and eunuchs, and they don¡¯t need to work in agriculture. They only look forward to the 40-odd holidays at the end of the year. ? On the twelfth day of December, the Confucian students of Guozixue gathered in the doctor's hall, preparing to listen to the admonition before the official leave. Jiang Yan got up a little later, packed up and rushed to the courtyard outside the doctor's hall, and saw a group of Confucian scholars gathered beside the stone steps in front of the hall, pointing something, and from time to time, a phrase "who piled it up" and "okay" came from time to time. Ugly", I don't know who said something, and the Confucian scholars gathered together burst into laughter. Curious, Jiang Yan pulled Ruan Yu who was coming and said, "Ayu, what are they laughing at?" "Ayan, go and see, someone built a snowman beside the stone steps!" Ruan Yu led Jiang Yan to the side of the stone steps, pointed to one side and said, "Look, it's interesting! " Jiang Yan followed Ruan Yu's guidance, and sure enough, there was a two-foot-tall snowman standing in the corner beside the stone steps. This snowman has a small head and a big body. The eyes are dotted with black beads the size of a thumb, and the mouth made of red beads is pressed into a line. It is quite serious, but there are two big lumps of cinnabar red on the cheeks, which is serious. There was a bit of weird joy in it. Jiang Yan guessed that the person who built this snowman must be a novice. He didn't know that the snowball would look naive if it rolled fluffy. He pressed the upper and lower snowballs with brute force. The snowballs were as hard as iron and full of bumps. , looks like It's really ugly. The snow was swept all afternoon yesterday, and the roadside was clean at this time, except for this grotesque snowman standing in front of the steps. The morning light first appeared, shining on the snowman's black eyes, shining brightly. Jiang Yan sensed that something was wrong, she closed one eyeball with her hand and looked at the sun, she was speechless for a moment. "These eyeballscouldn't be inlaid with black pearls?" A knowledgeable person in the crowd exclaimed. Then, someone hurriedly pulled the snowman's mouth out to have a look, and then exclaimed several times: "Who is full and has nothing to do? Make a snowman here, and use black pearls for eyes, and red agate for eyes." Make your mouth!" Not only that, the snowman's neck is wrapped with fine Hangzhou fine silk, such an ugly and rich snowman is really unique in Yingtian Mansion. "Hey, I worked all night to make such a snowman. Don't break it! The beads are returned, can you pick them up!" Wei Jinghong squeezed into the crowd and snatched the red agate from the Confucian scholars who watched the excitement. The beads were crookedly pressed back on the snowman's mouth, and the serious snowman turned into a clown with raised mouth corners. Seeing that Wei Jinghong is so precious, the crowd who watched the excitement thought he was the one who made it, and after a few words of laughter, he dispersed. Jiang Yan put the black pearls in her hands back into the eyes of the snowman, recalling the snowman that Fu Li shoveled away before Wei Jinghong finished the pile yesterday, and asked, "This strangely shaped snowman is Mr. Wei's masterpiece?" Unexpectedly, Wei Jinghong was at a loss for a moment, and laughed and vetoed: "The snow I made would not be so ugly!" After that, he winked at Jiang Yan mysteriously, "However, after blowing out the lamp last night, someone I slipped out for a while, but I didn¡¯t know why, and when I came back, my hands were red and cold, and I was not allowed to ask.¡± Needless to say, the "someone" in Wei Jinghong's mouth knows who it is. Jiang Yan understood, rolled her eyes, entered the door with her sleeves covered, and sat down beside Fu Li. The arrogant and seldom-spoken Mr. Fu was sorting out the book case. When he heard her footsteps approaching, he paused slightly, and then continued to sort out, stacking the books. Jiang Yan glanced at his slender knuckles, and sure enough, there was a slight redness and purple on the back of the hand, like the marks left after being frozen Before Jiang Yan could look carefully, Fu Li seemed to notice her gaze, Calmly, he put his hands on his knees, covering the red marks on his hands with the hanging cuffs. When the bell rang, the Confucian scholars took their seats, waiting for Si Ye's admonition. This kind of scene was always serious, so Jiang Yan had no choice but to look away for the time being. After finally surviving the lengthy admonition, all the Confucian scholars bowed to bid farewell to the master, and a year of hard study came to an end. Everyone dispersed in twos and threes to return home, but Jiang Yan deliberately kept the scroll in her hand until the end. Fu Li picked up a pen to practice calligraphy, and accompanied her in silence. Soon, there was no one in the hall, except for the silent two sitting quietly across a narrow aisle. "Mr. Fu, you are still injured, so it is better not to hang your wrists to practice calligraphy." I don't know how long there was silence, Jiang Yan raised a pair of bright and smiling eyes from behind the scroll, and slowly broke the silence, "I saw the snowman at the door , although it is decorated with pearls and jade, its appearance is a bit strange, but it is still interesting to look at carefully." Hearing this, Fu Li slowly put down his pen, and it was very rewarding to see his expression. &Yan waited for a long time but did not get Fu Li's answer. There was always a vague, cobweb-bound boredom in her heart. After a long time, she sighed softly and got up. Before he could walk away, someone grabbed his wrist. She turned around in surprise, only to see that Fu Li was still sitting upright on his knees, holding her hand painfully, and said softly, "I thought about it." These three words were spoken lightly and hastily, but they sounded like thunder in Jiang Yan's ears, the cobwebs bound in her heart disintegrated, and her heart beat out of rhythm. "What about you?" Fu Li raised his chin slightly and asked her. The temperature on her wrist was hot, Jiang Yan bent her eyes, quickly lowered the corners of her mouth, and said the truth in her heart: "I have thought about it too. I think it should be clear soup with little water, family rules and regulations, and chickens flying like dogs." .¡± Fu Li let go of his hand, and his complexion that had just turned sunny turned cloudy again. "It's that bad too." He snorted coldly. The tone couldn't tell whether it was justification or irritation. "If Mr. Fu doesn't want to retire for the time being, I can wait for a while." Jiang Yan faced the lingering snow and winter sun outside the window, her hair fluttering slightly with the wind that leaked in, and raised her chin and asked Fu Li, "But before that , do you have anything to return to me?" Fu Li was still immersed in the scene of "chicken flying and dog jumping", and for a moment he didn't understand what Jiang Yan was referring to. In a daze, Jiang Yan coughed dryly and turned around, patted the non-existent dust on her body and said: "It seems that you are not ready, and I am not ready, then this matter will be discussed later." She turned around and walked out of the hall, took two steps and then paused, turned around as if remembering something, and said to Fu Li: "Soaking hands in hot pepper water can relieve frostbite." After finishing speaking, she smiled lightly, and did not forget to poke the snowman's cheek when she descended the steps, like a child who has no worries. Fu Li watched her back and left, then looked down at his own knuckle-knuckle palms, and remained silent for a long time. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù ?Fu Li¡¯s imagined life after marriage: Jiang Yan, spread paper and ink for me! Jiang Yan: Okay, husband~ Fu Li Tsundere: You're so stupid, you can't even study ink! Come, let me teach you! Fu Li: Jiang Yan, undress me! Jiang Yan: Alright, my husband has worked hard~ Fu Li Tsundere: The technique is too slow, let me do it! (Speaking, by the way, pick up Jiang Yan.) I want to wait for the snow to melt and go pick up beads hhhh (remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Thirty-Two ? ? On the second day of the vacation, the magistrate of Yanzhou sent a groom and a nanny to take Ruan Yu back to his hometown. Jiang Yan walked with him and left Yingtian Mansion where the first snow had not cleared. Today, in the mansion of the chief assistant. "You're just duplicity! It's all over now, why don't you give her back the jade and tell her that you don't want to divorce." In the study, Wei Jinghong leaned on the imperial concubine's bed to read a strange novel, and glanced at it from time to time. Fu Li glanced at him, as if he hated iron but not steel. The green calyx plum blossoms in front of the window have just burst into buds, bursting with cold fragrance. Fu Li sat upright and practiced calligraphy, with a pot of warm prickly ash water beside the table, he didn't care about pursuing Wei Jinghong's listening to the corner of the wall. A group of ink stains bloomed on the rice paper. Wei Jinghong sighed old-fashionedly again, propped his head on his hands and said, "Oh, actually, I understand you too. Your family rules are so strict, guarding against arrogance, impetuosity, joy and sorrow, you are almost cut off from love. Now, you yearn for freedom of mind, but you have to be bound by the rules, just like you like Jiang Yan, but you are embarrassed to admit it." Fu Li raised his eyes and looked at Wei Jinghong in disbelief: "How did you know that I like her?" Wei Jinghong almost fell off the couch, and thought on the verge of collapse: My Mr. Fu, you have been sitting here for half a day writing "Yan" and "Page", even a blind person can see that you are an old man. How about lovesickness? "No, you don't like it." Wei Jinghong rolled his eyes, shook his fan and deliberately stimulated him, "So I can marry Jiang Yan for you, and I will treat her well." "You dare." Fu Li didn't turn his head, but his tone became a little lower, obviously agitated. "Let me just say, since you have some interest in her and the blessing of your marriage contract, there is nothing to worry about!" Wei Jinghong closed his fan, and said, "Jiang Yan is not an unknown girl, If you are kidnapped one day, you won't even have time to cry." Fu Li put down his pen and said to himself after a long time: "I haven't even settled my affairs properly, so if I talk about marriage at this time, it would be a bit irresponsible." Speaking of this, his mind sank slightly. Although he understood the truth in his heart, when he heard that Jiang Yan was going to divorce, he was still so unwilling that he couldn't sleep all night and practiced swords all night in anger. ? On December 20, Ningyang County, Yanzhou Prefecture. "Master, madam! Our girl is back!" In the inner courtyard of the government office, a chubby middle-aged woman wiped her hands with an apron, while shaking her rich body, she ran towards the wing room, her voice resounding like a gong. The Jiang family has always been adhering to the idea of ??increasing income and reducing expenditure, and all the attendants in the mansion are reduced to the minimum. Except for public officials, only Aunt Cao who washes and cooks and Uncle Li who looks after the house is left in private. Hearing Aunt Cao's loud voice, Mrs. Jiang, who was pasting the fan, hurriedly put down the work in her hand, got up and washed off the paste stained on her fingertips in the warm water in the basin, her gentle eyes were full of smiles, and she said to the outside of the house: "Cao Auntie, is Ayan back yet? I was talking to Mr. Lang this morning, counting the days, she should be back in these two days!" Before Jiang Yanren showed up, the girl's crisp voice came one step ahead, and she said with a smile: "Grandma Cao, judging by your size, the food must be good this year!" Aunt Cao laughed heartily: "It's all thanks to the master, wife and girl!" Mrs. Jiang wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and when she went out, she saw Jiang Yan sticking to Aunt Cao's body like a monkey. She reached out to touch the hair on her temples, and said in her mouth, "Oh, Madam Cao, don't move! Here's a baby!" If you have a gray hair, I will pull it out for you!" Aunt Cao tried her best to tilt her head, leaned forward and backward with a smile, and said, "Ouch, my good girl, please be gentle! Your hair is going to be pulled off by you!" This girl hasn't restrained herself after going out for nearly a year. Mrs. Jiang said helplessly: "Ayan! It's not big or small, don't make trouble with your mother Cao." "Auntie!" Hearing her mother's voice, Jiang Yan's eyes lit up, she flew towards her with her skirt in hand, rushed over and hugged her mother, and said affectionately, "Farewell to October, I miss you so much! " "Your father and I also think about it day and night, counting the days and looking forward to seeing you." Mrs. Jiang smiled and stroked Jiang Yan's hair bun, but her eyes were flushed, "Ayan has grown taller." "That's right!" Aunt Cao moved Jiang Yan's luggage and other things into the room, and stretched out her hand to gesture, "The girl was an inch shorter than the wife when she went out, but now she is as tall as the wife when she comes back!" "It's just a little thinner." Mrs. Jiang caressed Jiang Yan's cheek affectionately, resting her fingertips on her daughter's bright eyebrows, and sighed, "A few days ago, I received a message from the prefect Ruan, saying that you accompanied Confucian scholars to the north to meet In the war, your father and I were so worried that we didn¡¯t fall asleep for several nights, and went to the post all day to inquire about the news from Datong Mansion Fortunately, with the blessing of God, Ayan finally returned safely.¡± "Okay, Ma'am, I'm fine! YouThe first time he mentioned it, he always denied it. " "A Yan seems a little lost?" Mrs. Jiang hesitated, "You like him too?" This was unexpected, this time, Jiang Yan was silent for a long time. "I don't know, maybe there is a little bit." Jiang Yan thought for a long time before whispering, "But we are impulsive at this age, and we have lived and died together. The sympathy of the opponents at chess, or something else." Moreover, she knew very well that the Jiang family and the Fu family were not from the same world, and even if there was a slight wave of heart-shaking, it might not necessarily bear fruit. Always optimistic, she rarely showed distress. This time, it was the husband and wife's turn to remain silent. After a while, Jiang Zhixian sighed: "It's okay, you are still young, you can think about these things slowly." After that, he got up and told the housekeeper outside the door, "Uncle Li, let Aunt Cao serve." "Oh, don't bother asking me about it!" Jiang Yan tilted her head and pondered for a moment before probing, "Aniang and grandfather Lu what's going on?" Mrs. Jiang was startled, and surprise flashed across Rouli's eyes: "Ayan even knows this?" Jiang Yan nodded, "The Datong Mansion and his party had the honor to pay a visit to my grandfather. It seems that he doesn't like Daddy very much." "It's normal not to like it. If someone abducts you one day, you won't be able to see him once in more than ten years. I will only dislike that person more than him." Jiang Zhixian sat back on his seat, pinched his short beard with his fingers, "It's only when you raise a child that you know the kindness of your parents. In the end, it's your mother and I who are ashamed of him." Mrs. Jiang's eyes were flushed, as if she remembered the heavy snow eighteen years ago. A girl from a famous family went to give ginger soup to her father who was lecturing to drive out the cold, but outside the door she saw a handsome scholar who was covered in snow and was almost frozen. At that time, Jiang Sheng was just from a poor family, without father or mother, and without a teacher's recommendation, so he was not eligible to attend Mr. Lu's school. He could only stand outside the door and listen, rain or shine. That day he was so cold and dazed that he forgot to avoid the girl, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the girl's panicked figure through the heavy snow, like a frightened and beautiful deer in a sea of ??snow. Jiang Sheng coughed badly, put down the charcoal pen in his hand to record the scriptures, and tried to move his stiff legs to the side. He wanted to say 'sorry', but he could only make a hoarse sound with his mouth Until the sound of footsteps approaching hesitantly, a jade hand stretched out tremblingly, and put a bowl of steaming ginger soup beside him. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thank you Yulinling for throwing a mine, Mangosteen Gongshanzhu for throwing a bazooka, Bai Rongrong for throwing a mine, emm for throwing a mine, Xiao Fujia for throwing a mine~ Thank you for "die if you don't succeed", "eat, eat and sleep", "riding a mule to find a horse and chasing a camel", "z", "winter brew", "last-christmas", "apple", "blue sky and white clouds", "Aman", "", "Jiujiujiu", "Dongniang" and other cute irrigation nutrient solutions~ (remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Thirty-Three ? "I can't remember when I fell in love with your father, maybe it was the pair of lonely eyes in the wind and snow, maybe it was the rickety kite in the spring, or every time he stood and listened outside the Lu Family Academy. Day When I was eighteen years old, my parents agreed to a marriage for me. The other party was a young descendant of the gentry. I heard that he was very learned, but he took a four-bedroom concubine early. At that time, it was nothing more than the sky collapsed and the earth fell." When recalling the past, Mrs. Jiang's eyes were red, and she paused for a long time under the consolation of Jiang Zhixian, before continuing, "Your father was only a scholar back then, but you dared to ask your father and promised to be the top of the high school within three years. He greeted me gracefully. Just like in the drama, no one believed him, and my mother ordered people to beat him out with sticks, and I became a joke of the whole family." Jiang Yan was fascinated by what she heard, and her heart tightened as well, and she asked, "Afterwards, you and Dad eloped?" Mrs. Jiang nodded, "After this incident, my mother advanced the wedding date by several months. If it wasn't for the desperate situation, but if there is a second way to go, neither your father nor I will make such a bad move and bear the family's infamy My father is an upright and stubborn person. Less than half a month after I left home with your father, I heard the news that I had passed away from my illness. From then on, I only regarded my daughter as dead We went to Yanzhou, and it didn't take long At that time, you also ran into an old man and a young master and servant who were hunted and fled here, and later your father went to the palace for an examination, and we learned that the old man and the young man were Duke Ding and the virtuous king." "Who is the virtuous king?" "The virtuous king is the current emperor." Hearing this, Jiang Zhixian was filled with emotion, and couldn't help interjecting: "It's just a little effort, a meal, but unexpectedly, the marriage of your younger generation was decided in a muddle." "It's a pity that even if your father won the first prize later, and you are still a baby, your father still doesn't want to see us." Thinking of this, Mrs. Jiang frowned with sorrow, her eyes filled with guilt and self-blame. "Grandfather must still miss you, otherwise he would not have bought my broken fan at a high price of twenty taels of silver seven years ago, nor would he have recommended me to the Empress because of your letter." Jiang Yan Reaching out to wipe away tears for my mother, I hugged her and said, "When I met him in Shuozhou, he asked me how you were doing." "Really?" Mrs. Jiang showed a look of joy, but she smiled and couldn't stop her eyes from turning red, "If I can see Gaotang again in this life, I will have no regrets." "There will be a day when the old man is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. He can see Ayan, and one day he will let go of everything and accept us." Said, Jiang Zhixian took a handkerchief to wipe his wife's face, and coaxed, "Ayan finally returned home for a reunion, my wife, don't make a fool of yourself by crying. Come on, let's eat vegetables. Aunt Cao's roast beef brisket is soft and delicious today, my wife should eat more!" After finishing speaking, he took a piece and put it in Mrs. Jiang's bowl. Jiang Yan bit her chopsticks, watching with resentment. After more than ten years, she still had teeth sore when she saw the gluey love between her parents. I can't help but imagine that if Fu Li and Fu Li are married in the future, that proud noble son will smile and pick up vegetables for himself like his father, and say affectionately: "My lady, eat more!" Hey! Scared! ! Jiang Yan shivered, shaking her head while rubbing the goosebumps all over her body, as if trying to get rid of the strange and inconsistent picture in her mind. Mrs. Jiang calmed down, and turned to pick up vegetables for Jiang Yan, and said softly: "Ayan, my mother told you all these past events to tell you that emotional matters are like fish drinking water, and you know whether you are warm or not. Your father and I were old enough. It¡¯s shocking, so no matter what decision you make, your parents will support you.¡± Jiang Yan knew that her mother was trying her best to dispel her worries about marriage, and warmth rushed to her heart, dispelling the confusion in her heart. She nodded vigorously and said with a smile, "Well, I know!" In a few days it will be New Year's Eve, which happens to be Jiang Yan's birthday. Ningyang County just fell a crushed snow, the snow is very thin, covering the ground like a layer of white gauze. There are old trees with dead branches in the courtyard, and the branches divide the sky above the head into small pieces, which is quite interesting. Early in the morning, Mrs. Jiang and Aunt Cao went to the market to buy meat, vegetables and preserved fruits for the New Year¡¯s Eve dinner, while Jiang Yan took the big red paper and played with Jiang Zhixian, who was at home leisurely. The written couplets were handed over to Uncle Li Stick it on the front of the door. By the way, there are three pictures, Jiang Zhixian was in a dilemma, and published the upper couplet: streams, lakes, rivers and rivers. This couplet is quite tricky. The first six characters are all next to the word "Shui", and the last two "Miaomiao" just make up six characters of "Shui". Jiang Yan frowned, resting her pen on her chin to meditate for a moment, her eyes lit up suddenly, she looked up at the ancient trees in the courtyard, and wrote on the couplet red paper: dense willows, phoenix trees and cypresses. at lastWhere is the dark blue silk cloth bought in Japan? "Jiang Yan's voice moved from far to near, and the crisp voice remained vibrant, "I want to be a fan" Before she finished speaking, she opened the door and saw her parents who were snuggling close to her. She paused for a moment, then retreated silently, and closed the door intimately, and disappeared. Half a month later, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival will be held. "'Water is clear, fire is bright'" Jiang Yan tied a girl's round bun, with a light green streamer behind it, wrapped in a furry rabbit fur collar, standing under various lotus lanterns, looking up at the The riddle note hanging from above asked the boss on the stall with a smile, "Boss, the answer to this riddle is the word 'Deng', right?" Trembling, the boss held the clay figurines, sugar figurines and other things on the booth to reward those who guessed correctly, and suddenly shouted: "The Jiang family girl is here to clean up! Everyone, put away the lantern riddles!" All of a sudden, stall owners rushed to hear the news, those who removed the lantern riddles removed the lantern riddles, and those who closed the stalls closed the stalls, as if they were facing a big enemy. Jiang Yan inexplicably became the target of the whole street's vigilance, and said strangely: "Hey, you are so strange. Isn't the lantern riddle hanging up for others to guess? Isn't it a matter of course that you get a prize if you guess correctly? Why do you close the stall? I'm playing!" "Oh girl, you are just kidding, you killed us!" The stall owner complained, "Every year during the Lantern Festival, you guess from the street to the end of the street every year, and there is no answer that you can't answer. After shopping all over the street, the prizes can be piled up in a car! This is a small business in Sajia, how can it withstand such a raid like you!" Jiang Yan: "" The owner of the stall probably felt sorry for her, after all Jiangzhi County is a very honest and honest official. For the magistrate's sake, the owner of the stall took off a rabbit lantern and handed it to Jiang Yan, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry to spoil the girl's interest, but this is for you as an apology." "you¡­¡­" Before Jiang Yan could say anything, she saw her father and mother coming side by side, and waved to her with a smile: "The Lantern Festival requires everyone to participate in order to have fun, don't be greedy, come back!" "Okay." Jiang Yan took the rabbit lamp, thanked the stall owner, and then ran towards her parents along the long street. The Tianhe River is flowing, the sea of ??lights is like the day, and Yingtian Mansion is equally lively and prosperous. Fu Li, who was far away in the residence of the first assistant in Yingtianfu, also received the item sent by the Yanzhou post envoy. When he opened it, he found it was a very strange and beautiful fan. Ordinary fans are all painted with ink on a white background, but this one does the opposite. The bones of the fan are made of yellow bamboo, painted in a dark color with black lacquer, and the surface of the fan is made of silk cloth that is as deep as the night, and the dragon is painted with gold powder. The curved plum branches are dotted with pink and white to form blossoming plum blossoms, and the handle of the fan is decorated with golden tassel tassels The white plums on the gold powder and black background are indescribably delicate and flexible. This is an ornamental fan, such an eclectic technique, you can know who it is without guessing. Fu Li looked down, and sure enough, he saw a small private seal with Jiang Yan's name on the upper left corner of the fan. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù ?Question: How does it feel to have a pair of parents who show affection all the time? Jiang Yan: Excuse me. Today's chapter is considered appropriate, and I will give you a riddle: the cutest in the world. (play one name) There is a small reward for answering correctly~ Remember to eat Yuanxiao (tangyuan)! mwah! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Thirty-Four ? ? Clusters of red and pink, fresh greenery, the city is full of the beauty of early February. The sun gently falls on the slanting peach blossoms on the wall, lighting up the delicate beauty that belongs to early spring. ? It was another year's entrance ceremony, and the gate of Guozijian was bustling with crowds. The students dressed in Confucian uniforms greeted each other, and talked about interesting things together in twos and threes. The excitement remained the same as before. Jiang Yan and Ruan Yu got out of the carriage, carried heavy schoolbags and burdens on their shoulders, twisted their necks, which were sore from sleep, and said, "It has been raining for days on the road, so it was almost delayed. Fortunately, it was in time for the entrance ceremony, otherwise we would have to wait for the entrance ceremony. Cen Siye kicked him out of the Guozijian before the deadline!" "Ayan, have you brought your rites?" Ruan Yu knew that the Jiang family was clean and not rich, so she said softly, "I happened to bring some more, you can pick a few if you need them." "No, I'll bring it!" Jiang Yan patted the burden on her shoulder, "Four bolts of silk, I've already prepared them." The two passed through the passing Confucian scholars, and went up the stone steps in front of the door, when they suddenly heard a playful voice coming through the crowd, calling: "Jade gourd!" The smile on the corner of Ruan Yu's mouth faded away, and she froze in place, showing a bit nervous and uncomfortable. The smile on the corner of Jiang Yan's mouth cooled a little, and when she turned around, she saw Xue Rui, the son of Marquis of Pingjin, standing there idly, with several boxes of the Four Treasures of the Study and Treasures clothing beside her, and a few men who looked like servants were unloading the goods on the carriage , those who didn't know thought he was coming to the Imperial College to enjoy the blessings, and the scene was very grand. Seeing that Ruan Yu ignored him, Xue Rui walked up with his head up, asked a charming maid to tidy up his clothes, and said with a vacant eye: "I haven't seen it for several months, and the jade gourd is much more beautiful. How can I say it in the words of the sages?" ? Oh, that's right! It's called 'the expression is thick, the meaning is far and gentle and true, the texture is delicate and the flesh is even'." Seeing this, a Confucian scholar next to him couldn't help feeling unfair and said: "My lord, this is in front of the gate of the Imperial Academy, the highest institution in the Ming Dynasty. You should be more careful, and don't belittle others with obscene words and songs." Xue Rui listened but didn't hear it, and said glibly: "This is the poem of the poet Du Zimei, how can it be said to be an obscene song?" . The Confucian scholar was speechless and sighed helplessly. Ruan Yu was a gentle and timid girl. At this time, she was being teased by Deng Tuzi in full view, and she blushed immediately, and said pleadingly: "Ayan, let's go, I don't want to see him." "The more you are afraid of this kind of person, the harder he will bully you!" Jiang Yan rolled her eyes, intending to give the dude some color, and said to Ruan Yu in a low voice, "Ah Yu, hurry up and invite Cen Siye come over." "Ayan" "I have my own measure, go!" After finishing speaking, Jiang Yan straightened her expression, and bowed her hands to Xue Rui calmly. Xue Rui is lecherous, seeing Jiang Xiaomei saluting to him, he was really happy in his heart, but who knows that the other party is just a little beast in a beauty's skin, with a needle hidden in the cotton, he changed his tone when he raised his head, and said with a smile, "Young Master Xue is so knowledgeable, you must I know Mencius, the sub-sage, said, 'If you don't have a heart of shame, you are not a human being'!" Xue Rui heard her sarcasm, and his expression changed, "What do you mean?" "Mr. Xue can't understand? Then I'll change it. Feng Zi used his power to flirt with the orchid who sells wine, but he was ridiculed in retort, 'Don't hesitate to be red, no matter how contemptuous your body is'. Have you ever heard of this allusion?" "you!" "The poet Taibai also said: 'The whiteness of egrets is not pure, but the appearance is clean and the heart is benevolent'. They are scolding some sanctimonious beasts who do things like chaste things." "Well, you sharp-toothed little lady!" Xue Rui pushed the beautiful maid aside, reached out to touch Jiang Yan, and gritted his teeth, "What qualifications do you have to dare to mock the young master like this!" Before the dirty hand touched Jiang Yan, a deep voice came from behind, saying coldly: "She is the first in strategy, she was once praised by the crown prince and empress, and she has made great achievements in protecting the government when Shuozhou was in chaos. Are these points not enough to teach you?" This voice was so familiar, Jiang Yan turned her head to look, and sure enough, she saw Fu Li coming in a light ray of sunshine, standing in the place where the light and shadow intersected at the door, half of his face was hidden in the shadow, and his eyes were as cold as ice. The status of the Fu family is not inferior to that of the Xue family, and Fu Li is as close to the crown prince as brothers. Xue Rui had no choice but to withdraw his hand, and said with a smile: "Fu Li, this matter has nothing to do with you. Going against me and offending the Xue family, you Fu family don't even think about getting out!" Just as the swords were on the verge of breaking out, an old and majestic shout suddenly came: "Land of the sages, what are you doing!" Everyone raised their heads, their hearts tightened, and they hurriedly stood by the side of the road, respectfully saluted the thin and vigorous figure inside the door, and said in unison: "Students have seen Cen Siye!" Xue Rui's stomach was full of anger and he couldn't get it out.?I'm afraid I will disappoint His Highness. " "Isn't the ambition in the court? I heard from my mother that Jiang Qing was a hero fourteen years ago, and he was an incomparable scholar in the country. Up to now, there are few civil servants with his courage in the court." "But now it's just a hero's twilight, I just want to live in a corner, and I hope His Highness will make it happen." "" Seeing the Jiang family's resolute attitude, Zhu Wenli had to put aside the idea of ??trying to plump up his wings for a while, and sighed softly, "I hope the girl will tell your father, and then think about it carefully. This position in the court, I will always be for you." He keeps it." As he spoke, his gaze inadvertently glanced at the ceremony accessories on Jiang Yan's waist, he was startled, and a slight surprise flashed in his eyes. Outside the house, Fu Li came through the Moon Cave Gate, walked steadily through the vestibule, stepped up the steps, and whispered to the eunuch standing beside him, "Is Your Highness inside?" The little eunuch knew that Fu Li and the crown prince had a very close relationship, so he didn't dare to stop him rashly, so he just smiled and said: "My lord, please wait later, your highness is meeting guests inside?" Just as Fu Li was about to knock on the door, he put down his hands and was going to wait in the court for a while. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he heard Zhu Wenli's voice faintly from inside, asking: "Last year in the strategy exam, I remembered that the girl had half a jade ring on her waist, why is it gone now?" He paused, stopped involuntarily, and looked sideways at the closed carved door. Then, Jiang Yan's voice came, with some doubts: "Your Highness is busy with everything, why do you care about such trivial matters?" "It's not a trivial matter to me." Zhu Wenli said, "Fu Li once told me that the jade was a token of your marriage contract. Back then, the old Duke divided it into two, half for you, half for Fu Li, and half for Fu Li. I've seen that half piece of jade, but it's hidden in the lapel of my clothes all day long and I don't want to show it to others, what about yours?" Jiang Yan was silent, as if she didn't know how to answer. After a while, she seemed to smile lightly: "When I was in Shuozhou, I accidentally lost it." Zhu Wenli seemed to heave a sigh of relief, and the usually calm Prince Chu of Ming Dynasty showed a bit of youthful youthfulness at the moment, and he asked hopefully for a moment: "Since the jade has been lost, how will the girl deal with this marriage?" Jiang Yan cast a puzzled look, and Zhu Wenli hurriedly explained, "Girl, don't think too much, you and him are the most valued talents of the empress mother, and there has never been a student marriage in the Imperial College, and many issues need to be planned in advance." "Thank you, Your Highness, for your reminder." Jiang Yan said, "It's just a matter of marriage. It's too early to tell." What else did Zhu Wenli say, and how Jiang Yan responded, Fu Li was no longer interested in listening. The spring is bright and bright, but the little eunuch looked at Fu Li with a gloomy face, and felt that his whole body was very cold, shivering: "I will make a cup of tea for the eldest son" "No need." Fu Li turned and left, leaving only a cold back. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Happy Lantern Festival everyone~ Everyone understands the riddles in the last chapter hhhhh But in my heart, every little cutie is the cutest, so hug it! Thank you emm, the pig in the next life, Xiaofujia, and Yueji for your lovely mines~ Thank you "", "", "I don't know where the clouds are deep", "Eat, eat, sleep and sleep", "Gege", "Muluo", "Mangosteen arched mountain pig", "Shizhang", "Winter brewing", "", The nutrient solution fed by "die if you don't succeed", "eat, eat and sleep", "riding a mule to find a horse and chase a camel" ~ (remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Thirty-Six ? Birds are singing in the empty mountains, and the sky is full of neon clouds. After drinking for three rounds, everyone was slightly tipsy, even the shy Ruan Yu let go a lot, and was playing pitch pot vigorously. Wei Jinghong didn't know what kind of wine he was bringing. When he first drank it, he didn't feel anything special, but only now did he show his stamina. Jiang Yan was a little dizzy, so she declined Wu Mianxue's proposal to invite wild hunting, and got up alone and walked along the stream, intending to calm down and sober up. Far away from the laughter and laughter of the crowd, Fang felt the sadness and quietness of the deep forest. Just before sunset, half of the sky is deep cobalt blue, half is beautiful carmine, the sunset glow is scattered, covered with gold and dyed red, and the setting sun slantly shines on the flowing stream through the leaves, like golden scales. Tired from walking, Jiang Yan sat on a boulder by the stream to rest, her cheeks were hot and reddish due to the swell of alcohol, and her eyes were shining with waves, which made her look even more delicate. Not long after, light footsteps came from behind, Jiang Yan didn't look back, and saw Fu Li's reflection in the stream. "Young Master Fu is here to sober up too?" She bent down to scoop up a handful of water, and patted her cheeks to cool down. Just as he straightened his waist, a light and dry robe was lightly covered on his head. Behind him, Fu Li's calm voice came steadily: "Dry after drinking, be careful of headache." Jiang Yan sat upright with Fu Li's robe on her head, like a bride wearing a hijab. The robe under the cover covered her eyes, only the pale crimson lips were slightly raised, and she asked: "Master Fu is here because he is afraid that I will have a headache, or do you have something to say to me?" Originally thought that according to Fu Li's awkward temperament, he must deny it: "No." Unexpectedly, she made a mistake this time, Fu Li was silent for a while, and then said: "There are all of them." He was so straightforward, Jiang Yan didn't know what to say. Although she was drunk, her thoughts were not muddled. From the poem by Fu Lifu, she vaguely noticed something. After thinking about it, she said, "I'm a little drunk today. If you have anything to say, wait two days before" Before he finished speaking, Fu Li stretched out his hand in front of her, opened his fist, and revealed half of the broken jade in his palm. That piece of jade was unfamiliar yet familiar, every trace of its pattern was familiar to Jiang Yan, but the red string on it was gone, and it was replaced with a brand new twisted golden green tassel. Probably because of being often rubbed and played with by others, the sharp edges and corners of the remnant jade are rounded, making it more tactful and streamlined. This is Jiang Yan's half jade. It was the half piece of jade that she gave back to Fu Li during the war in the border town, but he threw it into the snow with all his might, and it was the testimony of their young and ignorant marriage contract. Now that the property has returned to its original owner, Jiang Yan doesn't know how to face it. Naturally, there is a heartbeat, and accepting it is equivalent to accepting the Fu family. The disagreement between the two families and the opposing political positions make it difficult for her to deal with it. Furthermore, she was loose and free since she was a child, so she may not be able to marry and be a woman in the most beautiful youth at ease like Gu Zhenzhu and Song Yurou. How can she be willing to stop before she has explored the distance after a journey in the world? The drunkenness surged up, and many emotions were infinitely magnified, and they were involved in a mess. The raised finger touched the warm residual jade, and then paused slightly, the five fingers slowly curled up, and then gently lowered. Even if she didn't look up, she knew how cold Fu Li's face should be. Jiang Yan simply pulled down the robe covering her head a little more, trying to ignore Fu Li's outstretched hand as if trying to hide her ears. But with the clothes covering the nose, Fu Li's usual cool and woody fragrance lingered, making it even more disturbing. Her vision was shrouded in a hazy darkness, she said softly: "Could it be that Mr. Fu is drunk." "No." Fu Li said in a low voice. Surprised by the straightforwardness and firmness of Fu Li's words, Jiang Yan straightened up, raised her head slightly and said, "Fu Li, you" "I hate you being with other men, including the crown prince and Wei Jinghong." As she spoke, the robe covering her head was lifted, and the orange-red sunset poured through the cracks in the leaves, causing her to slightly squint. Eye. When her sight was clear, she saw Fu Li in plain white middle clothes condescending, covering her whole body in the shadow, and said word by word, "Jiang Yan, listen, unless I die, you will never even think about getting divorced for the rest of your life! " "Fu Li, you are crazy, why are you saying this at this time?" "If you are allowed to chat and laugh with other men again, it will be really crazy." Jiang Yan's breathing was a little short, and the drunkenness faded away, and she subconsciously wanted to refute: "When will I talk and laugh with other men?" But when the words came to her mouth, she couldn't say anything, and her usual eloquence seemed to disappear. My mind went blank. After a long time, she pursed her lips and said, "Do you want to marry me by saying this?" Fu Li's breath was also a little unstable,Sensation, at a loss, not knowing where he is, his pupils are empty, and his vision is blurred into a hazy mottled patch of color. She heard Fu Li exhale softly next to her ear, her voice lost its usual coolness, and even said with a bit of grievance, "Don't lose it again." Jiang Yan thought ignorantly: You seem to be the one who lost it last time? I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a moment, maybe it was a long time, until the wet shoes were very cold, and the dryness on Jiang Yan's face gradually subsided. She tried to break free from Fu Li's confinement, and asked, "Fu Li, are you really drunk?" Fu Li let go of her, pulled her back to the shore, and said the same words: "No." After that, he walked in the opposite direction of the way back, and said with a cold face, "You wait." "" Although he didn't understand what he meant by "you wait", Jiang Yan still reminded him intimately, "You are going the wrong way, the way back is not that way." Only then did Fu Li come to his senses, and turned back calmly, walking along the path by the stream towards Wei Jinghong and the others who were having fun throwing pots. Jiang Yan held the jade in her palm, and helplessly supported her forehead: "Isn't it obvious that you are drunk" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Wei Jinghong looked at Fu Li and Jiang Yan who came back with one shoe wet each, touched his chin and wondered: "What do you think they did to get a shoe wet?" Wu Mianxue fell into deep thought. Ruan Yu was lost in thought. Cheng Wen was lost in thought. Thank you Xiaofujia, Yueji, Jiujiuji, Shaoss for mine~ Thank you "z", "Xiaoxianyu", "Yan Xiao Yan Yan", "Mu Luo", "Old Goose", "Huan Ni", "Meng Ke", "Ying Ying", "Yan Xiao Yan Yan", "Winter Brewing", "", "shmy", "shmy" and other cute irrigation nutrient solutions~ (remember the site website: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Thirty-Seven ? In the early morning of the second day, after waking up from a sound sleep, Jiang Yan slowly moved to the academy, and when she saw a printed pastry box on her desk, she suddenly understood what Fu Li said to her yesterday, "You What does "wait" mean. Taking advantage of the fact that there are not many students, Jiang Yan knelt down and took the seat, cast a puzzled glance at Fu Li beside her, and asked, "You gave it?" Fu Li sat upright without looking sideways, but nodded in response. The milky aroma of crispy abalone lingered on the tip of her nose. Jiang Yan swallowed and asked, "Are you still drunk? Why did you give me this for no reason?" "You like to eat." Fu Li lowered his eyelashes and read the book, "You can take it if I give it to you." With what Fu Li said yesterday, Jiang Yan didn't dare to take his things indiscriminately anymore, so she just returned the pastry box to Fu Li's desk while others were not paying attention, saying: "If you don't explain the reason clearly, I will I absolutely dare not accept it. Just take it back, I don¡¯t want it.¡± Fu Li frowned, his eyes finally moved away from the book, and fell into Jiang Yan's open eyes. He seemed rather displeased, and made a reluctant expression, "I thought I made it very clear yesterday. Although I was indeed a little bit drunk at the time, but the man promised something, since I said something , I will not take it back." Jiang Yan said helplessly: "Don't you understand? I won't give you any answer at this time. If I accept the marriage contract, I won't be able to practice in the Imperial College, at least for these two years" "I said, I can wait." Fu Li interrupted her, his tone was light but unquestionable. He twisted the ribbon of the pastry box, put it back on Jiang Yan's table, and said calmly, "Eat this while it is fresh. Also, don't mess around with other men, I will keep an eye on you." Jiang Yan took a deep breath, as if she had known him for the first time, and said angrily and helplessly, "Why are you becoming more and more unreasonable?" As soon as the words fell, Wei Jinghong and Cheng Wen came in together, and there were more and more people around, Jiang Yan was afraid that others would see and cause trouble, so she had to temporarily hide the box under the table and cover it with a few books, and calm down. Restlessly picked up a pen and scribbled on the rice paper. It was not easy to make it to the end of school, and Jiang Yan slipped away very quickly. I thought that Fu Li's sudden enthusiasm would fade away soon, but instead of never, it became even more outrageous. Unless it was a holiday or a special situation, the students of the Imperial College were not allowed to go out, but Fu Li gave Jiang Yan some food every day like a magic trick, sometimes cakes, sometimes sweet soup, sometimes dried meat and fruit, one a day Sample. What's even more strange is that no matter how early Jiang Yan came, the food would always be prepared and placed on her desk in advance, so that she didn't even have a chance to refuse in person. Jiang Yan was a little unaccustomed to Fuli like this, as if her long-standing balance had been broken, and she fell into a strange situation, making her at a loss as to what to do. Another day later, Jiang Yan couldn't hold back any longer, so she put on her clothes and got up quietly before dawn, combed roughly and slipped out the door. At this time, the moon had not yet completely set, and the air was slightly scented with flowers and the damp smell of dew. With the thin and dim morning light, Jiang Yan touched the academy where she usually lectured. The glazed lights in the corridor were dim, and looking through the dim light, Fu Li was already fully dressed and seated, bending over to put a bowl of unknown food on her table. Probably aware of her embarrassment these past few days, afraid of being seen by others and causing her criticism, so she brought food before everyone woke up. I don't know where these things came from, so I only pick what she likes to give away. For a moment, Jiang Yan inadvertently took a breath, and couldn't help clenching her fist against her lips and coughing lightly. With just such a cough, Fu Li sensed her presence, straightened up, looked at Jiang Yan through the carved and hollowed-out window lattice, and asked, "Why do you wake up so early?" "To each other." After being discovered, Jiang Yan walked in the door with her hands behind her back, glanced at the porcelain bowl on the desk, licked her lips, and then forcibly turned her eyes away and said, "I told you not to send these, I Very disturbing." "Why?" Unexpectedly, she would say the word 'trouble', Fu Li was a little surprised, "If you don't like these, you can change them." "It's not a matter of taste." Jiang Yan sat behind the desk, looked at the bowl of fresh loquat in sugar water on the table, thought for a while before saying, "Master Fu, you know my plan. Don't think we Is it too early to talk about love at this time?" Fu Li also sat in the next seat, and said coldly: "Who is talking about love with you?" "?" Jiang Yan asked back: "Then you deliver food every day, could it be that you are enshrining Wenquxing?" "Since I want to marry into the Fu family" "I don't want to marry." "you can't eat too badly." "you??Even the quiet "The Wind Into the Pine" can pop out the tension of the imminent battle. And Jiang Yan knew that maybe one day he would really be able to take off his Confucian uniform and lead thousands of troops to guard the Quartet. The song played by the two caused a lot of talk in Guozixue. On the second day, Jiang Yan asked him: "Which expert taught you the piano skills of Mr. Fu?" Fu Li replied: "It's not an expert, it was taught by my mother when I was young." "Your mother?" Speaking of it, Jiang Yan seemed to have never heard of the Fu family's mistress, so she couldn't help asking: "The piano art in the Lingtang must be even better. If there is a chance to meet, I will also meet you." She teaches a thing or two." After hearing this, Fu Li was stunned for a moment, Fang lowered his eyelids and said: "My mother has passed away for ten years." Seeing that Jiang Yan's expression changed from stunned to guilty, he whispered, "I'm fine, don't worry." Neither did Jiang Yan nodding, nor shaking her head. It wasn't until the end of May, when Cheng Wen's younger sister died of illness, that the topic of Qin Se gradually dissipated in the bitter wind and rain of summer. The girl who had heard about Cheng Wen was getting worse, but she didn't expect this day to come so soon. When Jiang Yan and Ruan Yu rushed to Cheng Wen's house to see the second girl off, the Cheng family was arguing with several men, and the coffin of the second girl was still in the dilapidated courtyard, and the bright yellow paper money was trampled into pieces. Mud, quite pitiful. The men yelled something, and the thin old mother of the Cheng family fell limply in the muddy water, crying heartbreakingly. Cheng Wen was dressed in mourning clothes, his face was as pale as paper, and he silently went to help his old mother who was about to faint. Thunderstorm roared, puddles splashed everywhere, and a crowd of onlookers in capes and hats crowded the side of the road. The carriage was impassable, so Jiang Yan and Ruan Yu simply got out of the carriage under the umbrella, and asked the aunt who was watching the fun amidst the sound of the rain: "Excuse me, it's time, why hasn't Miss Cheng the funeral yet? What are they arguing about?" ?¡± The short and fat lady was watching the excitement, and without asking who came, she held up a butter umbrella with a broken edge and said, "Oh, what can be the noise! ??Those distant uncles of the Cheng family won't let Qiao Niang be buried in the ancestral grave, It will dirty the Cheng family's place!" "Why?" Jiang Yan said, "Ms. Cheng is considered a member of the Cheng family even though she is not married. Why not let her be buried in the Cheng family's cemetery?" Hearing this, the aunt lifted her eyelids and took a look at Jiang Yan, with a strange expression on her face, she said: "The girl must be from the city, and she doesn't know about the dirty things of the Cheng family." After finishing speaking, the aunt came over and said mysteriously , "I heard that three or four years ago, Qiao Niang went out to deliver meals to her brother, but on the way back she was dragged into the field by a man to give that!" Jiang Yan and Ruan Yu were stunned for a while before they understood what the "that" in the aunt's mouth was referring to, and felt that a pot of cold water was pouring down on their heads. What was even colder was that the aunt spat, looked at the embarrassed mother and son of the Cheng family with a look of extreme disgust like looking at dirty reptiles, and said with a cold smile: "It's lucky that Qiao Niang has the face to come back after being made like that." Later, I couldn't bear other people's pointing and pointing, so I threw myself into the lake at night, but I was rescued by his brother again, and became a half-dead cripple! Let me tell you, she was cleaner when she drowned!" After finishing speaking, he spat hard again. "" Dad is right, the most dangerous thing in this world has always been not wolves, tigers and leopards, but the human heart. Jiang Yan stood beside the road dumbly, it was obviously a sultry summer with thunderstorms, but it was like falling into an ice cellar, cold to the bone. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Wei Jinghong: I can only help you so far! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Thirty-eight ? When Fu Li and Wei Jinghong arrived, Cheng's mother was soaked in the rain, barely standing still with Cheng Wen's hand, begging the men of Cheng's family in the most humble gesture of a mother: "We are all one family, Qiao Niang will not be together again." After all, she is your niece, how could you bear to force her to become a ghost on a mass grave!" "Bah! Who dares to recognize her as a niece?" Among the crowd, a slightly younger man wearing a bamboo hat snorted, "A girl who has lost her innocence is not worthy of entering the ancestral grave, this is the rule set by the ancestors! " "That's the reason." Another old man in a coir raincoat nodded and said, "Even if Qiao Niang dies and enters the underworld, if she sees the ancestors of the Cheng family, she will die again to apologize." What everyone said can be said to be heart-wrenching. Cheng's mother cried so much that she almost fainted. Jiang Yan's heart seemed to be soaked in rain, cold and heavy, she held an umbrella for Cheng's mother, and said to the group of Cheng's men who were blocking the funeral road: "The dead are the big ones, please look at it for the sake of the Imperial College. Let the second girl be buried in the earth for peace." The man wearing the Ruo Li had an aggressive tone: "What kind of a good thing are you when you show up in public at a young age?" Ruan Yu on the side was trembling with anger: "Why are you so arrogant!" The sound of the rain gradually subsided, and the old man in coir raincoat reached out his hand to stop the men's discussion, and said solemnly: "Little lady, I admire you as a scholar, but this is our Cheng family's family affairs, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere." On the side, Cheng Wen, with a pale complexion and black eyes, finally spoke, his voice was so hoarse that it almost became breathless, and he said exhaustedly: "Miss Ruan, Miss Jiang, thank you for coming to see my sister off in the rain. Uncle is right, this is Please go back to our family affairs." Fortunately, Wei Jinghong and Fu Li arrived soon. Hearing Jiang Yan's simple explanation of the situation, Fu Li reached out and took off the hood of the cloak, tied the reins of the horse on the roadside, and said to Jiang Yan, "Get into the carriage first, and I'll take care of it here." Jiang Yan's shoes, socks and skirt were soaked through, splashed with mud stains, and Ruan Yu was not much better. Hearing this, Jiang Yan nodded, and then untied the money bag on her waist and handed it to Fu Li: "This is a wish from Ayu and me, please pass it on to Granny Cheng." There is not much silver in the purse, but it is all that two girls in a foreign land can take out. Fu Li took it solemnly, nodded, then turned and walked towards the noisy Cheng family. He has a cold demeanor and is dressed in exquisite and luxurious clothes. At first glance, he is not a man to be trifled with. For a moment, people gave way one after another, speaking in awe-inspiring tone. The second girl Cheng was buried in the end, but she was not buried in the Cheng family's ancestral grave. After today's turmoil, Cheng Wen can be regarded as having seen through the cold and warm of the world. With the donation sent by Fu Li himself, Cheng Wen didn't want his younger sister to be bullied in the Cheng family's ancestral grave after his death, so he chose another place with a treasured geomantic omen, and invited the best funeral team in the city to send Qiao Niang out of the funeral in a splendid manner. . Since then, no one in the Cheng family dared to speak up. ?The matter came to an end, but Jiang Yan and Ruan Yu, who were exposed to the rain and cold the next day, both fell ill. Ruan Yu was fine, but the cough recurred. Fortunately, she always kept Yulu pills in her luggage. After taking two pills and sleeping all morning, she became much more energetic. On the other hand, Jiang Yan, who had never had a serious illness, fell like a mountain when she fell ill. After returning home, she developed a high fever at night. She went to the infirmary to get antipyretic medicine, but it didn't help. Jiang Yan spent the entire noon in grotesque nightmares. For a while, she dreamed that she was in the flames and was uncomfortably hot, and for a while she was as cold as ice and shivered, and she finally broke free. She also dreamed of the distorted faces of the Cheng family men, and dreamed that she was called by Si Ye to take the exam. class, but the books are full of strange characters that I don't know "Ayan, Ayan!" In a trance, I heard Ruan Yu's anxious cry, which pulled Jiang Yan away from the nightmare of nervous exams. She turned over, her nose was hot, and she hummed vaguely, "what's the matter?" A slightly cool palm fell on Jiang Yan's forehead to check his temperature, Ruan Yu said, "Ayan, if you continue to burn like this, there will be problems" Jiang Yan couldn't hear what Ruan Yu said next. , his mind was in chaos like a paste. "Ayan, get up quickly, I'll dress you!" Ruan Yu's voice was a little louder, shaking Jiang Yan's shoulder and said, "Master Fu has prepared a carriage for you, and will take you out to see the doctorAyan , did you hear that?" "I've already taken the medicine, and I'll be fine after a while." Jiang Yan was so weak that she didn't even want to lift a finger. She closed her eyes and said, "I don't want to move" After tossing for a while, Jiang Yan was finally dug out of the quilt by Ruan Yu, and got out of bed top-heavy to wash up. Because the holiday hadn't passed yet, Ruan Yu and Jiang Yan went to Jiancheng's place to get the wooden sign before they could go out. Sure enough, there was a carriage parked outside the door., the taste is very good. Fu Li looked at her quietly, and suddenly said: "I remember you treated me like this when I was in Shuozhou." "Really." Jiang Yan sipped the porridge, thinking of something, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said softly, "I almost don't remember." So the car fell into silence again, only the sound of the carriage wheels rolling over the bluestone brick road could be heard. After a while, Jiang Yan put the empty bowl aside, licked her lips and said, "Today" "you¡­¡­" Both of them spoke at the same time, and stopped talking at the same time. Fu Li tilted his head slightly, and motioned: "You speak first." Jiang Yan said: "I've made you worry about it today, if you need it in the future, please feel free to ask Mr. Fu." Fu Li didn't take it seriously, and said indifferently: "Small things, it's not worth worrying about." "Although it is a small matter, the kindness is unforgettable." After thinking for a while, Jiang Yan asked again, "What did you want to say just now?" Fu Li was silent for a while, Fang glanced at her empty waist and said, "Why don't you wear the jade I gave you?" Unexpectedly, he suddenly mentioned this matter, Jiang Yan cleared her throat, and said: "Didn't it be agreed that we won't talk about this matter for the past two years?" Fu Li didn't speak, but lowered his eyelids slightly, looking a little disappointed. Jiang Yan looked up at him, and said in a low voice: "Besides, your jade has been hidden in the skirt of your clothes all the time, and you have never shown it to others?" Before the words fell, the carriage stopped abruptly, and Jiang Yan rushed forward unsteadily, and gave Fu Li a firm hug. Fu Li was pushed back by Jiang Yan who was rushing towards him, with one elbow on the seat and one hand on Jiang Yan's shoulder, their noses were facing each other, and they could see each other's panic in each other's pupils face. The heart beats faster, the face is hot, the tip of the nose is lingering with the light incense on the other party's clothes, the heat of the skin is transmitted through the thin material, it feels strange and throbbing. In just a moment, Jiang Yan immediately got up from him and said 'sorry'. Fu Li's cold eyes were smudged with a layer of impenetrable emotion, and he straightened his clothes and sat down, and after a while he returned to his dignified and noble son's appearance, only a faint reddish tinge on the tips of his ears betrayed his calm appearance distress. He turned his head away from Jiang Yan, raised the back of his hand to the tip of his nose, and said in a deep voice, "Yan Yong!" "I'm sorry, my lord, it's the villain who didn't control this beast!" Yan Yong said apologetically, "The Imperial Academy is here." Probably due to illness, Jiang Yan didn't have the spirit of showing her teeth and claws at all, she only restrained her discoloration, smiled and said "Thank you", then bent over and got up, opened the curtain of the car to get out of the car. "Wait." Fu Li called her, and handed over three packs of herbs, "I need to decoct it again tonight, don't forget." Jiang Yan gave an 'oh' and asked again: "Aren't you going back to the Imperial College?" Fu Li said: "I still need to enter the palace to meet the prince, and I will return tomorrow." Jiang Yan nodded, stepped on Yan Yong's prepared foot and got out of the car. Inside the car, Fu Li lifted a corner of the curtains, watched Jiang Yan enter the door dangling the medicine bag, and then told Yan Yong in a cold voice: "Let's go." The carriage turned around and drove towards the palace gate in the city. Almost at the same time, a beautiful young girl turned out from behind the big cypress tree outside the gate of the Imperial College. It was Li Chenlu, the concubine daughter of the Uncle Xiangcheng's family. Returning home this time, she was very unhappy, so she had to pack up her clothes and go back to the Imperial College in advance, but she bumped into such a thing at the door. If I read correctly, the boy who was riding in the same car with Jiang Yan just now must be Fu Li, the eldest son of the Fu family who is both talented and beautiful in the Imperial College? It is strictly forbidden in the Imperial College for male and female students to give and receive privately. Once found out, it is a serious crime that they will be expelled from the prison and never returned. Li Chenlu's eyes sank, and she twisted her sleeves with her fingers, wondering what she was thinking. "Li Chenlu, what are you doing standing here?" A luxurious soft sedan chair decorated with gold tassels passed by. Li Chenlu woke up suddenly. Looking back, she saw that the sedan chair carried by four people was unparalleled, and the person sitting in the sedan chair was Xue Wanqing, the lord of Huaning County. Li Chenlu smiled and said, "Why did the county master come back today?" After getting off the sedan chair, Xue Wanqing stepped on the servant girl's back, raised her chin and said, "I left something important in the bedroom, I'll come back to get it. You were just like a goose, what were you looking at?" ?¡± "I just saw Jiang Yanhe" After a pause, Li Chenlu shook his head, and sighed sadly, "It's nothing, maybe my eyesight is wrong. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thank you Chirp Chirp Chirp, Chirp Chirp Chirp, Mangosteen Gong Shanzhu, Baili Touzhuhong and other cute mines~ Thank you "", "Bruca's Magical Rabbit Jiujiujiu", "Winter Brew", "Wood", "Pineapple Giraffe", "Read the next article tomorrow", "Senisevia", "Eat, Eat, Sleep" The nutrient solution for feeding~ Bixinxin! 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On the way to the doctor's hall, she felt a little uneasy, even if she was called by Cen Siye to admonish her before, she was not as nervous as this. She asked Mammy several times, but Mammy kept silent and only urged her to go quickly. Arriving at the doctor's hall, the door was closed tightly, showing a different solemnity than usual. Jiang Yan took a deep breath, sorted out her expression, knocked on the door and entered the room. In the large hall, the light is slightly dim. Feng Jijiu, Cen Siye, Xun Siye, as well as the inspectors who were responsible for recording attendance, and the head of the house were all present. Feng Jijiu sat at the head seat, Cen Siye and Xun Siye sat at the second seat, and the rest were all present. In order to stand, I was talking about something solemnly. The last time I saw this grand occasion was when the entrance ceremony was held to honor Confucius. Jiang Yan's expression remained unchanged, and she knelt down to pay respects to the wine priest and the others. When she looked up again, she saw Xue Wanqing and Li Chenlu who were complacent. Her heart sank, and she roughly knew that it was not a good thing. The masters stopped talking, and there was silence all around, only the beast stove on the desk was emitting cigarette smoke, making the room even more quiet and solemn. Not long after, Feng Jijiu spoke, his voice was elegant yet majestic, "Jiang Yan, someone said that you rode in the same car with a man at the gate of the Imperial College at around 3:00 yesterday, and behaved intimately, is there anything wrong with that?" It turned out to be this. In that brief moment, Jiang Yan made a choice between confessing and lying. She was only silent for a moment, then raised her head to look directly at the crowd, and said calmly, "Yes." Hearing this, Xue Wanqing snorted briefly, and said rather gloatingly: "Let me just say, Li Chenlu couldn't be wrong! Jiang Yan was notorious before entering the Imperial College, and even more so after coming here. Relying on his good looks, he can't hook up with male students. Such an unclean person, he should be beaten out earlier" "Shut up." Feng Jijiu interrupted Xue Wanqing, twisting his beard, and said in an uncompromising tone, "This is not a back palace, it's not your turn to judge right and wrong from a woman's point of view." Xue Wanqing had no choice but to shut up reluctantly, but she felt resentful and resentful in her heart. She only felt that she was at odds with the Guozijian. It was Jiang Yan who made the mistake, but Feng Jijiu took it out on her! She was aggrieved, but Feng Jijiu looked at Jiang Yan who was not guilty, and asked, "Who is the person riding with you?" Jiang Yan said: "Back to the sacrifice wine, it is the eldest son of the Fu family, Fu Li." As soon as this remark came out, the whole audience was shocked. Cen Siye stood up almost immediately and said: "Impossible! Fu Li has always been dignified and self-reliant, it is absolutely impossible to do such an unreasonable thing!" "Back to Siye, the students and Mr. Fu did not do anything contrary to reason." Jiang Yan argued, "The day before yesterday, the students came back to comfort the newly mourned girl from the Cheng family. They came back with a high fever in the rain. If you have some friendship, you kindly take me out to seek medical treatment." "Even so, it's not allowed!" Cen Siye pointed at Jiang Yan and said, "You know the rules in the prison, but rely on your talents to learn to be unscrupulous. You really disappointed the old man!" Feng Jijiu comforted him and said: "Xiu Qi, just one side of the story is not enough, so please stay calm and listen to what Li Chenlu has to say." As a witness, Li Chenlu stepped forward to salute, hesitated and said: "Misters, I came home yesterday, and I did see Jiang Yan getting off the man's carriage. As for who was sitting in the carriage, I didn't see clearly, no I'm sure if it's the Prince Fu that Jiang Yan mentioned." Her words were extremely tricky. Not only did he sell Cen Siye's face and save his favorite student, but he also pushed Jiang Yan to the forefront of the storm again: If Jiang Yan was in the Imperial College but had a tryst with a foreigner, it would be an even worse crime. . As expected of a concubine who grew up in the intrigue of the deep house, Jiang Yan has now learned how powerful Li Chenlu is, and a simple sentence can put her in a dilemma. In the current situation, no matter whether she is advancing or retreating, she may not be able to stay in the Imperial College any longer. Even if it is clarified that what she saw yesterday is indeed Fu Li, even if she announces to everyone that the two have a long-standing marriage contract, she has become a person to be married, and she has to leave the Imperial College just like Gu Zhenzhu and Song Yurou. Women are not allowed to set foot in the Guozijian. ? Jiang Yan frowned, thinking about what to do next, when she saw Feng Jijiu with his hands behind his backTalent, but the most indispensable thing in the great Ming Dynasty is talent. If personal morality is corrupt, even if you are full of knowledge, you will not be able to stand on the stage. He cherishes talent, and both want to stay, especially Fu Li. Feng Jijiu got up and discussed with the Siye and Jiancheng, all of them felt that Xun Jing's proposal was feasible. After the discussion, Feng Jijiu asked: "Fu Li, Jiang Yan, are you willing to write a pleading, promising not to teach and accept privately or get close to each other while studying in prison? If you can completely cut off some untimely thoughts, Let¡¯s pretend that what happened yesterday never happened.¡± "Back to the sacrificial wine, student" "Master Jijiu, please forgive Fu Li for being difficult to obey." The two spoke at the same time, Jiang Yan stuck half of the sentence in her throat, and looked at Fu Li in shock. After a while, she lowered her voice and said, "Fu Li, calm down." Fu Li said calmly: "I am very calm." He is calm, and the masters above are not calm. Cen Siye was furious, and said angrily: "Fu Li, you have to think it over before answering! It is forgiveness for you to cut off contact for two years, can't you wait even two years?" "Don't say two years, not even one day." Fu Li's eyes were firm and persistent, and he said in a deep voice, "Jiang Yan and I have had a marriage contract since we were young, and it's not a shady relationship. If we break up with him, it would be a dishonor and a grievance. she." He calmly revealed a big and shocking secret, which instantly boiled like clear water dripping into a frying pan. "What! Engagement?" "Why have you never heard Mr. Shoufu mention it!" "No, no, it's impossible for Fu Li to lie!" "How can such a big matter be known and not reported!" This is the first major event encountered in the Imperial College of this dynasty! There was a lot of noise all around, Feng Jijiu looked complicated, and raised his hand several times to signal everyone to silence. Jiang Yan helplessly supported her forehead, and sighed in her heart: It's over, this time I must pack up and go back to Yanzhou to get married. Feng Jijiu weighed for a long time before asking: "Even if you really have a marriage contract and can communicate in a legitimate way, Jiang Yan can no longer stay in the Imperial College. Fu Li, do you know that when I accepted the female students sent by the Queen Mother, it was decided Under the iron law, once a female student agrees to a marriage or a male and a female student give and receive privately, they can no longer stay and practice." "Master Jijiu, can you allow me to study for another two years?" Jiang Yan couldn't bear it anymore, and asked, "I will not get married within these two years." Feng Jijiu sighed, shook his head and said: "No. The iron rule is the bottom line, and it cannot be changed just because of you." It's a pity, it's rare to meet an interesting and talented girl, and she still falls into the clich¨¦ of getting married early middle. Once she left like this, it would be difficult to find another Jiang Yan within ten years. Thinking of this, Feng Jijiu felt regretful again. Just as he was silent, Fu Li said calmly: "Jijiu, is it true that if the male and female students in the prison fall in love, one of them must leave?" Feng Jijiu nodded: "That's right. Students in the prison are not allowed to marry, so as not to disturb the rules and regulations. If they insist on doing so, one of them will have to drop out of school." "Since that's the case, Jiang Yan doesn't need to leave." Fu Li straightened his back, his eyes were shining with the same aloofness and determination as always, and said word by word, "I'll go." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Cen Siye (knocking on the blackboard and roaring): You are the worst class of students I have ever supervised! Thank you 25500087, Xiaofujia, Bairongrong's mine~ Thank you Yanxiaoyanyan, Mangosteen Gongshan Pig, Happy Padfoot, "", Shizhang, Jiujiuji for feeding the nutrient solution~ (remember this website website: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Forty ? "Fu Li, when did you come up with this idea?" "From entering the Imperial College, every day." "Hey, you are full of talent and learning, and you come from a scholarly family. Obviously, your family has paved a broad road for you, but why do you stubbornly want to embark on another road with bleak prospects?" "As long as the road is right, there is no fear of ups and downs." "Did you really have nothing to do with Jiang Yan when you made this decision?" "It has nothing to do with her. Gentlemen, please don't implicate the innocent." After the uproar, the masters left one after another with gloomy faces, the door creaked and closed tightly, and the heavy regrets of the sacrificial wine and the secretary could be heard outside the door for a long time. Outside the window, birds chirped, and on the slanted peach branches, the green peaches had already turned a little ripe reddish, and they were delicately dotted among the green leaves. The sun was shining brightly in summer, but the warmth of the hustle and bustle could not enter the doctor's hall with the door closed. The light inside the room was dim, cold and clean. Jiang Yan and Fu Li knelt side by side on the cold hard floor tiles, waiting for the final verdict. "Will you regret it?" Jiang Yan asked with a sigh. "No." Fu Li replied, "Don't think too much, my departure has nothing to do with you, this is the path I chose long ago." "Leave here, where will you go?" "Jinyiwei." Hearing this, Jiang Yan laughed, and her eyes recovered a little, "I thought you would join the army and guard the border." Fu Li pondered for a while, looked at her slightly sideways, and said calmly: "I did think about joining the army before, but then" "What happened next?" "Jin Yiwei, I can get closer to you." When he said the word'you', he paused for a while, Jiang Yan heard his affection hidden in this slight pause, lowered his eyes and smiled. After that bright smile dissipated, she suddenly sighed, "Master Fu, I don't want to be your bondage, maybe you can't be my bondage either." She and Fu Li are basically the same kind of people, they both know what they want, and they will never compromise easily. "As I said, I decided to leave the Imperial College a long time ago, and it has nothing to do with you." Fu Li looked ahead and said clearly, "You can continue to study here, and I will not affect you." Jiang Yan was speechless for a long time, unable to tell whether it was sweet or bitter. Until noon, Fu Ke, the chief minister of the cabinet, came to the Imperial College. The door was pushed open, and the dazzling sunlight came in. Jiang Yan squinted her eyes and saw a tall figure stepping into the room with steady steps. Then, a pair of black official boots stood in front of the two of them. Fu Shoufu probably received the notice of the Guozijian offering wine after he came down to court. He didn't even come to change his court clothes. He wore a first-grade seven-beam crown on his head, a jade belt on his waist, and black boots on his feet. The cranes on the scarlet official uniform were lifelike , as if the next moment, he will be flying away in the clouds. This man, who is nearly half a century old, still maintains a figure in his thirties, tall and straight, handsome, with a neatly trimmed mustache. If you just look at the appearance, the father and son don't seem to be very similar, but their cold temperament is exactly the same, especially the pair of cold eyes. It's just that Fu Shoufu's eyes are deeper, making it impossible to guess his inner thoughts. When he lowered his eyes to look at people, an invisible sense of oppression came over his face, Jiang Yan couldn't help but lowered his head, feeling like an ant crawling under his feet. It was a kind of majesty and nobility of an extremely personable official and a long-time officialdom. He didn't even need to speak, just standing in front of him with his hands behind his back, he was as insurmountable as a towering mountain. "Father." "Fu Shoufu" Fu Ke examined the pair of young people, his eyes only stayed on Jiang Yan for a moment, then he turned to his own son, his deep voice could not hear the slightest emotion, he just asked calmly: "Feng Jijiu said that you are determined to leave the Imperial College, Is there anything wrong with giving up the imperial examination?" "Yes." Fu Li said. Fu Ke asked again: "It has been half a year since you came back from Shuozhou, and you still choose to deviate from the family rules and insist on joining the martial arts?" "Yes." The cold young man's voice resounded loudly. "Okay." Fu Shoufu nodded lightly, still expressionless, and turned to Jiang Yan, "I want to talk to my son, and I ask the girl to stay away for now." Jiang Yan looked at Fu Li worriedly, and Fu Li also looked at her, and nodded slightly. Jiang Yan had no choice but to get up, cupped her hands at Fu Shoufu, and said in a low voice, "Students leave." The door behind him was slowly closed, and the line of sight gradually narrowed, finally isolating Fu Li's straight and proud back in another world. It was only after going out the door that I felt the numbness of my legs. Jiang Yan supported the pillars to relax for a long time, ?? barking. " Yue Heben somewhat looked down on women, but Jiang Yan's talents and skills were overwhelming him everywhere. He usually had a lot of grievances and didn't dare to vent them. Today, he wanted to take advantage of Fu Li's incident to express his grievances. However, Wei Jinghong and Jiang Yan teamed up to mock him thoroughly, and his complexion turned green and red with anger. Jiang Yan calmly said: "If I were you, I would use this hard work to study scriptures and history. Otherwise, even if you walk ten distances, you still won't be able to touch the threshold of the top three." Yue He couldn't hold back a word to refute for a long time, so he walked away in despair. Since then, a few people in Guozixue still talk about Jiang Yan and Fu Li, but they only dare to discuss it in private, and no one will humiliate themselves in front of the eloquent Jiang family lady. At the end of June, an unexpected visitor came to the Imperial College. In the doctor's hall, Fu Shoufu was dressed in a crimson round-neck uniform and a black gauze hat. He reached out to take the teacup offered by Feng Jijiu himself, and then blew on the powdered tea with his head down. Inviting the girl to come here, there are a few things I want to discuss with you." With a business-like tone and a standard beginning of the conversation, Jiang Yan could probably guess that most of the things he wanted to talk about had something to do with Fu Li. She stood up straight, her words were respectful, but her posture was neither humble nor overbearing, and she said calmly: "Master Shoufu, please speak." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Jinyiwei is in Yingtianfu, so strictly speaking it is not considered a long-distance relationship. Don¡¯t worry, everyone, Fox and Ayan can still meet often~ As for why Fu Li didn't take the imperial examination, I think, with his proud temperament, he might not want to live under the shadow of his father. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Forty-One ? There were no outsiders in the room, so Fu Ke put down the teacup, looked at Jiang Yan and said, "I have never seen Li'er care so much about anyone, you are the first one. Since my late father made a marriage contract for you, the Fu family will not If you don't follow the rules, you two are in love, and you are of marriageable age, getting married is just a matter of course." Jiang Yan was ready to be threatened by Fu's father to repay the contract, and even had a plan for her counterattack, but the other party came up with such a reasonable sentence, which blocked her back. Listening to Fu Shoufu's tone, it seems that he did not resist the Jiang family as expected. But didn't Dad say that Fu Shoufu disapproved of the marriage contract made by Ding Guogong? Intuitively, things are not that simple, Jiang Yan withdrew her fluttering thoughts, and asked calmly, "Master Shoufu, do you have any conditions?" "You are smart." Fu Ke still twitched the corners of his mouth, seeming to be smiling, but not seeming to. His eyes were bottomless, as if he could see through the soul of the other party, and he said slowly, "The Fu family has a very strict family style, and the bride is never allowed to show her face. At the end of this year, you will return to Yanzhou to work hard on "The Commandments for Women" and female celebrities. The Fu family will bring generous gifts and come to the door to propose marriage. This is the first thing I want to say." It really wasn't that simple. At the age of more than sixteen, Jiang Yan asked herself that she had read many books, but she had never read a single word of "The Commandments for Women". In her opinion, a husband and wife should respect and love each other like a father and a mother, rather than something like "the husband controls the wife, and the wife obeys the husband". A good husband and wife is like domesticating animals. With a faint smile on her lips, she suddenly raised her head and said, "Master Shoufu, please forgive the rudeness of the students. I don't think there is any incompatible conflict between studying and marriage." "When you choose to integrate into the Fu family, you must accept everything here, including the way of being a wife. There are many dignitaries in Yingtian's mansion, and the communication between the wives of each family is essential. As the eldest daughter-in-law in the future, If you don't have a demure and elegant attitude, how can you support the Fu family?" Seeing that Jiang Yan was silent, Fu Ke went on to say, "There is one more thing I want to tell you. Recently, the cabinet and the East Palace have quite a dispute over whether women can participate in the imperial examination. Even if women can really participate in the scientific examination in the future, they will never be allowed Male and female officials intermarry to avoid forming cliques for personal gain and disrupting the court. That is to say, there can only be one official in the court between you and Li'er. As a father, you can't let your son ruin his future for a woman. Of course, if you don't If you are going to be an official, you don't need to stay in the Imperial College, if you go home early to prepare for the wedding, I believe Li'er will be very happy. This is the second thing I want to say." The incense gathers and spreads out in the air, and the fragrance permeates in the long silence, as if it has also become bitter. In the past, Jiang Yan only thought that the "road of scientific research" was a star in the sky, an unattainable luxury, but when this extravagant hope came to naught, she was unavoidably unwilling Could it be that the Imperial College is really important to a woman? Is it just a springboard for getting married? The slight sound of the cups touching brought Jiang Yan back to her senses. She looked up, and Fu Shoufu took a sip of the already warm tea. His voice was not as strategizing as before, and he said slowly: "Third This is an unfeeling request. As a father, I would like to ask you to talk to Li'er." Until this moment, the high-ranking chief minister of the cabinet had a bit of the human touch of an ordinary father. Jiang Yan suppressed the turbulent thoughts in her heart, and said calmly: "What do you want me to talk about?" "Naturally, I want you to persuade him to come back to study for the scientific examination with peace of mind. After all, regardless of his family background or his talent and learning, scientific examination is the best way out for him." Fu Ke stroked the teacup with his fingers. Edge, thought it over, "The situation in the court is tense, and being with a king is like a tiger. You don't need to understand the many interests involved. You just need to know that Li'er's choice now is bound to be full of thorns. If you are not careful, you will lose everything. " "I can talk to him about what you said." Jiang Yan also wanted to see Fu Li, so she agreed without much hesitation, "I just hope you can understand that I will not use marriage to force him to submit. How, depends on his own choice." Fu Shoufu calmly said: "You have tried your best to persuade, no matter what the result is, I will not blame you. But you have to tell him that if he insists on going his own way, don't blame the Fu family for cutting off relations with him."" The last sentence landed like a thunderclap. Jiang Yan was startled, and murmured: "Cut off the relationship?" Fu Shoufu got up and stood with his hands behind his back. His slender figure was very oppressive, and his eyes were deep. He said: "When the day comes, he is determined to leave, why not walk cleanly." In a trance, Jiang Yan seemed to see her mother's wet red eyes again, and saw her grandfather Lu Lao's stubbornness and stubbornness for more than ten years. Could it be that Fu Li and Shoufu are going to become the second mother and Mr. Lu? The etiquette and rules of this world are always so unreasonable, keeping the principles of nature, destroying human desires, it is extremely ridiculous! &nbHe smiled and said, "Don't look at it, it's your father's intention that I came here." Fu Li was on guard for a moment, and said shortly, "Has he ever looked for you? Has he ever embarrassed you? Has there been any mention of retiring the engagement?" He asked three questions in a row, with rare worries on his face. Jiang Yan thought to herself, since he can't protect himself, how can he still have time to worry about others? A faint warmth surged through her heart, Jiang Yan shook her head and said: "I haven't retired the engagement, so I can't say it's embarrassing." Hearing that the marriage had never been divorced, Fu Li breathed a sigh of relief, "What did he ask you to do?" "Naturally, I'm a lobbyist." Jiang Yan looked around and said with a smile, "However, shall we stand and reminisce about the old days, won't you invite me to sit down?" Only then did Fu Li take a step back as if regaining consciousness, stretched out his hand to the seat beside him, and said, "Sit down." He opened his mouth and asked, "What do you want to eat? The mung bean cake and lotus seed paste wrapped in golden candy are still here." good." Fu Li's eyes were very indifferent, and there was no warmth when he looked at people. However, at this moment, Jiang Yan felt as if she would be burned by his gaze, so she had to lower her eyes and not look at him, and said with a smile: "Then That's all. It doesn't take much, I've had my lunch." Fu Li then got up and ordered the tea slave to serve two plates of pastries, then closed the door and entered again, pushed the magnificent pastry plate towards Jiang Yan, pushed it again, and delivered it to her fingers as if she was afraid that she would not be able to reach it. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thank you 25500087, emm, Kai Qin, the pig in the next life and other cute mines~ Thank you Muzi so sweet, ¥Ä, eating, eating, sleeping, "Old Goose", "Thirteen Moons", "Mu Qi", "ethanol", "a grass in the southeast", "", "Leaf", "z" , "Amber", "Yan Xiao Yan Yan" and other cute nutrient solution ~ pen refills! Hey~ (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Forty-Two ? In the wing room, Jiang Yan told the whole story of the three things Fu Shoufu said that day. Then, she twisted a piece of mung bean cake with printed patterns and brought it to her mouth, took a bite, and felt the silky sweetness melt in her mouth. This sweetness is enough to sweep away the depression of the past month. After thinking about it, she expressed her thoughts: "Your father asked me to go back to Yanzhou to get married, and asked me to give up studying and live in the back house. I don't care about these two things." I don¡¯t want to agree. But your father Yu Wei was still there that day, and I respect him as the minister of humerus in the court, so I didn¡¯t say no outright. I¡¯m telling you today in the hope that you can understand my choice.¡± In the final analysis, this is a matter between the two of them, and mutual understanding is much more important than the affirmation of the elders. Fu Li nodded, "Of course I understand." Jiang Yan smiled, "Then, I will also support your choice." Fu Li's eyes moved slightly, and he repeated: "You support me?" "Perhaps, getting into an official position through a scientific examination is a bright road for you, just as it seems that every woman's destination is to be a husband and a child, but sometimes what others think is the most reasonable is not the most suitable. With your meticulous temperament, What your father considered, it is impossible for you to have never thought about it, and still make this decision after careful consideration, who can stop you?" Speaking of this, Jiang Yan smiled softly, blinked and said, "However, I have no right to tell you these things." "You have." After a moment's pause, Fu Li asked in a low voice, "Why?" "What 'why'?" "Why believe me so much?" When he asked this question, Fu Li was like a student who was sincerely asking, with emotions emerging in his eyes, bottomless. "Because you are happier when you hold a sword than when you hold a pen." Jiang Yan said without thinking, "And in Shuozhou, you have never disappointed." Fu Li was obviously taken aback, his lips were tightly drawn when he looked at her, and only his Adam's apple rolled up and down, showing that his heart was not at peace at this moment. Since leaving Guozijian, everyone said that he made a mistake in this step, and Jiang Yan was the first person to support him. No matter what the future holds, her words are enough. "But your father said that if you insist on leaving, he will sever ties with you." Cutting off blood and family ties is not a pleasant thing, and Jiang Yan has already learned this from her parents. She sighed, "Master Fu, how do you deal with it?" Fu Li lowered his eyes, thought for a moment and said, "Father will always be my father, and I cannot abandon my responsibility because of his decision." "Fu Li" "I will start from scratch and prove it to him." The sonorous words are resounding. In the sweltering heat of the summer afternoon, Shangshan Zhai gradually quieted down. The two of them sat for an unknown amount of time, until the ice cubes in the basin melted into water, until the elegant tea guests left one after another, replaced by diners one after another As it was getting late, Fu Li sent Jiang Yan downstairs. Today's narration, both of them untied the backlog of January, reached an agreement, and felt indescribably happy. Outside the door, the two stood side by side for a long time, but neither of them said goodbye. In the end, Jiang Yan couldn't bear the silence, smiled slightly, and said goodbye to Fu Li. But when she turned around and was about to blend into the crowd, Fu Li suddenly called her. "Jiang Yan." Fu Li stood up in front of the steps and asked, "If I am no longer the eldest son of the Fu family, will our marriage contract still count?" Jiang Yan turned her head back, unexpectedly he said such a sentence, she couldn't help being slightly surprised. In an instant, scenes of the past emerged in her mind, from the first meeting in the spring of last year and the questioning during the exam, from the candied haws handed to her hand, to the life and death together when Shuozhou was in chaos, from the day and night of the Imperial College to the Now it's sad to be separated for a month It turns out that they have experienced so much in just one and a half years. ?Life is short, like morning dew. That being the case, why bother to look forward and backward in vain? "Calculate." Just one word can make all the waves stop. At that moment, the floating clouds were still, and all the people passing by around dimmed their colors and blurred their faces. Only the faces of the two of them were so clear, as if they had been seeing each other for a lifetime. "You have to remember what you said just now." Fu Li seldom smiled, and because of this, the shallow curve of the corner of his mouth at this time was very precious. He said, "Jiang Yan, wait for me." Wait for him to rise against the wind and marry back his sweetheart by his own ability. Jiang Yan was amazed by his fleeting smile, as if he saw the high-spirited Mr. Fu in the Imperial College again. The inexplicable stability and fulfillment in her heart made her laugh softly and said, "We'll talk about it after you become a thousand households of Jinyiwei." After saying that, she turned and left."I've practiced early! Today I played successfully with the man who played the flute. An ancient tune attracted hundreds of birds to fly, hovering in the air for a long time, unwilling to leave." Wei Jinghong spoke vividly, "Oh, you If I didn't see the grand occasion, it can be seen that my skills have reached the peak." "Ayan, don't listen to his nonsense! His evocative whistling sound scares away even the sparrows on the branches. It's really 'a thousand mountains of birds fly away, and a thousand paths of people disappear'." A person in the horizontal field A soft female voice came, but it was Wu Mianxue, an addicted general who pretended to be a lady. Wu Mianxue spared no effort to dismantle the stage, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "After the song is played, there is only one bird left in the courtyard." Wei Jinghong subconsciously asked: "What kind of bird?" "Shocking bird!" Jiang Yan and Wu Mianxue said in unison, with a pun, laughing until their stomach hurts. Wei Jinghong stopped shaking his fan, and sighed a few times, "It's hard to find a friend in high mountains and flowing waters", and then, as if thinking of something, he said to Jiang Yan: "By the way, I'm here to convey something to you. Pack up quickly and come with me." a place." As soon as the words fell, Wu Mianxue stared at him with a strange expression. Wei Jinghong was startled for a moment before reacting, and hurriedly waved his hands and said, "It's not that I don't have it! Wei is just passing on a message from generation to generation, and the one who asked her out is someone else!" Jiang Yan froze for a moment, got up and said, "Who is asking me out?" "Who else could it be? Of course it's Grand Duke Fu No, it's time to change your tune and call Captain Fu of Jinyiwei." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Oh my god, is it so late I'm so sorry, I've never updated so late, I'm bored! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Forty-Three ? Arriving at Nanshi Street in Yingtianfu, it was nightfall, and the lights were on. Jiang Yan saw the lotus lanterns and moon cakes for sale on the street, and smelled the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the air, and suddenly realized that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. ? During these two days of vacation, I was so busy with the blessing music that the Tai students practiced during the sacrifice that I forgot such an important festival. ?Because it is the reunion day, most people gather at home to worship the moon, and at night, there are not as many pedestrians on the street as in the past, only a few wealthy businessmen and strangers hang around in restaurants and music workshops. Wei Jinghong led Jiang Yan into a restaurant, went up to the second floor, stood still in front of the room facing the river on the east side, knocked on the door and said, "I brought you here." After a while, the closed door was pulled open, and a tall and upright figure appeared in front of the two of them. Seeing Fu Li again after more than a month, Jiang Yan almost didn't recognize him. What he is wearing today is a dark blue military gown, the material of which is obviously much poorer than before, with a black cloth belt around his waist, holding a thin knife in his hand, and a cowhide wristband wrapped tightly around his wrist. The dark-colored tether is no longer decorated with gold-encrusted buttons. The simple martial robe was worn on him, but it was indescribably handsome and extravagant. The face is still the same as before, but the temperament is quite different. After taking off the brocade clothes, the young man at this time is like a sharp knife out of its scabbard, just showing its edge, even the coarse military robe still can't hide the elegance of his whole body. Jiang Yan was stunned for a while before returning to her senses, squinting her eyes at Fu Li and said, "I almost dare not recognize you." She is still wearing a plain youth Confucian uniform, her long hair is simply tied on the top of her head, and the two strands of hair hanging from her temples are especially delicate. When she smiles, her eyes are crooked, like a young boy who doesn't know much about the world. Fu Li's Adam's apple twitched, he took a step back holding the knife, and said, "Come in." "I won't go in. I'll make an appointment with the young lady of the Wu family to watch an opera later." Wei Jinghong waved his folding fan, blinked and said with a smirk, "Talk, talk, and then send Jiang Yan back." "Hey, after dinner" Before Jiang Yan finished speaking, Wei Jinghong closed the paper fan and tapped his palms, and leisurely went downstairs. Wei Jinghong slipped away so easily that Jiang Yan had no choice but to enter the door by herself. Fu Li beckoned Xiaoer over, then sat down opposite her, put the saber on the table, looked at her quietly with pale eyes, and asked, "What do you want for dinner?" The carved windows of the elegant room are half open, and there is a moist cool breeze from the Qinhuai River, and you can faintly hear the pipa singing from the painting boat. The Changhe River is brightly lit, and the outlines of the pavilions are hidden in the darkening night, making it a good place to view the scenery. Jiang Yan looked at the furnishings of the private room. Although the room was clean and tidy, the tables, chairs and porcelain vases were not as exquisite and rich as Shangshan Zhai. Then he looked at Fu Li's clothes which were not as good as before, and said with a smile, "I want to eat vegetarian today, Xiaoer, what do you recommend?" Just as Xiao Er answered, Fu Li who was beside him interrupted: "I remember you like meat, why don't you order meat dishes?" Jiang Yan choked, and asked softly for a moment: "How do you know I'm addicted to meat?" "In the bitter summer of last year, the food hall made vegetarian dishes for three days in a row, and you tampered with a line of Su Dongpo's poem and gave it to the head of the house." Recalling the past, Fu Li raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and whispered in a cold voice, "' It is better to live without bamboo than to eat without meat. Without bamboo makes people vulgar, but without meat makes people thin." When he said this, Jiang Yan remembered. At that time, the head of the house was so angry that he couldn't get angry, so he made two pig's knuckles for Jiang Yan to chew on, and he was not allowed to go back to sleep if he couldn't finish eating. The head of the fast wanted to use this to punish her, but Jiang Yan not only accepted it with a smile, but also made a comment after eating the two pig knuckles slowly: "It's a bit bland, and it tastes better with a little salt." The head chef of the chef was laughed at by her, and waved a big spoon to tell her to leave quickly. Since then, Jiang Yan has become famous in the restaurant. Unexpectedly, such a trivial matter would take Fu Li's heart. Jiang Yan's heart warmed up, and she put her hands on the edge of the table and said, "Actually, I ate too much meat that day. When I went home at night, I had a stomachache for a long time." "Let me have a piece of eight-treasure duck, a steamed mandarin fish, and stewed beef brisket in a casserole." After thinking about it, Fu Li still felt that it was not enough, and added, "For vegetarian dishes, I need to stir-fry three shreds, crab roe and tofu, and auspicious rolls" "Oh, that's enough!" Jiang Yan was afraid that he would order all the dishes in the store, so she hurriedly stopped, "The two of us can't eat that much." Fu Li didn't listen to it, and continued to report the name of the dish, "The barley and red dates soup, and a plate of melons and fruits that are in season." Xiao Er wrote it down one by one, smiling so that the pockmarks on his face squeezed together, and hurriedly responded: "Okay, you two, drink tea and wait for a while, the food will be here soon!" After Xiaoer closed the door and left, Jiang Yan said helplessly: "If you can't finish eating, it will be yours." "If you can't finish eating, it's Wei Jinghong's." It seems that Fu Li'sTo dispel all the haze. Fu Li's eyes moved slightly, and his pale lips parted slightly. Before he could say anything, Jiang Yan's eyes lit up, and he looked behind Fu Li and said with a smile: "Hey, the food is here!" So he could only swallow the words that he almost couldn't help himself, took the bowl and chopsticks, wiped them, and handed them to Jiang Yan. After finishing the meal in silence, Jiang Yan proposed to go to the bridge beside the Qinhuai River to watch the moon worship. The lights of the city are like red lotuses blooming, and the fairy dances happily, which is very beautiful. Jiang Yan was walking on the side of the road with the box of moon balls in her arms, reaching out to rub her abdomen from time to time, staring at the handsome young man who was silent beside her and said, "I told you not to order so many dishes, it would be a waste if you can't finish it. When Si Ye sees it, he will severely criticize you and me." Fu Li paused, raised his chin slightly forward: "Here we are." Jiang Yan followed his guidance, and suddenly took a breath. On the stone arch bridge not far away, bright red lanterns stretched for tens of feet, like a river of lights flowing. On the bridge, people come and go, those who stop to admire the lanterns, and those who look up to worship the moon, the lanterns on the bridge are like fire, and the flowing water under the bridge reflects the sky and the world, as if in a fairyland for a while. This is a grand event and prosperity that cannot be seen in Yanzhou. Jiang Yan was overjoyed for a moment, but couldn't help herself, and ran up the stone bridge against the crowd. Fu Li's expression tightened, and he hurriedly followed, "Jiang Yan, slow down!" As soon as the words fell, three or four children holding windmills rushed towards him without thinking. Jiang Yan was only looking at the lights and the full moon, and was knocked staggered for a moment. Only by giving her a hand did she keep from falling. "Are you okay?" Fu Li asked. The worry in his eyes was obvious, and the orange-red firelight illuminated his handsome and cool face. Jiang Yan forgot about the pain in her back for a moment, she just smiled and shook her head. She struggled for her hand, but instead of breaking free, Fu Li held it tighter. After this grip, I could never let go. The starry sky is quiet, the full moon is like a disk, and the water waves under the bridge shatter the shadows of the stars and the moon. Standing under the warm yellow light, the two of them are like standing in a long golden river. It seemed as if the hustle and bustle of the surroundings had faded away, and the passing crowd had all become a blurred background, only two people stood facing each other, one was persistent and cold, the other was ignorant and bright. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Question: Mr. Wei, what is the basic quality of an assist? Wei Jinghong: As a qualified assist, one should always appear when it is supposed to appear, disappear when it should disappear, and leave behind his clothes when things are over, hiding his identity and fame. (shaking the fan and smiling) Thank you emm for the landmine x2~Thank you Chirp Chirp, Little Landmine~Thank you Mangosteen Gongshanzhu for the cute grenade~ Thanks to the little cuties for feeding the nutrient solution and watering this delicate flower of the author~ (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Forty-Four ? Festivals are held in spring, land in summer, moon in autumn, and sky in winter. There are four festivals a year, and there has never been a time like tonight that you don't need to care about Confucian etiquette, you don't need to care about the eyes of others, you can hold hands, shoulder to shoulder, and walk freely in the long river woven by lights. Someone set up an incense table on the bank, placed melons and fruits and moon balls, and burned incense to worship the moon. Jiang Yan cast her eyes on the lamp shadow and moonlight that were broken by the water on the river, her heart was hot, her palms were also hot, and she was sweating a little, but Fu Li didn't seem to notice it, but he held it even tighter. Don't dislike the slightly wet palm. I don't know how long I stood there, but I only know that the people on the bridge watching the lanterns and admiring the moon changed from group to group. Jiang Yan couldn't help it anymore, she tilted her head and looked at the handsome young man beside her, her vermilion lips curled slightly , softly said: "How long will you hold on? My hands are so hot." Fu Li also looked back at her fixedly, his eyes reflected the lights of Wanjia, which was a little warmer than usual. After a long time, he loosened one finger, two fingers, and after a pause, he reluctantly changed to hooking Jiang Yan's little finger, and asked, "Is this better?" The moist night wind blowing by the river blows away the autumn waves under the bridge. The two linked their tail fingers together, like a silent oath. "It's better." Jiang Yan coughed lightly, rubbing the moon ball box restlessly with one hand, her drooping eyelashes were clearly visible in the light. After a while, she suggested, "Let's walk down the bridge? There are too many people here." Fu Li glanced at the crowd around him, nodded and said, "Okay." The two got off the bridge with their fingers intertwined, and walked aimlessly along the main street. Most of the shops on the street were closed, only a few restaurants and dim sum stalls were still lit with lanterns. The sound of the pipa in the Qinhuai River painting boat has gone away, and the lights are dimmed, and now there is a bit of tranquility in the night. A young couple stood in front of a roadside restaurant, both of them looked curiously at Fu Li and Jiang Yan who had hooked their fingers, and the woman couldn't help covering her lips and chuckling, as if she saw something strange object. Jiang Yan subconsciously broke free of her fingers, hugged the pastry box and asked Fu Li: "What is that lady laughing at?" Fu Li looked at Jiang Yan, who was dressed as a teenager, and then at the empty palm, and said with a slightly displeased expression, "It's nothing, just leave them alone." I didn't feel anything when I was holding hands just now, but now I don't hook hands, but I feel uncomfortable. Jiang Yan stretched out her hand to stroke the strands of hair hanging from her temples, and suddenly said: "It's a bit boring to walk around to digest food, why don't we play Fei Hua Ling?" "Flying Flower Order?" "Yes, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, the word 'moon' must be included in the poem." Speaking, Jiang Yan walked backwards holding the moon ball box, with the lights of the long street in her eyes, and said the first sentence with a smile: "The moon rises to startle the birds." According to the rules of Feihualing, the verses must have the same rhythm, and the second and third characters must contain the word "month", and so on, five rounds are one round. The first sentence Jiang Yan chanted is five characters, so Fu Li must also follow the five characters, and the second character must be 'moon', any poem is acceptable. If the response is too late to answer, you will be punished with alcohol. Although he left Guozijian for more than two months, Fu Li was still talented and learned, so he answered the second sentence without thinking: "When will the bright moon come?" "Qingjiang Yue is close to people." "A curtain of wind and moon leisure." In the fifth sentence, it was Jiang Yan's turn again. At this time, the street lights were dimming, and the surroundings were quiet, only the slight sound of two people's steps knocking on the floor tiles. The breeze is coming, the golden autumn osmanthus seeds beside the road are shaking, and the air is full of intoxicating fragrance. Standing under the osmanthus tree, Jiang Yan said with a smile, "The people around you are like the moon." Fu Li stopped slowly. Behind Jiang Yan is a restaurant, and the person in front of her is even brighter than the moonlight, this sentence is surprisingly appropriate. Fu's heart moved, as if those lifeless words came alive because of Jiang Yan. Jiang Yan didn't notice Fu Li's sudden dark eyes, she just urged him with a smile: "If you can't answer again, I will punish you." Before he finished speaking, Fu Li suddenly took a step forward, forcing her into a dark corner, where she was completely shrouded in the shadow of his own figure. Jiang Yan was taken aback by this sudden movement. She took a step back subconsciously, and pressed her back against the rough osmanthus tree behind her, and the osmanthus blossoms fell like pieces of gold in an instant. The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the night is the best protection, separating this humble corner from the bustling capital. Fu Li's eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the gloom, bottomless and turbulent, it was a strange look that Jiang Yan had never seen before. He hesitated and stretched out his hand, and twirled the sweet-scented osmanthus in Jiang Yan's hair, but even though the sweet-scented osmanthus was twisted away, that hand stayed on her temple for a long time. Finally, he rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and his slender fingers came out from Jiang Yan's mouth.Because of his stature, he hid himself and corseted his chest? " Ruan Yu opened her red eyes and said in a daze, "Jealous?" "Of course it's jealousy, because it's what they don't have. If they don't get it, they can only scold you to vent their anger. Only you will be fooled and let them bully you." Jiang Yan put her clothes on and sat on the edge of the bed He said in relief, "Xue Rui and his like say you are charming because they covet your beauty, but they are afraid of insulting the lintel and the sage's legacy, and use your beauty to deceive people as an excuse for your dirty thoughts. You can't be fooled! A real gentleman I won't despise you because of your big breasts and slender waist!" Having said that, Jiang Yan hugged Ruan Yu, "From now on, Ayu, don't go to Uncle Laoshizi's house, just hang out with me." Ruan Yu smiled through tears, wrapped her clothes tightly and said with a light smile, "I don't. Now that you have Mr. Fu, if I'm still hanging around by your side, wouldn't it be a nuisance?" "What nonsense! Me and him" After a pause, Jiang Yan pursed her lips and smiled, "It's still early for me and him." The shadow of the moon is slanting to the west, and the Mid-Autumn Festival passes quietly amidst the laughter of two girls living in other places. After that, Jiang Yan devoted herself to the day-to-day study of the Guozijian. In addition to reading and taking exams every day, she practiced blessing music with her classmates. This time the sacrifice to heaven was quite grand, and Feng Jijiu attached great importance to it, and the requirements were stricter than usual. If one's pronunciation was wrong, or one's posture was wrong, all of them had to do it all over again. A Blessing of the Gods will take half an hour to play, and the students will suffer unspeakably as it repeats over and over again. It wasn't until October when the leaves turned yellow that Jiang Yan, who was exhausted from practicing, learned of Fu Li's recent situation from Wei Jinghong's mouth. It is heard that he performed very well in the school competition, and was recommended by Cai Qi, the governor of Beizhen, and promoted to Jinyiwei Cong Qipin Xiaoqi. Although he is a military officer the size of a sesame seed and not many people under his jurisdiction, it is a formal official position after all, which is much better than the previous school lieutenant who did not even have a rank. Taking such an important step, Jiang Yan was naturally happy for him, and immediately asked Wei Jinghong to send a message to Fu Li, agreeing to celebrate his promotion at the restaurant where they met earlier in Shuowang in early November. Jiang Yan deliberately went early that day, and ordered good wine and food with all her monthly silver, but who knew that Fu Li had not attended the appointment since she waited until night fell. As the night was getting darker, Jiang Yan changed several positions, and when she was bored waiting, the door of the private room was pushed open with a bang. Jiang Yan stood up almost immediately, but the person who came was not Fu Li, but Wei Jinghong. Wei Jinghong didn't bring his paper fan either, and said out of breath, "There's no need to wait, Fu Li just sent a message. He was ordered to go out of the city to arrest the important criminal, and the date of return has not yet been set." Hearing this, Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. It's not disappointment, but relief. Fortunately, he didn't have any accidents on the way here. Those who can do more work, presumably Cai Fushi attaches great importance to Fu Li. Wei Jinghong looked at Jiang Yan's expression carefully, and said embarrassingly: "Fu Li also said, please don't be angry. When he returns, he will personally apologize to you." Jiang Yan burst out laughing, and asked back: "Why am I angry? It's just that the wine and food are so good, it's cheaper for you." After speaking, Jiang Yan opened the door and ordered the waiter to serve the food, and handed Wei Jinghong a pair of chopsticks, " Sit down, eat before leaving." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Wei Jinghong: The author loves me again. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Forty-Five ? There is still one month before the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, and the seventy-two imperial students who are in charge of blessing rituals and music have reached the critical period of the final sonata rehearsal, but unexpectedly something happened at this time. A female student in charge of piano art forgot to close the window when she slept at night. The cold wind blew all night, and she contracted the wind and cold the next day. Without a bed, naturally I can no longer participate in the drill. Feng Jijiu was suffering from a headache, so Li Chenlu volunteered to take the female student's place to participate in the sacrifice. Seeing that the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was approaching, and the female student was still recovering from her illness, Feng Jijiu had no choice but to grant Li Chenlu's request. Although Li Chenlu's piano skills are not excellent, he is very familiar with the sacrificial repertoire, and within two days he can keep up with the rhythm of the crowd, so as not to hinder the progress of the ceremony and music for blessing the gods. In the early winter season, it was already very cold. After finishing the rehearsal in the hall today, Jiang Yan rubbed her frozen red fingers, and put the instruments back together with the students. As soon as she turned around, she ran into Li Chenlu. The concubine from the Uncle Xiangcheng's family always had a three-point sweet smile when she met everyone, with a little cinnabar at the end of her eyes that was soft and flattering, she nodded towards Jiang Yan while holding the Guqin that belonged to someone else. A man with a sweet mouth and a sword, Jiang Yan didn't bother to pay attention to her, and went straight past her to go out. "The young lady of the Hu family has always been a careful and cautious person, so how could she forget to close the window when she slept in the winter? Besides, Li Chenlu and Mrs. Hu lived in Room 1. Why did the lady of the Hu family freeze to the cold, but Li Chenlu didn't know anything?" No son? Besides, during the past few days when Madam Hu was ill, Li Chenlu has been helping to cook the decoction. Her illness is not only getting worse, but getting worse. Don't you think this incident is too strange?" On the way to the meeting hall for dinner, Jiang Yan walked through the corridor with Ruan Yu and Wei Jinghong, saying so. Jiang Yan has always disliked talking about people behind their backs, but Li Chenlu's insidious tricks are really disgusting. Thinking of this, Jiang Yan said to the ignorant Ruan Yu, "As soon as she comes today, she can play the piano score of Mrs. Hu's family. It can be seen that she has already made preparations to replace her. Ayu, you should stay away from her. Be careful not to know if she plots against you." Ruan Yu hurriedly nodded and said, "I know." Wei Jinghong on the side interjected: "Speaking of this, last year some ignorant Tai students privately selected three female students with the best looks and character. Do you know who these three are?" Ruan Yu's eyes lit up, she looked at Jiang Yan and said seriously: "There must be Ayan, right?" Jiang Yan quietly rolled her eyes, took Ruan Yu's hand and said, "What are you talking about, what are you talking about? As soon as you hear the word 'character', you know there will be no me." "Miss Jiang is quite self-aware!" Wei Jinghong laughed loudly, then tapped his palm casually with a folding fan, and said, "They think Xue Wanqing is the third most beautiful, and Li Chenlu is the second most beautiful. Her distinguished status and background, but Li Chenlu" Speaking of this, Wei Jinghong clicked his tongue twice, and said with a sneer, "I have to say that this woman is very scheming, she can actually fool innocent young men around, I really think she is a weak and innocent relic." Jiang Yan smiled disapprovingly, and said coldly: "It's a pity that she can deceive others, but Feng Jijiu. Today she successfully sang a song, but Feng Jijiu didn't praise her with only a few words. She must have realized that the Hu family's wife suddenly The clue that she is seriously ill is just that it is difficult to expose her in public because the priest needs manpower soon." Wei Jinghong nodded: "So, Jiang is still old and hot. Don't worry, the matter between you and Fu Li, the Jijiu and the ministers know the truth in their hearts, and they will never treat him harshly because of Li Chenlu's instigation. you." "I understand." While speaking, Jiang Yan had already entered the front yard of the dining hall, turned to Wei Jinghong and said, "Has Fu Li responded to Tianfu?" Hearing this, Wei Jinghong felt as if suddenly, slapped his head and said: "I almost forgot about it! I'm back, I came back yesterday, but this time the sacrifice to Jin Yiwei is going to accompany the emperor to protect the emperor, and Fu Li is also on the travel list. Don't talk about it until you are busy with this sacrifice. Don't worry, maybe you can meet him at the sacrifice." Jiang Yan said with a smile: "What am I in a hurry for? Practicing festival music every day, I am so tired that I can barely hold the chopsticks with both hands, and I just don't have time to see him." Wei Jinghong choked: "It is said that Xiaobie is better than newlyweds, why don't you follow the routine?" Ruan Yu, who was on the side, was still immersed in the previous topic, and asked softly: "Mr. Wei, you just said that in the eyes of the Tai students, Xue Wanqing is the third in appearance and character, and Li Chenlu is the second. What about the first?" ? Who is the first?" Wei Jinghong was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Ruan Yu's gentle and pretty face and said with a smile: "It's not important, it's better for Mrs. Ruan not to know." Ruan Yu blinked, puzzled and said, "Why?" &nbHe shot and fell to the ground, blood splashed on the snow, shockingly red. Has the prosperous and stable Yingtian Mansion ever seen such bloodshed? The crowd was silent for a moment, and then a more chaotic shout broke out. All the officials, servants, and palace ladies all ran away with their heads in their arms, and the street was chaotic and crowded for a while. Jiang Yan was caught in the crowd and was pushed and shoved, so she gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand, trying to grab the flustered Ruan Yu in front, and shouted: "Ayu! Don't run around!" While speaking, she had already grabbed Ruan Yu's arm, and she was delighted when she suddenly heard the sound of wind piercing through the air, and subconsciously turned her head to look, but saw a feathered arrow flying towards her face, and she didn't even have time Dodge! At the critical moment, a guard in Jinyi rushed over, drew his sword and cut off the feathered arrow. The broken arrow burst and flew towards Jiang Yan's temples, and landed on the bluestone bricks behind him with a clang. Jiang Yan opened her lips slightly, watching as Fu Li grabbed her wrist, pushed her and Ruan Yu to hide behind the pillar of the roadside shop, then took off the cloak on her body and put it on Jiang Yan, wrapping her around her With a cold and trembling body, he turned his head to Wei Jinghong who rushed over and said, "Protect them well." Before he had time to say another word, he took a deep look at Jiang Yan, turned around quickly, jumped on the horse with big strides, and galloped towards the source of the commotion. The assassin obviously came for the queen. Some people say that the queen has vigorously eliminated dissidents in the past few years, usurped her authority, and consolidated her power by marrying female students. This has touched the interests of many old-fashioned dignitaries. There are many people who want her to die. The assassination lasted for a quarter of an hour before it came to an end. Fortunately, the queen was only frightened, and I was fine. The guards in Jinyi quickly cleared the scene, and the envoy Cai Fu from Beizhen Fusi came on horseback and ordered the Confucian scholars to line up and stand up again. He shouted: "God bless Daming! The assassin has been punished, everyone, don't panic, move on!" Some people in the crowd chanted 'long live' several times. Fortunately, it was a false alarm. Just as Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, she heard Cai Qi say: "Count the number of casualties, and the wounded come out!" A Jin Yiwei rushed forward, clasped his fists and said: "Cai Fushi, a young Xiaoqi with excellent martial arts skills beheaded seven assassins, and blocked an arrow for His Highness the Crown Prince. The injuryseems to be quite serious." Hearing this, Jiang Yan held his breath in his chest, and felt the blood flowing backwards all over his body. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thank you 25500087 for throwing 1 mine 33217309 for throwing 1 mine emm for throwing 1 mine 25500087 for throwing 1 mine Wenquan threw 3 mines~Thank you little cuties~ Thank you "", "", "The Voice of Nian Nian", "Sister", "Dong Niang", "zhaoyj", "Luo Yan Wu Sheng", "Old Goose", "rourou?", "The Voice of Nian Nian", "Biscuit Terminator", "Yan Xiao Yan Yan" and other cutie feeding nutrient solutions~ (remember this website website: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Forty-Six ? On the second day, Jiang Yan changed into a boy's attire, and went to the guard stationed in the Beijing Normal University by Fusi of Beizhen. The snow is mottled, and when you reach Zhengyangmen, it belongs to the scope of the imperial palace, and you can no longer pass through the front. Jiang Yan held a bunch of bright red candied haws in his hand, and smiled at the two school captains guarding the gate: "Jiang Yan, a student of Guozixue, asks to meet Jin Yiwei Fu Li Fu Xiaoqi, can I trouble the two officials to pass it on?" ?¡± The two young guards in Jinyi didn't even look at them, they waved them away and said, "Is Jinyi Guards a place where you can come whenever you want, and see you whenever you want? Go, go! If you interfere with the adults in the case, you will break your thin arms and legs carefully." !" Jiang Yan was not annoyed by the slap in the face, just smiled and took out a few coins and stuffed them into their hands, and said sincerely: "I am really a friend of Fu Xiaoqi. I heard that he was seriously injured this time, so I came to visit him. I have worked so hard." The official is accommodating." Seeing that Jiang Yan was reasonable and benefited again, the two school captains looked better, and said in a slow tone: "You wait." Then they turned and entered the guard. After a while, the captain who took the broken silver and went to pass it on came back, his expression was quite different from before, and he even put on a smile, and made a 'please' gesture: "We have all the rules, Also, please don¡¯t ask and look around after entering the door.¡± "Okay." Jiang Yan nodded in agreement, and followed the school lieutenant into the gate of the guard. She is holding candied haws in her hand, and she can smell the intoxicating sweet and sour fragrance at the tip of her nose, but her mood is not as relaxed as her steps. Yesterday Wei Jinghong went to inquire, and Fu Li was indeed among the injured, but he didn't know where he was injured. Jiang Yan thought of the phrase 'seems to be seriously injured', and felt a little uneasy. Turning around the training ground, there is a row of houses behind the wall. Although they are quaint, they are kept very clean and tidy, not even a single weed has been seen. The captain stood still in front of a room facing the sun in the north, motioned to Jiang Yan and said, "Your Excellency Xiao Fu is recovering from his wounds inside, you can talk first. The shift will change in half an hour, remember to come out before then." Jiang Yan nodded. After the captain left, Jiang Yan took a deep breath, hid the candied haws in her hand behind her back, and knocked on the door. A cold voice came immediately: "Come in." Jiang Yan opened the door and went in. First, she saw a small living room with a table and two chairs. There were some books on the bookshelves, and there were swords and bows by the wall. There is a curtain hanging in the hall, open it and continue walking in, and you will find Xiangyang's bedroom. It has just snowed, and even if the windows are facing the sun, you can't feel much warmth. Fu Li was fully dressed, and was sitting neatly at the desk by the window waiting for her. Seeing Jiang Yan coming in, he looked warm and got up subconsciously, but frowned slightly because he was involved in the wound. "Hey, don't move." Jiang Yan hurriedly walked over, stretched out her free hand, pushed Fu Li back to the chair and sat down, frowned and said, "I'm injured, why don't you go to bed and lie down?" "It's not that far." Fu Li got up again recklessly, "What kind of tea do you want to drink? I only have Longjing tea here, or old tea." "I won't drink, sit down!" Although Fu Li's condition was much better than expected, Jiang Yan was still shocked when he smelled the strong smell of medicine and the faint smell of blood on his body. As if vividly. "How did it become like this" Jiang Yan sat beside Fu Li, shook out the candied haws hidden behind her, and handed it to him, "Here, this is for you." A bunch of bright red hawthorns, hung with crystal clear icing, is the only bright color in this shabby room. Hidden behind the candied haws was Jiang Yan's lively smile, which was so dazzling for a moment that Fu Li was stunned for a moment before slowly reaching out to take the bunch of candied haws. The fingers of the two touched together briefly, and then quickly let go. Jiang Yan stretched out her hand and scratched her temples, cleared her throat and asked, "Where did you get hurt? I heard that you took an arrow for the prince, but is it true?" Fu Li looked down at the candied haws in his hand, twirled the bamboo stick, nodded and said, "It's okay." Seeing her, it doesn't hurt so much. "Where did you get hurt?" Seeing that Fu Li was tightly wrapped, with no wounds on his body, but his lips were slightly pale, Jiang Yan was really worried. "It's all right now." Fu Li looked indifferent and refused to say anything. He avoided talking about it, Jiang Yan was a little angry, and said with a downcast face: "I'm here for the inspection. If you don't tell me, I'll leave." After that, she made a gesture and stood up. Fu Li didn't care about appreciating the candied haws, so he quickly stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Yan's wrist, looked up at her and said, "It's on the left abdomen." Hearing this, Jiang Yan said in surprise: "Did you hurt your stomach? You still sit and chat with me when your stomach hurts? Won't it hurt more?" Fu Lidao: "It didn't hurt the viscera, but the skin and flesh were injured, and it will heal within three or two days."The cold wind from the door was blowing head-on, she took a deep breath, and her hot heart gradually calmed down. Just as she raised her legs to leave, she heard the door creak open behind her. She turned her head and saw Fu Li's lips were slightly pale, and he was looking at her while maintaining the posture of opening the door. "Why did you come out?" Jiang Yan asked. "I'm afraid you don't know the way." Fu Li tightened his lips, and then said softly, "I'll send" "I'm not a three-year-old kid. Did you recognize me on the first day? Go back." After finishing speaking, Jiang Yan turned around lightly, the belt behind her head drew an elegant arc, and trotted out on the mottled snow went. Fu Li stood on the porch, watching Jiang Yan's vivid back bouncing away, thinking of something, the corner of his mouth curled into a very faint arc. Jiang Yan walked out of the gate of the guardhouse, bowed to thank the Jin Yiwei who was guarding the gate, and when she raised her body again, she bumped into a golden car escorted by an internal attendant slowly approaching. A eunuch said in a drawn-out tone: "His Royal Highness has arrived¡ª" The guards in brocade clothes all around went out and lined up to worship, bowing to greet them. Jiang Yan stood by the side of the road and had nowhere to hide, so she had no choice but to kneel down and bow down. The car stopped, and Zhu Wenli, who was wrapped in black and black fox fur, removed the gauze and got out of the car, saying, "Ping body." When passing by Jiang Yan's side, he paused, and his eyes stayed on her for a short time, but he didn't recognize her, he just paused slightly, and walked into the door by mistake. The prince's visit this time should be to visit the injured Fu Li, right? After all, Fu Li blocked an arrow for him. Thinking so, Jiang Yan patted the muddy water stained on her clothes when she knelt down, turned around and walked towards the Imperial College. At this time, in the reception hall of the guard, Zhu Wenli, dressed in a red round-neck uniform, stretched out his hands to help Fu Li, who was kneeling with folded fists, and said in a gentle voice, "You are injured, so there is no need for these red tapes between us." Fu Li then thanked him and got up. Zhu Wenli waved his hands back to the left and right, and waited until there was no one around, then he let go of the airs of a prince of a country, reached out and hammered Fu Li's shoulder like a close relative and friend, and blamed: "When did you join Jinyiwei, why didn't you report it to the police?" Let me know! If you hadn't stood up to protect me that day, I don't know how long I would have been hidden." Fu Li frowned and endured the pain in his waist and abdomen, and poured a cup of hot tea for Zhu Wenli, saying: "When I left the Imperial College, I promised my father that I would not use any connections or materials from the Fu family, so I never told His Highness. .¡± "Are you afraid that I will be selfish?" Zhu Wenli frowned. Fu Li did not answer, but only asked: "How is the empress?" "I was shocked, and I have been recuperating on the bed for the past few days. But my father found out that the assassin came for the queen mother, and was quite displeased. He seemed to blame the queen mother for her behavior in recent years." "Have you found out the instigation behind the scenes?" "The assassins are all dead. Finally, there was a survivor. He died in the imperial prison last night, and all the clues were broken. I have a hunch that this is not the first time, and it will never be the last time. The court seems to be at ease. , but in fact, they seem to be in harmony with each other, and each has their own ghosts, so I need a helper who can help me clear up the turbidity." Having said that, Zhu Wenli took a sip of hot tea, looked at Fu Li and said solemnly, "You have done a great job in rescuing him this time, and I have asked my father to promote you to Fusizheng of the North Town of Jinyiwei, and give you Xiuchun." knife." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Fu Li (happy): Ayan confessed to me today, since she likes me so much, I will like her even more. (quietly preparing gifts) Jiang Yan (wonderful): Didn't Fu Li say he liked me first? Wei Jinghong often has to interpret Fu Li's words in reverse. He has said so many times before that he doesn't like me. Isn't it just that he likes me? Everyone (eating melon seeds): (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Forty Seven ? This year, Yingtianfu seems to be extremely cold. In just one month, there have been three heavy snowfalls. When Youshi arrives, the sky is getting darker and the lights are on. From time to time, two pieces of soft white flakes fall from the sky, which is the aftertaste of winter snow. The lamps beside the road were hung up one by one, illuminating the square inch of the ground under their feet. Most of the students of the Imperial College had returned home for reunion, and the surroundings were empty. After a while, Jiang Yan was seen walking slowly with a black cloak in his arms. . Fu Li was wearing a black military robe with sleeves, and was leaning on the corner wall with his knife pressed. He has a slender figure, against the light, he looks like a dark ink silhouette, calm and heroic. For the last distance, Jiang Yan sped up her pace slightly, walking unsteadily in front of Fu Li and standing still. When he got closer, he realized that there was a layer of crushed snow on his shoulders, obviously he had been waiting for a long time. Jiang Yan shook off the cloak in her hand, tiptoed and hung it on Fu Li's shoulder casually, patted his shoulder and said: "I have washed the cloak you gave me on the day of the sacrifice, and returned it to you. " The next moment, Fu Li took off the cloak he had just put on, and wrapped it around Jiang Yan. "Oh, I'm not cold." No matter how you look at it, Fu Li was wearing thin clothes. Jiang Yan turned around and tried to break off the cloak, but Fu Li refused and tied a knot crookedly for her. Jiang Yan had no choice but to wrap the long cloak that was about to drag the floor, and asked, "Is your injury healed?" Fu Li gave an 'hmm' and said, "Okay." "I heard that you have been promoted to a hundred households and given the Xiuchun Knife? You have only been in Jinyiwei for half a year, and you have been promoted twice in a row, which shows that you have a bright future." Jiang Yan blinked and asked curiously, "What is the Xiuchun Knife? Sample?" Fu Li took off the saber from his waist and handed it to Jiang Yan. The scabbard in front of this knife is dark red, covered with a silver edge with a hollow pattern, the blade is slightly curved, and the handle is engraved with simple animal patterns, which looks sharp and heavy. Jiang Yan took it subconsciously, but was unsteady and almost fell to the ground, and said in shock: "It's so heavy!" She played with it for a while, and when she had seen enough, she returned the saber to Fu Li. Inadvertently lowering her head, Jiang Yan saw a row of snowballs of different shapes at the base of the wall, and couldn't help but bend down and look at them: "What are these?" I didn't pay attention to the dim light just now, but now I look carefully and realize that they are snowmen carved out of sharp tools, each palm-sized, and a total of twelve snowmen have been carved. Seeing Jiang Yan watching intently, Fu Li raised the back of his hand to the tip of his nose, cleared his throat, and paused for a while before saying, "I just had nothing to do, so I built a few snowmen for you." Jiang Yan was taken aback, and the door of memory opened quietly. I remember that at this time last year, Fu Li was so jealous that he also built a luxurious and funny snowman for her at the entrance of the school. Later, she returned to Yanzhou before the snow melted, and she didn¡¯t know where those precious orbs were. where. "Do you still remember making snowmen?" Jiang Yan looked at the snowmen at the base of the wall for a while, and found that although these snowmen were rough in workmanship and only had human-shaped outlines, their postures were vivid, and they stretched out their hands or kicked their legs. Extremely troublesome. Jiang Yan was a little moved, and poked one of the snowmen with her hand, and asked, "Why do you build twelve snowmen?" In such a cold day, how cold your hands must be! "This is a set of knife techniques." "?" Jiang Yan almost thought she had heard it wrong, and said with a blank face, "Huh? What?" "The poses of these snowmen are a set of sword techniques that I have been practicing recently." Fu Li raised his chin slightly, and explained again seriously. "" Who gives a gift to their sweetheart as a set of knife skills? Last year when I was rich, I made a gorgeous and funny snowman with black pearls as eyes and ruby ??beads as mouth. This year, when I became Jinyiwei, I just piled up a set of sword skills? Seeing Jiang Yan's strange expression, Fu Li finally sensed something was wrong, and asked, "Don't you like it?" "Happy, I like it." Jiang Yan clapped her hands and got up, her eyes reflected the snowy night sky, she said helplessly and funny, "Your Majesty, you have worked hard." Fu Li breathed a sigh of relief, nodded lightly and said: "It's getting late, I'll take you to dinner." "Then, what about your 'sword skills'?" "I'll pile it up for you next time it snows." Jiang Yan let out an 'ah', and followed Fu Li's footsteps. The black cloak hung down to her heels, wrapping her tightly, and even her palms were hot. Under the cold moonlight, the two walked side by side with the lights of the Imperial College behind their backs. Not long after, Fu Li asked, "When will you go home?" Jiang Yan thought for a while and said: "Maybe tomorrow, I have to wait for the nanny of Ayu's family to pick me up, and I will go back with her along the way." Fu Li said 'Yes' and said nothing more. The place where two people dine this timeWith a soft voice, he rubbed his daughter's hair and said, "Aniang supports you. However, if there is a chance, I would like to meet that Mr. Fu. I don't know what kind of fairy character it is, but our Ayan moved my heart." "Looks better than dad, has better skills than dad, and is not as good-tempered as dad." Jiang Yan sighed concisely, "It's okay." The couple laughed together. After a while, Jiang Zhixian suppressed his smile, and asked: "Since we share the same mind, then Lu Yanan must think carefully about the next step. You will be seventeen in two days. You can say whether you are old or young at this age." Little, if you marry as a man-wife, you always have to make a choice." "I know." Jiang Yan's cooking speed was a little full, and after thinking about it, she said softly, "I will have a good talk with him next year. But don't worry, you two, whether I marry him or not, I will not give up on myself .¡± Brightly lit all night. A few days later it was New Year's Eve, which was Jiang Yan's birthday as usual. New Spring Festival couplets have been pasted up in the courtyard. It is still Jiangzhi County's first couplet, and Jiang Yan's second couplet. The father and daughter never get tired of this word game. After having a sumptuous birthday banquet at noon, Jiang Yan was lazily leaning on the couch and reading a few books from her father. Not long after, she heard Aunt Cao's loud voice calling at the door: "Girl, someone is looking for you outside!" "Here we come!" Jiang Yan put the book on the side of the couch casually, hurriedly put on her shoes and got down on the couch, opened the door and asked, "Aunt Cao, who is it?" Aunt Cao passed by with a basin of starched laundry in her hand, and replied, "He said he was a clerk from the Fulin Inn, who came to deliver letters for someone." People from Fulin Inn? Jiang Yan was full of doubts, and went to the front door to have a look, and sure enough there was a young man in bunts and a turban standing in front of the steps. Seeing her coming out, he bent down and smiled, "Miss Jiang, a young master told me to I hand this letter to you." After finishing speaking, he respectfully presented the letter with both hands. Young Master? Jiang Yan didn't recognize the young master of Fulin Inn, so she thought to herself, could it be a fraud? Suspiciously, he took the letter paper, opened it, and unfolded the rice paper, only to see two lines of small characters written with strong strokes, writing: [Today, at this time, I have arrived in Ningyang County, temporarily staying at Fulin Inn. I took the liberty to come here, but I didn't dare to bother you at the door. I look forward to seeing you. ¡¿ Signed two words: Fu Li. Jiang Yan couldn't believe her eyes, closed the rice paper, and asked the guy, "What does the young man who gave you the letterhead look like?" "Uh very tall, with a dignified appearance, wearing a dark martial robe and holding a thin knife in his hand, he looks like a young knight." The guy's education level is not high, and he racked his brains, "By the way, he was born Extremely handsome! But there is no smile, a bit cold." Really Fuli? ! Is this guy crazy? The New Year's Eve has come to Yanzhou! "Take me to see him!" Jiang Yan shoved the letter back into her sleeve indiscriminately, ran down the stone steps with her skirt in her hand, took two steps, then turned back and shouted into the house, "Aunt Cao, father and mother later Come back, thank you for telling them that I have an appointment tonight, I won¡¯t be coming back for dinner, don¡¯t wait for me!¡± "Ahah?" Aunt Cao wiped her hands with her green cloth apron, and ran out shaking her plump body, shouting, "Girl, where are you going this New Year's Eve!" "Go see a friend!" After speaking, Jiang Yan had disappeared. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thank you for the mines of Chirp Chirp~25500087's mines x2, Wenquan's mines x3~ Thank you "Muzi is so sweet", "Guan Jingjie", "Frost in the Moon", "Monster", "Old Goose", "The Voice of Nian Nian", "", "seeyure", "Little Fish", "Ser Nisevia", "Happy Xuanxuan", "The Voice of Nian Nian", "", "", "The Voice of Nian Nian", "Sister", "Winter Brew" and other cute nutrient solutions~ (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Forty-eight ? After leaving the gate of the county government office, Jiang Yan calmed down a lot. Instead of bluffing like before, she leisurely bought a candied hawthorn on the street, wrapped it in oiled paper, and carried it in her arms. With the guidance of the inn clerk, Jiang Yan went straight to the second floor and stood in front of Fu Li's guest room. She reached out and knocked on the door, then rolled her eyes, intentionally relaxed her voice, imitating the man's hoarse voice and said: "My lord, this villain is an inn clerk, here to make tea for you." The room was silent for a moment, and then, a cold and deep voice came: "Come in." Seemingly noticing anything unusual, Jiang Yan suppressed a smile, stretched out her hand to open the door, and quietly leaned in with half of her body. Unexpectedly, looking left and right, he did not see Fu Li. This is strange, didn't you hear him responding inside just now? Jiang Yan was puzzled, and as soon as she lifted her foot to enter the door, she saw a well-knit hand stretched out from behind the door, grabbed her wrist and pulled her hard, pulling her into a warm embrace and confining her. Unexpectedly, someone was hiding behind the door, and Jiang Yan was taken aback by surprise. The hawthorn dumpling in her hand almost flew away until her back hit a strong chest. A familiar voice came from above her head, saying with a little pride: " How can I not hear your voice?" Jiang Yan wanted to scare Fu Li, but instead she was taken aback by him. Frustrated, she turned and broke away from his arm and said, "Okay, you are hiding behind the door to scare me! You won't eat the candied hawthorn Already!" She deliberately removed the oiled paper bag that wrapped the hawthorn, but Fu Li stretched out his long arms, easily crossed her body, and snatched the oiled paper bag from her raised hand. In terms of height, Jiang Yan couldn't compare to him, so she had to look at the empty palm for a while, and said with a smile: "I think you are the one who is 'proud of being favored'." Fu Li seemed to like her deflated appearance quite a bit, with a light and precious smile in his eyes, he leaned against the closed door, opened the oiled paper, twisted a hawthorn wrapped in white sugar, and looked at it for a while. He whispered: "It's not the same as Ying Tianfu's candied haws." "Of course." Jiang Yan sat on a chair with her hands propped up and looked at him, urging, "Try it quickly." She looked so expectant, as if it was someone else who said, 'I won't give you the candy hawthorn' just now. Fu Li didn't tear it apart, and brought the frosted hawthorn to his mouth, took a bite, savored it carefully, and said, "Sweet." Although Fu Li is no longer the son of a family with bright clothes and angry horses, the noble spirit is integrated into his blood. A small hawthorn has to be eaten in several bites, without grinning, and there is no unpleasant sound of babbling. , as quiet as a pleasing picture scroll. To come to Ningyang County from Yingtianfu, at least four days by water, and two days on a fast horse after landing. I don't know why he came all the way here to celebrate the New Year in Yingtian Mansion "Why did you come here all of a sudden?" After asking the words, she suddenly remembered that Fu Li had joined the Jinyiwei regardless of everything, and at least he would not be able to return to the capital this year. On the day of the reunion of thousands of families, he has a hard time returning home. Where else can he go if he doesn't come here? Just as he felt a little guilty, he heard Fu Li casually say: "I have something important to do, just passing by here." "Then, how long will you stay?" "Depart for home the day after tomorrow." Jiang Yan said 'Oh', looked at him for a while, and then asked: "Have you had lunch?" "Never. The inn cook has been asked to prepare the meal." Fu Li rewrapped the remaining hawthorn tightly, opened his mouth, and before he could say "you eat with me", he heard Jiang Yan say: "The food in the inn is not good, you must not be used to it. Why don't you follow me?" Come, I'll take you to the street to eat delicious food!" Before he could answer, Jiang Yan got up and urged: "Let's go, let me show my kindness as a landlord!" Shanhaiju is the best restaurant in Ningyang County. Jiang Yan took Fu Li with ease to find a place facing the street on the east side of the second floor, and ordered special dishes such as sea cucumbers with green onions, roast duck, and sweet-scented osmanthus meat. Xiaoer said: "This young master is from the south of the Yangtze River, and he is not used to eating pasta, so you can replace it with rice By the way, warm up with a pot of plum wine." Xiao Er kept saying 'yes', while eagerly making tea for the two of them, he kept looking at Fu Li and said, "Oh, this gentleman from Jiangnan is really handsome, Mrs. Jiang has good eyesight! Good eyesight!" After finishing speaking , and deliberately gave a thumbs up. After the overly enthusiastic Xiao Er left, Fu Lifang looked sideways at Jiang Yan and asked, "They all know you?" "Of course! My father seldom restrains me. Since I was a child, I have been running all over the streets with my mother and playmates. I know everything about the delicious food and fun in the whole county." It's full of lively smiles. The charcoal fire was flickering on the side, and the copper pot that warmed the wine emitted a curl of pale water vapor. Outside the window, the green eaves are low, and there is a constant stream of pedestrians, even hawkers shouting.??. The red, purple and purple stars spread out, like petals sprinkled by a celestial maiden, like fleeting meteors The sound of thumping blooms was all around my ears, and the whole sky turned red and then purple all at once, which was very gorgeous. All of a sudden, a silver-gold tea flower bloomed, and countless silver threads exploded, hanging down the sky like willow silk. "This is beautiful!" Jiang Yan couldn't help laughing, and turned her head inadvertently, only to find that Fu Li was facing the river bank, but was not looking at the fireworks, and was looking at herself without blinking. The fireworks hit his profile and reflected in his eyes, brightening and darkening for a while. For a moment, Jiang Yan's heart also lost its rhythm with the flickering fireworks. She raised the corner of her mouth, squinted her eyes and looked at Fu Li, and said softly: "You don't watch the fireworks, why are you watching me?" "There is light in your eyes." Fu Li said. In his opinion, the most beautiful thing is not the well-timed fireworks, but the natural and real ginger face under the fireworks. "You also have light in your eyes." Jiang Yan chuckled, thinking to herself, aren't people who don't see light in their eyes blind? "I have you in my eyes." boom¡ª¡ª A light golden firework bloomed, bursting into layers of sparks in the air. The two stood facing each other, the tip of one ear was red, and the eyes of the other jumped. After a while, Jiang Yan hesitated and asked, "What did you say just now?" Naturally, Fu Li didn't want to talk about it, he couldn't help it for a while, and it was already embarrassing when he came back to his senses. He cleared his throat and took a step forward, took out a delicate and warm object from his arms, inserted it obliquely in Jiang Yan's loose hair, and whispered: "Happy birthday." Jiang Yan was startled, and subconsciously turned her head and touched it. The cool and smooth touch seemed to be a hosta in the shape of a lotus. Hearing the phrase 'Happy Birthday' from him just now, a burst of warmth surged in my heart, I didn't even care about watching the fireworks, raised my hand and stroked the hairpin for a long time, then bent my eyes and asked: "You came here specially to celebrate my birthday of?" Fu Li turned his eyes away, now he was pretending to watch the fireworks, and after a while he said bluntly: "No, I'm passing by on business, so come here." Jiang Yan glanced at his slightly uncomfortable expression, stopped asking, and only said: "Why did you send me the jade hairpin?" Fu Li said: "You usually dress too plainly, this hairpin complements you." Jiang Yan was about to burst into joy, thinking: You are a young man who is either ugly or has a set of sword skills even making snowmen, and you know what kind of hairpin suits me? The slander was all the slander, she was still happy in her heart, so she reached out and took his palm hanging by her side, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Fu, I like it very much." Fu Li's fingers froze, and then he grabbed her back even harder. The two held hands facing each other, their eyes were shining brightly, reflecting each other's faces. bang bang¡ª¡ª Another few fireworks bloomed, like a mixture of large groups of paints, splashing in the quiet night sky. The dazzling colorful lights all over the world exploded, and when the aftertaste of the fireworks dissipated and the light faded, the young man by the Lingxiao Bridge leaned forward and kissed the girl she liked. Jiang Yan's eyes widened slightly, seeing Fu Li hanging his head like a cloud. It was a green kiss, without intertwined lips and tongues, without passionate hugs, and there was even a half-foot distance between the body and the body, and the sparkling water reflected the fireworks by the river. But after several partings and reunions, this person, just two lips gently pressed together, one leaning down, and the other slightly raising his head, is enough to make people forget all the setbacks and sufferings, only breathing is still, Blush and heartbeat. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Forty-Nine ? The fireworks stopped at some point, and the surroundings returned to the silence of the night, except for the rippling water, dancing with the silver light of the moon. The breeze swayed the hem of the clothes and tangles the hair. Jiang Yan felt a warmth rushing from the chest to the limbs and bones, and gathered on the cheeks, so hot that she panicked. As if waking up from a start, Fu Li suddenly straightened up and took a step back, turned his head and lowered his eyelids to cover the sparkling light in his eyes. Jiang Yan also turned her head to look at the lights on the river bank, and subconsciously raised her hand to her lips, as if the warm breath of the other party still remained there. With a superficial kiss and two uncontrollable heartbeats, Jiang Yan cleared her throat with a light cough, and was about to say something when she heard Fu Li speak first, "You kissed me just now." Jiang Yan immediately retorted: "Obviously you kissed me." In the darkness, Fu Li's breathing seemed to be trembling, the tips of his ears turned extremely pale red under the moonlight, and his voice was somewhat seductively hoarse, "That's me you seduced me too." "Okay, okay, it's my fault." The charm just now gradually dissipated, and Jiang Yan's erratic mind returned to her place, looking at Fu Li and said with a smile, "It's me who made the always self-confident Mrs. Fu lose his temper, I really shouldn't .¡± After finishing speaking, she clapped her hands and turned around, lifted her bright red skirt and walked towards the stone road beside the bridge. Fu Li followed in two or three steps, grabbed her wrist and said, "Where are you going?" "Naturally stay away from you, so as not to be said to be seducing Ah! What are you doing!" Before she could finish her sentence, she exclaimed. I saw Fu Li holding her slender waist with both hands, and lifted her into the air with ease. Under the moonlight, beside the waves, Jiang Yan slightly widened her eyes, staring at the young man opposite her nose in astonishment. She has grown up, and being "lifted high" only happened before the age of seven. She couldn't help feeling ashamed, waving her hands and feet in the air for a moment, and said sternly, "Fu Li! Put me down quickly!" !" There was a faint smile in Fu Li's eyes, instead of letting her go, he held her up and turned around. When the wind stopped, Jiang Yan's hair and skirt rose and spread out like a glow in the air, and when they fell again, Fu Li had already hugged her tightly in his arms. Jiang Yan's chest was pressed against Fu Li's chest, and he could feel that his heart was beating fast, and he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface, so he should be very happy. Since he was rarely happy, Jiang Yan didn't care about his sudden childishness. He hesitated for a while with the arm raised in mid-air, and then gently wrapped his arms around Fu Li's thin and strong waist, and sighed with a smile: "You are tonight What are you crazy about?" In the ear, Fu Li's voice came in a low voice, with a bit of deliberately concealed satisfaction: "Tonight's New Year's Eve is also your birthday, I will send you back to have a New Year's Eve dinner." "What about you?" Jiang Yan asked subconsciously. "Don't worry about me." Sure enough, it was the expected answer. After a pause, Fu Li let go of his embrace, looked down at her and said, "I'm tired too." However, he looked energetic, clearly not a trace of fatigue. Jiang Yan knew: Although Jiang's family style was not as strict as that of Fu's family, Fu Li was still worried that she would be scolded by her parents if she came home late. After hesitating for a while, she finally nodded and said, "That's good." They had no choice but to return along the street again, the shadows of the lamps flickered, elongating the shadows of the two of them. Walking slowly, Fu Li tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell on the jade hairpin inserted obliquely on Jiang Yan's bun, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and rubbed Jiang Yan's soft and loose bun. Jiang Yan let out an 'oops', opened Fu Li's dishonest hand, and blamed: "Don't mess with my hair." The hair is soft and cool, and the touch is very good. The corner of Fu Li's mouth curled slightly, he held Jiang Yan's hand instead, and said in a low voice, "Let's go." When there were still a hundred steps away from the county government office, Jiang Yan insisted not to let Fu Li go any further, and said: "If you send me two steps forward, it's time to see Lord Yue Zhang in advance." Fu Li couldn't resist her, let go and said, "Then be careful, I'll watch you pass here." "I know, you should be careful too." Jiang Yan pursed her lips and smiled, the jade hairpin on her hair was shining gracefully under the light, she thought for a while and said, "I will come to play with you again tomorrow." Fu Li nodded, "Okay." With a smile on her lips, Jiang Yan walked to the corner outside the county government gate, turned around and saw that Fu Li was still standing there looking at her. The lights of New Year's Eve shone on him, and he was alone, looking quite lonely. Jiang Yan sighed and waved silently at him, signaling him to go back to the inn to rest. Pushing open the door and entering, Jiang Yan reached out and touched the hairpin on her head, laughing to herself. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he saw two people standing in the brightly lit courtyard. They were Jiang Zhixian and Mrs. Jiang who came out together. Jiang Yan quickly suppressed her smile, held her breath, lowered her hands and said politely: ";This person is still the same, he will be selectively deaf whenever he encounters a word he does not want to answer. Jiang Yan watched his figure behind the screen and sighed softly. Why is Master Xiaofu so stupid? The life-saving money for defending the crown prince turned into two ink sticks like gold bars. If Dad doesn't like this gift, she will definitely not accept it. Thinking of this, Jiang Yan raised her eyes to look at the screen, and couldn't help but startled. The thin light cast on the screen can reflect Fu Li's slender and vigorous body. The lines of the waist and abdomen are tight and well-proportioned, like a leopard ready to go, which is very seductive. It's a pity that it was only a surprise glance, and the shadow put on his clothes again and put on his belt, and then, Fu Li came out from behind the screen while arranging his wristbands. When I looked up, I saw Jiang Yan squinting her eyes and looking at herself with a muffled smile, she couldn't help but tilt her head slightly, and asked, "What are you laughing at?" He has even prepared new clothes. The silver-white martial robe, the black wristbands, the hair tied up very vigorously, and the black belt outlines the tall and strong waist, which reminded her of the man she had just glanced at behind the screen. stunning. Who wouldn't like such a heroic and handsome young man? "It's nothing, let's go!" Jiang Yan couldn't wait any longer, got up and pulled Fu Li and walked out. Fu Li was slightly staggered by her pull, and his cold voice was a little helpless: "Waitmeeting ceremony!" "Almost forgot!" Jiang Yan had no choice but to let go, went back to the house to pick up the box, tied a beautiful knot with a red silk rope, and then smiled brightly: "Take it, let's go." Fu Li's eyes were also warmed a little, he took the box from her arms with one hand, held her restless five fingers with the other, and said in a low voice, "Okay." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Jiang Yan: If Dad doesn't like this gift, she will definitely not accept it. Father Jiang: Listen, do people say it? Mrs. Jiang: Hug my husband~ Thank you emm, Xiao, 33217309, Wenquan, Chirp Chirp, 25500087, I am not a star, white fluffy and other cute mines~ Thank you for "Finally Free", "Witty Fan", "White Fluffy", "18948991", "jully", "The Voice of Nian Nian", "", "Where We Can't Meet", "Chirp Chirp", " Genevieve", "Idleman One" and other cute nutrient solutions ~ (remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 50 ? Arriving at the gate of the county government office, Fu Li handed over the greeting card according to the rules, and handed over the gift box of ancient inkstones and ink sticks prepared in advance to Jiang Yan, and then waited for an answer at the gate. Not long after, Jiang Yan came back with a smile on her face, beckoned to Fuli and said, "Okay, come in!" So Fu Li straightened his clothes and walked in slowly. In the inner courtyard, in the reception hall, Jiang Zhixian and Mrs. Jiang sat on the chairman, looking at the young man who entered the door shoulder to shoulder with his own daughter. The young man who is not as weak as the crown is tall and straight, with a good manner, although he is not too old, he is already heroic, his face does not show joy or anger, he just bows and holds his fists calmly and politely, and greets the elders in the seat: "Junior Fu Li , I have met the magistrate and the magistrate's wife." He neither called 'father-in-law and mother-in-law' in a hurry, nor did he call 'uncle and aunt' intimately. The address was respectful, and he advanced and retreated politely. Jiang Zhixian's face did not move, but his eyes softened a lot. He raised his hand and signaled: "Sit." Fu Li clasped his fists together again, retreated to sit down on a chair beside him, his back was still straight, and his hands rested naturally on his knees, which was an aristocratic temperament integrated into his flesh and blood. Aunt Cao came up to serve tea, and while making the tea, she looked at Fu Li, her eyes narrowed into slits when she smiled, and said straightly, "Jun, you are so handsome!" Fu Li, who had just sat down, got up again, took the tea from Aunt Cao with both hands, and said calmly: "Thank you." Jiang Yan moved a round stool by herself, and as soon as she sat down beside Fu Li, she heard her father beside him say leisurely: "I have seen the gift from the eldest son, it is very precious, I am afraid it is not suitable for etiquette. " Fu Li replied: "The younger generation respects the elder and expresses their affection." Jiang Zhixian took a sip of tea, and said in an unhurried tone, "I heard that the eldest son left the Imperial College long ago and abandoned literature to join the military. I don't know how many official residences he has now, what is his salary, and how can he afford such an expensive gift?" Fu Lidao: "The current Jinyiwei has a hundred households, just a sixth rank. However, the younger generation will still work hard to realize the agreement with Lingmei as soon as possible." "" Jiang Zhixian's hand holding the tea paused slightly. Seeing his father's reaction, Jiang Yan couldn't help but snickered and said, "Father, Mr. Fu is young and promising, and he is one level older than your official." It is true which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted. Jiang Zhixian glanced at his daughter lightly, seeing her smiling from ear to ear, he knew that she really liked this kid. Although Jin Yiwei is majestic, his reputation has never been very good. He has done a lot of work to cover up scandals for the royal family and eliminate political enemies. Although the young man in front of him is still cold and clean, but Chunhong is easy to thank and people's hearts are changeable. Who can predict what will happen in the future? There's no way, one level lower than the official has to find out about Fu Li, who told this kid to be the jewel in the palm of the Jiang family. Thinking of this, Jiang Zhixian put down the teacup and asked, "Oh? What did you agree with my son?" Fu Li said calmly and firmly: "Prepare the dowry before she leaves the Imperial College, and when I am promoted to a thousand households, I will marry her." "It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. It's too early to talk about it now." Jiang Zhixian laughed and said meaningfully: "I have heard that your father does not love martial arts. You have abandoned literature and followed martial arts. Your father must have a grudge in his heart." , this is one of them; moreover, since I became an official, I have supported innovation and advocated enlightenment, which is completely contrary to the etiquette and morality that your father insists on, and I have always been a political enemy, as you must know." Fu Li nodded: "Of course I know." "Since that's the case, even if you become a thousand households or even a governor, your father may not be willing to come forward to witness the marriage and accept this marriage. Even if my son can marry successfully in the future, he will inevitably suffer some grievances. unwilling." Jiang Zhixian had a smile on his face, but his tone was undeniably firm, and his expression and demeanor were quite similar to Jiang Yan. "My son needs to be smarter. He has lived innocently for seventeen years. He was not bullied by your Fu family. I have something to say first. Although you two have a marriage contract, if the Fu family does not settle the family affairs, I don't feel at ease. Here you are, this is the second." Hearing this, Fu Li pondered for a while, then Fang raised his head and said, "My father was indeed angry because I gave up the scientific examination, but I am confident that I will resolve this matter, and I will not wrong you anyway. The Fu family makes a promise, don't worry .¡± Fu Li never made promises lightly, so it seemed that these words were sound. Jiang Yan propped her hands on the bench, and said with an 'hey': "Didn't you agree to meet today? Dad, what are you asking?" "Ayan, you step back first." Jiang Zhixian said indifferently, "I will talk to Mr. Fu alone." "Father" "Ayan, let's go and see what's missing in the kitchen. You can go to the market to buy it with my mother." Mrs. Jiang stood up, took her daughter's hand and smiled softly, "I don't know what the eldest son's hobbies are, either. You need to be on the sidelines as a staff member." Parents sing togetherp; "Actually, I'm jealous of you." As if a feather had been drawn across her heart, Jiang Yan couldn't help but stop, turned her head to look at Fu Li's perfectly lined profile, and asked in puzzlement, "Why?" At that time, Fu Li was the eldest son of Fu Li, who was aloof and intelligent, with both civil and military skills. Just when he was wondering, he saw Fu Li turn around slightly, staring at Jiang Yan with quiet and deep eyes, and said: "Jealousy, you can be free, you can laugh, you can chase your dreams regardless of the world. What I want I'm also jealous that you have a family that is not rich, but complete and warm." Under the sunlight, Jiang Yan's slightly dilated pupils reflected Fu Li's face, as clear as a stream of autumn water. "My biological mother, just a few years after giving birth to Ah Jing" After only saying such a sentence, Fu Li suddenly stopped talking. He seemed embarrassed, turned his head and said, "Sorry." "Why do you have to apologize?" Jiang Yan tightened suddenly, a trace of melancholy filled her chest, and said in a slow tone, "It's nothing to confide your thoughts by chance, you are not wrong." "It's okay, it's all over." Fu Li regained his composure and continued, "Let's go" Before she finished speaking, Jiang Yan stood on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a light and soft hug. Fu Li's light-colored lips parted slightly, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hands in the air helplessly, as if he didn't know how to react. "My father and mother actually like you very much, and I like you too." Jiang Yan stroked his shoulder and said with a smile, "In the future, you will have a complete and warm home that belongs to you." After finishing speaking, she quickly let go, and ran away with a sly smile, leaving only Fu Li standing there in a daze, her heart was out of rhythm, and she hadn't calmed down for a long time. Jinyiwei's holidays are limited, and Fu Li needs to rush back to Tianfu on the second day. Jiang Yan wanted to see him off, so she rushed to the inn early in the morning, but she opened the door and entered, and saw Fu Li in a smart outfit, sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals with a pen and paper, seriously writing and drawing. In the twilight of the morning, seeing Jiang Yan coming, Fu Li put down his pen, handed her the written paper, and said calmly, "You choose two." "Huh? Choose?" Jiang Yan took the rice paper with an inexplicable expression, looked at the words "Siyan" and "Siye" on it for a long time, and really couldn't understand, so she asked, "What does this mean?" "Name." Fu Li said lightly. "ha?" "In the future, you can choose two names for your child and mine." Fu Li said, "If you are not satisfied, I will think about it when I go back." "" In an instant, Jiang Yan's soul came out of her body, and she couldn't hold back a word for a long time. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~ Thanks to the little angels who cast [mine]: Wenquan 1, Kaiqin 1 Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Jun Ciyu, 10 bottles of Haha, 8 bottles of Biscuit Terminator, 5 bottles of ohyearjenny, 1 bottle of witty fan Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 51 ? Years later, the atmosphere in the Imperial College is quite different from the previous two years. The Tai students restrained their usual lazy style, and the study in the academy was much more compact. Many people walked and ate with books in their hands, preparing for the provincial examination in a few months. And the number of female students has decreased a few more, and now only Jiang Yan, Ruan Yu, Wu Mianxue, Li Chenlu and Xue Wanqing are left. Except for Xue Wanqing, the other four already have boys they like. It's just that it hasn't reached the point of discussing marriage. "In the past two years, there have been quite a few people who have proposed marriage to Xue's family, but County Master Xue's eyes are higher than the top. Either he dislikes other people's background or looks down on him. So far, he has never settled on a family." Coming out of the dining hall in the early morning, Wei Jing Hong couldn't wait to share the anecdote of the end of the year with Jiang Yan and Wu Mianxue, and said to Jiang Yan with a smile, "You have to be careful, maybe the Xue family still has a heart for Fu Li, after all, the empress intended to give Xue Wanqing to Fu Li." Fuli." This' aggressive method' is useless to Jiang Yan. She said to the point: "What is there for me to be careful about? Fu Li's taste is not so bad." Just as I was talking, I heard a haughty female voice coming from the water pavilion in the atrium, and she said with a bit of contempt and a bit of bitterness: " At the beginning, I said that I came to the Imperial College because I didn't care for my husband and raise my children." Climb up to the Fu family? Oh, that's a really loud slap in the face!" The water pavilion is only ten steps away from the corridor, and Xue Wanqing's voice is always arrogant and sharp, so it's hard not to be heard. Li Chenlu at the side saw Jiang Yan, and gently pulled Xue Wanqing's sleeve, signaling her to keep her voice down. "There are always people who can't eat grapes and say the grapes are sour." Wu Mianxue comforted. Wei Jinghong looked at Jiang Yan's expression, quite surprised: "Why don't you speak? If it was changed before, you should have pushed back." "People don't bark at dogs, and arguing with people like her is of no benefit except self-deprecation." Jiang Yan was too lazy to argue with Xue's family, and slowly turned around the corridor and asked, "You said just now that Li Chenlu is engaged, is she engaged?" But whose family is it?" "Don't you know?" Before Wei Jinghong could speak, Wu Mianxue pushed him away and said impatiently, "Didn't Li Chenlu use some means to replace Mrs. Hu at the ceremony at the end of last year? Go back On the way, the assassins made a mess, and Li Chenlu somehow hooked up with King Yun." "King Yun?" Jiang Yan had vaguely heard of such an appellation, but was not very familiar with it. Wei Jinghong interjected: "Prince Yun is Zhu Wenyu, the second prince of the current dynasty, and his biological mother is the deceased imperial concubine Liu Shi, the concubine brother of His Highness the Crown Prince." Wu Mianxue rushed to add: "This Prince Yun has always been playful and has a simple mind. This time, he was attracted by Li Chenlu's beauty and is begging the empress to marry him to be a princess." "Unfortunately, Li Chenlu is a concubine, and she doesn't seem to be satisfied with what the queen said." Wei Jinghong shook his head and said. When Wei Jinghong and Wu Mianxue spoke to each other, Jiang Yan had already figured out the ins and outs. No wonder just now in the waterside pavilion, Li Chenlu, who has always been the servant of Xue's family, had the courage to sit on an equal footing with Xue Wanqing, and was about to embrace King Yun's thigh. Two years is not long or short, but most of the thirteen young and ignorant female students were homeless. How many of them still remember the original intention of enrolling? Seeing Jiang Yan sigh, Wei Jinghong asked: "There is no precedent for women to take the scientific examination in my dynasty. After August, what do you and Fu Li plan to do?" "Fu Li's official rank is not high, and he always has to run errands for the officials above him. I haven't seen him for more than a month, so I don't know how he is going." After a pause, Jiang Yan re-tied the jade ring around her waist, carelessly He said with a smile, "As for me, after leaving the Imperial College, I might go to Lintao Mansion to try to become a disciple of Mr. Lu. Or I might be a wandering poet and spend my days in the wind and snow." Wei Jinghong said: "Aren't you in a hurry to get married with Fu Li?" "He can't run away, what's the rush? Besides, he and I are still young. If we don't improve our skills, how can Lord Shoufu let go of his grudges and accept him and me." Exiting the atrium, walking towards the academy through the moon gate , Jiang Yan rolled her eyes, leaned over to Wu Mianxue and said, "Don't talk about me, when will you and Mr. Wei decide?" Wu Mianxue covered her face, smiled and said, "Oh, I'm so embarrassed." Jiang Yan glanced at her, and joked: "There is no need to pretend to be weak in front of your own people. Ever since I saw you carrying a big knife and slapping horses to kill the enemy, seeing you so deliberately pretentious, I always feel terrified." Wei Jinghong laughed so hard that his stomach ached. A group of people stepped up the stone steps of the school hall, stood on the corridor, and looked through the half-open window lattice inadvertently. Jiang Yan suddenly paused, and was stunned. The seat by the window in the last row had been vacant for half a year, but now there was a young man in white clothes, tall and straight, with extraordinary temperament, half of his jet-black hair was tied on top of his head, halfsp; He was wearing Jinyiwei's clothes, he was born to be awe-inspiring, passersby on the side of the road just turned their eyes away when they saw it, and no one dared to criticize him for giving clothes on the street. During the few steps he took off his cloak, the ends of his hair and the clothes on his shoulders were wet. Jiang Yan was slightly worried that it would be inconvenient for him to perform official duties in the rain, so he said, "Fu Li" After only two words, Fu Li interrupted in a low voice: "I have a task, and I can't meet each other recently. I will come to you after I finish my busy days." After finishing speaking, he took a deep look at Jiang Yan, strode into the rain curtain, and then stepped on the stirrup to get on the horse, and patted the horse away with several other Jin Yiwei. Jiang Yan held a large stack of rice paper, and stood under the eaves for a long time, before she lowered her hood to cover the smile on her brows, turned around and walked into the street where paper umbrellas bloomed. The oil coat on the body is made of fine silk, coated with oil and wax, which can prevent rain and water, and is very warm and light. Jiang Yan wrapped it up and went back to the Imperial College, but it didn't rain, and because she was in a good mood after seeing Fu Li, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, she couldn't help humming a little song. After entering the bedroom, he opened the door and found that Ruan Yu was there. In the room, Ruan Yu folded the letterhead in his hand and hid it under the pillow, got up with a blushing face and said, "Why is Ah Yan so happy?" "I met Fu Li on the street today!" Jiang Yan took off the cloak and hung it on the wooden stand to drip water, then put the rice paper on the head of the bed, then pulled Ruan Yu, who was grinning all the time, and said, "What about you? Ah Yu, what's the matter?" Ruan Yu lowered her head, her cheeks were as red as if she had applied rouge, and after a while she hesitated and said with a smile: "Father wrote back, saying that Xie's family went to Yanzhou to ask for marriage." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Fu Jing: Sister Fu Li: Call me sister-in-law! Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~ Thanks to the little angels who voted [Line mines]: Wenquan 1 piece, Baililuluhong 1 piece, Bairongrong 1 piece, emm 1 piece Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of 25500087, 5 bottles of Ajing, 5 bottles of Tingquan, 3 bottles of Minecraft Mute, 3 bottles of Wit Fan, 2 bottles of Z, 1 bottle of Mid-Moon Cream, Seneservia 1 bottle Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 52 ? In the doctor's hall, Jiang Yan stood under the seat with her head down, subconsciously fiddled with the green tassel rope hanging from her waist with her fingers, listening to Cen Siye's reprimand. Cen Siye's face was livid, and he threw an examination paper at Jiang Yan's feet with all his strength, and said in a cold and muddy voice: "Look at the good questions you answered!" Cen Siye hadn't scolded Jiang Yan for a long time, and he must have been extremely angry this time. Jiang Yan squatted down, carefully picked up the piece of rice paper, opened it, and saw that the crumpled article was covered with a bright red 'Eryi' verdict. After entering the Imperial College for so long, apart from the fact that she missed the top three at the beginning because she didn't understand the stereotyped rhythm, Jiang Yan basically ranked in the top two in every school exam after that. Last year, after Fu Li left, she won the first place. It was the first time that the top three became the second best. No wonder Cen Siye was so angry. "Look at you, do you still have a trace of the fighting spirit of an imperial student? You are distracted all day long, and whenever you have a chance, you go out for private meetings, and your soul is almost taken away by Fu Li!" Cen Siye sat on the top chair, He patted the armrest and shouted, "In my opinion, you don't have to waste your time here, you might as well go home earlier and prepare for your wedding!" Since returning from the end-of-year vacation, Jiang Yan has indeed slacked off, not as hard as in the previous two years, but she never expected the speed of the exam to slide so fast, she just slacked off for a few months. A burst of heat. But when she heard Cen Siye anger Fu Li, she was a little unconvinced again, and said calmly: "Si Ye, don't get angry, this is just a mistake, and it won't happen again in the future." "In the future?" Cen Siye sneered, "Heh, you are so full of love and love that you don't even have the heart to prepare for the upcoming provincial examination. How can there be any future?" Jiang Yan felt aggrieved as soon as the 'township examination' was mentioned, and retorted: "Si Ye's words are wrong. It's not that there is an order in the court that it is against human relations for men and women to be officials in the same court, and it is forbidden for women to enter the court as officials and intermarry with male officials. Is that so, what kind of country test should the students prepare for?" If she insists on taking part in the imperial examination, it means that she cannot marry Fu Li smoothly. She had accepted Fu Li's gift and fulfilled Fu Li's promise, so she was doomed to miss out on an official career, so she planned to join Mr. Lu's family and continue to be a female student who cultivated her morality and character. But these, the staid and cold Cen Siye would not understand. This strict old Mr. Antique's eyes were full of disappointment, as if he was exhausted at that moment, his gray beard trembled a few times before he asked in a hoarse voice: "Among your official career and love, did you choose the latter?" Jiang Yan held the paper tightly, as acquiescing. "You should understand that the roads in this world are made by people." Cen Siye seemed disappointed and exhausted, and he sighed after a while, "I thought you were different from them, but now it seems that you are The old man was wrong." All of a sudden, Jiang Yan's throat was dry and tight, and she was inexplicably flustered. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Cen Siye waved his hands and got up and said, "No need to say anything, you go out." Jiang Yan had no choice but to purse her lips tightly, said "student resignation", and closed the door with the paper and went out. At the beginning, she came to Guozijian desperately. Apart from being competitive, she was more yearning for freedom outside Yanzhou. She never thought that she would step into the officialdom like a big dye vat like her father, and struggle in the camp of the enemy and us. , Walking on thin ice Do not worry about poverty, do not seek wealth and honor, Fu Li's marriage contract is only one of the reasons that prompted her to give up the scientific research, but it is not the only reason. Although she had already planned to do whatever she wanted, when she saw Cen Siye's cloudy and disappointed eyes just now, for some reason, she panicked again, as if she had done something wrong. With a lot of worries, I came to the back garden of Guangyetang unknowingly. The gravel road still exists, and it is whitened by the early summer sun. But it was the boy who danced the sword under the moon two years ago She shook her head to get rid of the distracting thoughts in her mind, turned around and sat on the stone bench under the shade of the tree, unfolded the rice paper in her hand and looked at it for a while, but her eyes were still stung by the bright red vermilion sticks on it, so she kneaded the rice paper A ball was thrown aside. The ball of paper rolled twice on the gravel road and stopped next to a pair of moon-white square-toed embroidered shoes. Jiang Yan lay on the cool stone table, raised her eyelids and lazily glanced at the visitor, and called weakly: "Ayu" "I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you hiding here?" Ruan Yu squatted down and picked up the ball of paper thrown on the ground, opened it subconsciously, and then understood, slowly sat down beside Jiang Yan, and comforted her , "So it's for this matter! It's okay, some fluctuations are normal." "It's not fluctuations, Ayu, I'm very aware of my situation." Jiang Yan sighed, "I didn't have an imperial examination in my plan, and I let the gentlemen down." "There has never been a woman in this dynasty.Reluctant to give up, he comforted him: "In the half a year before I get married, I can just go back to solve my father's problems and handle affairs. After half a year, I will marry and come to Yingtian Mansion. I think you and Mr. Fu will also settle here. We Wouldn't it be possible to meet up with me often?" "I will go to Lintao Mansion to study first, and I don't know how long it will be settled at Fuli's place." Jiang Yan, dressed in a plain Confucian uniform, looks ethereal like a fairy, and walked into the academy with her hands behind her back, "But let's say it first! No matter where we are, we must meet and communicate frequently, and we must not forget me when we have a gentleman!" After thinking about it, she added: "Tomorrow you will leave later, and I will give you a farewell farewell." Ruan Yu smiled helplessly and said 'yes' again and again. The two walked in the door with a smile, and carefully found something different in the museum: there was a red knot with tassels on all the desks, and dozens of desks, each of them had their own, and they looked red and bright. A piece of it is quite beautiful. Sitting down, Jiang Yan twisted the red knot on the case table and looked at it for a moment, wondering: "What is this? Who put it here?" Ruan Yu also shook her head blankly. "This is an auspicious knot weaved by Brother Yuan Liang and given to all the students." While talking, Wei Jinghong and Cheng Wen came in side by side, shaking the paper fan and smiling. Ever since Qiaoniang passed away, Cheng Wen has been very reticent. He just buried himself in his studies, and everyone almost forgot his existence. Hearing that it was a gift from Cheng Wen, Jiang Yan smiled a little, pointed to the two auspicious knots of red strings on her desk and said, "Why did Mr. Cheng give me two?" Cheng Wen said softly: "There is one more thing, I would like to trouble Miss Jiang to hand it over to Mr. Fu. We are classmates, Yuan Liang is taking care of everyone, be careful, and I hope you don't dislike it." "How can you dislike it, this knot is very beautiful!" Ruan Yu caressed the tassel on the knot, and smiled softly, "It must have taken a lot of effort to weave so many knots? Mr. Cheng has a heart." As soon as the words were finished, Xue Wanqing came in, picked up the auspicious knot on the case table with disgust, and scoffed: "What is this? It's so ugly!" After finishing speaking, she raised her hand and threw the auspicious knot away into the wastebasket. Both Jiang Yan and Wei Jinghong were a little unworthy of Cheng Wen, but Cheng Wen himself didn't mind. He just looked at the knot in Ruan Yu's hand and smiled restrainedly: "It doesn't take much effort, as long as you like it." After school in the afternoon, it is the lunar new year once a month. Jiang Yan changed her clothes, took the brocade box hidden under the bedside table, and hurried to the Jiancheng office to get the wooden sign to go out. She had already made an appointment with Fu Li, and today they met by the painted bridge beside the Qinhuai River, and went boating together to pick lotus. When I came to the bridge, it was exactly Youshi. The gorgeous sunset covered the sky, covering the entire Yingtian Mansion in a golden red with interlaced light and shadow. The oars of the painting boat cut through the water waves, the floating light jumps into gold, and countless water birds are startled. The intoxicating fragrance of lotus leaves is in the air. Taking a deep breath can clear away the stale air in the chest. Jiang Yan waited for a long time under the willow tree by the bridge, until the sunset rolled down the hill, and the people on the cruise ship returned happily. It was not until the evening breeze was cool, and the people on the painted bridge gradually became less and less empty, and there was a rush of horseshoes behind him. As if she had sensed something, she turned around holding the brocade box, and saw the handsome young man in military uniform get off his horse through the wicker. Before he even had time to tie the rein of the horse, he strode over, hugged Jiang Yan into his arms, and apologized in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, the Zhen Fusi had an accident and came late." Hearing his breathless voice next to his ears, and feeling his vigorous heartbeat, Jiang Yan's long-awaited boredom disappeared, and she just patted Fu Li's back and smiled casually: "No problem, no problem. I watched a beautiful sunset at the bridge, just like what Wang Zi'an said, "the sunset and the lone bird fly together", but it's a pity that you are not by my side." Fu Li was speechless, just took a deep breath and hugged her even tighter. The evening wind blows the willow branches, the setting sun is completely submerged behind the mountains, the water is rippling, and the fishermen sing late. After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yan broke away from Fu Li's arms, handed the brocade box to Fu Li, and smiled smartly: "For you." Fu Li took it in doubt, and opened the brocade box to see that there was a pair of leather wristbands inlaid with black iron lying inside, the lines were simple and clear, and they were quite textured. The sunset gathered the last ray of light, and the waves of the river hit Fu Liying's delicate eyebrows, illuminating the warmth in his eyes. He looked at Jiang Yan, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just raised the corners of his mouth and lowered his head, took off the old wristband on his forearm, put on the gift from Jiang Yan, and carefully wrapped the tendon tie Then, before Jiang Yan could react, he stretched out his long arm, pinched the back of Jiang Yan's head, and kissed her forehead forcefully. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù This year's readers are very good, I like it! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)nbsp; This year's readers are very good, I like it! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Fifty-Three ? At sunset, when Ruan Yu came back from eating in the dining hall, she saw a note on the bedside table in her dormitory. When she picked it up, it was written in familiar handwriting: [Xu Shi three o'clock, A farewell party at Yanyu Building on Yuan Street, looking forward to it. ¡¿ Signed with the word "Jiang Yan". "Huh? Didn't Ayan say that he was going to see Mr. Fu today, and he would see me off tomorrow? Why did it change to tonight?" Ruan Yu carefully looked at the paper against the candlelight, and it was indeed Jiang Yan's. There is no doubt about the handwriting. After thinking about it, she pushed open the door and said to the nurse on duty, "Mother, did Jiang Yan come back just now?" The nanny thought about it for a while, and replied: "I went to eat just now, but I didn't see it, what's the matter?" "Oh, it's all right, thank you Mammy." Ruan Yu smiled at the corner of her mouth, looked at the paper again and again, thinking: A Yan has always been eccentric, maybe she is creating some surprises for herself! Thinking of this, she went back to her room and changed into comfortable clothes, tied up her long hair, opened the doorway, "Nurse, I'm going out for a while." The nurse on duty at night chased her out and said, "It's getting dark, where are you going, Miss?" "It's okay, Ayan is waiting for me on Shangyuan Street!" Ruan Yu folded the note into his sleeve, and went straight to the supervisor to get the token to go out On the Mochou Lake beside the Qinhuai River, a small boat passed by, and the fisherman at the stern paddled the oar occasionally, and the water splashed shattered the lake surface, which reflected the stars and the moon like a mirror, causing circles of ripples. There are some fresh lotus pods piled up on the bow deck, and there is a fresh fragrance of lotus leaves. Jiang Yan peeled a few white and fat tender lotus seeds, removed the bitter core and put them in her mouth, leaving a fragrance on her teeth and cheeks, she couldn't help but bend her eyes happily, and said: "Unfortunately, it's a bit late, ships can't enter the lotus pond at night Cailian." Fu Li put the saber in his hand aside, sat down cross-legged and said, "If you want to go, we will meet again tomorrow." Jiang Yan smiled and waved her hands: "Not tomorrow. Tomorrow Ayu will go back to Yanzhou, and I have to see her off." Fu Li paused with the lotus pod's hand, said 'hmm' softly, lowered his eyes and carefully peeled the lotus seeds for her, and handed the white and fat lotus seed flesh to her. Mrs. Fu, whose ten fingers do not touch the spring water, did not know that the lotus seeds must be cored to be delicious, and Jiang Yan did not pierce it. He only took the few white fats and went to the bitter core by himself, and then remembered something. Yes, she clapped her hands and took out a bright red auspicious knot from her sleeve, handed it to Fu Li and said, "Here, Cheng Wen asked me to give it to you." Fu Li was slightly surprised, and asked, "Why did he send this suddenly?" "I don't know, everyone in the library gave it away, even Xue Wanqing got a copy." Jiang Yan guessed, "Maybe it's because we are grateful to us for helping him, or maybe it's because the students are about to go their separate ways, so he gave it as a souvenir. stop." Fu Li nodded, reached out to take the auspicious knot and put it in his bosom casually, the brand new wristband was shining coolly under the moonlight. Jiang Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she asked, "Fu Li, do you still like the gift I gave you?" Fu Li paused, spread out his hands, looked at the brand-new wristband, curled the corners of his mouth, and let out a low 'hmm'. "Then, do you like me?" Before Fu Li could answer, Jiang Yan held her chin and said, "Thinking about it, you seem to have never said that you like me! You have said a lot of things that you hate me." The moonlight was like gauze, and the waves reflected in Fu Li's eyes, creating deep ripples. Subconsciously, he put the back of his hand against the tip of his nose, turned his head to look at the moon shadow on the lake, and said bluntly, "The moon has come out." This way of diverting the topic is really clumsy. Jiang Yan moved her body closer, grabbed his arm and said, "Don't look around and talk about him, I won't be fooled." The cowhide wristband in his palm was slightly cool, seeing Fu Li turned his head and said nothing, Jiang Yan deliberately sighed: "Is it so difficult to say a nice word? You don't know, it's because I always want to hang out with you these days, this time I got my homework." 'Second Second' has been scolded by Cen Siye for a long time" Fu Li finally turned his gaze back and lowered his voice a little, "Did Si Ye scold you?" "Isn't that right? I heard that I don't intend to take part in the township examination, so he's even more angry." Jiang Yan didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but when she saw Fu Li looking at her with serious eyes, she felt a little bit of grievance in her heart. Lianpeng, who was half full, said in a low voice, "When he first entered the Imperial College, Cen Siye was more against women's admission than anyone else, especially he didn't want to see me. Now that I really want to leave, he is inexplicably angry and has a very strange temper But, Did I really disappoint him?" When Jiang Yan rarely showed such confusion, Fu Li seemed to be bewitched by those eyes that were always smiling, and could no longer escape. He held Jiang Yan's hand back even harder, and said firmly, "You will never let anyone down." Hearing the phrase 'you never let anyone down', JiangThe dim lantern by the side was shaking, Fu Li put a few copper coins on the counter, then got on his horse, held the rein of the horse and glanced at Jiang Yan, then slapped the horse's buttocks with the back of his knife, and led a few Jinyi guards towards Shangyuan with a low shout Run to the scene of the street incident. Jiang Yan ate alone for a while, only to feel that the sugar water that was still extremely sweet just now had faded a lot, and she could no longer taste the sweetness. After eating her own, she picked up Fu Li's untouched bowl of loquat syrup, and her thoughts went back to a certain time last year, when Fu Li used his own Zhu Pi to replace her with the private chef of the seven-day chief There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, she squinted at the strange Jin Yiwei standing beside her with a knife, and asked, "Brother, what kind of person is your little Fu?" The young Jinyiwei didn't look sideways, and replied: "Master Baihu is young and promising, his skills are outstanding, and he knows rewards and punishments. He shares weal and woe with everyone, and the brothers respect him very much!" ? Jiang Yan nodded, thinking that with Fu Li's qualifications, he could convince Jin Yiwei that he had some skills. When we returned to Guozijian, it was Haishi, the moon was in the sky, and the streets were quiet and quiet. In the past at this time, the prison had already turned off the lights and went to sleep, but tonight it was a bit abnormal, no one was on duty outside the door, and the front yard and inner courtyard were all brightly lit, abnormally bright. It shouldn't be, today is Shuowang, many students have returned home to visit relatives, and there are not many students staying behind in the prison, how can it be so bright? Confused, Jiang Yan went up the stone steps, stretched out her hand and pushed open the gate of the Imperial College, and just took a step in the door, and saw dozens of swords pointing at her, and dozens of people surrounded her in a group, bright and gloomy Sen's sword light stabbed her so hard that she couldn't open her eyes. Jiang Yan had never seen such a posture before, the sharp blade almost pierced her neck, and everyone looked at her as if they were looking at a vicious monster. She took a step back subconsciously, but before she could react, the Jin Yiwei who escorted her back made a move first, drew her sword to protect her behind her, and shouted: "Master Xuncheng Censor welcomes you with swords, what do you mean?" After the encircled officers and soldiers, Xuncheng Yushi looked gloomy and cold, ignored the Jinyiwei, and only asked Jiang Yan: "Are you a girl from Guozixue, Yanzhou Jiangyan?" Although I don't know why they came, but the intuition is not a good thing. Jiang Yan's heart tightened, she nodded slightly, tried to steady her voice and said, "Yes, I am Jiang Yan." "Come here!" The Censor Xuncheng suddenly drew his sword and gave an order, "Take down the suspect Jiang Yan!" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù I heard that everyone is tired of eating sweets? Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~ Thanks to the little angels who voted [Line mines]: I am not a star 1, Wenquan 1, Jiujiuji 1 Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 8 bottles of a salted fish, 3 bottles of Xun, 2 bottles of pigs in the next life, 2 bottles of Shining 1015, 1 bottle of Goethe, 1 bottle of Mian Mian, and 1 bottle of Ayimihua Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Fifty-Four ? There was a momentary blank in Jiang Yan's mind, and then unreasonable anger surged up. She took a deep breath and asked sonorously, "Dare to ask my lord, what did the student commit?" The censor who patrolled the city walked slowly around her, seemingly in a large number, and then asked coldly: "I ask you, do you know Ruan Yu?" "I know. Ayu is my best friend." "Huh, friend?" Xuncheng Yushi smiled unfathomably, "Did you ask her to go farewell?" "An appointment, at noon tomorrow." "Tomorrow at noon? Still lying, it's clearly an appointment at 3:00 p.m. tonight!" Having said that, Jiang Yan already had an extremely strong premonition, her heart seemed to be clenched tightly by an invisible big hand, and she said eagerly, "My lord, but what happened to Ayu?" Xuncheng Yushi strode forward, shook out a piece of letter paper soaked in cinnabar red, and handed it to Jiang Yan, snorting coldly: "You left the note, and you asked out the person, and everyone is dying now." Now, you still dare to ask me what happened!" ¡­¡­about to die? who? The orange flames were indistinct, and it was obviously a hot summer night, but Jiang Yan felt chills all over her body when she saw the writing on the letter paper clearly, and the cold penetrated to the bone marrow. [At three o'clock in Xu time, a farewell party at Yanyu Building on Shangyuan Street, I look forward to it. Jiang Yan] A corner of the crumpled letter paper was wet and dark red, and a faint fishy smell could be smelled close. Shuozhou was in chaos during the war, and corpses were everywhere. Jiang Yan will never forget this smell in his life! All of a sudden, an uncontrollable retching surged in her throat, and her heart, which was jumping for joy fifteen minutes ago, felt like a heavy blow, and even the air seemed to become thinner. She opened her mouth first, her whole body was stiff, and after a long time of hard work, she said in a voice that was so hoarse and almost indistinguishable: "I didn't leave the note! Did you read it wrong? Where is Ayu? I'm going to see her." she." The censor who patrols the city raised his chin and ordered someone to bring up the nurse who was on duty at night. The nanny came up hesitantly, looked at Jiang Yan worriedly, and told the truth after repeated hesitation: "Ms. Ruan's family did tell me before going out that Miss Jiang was waiting for her on Shangyuan Street." The sense of ominousness is getting stronger and stronger, flooding reason like a tide. Jiang Yan suddenly raised her voice and said: "I never asked her to go to Shangyuan Street! Mammy, you know that I left the Imperial College after school in the afternoon." The nanny said: "Miss Jiang, I'm just telling the truth. If you are wronged, I believe the Lord will clear you up." ?In the current situation, all the physical evidence and testimony point to Jiang Yan alone, which makes her unable to argue. The current situation is probably more terrifying than the battlefield in Shuozhou. Someone killed Ayu and used it to blame her! Xuncheng Yushi said: "This handwriting is not yours, I will find out! Before that, you will be detained as a suspect" "I didn't ask Ayu tonight, and someone else caused her harm!" Jiang Yan opened her red eyes, walked forward facing the sword calmly, said neither humble nor overbearing, "I want to see Ayu, go and ask the matter clearly! If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I will never compromise!" Her words were sonorous, and she really didn't have the embarrassment and panic that a suspect should have. The soldiers with swords kept backing away, asking the Xuncheng Yushi what to do with their eyes. Seeing that Jiang Yan is not afraid of death, the patrolling censor became anxious, put his hand on the handle of the knife and said: "Stop! Attacking an official is a capital offense!" Jin Yiwei, who was escorting Jiang Yan back, quickly reached out to stop Jiang Yan, bowed to Xuncheng Yushi and said, "My lord, this girl was personally escorted back by my subordinates. She has never been to other places along the way, so it is impossible to go to Go to Shangyuan Street to create chaos! Your subordinates are telling the truth, please be careful!" During the chaos, a group of people outside the door stepped in with a lantern, and a familiar and old voice came, and said steadily: "When can the Beijing officials interrogate and arrest students in the prison without the permission of the Imperial College?" Jiang Yan looked at the prestige, and the pain in her chest subsided a lot, she put her face together and said to the visitor, "Students have met Lord Jijiu, and Cen Siye and Xun Siye." Xuncheng Yushi is just a junior official of the sixth grade. When he saw Guozijian offering wine and Siye, he had to give face, so he waved his hands and turned away from the left and right. I have no choice but to be an official, please forgive me, Lord Jijiu and the two Siye!" Feng Jijiu took a look at Jiang Yan, said 'Oh' and said slowly: "What murder is it? What evidence does Sun Yushi have to prove that Jiang Yan, a prison student, did it?" Xuncheng Yushi presented the blood-stained note, and then said: "Xuzheng, someone fell from the window on the third floor of Yanyu Building on Shangyuan Street. After investigation, the victim was a girl aged 17 to 18." , wearing a light-colored Confucian uniform, from the badge on her waist, she was identified as Ruan Yu, a female student in the Imperial College, the daughter of the prefect of Yanzhou, because she suffered a brain injury when she fell from the building.He sneered and said, "Lord Baihu, you have a very close relationship with the suspect, so you should avoid suspicion, why don't you interfere?" Fu Li glanced coolly, and said indifferently: "The order from Beizhen Fusi is the order from the emperor, and Mr. Sun wants to resist the order?" The cold voice, the young and stern face seemed to have an aura, which made Sun Yushi dare not speak anymore. Fu Li didn't look at Jiang Yan's expression, but only looked in front of nothingness, and raised his hand to signal to the Jin Yiwei beside him: "Take Jiang Yan to the doctor's hall for interrogation, no one is allowed to enter unless I order it." "Yes!" The two guards clasped their fists to accept the order, and then made a 'please' gesture to Jiang Yan. When the fire was extinguished, Jiang Yan was urged to move forward mechanically like a puppet without a soul. The moment she passed by Fu Li, the dark cloak brushed against the back of her hand, but it didn't bring any warmth. Passing by, Jiang Yan's slender figure finally disappeared in the night where the firelight and the knife light intersected. She couldn't see Fu Li's Adam's apple rolling up and down behind her, couldn't see his hands hidden under the cloak clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged Staying alone in the doctor's hall, the surroundings are eerily quiet. Jin Yiwei brought her pastries and hot porridge, but she seemed to disappear. The cold moonlight was like gauze, projected on the ground through the doors and windows, Jiang Yan hugged her arms slowly and slowly as if afraid of the cold, her eyes were empty, and she felt like she had had a long nightmare. Ayu will be fine, not long ago she reprimanded those people who bullied her, she was so brave, and she made an appointment to meet frequently after getting married, how could something happen? While he was in a daze, the door behind him was pushed open again, and a slender figure walked in slowly. The man paused for a while, then closed the door with his backhand, squatted down beside Jiang Yan, and asked softly, "Why don't you eat after staying up all night?" Jiang Yan looked sideways in a daze, and it took a while for her slack eyes to focus, and she called out in a hoarse voice, "Fu Li?" Fu Li let out a 'hmm', reached out to pick up the warm porridge on the ground, stirred it with a porcelain spoon, took a spoonful and brought it to Jiang Yan's lips, and said in a low voice, "Your complexion is not good, eat something to warm it up. Warm stomach." Jiang Yan didn't open her mouth, she just looked at Fu Li fixedly, her eyes were full of stubbornness, and there was still a little bit of hope. After a long time, she asked with difficulty: "Fu Li, tell me, thenis it Ayu?" Fu Li maintained a squatting posture, lowered his eyes and did not speak. But that kind of silence is enough to explain everything. Jiang Yan seemed to have been drained of strength, unable to move a single finger. She didn't cry or make trouble, but her tense jaw trembled, she looked at Fu Li quietly, and kept looking at Fu Li could even clearly see the hope collapse in her eyes, the stubbornness dissipated, and the storm was about to come. Bloodshots gradually filled her eyes, and tears gushed out like a bursting embankment, drawing cold wet marks one after another on her pale cheeks. Only at this moment did Fu Li deeply realize that it is heart-piercing when someone who has been laughing is crying. Jiang Yan raised her hand helplessly, her pale lips trembled, and she made several intermittent breathy sounds. When Fu Li got closer, he barely heard what she said: "help her, please, help her!" The heart is broken, and the strongest sharp blade in the world is nothing more than that. The porcelain bowl in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and the porridge splashed everywhere. Fu Li hugged Jiang Yan desperately, and hugged her tightly, "Okay, I will ask the best imperial doctor to save her. But before the truth comes out, You must be calm." As he spoke, he held Jiang Yan's trembling shoulders and said in a deep voice, "Listen to me. I have already seen Ruan Yu in the medical clinic. Apart from the injury from falling from the building, she has pinch marks on her neck and her knuckles are wide , it was a man's hand, this is enough to prove your innocence." (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Fifty-Five ? The man'sfinger marks? Jiang Yan's eyes widened, her lips trembled several times, and she wanted to ask, but her throat seemed to be strangled, and she couldn't say a word. "Also, that letter did imitate your handwriting very much, but it's not flawless." Fu Li dipped his index finger in the porridge water, and imitated the handwriting on the letter paper, and wrote the word 'engraved' on the ground, 'Hai 'The word has two apostrophes on the lower side, the upper apostrophe is longer and the lower apostrophe is short. However, Jiang Yan's usual brushstrokes are all short up and down. She understood something, raised her head from Fu Li's arms, silently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, tried her best to stabilize her trembling wrist, and stretched out her finger to write another word "carve" on the ground. Xing Kai is elegant, 'hai' has two bottom strokes, a short top stroke, and a long bottom stroke, with a point in the shape of a drop of water, which is obviously different from the stroke of the character Fu Li copied. Jiang Yan held back her grief, and slowly curled up her five fingers. Her nails almost pierced her palm, and her originally bright eyes were filled with gloom. "It's not enough to just prove my innocence. I want to find the person who killed Ayu and let him be punished!" She closed her eyes and tried her best to regain her senses. exist?" Fu Li took out the neatly folded paper from his arms. The moon shadow was slanting to the west, and Xia Chong whispered. He lowered his voice and said: "I want to avoid suspicion in this case, and Fushi Cai will personally take over the case. When their people arrive at dawn, all these physical evidence will be handed over." The faint smell of blood came from the paper, and Jiang Yan couldn't help souring the base of her nose. While wiping away her tears, she nodded and said in a choked voice: "I understand." This paper has been crumpled and folded, but it has not been damaged at all, and its wear resistance is much better than that of ordinary rice paper. Anyone who can use this kind of rice paper as letter paper must have a wealthy family. However, there are too many well-to-do people in the Guozijian, and this alone is not enough. Fu Li moved the oil lamp on the table a little closer, and said, "You are good at running script, so you are used to using Xuancheng pure leather, which does not match the material of this paper." Jiang Yan smelled the ink, but unfortunately the smell of blood was pungent, and she couldn't smell it, so she looked at Fu Li with red eyes and said, "Do you know the ink on it?" The students in the Guozijian will buy ink sticks at different prices according to their family backgrounds. Some spend a lot of money, while others buy the worst gray ink. Fu Li obviously checked it carefully, and said in a low voice, "The ink is black in color and has a slightly pungent smell. It should be a low-grade oily ink." Jiang Yan felt a chill in her heart, "The paper is precious raw Xuan Xuan for 10 cents and 50 pieces, but the ink is soot ink for 20 cents and 1 yuan. The quality of paper and ink is not at the same level." Fu Li nodded: "The murderer is deliberately hiding his identity." "Wait!" Jiang Yan's eyes froze, she looked carefully at the paper to the candlelight, brushed her thumb over a certain word, and looked at two inconspicuous gold powders faintly visible on her fingertips. , "What is this?" On the second day of June, the Ruan family came to welcome Ruan Yu's mother who was going back to her hometown to be married and rushed to Yingtian Mansion, but this kind old mother saw that her girl was broken, her hair was disheveled, and her forehead was shattered. Lying motionless on the bed like a dead person, fainted on the spot from grief. ? On the same day, Jin Yiwei, with the assistance of the two divisions, found the handwritten copybooks of more than 300 students in the Guozi Academy and the Taixue Academy, and checked the handwriting one by one. Cai Qi and Feng Jijiu were the chief judges and supervisors, Jiang Yan was waiting for the trial, Fu Li avoided suspicion, and waited outside the door with a knife. Except for Guozixue and Taixue who are the children of officials, the rest of the lower class scholars can't afford such expensive rice paper, let alone get Jiang Yan's handwriting to copy. Therefore, the murderer could only be a Tai student or a Guozi student from a wealthy family, and most of them were people who had a close relationship with Ruan Yu. Every moment of the screening was like torture. Jiang Yan's heart was hanging in the air, and she looked at Cen Siye and Xun Siye who were comparing the handwriting one by one without blinking. For the first time, she felt that time was like this long. More than 300 copies of handwriting were found from the early morning to the sun, and finally, Cen Siye's thin hand suddenly stopped on a piece of paper that used Yangzhou Shengxuan, paused, and raised his eyes after his graying eyebrows in a low voice, dumb Voice: "Found it." "Found it?" Jiang Yan hurriedly stepped forward and said earnestly, "Si Ye, can you let me have a look?" Cen Siye pondered for a while, then handed the selected rice paper to Jiang Yan. The moment Jiang Yan touched the rice paper with her fingers, her breath was suffocated, and she felt the familiarity of the paper almost immediately. She tightened her hand holding the rice paper, took a deep breath to calm her beating heart, and then slowly unfolded the paper. The strokes are rough, in the handwriting of a man, and it is a sentence from "The Analects of Confucius": [Three people walk together, there must be my teacher How can you be benevolent? ¡¿ The two characters of "Xing" are both up and down long, Jiang Yan didn't seem to hear it. Seeing that she was not moving, Fu Li silently scooped up a spoonful of millet porridge, blew on it, and gently handed it to Jiang Yan's mouth. Jiang Yan's eyes turned red, and before the tears fell, she turned her head and said, "I don't want to eat." After finishing speaking, she realized that her tone was not very good. She was stunned for a while, then leaned over with red eyes, and gently hugged Fu Li as if grabbing a life-saving straw. Fu Li's hand holding the porridge bowl froze, and his slightly dilated eyes were lost for a moment. If I remember correctly, this should be the first time Jiang Yan took the initiative to hug him But soon, warm tears wet his shoulders. "Sorry." The suppressed cry sounded in his ears, with deep guilt, and he didn't know who he was talking to. "Fu Li, I shouldn't have said anything to say farewell to her, and I shouldn't have left the Imperial College in such a hurryI was the one who killed Ayu." "Jiang Yan, you are trying to get into the wrong place." Fu Li's eyes were cold, but his voice was softer than ever before, and he lowered his voice, "Jin Yiwei has gone to Xue's house to investigate. You eat first, and after eating, I will take you to see Ruan Yu .¡± The momentary emotional burst, hearing Fu Li's steady voice, she quickly calmed down, took a deep breath, cheered up and said, "I will eat by myself." Although her eyes were wet and red, and there were still some teardrops on her eyelashes, they were no longer out of control as before. Fu Li handed her the porridge bowl, and watched her put her head down and take a mouthful, almost mechanically sending the porridge water into her mouth. He couldn't help feeling sore, and reached out to stroke the corners of her moist eyes, "Jiang Yan, I don't want to Make you cry again." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Ruan Yu will not die. Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Ya'er, 5 bottles of fake Xida, 1 bottle of idler, 1 bottle of Mian Mian Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter fifty-six ? In Kunning Palace, Mrs. Pingjin Hou and Mrs. Chen Guolao both wore life-worshiping clothes, and sat beside them anxiously, looking at the queen reclining on the couch, hesitating to speak. Queen Zhang wore a dragon and phoenix Zhu Cui crown, a real red sleeved gown, and a red skirt. Her makeup was exquisite but her sickness could not be concealed. Looking at Xue Wanqing who was kneeling below, she shouted, "You're not telling the truth!" Getting angry during her illness, she couldn't help covering her sleeves and coughing, and the maid beside her hurriedly knelt down to give her peace of mind. Xue Wanqing knelt on the cold and hard floor tiles, not daring to vent her anger, she just looked at her grandmother and mother who were sitting beside her aggrievedly, and said, "I didn't do it, why should I admit it?" Empress Zhang took the veil handed over by the palace maid, covered her mouth, panted, and said, "The daughter of Ruan Zhifu found the note in her room. If you don¡¯t have a girl¡¯s house, who else can there be if you don¡¯t help him!¡± "Auntie, it's really not me!" Xue Wanqing was also anxious. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in her mind, and a certain name came to her mind, and she couldn't help muttering, "Could it be her?" "What the hell do you know? Tell me!" The empress said with a stern tone that was rare, "If there is any more deception, don't blame me for being ruthless!" "I won't lie, I won't lie!" Madam Pingjin stood up immediately, and looked at her sister pleadingly, "Wan Qing and Rui'er are stubborn and arrogant, but they are pure in heart, and they will never do anything that hurts nature and reason. Someone must have framed it! I hope your mother will save my son for the sake of the old sisterhood!" After finishing speaking, she sobbed and made a gesture of asking for obeisance. Xue Wanqing had tears in her eyes, but she still said arrogantly, "Yes, I know that brother Dao has always liked Ruan Yu, that charming girl, and he said several times that he would take her as his wife. Unexpectedly, the Ruan family and the Xie family decided When we got married, my elder brother was unwilling, and he also said that he wanted to 'try to cook raw rice and cooked rice'. I only thought he was joking, but I really didn't know that he would use Jiang Yan's handwriting to trick Ruan Yu into Misty Rain upstairs, and forced her to fall downstairs" "Wanqing! Do you know what you're talking about!" The gray-haired Mrs. Chen Guo lost all her manners and got up from the chair quickly. Her sharp nails almost pierced Xue Wanqing's eyeballs. Come to frame your brother, can you believe it?" Xue Wanqing didn't tell the truth, and she didn't tell the truth, so she burst into tears and said intermittently, "Auntie, I really didn't expect it to become like this" The room was in chaos, Empress Zhang ignored Xue Wanqing, she just rubbed her aching temple, and said weakly: "With Rui'er's character, mother should be very clear about whether this is a frame-up or a fact?" Mrs. Chen Guolao has always been used to being tough. When she heard the words, she slammed the long staff in her hand, and her face was displeased, "Mother, don't you forget who stabilized the position between you and the prince? Now that the prince is fledgling, King Ying and King Yun are still waiting for you." With the tiger watching by your side, the empress won't believe my old mother's words?" These words can be regarded as touching the scales. Empress Zhang opened her eyes, and her usually gentle gaze suddenly became fierce, and she said without any fear: "It's the father's fault if the son doesn't teach! I have reminded my mother and sister on weekdays, don't indulge Rui'er too much, and treat them The two brothers and sisters were sent to the Imperial College in the hope that they would restrain their minds and conduct themselves properly, but you refused to listen, and repeatedly indulged their brothers and sisters to mess around, it is a shame for the palace!" Seeing that Queen Zhang was angry, Mrs. Pingjin Hou was also a little scared, sobbing while trying to smooth things over, "Rui'er has been taken away by Cai Qi, the empress knows best where the prison is, and Rui'er still doesn't know that she has been tossed into a What is it like! This is really taking the life of my wife! If you want to kill him, why don't you kill my sister and me together!" "Shut up! When he got into trouble back then, he should have expected today." The queen felt a pain in her chest, her eyes were dizzy, she staggered a step while holding her forehead, and lay back on the couch with the help of the maid, panting After a long time, he ordered, "You guys go back to the house, the wind is on the cusp, don't come into the palace at will to make people talk." "Your Majesty! Rui'er is the only son in the family, the only male in the Xue family. If anything happens to him, the prince will also" "That's enough, step back!" Empress Zhang sternly said with chest heaving, "I know what to do, it's not your turn to speak up!" When the brightly dressed mother and daughter of three generations supported each other and bid farewell to each other, the queen fell to the side like a dead end. The palace maids hurriedly caught her limp body, and just about to call for the imperial physician, the queen closed her eyes tightly, her chest heaved rapidly, and suddenly she turned her head aside and vomited blood. This scene happened to be seen by the prince who hurried in. He rushed over almost immediately, squeezed away the surrounding maidservants, squatted down and gently leaned the fainting and vomiting queen into his arms, and called out: "Queen! Queen, wake up!" After finishing speaking, he turned his head and scolded, "What are you still doing?How did he stumble and fall from a height? Zhao mama shook her fan and choked up, "Fortunately, there was a Jinyiwei boy surnamed Fu who helped, and hired the best doctor for Lady Yu. Even the Empress sent people from the Imperial Hospital, and sent a lot of precious medicinal materials" "Mother Zhao, what are you talking about?" Jiang Yan frowned, and her voice sank a bit, "What do you mean'falling'?" "Didn't my girl accidentally fall from upstairs when she was out drinking tea and leaning out the window to look at the scenery? The officials told me that." Seeing that Jiang Yan's face turned cold, Mother Zhao said in a low voice, "Girl Jiang , the old lady is clumsy, did she say something wrong?" Jiang Yan clenched her fists tightly, but the corner of her mouth curved upwards in a mocking arc, and said coldly: "So that's how it is. They actually told you like this" Boom¡ª¡ª Lightning and thunder struck the ground without warning. On the third day of June, Xue Rui was expelled from the Guozijian, and the case of Ruan Yu's falling from the building was suddenly handed over to the Ministry of Criminal Justice and Dali Temple for handling. ? On the sixth day of June, Ruan Shao, the magistrate of Yanzhou, was summoned back to Beijing and promoted to Minister of the Household Department. He also compensated the unconscious Ruan family girl with money, silver and precious medicinal materials, and gave her maid to serve her. ? On the eighth day of June, Dali Temple secretly changed the evidence and testimony under the authorization of the Tianjia. On the tenth day of June, Empress Zhang, who had just recovered from a serious illness, and the crown prince visited the Imperial College together to visit the superintendents who were about to take the provincial examination and select talents as usual. ? In the last exam before the township exam, the top three winners will have the honor to have an interview with the current prince and Jijiu. Although private schools can't get this year's scientific examination questions, they can gain a lot of experience, so everyone is eager to try, even if they squeeze their heads, they still want to win this honor. In the hall of Guangye Hall, Xun Siye picked up the last test paper, paused, then raised his eyes to look at the position in the last row, and said comfortingly: "Yijia, Jiang Yan." The setting sun was just right by the window, and the beautiful girl got up lazily. The sunlight pouring in from the window cracks fell into her eyes, bright and flamboyant, but unfathomable, like a fighter facing the wind and waves, calmly embarking on a long journey. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Fu Li (stands in the corner with folded arms): I'm not happy today because I don't have any kisses. Well, well, make arrangements, make arrangements Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: Baili is red 1 piece Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 26 bottles of xuyif, 11 bottles of 26684647, 10 bottles of Ya'er, 6 bottles of Mianmian, 5 bottles of Yijin, 5 bottles of Heyue, 5 bottles of happygirl, 3 bottles of Ningning, Seni Servi 1 bottle Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter fifty-seven ? The cicadas were singing, and the sun was scorching hot, making people's skin sore. Only the shady part of the water pavilion still has a bit of coolness, and the air is filled with the fragrance of lotus, which makes the burning heat disappear. Cheng Wenwen and another student had finished consulting, and the prince answered them one by one. The queen leaned on the railing and threw the fish food in her hand into the lotus pond from time to time, attracting a large group of silver and red carp to scramble for it. Seeing that Jiang Yan remained silent for a long time, Empress Zhang finally turned her gentle and delicate face, and asked, "Jiang Yan, you are the top one this time, so don't you have anything to ask?" Between light and shadow, Jiang Yan wore a plain Confucian uniform, and the hairband behind her head was fluttering in the wind. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and smiled, "Go back to your mother, what the students want to say, no one else can hear you." Hearing this, Prince Zhu Wenli's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at Jiang Yan worriedly. The queen's expression showed no joy or anger. Hearing the words, she pondered for a moment, poured all the bait in her hand into the pool, and said softly: "You all step back." Cheng Wenwen bid farewell to another student, and the maids also retreated, leaving only the queen, Zhu Wenli and Jiang Yan in the water pavilion. The fish ate all the bait and left without hesitation, only the upright lotus leaves swayed slightly under the scorching sun, and the hotter it was, the greener it became. Not long after, the queen spoke first, with a weak voice, and said: "I know what you want to say, but I have to remind you that the matter of Ruan Yu was an accident, and it can only be an accident." "Ever since we entered the Imperial College, we have been on the cusp of the storm. Ruan Yu has suffered more than me because of her flirtatious figure. The student who won the first prize today is not asking for fame or profit, but to ask his mother to return Ayu. Fairness." After finishing speaking, Jiang Yan folded her sleeves and bowed, watching the sparkling water rippling on the queen's embroidered shoes, she said firmly, "Dali Temple closed the case so hastily and shielded the criminals, wouldn't it chill the hearts of the people in the world? If one day When Ayu wakes up, have you ever thought about how she would feel?" "Jiang Yan, you are so smart, can't you see that this palace is protecting Ruan Yu's innocence!" The queen stood up slowly, her face was not as gentle and indifferent as before, and she said in a low voice, "I am also a woman, so I naturally know that fame is important to women. What does it mean? If everyone knows that Ruan Yu suffered this catastrophe because of a private meeting with a man, what do you make the Ruan family think? ?¡± Jiang Yan closed her eyes and straightened up, "So, the empress admits that Ayu was killed by Xue Rui?" The queen didn't answer, but said: "Do you really want to chase after me so hard?" Jiang Yan shook her head with a smile, the gauze tie around her waist fluttered in the wind, and asked loudly, "Have you ever heard of the story of "The Yue People Lost the Beautiful Jade"?" The queen narrowed her long and narrow phoenix eyes, and said nothing, as if she wanted to see what kind of tricks she was playing. Jiang Yan raised her head slightly, and said to herself: "The people of Yue have beautiful jade. They cover it in their arms and go to the market. The jade is stolen. Report it to the government, and the people in the government reprimand: "It's no wonder that you have this beautiful jade and don't keep it in your house privately. Stealing. The one who steals jade is not at fault, it should be your careless ears!'¡± After hearing her finish, the queen suddenly realized, "The Yue people had their beautiful jade stolen in the market. Instead of arresting the thief, the officials blamed the Yue people for not hiding the treasureJiang Yan, you are accusing me insinuatingly." Putting the cart before the horse and not making decisions for Ruan Yu?" "Students don't dare to criticize the empress, they just discuss the matter." Jiang Yan said, "The empress said that the real culprit will not be punished, because she is protecting Ruan Yu's reputation, but the case of Ruan Yu is like the Yue people losing jade. The real culprit should be arrested to boost the king's prestige, but I'm not worried that Ruan Yu didn't protect her reputation. Besides" Jiang Yan pursed her lips, looked at the queen whose complexion was getting colder, and finally said to the point, "You protect the Xue family, partly for Ruan Yu's sake, and partly for the prince's sake Woolen cloth?" Empress Zhang slapped the railing and warned: "Presumptuous! I sent you to study, and this is how you talk to me!" "Mother! Mother, you have just recovered from a serious illness, so don't get angry!" Zhu Wenli on the side secretly sweated for Jiang Yan, hurriedly walked between the two, turned to Jiang Yan and said, "Jiang Yan, step back quickly." "Emperor, you don't have a place to intervene here!" Being poked at a sore spot, all the empress's burden of humiliation for many years broke out at this moment. She knew that what Jiang Yan said was the truth, but she was powerless to change it. Every word and every word became a thorn in her heart, making her restless. The queen was short of breath, pointing at Jiang Yan and said, "Kneel down!" Jiang Yan didn't say much, and knelt down as she said. Although she knelt upright, her eyes were still stubborn. Empress Zhang took a deep breath, and when she calmed down, Fang whispered: "Jiang Yan, I will persuade you one last time, Xue and Zhang's families even have to be courteous to me and the prince, you are not a mere girl Students can shake?Picking up the scattered pens and papers, he paused, and said as if thinking of something, "The news from the palace, the emperor has proposed marriage to Prince Yun." King Yun? It seems that the emperor really dotes on this worthless prince. Apart from asking for pills and medicines, he also doesn't forget to take care of his marriage. After all, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not yet married a concubine, so it is not necessarily that he is in a hurry. Thinking of this, Jiang Yan asked casually: "Oh? Which girl is so unlucky?" Fu Li's gaze sank a little, and he said, "Li Chenlu, the third daughter of the uncle of Xiangcheng." The smile on the corner of Jiang Yan's mouth froze. After a while, she asked: "Who is the matchmaker for King Yun?" Fu Li said: "Mrs. Pingjinhou, Xue Rui's mother." The wind blows away the dust of memory, and the truth gradually emerges. Jiang Yan quickly realized the clue, squinting her eyes and said: "As soon as Ayu's accident happened, Li Chenlu became Princess Yun to be married, and the mediator was the Xue family. How can there be such a coincidence in the world? Appearing in Ayu's room The note in it could only have been sent in by a woman, I always thought that it was Xue Wanqing who was doing things for Xue Rui, but now it seems that there may be other clues." "Li Chenlu seems innocent, but actually has a vicious mind. She will use any means to achieve her goals. It's unknown if she participated in this case." Fu Li stretched out his hand and moved the copper basin with ice cubes in front of Jiang Yan, Fang said coldly, " It's just that even Cai Fushi has no right to intervene in this case, and my official rank is low, so it is difficult to investigate thoroughly in a short time." Jiang Yan said: "Didn't Li Chenlu always admire the crown prince? I thought that a woman like her who is greedy for power should try her best to become the crown prince." "Prince Yun is playful, lustful, dull by nature, and better in control than the prince." Fu Li squinted his eyes, "This woman is not simple. If there is an intersection in the future, you have to guard against her." Jiang Yan nodded. It was almost time for lunch, Fu Li got up and let Xiao Er serve the food, and when he returned to his seat, he saw Jiang Yan with her eyes downcast and her brows slightly frowned, as if she was quite worried. Fu Li put a stack of bean cakes in her hand and asked, "What are you thinking?" Jiang Yan came back to her senses, looked at Fu Li's deep eyes, and suddenly didn't know how to speak. Fu Li only thought that she was complaining about Ruan Yu's matter, so he poured a cup of herbal tea and comforted him in a low voice: "You don't need to worry about Ruan Yu's matter, I'm here for everything, Xue Rui won't be at ease for long." "Fu Li" Jiang Yan hesitated for a moment, and finally interrupted him with a sigh, "Fu Li, I have decided to participate in the scientific examination." The clouds covered the sun, and there was a moment of darkness in the house. In the silence, only the sound of footsteps coming and going outside the door and the sound of each other's breathing could be heard, and Jiang Yan saw her slightly disturbed face from Fu Li's light and precious eyes. Maybe it was a moment, or maybe it was a long time, the clouds parted, and the sun poured down on the earth again, illuminating the window lattice, and illuminating Fu Li's eyebrows. "If you are asking for my opinion, then let me tell you, I don't agree." He calmly put the teapot aside, looked at Jiang Yan's words and said clearly, "Everything you want, I can do it for you It has been achieved, including severely punishing the Xue family for avenging Ruan Yu's grievances. The only thing that makes me give up the marriage contract is that I would rather die." His tone was too firm, and there was no room for negotiation. Jiang Yan couldn't look directly into his eyes for a while, and sighed: "If I am not asking for your opinion, but um!" Come again! Jiang Yan opened her eyes wide, and tried to push away the young man who was clasping the back of her head and kissing her deeply, panting and mumbled: "Let go first" Before she could finish her sentence, she was blocked back again. "Jiang Yan, don't even think about it!" There was a cold light in Fu Li's eyes. The last time I saw him look like this was when he was killing the enemy in Shuozhou, he was firm and powerful, as if he was invincible and omnipotent. He forcefully pressed Jiang Yan into his arms, lowered his head and said hoarsely in her ear: "You provoked me and promised that you will only be my wife in this life! As for the rest, you give me time, I will do it for you." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù A Yan: Oh, can you listen to me? I didn't want to give up on you Fu Li: I don't listen, I don't listen, I don'thuh? ? ? ? It's a bit busy these days, the update may be postponed until around 10:30 or 11:00 in the evening, but I will try my best to double update~ Don't stay up late, cuties, go to beauty sleep early, and you can come to see me the next morning~ Bixinxin! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 58 ? The steamed sea bass sprinkled with scallion and ginger and the roasted venison with the fragrance of cumin were presented one after another, but neither of the two young diners took a second look at the delicacies, they just looked at each other quietly, as if they were engaged in an invisible seesaw war. The shop clerk sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and said with a smile, "Guest officer, please take your time", and quietly closed the door and went out. The aroma of the food dispersed, and Fu Li silently arranged the dishes, not knowing what he was thinking. Jiang Yan put away the pen and paper for him, thought for a while, and said softly: "I used to study, but I was very confused. I didn't quite know what I was going to do in the future and what kind of person I was going to be. You are in the Imperial College At that time, I could still compete with you for the first place, but after you left the Guozijian, I couldn't even keep the top three, and I was as content with the status quo as a frog in a well." Fu Li's movement of placing the chopsticks slowed down obviously, and Jiang Yan knew he was listening, and then said: "Ruan Zhifu accepted the transfer order, which is a compromise with the imperial power. The queen and the prince are also busy fighting for power. Now, apart from me, no one else No one can stand up to help Ah Yu Fu Li, you know that I am not a person who is willing to admit defeat, I have my own path, just like when you left the Imperial Prison and entered Jinyiwei." Fu Li held the chopsticks in front of her, and said calmly: "I said, I will fight for you if you want." Jiang Yan just smiled and shook her head, her bright eyes became a little firmer, "In the past year, you fell from the dust above the clouds, and then climbed from the dust to your current position, how many injuries and injuries have you suffered? I can see how much sweat is in my eyes, I don't want you to get involved, and I don't want you to fall back to the original point." At this point, she breathed a sigh of relief, propped her head crookedly and said, " But I'm different, I have nothing" "Having nothing?" Fu Li frowned and raised his eyes, asking back with an unkind expression. "Okay, I'm wrong in this sentence." Jiang Yan unconsciously wrapped the green tassel rope jade ring around her waist, and said, "Give me four years, okay?" Fu Li stared at her steadfastly, his eyes were bottomless. Four years is not a long time, and by then the two of them will only be in their twenties and thirties, but everything in the world can change overnight, a moment of love can also be a moment of love, what is waiting for them after four years , no one can predict. "I know, it would be too selfish to ask you to wait for four years, if you don't want to" "If I don't want to, will you give up the imperial examination, or give up on me?" Jiang Yan was slightly stunned, and then said: "Fu Li, since you and I made love, I never thought of giving up on you. However, I can't give up on myself either. My path has to be walked step by step by myself. If you don't want to, I will apologize to you four years later, and if you marry someone else, I won't blame you But, I will never marry again in my life." The last sentence was said lightly but decisively, and it fell on my heart as if it were in danger. The ice cubes on the table exuded wisps of cold air, Fu Li did not answer, but held his chopsticks and said, "Eat." Jiang Yan knew what kind of bumpy road she was going to take in the future, and she also knew that Fu Li's heart must be full of ups and downs at this moment. It's fine to let this topic go, both parties need to think about it quietly Thinking of this, Jiang Yan nodded, and said obediently: "Okay." A meal is more silent than usual, "Although there is delicious food, I don't know its purpose" probably refers to this situation. Jiang Yan poked at the snow-white grains of rice, and kept looking up at Fu Li's expression. Seeing that he was not happy or angry, she couldn't help being concerned. She thought for a while, pressed her sleeve and raised her hand, and gave Fu Li a piece of fish belly without spines. She smiled and cheered up the atmosphere: "'People who come and go on the river, but they love the beauty of perch'. Mrs. Fu, eat more." Fu Li looked at the snow-white fish in his bowl, Ningshuang's eyes softened a little, he raised a piece of roasted venison and put it into Jiang Yan's bowl, "Three years." Although his tone was reluctant, it was not like before So cool. Jiang Yan put the venison into her mouth, squinted her eyes and smiled, as if winning a battle, said: "Okay, it will be three years." "Don't be too happy too early. The agreed three years can't be more than one day." Fu Li said in a deep voice, "After three years, regardless of success or failure, you have to change your surname to Fu Jiang. If you don't, I will tie you up. worship." "That's not necessarily true. Maybe three years from now, you won't be a thousand households." Biting her chopsticks, Jiang Yan remembered Fu Li's original promise, and joked, "At the beginning, who said that I would save enough money before I left the Imperial College?" Dowry?" Fu Li said, "Do you want to see it?" Jiang Yan didn't react for a moment, "What?" "The betrothal gift." Fu Li said indifferently. Don't you really prepare the bride price? Jin Yiwei is so rich? Jiang Yan felt guilty for a moment, scratched her temples and said, "Let's see it in two years, in two years." FuShe fell asleep in the middle of the night, holding a half-bitten lotus paste moon ball in her hand, her pale lips parted slightly, revealing a little white teeth, with pastry crumbs on her lips so cute and quiet, it was quite different from her usual fangs and claws. , The appearance of being fearless and fearless is quite different. Fu Li's gaze softened unconsciously, and he gently stretched out his hand, trying to take out half of the moon ball in her hand, lest the carriage would bump and the debris would stain her plain Confucian clothes. Unexpectedly, just after taking the moon ball, Jiang Yan's body was tilted and she fell directly into his arms, using his chest as a pillow, sleeping deeply. He didn't wake up like this, obviously he was extremely sleepy. Fu Li didn't dare to move, for fear of waking her up, he just put away the moon ball, carefully freed up a hand, and gently hugged Jiang Yan into his arms. The arrest of the case is frightening, but at this moment, it seems like guarding some rare treasure, with a touch of distress in his eyes. Opening the curtain of the car, he lowered his voice and told the driver: "Turn around and go to Rongchang Tower." After a pause, he added, "Slow down, she's asleep." After this sleep, Jiang Yan fell asleep from sunset until the sun rose three poles the next day. Turning over in a daze, she realized the strangeness of the bed. She opened her eyes leisurely, and the first thing she saw was a soft red silk tent, followed by unfamiliar tables and chairs. The air was filled with a faint fragrance. It looks like a luxuriously decorated inn restaurant or something. There were people coming and going outside, looking around, I saw that the door in the room was half open, looking through the open gap, it seemed that several young captains of Jin Yiwei were talking to someone. Where the hell is this? Jiang Yan stood up rubbing her eyes, and the quilt that was neatly covering her chest slid down. It's also strange. Jiang Yan has always slept in a strange posture. She has never woken up with the quilt neatly covered on her body. Most of them were rolled up under her body. What happened today Just as he was in a daze, the person outside the door finished talking about business, pushed the door in without thinking much, and then froze. Fu Li was still wearing yesterday's martial robe, his eyes fell on Jiang Yan's chest, then he turned around suddenly, his back was facing Jiang Yan, his ears were slightly red and he said: "I asked Xiaoer to bring hot water, you Get dressed quickly." It was rare for Jiang Yan to see Fu Li's appearance of losing his composure. Subconsciously, she looked down and saw that the thin summer Confucian clothes were slightly loose, revealing her collarbone and a slender white tube top. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~ Thanks to the little angels who voted [Landmine]: Wenquan 2, Luoyan Wusheng 2, emm 1, Shining 1015 1, Xiao 1 Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of Luoyan Wusheng, 18 bottles of Cadin, 10 bottles of 25500087, 1 bottle of Nianniansheng Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Fifty-Nine ? Calculating the time, Jiang Yan hadn't eaten for almost a whole day, and when she woke up, she felt hungry and panicked, and she was almost too weak to stand when she got out of bed with her clothes on. When Fu Li knocked on the door and came in, Jiang Yan was holding a bronze mirror and sitting by the window, moving slowly to flatten a strand of curled hair at the sideburns. She slept too unruly, and her hair was a mess after a night's sleep, and she couldn't keep it down, so she couldn't help showing a bit of impatience. Seeing her sighing and her movements a little stiff, Fu Li went in and put the towel and copper basin on the desk, and said with a little joy, "You look like this, and those who don't know will think I've done something to you." At this point, he couldn't help but think of the exquisite collarbone looming under the skirt just now, and couldn't help feeling hot all over his body, and turned his head away from her as if to cover up. It seems that Fu Li is in a good mood today, and he even learned how to joke. "What can you do to me, isn't it you who rushed out of the door in fright?" Jiang Yan twisted her neck, which was sore from sleep, and sighed, "I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are sore, and I don't have any energy in my body." Fu Li twisted the towel and handed it to her, "I have asked the shopkeeper to prepare the meal, and it will be delivered after you finish washing." Jiang Yan reached out to take it, wiped her face carefully with a warm towel, and finally woke up her dull brain. She pressed down the broken hair at the temples with her hands, and that strand of hair was pressed down by her, and then suddenly lifted up, very naughty. Jiang Yan frowned for a long time with her slightly messy long hair, and suddenly her eyes lit up, she looked at Fu Li and said, "Hey, Mrs. Fu! Have you combed the girl's hair?" Fu Li seemed to be stopped by her question, he was stunned for a while, looked at her suspiciously and said: "There is no young girl in the family, so there is no one." Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yan handed the sandalwood comb in his hand to him, squinted and smiled, with the words "Please comb my hair" written all over his face. The thin sunlight of the autumn morning slanted in from the window, gilding her curled hair into gold, and half of her cheeks were soaked in the morning light, making her look even brighter without makeup. Fu Li had already guessed that she had bad ideas. Subconsciously taking the sandalwood comb, Jiang Yan has already consciously turned sideways, letting three thousand black hairs pour down like ink. Fu Li frowned slightly. Since he was a child, no one had dared to let him do the grooming, but instead of Jiang Yan, he was not only not angry, but even faintly felt that it should be so. Reaching out and twisting a strand of blue silk, the cold and smooth touch shuttled between the fingers, arousing a trace of itching in my heart. Jiang Yan was holding a small bronze mirror, and seeing Fu Li twisting her own hair in the mirror, combing back and forth in a serious manner, couldn't help laughing, picked up the teacup prepared on the table with her free right hand, and After taking a sip of scented tea, he rinsed his mouth, leaned over and vomited into the small cup, and suddenly sighed, "Do you think Cen Siye will blame me?" As soon as Jiang Yan leaned over and moved around, the strand of long hair escaped from Fu Li's palm. Fu Li had no choice but to grab another strand of hair, rubbed it with his fingertips for a while, and then asked, "Why?" "Because Fu Li, who is noble and respectful, stays out with me at night, isn't it because I have brought Si Ye's favorite student down?" She babbled nonsense, took another sip of fragrant scented tea and looked up, then Lean over and spit into a small cup. After leaning up and down, Fu Li couldn't comb her hair properly, so he couldn't help but raised his hand to press her forehead, trying to stabilize her wobbling body, who knew that this press even covered her eyebrows and eyes. The eyelashes in the palm of his hand trembled slightly, Fu Li lowered his eyes, and saw Jiang Yan's exquisite nose tip and slightly opened red lips from the bronze mirror, which were dim and full of inexplicable temptation. ?The sight suddenly turned into darkness, Jiang Yan clinging to the bronze mirror, blinked helplessly, blinked again, shook her head trying to break free from his restraint, and said with a smile: "Why are you blocking my eyes?" As soon as the words fell, she suddenly felt a moist breath blowing past her ears, and then her lips softened, and Fu Li leaned over to kiss her slightly opened lips. Because she was blindfolded, Jiang Yan couldn't see Fu Li's expression, all her senses seemed to be concentrated on her lips, and every lick and nibble was more exciting than ever. The fragrance of scented tea remained between the lips and teeth, and all the words that were about to be said turned into a moist "ºÙºÙ". Even a thick-skinned person like Jiang Yan felt inexplicably ashamed when he heard it. But soon, this feeling of shame was left behind, and the only thing left was the fluster after being emotional. The kiss was long and long, Fu Li was quiet from beginning to end except for his slightly disturbed breath, but the obsession in his eyes was so deep and crazy. After parting his lips, his slender and clean fingers still covered Jiang Yan's eyes, until he took a deep breath to adjust his expression, and then slowly took his hand away, revealing Jiang Yan's watery eyebrows and eyes. The golden sunlight came into view again, and Jiang Yan was shaken. She squinted her eyes instinctively, and saw from the bronze mirror that Fu Li raised the back of his hand to his lips, as if annoyed by her uncontrollable feelings, and seemed to be reminiscing about the incident just now.sp; Fu Li said coldly: "Where there are few people, don't stop!" His complexion was really not good. Jiang Yan vaguely sensed something, lowered her head and rubbed her wrists in silence, and kept looking at the people beside her. The next moment, she was caught taking a sneak peek. Fu Li put his hands on his knees, his face was so cold that it could frost, but his eyes were full of anger, and he asked, "Where's Yu?" The carriage shook, and Jiang Yan looked at him for a while before asking, "You know everything?" At the same time, in Kunning Palace, the queen sat leaning against the table, her delicate makeup could not hide her sickness, she took a look at the list handed over by the crown prince, her eyes stayed on a certain name for a long time, and she suddenly smiled: "Sure enough, there are she." Thinking of something, she said to Fu Ke who was sitting on the side: "Fu Qing, I heard that the old man pointed out the marriage between Mr. Ling and Jiang Yan. Since Jiang Yan chooses scientific research, is this marriage" Fu Ke naturally understood what the queen meant, stood up leisurely, took out half a piece of jade from his sleeve, and handed it to the maid beside him, then said in a deep voice: "I am honored to be the head of the hundred officials. Set an example and abide by the court guidelines. The minister has informed the magistrate of Ningyang, Jiang Yan has also returned the token, and the marriage between the Fu and Jiang families is over." Queen Zhang shook her head, and said: "This girl is smart and courageous, and she is a great success It's a pity, she and Mr. Ling were originally married." Although the queen said so, there was not much regret on her face. Fu Ke didn't express his position, but bowed and said: "I will leave." The queen said to the prince: "Imperial son, send Fu Qing off." Zhu Wenli said 'yes', then turned to Fu Ke and said, "Please, sir." Not long after, Zhu Wenli came back from seeing off the guests, and seeing the queen still leaning on the table with a smile on his face, he said, " Queen Mother is very happy today? " The queen came back to her senses, waved to the prince, motioned him to come over, and then said: "Jiang Yan's move may be a blessing in disguise for us." Zhu Wenli lifted up his vermilion and gold hem, sat down opposite the queen, and said sincerely, "My minister is dull." "You! Zhier Mo Ruomu, if you are really stupid, would you recommend Jiang Yan so happily?" The queen gathered the scroll of the list and sighed, "Xue and Zhang's family are colluding, I am afraid that they will not go far in the court. Jiang Yan's entry into an official position will bring you new contacts and even important ministers. After you cultivate your influence and have a confidant, it may not be a bad thing to exchange blood from the court." Zhu Wenli smiled warmly and honestly, but his eyes were unprecedentedly clear. The queen said again: "Besides, you have reached adulthood, and it's time for the East Palace to need a mistress." Zhu Wenli was stunned, bowed his head and said inwardly: "Mother, I don't have anyone I like, I don't want to" "How can the royal family have any real feelings? It doesn't matter what your birth or appearance is, the key is to be smart enough, and it is the right way to help you stabilize your country." Speaking of this, the queen said leisurely, "Most of the thirteen girls in the Imperial College pointed to marriage, but There is Jiang Yan, I appreciate it very much, but so far I have not moved her" Having said that, the implication is already clear. Zhu Wenli didn't see how happy he was, but just shook his head with a smile: "Mother, if the king doesn't take away his minister's wife, Jiang Yan can't." "It was not possible before, but now that she has broken the engagement with the Fu family, anyone can pursue her, including the prince." The queen said meaningfully, "You have always been kind, Jiang Yan is naturally courageous, and there are the Jiang family and the Lu family behind you." My family, you join hands, and inside and outside the court hall will certainly be able to shake up the turbid and raise the clean." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Congratulations to Ah Yan for overcoming the first test~ she will graduate soon! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 60 ? "I was going to talk to you about this, but you haven't heard from me for several days, so I thought we'll talk about it next time we meet." In the carriage, Jiang Yan said apologetically, "But I didn't want to, you knew it first." The carriage swayed, but Fu Li sat firmly as a rock, even the folds of his clothes did not change, and his whole body felt chilly. Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Yan whispered again, "Anyway, it's not an important item" "It's not something important?" Fu Li glanced coolly, looked at Jiang Yan and took a few deep breaths before saying coldly, "Do you know that is our engagement? Jiang Yan, have you ever had me in your heart?" He said the last sentence in a very low voice, with a trace of suppressed tremor, but it fell into Jiang Yan's ears like a heavy blow. "What are you talking about?" Jiang Yan couldn't believe that such questioning words came from Fu Li's mouth. She felt sour for a moment, and said with a wry smile, "I have been traveling freely since I was a child. Since I was with you, have you ever Seeing me look at others more? Can't you feel whether I have you in my heart?" Just now when Fu Li asked those words, he felt a little regretful in his heart, but he was so angry that he couldn't bear to apologize, so he turned his head and said: "You can give up the engagement at will, what else can't you?" Give up?" "You have wronged me to death. That piece of jade was set for my marriage with Duke Ding's eldest grandson. Back then you went to Jinyiwei desperately and almost lost your status as the eldest son of the Fu family. I didn't blame you for giving it up. Me?" Jiang Yan rubbed her nose, turned her head away from him, and said sullenly, "For me, the most important thing is never jade, but you." One sentence is enough to melt the ice and snow, Fu Li turned his head suddenly, rolled his Adam's apple a few times, opened his lips a few times, and spoke softly when he spoke again, "Jiang Yan, you have already returned the jade twice, in my heart It¡¯s inevitable to think too much. But in the futureyou must tell me about the important matters involving us in the future, you must first inform me before making a decision, do you hear me?" The carriage did not know where it was going, and the sound of gongs and drums could be vaguely heard. It was very lively. It should be that the officials were announcing the good news to the new applicants who had made the list in the rural examination. Seeing that Jiang Yan didn't smile or speak anymore, Fu's heart tightened, and as if unable to bear the silence, he quietly took Jiang Yan's hand by his side, rubbed it for a while, and then said in a friendly manner, "As long as you nod your head , how long I will wait for you." Only then did Jiang Yan look at him sideways, without nodding or shaking her head, she put her elbows on the car window and said firmly: "That piece of jade was left by your parents, and I will return it to you if your father wants it. From now on Finally, I will rely on my own efforts to walk with you, unless you let go first." As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Li pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, saying clearly: "I said, unless I die, you will never let go for the rest of your life." Jiang Yan listened to his slightly rapid heartbeat, and the depression in her heart dissipated a lot, and it took a while to break away from his arms, "It's so hot, let go! How do I feel, you have taken advantage of everything." With nothing in his arms, Fu Li lowered his eyes to cover his disappointment, and reached out his hand to take out half of the broken jade hidden in the skirt of his clothes, "Since that's the case, I don't want this jade anymore, I will give you a better token next time." After saying that, He squeezed his fingers together and pulled the half piece of jade off to the side of the seat. Jiang Yan snorted: "No need, I keep the jade hairpin you gave me all the time, it should be used as a new token of love." "Then I will wear the wristband you gave me every day." Fu Li immediately expressed his opinion. As if seeing the sun through the clouds, Jiang Yan sat crookedly, and said with a smile: "You said that you are usually dignified, stable and strategizing, why are you so impatient today, and even came to ask me to ask you for your sins you know, today But it¡¯s an auspicious day for me.¡± Fu Li said: "It's only when I meet you that I lose my sense of control." "Sophistry." Jiang Yan squinted her smart eyes, like a lazy cat, "We have kissed, hugged, and slept, but you still don't trust me." Fu Li avoided the serious, "I haven't slept before." "We all slept in the same bed and haven't slept yet?" Jiang Yan said intentionally, "On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, I don't know who watched me in the room all night." Eloquent! Fu Li wished he could kill her now, and let her learn what it means to truly 'sleep'. But when she saw the deep tiredness concealed in her eyes, she couldn't bear it. "How long has it been since you slept well?" Fu Li asked. "It's just that I read a book late last night." Jiang Yan waved her hand nonchalantly, signaling that he didn't have to worry. Thinking of something, she said again, "Actually, I have a little selfishness in repaying the favor." Fu Li looked at her suspiciously. "Everyone thinks that the Fu and Jiang families have drawn a line, sobsp;¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù "Deprive the right of kissing for one day as a punishment." Although you can't kiss anymore, can't you do something else, fox? ? ? Hey, could this be the innocent hero in the novel? I am anxious for my mother! Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: Mangosteen Arch Mountain Pig 1 piece Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Chiba, 15 bottles of Guer, 14 bottles of Chirp Chirp, 11 bottles of Moon Cream, 10 bottles of Tendon Xiaobao, 10 bottles of Pineapple Giraffe, 10 bottles of eating a bowl, 5 bottles of 5280, 1 bottle of noodles, 1 bottle of winter wine Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 61 ? Jiang Yan came out of the side hall, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a person standing in the corridor. It was Feng Jijiu in a crimson official robe. Jiang Yan guessed that Feng Jijiu should be waiting for her, so she stepped forward quickly, bowed and said, "Master Jijiu." "You have survived this catastrophe, but this matter will not be the end of the twists and turns, but the beginning. You have to go on your own in the future." Feng Jijiu's eyes fell on the distance of nothingness, and he raised his head He said, "A tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. The bravest person may not be the luckiest person In fact, if you can wait, maybe after the crown prince ascends the throne, the case of Ruan Yu will have a turning point." Jiang Yan's eyes were clear, and she said slowly but firmly: "Master Jijiu, the student doesn't want Ruan Yu to wake up one day. What awaits her is still the real murderer and gossip. There are filth and evil in this world, and there are too many prejudices against women and the weak. And injustice, until now, I am not fighting for Ruan Yu alone." She had made up her mind, so Feng Jijiu stopped talking, and only sighed: "A word from the Chief Assistant is much more important than a word from the empress. It is an exception for him to speak for you today. This kindness is yours. Remember." Jiang Yan nodded: "Students must remember it!" Just as he was speaking, the door of the side hall opened, and the little eunuch led Zhu Wenli out of the hall. Seeing that the two were still chatting in the corridor, Zhu Wenli paused, nodded to Feng Jijiu, and looked at Jiang Yan again. Feng Jijiu understood, and said to the prince: "Your Highness, I still have to preside over the Luming Banquet, so I will take my leave first." After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands and walked towards Fengtian Palace. Jiang Yan was afraid that Fu Li would be worried, so she wanted to leave, but she was called by the prince as soon as she turned around. Zhu Wenli retreated from the servants on the left and right, and said kindly: "Can I borrow a little time to talk to the girl?" Jiang Yan turned around and cast a puzzled look. Zhu Wenli stretched out his hand and made a gesture of 'please', motioning to talk while walking. The promenade twists and turns, changing scenery step by step, and the sunlight shines through the leaf gaps in front of the steps. Jiang Yan followed Zhu Wenli half a step behind, followed him along the winding corridor around the palace, and asked, "What is your Highness doing? If students can help, they must do their best." Zhu Wenli came back to his senses, sighed softly, put one hand behind his back and put the other flat in front of him, and said elegantly: "When I was fourteen years old, the court was the most turbulent. At that time, Concubine Liu Gui hadn't passed away yet. King Yun was the most favored. In order to protect my status, my mother stayed up all night and tried her best to seek help from my mother's family and Xue's family. Later, Concubine Liu Gui died of illness, and my father couldn't afford it. That's why I was forced to order me to be the crown prince" Hearing this, Jiang Yan understood that the crown prince's words were mostly explaining for the queen, so she casually smiled and said, "It's hard to have both in this world. As I said, I don't resent my mother, on the contrary, I am very grateful to her." , also thank you, Your Highness." Hearing this, Zhu Wenli turned his cheeks slightly, with a smile on his thick black eyebrows, and asked, "Oh? What are you grateful for?" "I am grateful to Your Highness that 'a gentleman has the beauty of being an adult', and did not let me be a canary in the East Palace." After a pause, Jiang Yan comforted him, "There are more than ten million good women in the world, and Your Highness will definitely marry the best princess. I am very afraid of being restrained, the palace is so big, but for some reason, every time I walk in, I feel very cramped." Zhu Wenli listened carefully, shook his head when he heard the words, and suddenly said: "Actually, I lied." Jiang Yan was slightly stunned, unable to realize what he meant by 'lying', so she cast a puzzled look. Zhu Wenli didn't explain right away, but took a deep breath and said slowly: "When I first entered the East Palace, Fu Shoufu was also the prince and grand teacher, and Fu Li was my companion. I remember that it was also such a sunny and soft autumn day, Fu Shoufu explained "The Book of Songs", when it comes to the two sentences of "Qin Se You Zhi" and "Bell and Drum Music", guess how Fu Li questioned it?" Mentioning Fu Li, Jiang Yan became a little interested, recalling Fu Li's appearance more than two years ago in her mind, then smiled, imitating Fu Li's cold and arrogant voice: "If you have this time to please women, why not Practice sword!" Zhu Wenli laughed loudly, almost losing the etiquette of the Lord of the East Palace, and after a while he was out of breath and said, "It's exactly the same as what you said!" Jiang Yan could even imagine Fu Shoufu's serious face, and Fu Li's refusal to admit his mistake, with a slight smile on his lips, and asked, "Then how do you question your Highness?" Zhu Wenli laughed at himself, "I just became a prince at that time. I was young and frivolous. I always felt that the world was in my hands. So I said to Fu Shoufu, if I have someone I like in the future, why do I need to use bells, drums, zithers and zithers?" It¡¯s hard work for everyone? Why don¡¯t you make the following decree, just ask for a marriage and come in, anyway, I am the crown prince, and no one in the world dare not obey the order of the crown prince!¡± So it turns out that Zhu Wenli was such a young man before? Jiang Yan couldn't help but said: "Your Highness must have been punished by Fu Shoufu." "That's right, that's me"The pen draws circled annotations on it. Not long after, the sound of steady footsteps approached, and then Fu Li, dressed in an indigo-colored military robe, pushed the door open, took off his snow-covered cloak and said, "I've been waiting for a long time." Jiang Yan was wearing a pine-green robe, and knelt behind the table in the tea house. She responded with a 'huh', and was busy annotating and sketching, so she didn't have time to pay attention to him. The room was quiet, Fu Li hung up his cloak, and sat down opposite Jiang Yan, with a hesitant expression. After sitting for a while, he stretched out his hands to pick up the tea bag and put it in the purple sand pot, brewed the tea and sat down, Jiang Yan still read with eyes down, like an old monk in meditation, detached from the world. Pushing the teacup in front of Jiang Yan, Fu Li couldn't help asking: "Jiang Yan, do you have anything to ask me?" Without raising her eyes, Jiang Yan said lightly, "What do you want to ask?" "Wei Jinghong didn't tell you?" Fu Li frowned, and secretly cut Wei, who was 'incompetent', a thousand times. Jiang Yan raised her eyes from behind the scroll and saw Fu Li sitting opposite him with a cold face, looking sullen, so she put down her pen and rubbed her frozen red fingertips, and said lazily, "If you're talking about the family of the Minister of War About my sister, I think, I know." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù I accidentally reached this time I hate Monday! Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~ Thanks to the little angels who voted [Line mines]: Wenquan 2, Mercury 1, Luo Yanwusheng 1 Thanks to the little angel who voted [Bazooka]: Bai Qi's sweetheart 1 piece Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Biscuit Terminator, 5 bottles of z, 2 bottles of witty fan, 1 bottle of winter brew, and 1 bottle of little girl Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 62 ? The warming room is full of tea fragrance, and the subtle sound of rustling snow can be heard outside the window. Fu Li waited for a long time but did not see Jiang Yan's next words, so he couldn't help asking: "What do you think about this matter?" The light of the snowy day penetrated the thin window paper, coating Jiang Yan's cheeks with a cold jade-like soft light, and the gradually growing eyebrows became more and more beautiful and refined. She rubbed her fingertips to warm herself up, took a sip of tea to warm up, then picked up the scroll and began to study, put her hands on the tea table and said with a smile: "I don't know the appearance of the Yan family sister, and I don't know her character. What do you think?" Fu Li was quite dissatisfied with this answer, and said, "I'm not asking what you think of her." Jiang Yan's pale crimson lips were slightly raised, and she said casually: "You are young and promising, both civil and military, and there are one or two that seem to be normal" "Jiang Yan!" Fu Li stretched out his hand, pressed the scroll in Jiang Yan's hand with his saber, and tried to draw her eyes from the scroll back to himself, "Aren't you afraid that other girls will trick me away?" "There's nothing to be afraid of, I believe you! When Wei Jinghong told me the news, I was indeed a little surprised, but it wasn't to the point where I wanted to ask you for a crime. You used to be the much-anticipated Mr. Fu, So many girls fall in love with you, but you have never been tempted, there is no reason to step on two boats now that you have a sweetheart, that is not what you would do." Jiang Yan thought for a while, and then said, "Besides, if you have me in your heart, the gods will not be able to deceive you; if you don't have me in your heart, I will not be able to keep you If that is the case, it is better to follow the fate." "What kind of nonsense is this?" Fu Li said displeased, "Aren't you jealous?" "I'm not you, I live with the vinegar pot every day!" Jiang Yan smiled lowly, knelt and stretched, "If I have time to please you, I might as well read a book!" This sentence is obviously a joke about the sentence Fu Li said when he was young and ignorant, "If you have time to please women, it is better to practice swords." Fu Li's face darkened, but he couldn't help her, so he said in a low voice, "If you weren't jealous, why did you ask me to come today?" "You curve to save the country, and Wei Jinghong provoked me just because you want to see me?" Jiang Yan said, "What's wrong with you recently, I usually don't see you for a month or two, and I'm so anxious to see you." "" Fu Li naturally wouldn't admit that he was "saving the country with a curve", and only pondered for a while, "September 28, I handed over the post to enter the Imperial College, and I have been waiting for you for a long time at Shangshanzhai." Jiang Yan was taken aback, and subconsciously asked: "Is there such a thing?" Then I recalled that Feng Jijiu was giving lectures to the twenty-three candidates from the Imperial College in those few days. Answering questions and answering questions, all the greeting cards handed over by the gatekeeper and supervisor were all pressed under the table and never opened for reading. She only thought that those invitations were sent by scholars and ladies who wanted to get acquainted with her, but unexpectedly there was Fu Li among them Wait, September 28th? As if remembering something, Jiang Yan suddenly raised her eyes and said: "That day is yours" "Birthday." Fu Li said lightly, "I just want to meet you." Fu Li's words completely confirmed Jiang Yan's conjecture. She widened her eyes belatedly, and the ease and leisure on her face disappeared, replaced by real embarrassment and panic, and said "Ah" very slowly, and said in a low voice: "I actually forgot gone." After finishing speaking, she suddenly lifted the book and covered her face, only her reddish ears were exposed, her voice buzzed, and she repeated angrily: "I actually forgot!" Usually when she celebrated her birthday, Fu Li would send plum blossoms and travel thousands of miles to Yanzhou to give her hairpins, but now it was Fu Li's nineteenth birthday, she was drowning in the sea of ??books and completely forgot! Forget it all! Seeing that Jiang Yan was really annoyed and blamed herself, Fu Li's heart softened again, and his eyes softened a little, trying to reach out and pull her hand covering her cheek, pretending to be generous and saying: "Since you are here, I I forgive you, anyway, it's not the birthday that matters, I just want to see you." When he said this, Jiang Yan felt even more apologetic, she put her hand down, showing a blushing face, and said decisively: "No, I will make up your birthday today." After finishing speaking, she took Fu Li's wrist Get up, "Go!" Fu Li subconsciously took the knife and stood up, asking, "Where are you going?" "It's snowing today, I don't know if there are any candied haws on the street." Jiang Yan said with a smile, "If not, I'll take you to Shangshanzhai to eat the latest dishes." With her appearance, she didn't have the shyness of a girl at all. Fu Li raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I don't eat candied haws, and I don't go to Shan Zhai either." "Then what do you want? Just say yes, as long as I can do it, I will definitely accompany you!" "Accompany me to Mochou Lake to enjoy the snow." Fu?, the last time I was in the palace, I haven¡¯t thanked him for his kindness yet. " Fu Li said, "That's it. I will send you to Yanzhou for the ten-day holiday, and I will rush back to Tianfu to celebrate the New Year." Seeing that he insisted on this, Jiang Yan could only sigh and said: "All right. Send it to Yanzhou, otherwise your ten-day vacation is not enough to go back and forth." At the beginning of December, Jiang Yan went to Shangshu Mansion to meet Ruan Yu. She still hasn't woken up, she has lost a lot of weight, and the blue veins and protruding wrist bones can be seen on the wrists exposed from the sleeves. In the past few months, whenever Jiang Yan felt that studying was boring and tiring, she would always come to see Ruan Yu. As long as she saw her friend's once stunning face, but now she was thin and sluggish, she could regain her courage to ride the wind and waves, In the face of every long night of reading and thinking hard at night However, I heard from Nanny Zhao and the maidservants that after wiping her body recently, I could occasionally see movements in her fingers. I still remember what the doctor said, if Ruan Yu's body can respond slightly, it will not be far from waking up. Jiang Yan was delighted to hear that, took the comb and sat by the bed, combing her hair meticulously and patiently. Ruan Yu's hair is thick and black and beautiful. If she marries into a woman in the future, her hair will be as beautiful as clouds piled up in a bun. I don't know how many women I will envy. It's a pity that even though the Xie family has become a subordinate of the Ruan family's father, they are still unwilling to marry a girl who is lying unconscious on the bed. After several visits to the door, they have the intention of retiring the engagement. Everyone knows that Xie Shilang is just because of It's not a good face to speak. Father of the Ruan family naturally knew about it, so he voluntarily divorced. Although Jiang Yan was dissatisfied with the fact that Ruan's father stepped on his daughter's grievances and came to power in order to protect himself and settle things down, but she wanted to applaud the fact that he made the decision to retire the Xie family's in-laws. One day when Ruan Yu wakes up, the real murderer will be punished, the haze will clear up, and she will meet someone who truly cherishes her. Coming out of Ruan Yu's room, Jiang Yan met the father of the Ruan family in the atrium¡ªnow the Minister of Rites, Ruan Shao. The gloomy sky was tight, and the tall man with a slightly fat body turned around, looked at Jiang Yan for a long time, and then said: "Yu'er will remember your friendship, but I think she doesn't want you to risk your life for her .Jiang Yan, stop here, the deep-rooted corruption and darkness in the court cannot be changed by you, a woman." In the cold winter, Jiang Yan just smiled and asked: "If I don't help her, who will help her? Will you?" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù boat play Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: 1 piece of 25500087, 1 piece of half lemon Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of dyed blue, 1 bottle of winter wine Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 63 ? "The word 'justice' is hard to reach. I was only a magistrate at the beginning, and I was far away in Yanzhou. Even if I wanted to investigate this matter thoroughly, I had more than enough energy. The virtue of the empress and the prince does not mean that the Xue family is upright. Jiang Yan, do you know how many people who go to Beijing to file an imperial petition die on the way every year?" There was a touch of sorrow in Ruan Shao's eyes, and he sighed with his hands behind his back, "Not to mention, there are more than a dozen wives, old and young in Ruan's house." Then he lost the courage to face open and dark arrows. Jiang Yan lowered her eyes and said nothing, her green clothes fluttering in the bleak cold wind. "I understand that talking too much is just a high-sounding excuse, but after all, this is the Ruan family's business, why do you have to get into this muddy water?" Ruan Shao said, "The Ruan family will never forget your kindness to Yu'er. Jiang Yan, listen to my uncle's advice, everything is safe and alive is the right way." "However, if I seek self-protection by refraining from joining the world, doing nothing, and stagnant all my life, how is my life different from stagnant water? I remember the saying in "The Law of Qin", 'If a villain commits a crime in the street, within a hundred steps, he will never die. The rescuer shall be severely punished for the same crime'Thousands of years ago, the Qin Dynasty was able to severely punish those who committed crimes and refused to save them. Unexpectedly, in the Ming Dynasty thousands of years later, the prefect's daughter was deceived and humiliated, and she was seriously injured when she fell from a building. The first thing that comes to my mind is to keep silent and protect myself and connive at the real culprit.¡± Jiang Yan finished speaking calmly, but her eyes were not as calm as her face, and she was a little wet and cold. She said word by word: "If the world is dark and dark today, I would like to watch the sun and the moon rise in the east and the rooster sing the dawn. Uncle is afraid of the dawn." I'm not afraid of arrows in the back." After finishing speaking, she gave a deep bow and walked towards the gate. "Jiang Yan, the Luming Banquet is just a warning from His Majesty!" Ruan Shao hurriedly took two steps forward and called out, "Do you know who was running back and forth that day and spent all their time to get Feng Jijiu and Fu Shoufu Will you be able to survive this calamity so safely if you come forward to sit in the town?" Jiang Yan paused, turned around suddenly and said, "What did you say?" "If no one helps you silently, how far do you think you can go? Jiang Yan, uncle is not trying to scare you, but I just hope you think more about your parents, and the eldest son of the Fu family who is running around escorting you." Said At this point, Ruan Shao sighed and said seriously, "For them, nothing is more important than your safe life I also don't want Yu'er to lose her best friend when she wakes up." Ruan Shao spoke earnestly, with helplessness and guilt overflowing his words. Jiang Yan knew that he said this because he really hoped that he could live a peaceful and mediocre life She opened her mouth, but couldn't speak. She just felt that this winter was very cold, so cold that tears froze in her eyes, and she walked forward with a heavy load, and her steps were difficult. On the second day of the twelfth lunar month, the prince Yun's mansion got married, and he married Jiaojiao Li Chenlu from the Uncle Xiangcheng's family. This Li Chenlu is a concubine, and according to the etiquette, she would not be able to get on the imperial jade certificate and become a princess. However, she studied gold plating at the Imperial College, and her value rose. In addition, she had wooed the notorious but powerful Xue family, so she actually treated King Yun who did not learn. The incompetent useless county king eats to death, so marrying into the mansion as a concubine is a matter of course. In Prince Yun's mansion, the red ribbons and lanterns of the newlyweds have not been removed, the bright red eyes and the rouge on Li Chenlu's lips contrast with each other, making her white and delicate, with a bright complexion, at first glance she is the same as the one who followed the Imperial College all day Beside Xue Wanqing, the unremarkable female students looked like two different people, like a budding white lotus slowly blooming, revealing the coquettish and poisonous inside. A row of maidservants in front of them were holding twelve jewelry boxes, each of which was in the style of jewels and jewels. Li Chenlu stretched out a hand as white as frost and snow from the big water-red sleeve, caressed each box carefully, and finally picked out a brightly colored gold-studded cat's-eye emerald hairpin, and inserted it obliquely on the hair bun. . As soon as he finished his temples, he saw Zhu Wenyu, the king of Yun, enter the door leisurely carrying a precious cricket box. He stretched out his hand to drive away the maid, then leaned over Li Chen's shoulders like a boneless one, pinched her jaw with one hand and ordered her to turn her face away, hooked her mean lips, called "Ai Fei", and hung her head frivolously. bite her lip. Zhu Wenyu's temperament is playful and violent, and he doesn't care about the seriousness of things, which made Li Chenlu's jaw hurt, but she still had to put on the softest smile, turned her head slightly and said: "The prince left his concubine early in the morning and went to where?" Zhu Wenyu was slightly dissatisfied when he didn't kiss Fangze, but when he recalled Li Chenlu's delicate taste, he calmed down his resentment, and said happily: "Master Xue sent a big cricket to this king, calling him 'General'." After finishing speaking, He opened the cricket box, handed it to Li Chenlu like a baby, and said, "Look! I killed several crickets that I kept, very fierce!" Li Chenlu still smiled coquettishly, feigning an exclamation, and boasting a few words, coaxing Zhu Wenyu to feel like a fairy. Seeing that Zhu Wenyu was happy, Li Chenlu leaned her head on his arms meekly.Are you sleeping? " Thinking about it, it is also true that a person of Fu Li's background has arrogance and nobility engraved in his bones, so how could he sleep with another man on a small three-foot-wide bed? Thinking of this, Jiang Yan felt that she hadn't thought carefully, and subconsciously blurted out: "It will be cold outside to sleep, or why don't you come in this room to sleep?" Fu Li looked straight at her. Jiang Yan coughed dryly, thought for a while and said, "Anyway, I can't find any other guest rooms, but I also want to share a room with me. I wonder if Master Xiaofu is willing?" "That's fine." Fu Li didn't think twice, leaning on the window sill with one hand, he jumped, and easily entered Jiang Yan's room from the corridor. Jiang Yan was dumbfounded, and it took a while before she laughed and joked: "A gentleman doesn't do things that go over the wall." Fu Li pretended not to hear, quickly put the saber in his hand on the table, then took off his cloak, took off his outer robe and put them aside, turned around and walked towards the bed. Jiang Yan's last drowsiness was blown away with laughter, she pulled Fu Li's wrist forward, teasing him deliberately: "You sleep on the chair, I sleep on the bed!" Fu Li easily grabbed Jiang Yan's palm, sat on the bed and pulled her hard, pulling her into his arms and imprisoning her, whispering: "You sleep on the bed, I sleep" Before the word "you" could be said, Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes slowly, and Fu Li stopped the topic wisely, patted the place beside him and said, "Come up." Jiang Yan didn't move, just folded her arms and said with a sneer: "Master Xiaofu has been in Jinyiwei for more than a year, and he has developed skills! After spending so long with those rough guys, he has also learned to be a ruffian." "I didn't say any indecent words." Fu Li refused to admit it, his deep eyes fixed on Jiang Yan, and his low voice was a little cheerful, "Or, what do you want me to say?" Jiang Yan glanced at him, didn't answer, just passed him and lay down on the bed, covered the quilt, left half for Fu Li, and said in a low voice: "I'm a girl from a good family, don't mess around. " The bed was too small, Jiang Yan tried her best to turn her body sideways, trying to leave some space for Fu Li, but the squeezed space was still not enough for Fu Li to lie down, so she had to give up. Fu Li watched her tossing quietly, and stopped when he had seen enough: "I'll sit by the couch with you, if you don't come up, you just sleep." Is this person teasing himself? Hearing what he said, Jiang Yan was not polite anymore, and occupied the entire bed generously, sighed comfortably, closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again, facing Shang Fuli's deep gaze. With a heartbeat. After thinking about it, Jiang Yan got up again and found a blanket at the end of the bed, threw it to Fu Li and said, "Cover it, don't freeze." After finishing speaking, Fu lay down again, and closed her eyes in peace of mind. Perhaps with Fu Li beside him, the shaking of the boat was not so annoying, and he felt sleepy after a while. Just as he was in a daze, he suddenly heard Fu Li whispering: "No matter what happens, you can't be separated from me, you understand?" Jiang Yan was wandering in the dreamland, subconsciously opened her eyes and said: " What is the separation?" "It's nothing." The person beside the bed softened his tone and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~ Thanks to the little angel who voted [Mine]: 1 chirp chirp, 1 emm Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of He Ying crystal, 1 bottle of winter wine, 1 bottle of lunarrrr Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 64 ? Back in Ningyang County, there was naturally another debate. The magistrate and the magistrate's wife have always supported Jiang Yan's preferences and decisions, but for the examination in March next year, the couple did not smile and encourage her as usual, and the hall was less cheerful. Even Aunt Cao came in to make tea They all held their breath, not daring to take a big step. "Your mother and I didn't know that you had participated in the provincial examination until the papers for the good news were delivered to the Ningyang County Government." Jiang Zhixian held the teacup thoughtfully, fiddled with the tea powder with the lid, and meditated, "We have heard a little bit about Mrs. Ruan Jiayu, and we know that you are hurting in your heart, but you never thought that you would take risks for her and decide to enter an official career" "Father, I originally wrote a letter home, and it may have been lost on the road. I can't hide such a big matter from you." Jiang Yan looked at her parents sitting opposite, and said in a low voice, "You guys It's because I haven't seen Ayu's current appearance. She is so thin that I almost can't recognize her. Two days before the accident, she said that when she returned from school, she would go back to Yanzhou to solve Uncle Ruan's problems, and marry into Xie's family. I was a companion in the same city But, overnight, the world was turned upside down. She was persecuted by a traitor, and she was seriously injured by falling from a building. She lost her future, her husband, and her aspirations. , like like the girl from the Cheng family that we went to send the funeral together at that time." Speaking of this, Jiang Yan's eyes became a little wet, and he said with difficulty: "Uncle Ruan looked forward and backward, and chose to swallow his anger. He said that this matter has nothing to do with me, and I should not force me to take the lead. But Father, if I choose to remain silent, How is it different from an accomplice? Unreasonable silence will only breed evil spirits and erode the foundation of the country, aren¡¯t these the same principles that you taught me, Daddy?¡± Her words were eloquent, Madam Jiang only sighed softly, and said: "My son, your father is not trying to stop you, but he is afraid that the Jiang family is too weak to protect you." "That's right." Jiang Zhixian nodded, "Ayan, once you enter the court, your affairs are no longer yours alone. If you want to be the number one person in history, you will undoubtedly become the target of public criticism. One hair will affect the whole body , If you make a mistake, you will lose everything. My father hopes that you will consider all the consequences before making any decisions, deduce all possible accidents, be cautious and cautious, and never take risks. Only you have a perfect plan , being a father can let you go forward with confidence." "Father" "Don't talk too much, you can't go anywhere these five days." Jiang Zhixian raised his hand and signaled, "There are seven kits left by me on the desk in your room, each of which is my own. If you can break through the predictable ups and downs one by one within five days, and find out the countermeasures, I will let you go through it." Not to mention seven kits, even seventy Jiangyans can be solved. Without hesitation, Jiang Yan said, "Okay, it's a deal." After finishing speaking, she got up eagerly and hurried towards the wing room. As soon as she boasted to go out, she seemed to think of something again, turned around and walked quickly to her parents, put her arms around their shoulders and said, "Thank you, father and mother!" Back in the house, there was indeed a row of small pine blue cloth bags embroidered with various patterns of flowers and birds on the desk. Jiang Yan sat by the desk, stretched out her hand to open the first kit, and got a two-foot-wide piece of paper, which she wrote on. Two lines of small script: [You entered the Hanlin Academy as a knife and pen official, and you have no real power. Who in the court can win over you? If you lose, how can you protect yourself? ¡¿ Another tip bag was opened, and a letter was written: [The enemy counterattacked, Yu Qianjin offered slander, the court impeached you as a "women's disaster", and brought disaster to the prince and close relatives, how should we deal with it? ¡¿ ?The third piece: [The swan is hovering in the sky, there are so many good trees, how to choose a virtuous master to follow, and avoid the suspicion of forming a party for personal gain? ¡¿ Just unpacking the three kits, Jiang Yan felt a chill down her back. The ups and downs of officialdom, this is a complex world that she has never touched. Jiang Yan calmed down, took a deep breath and let it out long, dismantled all the kits, and then picked up the one she thought was the simplest and began to think about countermeasures. The five days were but a blink of an eye, Jiang Yan never went out, except for Aunt Cao to bring some food in, the rest of the people were gone, and even Jiang Zhixian didn't know how she was inside. In the early morning of the fifth day, there was still no movement in the house. Mrs. Jiang became a little anxious, fidgeting in the hall, looking out of the door from time to time, and said worriedly: "I haven't seen you for a while, and I don't know how Ayan is going. Can the questions asked by your husband be okay?" Too difficult?" Jiang Zhixian put one hand on the arm of the chair, read the scroll while holding the book, shook his head and smiled, "It's not making things difficult, but helping her." "What does your husband mean?" "Nine times out of ten, every item I listed is a problem that she may encounter in the future. If Ayan can solve it, I will rest assured. If I can't solve it, I will also provide some explanations for her. The lady only needs to Just wait in peace." Heard the words, Jiang FuWhat's more, Mrs. Ruan San is half-dead, and she hasn't woken up yet, whether she can live or not is a question! " "That's right!" The person before took over the conversation, "We thank the second young master for his talent. If we really marry a living dead person, it will be no different from a widower!" Xie Jin's voice was buzzing, and he didn't know what he said, the other two laughed and said, "No, Mr. Xie, are you serious? I heard that the Ruan family's wife followed Xue that man went out and the accident happened. Yes, who knows what happened before the fall! Maybe, she was" The man in the private room next door was full of obscenities and was talking vigorously, when suddenly the door was pushed open with a bang, and a cool breeze entered the hall. In front of the three stunned young masters in brocade clothes. When she stood still in front of her, the three of them recognized that she was not some young man, but Jiang Yan, the number one woman in the Imperial College with mixed reputations. Young Master Jinyi opened his mouth, and before he had time to ask Jiang Yan why he came, he saw her pick up the teapot on the case table, feel the heat, and throw her head and face at the three of them! Fortunately, after the tea had cooled for a while, it was still warm and not hot. The three of them were just startled and stood up with a loud cry. One of the tall and strong young masters was the most embarrassing, and he wiped the tea dregs from his face and said angrily: "Jiang Yan, why are you crazy!" Seeing that he was about to pounce on him, Xie Jin didn't care about tidying up his appearance, and hurriedly hugged the angry body of the tall and strong young man, and comforted him in a low voice: "Brother Wang! Be safe and don't be impatient!" From the beginning to the end, Xie Jin didn't dare to look at Jiang Yan's eyes, water stains slid down his fair and delicate cheeks, and he couldn't tell whether it was tea or cold sweat. "Don't be impatient if you are a little bit safe!" The surname Wang pointed at Jiang Yan and said loudly, "I will teach her a lesson today!" The tea slave heard the sound and saw that the house was in a mess. A young man in Tsing Yi confronted three young masters covered in tea. He couldn't help sweating profusely and said with a smile: "All officials, calm down, calm down!" "Tea slave, bring a pot of the injured Biluochun to these three young masters." In the confusion, Jiang Yan stood upright, with the cold spring in her eyes, and said with a sneer, "Let the tea shine on the faces of the three. How dare you criticize Ruan Yu here!" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Almost all listening corners originate from poor sound insulation in the room Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~ Thanks to the little angels who cast [Landmines]: 1 Shining 1015, 1 Luoyan Wusheng, 1 Xiao Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Luoyan Wusheng, 10 bottles of 25500087, 5 bottles of Rose Garden, 2 bottles of z, 1 bottle of winter wine Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 65 ? "Girl Jiang, please stay!" As soon as she checked out and went out, Jiang Yan heard slightly hurried footsteps behind her. Looking back, it was Xie Jin who followed. ?In terms of appearance alone, Xie Jin is indeed gentle and handsome. He also likes to wear light clothes, and is always neat and tidy. He has never been so covered in tea stains and embarrassed. Originally thought that he was humble and polite, a person worthy of Ayu's entrustment for life, but who knew that this relationship was ultimately a mirror image, and he could only share joys and sorrows. Jiang Yan turned around, with her back reflecting the faint spring light outside the door, and said in a bad tone: "Second Young Master Xie, what else do you want to say? Jiang Yan listens attentively." It was almost time for dinner, and there were not many customers in the tea house. Behind the counter, only the shopkeeper was fiddling with the abacus. The tea slave squatting aside and making tea with a fan raised his eyes from time to time, as if he was concerned about the relationship between Jiang Yan and Xie Jin. Very curious. Xie Jin opened his mouth, a small mole loomed on his lips, and he apologized for a long time: "Just now, my friend's nonsense offended the third lady of the Ruan family. I'm really sorry. He drank alcohol and didn't think carefully about what he said. I have already reprimanded you." I have passed him, and I will never do it again in the future, and I will make amends on my behalf, and I ask Miss Jiang not to be angry." After finishing speaking, he folded his sleeves and bowed to the end. It should be rare for him to humble himself like this, it can be seen that his movements are a bit rusty. Jiang Yan looked at him quietly, and suddenly felt that it was boring. What's the point of apologizing after the injury? "Why am I angry? I should thank you." Jiang Yan's expression remained unchanged, and she said calmly, "Thank you for letting Ayu go." Xie Jin's shoulders froze suddenly, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were slightly wet and red, which was difficult to distinguish between real and fake. He swallowed his throat, and after a while he said with difficulty: "Whether the girl believes it or not, Xie has never thought of renouncing her marriage, and it is really helpless to come to this point" "You know, thank you, Second Young Master, many people don't understand why I can do this for Ayu. Because they don't understand, I will always remember that whenever I am hurt by bad words, this woman who usually blush even speaks will stand up Rebuttal for me; I also remember that she accompanied me every time on the long journey from Yanzhou to Yingtianfu; I also remember the copper coins and broken silver she secretly hid in my package when I was short of money" Having said that, Jiang Yan smiled. At that time, Ruan Yu was afraid that Jiang Yan would reject her kindness if she found out, so she stuffed a few copper plates or a piece of silver into her package every few days or half a month, thinking that she did it without anyone noticing, but she didn't know that Jiang Yan followed her. I found out when I did this on the first day, but it was not broken, and I saved all the copper coins and silver that Ruan Yu secretly stuffed in, planning to buy a new pipa for her when she gets married in the future . Having been classmates for two years, the copper coins and broken silver in the jar add up to four or two taels of money, not much, but it contains the true feelings that Jiang Yan will never forget in her life. Jiang Yan said, "The most difficult thing in life is to choose. Sometimes it only takes one reason to give up, but it takes more courage to stick to it. No matter what, Ayu was so happy with you, but you easily forgot your kindness and gave up on her." , it¡¯s not me you should apologize for.¡± No longer looking at Xie Jin's expression, Jiang Yan turned around and left the tea house, and walked into the ray of spring light projected in front of the steps. On the seventh day of February, there was only one day before the entrance examination at the Gongyuan Academy. Because it was the exam season, Yingtian Mansion was full of people, and it was a bit more bustling than usual. Scholars from all over the imperial capital could be seen coming and going with their book baskets and bags on their backs, some asking for directions, some For those who are looking for a place to stay, there are many temporary bookstores beside the road, selling the copied imperial examination questions and annotations over the years, attracting scholars to browse and buy, and the officials who patrol the city are often evacuated to avoid excessive congestion. What's more, even in the gambling workshop, there are people who quietly bet on the big talents ? If it is said that the hottest dish is the No. 1 dish launched by major restaurants, most scholars want to try it for auspiciousness. Jiang Yan didn't have much interest in these customs, but Fu Li was extremely caring. He ordered a table of No. 1 Scholar's Dinner at Shangshan Zhai early on, and specially set aside half a day to accompany her to eat to win the prize. Arriving at Shangshanzhai, Jiang Yan was almost squeezed into paper pieces by the diners coming and going, but in the chaos, Fu Li grabbed her wrist in time, said "Follow tight", and squeezed out with his body He came one way and dragged her up to the private room on the second floor. The private room was much cleaner, and the waiter quickly served the dishes. Jiang Yan took a closer look and felt dumbfounded. It turns out that the so-called "No. 1 Scholar Meal" is nothing more than: "Gold List Title" pig trotters, "Golden Jade Mantang" money eggs, "Liyue Longmen" sweet and sour fish, "Chunwei High School" Mantangchun, "Magpie Lianlian" Stewed Suckling Pigeon, " Stir-fried spring bamboo shoots of "Back and High", plus a jar of fine wine "Zhuangyuanhong", it can be said to be very suitable for the occasion. Jiang Yan looked at a table of festive dishes, not knowing where to start, so she leaned over to face it.?. This time, Jiang Yan's small room was not isolated alone, but juxtaposed with many men, at the easternmost end of the house. Although the house is separated, the sound insulation of the walls is not good. Jiang Yan can even hear the slight coughing sound from the next room After checking the number plate, Jiang Yan rested on a bed made of wooden boards. For some reason, an hour later, her stomach was overwhelmed and she became dizzy. She just thought it was because she didn't sleep well last night, and planned to close her eyes for a while, but after closing her eyes, the symptoms not only didn't get better, but became more serious. When she opened her eyes and closed her eyes, she was spinning like a dizzy top, without any strength . I feel uncomfortable in my stomach, maybe I am tired of drinking chicken soup, and I caught the cold because of the sudden cold weather. Something will happen sooner or later if this goes on, Jiang Yan struggled to get up, dazedly went to touch the medicine bottle in the bag, but there were antipyretic pills, bruise ointment, wind-cold medicine, and summer-heat pills in the small medicine box. There has never been a cure for dizziness and vomiting. Jiang Yan took a wind-cold pill indiscriminately, and just swallowed it, and vomited it together with the chicken soup into the wooden barrel with a wow. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: emm 1 piece Thanks to the little angel who voted [Bazooka]: Bai Qi¡¯s heart and soul 1 piece Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 26 bottles of Han Hao Zhi Leng, 10 bottles of 25500087, 10 bottles of Bai Qi's heart and liver, and 5 bottles of Big White Rabbit Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 66 ? The Gong Yuan is under strict management. When Jiang Yan was admitted to the hospital, the head nurse specially transferred from the palace searched her body. Even her underwear had to be taken off inch by inch to check if she was hiding anything It was unexpected to be sick this time. On the way, if you report to the examiner to ask for medical treatment, most of them will make a note on the roster. If the condition is serious, you will be disqualified from taking the test. Having come to this point, Jiang Yan couldn't wait another three years, so she gritted her teeth. Fortunately, after vomiting, the churning in the abdomen subsided a lot, but the head was still dizzy. She rinsed her mouth with clear water and slapped the cold water on her cheeks. When her body regained some strength, she took down another partition and put it together to form a bed. sleep on the board. The second day was the first exam. Jiang Yan was supposed to be the best at the Four Books and Five Classics and rhymes, but because of her physical discomfort, half of the writing had double shadows, and her thoughts were not as flexible as usual. The writing stopped until night fell, most of the examinees had already handed in the papers, but Jiang Yan still had unwritten rhymes, and her underwear was soaked in cold sweat. The examiner probably also saw her pale lips and cold sweat on her forehead, and didn't urge her to do anything, but ordered someone to put a candle on her desk. This is the last time limit. If the candle is burned out and the paper is not finished, the examiner will force him to hand in the paper. On the first watch, the candlestick weeps, and in the cool night, the last candlelight is wiped out in the chilly spring breeze. Jiang Yan made the last stroke and handed in the paper, holding her drowsy head for a long time without regaining consciousness. No one knows better than her that she must have failed the first test. There were rustling noises from next door, inspectors coming and going, the gaping bright moon hung on the tip of the tree, casting mottled and frosty moon shadows in the tribute courtyard. Jiang Yan propped her forehead, bit her lower lip with deep tooth marks, and her jaw shook slightly. She sat and stood for a long time in the cool and watery night, took a few deep breaths to finally calm down, got rid of distracting thoughts, and forced herself to devote all her energy to the next in two exams. This is a game. If she wins two out of three rounds, maybe she still has a chance. Fortunately, there will be a two-day break between each exam. Although candidates cannot leave the Tribute Academy, they have relatively free time for activities. Jiang Yan applied for medical treatment as soon as possible, and in the afternoon, an old doctor carrying a medicine box came to the tribute courtyard accompanied by the supervisory censor and inspectors. The examiner read out the regulations, ordering the two parties not to make any redundant gestures or eye contact. "When did the symptoms start?" The old doctor took the pulse and asked while pinching his beard, "What did you eat in the past two days?" Jiang Yan thought for a moment, and answered one by one according to the facts. The imperial physician looked at his expression, let out a soft 'huh', and asked again: "Have you been tired of studying hard lately, getting up early and going to bed late?" Jiang Yan recalled that she did not have a proper rest in the past two months to prepare for the exam and read at night, so she nodded. "Overwork, wind and cold entering the body at night, and dizziness caused by messy eating, usually it will be cured in a few days, and it is not a problem." The old doctor did his duty, and although the other party knew the pulse was a woman, he didn't say much, just Sighed, "Don't worry, just take the medicine and it will be fine, pay attention to rest and keep warm." What the imperial physician said was true. Jiang Yan took the medicine and woke up refreshed after a night's sleep. The next two exams went well. It's just the first defeat, the future is bleak, no matter how good luck is, it can only be resigned to fate. On February 15th, the test will be completed. ? On the early morning of February 16, the gates of the Tribute Courtyard were opened, the roadblocks were cleared, and hundreds of candidates, old and new, left the examination room of the Ministry of Rites one after another. ?It has been cool for a few days, and it is raining in the spring today. Many candidates have never brought umbrellas, and they all crowded under the gate steps of the Ministry of Rites to shelter from the rain, or ran around with their sleeves up in embarrassment. Jiang Yan came out with a heavy package on her back, squeezed through the crowd, and saw a person standing not far in front of the etiquette department. He was dressed in a brocade robe and a big black hat, his eyes were hidden in the shadow of the brim of the hat. Through the smoky rain, he couldn't see his face clearly, but Jiang Yan still recognized him at a glance¡ª¡ªFu Li. He was holding a dark yellow oil-paper umbrella, never wore a knife, and his figure was as tall and straight as a pine tree. His gaze fell steadily on the entrance of the ceremony gate, searching for something among the candidates coming and going to take shelter from the rain. Suddenly, his eyes met Jiang Yan's, his eyes lit up, and he strode towards her holding a paper umbrella. At that moment, the smoke and rain in Jiang Yan's eyes dissipated, and the apprehension and worry in her heart dissipated instantly, right and wrong success or failure were all forgotten, and her eyes and heart were filled with the appearance of Fu Li breaking through the wind and rain and welcoming him steadily. Among the hundreds of candidates, she was the only one who was waiting and greeted. As soon as she stepped down the steps, a wide paper umbrella blocked her head. The rules in the palace were strict, and Fu Li didn't show much intimacy, he just took the heavy burden from her shoulders and said in a low voice, "Let's go." "Huh? Why are there Jinyiwei?" "It should be this little Juren's brother, relative or friend" theYan Yan waited across the street, and casually asked him about this while chatting. Unexpectedly, Fu Li also shook his head, saying: "It's not me." "Strange." Jiang Yan became more and more puzzled, thinking: Or maybe it was Wu Mianxue and Wei Jinghong? After all, it was for Ayu's own good, so Jiang Yan put the matter aside for the time being and didn't think about it any more. On the second day, the apricot list was released, and there was a crowd of people from Yingtianfu. Many people had asked their connections to inquire about the list in advance, but Jiang Yan sat calmly on the swing in the courtyard, letting peach blossoms sprinkle all over her body, and didn't even leave the door. She didn't know what kind of mood she should face. Fu Li didn't intend to go to see the list. After all, in his opinion, Jiang Yan was either the first or the second. However, there are a little less official business today, after the handover, I passed by the city wall outside the palace gate, and happened to meet someone from the Ministry of Rites holding an apricot list and going to post it. After walking a few steps, he paused, thought for a while, and finally turned back, relying on a majestic brocade robe and official robe, he smoothly squeezed into the front row of the crowd watching the announcement. Soon, the staff of the Ministry of Rituals had posted the apricot list, Fu Li raised his head, and his eyes went straight to the number one on the list. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yan was not at the top of the list. It's not Huiyuan, the second and third are also good. Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, and looked down again, but the more he looked, the colder his face became. He seemed unbelievable, took a step forward, and read the list of the ten people in the front row from beginning to end Still no Jiang Yan. ?Suddenly remembered Jiang Yan's fatigue and hesitation on the day after the exam, Fu's heart tightened, and he looked back. Among the twenty, there is no Jiang Yan. Among the thirty, there is still no Jiang Yan Whyis this the case? In the small courtyard outside Chang'an Street, Jiang Yan was swinging carelessly on the swing until the door was pushed open with a bang, and the spring breeze swept the fallen flowers into the courtyard, dancing like butterflies. Fu Li was dressed in an official robe and had no time to change. He stood at the door with unsteady breathing, his chest heaved rapidly, and his deep eyes were fixed on Jiang Yan, as if he had a thousand words to say, and the waves were turbulent. Jiang Yan was calmer than him, she touched the ground with her toes, and stopped the swaying swing. She knew what Fu Li was shocked about, and also knew what he was going to ask, so she only tilted her head slightly, and asked with a light smile, "Did I fail?" She asked this sentence so calmly, hiding all her sorrows, Fu Li only felt the pain in his heart, and wished he could run over and hug her tightly. In fact, he did the same. The wind swept away the remaining flowers, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, Fu Li's hasty pace brought up the falling flowers, and tightly embraced Jiang Yan's body in his arms. The dark cloak was raised and lowered, and he was emotional. After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Fifty-seven." The swing rope was tied, but Jiang Yan didn't care about it, she was stunned for a long time, her crimson lips were half parted, and she let out a long smile with a long sigh of relief: "Fifty-seven? Not too bad, luckily I didn't fail the ranking. " ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù I've been busy for a while, so the update is a bit late, sorry~ Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of elder brother under the hawthorn tree, 1 bottle of winter wine, 1 bottle of Tinglan Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 67 ? "What happened?" Fu Li let go of his hand, looked at Jiang Yan and said, "This shouldn't be your real level." The golden bees and butterflies were making noise on the branches, but Jiang Yan just smiled and shook her head, and said lightly: "As long as you can enter the palace test, what difference does it make whether you will be number one or fifty-seven?" Feeling that there must be something hidden in this matter, Fu Li was worried that something unexpected happened to her during the few days in the examination room, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Could someone deliberately make things difficult for you?" He turned around and said, "I'll go to the Imperial Academy to check the test papers." "Hey, Fu Li!" Jiang Yan quickly grabbed his wrist, and stopped in a low voice, "There is no problem with the test paper, it is my problem." Fu Li paused, and slowly turned back. "During the Four Books and Five Classics exam, I happened to be sick, so I lost the first round." Knowing that Fu Li was worried about herself, Jiang Yan could only make herself smile brighter, stretched out her hand and turned his body to face her, and immediately Leaning gently in his arms, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat, he comforted, "Fortunately, it was a false alarm, I am still a Gongshi on the list." Obviously she was the one who failed in the examination room, but she still wanted to comfort herself in turn. Fu Xin felt even more distressed, and frowned and asked, "Why did you suddenly get sick?" "The doctor said he was sick from overwork, probably because he hasn't slept well for several days in a row." Jiang Yan spoke halfway, her voice muffled in his arms, as if she was acting like a spoiled child. Fu Lixuan's heart was completely relieved, and he hugged Jiang Yan back and said, "What I am worried about is not your ranking, but I am afraid that someone will take the opportunity to tamper with the ranking and make you wronged for nothing." "I know." Jiang Yan said, "It's okay, don't worry." The two embraced each other quietly, letting flowers fall from the branches, sprinkled all over their shoulders, dotted with soft peach powder. This time Huiyuan is a Juren in his thirties in Shuntian Mansion. The best scorer in Yingtian Mansion is Cheng Wen who is third, followed by Ji Xuan who is 16th, 19th, 23rd, The forty-one were all from the Guozijian, and the fifty-seventh was Jiang Yan. After Jiang Yan, there were six other tributes. For some reason, Wei Jinghong, who was always good at learning, failed the ranking. Confucian scholars who are on the list will usually come to the door to thank their mentor in person, even if they are far away and cannot meet each other, they will send a letter of good news. When Jiang Yan returned to the doctor's hall of the Imperial College, Cen Siye and Xun Siye were admonishing Wei Jinghong. Cen Siye's face was ashen, staring at Wei Jinghong, who was holding a paper fan and looking cynical, he hated iron and said: "I thought that with your level, you could be a Jinshi at least, but who knows that you even passed the imperial examination?" How can the old man explain to Wei Yushi that the threshold cannot be crossed?" As soon as Cen Siye's words fell, Xun Siye continued: "We have gone to the Imperial Academy to check your paper. The level of the paper is not as good as your usual. It should be that you didn't put your heart into it and deliberately failed the exam." Cen Siye shouted: "Speak! Why do you want to do this?" "Calm down, you two officers! Guozijian has a lot of talents in the list this year, and there are many students like this. Besides, the father, brother and uncle of the students are all officials of the court and China. I really don't have the mood to join in the fun." Facing Wei Jinghong was not afraid of Cen Siye's dark face, he still smiled and said, "What students want in life is to be a rich and idle person." As the saying goes, "Don't hit the smiling face with your hand", Cen Siye was angry with himself for a long time, and finally he just stretched out his hand to point at the door, and said coldly, "Get out!" Wei Jinghong couldn't get what he wanted, so he immediately bowed his hands and left, squinting his peach blossom eyes to go out, and bumped into Jiang Yan who was walking towards him. Wei Jinghong flicked his folding fan, the word "married" was clearly visible on the fan, and said with a smile, "Congratulations to senior high school!" Jiang Yan's eyes fell on his fan, and she immediately understood that the happy event of the two people in "Jinghong Treading Snow" seemed to be approaching, so she nodded and replied: "We are happy together." Passing by Wei Jinghong, Jiang Yan entered the doctor's hall, served tea to the two ministers, and announced the good news. Although the failure of the exam is not good news for her, but it is rare, Xun Siye did not accuse her of falling in the ranking, but comforted her: "Life is alive, there will always be twists and turns, you don't have to panic, prepare for the day after tomorrow." palace test." Cen Siye was still angry about Wei Jinghong's matter, he let out a long sigh, and said to Jiang Yan in a slow tone: "The transcript of the 'Current Affairs Policy Theory' of the palace examination for nearly twenty years has been stored in the classics building, you and your brothers can go together Go study, the difficulty of this year's palace exam is the same as in previous years, it is of great benefit to read more and think more." With confidence in her heart, Jiang Yan bowed her head and said 'yes'. Xun Siye added: "I have inquired about the sky on the day of the imperial examination from the Taichang Temple. It should be a clear sky and a warm spring. Since Gong students are all taking the open-air examination, after getting the examination questions, you need to take advantage of the sun before it is hot." Start writing as soon as possible, and wait until noon, when the sun is fierce, it is not conducive to thinking." the"It's a joke. " "It's a perfect match." Fu Li corrected her words in a low voice. Feeling his scorching gaze, Jiang Yan glanced at him with her eyes on the wine jar, then at him again, and couldn't help asking: "Master Xiao Fu, why are you always looking at me?" Fu Li stared at her for a while, then took a step back suddenly, stood in the shadow of the corner of Moonwatch Tower, raised his chin slightly towards her, and motioned: "Come here." Not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling, Jiang Yan walked over suspiciously: "What are you going to do?" Before he finished speaking, Fu Li grabbed her hand and pushed her into the shadow under the eaves, leaned over and kissed her lips. The night sky is dark blue, the river of stars is turning, and the sea of ??lights in Yingtianfu is like a torch. The bustling streets were still alive, but no one noticed that in the shadows, there was a pair of Bi people embracing each other quietly, exchanging a kiss with the fragrance of apricot blossoms and wine on the quiet high-rise. The kiss was long and long, and Fu Li's eyes were as deep as the sea when they parted. He said, "Jiang Yan, I'll take you to a place." Half an hour later, Jiang Yan came out of the ready-to-wear shop on East Street wearing a pine-colored pipa-sleeve jacket embroidered with silver flowers and a pomegranate red pleated skirt. Her long hair was tied loose, and she only wore a simple bun on the top of her head. Her face was facing the sky, but her skin was white and her lips were red. Jiang Yan hadn't worn a girl's skirt for a long time, and Jiang Yan turned around a little uncomfortable, and the skirt was gently unscrewed like a red lotus blooming, reflecting her smile brightly. Jiang Yan asked: "Okay, why buy me clothes?" "It's very inconvenient for you to swim with me in men's clothes." Fu Li couldn't help but took a step forward and took her hand, whispering his long-cherished wish, "No matter what happens in the future, at least tonight, I want to hold my hand." The 'water of misfortune' swaggered through the market." After all, he rarely showed a smile, clasped his fingers like ice and snow melting, declaring his sovereignty, and unscrupulously dragged Jiang Yan into the crowded night market. The bright moon in the sky, the lights in the world, the non-stop pipa and the sound of drums, the young man in a military robe holding the hand of the girl in the red skirt, shuttles freely in this bustling bustle that has lasted for thousands of years. Tonight there are no Jin Yiwei, no female students, no fights, no fame, no crisis, no grievances There is only a pair of young lovers holding hands and smiling like spring. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù The materials prepared by the businessmen are the ancient version of "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation"~ Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Mianmian, 3 bottles of elder brother under the hawthorn tree, 1 bottle of winter wine Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 68 ? ? On the third day of March, in the Wenhua Hall, the officials who read the scrolls knelt down to welcome the emperor and the prince. The spirit of spring is strong, but the old emperor's hair on the temples is like frosted autumn grass, dry and scarce, his wrinkled eyelids are drooping, leaving only a narrow eye slit, and he is staring at the imperial scholars kneeling in front of the court. The official of the Ministry of Rites said in a hoarse voice, "Get up." After finishing speaking, he sat down tremblingly under the support of the personal eunuch and the prince, leaned on the carved dragon chair, and rolled two Wenwan walnuts with his thin five fingers, turning a blind eye to the prince who personally served the tea, and could only preach weakly : "Let's get started." Seeing that his father didn't look at him too much, Zhu Wenli had no choice but to gently put the hot tea on the food table in front of the dragon chair, then stepped aside and stood with his head bowed. Sizheng, the spring is just right, and the examiner begins to read the papers. The papers selected this time are all the outstanding ones selected by a group of great scholars, and almost the top three are scheduled. As for who is the first and who is the second, the emperor will personally decide after reading the papers. In the past, these matters were handed over to the queen and the prince to take care of them, but this year, for some reason, the emperor was so interested in the palace examination that he came to the Wenhua Palace to listen to the papers in person. In this way, the examiner was even more cautious, solemnly picked up the first paper, and read it clearly and loudly. This test paper is recognized by everyone as the best, with sharp and unique insights, rigorous and fluent language, and more than a thousand words of eloquence. Seriously, I hope that the Holy Spirit will appreciate and cherish talents. Unexpectedly, halfway through the reading, the emperor Youyou, who had just closed his eyes and dozed off, opened his eyes and said, "Submit it here for me to see." The examiner thought that the emperor was impressed by the talent of the tribute student, got up quickly, and presented the blurred paper with both hands, and then passed it to the emperor through the hand of the close old eunuch. The old eunuch put the whisk in his belt, knelt down with the scroll in both hands, and used his body as a case to unfold the scroll with elegant handwriting for the emperor to watch. Standing behind the emperor, Zhu Wenli saw this majestic current affairs policy article with lowered eyes, and his heart moved. He has only seen such a clean and beautiful Xingkai twice, but each time he was deeply impressed Besides her, who else can write such elegant characters and make such articles that point out the current problems? But it may not be a good thing to show your sharpness at this time. Zhu Wenli watched the emperor's expression calmly, and secretly sweated for Jiang Yan in his heart. The emperor didn't show any emotion, just glanced at the handwriting on the scroll, and then said in a muddy and old voice: "This scroll is not allowed, it's down." This paper is top-notch in terms of writing and knowledge, but for some reason, the emperor, who has always been indifferent to the world of mortals, has made the final decision this time, withdrawing as soon as he said it! "This" The examiner and the grand scholars were a little embarrassed, and subconsciously glanced at the prince. Zhu Wenli hurriedly took a step forward, saluted and said: "Father, the talents of pillars and beams are the lifeblood of the country, you should read other papers before deciding whether to abolish it or not!" The Hanlin Bachelor followed closely, and asked after consideration: "Your Majesty, I'm dull, I don't know what's wrong with this answer sheet? Please tell your Majesty clearly. On the day when the list is released, I can give the scholars an explanation." All officials seconded. The emperor just turned the Wenwan walnut in his hand rustlingly, his tilted head shook uncontrollably slightly, as if he was showing signs of hemiplegia. The sun was rising high, and the sun cautiously slanted in from outside the hall, but it still couldn't dispel the coldness inside the hall that had lasted for thousands of years. I don't know how long I waited, I only know that the birds on the stone steps outside the hall came and went, the light and shadow changed quietly, and fine cold sweat oozes from the foreheads of everyone, only then did I hear the emperor who was crooked in the dragon chair cough heavily, and his chest Made a 'ho ho' noise, and said very slowly: "The identity of the person answering the paper is inappropriate." Hearing this, all the officials were puzzled, and there were murmurs of discussion in the hall for a while. Only Zhu Wenli guessed: Father must have recognized Jiang Yan's handwriting and deliberately suppressed it. After all, in his opinion, no matter how capable Jiang Yan is, Daming's No. 1 scholar cannot be a woman The Hanlin scholar paid homage to the Son of Heaven again, and asked, "Your Majesty, the examination papers of all the tribute students have been anonymized. We don't know the name of the master of this policy. I don't know why Your Majesty is certain that this person's identity is inappropriate? If you really don't Well, it should also be handed over to Ruan Shangshu to check whether there are any criminals in the three generations of his ancestors before making a decision. I implore Your Majesty to think twice, and don't miss the talents of the pillars with your own thoughts." The emperor naturally couldn't tell the real reason. ?Last time at the Lu Ming Banquet, although he acquiesced to Jiang Yan's admission to the official position, he only allowed Jiang Yan to take the exam as a man, and ordered the court to keep silent. The existence of Jiang Yan has become an open secret in the palace examination to verify the identity of Gongsheng's ancestral home, but no one dares to put it on the table.I know. If I really fail the ranking, it's okay, I have done my best, and I have a clear conscience. Ayu's matter, it is necessary to spend more effort on "surrounding Wei and saving Zhao". " Judging from her tone, it seems that she still has a second hand. Fu Li asked, "What's the plan?" "The plan has some twists and turns, some difficulties, maybe" Maybe, there are some dangers. Jiang Yan thought about it for a second, but she didn't want to go on. She twitched the horse's buttocks with a willow stick, forcing the horse to gallop, and quickly left Fu Li behind on the mountain road, and hearty laughter came from afar: "I'll tell you when you come back from a business trip¡ª" The sky was high and the clouds were clear, the two mountains were majestic, and the green mountains and green waters, Fu Li watched her galloping towards her figure, couldn't help laughing, and slapped the horse's buttocks with the back of his knife to keep up. After noon, the mountain road became steeper and narrower, Jiang Yan had no choice but to dismount from his horse with Fu Li, tied the horse in the forest, and walked the last section of the mountain road on foot. At this time, the trees are dense, the branches and leaves cover the sky and the sun, and all the sunlight is shaded, and even the birds are silent. Such a quiet and desolate deep mountain and wild forest is indeed not a good place for an outing. If it wasn't for Fu Li's company and courage, Jiang Yan would definitely have to go back home. "Fu Li, why did you bring me to this remote and deep forest?" Her temples were wet with sweat, panting as she followed Fu Li, who was striding like flying, and jokingly said, "It's not because you want to treat me" Having said that, she raised her eyebrows, with a look that could only be understood but could not be expressed in words. Fu Li didn't know what to think of, his ears were reddish, he stared at her in disbelief, and said after a long while, "What are you thinking about? After reading sage books for several years, why are you still full of frivolous words?" Jiang Yan laughed loudly: "I didn't say anything, I'm afraid you have ghosts in your heart, and your mind is full of frivolous images?" "Go back and deal with you!" Fu Li said fiercely with his head sideways. He didn't know if it was the heat or something else, but one of his ears was even more red, and the surroundings were so quiet for a while that there was only the slight sound of footsteps on the path. After a while, Fu Li said in a low voice, "I'll bring you to meet someone." "Meet someone??" Jiang Yan was shocked: In this kind of place? ! Just as his hair stood on end, Fu Li stopped and said towards a certain place ahead: "Here we are." There are evergreen pines and cypresses, towering ancient trees, and there is a raised stone barrier ten feet away in front of it. In front of the stone barrier stands a solemn long stele, on which are engraved with the words "Tomb of the Fu Family Group". And a few feet away behind the stele, stands a lonely tomb. Jiang Yan walked forward with Fu Li, and only when she stood in front of the tomb did she recognize the words on the tombstone: Tomb of the late wife Fu Su. The breeze blew by, taking away Jiang Yan's messy thoughts. She was silent for a while before she said in a daze, "This is" "My mother. Before I met you, she was the woman who treated me best in this world." As he spoke, Fu Li knelt down on one knee, carefully brushing off the dust and fallen leaves on the cold stone tablet, with a serious and sacred expression, hanging down With low eyes, he said, "I can't take you back to Fu's house to meet your father for the time being, and I don't want to wrong you, so I will bring you to my mother first." In an instant, countless emotions emerged in Jiang Yan's heart, some were touched, some were distressed, and there was a trace of sourness Looking at his lonely figure kneeling on one knee, Jiang Yan suddenly understood: It turned out that Fu Li, who seemed invulnerable to swords and guns, was not really omnipotent. He also has wounds and weaknesses, but they are hidden very deeply and revealed inadvertently, which makes people feel more distressed. Seeing that Jiang Yan was silent, Fu Li raised his eyes and said softly: "Don't be afraid. Don't mind bringing you here without authorization." He obviously misunderstood her silence. Jiang Yan shook her head with a smile, said nothing, just raised her skirt and kowtowed three times solemnly towards Fu Su's tombstone. A bird on the treetop flew across the sky, and flew towards the majestic palaces of Yingtian Mansion. At noon, the dispute in Wenhua Palace had come to an end. Fu Shoufu, who was temporarily invited to adjudicate, looked at the answer sheet with his name blurred in his hand, pondered for a long time, and then closed the paper and said: "In my humble opinion, the abolition and removal of the name is indeed too heavy, it is better to go from the first to the third, and to be the third." A Tanhualang in name only, he doesn¡¯t have to worry about the ups and downs of the dynasty, and he can satisfy His Majesty¡¯s heart, so he is worthy of this talent.¡± ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Good night everyone~ Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Bai Qi's sweetheart, 10 bottles of emm, 10 bottles of Pooh, 5 bottles of elder brother under the hawthorn tree, and 1 bottle of Mu Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 69 ? In the deep forest, the pines and cypresses are green, it is the season when the grass grows and the warbler flies, but there is no weed in Fu Su's tomb, it should be that someone comes to clean the tomb regularly. Looking at the biography engraved on the tombstone, Fuli's mother was less than thirty years old when she died of illness, and it was the age when a woman was most youthful and vigorous, and she was never able to defeat the curse of "a beautiful woman with a poor life". On the way down the mountain, the atmosphere was a little quiet. Standing beside Fu Li, Jiang Yan looked at his perfect heroic profile, and suddenly asked, "Isn't Lingtang beautiful?" Unexpectedly, she just said that, Fu Li seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then said softly: "It is indeed beautiful. However, I don't remember her face very well, and I can only remember a little bit when I see the portrait occasionally." "Life is short, life and death are life and death, you don't have to be sad." Jiang Yan patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and asked, "Why do you think of bringing me to see your mother at this time? Look, in a hurry, I didn't even prepare for the meeting ceremony." "When you pass through the door, it's the best gift for her." Fu Li's face relaxed a lot, unlike before, he said slowly, "When you see my mother, let's count it as an engagement to me. If you dare to regret your marriage in the future, beware of my mother coming to you." When he said this, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile. As they walked forward, the dense overlapping branches and leaves gradually spread out above the two of them, and the sun shone down, casting a layer of warmth on his face. "Don't scare me." Jiang Yan put her hands behind her back, looked at him and said, "Your mother has left the mortal body and transformed into a fairy. Even if she really came to me, she should be a fairy!" Fu Li sneered: "You have a sweet mouth." Walking out of the dense shade of trees, two horses are grazing on the winding path, the wild flowers are fragrant, and the outline of Yingtianfu City in the distance is clearly visible under the clear sky. Jiang Yan rolled her eyes, and suddenly leaned over to Fu Li's ear and said, "Is my mouth sweet? Haven't you already tasted it?" The breeze came slowly, these words were as light as a feather passing through his heart, taking advantage of the moment when Fu Li was stunned, the perpetrator had already left quickly, and ran away with a smile. ? Responding to eating at the restaurant in Tianfu, it happened to be the time when the traffic on the street was the busiest. In the city, they were not allowed to ride horses unless they were on official business, so the two had to lead the horses on foot. When passing by the restaurant, I happened to see four or five men in martial robes coming out of the building, all flushed and drunk, thinking about which gentle town to go to for entertainment. They didn't know which brothel was mentioned, they laughed and staggered onto the street, but when they looked up, they bumped into Fu Li and Jiang Yan walking towards them. Seeing Fu Li, those people immediately sobered up from the wine, and they didn't dare to let out their breath. They stood staggeringly, clasped their fists together and said, "Lord Baihu!" Fu Liben was arguing with Jiang Yan, but immediately stopped laughing when he heard the words, put on a serious and frosty face, subconsciously stood up straight with his saber in his hands, and asked with an 'um', "What are you doing?" "Drink No, the subordinates are preparing to go to the school field for practice!" The man who was still clamoring for "drunk and gentle country" said sincerely. "Very good." Fu Li looked at the drunken faces of the few people and ordered coldly, "Then quickly go back to the house to practice, and let Zhang You watch over the time for you. You are not allowed to leave the house for half a step before the two hours of practice are over. .¡± "Yes!" Everyone answered honestly, and stood by the road again, bowing and clasping fists to send Fu away. The scent of shortbread floated in the air, Jiang Yan winked behind her and asked, "Hey, is that your subordinate?" There were so many people on the road, and Jiang Yan stumbled while leading the horses, Fu Li took the reins from her palm, and each of them led the two horses with an 'um' sound. "Can't tell, they are quite afraid of you." Jiang Yan laughed again to herself, "You know what, Fu Li, just now you suddenly lowered your serious face, and you are more and more similar to Cen Siye .¡± With a icy smile on Fu Li's face, he looked at the crowd in front of him, and said in a slow tone: "I'm still young, if I don't have prestige, they won't accept discipline, and it will be difficult to do things." He spoke calmly, but for some reason, Jiang Yan tasted a bit of weather-beaten heaviness. She couldn't help slowing down, scratching her temples and asking, "You must have suffered a lot when you first joined Jinyiwei?" There was obvious worry in her tone, and that soft love was enough to heal all pain. Fu Li glanced at her and said calmly, "It's all over." Jiang Yan also smiled, nodded to herself and said: "Well, it's all over. If you are an official in the same dynasty in the future, I will have to rely more on Mr. Fu!" "Then you have to be careful." Fu Li said, "If you are obedient, I will cover you; if you are disobedient, I will arrest you and lynch you for interrogation." Hearing this, Jiang Yan laughed out loud, and had no worries for a day. theis his own name. She reacted almost instinctively and stood out against the eyes of everyone. Seeing the people beside her kneeling down like a mountain, she felt complicated for a moment, as if she was in a dream Tanhualang? Why this location? Tanhua Tanhua, although the name sounds nice, but neither talent nor career can compare to the number one scholar and the second place in the list. Few of them can make it to the top. Even if they receive official titles, they are document editors and historians. Compiling the national history books in obscurity It really fulfilled the prophecy of my father's "knife and pen official" at the end of the year. Jiang Yan had no intention of listening to who was the No. 2 and No. 3 biography. After the four prostrations, the ceremonies and music were played, and the deacon posted the yellow list outside the palace gate, and the emperor left without saying a word. On that day, the Gongsheng students went out of the palace to watch the list, and the top three went out of the palace to return to the ranking accompanied by officials from the Ministry of Rites. Most court officials greeted the No. 1 scholar Tan Hua Lang, most of them deliberately chose a good son-in-law to marry, and the No. 2 man was already married, so he was not in the ranks; Jiang Yan had a special status, so naturally he could not get married, but the young and unmarried No. 1 Lang Cheng Wen became a favorite, The court officials who paid homage and congratulations came one after another. Jiang Yan had no time to take care of Cheng Wen, so she left the palace early and returned to her small courtyard. It was deserted in front of the door, except for the congratulatory classmates sent by the Imperial College and the congratulatory gifts from Ruan Shangshu's residence, there were no other guests. But that's fine too, the person Jiang Yan most wants to see and the most congratulations at the moment belong to Fu Li. But holding the wine jar from sunset to dark, Fu Li still never came back. The moon was in the middle of the sky, Xingzi was silent, and the air was already damp and cool. It seemed that Fu Li would not come back tonight. The moonlight shrouded it like a light veil, and fell on an apricot blossom wine jar on the stone table in the courtyard, illuminating a line of small characters on the jar: Bury the apricot blossom wine alone, waiting for one to return. There is no returning home, only the long night, ironing my mind. In the middle of the night, Jiang Yan was wearing a thin spring shirt, leaning against the moonlit window and combing her hair. She was looking at the bright moon slanting in the west in a daze, when she suddenly heard a rustling sound on the corrugated roof, but she still couldn't distinguish the sound. Where did the sound come from? Suddenly, a black shadow fell from the eaves and landed in her courtyard. There was a faint smell of blood in the air. The black figure was obviously injured. When he got up, he staggered and hit the stone table with his back. Bad guy? ! Jiang Yan got up abruptly, subconsciously went to close the window, and just opened her mouth and shouted: "Come on¡ª" The black shadow had already leaned on him, covering his mouth tightly. The smell of blood at the tip of the nose became stronger, mixed with the aroma of wine, forming a strange smell. The masked shadow's eyes were as cold as ice, panting and said in a hoarse voice: "It's me, don't make a sound!" Familiar eyes, familiar voice, the terrifying smell of blood Jiang Yan's pupils shrunk, and she froze by the window, only her heart was sharp and stinging, pounding against her chest. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Xue Rui: I panicked! (Note: Some of the rules and procedures of the Chuanlu part in the article are based on historical data, and some are fabricated by the author, so don¡¯t take it seriously~) Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: ? 16 bottles, 6 bottles of Yunlong, 2 bottles of Dala, 1 bottle of Dongjiu Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Seventy ? Seeing that Jiang Yan had calmed down, the masked man in black let go of his hand, and leaned against the window to pant, with dark red blood dripping down his arm from his fingertips, dripping in twos and threes on the ground. Jiang Yan leaned on the window sill, reached out and tore off his masked triangle scarf, revealing Fu Li's handsome face. In the cool night, she was stunned, her gaze fell on his blood-soaked right arm wound, and she murmured, "Fu Li, what's wrong with you?" At the moment when the veil was pulled off, Fu Li did not resist, but frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to tightly cover the wound on his right arm, gritted his teeth and said, "There is blood under the steps, it needs to be cleaned up immediately" "What time is it, you still care about this little blood!" Jiang Yan stretched out her hand to hold him, her steady hand trembling uncontrollably at this time, "Come in!" "Wait!" Fu Li grabbed her wrist instead, his eyes suddenly became alert. He signaled Jiang Yan to keep quiet, looked at the street in the backyard with wolf-like eyes, listened attentively, and said, "Someone is chasing me, I can't stay here, you Be careful." There were messy footsteps approaching on the street, as if they were coming towards the small courtyard. Jiang Yan's heart tightened, she was really worried about his situation, and tremblingly said: "Wait! Where are you going at this time?" "Their target is me. I will hurt you if I stay here. Be obedient." Fu Li let go of her hand lightly but firmly, and said in a low voice, "When I send the confidential files to Beizhen Fusi, everything will be over. After that, I can come to you tomorrow at the latest." Jiang Yan shook her head: "Listen to the sound of footsteps, there are many people outside, how can you defeat the crowd with one?" As soon as the words fell, there was a violent knocking sound from the front door, and the fire came through the crack of the door. Someone rudely shouted: "The Censor of the Patrolling City is ordered to arrest the traitor! Open the door quickly and be investigated! Open the door quickly and be investigated!" " Without time to say more, Jiang Yan took a deep breath, tried her best to keep calm, and said decisively: "You hide, I will deal with it here." Fu Li opened his lips and did not agree with her being involved. Jiang Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense, she pulled him into the room, and said in a low voice: "Hide it well and don't move." After finishing speaking, she grabbed a coat from the back of the chair and put it on, and wrapped half of it with a hair tie. With dry hair tied on top of his head, he turned around and glanced at Fu Li with deep eyes, then took a deep breath and strode towards the front door. When passing by the broken wine jar beside the stone table, she frowned, knelt down and grabbed a fragment and held it in the palm of her hand. The banging on the door continued, and the shouts of the guards became impatient, and they shouted loudly: "Open the door! Otherwise, you will be punished as harboring criminals!" With a creak, the door was opened from the inside. Wrapped in a robe, Jiang Yan was almost dazzled by the bright torches outside the door. She rubbed her sleepy drunken eyes and yawned, staggered, and said lazily, "My lord, I am not a traitor, I just got drunk just now. You fell down, knocked over the wine jar and made a little movement, will it make you misunderstand that it is an assassin attack?" "That man just fled in your direction! Whether there are assassins or not is up to you!" A middle-aged man in a general's robe pushed aside the soldiers with knives and stood proudly in front of Jiang Yan. He looked at her with blank eyes. This person looks familiar, and it really is a narrow road to Yuanjia. Jiang Yan sneered secretly: Isn't this person Sun Yushi who wronged her for murdering Ruan Yu? After Ruan Yu's case was handed over to Dali Temple, he should have gained a lot of benefits. He colluded with Dali Temple and the Xue family, and temporarily retracted a lot of important evidence, causing Xue Rui to escape justice and Ruan Yu to this day! Sun Yushi obviously noticed something, squinted his eyes, and said with a 'hiss': "You look familiar, are you?" "I am not talented. I am a student of the former Guozijian, and now I am a new candidate for the palace examination, Jiang Yan." After finishing speaking, Jiang Yan cupped her hands and bowed. Sun Yushi let out a long 'oh'. He rolled his eyes, and suddenly said: "Since we are 'acquaintances', I have to do a thorough investigation!" After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Go in and search!" "Wait!" Jiang Yan stood with her sleeves wrapped around her. Although she was petite, she did not lose her momentum in the slightest. She said in a calm manner, "You can search the house, but do you have any documents for the search and arrest? If not, it is a private matter." Breaking into a private house. Of course, my lord has enforced the law in the capital for many years to protect the safety of one side, so I must understand this little rule." "You are a girl, if it wasn't for the sage's kindness to set a precedent for you, you would dare to pretend that Tanhua talked to me like this?" Sun Yushi sneered, "Extreme situations should be dealt with in an extraordinary way, and it is important to catch the thief! If nothing else No way, I'm the only one asking questions! Search!" Sun Yushi refused to accept softness and toughness, and the soldiers under him even pretended to be powerful and swarmed in. Jiang Yan was squeezed aside by them, her eyes turned cold, she unconsciously hid the hand holding the fragments of the wine jar behind her back, and swiped hard. &nbAnti-inflammatory medicine, sprinkle with powder, and then carefully wrap the bandage. In the middle of the journey, Jiang Yan was in pain, and she wanted to withdraw her hand a few times, but Fu Li comforted her in a low voice: "Be patient, it will be fine in a while." He has always been aloof and arrogant, and it is rare for him to serve others in such a humble manner. The worry and depression in Jiang Yan's heart dissipated a little, and she looked at the neatly wrapped bandages on her palm and said, "What happened in Chuzhou? Why did someone chase you down?" ?¡± "Recently, the private salt business in Chuzhou has been rampant, and I was ordered to investigate." The morning light broke, lighting up a dark room, Fu Li's face was cold, and he said a shocking secret, "During the period, the secrets between the governor of Chuzhou and the minister of Dali Temple were intercepted." Only after I received the letter did I know that there was collusion between Dali Temple Minister in the private salt case." The Minister of Dali Temple is a member of the Xue family. When Xue Rui committed a crime, it was the Minister of Dali Temple who commuted the sentence and suppressed him. It is self-evident which backstage is standing behind a small Chuzhou, and it is no wonder that they jumped over the wall desperately to take Fu Li's life. "Hurt people, private salt, the prefect of Chuzhou, the censor of Xuncheng, Dali Temple, the Ministry of punishment What else can't be touched by the Xue family?" It turned out that what was exposed to Jiang Yan was only the tip of the iceberg of the Xue family's darkness, and Under the ice layer is an endless abyss of evil. "Instead of expecting you to be promoted to Qianhu soon, wearing a flying fish suit and an embroidered spring knife, I hope you can live safely." Jiang Yan didn't know how many times she sighed. He said sullenly, "Don't look at me being cynical, but when I see you bleeding, my heart hurts like a knife, and I can't even smile." The red sun was just rising, breaking through the shackles of darkness, and soft light golden sunlight poured in from the window. Jiang Yan said in a low voice, "So, please take care, Mr. Fu. I like to laugh, and I don't like you getting hurt." "Okay." Regardless of the seriousness of his body, Fu Li hugged her back tightly, wishing to integrate her into his own flesh and blood, and never separate again. The two hugged each other quietly, their respective thoughts were difficult to calm down. "Ayan" Fu Li suddenly broke the silence. "" Jiang Yan trembled all over, raised her head abruptly and said, "Justwhat did you call me?" But Fu Li didn't want to repeat it, he just said: "In two days, Xin Ke Jinshi will parade the hairpin flowers in the street, and you are not allowed to take the flowers and handkerchiefs handed over by others." Jiang Yan was still immersed in Fu Li's intimate address, she didn't react for a while, and asked with a smile: "Why?" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Fu Li: They are all called 'Ayan', rounded up to call her 'Lady'! Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [Landmine]: 1 small, 1 red Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Baiqi's heart, 10 bottles of Shanshan, 10 bottles of Ya'er, 10 bottles of Shocking Bird, 3 bottles of Mianmian, 1 bottle of Dala, 1 bottle of Suzuran, 1 bottle of Dongjiu, Qingqing Zijin 1 bottle Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 71 ? ? At the beginning of April in the seventeenth year of Hongchang, the Ministry of Rites presided over the Qionglin Imperial Banquet in the palace, and invited the top three and all Jinshi. ? At the turn of late spring and early summer, the residual red has not yet faded, and the greenery has gradually become stronger. The lotus leaves in the lotus pond are emerging, and gradually stretch out their tender leaf tips. The Qionglin Imperial Banquet was said to be a banquet, but it was more like the first social occasion for scholars to enter the official career. In it, the dignitaries were looking for potential young people¡ªeither to win over the camp, or to marry each other. At the westernmost end of the banquet, seven or eight small table tables were placed far away. The people seated were two young princesses and an unmarried lady from the court. In front of them, they gathered together and looked at the young and handsome civil and military champions and Jinshi with a smile. It's an eyesore, but there is Xue Wanqing who looks like a peacock inside. Jiang Yan is wearing a dark blue round-neck gown with large sleeves, a black gauze hat with drooping wings, and a silver leaf velvet flower gifted by the prince on the brim of the hat, a dark green belt, and soap boots, neat and tidy. At first glance, it is hard to tell whether she is a heroic woman or too delicate pretty boy. Next to Xue Wanqing, there was a gentle-looking girl in light yellow shirt who kept looking at Jiang Yan with her eyes. It must be that some uninformed official lady regarded her as a handsome gentleman and was secretly flirting with her! It's a pity that she is not a man after all, in order to avoid the other party's heart being wronged, Jiang Yan had to get up and leave the table, ready to talk to Cheng Wen. Ruan Yu once helped Cheng Cheng's family. If Cheng Wen remembered his old love and was willing to use the imperial gold medal to reverse Ruan Yu's case, then things would be much easier However, this is just Jiang Yan's hope. She would make enemies with the Xue family and affect her career promotion, so she had no reason to ask Cheng Wen to help her with this. Thinking of this, she walked through the crowd of fragrant clothes and shadows, and under the crabapple tree outside the gate of Wenhua Palace, she saw Cheng Wen, the number one hairpin among the courtiers. He is really different, as if completely reborn. In the past in the Imperial College, Cheng Wen was not handsome because of his shabby clothes, at most he could only be described as 'gentle-looking', but when he was wearing this bright robe of the No. After a while, Jiang Yan suddenly found that his temperament was a little strange It seemed more calm and dazzling, but the decent and humble smile on the corner of his mouth never reached his eyes, so strange that people couldn't guess what was going on in his heart. He patiently greeted every court official, and did not see Jiang Yan who had been standing under the palace wall beside the road for a long time. With so many people surrounding Cheng Wen, Jiang Yan couldn't discuss with him, so she stood for a while and then turned and left. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw Prince Zhu Wenli escorted by two servants. Jiang Yan hurriedly stepped aside to salute. Zhu Wenli also saw her, and there was a slight smile on his solemn face. He held her up with one hand, motioned for her to stand up, and said, "You look decent in this dress." Jiang Yan straightened up and said with a smile, "I'm just praising my minister as His Highness." Zhu Wenli shook his head, seemingly helplessly said: "Qionglin Yuyan, others are busy making friends with powerful people, why did you come here alone?" "Relax." The sun was warm, Jiang Yan squinted her eyes, "Where is Your Highness?" "Relax." Zhu Wenli also said. The two were silent for a while, Cheng Wen in the distance had already left the scene, Jiang Yan suddenly said: "Speaking of which, I should thank Your Highness." Zhu Wenli raised his thick black eyebrows, and said "Oh" in doubt. "Without the secret support of His Highness, I would not be able to get where I am today." Jiang Yan bowed to him with sleeves rolled up, "Thank you." "You can get to where you are today because of yourself and nothing to do with me. If I can really help you, Ruan Yu's case should have been closed by now." Zhu Wenli chuckled and said in a very sincere tone, "Actually , I admire you very much, because you know that not all efforts can be rewarded fairly, but you still go forward regardless of gains and losses, and I and I just see the indifferent eyes of my father, and I am already discouraged Cold ten thousand times." Having said that, he looked at the wind chime hanging under the eaves of the Wenlou, and said thoughtfully: "If it weren't for the empress mother's great efforts to mediate, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to sit in the Eastern Palace." For some reason, Jiang Yan always felt that Zhu Wenli was a little melancholy today. I remember that when I first met Zhu Wenli in the Guozi invigilation class, Jiang Yan was deeply impressed by this gentle young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. She still remembered that when her strategy and theory had won against Fu Li, the astonishment and curiosity on Zhu Wenli's face were vivid and hearty, not at all calm and gloomy as it is now. Jiang Yan knew what he was worried about. The father was not happy, and the biological mother was seriously ill. Once the queen passed away, the emperor might eradicate Xue and Zhang's family, uproot Zhu Wenli's cronies, and re-support King Yun to the throne. After all, King Yun Zhu Wenyu is a talented?To greet, as a greeting. "It turns out that Cheng Wen was the one that Mother Zhao said was delivering medicine to the Ruan Mansion on the first day of each month." Jiang Yan was quite surprised. After all, before Cheng Wenzhong became the number one scholar, his family was quite poor. I don't know where all the money to buy medicines came from However, does he miss Ayu so much, does it mean that the gold medal is hopeful? Just as he was thinking, Cheng Wen had already slowly walked in front of the two of them, cupped his hands at Fu Li and Jiang Yan, and said gently, "Young Master, Miss Jiang." "Brother Yuan Liang, congratulations." Jiang Yan replied. "Congratulations." Cheng Wen smiled slightly. "Are you?" Jiang Yan raised her jaw towards the medicine bag on the door knocker and asked in question. "Ah, those are some folk remedies." Cheng Wen said, "When my sister was in a coma, these medicines were quite effective, so I thought it might help Miss Ruan's illness." "I'm sorry for your troubles. I thank you for Ayu." The sun rolled down the hillside, and the dusk invaded the earth. The servants of the Ruan Mansion went out to hang the lanterns. The lantern bows from a distance. After being silent for an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yan took a breath, and just as she didn't know how to speak, Fu Li who was beside her said what she wanted to say first: "Cheng Wen, if you want, can you lend me the gold medal token for Ruan Yu? " As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yan and Cheng Wen looked at Fu Li at the same time, one was stunned and the other was calm. It was Jiang Yan who was astonished, but Cheng Wen who was calm. He seemed to have expected this a long time ago, but he just slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, obviously smiling, but it didn't look like a smile, and said: "The eldest son wants to use the imperial order to ask the Holy One to thoroughly investigate Xue Rui?" "Yes." Fu Li said, "This is a merciless request" "Sorry, I can't." Cheng Wen still smiled, and revealed a shocking secret flatly, "I'm getting engaged, with the Xue family." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~ Thanks to the little angel who voted [Mine]: It is Cai Cai acridine 1 piece Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 12 bottles of Ya'er, 1 bottle of Mian Mian Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 72 ? With Xue Wanqing engaged? Jiang Yan thought for a moment that she had heard wrong. She looked up at Cheng Wen in astonishment, and saw Cheng Wen's expression was indifferent, and said again: "Sorry, Miss Jiang, I can't help you." "Why Cheng Wen? Anyone can do it, why is it the Xue family?" Jiang Yan really didn't know the handsome young man in front of him, or she had never really known him. Cheng Wen just smiled, and said calmly: "Being married to Xue's family will save me ten years of struggle in my official career. Miss Jiang, why should I give up the opportunity to reach the sky in one step?" Indeed, the Xue family's power is in full swing, and being able to marry the only daughter of the Xue family is tantamount to gaining a firm foothold in the court For some reason, Jiang Yan only felt great irony when these words came out of Cheng Wen's mouth. "Zhuangyuan Lang knew who Ayu was suffering from, but he still chose Xue's family. If so, why did he come to deliver medicine?" Jiang Yan's smile turned cold, "Your medicine can't heal Ayu's grievances." "Miss Jiang, how can someone who has never struggled in the mud understand my feelings? I am so poor and afraid, I don't want to live the old days As for the medicine, it is my heart, after all, Miss Ruan once helped To me." Seeing Jiang Yan's eyes were cold, Cheng Wen cupped his hands and said goodbye, "If Miss Jiang cares, I willnot bother you again." After finishing speaking, he bowed low, turned around and got into a luxurious carriage. The curtain of the carriage was lowered, blocking Cheng Wen's calm and almost indifferent face. "I originally thought that Cheng Wen valued strength of character and valued friendship, but unexpectedly he was defeated by a petty profit and a snail's name." Under the dusky sunset, Jiang Yan stood for a long time in front of the silent Shangshu Mansion, sighing. Fu Li was calmer than her, with eyes that saw the ups and downs of good and evil in the world, he said calmly: "Every year, who is the student of the imperial court who has the talent to help the world? It's just that the original intention was lost in the chaos of the ups and downs at some point." .It is difficult to change the common people, but it is easy to change oneself." Jiang Yan sighed again, struggling: "But I always feel that he shouldn't be such a person." "Everyone has their own aspirations, you can't force them to come. Don't worry about him, I will help you." Fu Li naturally stretched out his hand, and tucked a strand of hair hanging from her temple behind her ear, and said in a low voice, "Go in and visit her." That is, I will wait for you outside." Jiang Yan went to visit her close friend, and it was really inconvenient for Fu Li to go in with her, not to mention the complex situation in the court, and the officials had a lot of restraints in private interviews Thinking about it, Jiang Yan nodded and said: "Well, I'll come as soon as I go." Fu Li made a 'hmm' sound, and hurriedly said the moment she turned around: "In the evening, I will have dinner with you." Jiang Yan paused, and when she looked back, there was a long-lost smile on her face, her eyebrows and eyes curved: "Got it!" Seeing Jiang Yan's back disappear behind the gate of the Ruan Mansion, the gentleness in Fu Li's eyes faded instantly. The last rays of the setting sun disappeared in his eyes, leaving only a chilling silence. He clenched the saber in his hand, and his sharp eyes pierced towards the ridge across the street. As if he had sensed something, he kicked up a stone with the tip of his toe, squeezed it with his fingertips, flicked his fingers, and the stone flew out and hit the corrugated wall, making a crisp clang like a cold knife unsheathed. Behind the ridge of the roof, a black figure frightened like a crow, flashed out, and fled towards the East Street at high speed. From the very beginning, it was faintly felt that someone was spying on him, and it was just as it should be. Fu Li's eyes turned cold, he pointed his toes, and chased after him over the bluestone brick wall. On the other side, when Jiang Yan entered the Shangshu Mansion, she happened to see the family member holding a package of medicinal materials from the door knocker and sending them to the backyard. The medicinal materials that were delivered once a month were brought from outside, and Mother Zhao did not dare to give them to her family without authorization. The girl used it, but she didn't know how to deal with it, so she saw Jiang Yan striding in and said, "Mother, throw this medicine away. I don't know what it is that has deteriorated, it is not suitable for Ayu." The phrase "something that has changed its quality" is a pun, but the sarcasm in it Zhao Nanny doesn't understand. Seeing that Jiang Yan wasn't as bright and cheerful as before, Mammy responded tactfully, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I'll throw it away right away!" Only then did Jiang Yan feel a little more at ease. She stepped up the stone steps and entered Ruan Yu's room, and immediately a lingering smell of medicine lingered at the tip of her nose. The doctor said that if Ruan Yu didn't wake up for a year, the chance of waking up in the future is not very high Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a sore eye socket. "Ayu, do you know that I have won Tanhua?" Jiang Yan moved a small stool and sat down beside Ruan Yu's bed, looking at her quiet and yellow sleeping face, and said with a chuckle, "The prince said, I'll wear it." Shangtan Hualang's clothes were decent, I guess he was trying to make fun of me. Later I went on a horse ride with them, and many people who didn't know my real identity gave me flowers and handkerchiefs, and told Fu Li I have been jealous for a long time! Ayu, do you know, I want to receive it mostFlushed with anger, "How much money does the Ruan family have? What kind of kindness is it? You will become the son-in-law of the Xue family in the future, and you don't have to be confused with the past! Tell you Cheng Wen, you Since you plan to be engaged to me, you are not allowed to look at other women! You can¡¯t even give medicine! You can¡¯t even repay favors!¡± A grown man was reprimanded by a woman in the street, and no one could stand it, but Cheng Wen was like a temperless clay figurine, he just lowered his eyes and said: "Yes, the county lord." The better his temper, the happier Xue Wanqing would be. She glanced sideways at Cheng Wen, only to see that he was dressed in luxurious clothes, but he was handsome and upright, not as shabby as before, with a very good temper and smart In fact, marrying him is not bad. Thinking of this, Xue Wanqing raised her chin and snorted, "Don't think I'm jealous, it's just because my father wants you to be his son-in-law, so I'll give you a little advice! Let me tell you, I can It's not Ruan Yu's unruly vixen and cheap hoof, you'd better serve me carefully! I'm happy, you have a piece of the Xue family's property!" Hearing this, Cheng Wen raised his eyes, his pupils were bottomless. "Yes, thank you, magistrate, for your suggestion." He said with a smile. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 73 ? ?Yiyun Mountain Villa in the western suburbs of Yingtianfu, Xuefu Bieyuan. ? The dusk is getting darker, the lights are just coming on, thick clouds are low and low on the city walls of Yingtianfu, and the rustling of trees can be heard endlessly, as if a storm is coming. In the other courtyard, the sky is not yet completely dark, but the lights under the eaves are like daylight, illuminating the green plantains in front of the steps. There is a tulle lampshade depicting landscapes in the study, and Aunt Miaoman, who is wearing a hanging cloud bun, stands by the lamp, slowly rubbing the ink with her bare hands, while behind the desk, a burly man with short beard is holding a large brush with a wolf hair, writing on the three-foot-long The white paper is swayed vertically and horizontally, and the pen is like a sword, drawing the outline of thousands of miles of mountains and hills. This person is Pingjin Marquis Xue Changqing. Suddenly there was a bang sound, the wind blew open the door leaf, and lifted the hanging curtain in the room. When the curtain fell, a masked man in black bunt appeared quietly behind Xue Changqing, knelt down on one knee, and called out respectfully: " master." The wind blows the curtain, like a beast with teeth and claws. Xue Changqing kept writing, but the Miaoman young aunt put down the ink stick tactfully, bowed her head and retreated with a blessing, and even thoughtfully closed the door for the men to isolate them from the roaring mountain wind outside the courtyard . Only then did Xue Changqing raise his pen to moisten the ink, and said in a forceful voice: "How?" "Reporting to my master, when Cheng Wen came back from the street tour with hairpin flowers today, he went to Ruan Shangshu's mansion." There was a scar on the eyebrows and eyes of the man in black, which looked quite fierce, and he said in a deep voice, "I didn't enter the door, I just took the medicinal materials. Put it at the gate of Shangshu Mansion." "Oh? Send medicine?" Xue Changqing dragged his tone, "It must be for Ruan Shao's sick third daughter, what is her name Ruan" "Ruan Yu." The man in black added, "It's the woman who had trouble with the crown prince last year. His subordinates have checked, and when the third lady Ruan was in the Imperial College, he once favored Cheng Chengwen's younger sister. The medicine, maybe it is to thank the old kindness." Thinking of something, the man in black said again: "But Cheng Wen bumped into Fu Li and Tanhua Jiang Yan of Jin Yiwei at the gate of the Ruan Mansion. The three of them talked about something. Scattered. This subordinate wanted to eavesdrop closely, but Fu Li who was at the side was very vigilant, and his subordinate was caught by him without realizing it for a moment, so he hurriedly pulled away and walked around three streets before getting rid of him." Xue Changqing said 'huh', stopped to look at the steep mountains on the drawing paper, and pointed out: "I heard that Cheng Wen was close to Fu Li before, and Jiang Yan is Fu Li's person, although Cheng Wen I have already abandoned the dark and turned to the bright, and I intend to submit to my Pingjinhoufu, but I still have to guard against it when I think about the past." The man in black was puzzled: "What does the master mean?" "Rui'er is shallow and incompetent. The Xue family needs a reliable man. If Cheng Wen is really devoted to the Xue family, when he is engaged to Wan Qing, he can try to let him take over the Xue family's private business and treat him as Wan Qing's son." Dowry. But what the Marquis is most worried about now is that Cheng Wen has ulterior motives in getting close to the Xue family." Thinking of this, a dark cloud appeared in Xue Changqing's dark eyes, "Isn't the leaker of the Chuzhou private salt case still in your hands? It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, and bring him here immediately, and take this opportunity to test Cheng Wen's loyalty." "Yes!" The man in black took the order. "Wait." Thinking of something, Xue Changqing slowly turned his cold face, and snorted, "I heard from Rui'er that Tanhua Jiangyan has a very close relationship with the third lady of the Ruan family. In the early days of his family, this person will do anything to get into the imperial examination, nine times out of ten it is aimed at Ruier, if she really gets an official in the future, it will be a lot of trouble if she tries to move her." The man in black immediately understood, and raised his murderous eyes: "The master understands what the master means." "Keep an eye on her. If she is honest, then let her go. If she has evil intentions, shoot her! Be careful, don't fall into the trap of others." As he said, Xue Changqing slapped the large brush in his hand on the drawing paper heavily, splashing a little. Withered ink, his complexion was extremely gloomy. Boom¡ª¡ª ?Lightning and thunder, the sound of the wind and the crackling of the bean-sized rain, the night of Yingtianfu came quietly in the wind and rain. Suzaku Street, Hu's Restaurant. At the window of the pavilion on the second floor, Jiang Yan half opened the window, listening to the pattering rain on the eaves, she held her chin and sighed: "Why is it so good, it suddenly rained?" The next moment, a warm cloak fell on her shoulders. Behind him, Fu Li's cold voice came in a low voice: "Don't blow the wind by the window after drinking, be careful not to catch cold." "It's okay, just sobering up." As he spoke, Jiang Yan turned her head and asked, "Fu Li, did you bring an umbrella?" Fu Li shook his head. "How can I go back here!" Jiang Yan said with an 'Oh', frowning. "When the rain stops, I will take you home." "What if it doesn't stop raining tonight?" "There are guest rooms upstairs in the restaurant." Fu Li replied smoothly. the?, rubbed her eyes, and called out in a trembling voice in disbelief: "Third Miss, youyou're awake!" She stood up a little at a loss, touched Ruan Yu's hair for a while, touched her cheeks for a while, her eyes were instantly wet and red, and she choked up and said, "I am I dreaming? Girl, girl, you woke up Really? Look at me, girl!" Ruan Yu just stared straight, didn't speak or move, even stopped breathing. Seeing her breathless appearance, the surprise on Zhao Mama's face faded instantly, she shook her lips, gently shook Ruan Yu's shoulders, and cried, "Girl, what's wrong with you! If you wake up Just talk, don't scare Mammy!" "Come here! Come here!" Mother Zhao broke down and yelled, her voice was drowned in the sound of the rain, she seemed weak, "Young lady woke up, call the doctor!" With a hoot, Ruan Yu, who had held her breath, suddenly coughed out a big mouthful of turbid air, and her slack eyes gradually returned to focus. She turned her neck in a daze, stared blankly at Nanny Zhao who was both surprised and happy, her face was full of tears, her dry lips parted and closed, she frowned in pain, and said word by word with difficulty: "You ¡­who is it?" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: emm 1; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 20 bottles of platycodon, blueberry saigao; 8 bottles of ginger candy father-in-law; 5 bottles of 25500087; 2 bottles of Dala; 1 bottle of winter brew; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Seventy-Four ? At that time, before dawn, Jiang Yan turned over subconsciously, but her arm touched a piece of cold and empty bedding. When she opened her eyes dimly, the person beside her had long since disappeared. Rubbing his eyes and putting on his clothes, he pulled his shoes and opened the gauze curtain to look, only to see the candlestick in the wing room drained of tears, and in the dim candlelight, Fu Li had been groomed and dressed, with his back facing Jiang Yan wearing his wristband. Until now, Jiang Yan suddenly realized that Fu Li's shoulders were much broader and stronger, and he was not as young and thin as the young man in his memory. It turns out that three years can really change everything. Hearing the movement behind him, Fu Li turned around while maintaining his wristbands, glanced at Jiang Yan, whose clothes were loose and her hair was loose, and a gentle smile flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Get dressed." , Go back and sleep in the cage again. I need to go to the guard later to get some sleep, so I will take you home first." Jiang Yan lazily replied "OK", yawned and opened the window to look, the light in the morning was dim, the pavilions and pavilions on Zhuque Street were inlaid in a moist black and blue, the air was filled with the scent of grass and soil, And the heavy rain that night has stopped. The street was quiet and empty, only a few early morning shops opened, steaming steamers and porridge water. The two ate porridge and meat-stuffed biscuits in a shop facing the street, and it was already dusk when they returned to Chang'an Avenue. The two parted ways in front of the house door, Fu Li went back to the house and changed his official robes, then went east to the Fusi of Beizhen to practice arrests, while Jiang Yan went back to the house to catch up on returning to sleep. Pushing open the courtyard door, Aunt Dou, the woman who is in charge of cleaning and cooking, is already busy. Jiang Yan really didn't wake up, and yawned to Fuli's woman, "Sister-in-law Dou, I have already eaten outside. Don't make me breakfast." Aunt Dou hastily answered 'yes'. Smelling the faint smell of alcohol on Jiang Yan's body, and the clothes she wore yesterday, the clever little woman asked, "Do you want to make a bowl of hangover soup for my little boss?" It's interesting to say that the husband of Mrs. Dou is Xiaowei Dou who is in charge of the miscellaneous affairs of Fu Li's house. Little boss'. "Don't bother, I'll be fine when I sleep." Said, Jiang Yan stretched out her hand to push the door of the bedroom. Water was dripping in front of the steps, and the air was humid. Jiang Yan's fingers touched the door of the upper wing, and there was a sudden pause, keenly aware of something amiss. Every day when she went out, she would habitually close the door tightly, but today's dormitories were concealed, with a small gap open. At that time, Jiang Yan didn't think too much, she just turned around and asked, "Sister-in-law Dou, have you cleaned my bedroom?" "No, Second Boss, I just came here this morning, and I haven't had time to clean it in the future. And when I enter your bedroom to clean up, don't you always ask for your permission first?" Mrs. Dou hung the washed clothes in a dry place under the eaves , wiped his hands on the apron and asked, "Do you want to clean now?" Jiang Yan stood outside the door and looked at it for a while, then said: "No need." Pushing open the door, Xi Wei's morning light poured into the room, Jiang Yan slowly walked in the door, obviously there was no obvious change in the furnishings in the room, but she had an ominous omen for no reason, she always felt that something was different. This confusion reached its peak at the sight of two inconspicuous footprints on the floor tiles. Jiang Yan knelt down and reached out to touch the inconspicuous footprint on the floor tiles. There was slight dirt in the footprint, which should have been stepped in from the outside when it rained last night. The footprints are very large, obviously not belonging to Mrs. Dou, but the feet of two men. The thief who broke into the empty door? No, it is impossible. This area of ??residence is adjacent to the Jinyi Guards, and most of them live in Jinyi Guards officials, so it is always safe, and no thief dares to come here to make trouble Ordinary people walk with heavy steps, and when they step on the ground, muddy water splashes along the soles of their shoes, but at this time the footprints on the ground are light and stable. Jiang Yan looked forward, and her footprints extended until she stopped in front of her bed. All of a sudden, Jiang Yan broke out in a cold sweat. She could even think of how this man of unknown origin climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard lightly, how he stepped on the muddy water to climb the stone steps, how he sneaked into the bedroom without a sound, and stood on her bed like a ghost amidst the lightning and thunder. forward¡­¡­ Perhaps, he still had a knife in his hand, and it happened that Jiang Yan escaped because he stayed out last night. Ever since the day he won the palace examination, Jiang Yan had guessed that today might come, but he never expected it to come so soon. After a brief shock, Jiang Yan lost all sleepiness. After a while, she calmly wiped the cold sweat off her forehead, slowly got up and sat on the bed, concentrating on the countermeasures. It seems that the plan has to be advanced. Just as she was thinking, there was a sudden knock on the door, awakening Jiang Yan's complicated thoughts. &nbsEver since he learned that Jiang Yan found the footprints of a strange man in the room when he came back that morning, Fu Li sent several capable subordinates to watch the movement outside Jiang Yan's courtyard day and night. Even so, he was still worried and insisted on going to sleep with her personally every night. "It's okay, I can sleep peacefully just looking at you." Fu Li walked to the Jiang Yan case and stood still, picked up the list she had written, glanced at it, and said, "Are you planning to act on Xue Rui's matter? " "Well." Jiang Yan said, "Ayu has woken up now, I don't want to delay too long. What's more, if you solve the hidden danger early, you don't have to come to me every day to stay up late." "It's not considered staying up late, it's sleeping with you." Fu Li put down the paper in his hand and said, "Even if you get an official position, you are only a seventh-rank editor. How can you fight against the Xue family? I'll leave this matter to me " "Xunzi said: 'A gentleman's nature is not different, but he is good at things.' The Xue family has many enemies, and I don't need to do it myself. What I have to do is to lobby his enemies to form allies." Jiang Yan smiled Interrupting Fu Li's words, he twirled the Yanghao brush between his fingers, and continued to raise the pen to moisten the ink, "What Mr. Fu has to do is to protect His Highness the Crown Prince. After all, if you want to move the Xue family, the Crown Prince will definitely be affected. I don't want to bother him." "You want to take advantage of others?" Fu Li frowned, not at ease, "Where do you start?" "Jin Yiwei didn't dare to shake Xue's family openly, so I pointed the finger at him" As he spoke, Jiang Yan circled the name of 'Xuncheng Censor Sun' on the paper with a vermilion pen, and then said, "This person is corrupt Accepting bribes, disregarding human life, although he is a low-ranking official, he has interests with many high-ranking officials in the court. As long as he falls, he can follow him to involve the old case of Dali Temple Minister retracting the Xue family's confession and Chuzhou smuggling salt. Once destroyed, the case of Xue Rui cannot be hidden." "Anything involving the Xue family, there are scruples in the court." Fu Li said, "Who do you want to borrow to do this?" "The Commander of the Jinyiwei knows Meng Guide. It is said that Mr. Meng was expected to be promoted to the Commander of the Jinyiwei. Because the Dali Temple Minister repeatedly intercepted and suppressed him, he was unable to be promoted. The two families have deep suspicions, so it is most appropriate for him to investigate. "Jiang Yan drew a circle on Meng Guide's name, put the pen to her chin and said slowly, "I remember, this Mrs. Meng's wife is my former classmate - Gu Zhenzhu. With her here, the matter It will be easier." Fu Li leaned on the door and said, "You have a thorough understanding of the situation in the court." "Otherwise, do you really think that I've been idle and doing nothing these days?" Jiang Yan laughed, "If the Xue family didn't bully others too much, why would I bother to advance the plan." "Even if Master Meng brought down the Dali Temple, he is not qualified to touch the Xue family." Fu Li reminded, "On the contrary, you, the Xue family can find out that you are behind the scenes with a little effort." "Anyway, he wants to kill me now. Instead of sitting still and waiting for death, it's better to fight back." Jiang Yanyouyou put down her pen, stretched her sore waist and said, "Besides, as long as Dali Siqing is investigated, I will naturally have a way to draw the blame. To Xue Rui." After hearing Jiang Yan's plan, Fu Li remained silent. It's not that he doesn't believe her, but that he doesn't trust her. As a man, he very much hopes to protect his woman under his wings and prevent her from facing any wind and rain But at the same time, he also knows that his woman is not a weak and innocent grass, and he is never willing to be subdued by others. Herein lies the contradiction. After a long while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down and changed the subject: "Wei Jinghong sent a letter from Feige, saying that he and Wu Mianxue will arrive at Yingtian Mansion within two days." Jiang Yan's eyes lit up when she was thinking, and she said, "Really? Axue is coming?" After a pause, she asked, "Could it be that these two are going to get married and come here to announce the good news?" "It's true that they want to get married, but it's not the two of them." Amid the flickering candlelight, Fu Li said quietly, "The crown prince proposes to marry General Wu's second daughter, Wu Suyue, and Wu Mianxue escorted her younger sister to Beijing to get married." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: Baili is red, 25500087 1 piece; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 6 24 bottles; 5 bottles of Tingquan and wit fan; 1 bottle of Shining and Nian Nian; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Seventy-Five ? On the bustling and crowded Zhuque Street, two rows of armored sergeants opened the way, escorting a spacious carriage slowly approaching. This group of soldiers in battle armor all looked serious. Their clothes were not as heroic and luxurious as the Jinyiwei in the capital, but they were simple and sharp. They were soaked in the bloody smell of killing from the inside out. They were obviously veterans who had experienced many battles. Downstairs, the passers-by on the street gave way one after another. They couldn't help but point to the carriage and asked, "Who is the nobleman sitting in this carriage? It's such a grand occasion." "Isn't that clear? The banner on the car has a tiger totem painted on it, and the word 'Îä' is written on it. Those who came must be the personal guards of General Dingguo." "General Dingguo? Now it's not a year-end report, and there is no border battle report. Why is the Wu family's personal guards coming to Beijing at this time?" "Hey! You don't know yet? The empress made a decision to marry the crown prince. The future crown prince is the second girl of the Wu family." "How did I hear that His Royal Highness is weak and unmarried because he already has a sweetheart, why did he suddenly ask to marry a girl from the Wu family?" "The heavenly family is ruthless, the emperor has no love, people in the deep palace, how can we talk about the word 'like'? Just because the Wu family has a hundred thousand soldiers guarding the border, if they stomp their feet in the north, Ying Tianfu will tremble. Shaking, how can a sweetheart be more important than power?" "" Above the teahouse, Jiang Yan listened to the discussion of the people downstairs, put one hand casually on the window sill, and Wu Mianxue, who was facing the question, asked, "Aren't you going to send your sister into the palace?" Wearing red arrow sleeves, Wu Mianxue added a bit of heroism to her usually cute and soft face, she waved her hand and said with a smile: "There are so many people protecting her, why should I make trouble?" As she spoke, she glanced at Looking at the lady Qingli who was sitting on the guest seat on one side, "Besides, the Guozijian students get together, how could I be missing!" That elegant woman was only about twenty years old, she was wearing a brand new silk brocade dress, her hair was piled up like clouds, her makeup was delicate and refined, her gestures were quite elegant, but she was already pregnant, and her brows were slightly frowned, which was also covered up by the brocade clothes The melancholy cloud in her eyes was none other than Jiang Yan and Wu Mianxue's classmates in the Imperial College¡ª¡ªGu Zhenzhu, a young talented girl from the Gu family who married Meng Guidee, a fellow acquaintance of Jinyiwei, after only one year of schooling. "I'm ashamed to say that since I married as a Meng family woman, I have been burdened with trivial matters. I just gave birth to Lin'er and within a year, I was pregnant with the second child. After a lot of tossing, it took more than two years before I had the opportunity to be with the two young ones." Get together." After that, Gu Zhenzhu, with her slightly protruding stomach, brewed a cup of fragrant tea for Jiang Yan and Wu Mianxue, raised the teacups and said, "Come on, I will replace wine with tea, and I wish Tanhua the best of luck." Every step of the way, congratulations to Axue for finding a good match!" Jiang Yan picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Originally, she wanted to find an opportunity to meet Gu Zhenzhu and find out about Meng Tongzhi's situation, but Gu Zhenzhu couldn't help but come to her first Seeing her gloomy face and forced joy, Jiang Yan guessed that she might be Have any difficulties to tell. Thinking of this, Jiang Yan put down the teacup and said: "Get a family and start a business, and you can start a business by getting married first. How can our little happy event compare to your harmonious husband and wife, and your children will be married early?" "That's it!" Wu Mianxue didn't bother to hide her nature, she drank the tea out of the boldness of wine, wiped the corner of her mouth and said, "Where's your eldest son? Why don't you bring it out for us to play with?" "At home, the wet nurse is taking it with me. My husband doesn't let me get close to him. I always feel that a 'loving mother is a loser'." Gu Zhenzhu forced a laugh, "I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it. I was the first person in the Imperial College before. The female student who came to propose was one of the best young talents in Jinyiwei. For this reason, I was very proud and proud for a while, thinking that I had obtained the most precious thing in the world. But until I really married and became a woman, the whole Facing the house full of chicken feathers every day, I suddenly realized that I did not gain, but lost the most precious freedom and youth in the world So, I have always envied you for persevering to the end, especially you, Ayan." Having said that, Gu Zhenzhu looked at Jiang Yan. "I remember that at that time, Ayan and Ayu said that they were studying to prevent them from getting married early, and you still laughed at them!" A vortex is faintly visible. "At that time, I was young and ignorant, how could I know what the heights are?" Gu Zhenzhu stroked her protruding abdomen, and suddenly asked cautiously, "Ayuis it okay?" Jiang Yan said: "I've woken up, I'm a little sick, but it's okay." Gu Zhenzhu let out a 'huh', and hesitated to speak, as if she had some scruples. Wu Mianxue saw that she had something to say to Jiang Yan alone, so she stood up and said, "That guy Wei Jinghong has gone to somewhere again, I'll go out and have a look, you guys talk!" After finishing speaking, she got up with a smile, closed the door and went out. The spectators on the street graduallyThe girl in the green dress was only twenty-eight years old, she blinked at Fu Li with a pair of cut-off pupils, lay on the railing with a blushing face and shouted crisply: "Master, what a coincidence, I see you again today! Can you trouble me, son, to bring up the handkerchief for the slave family?" Fu Li frowned, raised his hand to grab the veil with a strong fragrance of powder on his shoulder, and turned off the horse indifferently. Suddenly, a low laugh sounded beside him. Jiang Yan came over at some point, reached out and snatched the handkerchief from Fu Li's palm, instead of being jealous, she shook it upstairs and said nonchalantly, "Little sister, I'll bring this handkerchief for you. good?" The green-clothed girl came for Fu Li, and when she saw Cheng Yaojin killed halfway, she was not too happy, she covered her lips and said: "No, my family wants that young master!" She said with a jade finger Horizontal, pointing to Fu Li who was standing with a cold face. Alas, the women in the fireworks field are difficult to deal with. "He? He can't do it!" As she spoke, Jiang Yan stretched her arms around Fu Li's strong waist, and said loudly under the eyes of everyone, "Because he is mine!" As if to declare sovereignty, the five fingers on the waist even caressed up and down dishonestly, extremely presumptuous. Fu Li, whose face was still cold just now, instantly melted into ice, stunned for a moment, he grabbed Jiang Yan's hand that was groping around his waist with his backhand, his eyes were so deep that they could swallow someone, and the tips of his ears were slightly red: " A Yan, in broad daylight, you are too presumptuous!" As if to cover up his emotion just now, he led the horse with one hand and Jiang Yan with the other and strode towards Shangshanzhai. He lowered his voice and said viciously, "I must punish you well today, so as to rectify the family tradition!" What about 'proper family style'? According to Mr. Xiao Fu's jealousy, he is the one who needs the 'proper family style' the most, right? Jealousy, but seven out of sin. Jiang Yan was full of strange thoughts, and was staggered by Fu Li. She hurriedly stuffed the handkerchief into the arms of a passerby, and smiled heartlessly: "Please trouble brother, give the handkerchief to the person upstairs." girl!" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù I feel like I am leaving get off work later and later, and the update is getting later and later~ Sigh. Although I can't reply to you as often as before, I read everyone's comments, don't worry, I am the author of sweet articles right? Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: emm 1; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 60 bottles of Baiqi's heart and liver; 20 bottles of seeyure; 1 bottle of winter wine; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 76 ? ? Inside the Kunning Palace, it was unusually lively. The maidservants of the Tsingyi Palace kept coming and going, serving good tea and melon and fruit snacks one after another, entertaining the distinguished guests who came from afar from the border. The queen has been ill these days, although she has lost a lot of body shape, but her spirit has improved a lot. She took the hand of the second girl of the Wu family and said kindly: "I have seen your sister a few times in the Imperial College, I thought She is already considered beautiful, but seeing you now, I know that your sister is actually inferior to you." Wu Suyue, the second daughter of the Wu family, is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and it is when she is at her most youthful and beautiful. She was wearing a scarlet dress, which made her eyebrows as picturesque and vivid as a painting. Looking at her facial features alone, she is not considered to be an all-powerful woman, but the combination of her eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips forms a pretty face with a natural smile , especially stunning with a red dress. Wu Suyue didn't have the gracefulness of Jiangnan women, and she was very calm in the completely unfamiliar deep palace, her smile was as clear as a silver bell, and she responded generously: "Thank you for your reputation, empress." "Wu Mianxue, Wu Suyue, there is snow when you sleep, and you can see the moon when you wake up" Empress Zhang savored the names of the two sisters, and exclaimed in a warm voice, "You two sisters have got good names." Wu Suyue said quite proudly: "My mother, our sisters are all named by my mother. She has always loved poetry and books, and she is the most talented person in my family." "Before your mother came out of the cabinet, she also had a relationship with me several times. She has been separated for twenty years, and she is already the mother of three children." Said, the prince kneeling under the queen waved and said with a smile , "Imperial Son, I've been feeling tired recently and need to rest, why don't you accompany Miss Wu Er for my good life, and take her around the palace?" "Mother, this" Zhu Wenli hesitated. The queen said: "Miss Wu Er is a free and easy woman who grew up in the border, and is your future princess, don't worry about the red tape, go." Having said so much, Zhu Wenli glanced at the curious Wu Suyue, and had no choice but to accept the order: "Yes." When leaving Kunning Palace, Zhu Wenli deliberately slowed down his pace, his eyes stayed on Wu Suyue's bright red back several times, and then turned away without any trace. Wu Suyue was like a bird out of the cage, happily, walking in front of Zhu Wenli with big strides, touching the corridor pillars for a while, sniffing the flowers for a while, as if she was very curious about everything in the palace, her carefree appearance was like a very someone. Like her, but not her, Zhu Wenli is very clear about this, but he is somewhat emotional. "Miss Wu Er, you are a courtier, you must walk one step behind His Royal Highness, and you must not overstep." The maid in charge stepped forward quickly and reminded Wu Suyue in a low voice. Just as Wu Suyue asked "Why", she heard Zhu Wenli behind him whisper, "No problem." Wu Suyue turned her head and saw that the young man was wearing a turquoise embroidered gold round-neck shirt, wearing a winged crown, and his thick eyebrows and starry eyes were handsome, so she couldn't help but smile crisply: "His Royal Highness doesn't like to smile, is there something bothering you?" She asked for no reason, Zhu Wenli was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer. ?The weather was fine, the lotus leaf fields were under the painted bridge, the breeze was blowing, and a string of silver bells around Wu Suyue's waist jingled. "His Royal Highness always looks at me secretly, but he doesn't see joy. Is it because I look like someone, which brings back sad memories of His Highness?" Seeing Zhu Wenli's astonishment, Wu Suyue hurriedly waved her hands and said, "I guessed randomly, if I guess wrong Don't mind, Your Highness." She is so calm, Zhu Wenli is not easy to put on airs, a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said in a gentle voice: "I am worried recently, but it is not because of love. The prince of Ming Dynasty has no right to be troubled by love." After a pause, he said again, "Miss, don't worry, I'm not a person who is promiscuous. Since I propose to marry you, I will treat you wholeheartedly in the future." Zhu Wenli was polite and polite, but Wu Suyue did not follow common sense, and asked in a curious and candid tone: "Isn't it for love? But it's human nature for girls to cherish spring and boys to fall in love, like me, when I was twelve or thirteen years old I also liked the little general under my father Could it be that His Highness has never liked any girl?" Hearing Wu Suyue's words, a confident and flamboyant face appeared in Zhu Wenli's mind unconsciously. His lips moved, and finally he just smiled, "The past is the past, so why mention it again." "Okay, since His Highness doesn't want to mention it, I don't want to ask." Wu Suyue walked to the Qianqing Gate, and saw a man in a red robe woven with gold and a dragon holding a luxurious young woman talking and laughing. Walked by, and went to Fengtian Temple. "Who are those two people? Looking at the clothes, they look like a prince." Wu Suyue asked. Zhu Wenli followed Wu Suyue's line of sight, and his voice sank a bit: "That's King Yun and Princess Yun, and King Yunis my second brother." ?In these days, Zhu Wenyu and Li Chenlu always enter the palace to serve decoctions every day.Under the shade, Cheng Wen, who was dressed in fine clothes and jade crown, had clear eyes, and he just said calmly, "Really." Jiang Yan frowned. Cheng Wen said again: "Since that's the case, let Miss Jiang stop, don't make any more useless struggles. I know better than the girl what is going on with the Xue family." "Why?" "Students, I don't want to watch you die." Cheng Wen smiled politely but without warmth, and bowed his hands to Jiang Yan, "I hope the court will see you again, and you don't have to fight tit for tat. Let me go." Looking at the back of Cheng Wen leaving quickly, Jiang Yan felt desolate in his heart. Obviously, he was also a young man who fantasized about being "forever united" with Ayu, but inexplicably fell headlong into the quagmire of wealth, never looked back, never missed the old days, and never even asked the stupid girl who woke up from a serious illness if she still remembered he¡­¡­ Perhaps, losing memory is the greatest luck God gave to the unfortunate Ayu. But no one knew that in the carriage at the corner, Zhuangyuan Lang bit the back of his hand and wept with joy, allowing the tears to slide down silently and wet his face. At the beginning of May, Jinshi was appointed as an official, and Cheng Wen deservedly became the editor of the sixth-rank Imperial Academy¡ªeveryone knew that this was only his first step in his career. Jiang Yan took the position of editor of Qipin Hanlin Academy, dealing with boring national history all day long, transcribing words and deeds, and even busy giving lectures to the eunuchs in the palace. But less than before. Thunderstorms roared in June, and Yingtian Mansion, which had been quiet for a long time, finally had a disturbance: Two years ago, a squire in Yangzhou spent a lot of money to entrust the censor of the city to introduce dignitaries in the court, and to seek an official position for his son. The censor swallowed all the bribes, but failed to settle the matter. In a rage, the squire sued Sun Yushi for accepting bribes, dereliction of duty and other crimes. check¡­¡­ When she heard the news, Jiang Yan was sorting out files in the Imperial Academy. With the sound of rain rushing outside the window, she just stretched her waist and said in a low voice, "It's finally here." The old case two years ago has not been uncovered until today. It is conceivable that the buried chess pieces have already begun to move. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 20 bottles of Baiqi's Heart; 10 bottles of Girl's Heart; 2 bottles of Dala; 1 bottle of Shining; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Seventy-Seven ? Western Suburbs, Yeyun Villa. A carriage galloped along the winding mountain road. The visitor was mysterious and anxious. Before the carriage stopped, a man in a black cloak got out of the carriage. His face was hidden in the shadow of the hood of the cloak, so he couldn't see clearly . He looked around to make sure there was no suspicious person around, then he stretched out his hand and pulled down the hood a little, knocked on the door hastily and entered the gate of Xue's other courtyard. At night, the sky is dark, and the rain drips down the eaves from time to time. Following the hurried steps of the mysterious black-robed man, the silent servants in the courtyard lit up the red lanterns one after another. The black cloth boots stepped through the puddles, and the cloak was raised. The man in black entered the study, took a deep breath, and then took off his hood, revealing a sharp black face with Chinese characters, and waved his brush towards the desk. Xue Changqing, who was splashing ink, bowed and said: "My next official, Dali Temple Qing Zhang Yan, pays homage to Lord Hou!" Xue Changqing was wearing a silver-gray robe with dark patterns, and was holding a large brush to write the four characters "Quiet Zhiyuan". The last stroke became a dry pen, he seemed dissatisfied, frowned his brows, and said sharply: "Didn't it be agreed that there is no need to meet with Ben Hou because of the recent rumors?" "I beg Lord Hou to save this official!" The third-rank official of Dali Temple, at this moment, bowed and prostrated like an ant, begging for mercy from others. "Self-disruption!" Xue Changqing's eyes sank, and he casually dropped the large brush in his hand, "It's the head of the five temples anyway, is it so capable?" "My Lord! Sun Zhang, the censor of the patrol city, has handled many cases for the officials. In addition to allowing the circulation of private salt, he also helped destroy the confession and evidence of the case between Xue Shizi and the female student of the Guozijian Now Sun Zhang Zhang has already been imprisoned, and will be interrogated by Cai Qi, the governor of Beizhen. The subordinate officials are really worried that Sun Zhang will not be strict with his mouth. If he accidentally reveals something, it doesn't matter if he ruins the subordinates, but he is afraid that he will hurt you, Lord Hou! " Zhang Yanhui tried his best to look sincere and worried, and choked up, "It's strange to say that this matter is so strange. It has been two years since the Yangzhou squire bought an official. Why did he sue Sun Zhang at this time? The case is so straightforward. Pass over the Dali Temple, and Jin Yiwei will take over the thorough investigation" "With your brains, you still don't understand that someone is behind the scenes? It's a conspiracy." Xue Changqing sat on the grand teacher's chair, rubbed the jade ring on his thumb, and said in a deep voice after a while, "Come here." A masked black figure quietly turned out from behind the curtain, standing like a ghost. Zhang Yanhui didn't even know when this person was standing behind him, so he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. ?The masked man had scars on his face, and with a murderous look, he clasped his fists and said, "My lord." "That Jiang Yan, what's been going on recently?" Xue Changqing asked. "Returning to my lord, according to reports from informants, Jiang Yan spends most of her time transcribing and organizing in the Imperial Academy, or going to the Ruan Mansion to eat, drink and have fun. Even Fu Li from Jinyiwei rarely sees her." The man in black said, "My subordinate The next night raid, but she was not at home, but she was not at home, and since then, she has never been found when she was alone." "Didn't you see anyone else? For example, Meng Guide, the commander of Jin Yiwei." "No. This subordinate can be sure that she has not met Meng Guide in private." Xue Changqing frowned even tighter: "Could it be that Meng Guide was responsible for this matter?" No, it's impossible. Meng Guide has always been mediocre. He never thought of such a roundabout way to bring down Dali Temple. Is it Fu Li? But although this kid is young, he has always acted meticulously and neutrally, so how could he be bold enough to openly confront the Xue family? With so many doubts in his heart, Xue Changqing couldn't help being impetuous. He swept the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table to the ground viciously, and said darkly: "The dead man's mouth is the strictest. The only way to prevent Sun Zhanghui from leaking secrets is to make him never open it." mouth." Zhang Yanhui knew that Marquis Pingjin had murderous intentions, so he wondered: "But the prison is heavily guarded, not even a fly can fly in, and the dead men in the lower government are not so capable" "You don't have to worry about it, this Marquis has a master." After finishing speaking, Xue Changqing raised a pair of eagle-like eyes, waved to a beautiful silhouette behind the screen, and called out in a deep voice, "Seventeen Niang, this matter is of great importance." , I will rest assured when I leave it to you." ? On the light gauze screen, beautiful mountains and rivers are painted in thick ink and heavy colors, and the lights and shadows flicker. An aunt Miaoman with a hanging cloud bun slowly gets up. With a fingertip, she took off her neon dress and skirt, and she took off her clothes directly behind the screen. In the blink of an eye, she changed into a tight-fitting night gown with arrow sleeves. The two poisoned short swords flashed past her palms, and she said softly, "Yes." , Seventeen Niang will definitely live up to the expectations of Lord Hou." Zhang Yan was shocked. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have thought that the demure little aunt in Yeyun Villa was actually the notorious female assassin Shi Qiniang in the world!  Together, in peace and quiet. Jiang Yan was thinking about meeting Fu Li later, and asked him to drink lychee nectar at a stall outside the palace, and go to the roof of her house to admire the stars together Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly heard Cui Hui's voice coming intermittently, and said tentatively: "I'm sorry to offend you, Mr. Jiangis it a daughter?" Full of interruptions, Jiang Yan slowed down, raised her brows, and squinted at Cui Hui. Being stared at by Jiang Yan coldly, Cui Hui was also a little embarrassed, and covered up with a dry cough: "I see that your appearanceis not like an ordinary man, and I have heard that there is a very talented woman surnamed Jiang in Yingtianfu Imperial College. , so such a guess." In the jumping inch of flames, Jiang Yan crossed her arms and calmly said: "You are not afraid of the dark, right? You insist on walking with me just to ask this?" "Of course not!" Cui Hui took a step back in fright, and the lantern in his hand was also dangling. In the shadow, he stammered, "I just, I just admire too much" Tsk¡ª¡ª A gust of night wind blew, and the lantern in Cui Hui's hand went out suddenly, and the surroundings fell into a thick darkness. The stars twinkled and the moon entered the clouds. Jiang Yan's eyes took a while to adapt to the darkness, and she could vaguely distinguish the outline of Cui Hui in front of her. She opened her mouth, and just about to say something, she saw Cui Hui jump up suddenly, and shouted: "There is a ghost!" Jiang Yan was taken aback by him unexpectedly, turned around subconsciously, and saw a dark shadow standing on the long and narrow palace road, motionless, as cold as a sword, she couldn't help but also yelled. The two screamed one after another, and after they finished screaming, they found out in shock, what the hell is that? It was clearly Mrs. Fu Li who came back from night duty to pick her up, Fu Li. It's just that at this time, Fu Li's handsome face was so dark that he looked like a ghost. I saw him wearing a majestic brocade robe, striding forward with the saber on his waist, the shadows faded away from him bit by bit, revealing thin lips as tight as a folded sword, straight nose bridge, and finally a deserted man. Sharp eyes¡ª¡ª Those are really sharp eyes, piercing Cui Hui's body coldly. Poor Cui Shuchang was so frightened by Fu Li's almost cannibalistic eyes that he didn't dare to speak, he could only watch him approaching step by step, and asked in a cold tone: "The palace ban has come, who dares to come here?" Night tour?" Cui Hui stared wide-eyed and tried to explain: "Lord Jin Yiwei, I am Cui Hui, a scholar of the Imperial Academy, not an idler" "Get out." Fu Li was obviously angry, he was too lazy to say a word, and only uttered one word coldly. Cui Hui was silenced by his words, hesitated for a while, seeing that Fu Li had no intention of hurting Jiang Yan, Cui Hui walked away in three steps. "It's over, those who stay in the palace after the palace ban will be arrested by Lord Jin Yiwei for interrogation!" Jiang Yan suppressed her internal injuries from laughing, and suddenly felt a chill down her spine. Looking back, I saw Fu Li staring at him coldly and jealously, and said in a deep voice, "Who is he?" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel who threw the [grenade]: 1 mangosteen arch mountain pig; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 78 ? Fu Li's complexion was extremely dark, and only one pair of eyes were shining and cold on the whole face. "Didn't he declare his family name? Cui Hui, a concubine of the Imperial Academy, was sent to assist me in compiling the book." Jiang Yan was wearing a blue official robe with a regimental collar, and stood gently, her eyes shining in the moonlight. With a sly gleam, he smiled shamelessly, "Are you jealous?" Ask knowingly. However, Fu Li would not admit it. He frowned, put his hands on Jiang Yan's ears, and wrapped her in his arms. The tall shadow enveloped her, and said displeasedly: "Be serious." Jiang Yan leaned against the palace wall and blinked, and smiled seriously: "Master Xiaofu wants to interrogate me? You can also interrogate me, but there are too many idlers in the palace, can you go back and interrogate me?" She deliberately emphasized the word 'trial', and the smiling face was so close at hand, it was too presumptuous. Under the cover of night, under the quiet and deserted palace walls, Fu Li mercilessly lowered his head to catch her lips, biting them lightly until it disrupted her calm breathing, both of them gave up everything Restraint, gave birth to some taboo tension. The chirping of insects is long, and the night is always so mysterious and passionate. The two men played with each other with lips and tongues, and their breaths were intertwined. After a long time, they parted a little panting, nose to nose, calming down the waves of emotion. "You said that you would never look at other men again. Since it is a breach of contract, you should be 'judged on the spot'." Fu Li's eyes were deep and his voice was so hoarse that it was unbelievably hoarse, like a wild beast screaming in protest. After all, he didn't want to Give the other party a chance to argue, and continue to hold that moist and gorgeous fragrance. ? Mr. Xiao Fu's way of "rectifying the law on the spot" was too shocking, more passionate and lingering than any previous kiss, with a bit of inexplicable possessiveness, which made Jiang Yan almost unable to resist. Perhaps it was because both of them were wearing official robes and they were both in the palace. Jiang Yan's face quickly turned red, and she was so nervous that she forgot how to breathe. So jealous? In the past, the younger sister of Yan Shilang from the Ministry of War wanted to marry you, and I didn¡¯t say anything about the handkerchief thrown at you by the girl from Yichunlou.¡± "I would like you to say something." Fu Li stared at the water stains on her lips, and said in a low voice, "But you always act like you don't care about anything, and you won't eat any vinegar for me." "I know what kind of person you are, and it's not that I don't care, but I believe in you." Jiang Yan smiled lowly, teasing him, "I already have a big vinegar vat at home, wouldn't it be sour if I had another one?" Die? You are sour and sweet, you are a perfect match, please don't be angry, Mr. Fu." After finishing speaking, she broke free from Fu Li's embrace, took a step back, and bowed indecently. Fu Li snorted, turned his head and folded his arms and said, "Who is sour on you? Don't praise yourself. Mrs. Jiang is born beautiful, sweet-mouthed, cheerful and talented. It should be liked by others. Why am I angry?" At the end He was already gnashing his teeth a little bit, but he wanted to pretend to be calm and breezy, his handsome face was almost distorted. Ever since leaving the Imperial College, Fu Li has become more calm and stern. Jiang Yan has rarely seen him look so young and childish, so she couldn't help but be amused. Giving him a bow, he said playfully: "Your Majesty is guilty, and I will never dare to hang out with my colleagues at night again. I must wait quietly and honestly by the side of the palace road for Mr. Xiao Fu to come to pick me up! Please also take care of me, my lord. Naturally beautiful, sweet-mouthed, bright-tempered and talented, please forgive me once!" In the hazy night, a little green firefly flew by, like a swaying lone star. Fu Li stared at her, although he didn't speak, but the ice in his eyes had already melted, and there was a slight smile that was not obvious. After a long while, he finally couldn't hold back his strength, reached out and raised Jiang Yan's forehead, revealing her fair and delicate smiling face without makeup, took a step, and said slightly awkwardly: "The surname Cui is uneasy and kind, in the future You are not allowed to be alone with him, otherwise" Fu Li was tall and had long legs, Jiang Yan trotted to keep up with him, leaned forward and asked, "What else?" "Fa-rectification on the spot." Fu Li pursed his lips and said. "He also said he wasn't jealous." "¡­¡­Shut up." Jiang Yan was in a good mood, and slowed down her pace, only to see the lights looming, the light gradually brightening, two rows of armored guards passing by, clasped fists at Fu Li, and quickly disappeared neatly at the end of the palace road. There was silence all around again, Jiang Yan looked at Fu Li's slender and tall figure in front of him, her heart moved, and she suddenly trotted all the way up. Fu Li, who was walking ahead, heard the hurried footsteps approaching behind him, thought something was wrong, subconsciously pressed the knife and turned around, only to see Jiang Yan trotting towards him in the warm yellow light, and then flew into the air with a 'hey' Leap¡ª¡ª that moment of timeWould you like to escort her home? For a moment, Jiang Yan's thoughts were complicated, and she didn't even know when she got to the door of the house, so she almost kicked on the stone steps. Returning to the room in a daze, without bothering to undress and wash, Jiang Yan sat on the couch dimly lit by the oil lamp, sweating for no reason. After all, I was too young, or it was going well at the beginning, so I let down my vigilance temporarily. I never expected how the plan would proceed if the Xue family dog ??jumped the wall in a hurry to kill the witnesses and cut off the clues Sun Zhang cannot die, he is the weakest breakthrough to break through the Xue family's power. With this thought in mind, Jiang Yan had a sleepless night. On the second day, with two dark circles under her eyes, she rushed to the Hanlin Academy to study in a daze, but she was absent for a long time. On the contrary, Cui Hui was rather worried, pretending to walk around her a few times unintentionally, and finally couldn't help asking her: "Last night, was your lord really taken to Jinyiwei for inspection?" Jiang Yan was immersed in her own thoughts, when he was asked such a question, she raised her eyes tiredly, and let out an 'ah' in a daze. However, Cui Hui was sure that her exhaustion and disheveledness were the result of a night of lynching and torture, her eye circles instantly turned red, and she knelt down and said, "I shouldn't have left my lord to go ahead and let my lord suffer! Please punish me!" "" Jiang Yan didn't have the heart to write anymore, so she simply put down her pen and sighed. Don't worry, the more calm you are at this time. She comforted herself: There must be countermeasures to get along with, definitely! But at this time, the Wenhua Palace was full of dark waves. Rarely, Zhu Wenli became angry, and said with a flick of his sleeves: "Prison! The place where I am most at ease, unexpectedly entered the assassin in a grand manner! Cai Fushi, is that how you do things?" "Your Highness, calm down!" Cai Qi hurriedly knelt down on one knee, and Fu Li beside him also knelt down. Zhu Wenli closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he recovered a little calm. He took a deep breath and helped Cai Qi and Fu Li up, and said in a slow tone: "Sun Zhang's buying of officials has a lot to do with corruption, and there must be a backstage behind it. If I don't uproot it, I will feel ashamed of my ancestors, and I will feel uneasy." After a pause, he asked, "Fu Li, you fought against the assassin last night, how is the situation?" Fu Li said in a deep voice: "One woman and one man, the man is good at knives, and the woman is good at concealed weapons and poisonous needles, the two of them are not inferior to me in skill, and the goal is clear, that is, to run after Sun Zhang." "Where is Sun Zhang?" "The poisonous needle entered the throat, and I was dead when I arrived." Hearing this, Zhu Wenli's thick black eyebrows furrowed into deep furrows, and he cursed "Bastard"! "The female assassin was wounded and escaped. However," Fu Li continued, "The man has been taken down. He bit his tongue and tried to take poison, but he is still alive." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù He actually said that girls are too heavy, how did Mr. Xiao Fu, a straight man, find a wife? Old Duke (drinking tea calmly): This old man still has the foresightThanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: emm 1; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: Mangosteen Gongshan Pig, 25500087 20 bottles; jjq 10 bottles; Qixiu, Haha 5 bottles; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 79 ? Inside the prison, the oil lamp was dimly lit, casting figures on the mottled wall tiles, like ghosts. Cai Qi angrily dropped the horsewhip soaked in salt water in his hand, took the handkerchief handed over by his subordinates and wiped his hands, walked slowly around the blood-stained man tied to the wooden frame, and said: "Wu Yue, cool Zhou Renshi, Guanghe joined the army for three years and served as a general in Yingzhou, Hongchang was injured and retired in six years, and he took refuge in Pingjin Marquis Xue Changqing as his staff." Hearing this, the blood-stained man soaked in the dark shadows trembled slightly, and slowly raised his swollen and purple eyes. Through his dirty and messy long hair, he could vaguely see a line from the brow bone to the cheekbone. Scars, bone-deep, glowing white, very terrifying. Seeing the slight change in his expression, Cai Qi felt confident, and then said: "Don't think that if you don't say anything, the Zhen Fusi will not be able to find out your old background. I respect you as a man who has experienced battles, Write a confession letter as soon as possible, and tell the mastermind behind you, your accomplices, and why you sneaked into the imperial prison to assassinate the suspect Sun Zhang, and I will spare you from death." But the assassin just gritted his teeth, obviously ready to die, and made up his mind not to say anything. After waiting for a long time, only the crackling of candles could be heard in the dense prison. Cai Qi's complexion became more and more serious, and he gradually lost his patience. He got up angrily, and told Fu Li in a cold voice: "Continue to torture, be careful to keep alive, don't let him die." "Yes." Fu Li embraced the order. After Cai Qi left, Fu Li approached Wu Yue two steps forward, raised a pair of cold and sharp eyes in the jumping firelight, looked at Wu Yue like a knife, as if he had seen through everything. Fu Li did not order Wu Yue to be tortured, but stood in the boundary line where light and shadow intersected, his pale thin lips parted slightly, and he spoke out a place name coldly and clearly: "No. 13, Xiyuan Lane, Yuhang." This sentence is simply more useful than the cruelest punishment in the world, easily defeating all the armor of the opponent. In an instant, the assassin named Wu Yue opened his eyes violently, struggling violently like a dying animal, and the blood-stained shackles dragged on his body rattled. He wanted to roar, but he could only let out a hoarse whimper because of the cork in his mouth¡ªthe cork was forcibly blocked to prevent him from biting his tongue. Fu Li found out more clearly than Cai Qi: No. 13, Xiyuan Lane, Yuhang, lived with Wu Yue's sixty-year-old mother and her eight-year-old daughter. Wu Yue thought that he hid his family well, but as long as he lived in this world, how could he not leave clues? "If you hadn't sneaked into the imperial prison to murder the key criminals, and the prince was furious and pressured Jin Yiwei, I wouldn't have made such a plan. You don't know the methods of Jin Yiwei's investigation, so write when you think about it, otherwise, even I can't save it your family." After finishing speaking, Fu Li raised his hand to signal, and someone prepared paper and ink and put it in front of Wu Yue. Wu Yue's eyes were red, his teeth almost bit off the cork, he struggled for a while, and finally lowered his head powerlessly like a defeated beast, and the bulging veins all over his body gradually calmed down. A moment later, Fu Li walked out of the dungeon holding a confession with bloody fingerprints in his hand. In the confession, Wu Yue only identified Dali Siqing, but he didn't mention Xue Changqing's crimes, and he refused to do it again no matter what. He thought he was a loyal lackey when he started writing But he didn't know that once Zhang Yanhui from Dali Temple was involved in the case, the Xue family would not be able to stand alone. The gate of the imperial prison painted with animal pattern totems slowly closed behind Fu Li, dark clouds covered the sun, a cool breeze suddenly picked up, and darkness gradually invaded the earth In Yeyun Villa, a crisp and cracking sound broke the silence, Xue Changqing, furious, dropped the precious agate-glazed bamboo hat cup in his hand, and the splashed fragments were like blades, scratching the back of the hand of the kneeling woman behind the curtain. The woman in the black dress was severely injured, and the wound on her waist and abdomen was still bubbling with blood. She seemed not to feel the pain, so she calmly wiped off the blood on the back of her hand, and lowered her head, "It's Seventeen Niang." He did not do his job well and failed to kill Wu Yue before he escaped from the imperial prison, which resulted in him falling into the enemy's hands. However, Sun Zhang is dead, and Wu Yue is a dead man, so I believe he will not confess to Lord Hou." "No." Xue Changqing closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "Ben Hou has been in the court for so many years, the first thing I realized is that there is no absolute loyalty in this world." The woman heard Xue Changqing's subtext, a trace of sadness flashed in her indifferent eyes, she pursed her lips and said: "Seventeen Niang has a heavy trust from the Marquis, so she should die as an apology!" After finishing speaking, she suddenly drew a knife and stabbed herself Heart, without a trace of hesitation. "Wait!" Xue Changqing stopped her, "If you want to die, you have to wait until Benhou falls! You are still needed now, go down and prepare, temporarily take Rui'er out to seek refuge, away from Yingtian Mansion, the farther the better." "Then Marquis, you" "Order to stop all properties of the Xue family." After finishing speaking, Xue Changqing remembered that Wu Yue was always in charge of the properties of the Xue family.sp; The grand official of the third grade, the head of the five temples, and the minister of Dali Temple who was in charge of the punishment actually violated the law and colluded with the enemy. This is the biggest case in more than ten years, and the government and the public are shocked by it! ? On July 11th, Zhang Yan returned to the court and pleaded guilty, taking over the salt smuggling case and firmly denying that anyone was manipulating it behind the scenes. At dusk, the sky was beautiful, Jiang Yan was sitting on a swing, turned her head to Fu Li, who was standing holding the Xiuchun knife, and said, "I can rest assured if I find out that Dali Temple has tampered with confessions, destroyed evidence, and covered Xue Rui's case." I'm looking for Ayu." "Soon." Fu Li stretched out his hand to push the swing, comforting her, "You should have a good sleep." "Is there any way? The crown prince and Miss Wu Er are getting married soon, and I am busy assisting Ruan Shangshu in writing the pamphlet and congratulatory speech. Do you think Datong Mansion's investigation went too smoothly?" Fu Li said: "Shuozhou Counselor Li Guangying helped, saying it was to repay his kindness." Li Guangying What a familiar name, Jiang Yan couldn't forget the turmoil in Shuozhou three years ago, and the tears in the corners of Li Guangying's eyes when he kissed his newborn son. Goodness has good fruits, it turns out that there is still warmth in this world. "I don't know how his son is doing now, he should be able to read poetry." Jiang Yan said with a smile. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: emm 1; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 33495201 49 bottles; the sound of reading 1 bottle; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Eightieth ? The stone steps inside the imperial prison are winding and cold. If you look carefully, you can find mottled stains hanging on the stone brick walls. It is hard to tell whose meat and blood have dried and seeped into the wall bricks. The criminals brought in for interrogation were terrified just by walking through this wall. . It was already midnight, and the torches in the prison were still bright. As the iron gates on the stone steps were opened layer by layer, the sound of steady footsteps approached. Zhang Yan, who was sleeping in the prison for repeated offenders, woke up with a start, immediately opened his eyes and stood up, crawling on the ground and looking around at the iron fence, his eyes were full of hope. But what he waited for was not relatives or friends or nobles from the Marquis of Pingjin, but four people walking quickly with their knives on their hands, lined up on both sides of Jinyiwei. Then, Qianhu Fuli, dressed in a heroic flying fish suit, walked out of the darkness and stood in the light of the torch to examine Zhang Yanhui, the former minister of Dali Temple who defied the law and communicated with internal and external enemies. Zhang Yanhui was only wearing a stained white underclothes, unkempt, with two moldy straws stuck to his messy bun, quite different from his usual dignified and haughty appearance. Seeing that the visitor was not an acquaintance, Zhang Yanhui's eyes dimmed obviously, and he slowly let go of the hand holding the fence, and lay down on his side in the straw pile again. "Master Zhang still refuses to reveal the mastermind behind it?" A subordinate moved a chair over, and Fu Li sat on the grand master's chair with his knees on his knees, his voice carrying a hint of usual coldness. After all, he is a young man with a weak crown. Although he was wearing the robes of Jin Yiwei, Zhang Yanhui didn't pay attention to Fu Li, still turned his back to him, and said with a snort, "I'm dismissed, why do you call me 'Master'? " "The criminal Zhang Yanhui! Master Qianhu asked you, you must answer truthfully, otherwise you will be punished!" A subordinate shouted, raised the back of his knife and slapped the iron fence, trying to frighten Zhang Yanhui. Zhang Yanhui was unmoved. The subordinate said: "My lord, this man has a stubborn mouth. Will he be punished?" Fu Li raised his hand, motioning for him to step aside first. Since Zhang Yanhui was determined to take all the blame for the crime, ordinary punishment would not work, if torture was used, his body might not be able to last for two days. "The assassin who came to the Imperial Prison to assassinate Sun Zhang last time was locked up next to Mr. Zhang. When he first came in, he was as reluctant to speak as Mr. Zhang. After he figured it out, he said everything, including The fact that he is working for the Marquis of Pingjin." Fu Li said unhurriedly, watching Zhang Yanhui in the prison through the iron fence, and saw his arms flinch, obviously listening. Fu Li's eyes were heavy, and he continued: "In fact, everyone knows that the master behind you is Pingjinhou. Pingjinhou is ambitious and decisive in killing. Last time, he brought in a patrolling censor, and he immediately sent someone to assassinate him." After losing this person, how can Master Zhang guarantee that he will not become the second Sun Zhang?" "Huangkou boy, don't slander the important ministers in the court!" Hearing this, Zhang Yanhui finally reacted, turned over and looked at Fu Li and said angrily, "I, Zhang Yanhui, do things and do things alone! I am the magistrate of Chuzhou for the private salt." What you did has nothing to do with Marquis Pingjin!" He was stern, but his eyes were full of obvious surprise and timidity. "Master Zhang is so stupid and loyal. It doesn't matter if he dies. You have to take care of his wife and children in the house. Master Zhang understands Pingjinhou's behavior best. If you insist on not telling, you will be useless to Jin Yiwei, whether it is assassination or seriousness." No matter the sentence, there will be no one to protect you." After a pause, Fu Li said, "If you pay for your crimes, I will strengthen the security of the prison so that assassins cannot break in, and order people to protect your wife and children, and protect your wife and children. Your whole family's life." These words undoubtedly hurt Zhang Yanhui's weakness. He is not Wu Yue, a dead man. He is greedy for money and even more afraid of death. The reason why he took the blame is because Pingjinhou once promised him that he would beg the empress and the prince to send him lightly But what if, as Fu Li said, Marquis Pingjin only needed a scapegoat, and he didn't want him to escape from prison alive? Having figured this out, Zhang Yanhui couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat, and suddenly sat up and grabbed the iron fence. Under the disheveled hair, he opened his mouth and closed it again, his hands clutching the iron fence were bulging and his knuckles were white, but he still hesitated. Fu Li didn't urge him, and after waiting for a while, he got up and said, "It seems that Mr. Zhang is not going to say anything." After that, he turned around and left, taking away all his subordinates neatly. Zhang Yanhui really panicked, and said loudly: "What do you want to hear! I'll tell you!" He was really scared, his voice broke, and his cheeks were pressed tightly against the cold and rusty fence, as if It's like getting out of it. Fu Li stopped, and stood facing the flames for a moment, Fang said coldly: "Confess the chief envoy of the salt smuggling case and your personnel allocation, sales process, and how you tampered with your statement last year to cover up Xue Rui's forced Imperial College The story of the female student falling from the building is told one by one, for the victim ?? Ways! " "The key is who will draft the revision?" "I'll come." When the ministers were discussing, Zhu Wenli interrupted in a deep voice, and said firmly word by word, "Those who attempt to rape their beloved will be stabbed and exiled for thousands of miles; The assassin shall be exiled for three thousand miles; the one who kills shall be hanged!" The loud and loud words filled the hall with awe. In the silence, Zhu Wenli looked over all the ministers, and landed on the editor of the Qingpao Hanlin in the last row, and said: "This document will be drafted by Editor Jiang of the Imperial Academy. From now until the 16th of next month, All lovers can participate in the joint letter and contribute to the improvement of the law of our court!" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: 25500087 1 piece; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 20 bottles of Baiqi's Heart; 10 bottles of 19237570; 1 bottle of Mianmian, Nianniansheng, Baililuluhong, Shining; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 81 ? The Kunning Palace was deserted, and Empress Zhang was wearing a phoenix crown dress, looking at Zhu Wenli who was kneeling below with a serious expression, "It's not impossible to move the Xue family, but why choose now? You haven't married the second girl of the Wu family yet. If you want to get rid of the Xue family without even standing on your heels, don¡¯t you mean you¡¯ve broken your own arm?¡± Outside the window, the midsummer cicadas were singing loudly, Zhu Wenli stood up and knelt on the cold floor tiles, and his tone was rare and stubborn, "Mother, the Xue family has kept us from selling officials and nobles, selling private salt, and colluding with foreign enemies, making the atmosphere in the court turbid. All of these are serious crimes, if we let it go on, sooner or later the East Palace will be implicated, and it will do us a hundred harms without any benefit, how can we talk about it?" "But at least you have to wait until you get married, and it won't be too late to do it with the help of the Wu family!" "If we don't investigate Zhang Yanhui while the iron is hot, but wait until the big wedding in August before doing it, we will lose the opportunity" There was a dispute in the hall, when suddenly there was a burst of brisk footsteps outside, the servants and palace maids said one after another: "Miss Wu Er stop, the empress and His Royal Highness are discussing matters, you can't go in!" However, it was too late, Wu Suyue had already stepped into the hall with one foot. She saw the figure of the prince being punished to kneel through the curtain, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right, so she quickly retracted her feet and slipped away. Thoroughly investigating the case of Xue's family is on the verge of death and has to be launched. "Although I am a queen, I have never been recognized by your Majesty; I was married as a deep palace woman by the order of my family, and I have never been loved by my husband for a day It is my incompetence that has caused my son to be unfavored. It has been more than twenty years. , I am trembling and thinking hard, lest His Majesty depose our mother and son, and reuse the Xue family, there is no way." The queen sighed for a long time, and when she said that she was a victim of the marriage and "had never been loved by her husband for a day", her eyes were red and tears filled her eyes. She pressed the corners of her eyes with a veil to calm down the inadvertently exposed fragility, then stood up and supported Zhu Wenli, and said: "This is the end of the matter, it's useless to talk too much, since the emperor has made up his mind, let's just let go and do it." Hearing this, Zhu Wenli's eyes flashed with joy, and he said solemnly: "I have thanked my mother for understanding!" "Between mother and child, how can we talk about understanding? It's just that I'm worried about you." The queen's sideburns grew a few more white, and after thinking about it, she said, "You have a good eye to know people, and it's good to use Fu Li again, but you have to pay attention to everything. It is rare to promote it to the rank of five thousand households within two years, and it is too late." Zhu Wenli said with a smile: "You know how much Fu Li has done, let alone a thousand households, if he is not young, he would be able to take up the post of governor." The wrinkles between the Queen's brows eased a lot, and she said in a gentle voice: "Of course I know, I just remind you not to act too hastily, lest you lose your tongue. Also, although that girl Wu Suyue is a bit wild, she has good skills and a flexible mind. She is a rare and good girl, I am relieved to have her by your side, get closer to her from now on, and don't let her live as ridiculous as I am." Thinking of the figure that just shy away from rushing in without heeding it, Zhu Wenli also had a smile in his eyes, and said: "My son, please remember." Zhu Wenli walked out of the gate of Kunning Palace, and saw Wu Suyue kicking stones on the side of the road, her bright red skirt swaying in an arc with her footsteps. Hearing footsteps, Wu Suyue turned her head, looked at Zhu Wenli with undisguised worry in her eyes, and asked, "Is Your Highness alright?" "It's okay." Zhu Wenli stood three or four feet away from her, keeping a distance that was not alienating or frivolous, and asked, observing her expression, "Second Miss is not happy?" "I'm a little homesick. I just wanted to go to the Imperial Horse Supervisor to ride a horse to relax, but the people in the Four Guards Camp didn't allow it, saying that it was an imperial horse, and it could only be used by the emperor and princes." Wu Suyue's voice was a little low, and Zhu Wenli Talking while walking, "Why did the empress punish you by kneeling?" "Because of some matters in the court, I didn't discuss with my mother and made decisions on my own." Afraid that Wu Suyue might misunderstand the queen, Zhu Wenli added, "My mother is for my own good. The father has always favored the second brother, King Yun, and made me the crown prince." It's just for the sake of the queen mother and Xue and Zhang's family, at this time, I will take the lead to investigate and deal with Xue's family, which will inevitably make her uneasy." "The emperor has ignored the court affairs for ten years, but this time he came to the court for a Xue family. I thought about it for a long time. Maybe he put so much emphasis on this case, not to clean up the court, but to catch His Highness and Empress. , take the opportunity to support King Yun to the throne." Seeing a trace of helplessness on Zhu Wenli's face, Wu Suyue said bluntly, "I met King Yun once. " It was rare to be praised by others, Zhu Wenli was quite surprised, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he said awkwardly: "The second girl has only known me for a few days, so you know that I am better than the second brother on the inside?" "A person's temperament cannot be concealed?, she got up immediately and said, "I'll go to the Imperial College to see if I can persuade Siye and the doctors to sign, so I won't entertain you." Wu Mianxue waved her hand indifferently: "Go, go." Just after leaving the palace, there were already two familiar Jinyi guards waiting outside the gate of the palace. Seeing Jiang Yan coming out in a hurry, the two pressed their swords forward and clasped their fists and said, "Master Jiang, I am here to protect you under the order of Fu Qianhu." , I don¡¯t know where my lord is going? Do you want to prepare a car?¡± Jiang Yan knew that Fu Li was worried about her safety and sent people to follow her day and night. After all, the Xue family dog ??jumped the wall in a hurry and could do anything. "Go to the Imperial College." Jiang Yan remembered that he hadn't seen Fu Li in the past two days, and he didn't know where he went to check again, so he asked, "Where are you, Mr. Fu?" Jin Yiwei replied: "Your Excellency is on official business, not in Yingtian Mansion." Jiang Yan nodded and stopped asking. Just at this moment, a subtle call came from behind: "Editor Jiang, can I sign it?" Jiang Yanzheng was worried that less than half of the courtiers had seconded the document. Hearing the words, he was delighted, and hurriedly turned around and said: "Of course" Then he froze, and the smile on the corner of his mouth turned into surprise. It's Xie Jin. Didn't his father refuse to sign? Why did he come? As if seeing Jiang Yan's doubts, Xie Jin's blushing blushed, he said nervously and nervously: "I heard about the fact that you came to lobby the mansion yesterdayI'm sorry, my father does not agree to repair the law, But that doesn't mean I disagree." After a pause, Xie Jin took another deep breath, summoned up his courage and said: "I know, I only have the honor of juren, I have no official position, and my signature doesn't mean anything, but II" "Sign it." Jiang Yan calmly unfolded the document, took out the printing pad from her arms, and handed it to him. When writing, Xie Jin's hands trembled a little, probably because he was afraid that his father would scold him if he found out, but he still signed his name stroke by stroke, and stamped his handprint carefully. After finishing all this, he smiled with relief, turned around and left quickly. "Thank you." Jiang Yan rolled up the document, said these two words from the bottom of her heart, and bowed deeply towards Xie Jin's back. Xie Jin's back trembled, but he didn't look back, but his steps were obviously much easier. Jin Yiwei's work was really fast. As soon as Xie Jin left, a carriage stopped outside the palace gate. Jiang Yan got into the car, pressed her temples in the bumps and swayed, muttered words and kept writing the manuscript, and imagined the problems that might be encountered in the lobbying process many times But she did not expect that what awaited her in the Imperial College was such a scene¡ª¡ª The doctor's hall is solemn and solemn, the setting sun shines in from all sides through the window lattice, and the fine dust floats in the air. The cauldron burned incense, and the two directors, Cen Ji and Xun Jing, led all the doctoral officers, teaching assistants, and chief clerks of the six schools in the prison to wait quietly in the hall. Some of them are still very young, some are old people with crutches, but without exception, they have bathed and changed their clothes, and their expressions are solemn as if they are doing a sacred thing. At the door, Jiang Yan's footsteps paused slightly, and all the manuscripts were disrupted when she saw this group of Confucian officials waiting spontaneously, only one heart was pounding against the chest cavity, and the warm current rushed to the limbs and bones, turning into tears in the eye sockets. wetness. The shock brought by this kind of scene is more touching than the bloody war and the scientific research of passing five levels and beheading six generals. "It's too slow." Seeing Jiang Yan standing at the door for a long time holding a document, and the usually bright and clever person was so stunned that he couldn't even utter a word, Cen Siye said coldly, "Paper and pen Bring it." At that moment, Jiang Yan felt that she was standing in the darkness of the turbid and chaotic world, but she was no longer afraid, because she knew that she was not fighting alone, there was light around her, and the dawn would eventually replace the darkness. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù I'm a little tired today, so I'll write this first~ Cheng Wenwen and Fuli will appear tomorrow! Hey my little cuties! Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels who voted [Line mines]: Mangosteen Arch Mountain Pig, 1 Xiaofu who can¡¯t drink peach oolong; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 20 bottles of Eating, Sleeping and Sleeping; 5 bottles of Gege; 1 bottle of Qingqing Zijin; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 82 ? Pingjin Hou Mansion, Xue Changqing slowly wiped away the fresh and sticky blood on his hands. And lying under his feet was a woman's corpse twisted in a strange posture. Cheng Wen recognized this face, the seventeenth mother of the assassin. It's just that the gorgeous and ruthless face was covered with a layer of ashen death at this time, with bleeding from the mouth and nose, and he couldn't rest in peace. "The witnesses and physical evidence collected by Jin Yiwei are on the way, and they will arrive at Yingtian Mansion in a few days." Xue Changqing threw the blood-stained handkerchief aside, and said to a burly man with twisted muscles and a hulking waist kneeling in the room , "Kill them all, but if you leave one alive, Shi Qi Niang's fate is your tomorrow!" His eyes were gloomy, and there was a strong murderous look in his words. Even such a burly man could not lift his head due to his aura, so he just bowed his head and said, "Yes, master!" "And you, you have done a good job these days, and you are loyal to the Xue family, and you can see it." Xue Changqing stared at Cheng Wen coldly, "Sooner or later, Jin Yiwei will find out about Yeyun Villa. To ensure nothing goes wrong, the account books It will be given to you and Zhang Jinhe for safekeeping. As for your mother, there is no need to worry, Zhang Jinhe will 'do your filial piety' for you every step of the way, and you can rest assured to do the tasks I entrusted to you!" How could Cheng Wen fail to recognize the threat in Xue Changqing's words? Panic flashed across his face, and he hurriedly stated: "Cheng Wen swears to follow Lord Hou!" It is only when a person has a weakness that he can control it. Xue Changqing was very satisfied with his reaction, nodded and said: "Once this turmoil is over, this Marquis will arrange your marriage with Wan Qing, and I will surely send you to a successful career in the future." "Yes! On top of the court, you still have to rely on Lord Hou's respect!" Cheng Wen bowed his hands and saluted, and the sneer in his eyes was covered by his wide sleeves ? It was already night when Jiang Yan returned home from the Imperial College, Jiang Yan was so busy that she forgot to eat dinner, but her mood was never more relaxed than before. Holding the sesame cakes she bought along the way from the street in her hand, she pushed the door open and walked in while humming an unknown song. Across the courtyard, you can see candles lit in the small and warm hall, which must have been lit by Mrs. Dou before she left. The two Jinyi guards escorted her home and left, Jiang Yan turned around and locked the door, walked across the cobblestone path with a swing, passed through a few green bamboos in the small courtyard, was about to step up the steps, and suddenly saw a The stone flew towards her with a whistling sound, and landed at her feet with a bang. Jiang Yan turned around immediately, but the dark courtyard was empty, and she didn't know where the stone came from. "Who?!" Just as she was alert, another small stone landed at her feet, impartial and very accurate. Now Jiang Yan saw it clearly, the pebble flew down from the eaves, and the voice of the instigator came from the eaves above his head, revealing the coolness of the night, "Why did you come back so late?" Fu Li? ! Hearing this voice, all Jiang Yan's vigilance was instantly relaxed, and she was even more delighted. She immediately ran back to the courtyard biting the sesame cake, looked up, and saw that Fu Li was wearing a neat brocade jacket, without an official hat, sitting on the eaves of Jiang Yan's house with one leg flat and the other bent. Due to the lack of stars tonight, his outline became a black silhouette, and he seemed a little lonely for some reason. "I went back to the Imperial Collegebut you, what are you doing on the roof of my house?" "Look at the stars." "Are your eyes okay? The moon is covered by dark clouds today, where are the stars?" Jiang Yan swallowed the last bite of cake with a smile, looked around, opened her arms towards Fu Li on the roof and said, "Take me up, I will accompany you you together." Fu Li held Xiuchun Dao in his arms, teasing in his cold voice: "Come up by yourself." Jiang Yan rolled her eyes, went to one side of the courtyard wall to fiddle with for a while, and moved a bamboo ladder with great effort. Unexpectedly, just after the ladder was set up, Fu Li, who was still resting his time, couldn't be idle anymore. A rabbit falcon fell to the ground, wrapped around Jiang Yan's waist with one hand, turned onto the courtyard wall, and walked quickly along the courtyard wall. Take a few steps and sit her on the roof. The sudden weightlessness made Jiang Yan's heart beat wildly, and she could still feel the reassuring strength of Fu Li's restraint on her waist. She sat among the cold and hard rubble, with the deep night sky within reach above her head, feeling the cool wind passing by her ears, she finally recovered from the discomfort of weightlessness, stared at Fu Li and said: " Didn¡¯t you tell me to come up by myself? The ladders have been moved, why are you hugging me again?¡± "That's what happened just now, I just want you to say something nice to me." Across the hazy night, Fu Li's handsome and deep silhouette seemed to be more beautiful than usual. He frankly accepted Jiang Yan's slap in the face, sat down with his knees bent beside her, and said in a firm tone, "Ayan is in a good mood today." "Yeah, very good. I didn't like Cen Siye very much before, I always thought he was too rigid and serious, but until today I understand: it turns out that he has always treated usIt refreshes the body and mind. No one thought that the accident happened at this time. In the darkness, out of the corner of Fu Li's eye, he caught a cold light behind the opposite roof - people who practice martial arts are most sensitive to this cold refraction! The smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help froze, he sensed the danger almost immediately, he said "be careful", and pushed Jiang Yan away! With a bang, the arrow came through the air unexpectedly! Before Jiang Yan realized what happened, she was pushed by Fu Li and fell on her back. Almost at the same time, a feathered arrow flew past her nose, and she lost her balance for a moment, and immediately rolled down the eaves screaming! "Jiang Yan!" Fu Li stepped on the rubble and ran quickly, grabbing Jiang Yan's hand just as she was about to fall from the eaves. The huge inertia of the fall caused Jiang Yan's wrist to ache, almost dislocated and broken! She clenched her teeth and let out a muffled grunt, her body dangling in mid-air, trembling and looking up, Fu Li's eyes were full of fear, the veins on her neck swelled, and her usually clear and steady voice trembled, saying a word After a pause, he said, "Hold on to me!" After finishing speaking, he yelled towards his residence: "There are assassins! Where is Dou Zheng?!" The assassin who was hiding in the shadow of the roof across the street still didn't give up, and several more arrows flew in, all of which took the lives of the two of them! Fu Li shrank his pupils, turned over and rolled down the eaves to avoid the two arrows, quickly adjusted his posture in mid-air, and protected Jiang Yan in his arms! At the same time, the captain of Jin Yiwei, who was on duty in Fuli's mansion, was alarmed and rushed over with his knife. There was a muffled bang, and the two hugged each other and fell into the courtyard. Although Fu Li protected her very well, Jiang Yan was still so shocked that the back of her head and the base of her nose ached, and she felt a strong sense of weightlessness and the shock of life and death. It made her hold her breath, only staring, her throat seemed to be choked and unable to breathe. Fu Li turned over with difficulty, patted Jiang Yan's cheek, and said in a panic, "Ayan, are you okay? Ayan!" That slap awakened Jiang Yan's sanity. She coughed violently several times, opened her mouth and panted heavily, and before she could recover, she got up from Fu Li's arms and asked in horror, "Does it hurt you? Okay? Does it hurt?" Fu Li didn't speak, but just stared at her with some obvious fear in his eyes. He hugged Jiang Yan suddenly, and hugged him tightly with his whole body, breathing slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't hurt, it's good that you're fine." Jiang Yan had lingering fears, her eyes were flushed, and she hugged Fu Li back with trembling hands. A quarter of an hour later, in Qianhu's mansion. Dou Zheng presented a bow and arrow, bowed his head and said to Fu Li: "The assassin ran away, and his subordinates neglected their duties, so they only picked up this thing at the corner of the opposite street." Fu Li took the bow and arrow and stroked it, then asked in a deep voice, "Can you see the assassin's appearance clearly?" Dou Zhengdao: "It was dark, I didn't see clearly, only one of them was about seven feet tall, and the other was very burly, definitely over nine feet in length." "Assassination" I don't know what to think of, Fu Li's eyes turned cold, and he said quickly, "Immediately send people to meet Liu Zongqi, who is thoroughly investigating the private salt case, and make sure they come back alive to collect evidence!" However, this order was half a step too late. On the first day of August, Liu Zongqi and other seven Jinyiwei who had returned from collecting evidence were attacked. They fell down the cliff with their evidence, and none survived. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel who threw the [grenade]: 1 piece of Bai Qi's darling; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 76 bottles of lychee-flavored round roll; 5 bottles of 25500087; 2 bottles of Yiyuji; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 83 ? Thoroughly investigating the private salt case, Jin Yiwei lost seven elites. Although there is no complete evidence to prove who the murderer was, everyone already has a conclusion in their minds. Xue Changqing should never have messed with Jinyiwei. On the second day, there were 33 Jinyiwei officials of seventh rank and above in Nanbei Town Fusi, all wearing official robes. With the example of the officials of the Imperial College and Jinyiwei, the direction of the wind changed drastically, and many officials who were neutral and on the sidelines also sneaked to sign, trying to get a piece of the Xue family case. The atmosphere in the court has always been like this, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and the wall fell and everyone pushed it, it was Xue Changqing's retribution. On August 13th, there are still six days before the deadline for joint signatures. One hundred and forty-two people have signed on the long silk scroll, accounting for more than 40% of the Chinese and military officials in the dynasty. Only nine more people need to sign, the law The law can be amended and take effect. Even if Xue Changqing cannot be completely defeated, at least Xue Rui will no longer be at large. After three days and lobbying nine people, Jiang Yan was confident. Summer rains are torrential, and Yingtian Mansion has been soaked in rainwater for several days, and the air is full of humid water vapor. In front of Jinyi Guards, Fu Li, who had been suspended for half a month, was released from his post. He was wearing a black silk oil coat and galloped on a shiny horse. The horse's hooves stepped over the puddles, splashing rain all over the ground. At the corner in front of the guard, a young man in a blue official robe walked out slowly. As the rain fell, he was holding a paper umbrella, with only a clean chin exposed under the eaves, and the egret embroidered on the chest of his official uniform sang loudly, floating like a fairy. Cheng Wen? Fu Li subconsciously reined in the horse, and the horse braked sharply, and stamped uncomfortably on the spot. Cheng Wen lowered the umbrella eaves very low, and kept walking, only whispered when passing by the horse: "Ming Yezi, Zhuangyuan Mansion, I will make a deal with you." Pass. The sound of the rain was noisy and the vision was hazy, but Fu Li could still hear it clearly. He didn't respond, but just lowered his hood to cover the darkness in his eyes, and whipped his horse away. On the empty and narrow palace road, the two young men, one civil and one military, ran in opposite directions, as if they had never met before. A thunderbolt struck, and in the secret room of the Marquis of Pingjin, Xue Changqing stood with his hands behind his back. His tall mountain figure was hidden in the darkness, feeling extremely oppressive, and said, "I wanted to kill Jiang Yan and take away the joint book in her hand." , but who would have met that kid Fu Lisince he has already startled the snake, don't make any moves recently, go back to Yeyun Villa and wait for orders." "Yes!" The burly assassin in black pulled down his scarf, revealing a ferocious and resolute red-purple face. After thinking for a while, he lowered his head and said, "Master, you give something as important as the account book to Cheng Wen." , is it appropriate?" "Heh." Xue Changqing turned around, his face was as sinister as a snake, and his words were poisonous, oozing with a chill, "Do you think I'm really stupid enough to hand over the account books to him?" Hearing Xue Changqing's rhetorical question, the black-clothed assassin was confused, and raised his head and said, "Then what you gave him is" "Of course it's a fake." Xue Changqing snorted heavily, "It's to help me get out of my shell." "Subordinates understand!" The man in black suddenly said, "No wonder you asked Zhang Jinhe to secretly contact King Yun. Presumably, if Jin Yiwei finds out about Cheng Wen, but only finds out a fake account book, you can join hands with King Yun to fight against him." Jin Yiwei framed the courtiers." "Zhu Wenyu has no brains. The concubine next to him is a ruthless person, and she proposed to cooperate with this Marquis under such circumstances." Xue Changqing twitched the corners of his mouth, "It is really helpless to join forces with Prince Yun. Who told us The prince and empress who have been supported by one hand are disobedient! If you want to hide everything, don't even think about it!" "Where did you hide the real ledger?" the man in black asked, "Do you want your subordinates to send more people to look after it?" "No need." Xue Changqing turned around and sat behind the table in the secret room, cut off the candle wick with golden dragon scissors, and sneered, "This Marquis will hide it in an absolutely safe place." Just as he was speaking, the door of the secret room clicked, and the door of the secret room was opened from the outside. Then, Xue Wanqing cautiously walked in with Ling Luo on her arm, and asked, "Father, what do you want from me?" "Wanqing, come here." Xue Changqing withdrew the poisonous coldness in his eyes, put on a fatherly smile, and waved to Xue Wanqing. When she came to sit down, Xue Changqing took out a dowry box from the hidden compartment under the case, and gently placed it in front of Xue Wanqing. "What is this? Is it for me?" Xue Wanqing asked. Seeing her reaching out to open the box, Xue Changqing hurriedly pressed her hand, shook his head lightly and said, "This is the dowry my father prepared for you, and you can only open it on the day you get married." On the night of August 15th, the weather cleared and the moon and stars were sparse. In his first year as an official, Jiang Yan also received theDao, the blue official robes and the vermilion palace walls set off, like a knight walking in the desert under the setting sun. At the same time, Xue Changqing, who was also changing court clothes in Xue's residence, looked down and asked, "What did you say?" The burly man in black clasped his fists and knelt down, saying in a trembling voice, "Master Hou, something happened to Zhang Jinhe." In the wide sleeves of the imperial uniform, Xue Changqing's five fingers clenched into fists, and he chewed his cheeks several times. Fang Yin gave the last order: "Escort the county magistrate out of the city immediately! In addition, at all costs, kill Cheng Wen! We must not let He lived to catch up with today's court meeting!" "Yes!" The man in black took the order and quickly disappeared into the room ? August 16, the last day of the joint letter, is destined to be an unusual day. Excluding some low-level officials, almost all officials above the seventh rank were present¡ªincluding Xue Changqing and Xue Rui, father and son who came to wait for the verdict. The prince and queen have arrived, Zhu Wenli is sitting next to the dragon chair, and the queen is behind the curtain. Korean, Chinese and military officials consciously lined up on both sides, with solemn expressions, so quiet that you could hear needles dropping, they were all waiting for the final verdict. Jiang Yan presented the joint letter with both hands, and the eunuch with the handprint of the supervisor of ceremonies read out the list of joint letters: There are 302 officials of the North Korean Communist Party, big and small, and a total of 153 people signed the joint letter. As a rule, as long as more than half of the officials of the North Korean Communist Party¡ªthat is, more than 151 people, this regulation counts pass. The moment the eunuch announced the number of people, the prince Zhu Wenli and Jiang Yan both heaved a sigh of relief, while Xue Changqing and Yun Wang Zhu Wenyu looked gloomy, wondering what they were thinking. On the other hand, Xue Rui saw that his situation was over, his legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground, his forehead covered in cold sweat Zhu Wenli took a deep breath and announced: "You all have heard the notarization just now. If so, I declare" "Your Highness." The palm print eunuch turned around holding the unfolded silk paper, and interrupted Zhu Wenli with a smile, "Although there are 153 lives in the joint letter, two of them are unqualified and should be removed. " Hearing this, there were mixed discussions in the court. While whispering, Zhu Wenli signaled for silence, tried his best to stabilize the situation in the court, and asked, "Admiral Li, which two are unqualified?" "One is the son of the Minister of Rituals, Xie Jin. Mr. Xie is only from a family background and has no official title, so his signature is not counted; and the second one" The palm print eunuch wrinkled his face with a smile, and bowed to Zhu Wenli He apologized, "The second is you, Your Highness." "Me?" Zhu Wenli frowned. The palm print eunuch explained: "You are the one who proposed the draft. For the sake of fairness, you cannot participate in the voting." Zhu Wenli looked at Fu Ke in the front row, seeking the opinion of Lord Chief Assistant. Fu Ke pondered for a moment, then Fang held the ivory wat and went out: "Your Highness, it is indeed so according to the etiquette." With a twist, the number of joint sponsors dropped to 151, which happened to be half of the officials of the DPRK and China, neither more nor less. If it cannot exceed half, the proposal will be invalid. During the turn of the peak, Jiang Yan's heart sank, and her eyes subconsciously swept across the officials, but those officials who did not sign their names just bowed their heads in silence, and no one dared to stand up. A sneer appeared on Xue Changqing's gloomy face, and he went out and clapped his hands, "Today is the last day, since the number of co-signers has not reached the standard, it is still open to discussion. But please rest assured, His Royal Highness, if the dog is really wrong, the old minister will decide." Take your unfilial son to the gate of the Ruan Mansion to make amends for Ruan Shangshu and the Ruan family girl" "Who said that the number of co-signers is not enough?" Suddenly a cold voice came, and it was transmitted to everyone's ears very clearly. Everyone followed the prestige, only to see Fu Li in a flying fish suit coming towards Zhu Wenli, holding his fists against the light, and said, "Your Highness, it's not yet time, and there is still one person who wants to sign!" The sun was rising in the east, and the golden light was shining. On the stone steps outside the hall, there were light and steady footsteps. In the golden curtain of light, a young figure slowly appeared in everyone's field of vision, a sixth-rank civil official robe embroidered with egrets in blue, a black gauze hat, and a dark red sleeve robe After he stepped out of the blazing light and shadow and entered the hall, people realized that the dark red on his sleeve robe was blood¡ªfresh blood gurgling from the wound on his arm, falling drop by drop on the floor tiles of the hall, like The red plum blossoms are bright and bleak. Holding a dowry box in his hand, he stepped through mountains of knives and flames, dodged open guns and hidden arrows, and caught up with today's court meeting alive under the eyes of everyone, whether stunned or suspicious. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Eighty-Four ? Half an hour ago, Yeyun Villa. Xue Wanqing seldom comes here, after all, she hates the mistresses and assassins her father raises here. The courtyard was refurbished at some point, and it was planted with unfamiliar flowers and plants. The soil inside was moist and dark red, as if soaked in the blood of countless people. Xue Wanqing walked around the red mud with disgust. After all, death The extraordinary land will dirty her beautifully embroidered shoes. These days the capital is not peaceful, private entry and exit are strictly prohibited at the gate of the city, there are spies of Jin Yiwei everywhere, she can't get out, so she has to come here to avoid the limelight, just wait for the day when Xue's family revives, she will kill return¡­¡­ If it wasn't for Zhang Yanhui's accident that caused Xue's family to be investigated, she would have married Cheng Wen long ago! Thinking about Cheng Wen, Xue Wanqing smiled contemptuously. When he was in the Imperial College, this person was meek and not good at speaking, and he was dressed in shabby clothes. Unexpectedly, he became a dark horse after being the number one scholar in high school, reborn as a dignified appearance. How many people wanted to marry Cheng Wen, but Cheng Wen still became his own? Are those rouge vulgar fans of theirs worthy of competing with themselves? At the end of summer, with dew among the flowers, Xue Wanqing is like a proud peacock, walking through the flower garden in front of the yard with her head held high, imagining the scene of her future husband bowing to her countless times in her mind Just as she was engrossed in her thoughts, she suddenly heard There was a loud bang from behind, as if some rude person knocked open the door. Xue Wanqing was taken aback, subconsciously turned around and reprimanded: "Get out" Before she could finish speaking, she saw more than a dozen brocade guards wearing round collar armor and big hats escorting her guards in front of the steps, and at the center of the door, a tall and tall young Qianhu Holding the knife, he stood with his back to her¡ªjust the back view was indescribably majestic and majestic. It was obviously not a good thing to meet Jin Yiwei at this time, the anger on Xue Wanqing's face faded, and quickly turned into panic. She took a step back, tried her best to stabilize her limp legs, and said sternly, "Who are you? How dare you come here to arrest people! Let me tell you, I am the head of Huaning County, who was appointed by the imperial court. It is a serious crime to leave the main courtyard!" Before he finished speaking, the young man in the flying fish suit at the door turned around slowly, revealing a cool and handsome face. "Fu Li" Xue Wanqing suffocated for breath, and her arrogance fell short in an instant. It was like this when she was in the Guozijian, she was condescending and enjoyed the admiration and admiration of everyone, but she was afraid of Fu Li and Jiang Yan. Afraid of Fu Li's coldness, and Jiang Yan's mouth like a knife, as long as they meet them, nothing good will happen! Sure enough, Fu Li stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and unfolded the driving sticker in his hand. The bright red official seal on it that allowed the search hurt Xue Wanqing's eyes. "Jin Yiwei was ordered to thoroughly investigate the case of the Xue family's alleged salt smuggling, and came here to ask County Lord Xue for something." He said coldly and clearly. Two quarters of an hour ago, Dongfucheng Street. In an official sedan chair, the young Hanlin Xiuzuo, wearing an official robe embroidered with auspicious clouds and egrets, sat upright, looking ahead, his indifferent gaze fell on the shaking sedan curtain as if without focus. If you look closely, he tightly holds a concentric knot made of red rope in his hand, his knuckles are slightly white, as if he is holding all his beliefs. The distance from Dongfu City to Hongwumen is only a quarter of an hour. In the early morning, there are few people, and the morning light is quiet and peaceful, but for no reason there is a heavy and strange atmosphere. The bow and arrow came through the air, and he didn't even have time to think about it. He just felt that the car curtain was pierced by something sharp, and then there were several chilling sounds. Several feathered arrows, and two more severed his arms, and were nailed straight to the backrest behind him. Under the severe pain, the tails of the arrows were still trembling. "Line up! Protect Master Cheng!" Fortunately, Fu Li sent a few Jin Yiwei disguised as servants and coachmen to escort them. This group of well-trained masters quickly surrounded Cheng Wen's sedan chair, and shouted loudly: "It's okay, Master Cheng?" Cheng Wen clenched his teeth, the severe pain in his arm was mixed with a wet touch, and the sticky blood dripped down his arm in an instant, soaking the red knot in his hand. "I'm fine" As soon as he finished speaking, more than ten arrows shot through the air, all of which were cut off by Jin Yiwei. The twilight dawn breaks, and the cold light of swords is refracted on the curtain of the carriage. The outside quickly becomes one, and the clank of swords and swords can be heard endlessly I don't know how long it took, the sound of horseshoes galloping closer, followed by the sound of a few heavy objects There was a sound of hitting the ground, the avenue was quiet, and the surroundings returned to silence. The breeze blew the car curtain, and the blood splatter on the curtain was clearly visible. Cheng Wen didn't lift the curtain, and he didn't even change his sitting posture. If the sleeve of his right arm hadn't been stained dark red with blood, no one would have thought that he had just gone through What a near-death assassination. &nbNone of the personnel is allowed to be left behind! I order you to complete the investigation within one month, and make sure to find out the authenticity of the accounts, and neither let one person go nor wrong one person! Before that, please condescend Marquis Pingjin and his son to stay in Beizhen Fusi, and the rest of the female family members are all confined to the Marquis's mansion. They are not allowed to leave the mansion for half a step until the matter is clarified, and they are not allowed to contact outsiders in private. Anyone who violates the order will be killed without pardon. ! " The sonorous words were resounding, and Xue Changqing knew that the situation was over, so he bowed on the ground and said: "Your Highness wants to check the minister, and the minister has no complaints. It's just that the dog is the only male in the Xue family, and please look at the empress's mother in Zhuojing." For the sake of my sister, His Royal Highness's aunt and aunt, and for the dedication of my ministers to support His Highness's great cause, I will spare the dog once! Both death and living crimes, I have suffered for the dog!" After finishing speaking, he paused heavily. On the side, Xue Rui said anxiously: "Father!" Zhu Wenli didn't speak, the hall was full of awe, and the courtiers only dared to make eye contact. Behind the curtain, Empress Zhang also remained silent, so Zhu Wenli understood that his mother was on his side after all. Once the emperor and the courtiers, at dawn, the court urgently needs a new injection of atmosphere, and the matter of the Xue family is the best breakthrough! "Marquis Pingjin, you can atone for your son's crimes, but you cannot suffer for the victim. You are an elder in the court, you should understand that 'feeling' cannot replace 'law', and law is not the law of nobility." After thinking for a while, Zhu Wenli He called out, "Editor Jiang." "The minister is here." Suddenly being called, Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment before holding the wat to go out. "How many people are co-signing now, read it again." "One hundred and fifty-two, more than half of one person." "In this way, the revision of the law will be considered passed." Zhu Wenli yelled, "Pingjin Marquis Xue Rui intends to forcibly occupy a good girl, causing her to fall from a building and seriously injured her, and she has been in a coma for more than ten months. This is already a felony! It is not an edict to stab and flow for three thousand miles, and you will never be able to return to the capital forever!" As soon as these words came out, Xue Changqing's eyes turned red instantly, and his complexion was distorted like a ghost. All the ministers bowed down in unison, shouting, 'The prince is a thousand years old'! Before waiting for everyone to sigh, Zhu Wenli issued several edicts, and then said: "Fu Qianhu!" Fu Li cupped his fists: "The minister is here!" "Order Jin Yiwei Captain to execute immediately!" "The minister takes orders." "Admiral, Supervisor of Ceremonies!" "The old slave is here." "Prison immediately!" "¡­¡­yes." When he was dragged out of the hall by the captain of Jinyiwei of the court staff, Xue Rui was so frightened that his face turned pale, and the back of his clothes was soaked in cold sweat. He struggled and shouted: "Father! Help me! Father! Your Highness the Crown Prince!" Help me! Cousin, you can¡¯t cross the river and tear down bridges!! Help me!¡± Zhu Wenli remained unmoved, while Xue Changqing slowly closed his eyes, and clenched his ten fingers in his sleeves into fists. The captain familiarly pressed Xue Rui down on the bench, and the admiral and eunuch came in a hurry and stood aside with his toes turned outwards slightly - this is an unwritten rule between Dongchang and Jinyiwei, if it is a prison sentence If the admiral and eunuch spread their feet, they will be punished lightly with sticks; The eunuch must have been bribed by Xue's family, so he spread his feet and signaled Fu Li to stay under the stick. Fu Liquan pretended not to see the hint from the old eunuch, raised his hand and shouted: "Execution!" Snapped¡ª¡ª Papa¡ª¡ª As soon as the stick fell, Xue Rui's screams resounded like killing a pig. His screams don't seem to be faked, but one can imagine how heavy this court staff is. If one hundred sticks are beaten, Xue Rui will be disabled even if he is not dead Hearing the muffled sound of the stick beating on the flesh wound and Xue Rui's gradually exhausted screams, Jiang Yan felt exhausted all over her body, and her heart was very happy, even her fingers were trembling, her eyes were astringent for some reason, Want to shed tears. Just like the tense bowstring suddenly loosened, one year and two months, she finally waited until today. If Ayu could see such a happy scene, hear Xue Rui crying and screaming and confessing, it would be great! ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 30 bottles of Aoaoaomeow; 10 bottles of y.fel; 8 bottles; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 85 ? The court trial lasted for half a day, and finally reached its peak when the prince Zhu Wenli took the initiative to ask for twenty lashes. In Zhu Wenli's words: "Xue Rui made this big mistake, and Donggong also committed the crime of connivance and cover-up, so he punished himself with 20 lashes, in order to correct the law and be fair." Not to mention the headless Dali Temple, even the Ministry of Punishment and the Inspectorate did not dare to flog the future emperor. In the end, all the officials knelt down and pleaded, and repeatedly dissuaded them on the grounds that the East Palace wedding was imminent. Only then did Zhu Wenli reluctantly change his punishment to For 'wall-face training'. Although the punishment was light, Zhu Wenli, the noble crown prince, not only dared to set an example, but also showed his position of dividing lines from his relatives, and even warned those dignitaries who secretly colluded and climbed the dragon and the phoenix, not to rely on the imperial power to know the law and break the law Outside the hall, a hundred court sticks had been beaten for an unknown amount of time, but the captain who executed the execution had changed several times. Xue Rui's screams turned from high to weak, intermittently, and eventually there was no sound at all. Only the wooden stick hit the flesh and blood The heavy sound on the board is clearly audible After the one-hundred-stick beating, two captains dragged the unconscious Xue Rui into the hall¡ªthe always arrogant Xue Rui was dragged into the hall like a dead dog with his hair messy and wet. Tired together, the back and buttocks were even more bloody and bloody, bloody water wiped a line of dark red stains on the floor tiles along the feet, and a disgusting unpleasant smell instantly permeated the hall. I don't know whether he was beaten or frightened, but he was incontinent. In such a situation, he was either dead or disabled, and he might not be able to stand up again for the rest of his life. Some ministers didn't dare to face the blood directly, and secretly turned their eyes away; From this, the eyes of even the most ruthless person are red at this time, the eyes are bloodshot, and the distorted face can't tell whether it is hatred or distress. Xue Changqing and his son were sent to Beizhen Fusi for interrogation, and when they went down to the court, all the officials sighed, and an hour later there were still court officials standing outside the hall discussing the matter. Some people say that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has changed a lot recently. If he used to be a benevolent monarch, now he is more like an emperor, giving both kindness and power, and controlling the situation in the court However, Jiang Yan didn't intend to pay attention to these. On the palace road outside the etiquette department, she saw Cheng Wen who had just come out of the imperial hospital to bandage his wound. Probably due to excessive blood loss, Cheng Wen's face turned pale, and he was not surprised to see Jiang Yan walking towards him. He just stood there and nodded slightly in return. "Master Cheng's injury, is it okay?" Jiang Yan asked, looking at his blood-stained sleeve. "It's been bandaged to stop the bleeding at the imperial hospital. It's not a serious problem. Miss Lao Jiang, don't worry." In private, he still calls Jiang Yan as a "girl", the same tone as when he was in the Imperial College. There are so many thoughts in my heart for a while, I don't know where to start. Recalling the misunderstandings and doubts towards him in the past four months, Jiang Yan felt guilty, and said calmly: "That day, you left the "Gazetteer of Datong Mansion" on the case of the Imperial Academy on purpose, for the purpose of guiding The clues for me to continue to investigate? It was also from that day that I vaguely understood that you were helping us secretly by taking refuge in the Xue family Unfortunately, I understood it too late, and I owe you an 'sorry' after all." After finishing speaking, Jiang Yan cupped her hands and gave a deep bow. "It's me who should say I'm sorry. I pretended to surrender to the Xue family. Xue Changqing has always been suspicious of my intentions and sent eyeliners to watch my actions all the time. Therefore, I said something against my will and offended Miss Jiang and the eldest son." Cheng Wen Regardless of the injury on his arm, he insisted on bowing his hand in return, and said, "I should be the one who should say thank you." After all, this is his love and hatred, and he didn't intend to implicate Jiang Yan, but it backfired. The sun in mid-August subsided from the heat, and the sun was warm on the person. Jiang Yan has never been so relaxed for a moment. Hesitating to speak for several times, she finally took out an object from her sleeve and handed it to Cheng Wen, and said softly: "You gave this to Ayu, the nanny cleaned it up that day, and gave it to me, let me Return it to the person who gave it" She spread out her hand, and there was a concentric knot lying on the palm, the color was still very bright, unlike the one in Cheng Wen's arms, which was old and faded due to frequent rubbing. Cheng Wen's eyes darkened obviously. Jiang Yan hurriedly explained: "Mother Zhao didn't know that you gave it to Ayu, and I misunderstood you at that time, so I took it back. Now that I think about it, maybe it will return to the original owner and you can deal with it." It's more appropriate After all, Ayu forgets everything after waking up, and doesn't remember this knot." The sun fell on the red knot in the palm of the palm, reflecting strands of gold threads. Cheng Wen looked at the red knot for a long time before reaching out to take it. I don't know if it was because of the injury or for some other reason, but his hands trembled slightly. "She finally failedto understand what I mean." Cheng Wen said softly, with a rare loneliness in his calm and gentle eyes. &?, said in Jiang Yan's ear, "I want you." Jiang Yan's heart trembled, and a tingling sensation filled her limbs and bones. It was really a clear day, she leaned against the bluestone brick wall, saw Fu Li stretch out his hand, enclosing her between herself and the wall, saw the mottled sunlight reflected in his eyes, revealing an unusual heat And deep As countless times, my heart beats. It was already evening when we went to Nguyen Mansion. These days, Ruan Yu has been able to stay in the bed and walk, but he has just recovered from a long illness and his body is not very strong, so he is too tired to walk for a quarter of an hour. Jiang Yan took her to admire the chrysanthemums in the backyard, and encouraged her to drink a small glass of plum wine. Seeing a healthy blush on her increasingly plump face, Jiang Yan became more at ease. "What good thing happened to Ah Yan, so happy?" Ruan Yu was a little tired, sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard and asked, with a polite and restrained smile on his lips, just like before. "Punishing evil and promoting good is a very good thing." Jiang Yan pinched Ruan Yu's cheek with a smile, and said, "Ayu, you have to remember that no matter what you go through, there will be many people who will love you, love you very, very much .¡± Ruan Yu just looked at her ignorantly. Jiang Yan sighed: "One day, you will understand." As the sun sets and the moon rises, it is another brightly lit night in Yingtian Mansion, but in the confiscated Pingjin Hou Mansion, it is pitch black and bleak. "What are you doing here?" Xue Wanqing's angry voice broke the silence, while the oil lamp was shaking, her hair was in a messy bun, she suddenly stood up and said, "Get out! I don't need your pity!" Cheng Wen stood at Heiyueyue's door with a calm expression, neither mocking nor pity in his eyes. "The captain guarding the gate only gave me a quarter of an hour. I have a few words, and I'll leave after I finish." The night was as cold as water, and Cheng Wen didn't enter the door, but said slowly through a threshold, "Didn't you always want to know?" Why do I want to get close to the Xue family, and why do I want to defect from the Xue family?" "Don't say it! I know you are because of that bitch Ruan Yu!" Xue Wanqing suddenly became agitated, and said sharply with red eyes, "I knew you and her were not clear! Cheng Wen, do you know, I I would rather hope that you are greedy for the power of the Xue family than that you will destroy me for her!" "No. This matter is related to Miss Ruan, but it is not all caused by her. To be honest, my hatred for Xue's family began six years ago." I don't know how long it took, Cheng Wen asked, "I have a younger sister, Do you know why she died?" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels who voted [Line mines]: Bai Qi's sweetheart, 25500087, Ziheng, number one fanboy¡•, emm 1; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 30 bottles of Bai Qi's heart and liver; 10 bottles of Cai Cai, I am not a star; 3 bottles of Yiyuji; ; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 86 ? Cheng Wen's family is poor, and his father is just a cowardly and poor scholar. The imperial examination is his only way out. But being born in a place like Yingtianfu where there are rich dignitaries and talents, Cheng Wen has to work harder than others to gain a foothold, so every new moon, he rarely goes home, and concentrates on staying in the academy to study hard. Often when the seasons change, the old mother and younger sister will come to give him food and clothes. He remembers the autumn of the tenth year of Hongchang very clearly. It was the third day of October. The weather suddenly became very cold. His mother contracted a cough and could not go out, so he asked his fourteen-year-old sister to bring him autumn clothes and food alone. The younger sister originally came with the women who were going to the market, but the women were so busy shopping that they forgot to wait for her to go home with them. The little girl can only walk through the market alone with an empty food box, walk through the secluded wilderness, and walk home for more than an hour On the field road three miles away from home, she had an accident. After receiving the news from his mother, he hurried home without taking care of it. The fourteen-year-old sister was dressed in ragged clothes, showing a lot of bruises and bruises. Her beautiful face was full of tears, but she just shook her head in despair and begged: "Mother, don't ask! I really don't know who he is. Who! Please please don't ask me any more!" The one who hurt my sister was the imperial student of the Imperial College. Cheng Wen saw the jade ornaments that his younger sister tore off from the other party's clothes when he was struggling, and a piece of rags the size of a thumb¡ª¡ªthe cloth strips were fine smoke-colored veils, which were only eligible to be worn by imperial students. The next six months were like hell-his father was injured, and he was depressed because of what happened to his younger sister, and he passed away soon; When the news arrived, he was rescued in time, but fell into a permanent coma Cheng Wen became less talkative, and being admitted to the Imperial College to find out the real culprit became his only strength to support him through those dark years. In the spring of the 11th year of Hongchang, he was successfully admitted to the Imperial Academy of Calligraphy. It is not difficult to find out the list of students who went out on the third day of October. After all, the third day of October is the first day of Shuo Wang's return to school. There are records. "On the third day of October last year, a student picked up a jade pendant on a trail in the eastern suburbs. It looked like it belonged to a student from the Imperial College. It was lost on the road during a trip. I wonder if sir can find out who the classmates were on that day's trip. ?Student please return the jade pendant to him." "The third grade of junior high school is the lecture day, and the only ones who dare to skip class at that time are the demon kings of the world." Jian Cheng flipped through the attendance book, pressed the corner of his mouth, and said in disgust, "Here, Xue Rui, the son of Marquis of Pingjin, and Zhang, the son of Dali Temple Qing Obviously, Lei Zude, the son of the Minister of Justice was the only three of them who slipped out for autumn hunting that day." Cheng Wen soon saw the three dudes. He didn't know how much effort he had spent to barely suppress the darkness and hatred surging in his heart. "The jade is mine. I said why can't I find it. It turned out to be thrown there." In the gazebo, Xue Rui's oily hair and noodles, with his famous and evil-smiling friends on each arm, waved his hands and threw it at Cheng Wen. A few taels of silver, "There are really fools in this world who don't waste money, I reward you!" A few pieces of silver bouncing down at Cheng Wen's feet made his shoes extremely old. He didn't pick up the silver, but turned away amidst the laughter of Xue Rui and the others, his fingers in his sleeves almost tore out his palm. In the Guozijian, not all villains are there, after all, there are mostly good people. For example, Mr. Fu, Miss Jiang, and his Miss Ruan That cold day, he picked up the pen and paper that Xue Wanqing's cloak swept away, and suddenly a white and tender hand picked up the brush for him. Looking up, Ruan Yu smiled shyly at him and said: "Give." Just at this moment, he saw his light. "You ask me why I hate the Xue family so much? It's just because the people I love the most are all destroyed by the Xue family. I can't be as noble as Jiang Yan. She only needs Xue Rui to pay her debts. But I have been thinking all day about how to repay the entire Xue family's blood debt, and after much deliberation, the only way to find your weakness is to go deep into the tiger's den and kill you with one blow." Across the threshold, Xue Wanqing sobbed in the light and shadow of the oil lamp, staring at Cheng Wen with horrified eyes, as if looking at a terrible monster. Cheng Wen stood in the darkness outside the door. There was no pain or hatred on his handsome face, only the calmness after the storm remained, and he said indifferently, "You once called me cowardly, but in fact, I am just more tolerant than others. Your father For every corpse that I was ordered to bury, I clearly remember the location of their grass graves. Although I did not kill anyone, am I not afraid when I see the distorted corpses that your father ordered to kill? No, I'm very scared, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night, so in my house, there will always be their tablets and ever-burning lights, this is my confession, and it is also myFu Li slapped Wei Jinghong's paw away indifferently, and said, "Marriage is not a big deal, I even thought of the child's name." "If you don't have a child, what's the use of just having a name?" Wei Jinghong put his heart on his shoulders, put his hand on his shoulders persistently, and said with a smile, "I can make a child tonight, aren't you jealous? Hee hee." Fu Li: "" Jiang Yan at the bottom of the stairs: "" Jiang Yan was too lazy to care about these two fools, so she bypassed the other end and went to find Ruan Yu in the sea of ??lights in the front yard¡ªher body had not fully recovered, and she was a little tired when the wedding banquet was halfway through, so Jiang Yan had to help her. She was sitting and resting under the lantern in the front yard, and she didn't know if she was still waiting there. At this time, the front yard was very lively. The Wei family was very well-connected, and many people came, including Cheng Wen, the number one scholar. Under the rows of high-hanging lanterns, the guests and hosts had a good time. Many of the guests who came to the banquet knew Cheng Wen, and they all begged him to write an inscription as a gift, so as to get a taste of the talent of the number one scholar. Cheng Wen originally came to a banquet to congratulate Wei Jinghong on his new wedding, but he was surrounded by guests and couldn't escape, so he had to take the pens and paper handed over by everyone and wrote a few small poems or messages of comfort. While writing engrossingly, a cool wind blew up on the flat ground, and Cheng Wen, who was leaning over to write, didn't notice for a moment, the paper on the desk was blown all over the sky, and the brush rolled down, landing on a pair of small and exquisite Next to the embroidered shoes. Ruan Yu was admiring the lanterns on the stone bench beside her, and those lanterns of various colors with happy characters were gathered above her head like the sun, moon and stars, intertwined with orange-gold light. A sudden gust of wind blew up, and as the lamp was shaking, she noticed a slight sound beside her feet, as if something had been blown by the wind and rolled down. When she looked down, it was a beautiful wolf hair brush. Everyone was in a hurry to help pick up the calligraphy, Cheng Wen squeezed away from the crowd with an apologetic smile, and looked for the direction where the brush fell, he couldn't help being startled Under the sea of ??lights, a woman of exquisite stature tilted her head slightly, her eyes were clear and docile, and she looked at him ignorantly. Time stood still, Cheng Wen paused, as if a lifetime had passed. How long has it been since I saw her eyes open alive? It seems as long as a lifetime. The wind was blowing the hem of his clothes, and in the light, he watched Ruan Yu calmly and softly bent over to pick up the wolf hair brush, stepped forward hesitantly, and handed it to him, saying: "Young Master's pen is dropped, here it is." Just like three years ago, she looked at the embarrassed and humble Cheng Wen with a shy smile, handed over a pen and said, "Here you are." Knowing that his hands were already full of filth and he was not qualified to expect anything more, Cheng Wen still took the pen trembling slightly, and said with a warm smile, "Thank you, Miss Ruan." "Yourecognize me?" Ruan Yu's eyes widened slightly, with fire flashing in them, reflecting Cheng Wenjunxiu's gentle smile. She looked at Cheng Wen for a long time and hesitated for a long time. Fang said softly, "It's strange. I always feel like I saw that scene in a dream." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: I am not a star, a pig in the next life, emm 1; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 10 bottles of Time Chapter; 3 bottles of Niannianbukuai, v_v.victoria; 1 bottle of Mianmian, Shining Shining, and the Voice of Niannian; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 87 ? On September 12, the sensational Xue family father-son case finally came to an end. Pingjin Marquis Xue Changqing wantonly murdered dissidents, sold officials, smuggled salt, and committed treason. Each of these major cases was enough to sentence him to death. However, the crown prince thought that he was a veteran of the court and had made great achievements when he was young, so he deprived him of the title of "Marquis of Pingjin" and gave him his whole body. His wife and daughter were demoted to common people; He has committed crimes many times and has been punished with one hundred sticks. As usual, he was exiled to Youzhou as an assassin. However, because of the wound ruptured and infected after the court stick was passed, he was unable to be escorted to go with a high fever, so the queen allowed him to stay in Beizhen Fusi for a while. Seek medical treatment in prison, and escort him out of Beijing after he recovers from his injuries. Even so, Xue Rui's collapse is still getting worse day by day, with more breath and less intake, I am afraid that he will not live for a few days. In the next half month, Zhu Wenli faded away from his previous elegance and gentleness, and used vigorous and vigorous means to remove more than a dozen officials involved in the case, including Xue's party members and Minister of the Ministry of punishment, who were either dismissed from their posts and investigated or demoted from the capital. . In order to protect themselves, the queen's natal family willingly resigned from office and went back to seclusion. After such a big move, the three divisions in charge of the law alone in the imperial court had two divisions vacant, and there were more than ten other vacancies. Therefore, Zhu Wenli immediately sent an order to the six divisions for discussion. Wang Qian selected a group of young talents to fill in, which completely cut off Wang Yun's desire to cultivate power. Zhang Zhijing, who was the second editor of the Imperial Academy with Jiang Yan, was promoted to the Shaoqing of Dali Temple. Dealing with the history of Wenmo and the country. She knows that she has a special status, and it is not easy to stay in the Hanlin Academy. Not only is she not cynical at all, but she is happy and carefree. On the contrary, because of Cheng Wen's meritorious service in the case of Xue's family, Zhu Wenli disregarded the previous suspicions and promoted him to the position of Zhan Shifu's young Zhan Shi and the Inspector Zuoqin Superintendent of the Inspectorate. The dignitaries seem to have forgotten what method he used to uproot the Xue family, and they rushed to marry Cheng Yushi, but they all declined. Asked the reason, he just smiled and replied: "Sorry, Cheng already has someone in mind." ?September 28th is Fu Li's birthday, and the day when Guan Guan came of age, it is of great significance. Early in the morning, Fu Li returned to the first auxiliary mansion, and he would return to Chang'an Avenue after finishing the coronation ceremony and having lunch in the main mansion. Recently, the Imperial Academy had a rare leisure time, so Jiang Yan specially left the palace an hour earlier, and went to the market to buy fresh ingredients on the way home. Fu Li said at least that it would take another hour to come back. Before the sun set, she rolled up her sleeves and went to the kitchen to make noodles. It took half an hour to make a bowl of longevity noodles under the instruction of Mrs. Dou. After the noodles were boiled, they were put into a bowl. Due to her lack of strength in kneading the noodles and uneven knives, several strands of the boiled noodles were broken. Jiang Yan picked out the broken noodles and ate them wisely. Unexpectedly, after picking and picking, there was only half a bowl of complete long noodles left, which looked a little shabby. Jiang Yan was quick to wit, poured two tablespoons of boiled chicken soup on the noodles, scooped a spoonful of meat sauce on it, and scalded it Vegetables, and two golden poached eggs on top, the longevity noodles are complete. Tasted the saltiness, just right. After the noodles were ready, it was getting dark. Jiang Yan took the noodles and went to the main hall, lit a few more candlesticks, and covered the gauze lampshades, filling the small hall with warm orange light, as beautiful as the setting sun, bright and warm. Then, she took off her corset and put on a jacket she hadn't worn for a long time¡ªa jacket with pipa sleeves embroidered with pine flowers and silver clusters, paired with a bright garnet red pleated skirt, it was the night when the palace examination was over when she was shopping and eating wine. , Fu Li gave her a gift. Jiang Yan still remembers that night when the stars flowed, amidst thousands of lights, the young man in a martial robe held her hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "At least tonight, I want to show my 'disaster' through the streets." The past events emerged vividly, and the corners of Jiang Yan's mouth were slightly raised, and the joy in his heart was agitated as if he couldn't hold it back. She opened the low cabinet next to the bed, and took out a long sandalwood box from the bottom shelf. When she opened the box, she found a Bingdilian jade hairpin in excellent condition, which was a gift from Fu Li for her seventeenth birthday. . Loosen the bundled bun, combed the long hair strand by strand, tied up the bun carefully, and then put the hosta on the hairpin. The snow-white skirt wrapped around the slender and fair neck. The warm light and the red skirt set off her bright eyebrows and eyes. , Gu Panshenghui. As soon as he was dressed, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard. Jiang Yan knew that Fu Li had returned at an appointment¡ª¡ªin the morning, Jiang Yan made an agreement with him in advance to let him come over for dinner. In order not to disturb the young man, Mrs. Dou prepared the dishes for dinner and went home. Jiang Yan had no choice but to pick up a night light on the desk and went to open the door in person. During the period, I almost fell once, after all, God??What are you trusting. Fu Li wanted her, wanted her very much, and felt as if his heart would burst at the thought of her. Rational broke the embankment, he lowered his head to catch Jiang Yan's lips again, from light tasting to gradually warm, but when his hand touched the other's clothes, he stopped suddenly. Jiang Yan opened her eyes blankly, looking at Fu Li's handsome face. Fu Li propped up his arms a little, kept a safe distance from her, tried to calm his disordered breathing, and there was obvious love in his eyes. I don't know how long it took, his hoarse voice came from above, saying: "A marriage without a matchmaker is for sexual intercourse. Ayan, I don't want to wrong you." Jiang Yan froze for a moment, her eyelashes trembling slightly. After a long while, her eyes curled up, and she said with a smile: "You know I don't care. Mrs. Fu, I don't want to wrong you." "I care." Fu Li kissed her eyelashes, and said stubbornly, "Let me hold you, it will be fine in a while." The two lay face to face on the narrow couch, chest to chest, heartbeat to heartbeat, so close that they even breathed each other. The candlestick should be burning to the end, and the light has dimmed a lot, but Jiang Yan's eyes are still bright, as if they are filled with stars and moons. "Happy birthday, Boying." "Yes." Fu Li said, "I am very happy today." After a while, Fu Li tightened his arms and said in a low voice, "I'm going back to the mansion today, and I'll tell my father about our affairs." Jiang Yan casually asked: "What's the matter?" Fu Li lowered his head and kissed the tip of her ear, and said solemnly: "Ayan, let's get married." The candlestick was extinguished, and in the darkness, after a long silence, a voice with a smile came easily. "¡­¡­good." A good night's sleep. Early the next morning, Jiang Yan woke up in her bedroom. She slept so peacefully in Fu Li's arms last night, she didn't even know when she was carried back to her dormitory, but she vaguely remembered that Fu Li seemed to have slept with her all night However, at this time he had already left, probably returning to Beizhen Fusi. It's still easy for the Hanlin Academy, and it doesn't matter if you don't enter the palace all day when you are busy. Thinking of this, Jiang Yan stretched comfortably, and rolled around on the bed hugging the quilt twice. He was rolling vigorously, when he suddenly heard a click, as if something had fallen onto the bed. Jiang Yan moved when she heard the sound, and leaned on the edge of the bed to see, it turned out to be the picture album she gave Fu Li last night. Could it be that he forgot to take it away? Thinking of this, Jiang Yan reached out to pick up the album, lay on her back on the bed and flipped through it casually, in a daze. In the blank space of the last page, there is a fresh picture. The woman in the painting has long hair scattered like ink, and a corner of the quilt is casually placed on her stomach, occupying the entire bed in all directions, sleeping soundly Maybe she dreamed of something good, the woman curled her lips in sleep, Laugh silly. This woman has Jiang Yan's face, especially her eyebrows and expressions, which are so vivid. There is a line of familiar small characters next to it: [September 28th, Hongchang 17th year. ¡¿ You don't need to guess to know who made this calligraphy with a completely different style. "Could it be that he didn't sleep all night, so he was drawing this?" Jiang Yan stroked her chin and looked at herself on the last page, and said with a dumb smile, "How can I be so stupid in my sleeping position!" ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Today is double more in one~ Meme da cuties! Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: emm 1; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 78 bottles of Little Demon; 10 bottles of Waiting for You; 17358313 5 bottles; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 88 ? For the past two days, Jiang Yan has been thinking about how to write the letter of request. In fact, she has written several times, requesting to stay in the court, and even willing to make a pleading that she will never be affiliated with any party, but her efforts have been rejected. The iron law in the court is the iron law. She intervened in Ruan Yu's case and lobbied the court officials to revise the law. Even the crown prince can't do anything to help her, there is no way to have both. Having been an official for half a year, although she has made no achievements, Jiang Yan feels a little bit reluctant when she thinks that she will leave the Imperial Academy and return to ordinary life, as if those boring jobs of compiling books and compiling history have become cute. But you can't have both, since the court strictly forbids intermarriage between male and female officials, there is no choice but to make a choice. In mid-October, Jiang Yan wrote the resignation form and submitted it to the Prince of Wenhua Palace for instructions, but was rejected unexpectedly. "The faction of the Xue family was purged a few days ago. There are already many vacancies in the court. I really can't leave. I know that you and Fu Li are in love with each other. After all these years, you should reach the age of marriage. But half a After a month, it will be my mother's birthday, and at the end of next month, I will preside over the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, documents, congratulatory speeches and many other matters, and I still need editor Jiang to take care of it, and I don't feel relieved to leave it to others." In Wenhua Hall, Zhu Wenli folded the resignation paperwork she handed over and put it on the table, and said with a smile, "The matter of resignation will be discussed later. Don't worry, I will give you an answer at the latest in Lixia next year." Zhu Wenli can speak, but Jiang Yan will not be so stupid that the court really has to do it himself. According to the unwritten rules in the past, in order to show that the court cherishes talents, the court will not immediately agree to any officials who want to resign and retire. It will take about a year and a half to succeed. Perhaps it was Zhu Wenli's plan to delay the attack. Jiang Yan decided to take a gamble. She asked Zhu Wenli: "Your Highness, since the court cannot accommodate the minister, let the minister go to the Imperial College to take a seat. I love Fu Li very much, but to be honest, I am not willing to stop here. If I don't even fight for a If I quit, I am ashamed to see Jiangdong's elders." Zhu Wenli was just silent, and after a long time he smiled and said: "No hurry, we will talk about it next year." After returning home and talking about this matter with Fu Li, Jiang Yan asked him with a smile: "You said that if the prince does not agree to my request, what should I do to make a living after resigning? Could it be that I want to sell fans and ink in Yingtian Mansion?" For a living?" Fu Li leaned against the window and wiped his knife. Hearing this, he looked up at her from behind the snow-white blade, and said calmly, "I can't afford you?" "Who cares about your raising? The money has to be earned by oneself, and it is interesting to spend it." Jiang Yan, wearing a round-necked ochre-colored uniform, joked on the couch in the study, "As the saying goes, 'Take someone's short hand and eat it. People's mouth is soft, if I always rely on you and spend your money to eat your food, maybe I will be angry with you. But if I have a skill, I won't be afraid that you will always give up! If one day You really hate me, I will immediately go out with my money and find a younger boy!" "How dare you!" Fu Li bullied her to threaten her. Instead of being afraid, Jiang Yan looked at him provocatively, "If you dare, I will." The result of the provocation was naturally that he was pressed on the couch and given a severe 'interrogation'. For a moment, Jiang Yan covered her red, swollen and numb lips after being kissed. She didn't recover for a long time, and she didn't know what was going on. It's so easy to come here, it's overwhelming. "Why are you like this?" Jiang Yan touched her lips, and was relieved when she saw that the skin was not broken, and sighed, "I'm just joking with you." "I know." Fu Li glanced at her, his eyes were deep, and the corners of his mouth curled into a very faint curve, "I'm sorry you don't dare." "Since you know my intentions, why are you biting me?" Soon, Jiang Yan realized, "Did you do it on purpose?" She lazily stretched out her hand to beat Fu Li's shoulder, but the other party easily intercepted her fist and wrapped it in her palm. Fu Li leaned forward, and put her forehead against her forehead, nose to nose, his cold and deep eyes like the shadows of the moon in a pool, and said in a low voice, "Ayan, I want to see you in skirts again." After that, He turned his head and placed a kiss on Jiang Yan's lips. Different from the warm and lingering kiss just now, this kiss is more gentle and compassionate, passing like a dragonfly on water. Jiang Yan's heart was disturbed by this kiss, and she said with a smile, "Oh, the Queen's birthday, and the year-end festival, I help the Ministry of Rites so much that I don't touch the ground, how can I have time to wear skirts?" However, she was reluctant to push Fu Li away after all, and raised her hand to stroke his back lightly, as if she was comforting a precious big cat. Just when Jiang Yan was busy preparing the second letter of resignationnbsp; As the breeze blew, Ruan Yu thought of the Langhao pen that rolled down at her feet, and the handsome young man with a melancholy expression under the lotus lamp. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel who threw [grenade]: simple 2; Thanks to the little angels who voted [Line mines]: 4 Xiaoyao; Shining 1015, Xiaofu who can¡¯t drink Taotao Oolong, Bei Liu Jinu, emm, I¡¯m not a star, and 1 simple; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 20 bottles of lychee-flavored round roll; 10 bottles of 25500087, Shanshan, citrus and kiwi fruit; 5 bottles of Girl Jun; 2 bottles of Niannianbukuai; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 89 ? ?In Kunning Palace, there are celestial music, singing and dancing. Probably because people are in good spirits on happy occasions, since the big wedding in the East Palace, Empress Zhang's complexion has become much rosier than before. The slightly frosted temples added a bit of dignity and calmness to her, but it did not diminish her color. The maids in the palace poured wine one by one, and Empress Zhang was sitting in a phoenix crown dress, with a great demeanor. Her gaze slowly swept across the wives and noble ladies who were toasting together below, and finally fell on Li Chenlu who was beside King Yun. These days, Li Chenlu's pointed jaw has rounded a lot, presumably because she is three months pregnant. She was wearing a real red embroidered gold double-breasted shirt, a deep blue woven golden cloud pattern Xiapei, and a nine-zhai crown with flowers on her head. Although Li Chenlu was a guest and a courtier's wife, the way Yanyan talked with the noble ladies and official ladies around her seemed a bit like a mistress. The empress was naturally not very happy with such an outrageous guest. Without getting angry, she named Concubine Yun, and said: "Recently, I have been very moved when I heard about the members of the Xue family in Chaotang. This is a big tree with its back to enjoy the shade, but if you stand in the wrong team, stand on the Under the dangerous wall, I am afraid that those behind it will not only be unable to support it, but if it collapses that day, it will also bring disaster" The queen raised her eyes leisurely, looked at Li Chenlu and said with a smile: "Princess Yun, do you think so?" Others can't understand the queen's subtext, so how can Li Chenlu not understand? It turned out that the empress had already noticed that she and King Yun had ulterior motives in entering the palace every day to serve decoctions and curry favor with the emperor, so she used this remark to remind her not to be in the wrong team, and not to be indiscriminate about things that do not belong to her thought. Even though there was great resentment in his heart, Li Chen still showed no flaws on his face, and said to the empress Yingying: "What the empress said is that my son will be taught." Two quarters of an hour later, Li Chenlu walked hurriedly on the palace road with a gloomy face. And behind her, Zhu Wenyu, the ineffective king of Yun, caught up with an ivory bone fan, reached out to grab Li Chenlu, and asked, "You're pregnant, be careful!" The sound of silk music from Kunning Palace had already gone away, away from the queen's territory, Li Chenlu reluctantly slowed down, frowned, and looked worried: "Just now at the banquet, the prince also heard it." Zhu Wenyu looked absent-minded, and said absent-mindedly: "What did you hear?" "How can we serve medicine in front of the palace these few months, how could we hide it from the eyes and ears of the Kunning Palace and the East Palace? Thinking about it, the words at the Queen's Empress Banquet are a warning to the lord that you should not have any unreasonable thoughts!" Li Chenlu He stopped, lowered his voice and said aggrievedly, "It doesn't matter if I am wronged, but the prince is His Majesty's most trusted son, and he was also the prince who was most likely to be crowned prince, but because the empress made friends with the Xue family and forced the court to turn against you." Third brother, you have missed the crown prince position. Seeing that the emperor recently wanted to abolish the establishment due to the case of the Xue family, who would have thought that the empress would see through it at a glance and turn his anger on us." Hearing what she said, Zhu Wenyu was also a little anxious, and said with his hands on his hips, "Listening to Aifei's tone, this king is going to miss the crown prince again?" Zhu Wenyu has a single-minded brain, irritable and anxious when things happen, and is easily led by the nose. Seeing him restless, Li Chenlu took the opportunity to appease him: "My lord, the empress will never tolerate us threatening the position of the crown prince! Now that things have come to an end, it is better to take a risk and take a gamble" After finishing speaking, she covered her lips with her hands, and whispered in Zhu Wenyu's ear. A person's desires are endless. When she was an unpopular concubine in the Xiangcheng uncle's mansion, Li Chenlu secretly swore that one day, she would let those who bullied her prostrate at her feet. But when this day really came, Li Chenlu was no longer satisfied with this. What is a mere Xiangcheng uncle's mansion, she wants everyone in the world to submit to her skirt, one person is below ten thousand! At this moment, in front of the Hanlin Academy. Cheng Wen stopped beside the stone beast in front of the steps, and smiled to Ruan Yu who was slowly following behind him: "Miss Ruan, the Hanlin Academy is here, and the person you are looking for is in the Editing Pavilion inside." Ruan Yu gave a soft 'hmm', glanced aside with shy and timid eyes, and said: "Thank you, Mr. Cheng." Just now this young young man named Cheng Wen offered to lead the way, Ruan Yuben hesitated. For some reason, after waking up, she felt fearful of unfamiliar men, as if they were some kind of man-eating flood monsters, but strangely, when she faced Cheng Wen, her fear disappeared and she followed him naturally here. Ruan Yu felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, hazy, like looking at flowers through fog. Just as he was thinking, Cheng Wen had already greeted the duty officer of the Imperial Academy, explained Ruan Yu's identity, and asked them to let her in. After dealing with these matters, he made aHe raised his eyes from behind the letter paper and looked through the snow-covered bamboo leaves under the steps. In the light and shadow cut between the leaves, Fu Li stood with his back to him holding a shovel, wondering what he was thinking. "Fu Li, why don't you talk? Axue and Wei Jinghong are about to have a baby, what do you think we should send as a congratulatory gift?" Seeing that Fu Li still didn't respond, Jiang Yan raised her voice and said with a smile, "Bo Ying , I call you!" With a bang, Fu Li slapped the shovel in his hand on the ground, put his hand on the handle of the shovel, turned to look at her, and said expressionlessly, "Wei Jinghong, what virtue can we do, marrying a wife and having children is all up to me." Before." here we go again! Jiang Yan didn't bother to talk to him. In the vast expanse of white, Fu Li stood upright like a knife blade, and said solemnly: "Ayan, let's talk." Inexplicable. Jiang Yan said with a smile: "What are you talking about? So serious." "Talk about our child." Fu Li stepped on the snow, stepping on the thin snow on the stone steps with his black military boots, and looked at Jiang Yan with certainty. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Fu Li: After much deliberation, the only way to win over Wei Jinghong is to have a few more children. (After finishing speaking, immediately go back and think of the name of the future baby) ?Suddenly found that there are still dozens of favorites to reach 10,000 integers. I am weak and I hope the little cuties can realize my dream, and give the cute little pudding a stamp~ Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: simple 1; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 10 bottles of North Liu Jinu; 1 bottle of Dong Niang, Shining Shine, Sound of Nian Nian, Mian Mian, and Ah Yin; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Ninety ? Inside the room, incense was wafting, Jiang Yan was lazily leaning on the couch, heaved a sigh of relief, touched the suspicious water stains on her lips and said, "Are you so eager to get married? Don't worry, I am If I promise to marry you, I will try my best to strike a balance, it would be better if I can stay in the court and stand side by side with you, if I can¡¯t, I can only resign.¡± Fu Li sat next to her, except that he was still neatly dressed and had a cold demeanor, as if someone else had pushed her behind the door and kissed passionately just now. He looked at Jiang Yan, paused before asking in a low voice, "Don't you feel wronged?" "Why should you be wronged?" "You and I have known each other for a long time, but because of all kinds of troubles, I still can't give you a title." Unexpectedly, he would think so, Jiang Yan was stunned, Fang laughed dumbly and said: "I am a deviant person, I really don't care about the word 'name'. Boying, I am not wronged, but let you I feel guilty for waiting so long." Therefore, on the night of Fu Li's birthday last time, she was not willing to reject Fu Li's desire. It's just that he didn't expect that he could still hold back after all that. Thinking about it the other way around, that was also the night when Jiang Yan could feel Fu Li's love for her most deeply. Love is not possession, but giving. Fu Li gave her the greatest respect, as always. "For love, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, so how can there be grievances." Jiang Yan smiled, and said in a free and easy tone that sees through everything, "Fu Li, I love you very muchyou, do you know?" Hearing this, Fu Li's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Jiang Yan fixedly, as if he couldn't believe it. Jiang Yan is a rough-headed person, and Fu Li is a cold-hearted jerk-mouth gourd, so these two years of dating, they seldom say the words love, love, so frankly, "I love you very much." You', I'm afraid it's the first time in the ages. Fu Li readily accepted this love, and "loved" her fiercely in action. Once the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was over, time seemed to become silent, and the snow fell silently. It was a rare day off, Jiang Yan and Fu Li nestled in the house for a day, looked at the snow when the snow fell, and looked at each other when the snow stopped, the soft whiteness all over the world was like a lonely and beautiful white-headed appointment. In a few days' time it will be New Year's Eve, and it is customary to close the house for seven days. These seven days are a rare leisure time for others, but for Jiang Yan, it has become a holiday that is neither embarrassing nor embarrassing. Seven days is not enough for her to go back and forth between Yingtianfu and Yanzhou. Could it be that this year she can only stay in Yingtianfu for the New Year? While worrying, at night Fu Li climbed over the wall and came in again - this man, relying on his skills, never refused to enter through the main entrance in a proper manner, probably because he was afraid that others would see that he had a good relationship with Jiang Yan and cause trouble for her. . "Tomorrow, you come to court." Entering Jiang Yan's study, Fu Li put the knife on the desk and said to her. Jiang Yan didn't know which song he sang again. These days, she is busy repairing ancient books and transcribing annotations, soaking in potions and books all day long, and the Imperial Academy is free these days, paperwork can also be done at home, so if it is not necessary, Jiang Yan is too lazy to brave the severe cold to go to the palace Woolen cloth. Thinking of this, she took the lead, just raised her eyelids to look at Fu Li, and asked with a smile: "Why? It's cold, I'm too lazy to enter the palace." "You will know when you come." Seeing Jiang Yan's lack of interest, Fu Li took the trouble to show off, and whispered in her ear, "There is a surprise." It wasn't until the next day when the Sixth Division announced that the new Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Officials had taken office, that Jiang Yan knew what Fu Li meant by the 'surprise'. The new Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Officials is surnamed Jiang, named Yunchuan, from Yanzhou, the number one scholar in the seventh year of Guanghe Also, Jiang Yan's father. Looking at the familiar and slender figure of his father in the ranks of civil servants in front of him, Jiang Yan felt mixed feelings. The joy is that the whole family can be reunited in Yingtian Mansion, but the worry is that my father has always been unwilling to get involved in court battles, and I don't know if returning to the court this time will violate his original intention. But she knew that Dad agreed to come to Yingtian Mansion under the imperial edict, probably because he was worried about her. After coming down to court, Jiang Yunchuan still had to go to the prince to thank him, so Jiang Yan stepped out of the palace gate first, and Fu Li was already waiting outside the gate, his tall and straight figure reflected the red wall and snow, like a young general walking out of a painting. "Well, you Fuli, when did you know that Father is coming to Yingtian Mansion?" Jiang Yan walked over quickly, with a smile that couldn't be concealed in her eyes, "You're still playing tricks and learning to play tricks!" "I only found out yesterday." Fu Li also smiled, with a faint smile hanging on his cool lips, "The prince ordered me to go to the ferry to pick up your father." "My mother is here too?" "coming." "You took my father into the palace, did he everHe went to open the door, and the person who came was the eunuch who was in charge of ceremonies in the palace. "There is an order from the sage, ordering the editors of the Hanlin Academy to enter the palace immediately, and the emperor obeys orders without delay!" Two eunuchs of the ceremonial supervisor held glazed lamps, stood one on the left and the other on the right, and said to Jiang Yan, "Please stop, editor Jiang. " Entering the palace so late to obey orders? Jiang Yan's heart skipped a beat, and the blood all over her body seemed to be frozen, from head to heel. Suppressing the feeling of uncertainty in her heart, Jiang Yan asked: "Excuse me, father-in-law, will the emperor order to see all the officials, or to see the Imperial Academy alone?" "ThisYour Excellency will know when you go." The eunuch kept his tone tight and didn't say much. Jiang Yan unconsciously clenched the cloak wrapped around her body, and calmly said: "The clothes of the officials are messy, it is disrespectful to enter the palace rashly. Please also invite the two father-in-laws to enter the room and wait for a while, so that I can change into official clothes before coming back." "Editor Jiang, please hurry up." The eunuch, the supervisor of ceremonies, with a white and feminine face, had already stepped into the gate of the courtyard while speaking, and said in a sharp voice, "Our family is also following orders. If there is a delay, we will It's a matter, but it's going to lose your head." Jiang Yan smiled and said 'OK', the moment she tightened her clothes and turned around, the usual smile faded from the corner of her mouth, her heavy eyes were hidden in the cold night, and she quickened her pace and walked towards the wing room. Pushing open the door and going in, he was frightened by a slender black shadow in the room. "It's me." Fu Li walked from the shadows, exposed to the flickering lights. Facing each other across the street, he should have rushed over when he heard the movement from Jiang Yan's side. Probably because he came in a hurry, he was only wearing a thin tunic, and he didn't even have time to put on the cloak. He took Jiang Yan's hand and asked in a low voice, "I'm telling you to enter the palace late at night, for fear of danger." Seeing that he heard the eunuch's words, Jiang Yan quickly closed the door, picked up the fox fur hanging on the wooden frame and put it on Fu Li. Her expression was rare and nervous: "The emperor is seriously ill, and the Imperial Academy is a special place to draft edicts for the emperor. He is critically ill this time, but he is not calling all the officials to obey orders openly, but secretly summoning the Imperial Academy. want¡­¡­" "Change the legacy." Fu Li's eyes turned cold, and he said word by word, "Establish a new monarch." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Father Jiang: Mr. Fu, have you been promoted yet? What is the annual salary? Do you have a house? How much in and out? Dowry ready? When did you get married? When do you plan to have children? How many children? Are milk powder money and tuition fees ready? Where will you study in the future? Scientific examination or martial arts? Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: Witty fan, Twinkle 1015 1; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: Hehehe, forget 10 bottles; Niannianbuhappy 2 bottles; Gege 1 bottle; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 91 ? In the dark night, the stars are dim, the cold moon is dark, the dark blue night sky is inlaid with the outline of the black palace, and the majestic palace gate stands silently under the sky, like a mouth of a giant beast, swallowing darkness and Shuofeng. After getting off the sedan chair in front of the palace gate, Jiang Yan realized that there were several soft sedan chairs parked beside them, which must be the sedan chairs of several other academicians of the Imperial Academy. Just as she was about to take a closer look, the eunuch holding the glazed lamp immediately blocked her sight with his body, and said strangely, "Let's go, Editor Jiang." Entering through the side door, the light of the glazed lamp trembled in the wind, making people flustered, and the long and narrow palace road seemed extraordinarily long. "When you enter the palace later, you can just do whatever the emperor asks you to write, and don't forcefully advise you, lest you get killed." Before leaving, Fu Li's exhortation was still in his ears, "The Son of Heaven The edict, drafted by the Imperial Academy, must be stamped by a senior scholar before it can take effect. During the period before it takes effect, I will find a way to deal with it Remember, don¡¯t force yourself, everything is up to me!" After entering the gate of Qianqing, it is the emperor's bedroom. As soon as she stepped onto the stone steps to enter the hall, Jiang Yan felt the unusual atmosphere here¡ªalthough the hall was brightly lit, there was no maidservant in the hall, and a group of very unfamiliar men stood silently in front of the hall, all of whom were Brown shirt and soap boots, dressed neither like Jin Yiwei nor imperial guards, but more like a fan of the Dongchang Gate. Looking at this battle, Jiang Yan knew that she had guessed right, the emperor probably wanted to abolish the reserve and establish another. The most important thing right now is how to delay time. Thinking of this, Jiang Yan staggered and nearly fell with an 'ouch'. The eunuch next to her subconsciously supported her, and said in a low voice, "Editor Jiang, it's getting dark, please watch your way." Jiang Yan covered her ankle, frowned as if she had really sprained her ankle, and took a deep breath and said, "Elder-in-law, I seem to have sprained my ankle." "It doesn't matter if the foot is injured, as long as the hand can write." The eunuch put on a coffin face, and said with a smirk, "It's urgent, so I have to wrong Jiang Editor to go to the business first, and wait until the time is right." Once the matter is settled, our family will invite the imperial physician to treat you." After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and Fanzi, who was standing on the steps, came down with his knife, signaling Jiang Yan to enter the hall and obey. The strategy of delaying time was not successful, so Jiang Yan had no choice but to walk slowly into the empty and luxurious bedroom with a limp. The bright yellow curtains fluttered, and the candlesticks were always bright. Fu Shoufu led five Hanlin University Scholars to kneel in the hall to obey orders, and inside the curtain, one could vaguely see the emaciated emperor lying on his back on the dragon bed, as if he was not breathing well. , From time to time, there was a broken ho ho sound in the chest cavity. And beside the dragon couch, stood a familiar figure, it was Yun Wang Zhu Wenyu. Jiang Yan knelt near the door, and the wind was bleak, but she was only wearing a thin official uniform, and her hands were so stiff that she could hardly stretch them, whether it was cold or nervous. The eunuch of Dongchang moved the book case, and put the pen, ink and silk script on the case. The hall was as quiet as a tomb, and the old emperor's last breath was no different from howling by ghosts. Jiang Yan rubbed her hands, slowly grinded the ink, and peeked out of the corner of her eyes, hoping that someone would arrive in time to stop this unjustifiable waste storage incident Suddenly, a heart-piercing cough broke the silence, and the old emperor seemed to vomit blood. After a while, the gauze curtain was lifted, revealing Zhu Wenyu's crazy and greasy face. He glanced at the worshiping officials in the hall, his complexion was gloomy, and he said solemnly: "Father has an order, please respectfully listen to the edict" "His Royal Highness, is this inappropriate?" The speaker was Han Xi, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion. The thin civil official raised his head and cupped his hands, and bluntly objected, "Since it is a will, it should be witnessed by all the officials outside the gate, and the prince and queen should stand around. How can there be such a hasty reason?" Zhu Wenyu's face changed instantly, and he said coldly: "Master Han, this is the order of the emperor, do you want to resist it!" It's a pity that there are not all fools in the Hanlin Academy. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it's weird that King Yun is so eager for quick success. Han Xi pouted his neck and said bluntly: "If the name is not right and the words are not right, it is the order of the emperor, and it is difficult for the minister to obey!" "OkayOkay! It's about this time, and you still want to get angry with your father!" Zhu Wenyu raised his eyebrows, gritted his teeth, and said, "Come here!" Fanzi who was waiting outside the door immediately came in, and Zhu Wenyu sternly said: "Han Xi, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, openly resisted the edict and refused to obey it, so he will be sent to torture him! If other people have any objections, he will end!" "Wait a minute." At the front, Fu Ke stood up leisurely, and said to the couch with his hands behind his back, "Your Majesty, private torture is not the work of Ming Jun. Please think twice, Your Majesty." "Fu Shoufu, even you want to fight against this king?" Zhu Wenyu said, "Father is seriously ill. As the head of all officials, how can you take the lead in disobedience?" "It's not that the minister is disobedient, it's just that the minister cannot do things that are unclear."; Zhu Wenyu was trembling all over, he didn't know whether it was from anger or fear, at this time Li Chenlu was not there, he gritted his teeth for a while, and could only look back at the bed suddenly, and begged: "Father!" The old emperor's breathing was weak, and he was already speechless, so naturally he couldn't respond to him. "Envoy Cai Fu, please 'invite' the second brother out. Fu Li, clear the place." After finishing speaking, Zhu Wenli walked into the hall, with the dancing candlelight reflected in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Please step down first, my lords. You have to talk to Father Haosheng." A farce, a false alarm, Jiang Yan felt as if she had a ridiculous dream when she went out. She had never seen such a foolish emperor, such a useless conspirator, everything was settled before dawn. Fu Li was busy cleaning up the dozens of Dongchang fans, but before Jiang Yan went out, he took off his cloak and put it on her, said, "Wait for me when you go home", then turned and followed the ranks of Jin Yiwei. King Yun has the protection of the emperor, and Beizhen Fusi has no right to interrogate him for the time being, but it is very easy to pry the mouths of these fans. The cloak on her body was warm, carrying Fu Li's body temperature, Jiang Yan took a deep breath of the cool air in the early morning, her limbs and bones gradually warmed up under the residual heat of the cloak, making her extremely light. ? I hope this is the last turmoil, and that the rest of my life will be safe and healthy. In the hall, Zhu Wenli moved the candlesticks next to the table a little closer so that he could illuminate the old emperor's decayed face. The man he once looked up to finally collapsed like a mountain, and his defeat was a complete mess. As the saying goes, "When a person is about to die, his words are good", but why did he still refuse to look at himself when he was about to die? Feeling extremely sad, my mood became calm instead. "Father, since I was a child, I have worked hard to study poetry and books, read the way of governing the country, and practice riding and shooting, but I didn't fully understand it until today" Zhu Wenli knelt by the old emperor's bed, and said mockingly, "So I After doing so much, it's not as good as the second emperor's brother doing nothing." After all, Concubine Liu Gui is the woman the emperor loves most; Zhu Wenyu is the child of the woman he loves the most. The old emperor opened his cloudy eyes and moved his fingertips, as if he wanted to say something. Zhu Wenli just watched calmly, raised his sleeves and wiped away the thick tears from the corners of the emperor's eyes, and said, "I figured it out, and I'm relieved. I no longer expect your approval, but since I have taken on the responsibility of the world's society, Responsibility, I will never hand over the country to mediocrity." After saying that, a tear came out of his eyes, across his slightly trembling chin. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince twitched the corners of his mouth, probably only he himself could understand that there was a bit of self-mockery and bitterness in that smile. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: emm 1; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 20 bottles of Fake Xi Da; 5 bottles of Wit Fan; 1 bottle of Mian Mian; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 92 ? More than 20 years ago, today's son had not ascended to the throne of God, but he was just the most inconspicuous virtuous king among the many princes. During the Spring Palace Banquet, he met Liu Shi, the beauty of Jiaofang, and fell in love at first sight. Regardless of Liu's humble status, he insisted on getting rid of her. She overturned Liu's case and accepted her as a side concubine, and gave birth to her second son Zhu Wenyu the following year. Nineteen years ago, King Xian came to the throne with the help of Duke Ding, and Mrs. Liu was promoted all the way from concubine to noble concubine. At the most glorious time, she was almost on an equal footing with the queen. Less than two years later, the emperor tried in vain to make Zhu Wenyu, the son of Concubine Liu Gui, the heir apparent, but failed. Under the pressure of his ministers, he changed Zhu Wenli, the son of the empress, to be the prince of the East Palace. Zhu Wenli knew that he was not welcomed by his father, but he never thought that when he was about to die, his father's thoughts were still on his useless second brother. As the night grew darker and the sound leaked out, Zhu Wenli looked at the dying emperor on the couch, and said softly: "The burden of this thousand-mile country is too heavy, and the second emperor can't bear it. If you really love him, you shouldn't let him go." He sat in the lonely position in the Golden Luan Hall. What's more, the Second Emperor served you decoctions every day, and recruited warlocks to make alchemy for you. Have you ever thought that the problem with the dosage of the elixir might have something to do with him?" The emperor's cloudy eyes just stared straight at the ceiling, his dry eyelids trembled, his lips trembled slightly, but he didn't make a sound. "It turns out that you have always known that Brother Er Huang had tampered with your pill." After a pause, Zhu Wenli's eyes became compassionate, and he said complicatedly, "You actuallylove him so much." The old emperor's Adam's apple protruded from under the thin dry skin, and rolled up and down, like a fish in a marsh opened his mouth, his lips squirmed, making a subtle air sound, as if he was talking about something. Zhu Wenli listened to him, and heard him say angrily: "I just returned what belonged to him" Originally thought that he had put aside everything earlier and didn't care about gains and losses, but when he heard the emperor's words, his heart was still as painful as a knife, and he almost couldn't breathe. "Things that belonged to him" Zhu Wenli repeated this sentence, his eyes gradually turning red. He maintained this ear-attached posture and did not move until the sound of breathing in his ears gradually faded and stopped, until the old emperor's withered eyes gradually closed, and his head was tilted to the sidethe tears in Zhu Wenli's eyes could not be restrained from falling down . When the queen and the princess arrived, they saw only the lights in the empty hall and the bright yellow curtains rolling like spirit-calling banners. Zhu Wenli's shoulders were trembling, and he was holding the emperor's cold withered hands as if holding back something, choking his voice. He said: "What did my son do wrong, father? Why did you still want to hurt me so far with every word like a knife?" Father and son have been indifferent for more than 20 years. Only now did Zhu Wenli have the opportunity to hold his father's hand like an ordinary child, even though this father only regarded him as a tool and a shame. "The emperor is dead" Empress Zhang's long hair was disheveled, she stared blankly at the hall, her voice trembling imperceptibly, and ordered, "Toll the death knell." When the last word fell, tears also fell. ?The love between husband and wife for more than 20 years, and the love for seeing each other for more than 20 years, has finally come to an end. Amidst the servant's high-pitched 'The Emperor's death', Wu Suyue quietly walked over, knelt beside Zhu Wenli, and gently opened Zhu Wenli's tightly clenched hands. She didn't speak, just accompanied Zhu Wenli silently until dawn. The death knell rang, breaking the silence before dawn. The night in the west is still as thick as ink, while the east is already pale. In the distant city of Yingtianfu, civilians stop in their clothes and look in the direction of the death bell from the palace; Take it, kowtow There was a big funeral in the middle school, and the court was closed for one month. During the national funeral, there was no need to go to court, so Jiang Yan took leave of absence and went to Lintao Mansion with her parents to meet her grandfather Lu Yunsheng. Since the farewell in Shuozhou, although Jiang Yan has maintained correspondence with Lu Lao every year, it is the first time that the whole family has been dispatched to visit relatives like this, so she is a little nervous. Originally, Fu Li wanted to escort them to the north, but during the funeral of the late emperor, in addition to the funeral, funeral and many other matters, Jin Yiwei had to take care of them, and he also had to be responsible for supporting the new emperor's ascension to the throne and shouldering the important task of stabilizing the court. I had to give up. After several bumps to the outside of Lu's house in Lintao Prefecture, Mrs. Jiang was more nervous than Jiang Yan. The fingers in her sleeves were twisted together. From time to time, she asked Jiang Yan and Jiang Yunchuan if there was anything wrong with her. the gate. As expected, he was turned away. Fortunately, Jiang Yan was well prepared, and thought of a roundabout way, and said to the disciples of the Lu family who came to open the door: "Please tell me, brother Lu, that Jiang Yan, the editor of the Imperial Academy of Yingtianfu, was ordered to repair the Datong Mansion." ???The soft-hearted personality is very similar to your future grandson-in-law! " "Are you engaged?" Mr. Lu grasped the key point accurately, raised his head immediately, and flung his eyes. "" Jiang Yan reacted belatedly. "Hmph, Lizi! That's all you have ambitions for." Elder Lu's face turned cold again, and he said, "Go out." So Jiang Yan was kicked out, and looked at Jiang's parents outside the gate of Lu's house. Fortunately, Mr. Lu was not really angry. He still met with Jiang Yan's family on the third day. Although there was nothing to say during the dinner, it was much more relieved than not seeing each other for more than ten years. Seeing his father again after so many years, Lu Baoling couldn't help himself, and quietly wiped his tears twice. Seeing this, Lu Yunsheng glanced at him and said coldly: "The old man is still alive, okay, why are you crying? Have dinner." Looking at the dishes on the food table in front of him, each one was his favorite childhood dish, Lu Baoling's eyes were red again, he got up and bowed again, unable to kneel down. It has been seven days since I left the Lu Mansion. Both Jiang Yan and Jiang Yunchuan were court officials, they had to go back to Beijing to see off the late emperor's coffin, and prepare for the enthronement ceremony of the new emperor, so they bid farewell to Elder Lu and hurried back to Tianfu. On the first day of February, when Fangfei first bloomed, Jiang Yan hurriedly pushed open the gate of Qianhu Mansion opposite Chang'an Street, and said to Master Jin Yiwei who was practicing martial arts in the courtyard: "Boying, I'm back!" Fu Li turned around with a knife in his hand, the coldness in his eyes was warmed by her smile, as if the world was brightened up. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù It will be over in a few days, and you can leave a message to the author for any episodes you want to see~ I will write two articles if I see what is convenient, so please! Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 10 bottles of Moon Cream; 5 bottles of Baozi Jiujiu, Yiyuji, Xiaofu who can't drink peach oolong; 4 bottles of 17358313; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 93 ? ? On February 20, Zhu Wenli ascended the throne as the new emperor and changed his reign name to Yuanshun. In the same month, Cheng Wen, the censor of Zuoqian Du of the Procuratorate, wrote a letter to impeach the Supervisor of Rites for using pills to murder the late emperor. Soon, Jin Yiwei brought the eunuch involved in the case to the Supervisor of Rites and implicated the mastermind behind the scenes. It was involved in the torrent of murdering the late emperor. At the beginning of March, the new emperor issued an edict: Zhu Wenyu, the king of Yun, recruited alchemists wantonly, causing the late emperor to serve an excessive amount of elixir and died suddenly. Thinking of his brotherhood for many years, he was only demoted to the county king and exiled in Ganzhou; his wife, Princess Li, bewitched the Sacred Heart with heresy, and committed a serious crime of treason. According to the law, it should be a capital crime. As a common man, he was sent to Qinglu Temple in Ganzhou together with King Yun to practice penance. He had to chant sutras every day to make amends, and he was not allowed to leave the temple for half a step without pardon. It happened to be Fu Li and Cheng Wen who sent King Yun and Li Chen to the south of the city. "Relegated to common people Haha!" In Prince Yun's mansion, Li Chenlu was dressed in coarse cloth, with a seven-month pregnant belly, looking palely at the Jinyi guards who came and went to and fro in the courtyard with seals, and suddenly smiled, blushing slightly. He squinted and said, "Fu Li, Cheng Wen I have been friends with classmates for several years, what did I do wrong to make you even go after pregnant women and insist on killing them all!" Li Chenlu was born with a face that I still feel pity for, but without makeup at this time, it adds a bit of morbid beauty. But who knew that it was such a weak woman who was like a willow supporting the wind, with a heart like a snake and a scorpion, who would not hesitate to step on the blood of everyone to rise to power. "Jin Yiwei is only acting according to the order, but none of the cases that have passed through my hands will be unjust." Fu Li's face remained unchanged, and he didn't even want to say a word to her. It's all your fault." After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly to Cheng Wen, who was silent at the side, and left with his knife. The residual red of the branches floated down and landed on the ground, like a drop of bright red blood. Under the branch, Cheng Wen, dressed in a crimson official robe, stood upright alone, his indifferent eyes fell on the front, he didn't know whether he was admiring Li Chenlu's embarrassment, or was distracted by looking at the corridor behind her. "You don't understand my pain. You only know that I am the concubine of the Uncle Xiangcheng's family, but do you know how difficult it is to be a concubine of the Uncle Xiangcheng's family? You know what it is like to grow up being bullied by the aunts and sisters. Do you feel the pain? Do you know what it feels like when everyone looks at you like they are looking at the dirtiest and most filthy ants in the ditch?" Li Chenlu smiled sarcastically, her eyes were misty and watery, but she still kept her eyes open to keep the tears from falling, and said: "Yes, I betrayed-look-look, I was full of scheming and desperately wanted to become I'm a master But what's wrong with me? I just don't want to live the hard life before, and I don't want to go back to that cold home." Speaking of the last two sentences, her strong composure finally collapsed, she turned her head and cried silently. But the officials of Manchu Mansion and Jin Yiwei came and went, no one paid any attention to her. "Look, the days before were just like the present. Although she was still alive, she seemed to be dead." Tears rolled down, Li Chenlu peeled off the illusion of tenderness, and smiled distortedly. She raised her wet red eyes, bit her lips bleeding, and said in a hateful voice, "Cheng Wen, we all climbed up from the mud step by step, but you used the Xue family, and I used Emperor Xian and King Yun." , What is the difference after all? I thought we were of the same kind, but whywhy even you want to kill me?" Cheng Wen seemed to have expected that she would ask this question. After a moment of silence, Fang said: "Do you really not understand, or are you pretending to be confused?" Li Chenlu was taken aback, his eyes quivered with suspicion. "On the day Miss Ruan's accident happened, you were the one who sent a false letter to the girls' dormitory for Xue Rui, weren't you?" Cheng Wen said, staring at her steadily. This sentence is like a sharp knife, easily breaking through Li Chenlu's strong disguise. She staggered a step, unconsciously grabbed her clothes with trembling hands, looked at Cheng Wen as if she had known him for the first day, her lips moved, and she murmured with a pale face: "So that's ityou are, giving her revenge." After finishing speaking, Li Chenlu burst out laughing. She seemed to be insane, laughing louder and louder until she bent over and burst into tears, then she drained her strength and sat down on the stone bench beside her, mockingly said: "Everyone thinks you are a fool Squeezed coward, but it turns out that you are just like me." Cheng Wen frowned, and said for a long time, "I'm different from you." I don't know if Li Chenlu heard it, but he turned to look at the clouds and warm sun above his head, narrowed his eyes and said, "I won't become like you." Same." He has someone to protect, love, and light, so he will not lose his way. At the beginning of April, Zhu Wenli promoted Cai Qi as the commander of Jinyiwei because of his meritorious service in the rebellion of King Pingyun, Fusi of Beizhen. Pin ZhenFour years. " ? For five years, from the first meeting to the present, from tit-for-tat to each other, this journey is too long. Fu Li added: "Four years and one month." "Time is really the most miraculous thing in this world." Jiang Yan said with a smile, her lips blushing, "Four years ago, I would never have imagined that one day I would be pressed to suffocation by you kissing on a pillar." These words were tantamount to fanning the flames, and Fu Li's eyes, which had finally calmed down, became hot again. Thus, Jiang Yan once again experienced what it was like to be kissed to suffocation. I don't know how long it took, the sky was dark, and the two young figures hugged each other tightly in the corridor. In the intertwined atmosphere, Fu Li's voice came intermittently, asking: "How do you arrange the new house in the future?" "a separate study room is required, and it must be large." "good." In mid-April, the Fu family used some means to convince Feng Jijiu to be a matchmaker for the two. Speaking of it, it is also fate, Jiang Yan and Fu Li are both from the Imperial College, so Feng Ji, the bartender, is the most suitable matchmaker. From the communication between the two families to Nacai, from the establishment of the marriage contract to the arrival of the betrothal gift, and the marriage of Fu's eldest son is a famous event in the capital, the betrothal gift alone has filled the courtyard of the Jiang family. Even Fu Li acted quickly, and during this period, people came and went for nearly a month. It was not until the middle of May that the engagement banquet was held and the wedding date was set. Forget the auspicious date, the wedding date is set on the first day of August. This was originally a happy event, but Jiang Yan never expected that according to the rules of Yingtian Mansion, after a man and a woman are formally engaged, they must avoid suspicion and not meet in private, and they can only join hands in worship until the wedding day Not seeing each other for two and a half months, Jiang Yan almost cried, let alone Fu Li. I heard that these days when we can't meet each other, the Jinyi guards of Beizhen Fusi were tossed and complained by the newly appointed Fufu envoy. Let the brothers operate. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 25500087 20 bottles; Old Goose 5 bottles; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 94 ? The Fu family was really as deserted as Fu Li said. Last month, Jiang Yan and her parents went to the Shoufu Mansion for a banquet. The three Fu family father and son, the matchmaker Feng Jijiu, and the Jiang family sat in two rows, each with a food table in front of them. The distance between them is one foot, as serious as a temple with a cauldron burning incense. It's not that Fu Shoufu is mean, but that Fu's family rules are like this, emphasizing rules and etiquette, ignoring emotions and six desires, and even the family has to follow the rules when eating at the table. It was the first time for Jiang Yan to come to the capital, and the Fu family had many rules, so it was inevitable that she would be somewhat restrained. During the dinner, Jiang Yunchuan was neither humble nor overbearing, and said to Fu Ke: "This glass of wine, I respect Mr. Shoufu! Although I have different political views from Mr. Shoufu, the new king has ascended the throne, and his politics is clear. Yu Gong, as a subject, should be united Work together to stabilize the court." After finishing speaking, Jiang Yunchuan drank it down, filled himself with wine, and raised his glass again: "Yu Si, the little girl Ayan is lively and natural, and has been in love with Ling Gongzi Boying for many years with deep affection. The covenant is to entrust my beloved daughter to a virtuous son-in-law, and I also hope that the Fu family will treat Ayan kindly." Jiang Yunchuan has a strong character and never flatters, so he must have said these words after careful consideration, and his love for his daughter is evident in his words. After drinking two glasses of wine, Fu Shoufu stopped putting on airs and responded: "Since I have a good relationship, I will naturally not make trouble. It's just that Zhuojing died early, and there is no female family member in the house to take care of Lingmei, so I let the dog stand on its own Manage life. Ah Li values ??love and loyalty, and he will not treat Ling Ai badly, please rest assured." This marriage was officially approved by Fu Shoufu. To be honest, Jiang Yan was still a little uneasy before coming here. After all, Mr. Shoufu didn't like his behavior and handling things. He was afraid that he would speak out against him, but unexpectedly it went well Thinking about it carefully, it was probably Fu Li who mediated That's why. He has promised Jiang Yan's affairs, and he has always followed his word. In the next few days, Jiang Yunchuan took out all the calligraphy and paintings collected at home, counted them one by one, and carefully packed them into several large sandalwood boxes by himself. Jiang Yan was helping to handwrite wedding invitations in the house, and asked her father why he suddenly thought of sorting them out. Jiang Yunchuan sealed the box and locked it, and said casually: "Your dowry. Although Jiang's family is not as rich as Fu's family, it will not shorten the daughter's life." Dowry is a joke." Jiang Yan felt warm in her heart. Thinking of that family banquet, Jiang Yan deeply felt the most ordinary and great love of her father, and now she saw her father sealing up the calligraphy and paintings that had been cherished for a long time as a dowry, and she was even more moved, feeling a little bit of reluctance in the expectation of being married Come. It was the seventh day of July, and Jiang Yan hadn't seen Fu Li for a whole month and a half. It was just getting dark, the lights were just coming on, and the summer night was extremely hot. Jiang Yan was wearing a thin summer shirt, holding a silk fan in her hand and whistling wildly, lying on the cool bed tossing and turning. The sound of insects chirping intermittently disturbs people's minds. I can't concentrate on studying, and I can't close my eyes to sleep. There is always a emptiness in my heart, which is taken away by a certain 'fox'. Tonight is Qixi Festival, even Cowherd and Weaver Girl have to meet each other, so why should I stay alone in my boudoir? I don't agree! Thinking of this, Jiang Yan sat up abruptly, breathed a sigh of relief, put on her shoes and sneaked out. Go out through the back door, just take a look at Fu Li just take a look and come back, never linger, parents won't find out! But the sky didn't go his way, so Jiang Yan slipped into the backyard, and bumped into her father and mother who were going out to enjoy the moon hand in hand. The Jiang family's father and mother stood under the moon cave door, and Jiang Yan froze on the spot while maintaining the posture of opening the back door latch. Her six eyes met, the air was frozen, and the embarrassment was so embarrassing that even the sound of insects disappeared. ¡ª¡ªFather and Mother, you all come out to enjoy the moon too, haha! ¡ª¡ªI was going to visit Ayu to play, not to meet Fu Li, you have to believe me! ¡ª¡ªI just checked to see if the bolt is tight, so I can't go out. In an instant, countless reasons flashed in Jiang Yan's mind, but before she could open her mouth, Jiang Yunchuan naturally turned her eyes away, looked up at the sky as if she hadn't seen her existence, and said, "Today's moon The color is very beautiful, my lady." "That's right, sir." Mrs. Jiang covered her lips with a round fan and smiled lightly, and said with a pun, "Today's Qixi Festival, Weaver Girl will meet Cowherd." Jiang Yan: "" Jiang Yunchuan said again: "The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl have a private meeting at Magpie Bridge, and we old couples can't be idle." After that, he took his wife's hand and said, "Let's take my wife to drink the sour plum soup in Shangyuan Street for my husband. Come back at Haishi." He emphatically emphasized the word 'Haishi', obviously speaking to Jiang Yan who was stuck in the shadows, and it seemed that he didn't intend to be a bad father and a bad mother who beat mandarin ducks. wait for daddysp; After a while, Jiang Yan smiled wittily and said, "Boying, I'm praising you." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Uh~ Let¡¯s set an article on Wen Yu first, the voice is the highest~ Let¡¯s talk about the rest depending on the situation! There will only be about two articles written on Jinjiang Fanwai, and other Fanwai will be written and posted on Weibo when they are inspired, everyone remember to pay attention! 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(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter 95 (End) ? The night before her wedding, Jiang Yan didn't sleep well. I can't tell whether it is nervous or excited, tossing and turning on the couch, waking up from sleep, even the dream is full of the big sedan chair and the flickering amorous candlelight in the bridal chamber. When I opened my eyes again, it was not yet dawn, and the sound of people coming and going could be heard in the courtyard, probably the parents and servants got up to prepare tea cakes, count the dowry, etc. The window lattice of Xi character shines on the desk, making it brighter and lively than before. Jiang Yan turned over, closed her eyes and fell asleep for a while. She felt that she had slept for a long time, but in fact it was not long. When she opened her eyes again, it was still dark, and in the depths of the alley, she could faintly hear the early sellers knocking on their clappers passing by. Unclear lingering affection. Jiang Yan simply got up, put on her coat and opened the door to go out, standing on the stone steps outside the door of the wing room, took a deep breath of the dewy air. Mrs. Jiang was in the courtyard instructing her servants to tie red silk flowers on the sandalwood boxes accompanying the marriage. When she heard the movement, she turned her head and said in surprise, "Ayan, it's only time, why did you wake up?" "I can't sleep." Jiang Yan smiled brightly, "Aniang, what do I need to do?" "Look, you're in a hurry." Mrs. Jiang is also wearing a light red dress today, with light makeup, more gentle and bright than before. She followed the lantern handed by the servant girl, walked towards Jiang Yan and said, "Go and eat some hot food to satisfy your hunger, and it's best to sleep for a while, so as not to be exhausted when it gets dark, and then take a bath and change clothes. In Shenshi, the sedan chair of the Fu family will come to welcome the bride." Jiang Yan had already reviewed the wedding process several days in advance, and it was a bit cumbersome, but fortunately, there is only one time in a lifetime, and the patience will pass. Tsk, why is it not yet dawn? I can only see Fu Li at dusk. Just as Jiang Yan, who lived like a year, sighed, Mrs. Jiang stopped her softly and said: "On the day of great joy, don't sigh." Jiang Yan hurriedly said with a grin: "I didn't sigh, I was spitting." Not long after, the servant girl brought some food over, and after Jiang Yan finished eating, the sky gradually turned from dark to bright. After waiting for a long time, it was not time to dress up, and Jiang Yan lay down on the couch and fell asleep again in a state of boredom. In the middle of the twilight, someone suddenly opened the door and came in, gently pushed Jiang Yan's shoulder and said: "Ayan, it's time to get up and wash up." Opening her eyes, Mrs. Jiang's gentle smile appeared in front of her eyes, and she said lovingly: "Just now I asked you to sleep more, but if you don't listen, you will become confused at the critical moment. Get up!" Jiang Yan responded with a "yes", but stuck to Mrs. Jiang's body, hugged her and said vaguely: "Mother, I don't want to part with you." Mrs. Jiang was startled, then laughed and said: "Silly girl." It took a lot of effort to wash and change clothes. The real red unicorn robe with large sleeves is extremely complicated, the official green skirt, and the gold and silver thread embroidered with auspicious clouds, mandarin ducks and Xiapei. At noon, she ate something again, then rinsed her mouth, and let Auntie comb her black hair hanging down her waist with sweet-scented osmanthus hair oil, and tie it all behind her head, and then put on a heavy phoenix crown, with beads hanging from her temples Gorgeous and incomparable. The bridal makeup was drawn by Mrs. Jiang herself. When the powder was dyed and the red makeup was first completed, Jiang Yan could hardly recognize herself in the bronze mirror. "Too" Jiang Yan turned her face sideways, looked back and forth in the mirror, and was too embarrassed to say the second half of the sentence after being "too" for a long time. She usually doesn't wear enough makeup, but suddenly she is dressed up like this, and she always feels too bright and coquettish. Before I had time to appreciate it carefully, I heard a bustle outside the house, and a maid hurriedly reported: "Madam, Miss, some scholars came outside, and they said that the head of the Lu family in Lintao Prefecture came to the banquet." Lintao Mansion? Lu family? ! Grandfather? ! Both Jiang Yan and Mrs. Jiang were shocked, and some couldn't believe their ears. Before, Jiang Yan did send invitations to the Lu family in Lintao Prefecture. She thought that according to her grandfather's temperament, she would not travel all the way to attend the wedding banquet. She didn't hold out hope, but who knows that he still came today! Jiang Yan was overjoyed. As soon as she got up with her complicated skirt, she was sat down by Mrs. Jiang, and comforted her: "The bridal sedan chair of the Fu family has not come yet, so the bride should not go out rashly. I will entertain your grandfather, don't worry." Jiang Yan had no choice but to sit down again. Finally, when Shen Shi arrived, there was a faint sound of joyful gongs and drums approaching, and the sound of firecrackers came one after another. Jiang Yan knew that the bridal sedan chair for the Fu family was coming. Sure enough, Mrs. Jiang, who had returned from receiving the guests, hurriedly opened the door, checked Jiang Yan's makeup and demeanor repeatedly, and after she was fine, she invited the head of the mansion to admonish the bride. According to the usual rules, the admonition should be presided over by the bride's father, but since Lu Yunsheng has come here, regardless of seniority or ability, it should be conducted by this respected old man. Mrs. Jiang took Jiang Yan's hand out of the boudoir, showingmiddle On the second day, Jiang Yan leaned on the bed and struggled to get dressed, gritted her teeth and said, "Wu Mianxue is a liar!" Fu Li stopped her dressing hand, stroked her belt and said, "So what you said last night was taught by her?" "It's not for you, my lord Xiao Fu!" It had been a long time since Jiang Yan called him 'Master Xiaofu', and she missed it when she heard it rashly. Fu Li was in a good mood, pinched Jiang Yan's cheek, and said happily, "I don't think she's all lying to you." ? At least he was not injured, and he also tasted the ultimate pleasure, knowing the taste, even Jiang Yan's long hair flicked his face in the middle of the night, it looked so sweet. If it wasn't for Jiang Yan's body, he wouldn't mind trying a few more times right away. After getting dressed, Fu Li handed an object to her, and said in a low voice, "This time, don't lose it again." Jiang Yan looked down and saw that it was half a jade ring. Twenty years ago, Ding Guogong was the half of the jade ring that Fu Li and her betrothed. Jiang Yan was both surprised and delighted, rubbed Can Yu and said, "Why are you here?" "Father took the jade back and gave it back to me." Fu Li took out the other half from his arms and smiled at her, "Ying Tianfu, Fu Li." The gate of memory opened, and Jiang Yan suddenly recalled the day when she first met in the Imperial College, the empress asked the male and female students in the seat to say hello to each other, and Fu Li said in a neutral way: "Ying Tianfu, Fu Li." Jiang Yan smiled, the exhaustion from last night was gone, only love remained, and she clenched the jade in her hand and said: "Jiang Family, Yanzhou Prefecture, Jiang Yan." Today I met again, and for the rest of my life, I would like to spend the rest of my life hand in hand with my beloved old enemy In the spring of the second year of Yuanshun, the Imperial Academy reopened the Women's School and recruited twelve talented noble girls. The spring is warm, and the women's hall is full of charming smiles. The thirteen and fourteen-year-old girls are fresh and beautiful like buds that have just bloomed. It was making a fuss, and someone called out: "Shut up! Mr. is here!" The girls hurriedly sat upright, waiting eagerly. Warm light poured in from the window, and a few pieces of pink mischievously sneaked in with the wind and landed on the desk. Soft footsteps approached outside the door, and the wind blew through the bamboo curtains. A woman in plain white Confucian clothing and hair tied with a snow-colored silk belt stepped in, holding a scroll in her hand, glanced down, and said with a smile like a spring flower: "I It was Hongchang who visited Jiang Yan in the seventeenth year, and was ordered by His Majesty to be a doctor of the women's school." The birds flitted across the treetops and landed on the eaves outside the gate of the Imperial College. ?Beside the wall, a slender and handsome guard in brocade clothes stood against the wall with an embroidered spring knife in his hand. He was obviously wearing frightening clothes, but the corners of his eyes were inexplicably soft, as if waiting for her beloved girl to go home together (End of full text) ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù The text is over~Thank you my little cuties! hug me~ Tomorrow I will update the episode~ Secretly please my little cuties don¡¯t delete the favorites for the time being, let me keep the million income for a few more days~haha! Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ ?Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: 7 fish ball sauce hearts; Shining 1015, Qixiu, 25500087 1; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 10 bottles of Qixiu; 2 bottles of Old Goose; 1 bottle of Cowardly; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Extra episode one ? ? In the eighth year of Yuanshun, Heqing Haiyan, Guotai Minan. In the secluded women's school hall of the Imperial College, the crisp and pleasant voices of reading and the singing of birds outside the window sang together. Jiang Yan wore a plain Confucian dress covered with a light gauze, half of her long hair was tied on top of her head with a ribbon of the same color, and the other half was soft. The waist was lowered softly, and the robe fluttered between the hands and feet, which was quite elegant. Jiang Yan is holding a scroll and knocking on her palm, with a smile on her lips, walking between the girls' desks. When she walks by the window, the sunlight that pours in will cast a golden shadow in her ink-like eyes, beautiful And transparent. This is her sixth year of teaching female students in the Imperial College, and the girls sitting upright in the room are the third batch she has just taken over. Now that the national style is open, more and more noble women come to the Imperial College to study, and this year's batch has reached 25 people. Some of them will become masters of calligraphy and painting, and some will write poems and essays to gain an elegant name. There are also experts who study ancient books and stones, but most girls will still choose to wear a wedding dress on the way to study or after, and be a virtuous woman who cares for her husband and raises her children, and then disappears from everyone However, no girl took the road that Jiang Yan had walked. It's not that I dare not, but that I can't. Since Empress Dowager Zhang died of illness, although the central government allowed official women to study in the Imperial College, they explicitly prohibited women from being officials. Just as she was thinking, a voice suddenly interrupted her train of thought. "Sir, may I ask what is the use of reading?" The one who spoke was the female student in the last row by the window, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with bright and cunning eyes, and a layer of warm sunlight on her body, like an elf born in the light. She smiled and asked, "Most of the former female students are married and become wives, and few of them can be named among the sages. Since we have to marry sooner or later, why do we bother to come here to study?" Jiang Yan recognized her: Han Manlin, the youngest daughter of Han Xi, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion. When seeing her, Jiang Yan always thinks of herself eleven or twelve years ago. The sound of reading around gradually subsided, and more than twenty young girls all looked at Jiang Yan, hoping for a reply. Jiang Yan also smiled, rolled her eyes, and said, "I'll tell you a story." She is not as rigid in teaching as Cen Siye, but likes to talk about some things with extensive references, so that students can understand by themselves while listening. Sure enough, upon hearing the story, the girls all sat up straight and waited with bated breath. "There is a record in "Tang Poetry Chronicle" that a poet surnamed Zhang in the Tang Dynasty returned home drunk at night, and met gangsters on the way who wanted to extort his money. But all the money of Poet Zhang was spent in wine shops, and he didn't have a copper coin all over his body. , and I can¡¯t call for help, I¡¯m afraid that the vicious criminals will kill me, what should I do?¡± The girls were fascinated by what they heard, and shook their heads one after another, even breathing nervously. Jiang Yan suppressed a smile. Ever since she became a doctoral officer in the Women's School, Jiang Yan has become more and more fond of this official post. It is quite interesting that she can fool the young and ignorant students wantonly and frighten them for a while. After a pause, she closed the door, and then said: "In desperation, Poet Zhang forced himself to calm down and said, 'I am the poet Zhang Ji'. When the villain heard about it, he was shocked and said: 'I have heard about the poet Zhang for a long time. Send a prestigious name, so there is no need to snatch it, you should let it go.' After that, the villain bowed and sent it back. You see, this is the magic function of reading." Jiang Yan simulated Zhang Ji's elegant voice and the gangster's rough voice vividly. The girls seemed to understand and laughed. Not long after, the sound of reading was heard again and again, more crisp and serious than before. Jiang Yan was very satisfied, and walked to the rattan chair in front of the school with her hands behind her back, ready to sit down and rest for a while, drinking a cup of fragrant tea. Unexpectedly, just as he sat firmly, he saw a fluffy head passing by outside the window sill, and an indigo blue silk scarf was wrapped around the crooked little bun. Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows, and looked out of the window leisurely, thinking that maybe that kid Fu Siyan sneaked out again to make trouble. Sure enough, the little head outside slowly disappeared from the window sill, as if squatting down, and then, a pair of small hands like white jade lotus roots stretched out from under the window sill, and put a bunch of freshly picked Empress Flowers on the window, He raised another finger, pointed to the flower on the window sill, and then pointed in the direction of Jiang Yan, indicating that the flower was for her. That bouquet of bright and beautiful emperor flowers is very familiar. If I remember correctly, only Cen Siye planted two pots in the entire Imperial College, and he regarded them as treasures Very good, Gouwaer committed another crime. If you don't protect him today and let his father take care of it, you won't be scolded bloody by Cen Siye. Having calculated everything in her heart, Jiang Yan slowly stood up with her hands behind her back, and walked outside the door of the academy. She saw Gouwaer moving against the wall, standing in the word "Ø­" for a while, and standing for a while.Some, just by standing there, the children who were still noisy just now fell silent for an instant, and retreated a foot away with Fu Li as the center of a circle. Even Princess Baorong in Jiang Yan's arms shrank her shoulders and buried her face in Jiang Yan's arms. Jiang Yan smiled at Fu Li, and returned Princess Baorong to the nanny. She said to Fu Li: "Cen Siye is not angry?" "Order me to take my son home and discipline him. He is not allowed to enter the Imperial College within three months." Fu Li let go of his son's collar by the nape of his neck, letting him stand still. Although his voice was cold, he looked at Jiang There is a slight warmth in Yan Shi. "It should be punished with a ruler, and you should face the wall and think about it." Jiang Yan pinched Fu Siyan's ear and said with a smile. In front of father, Fu Siyan, the devil king of the world, was as quiet as a chicken, not daring to take a breath. The family left the gate of the Imperial College and headed home. Fu Li took Jiang Yan by the hand, and the couple still held hands side by side as if they were teenagers, walking towards the beautiful sunset, one literary and one military, one soft and one strong, extremely harmonious. "Tired?" Fu Li asked. "It's okay." Jiang Yan said, "What about you?" "It's okay." Fu Li replied. Fu Siyan's little figure was alone, following behind them, watching helplessly his father and mother talking hand in hand, while he was alone, couldn't help feeling sad, rushed forward to hold his mother's hand, but was caught by his father. The knife stays in place. "The couple in front, you have left your son on the road!" Fu Siyan was full of anger, and simply threw a tantrum. Suddenly, Jiang Yan made an expression of "so you're still here" and said, "Oh, I was so busy talking to you that I almost forgot Gouwaer." Listen, listen Fu Siyan thought sadly: Is there anyone like this? "Okay, don't do it anymore, you can't do it to your father." Jiang Yan stretched out a hand to hold Fu Siyan, and said with a smile, "Both father and son don't worry." One is worrying during the day, and the other is worrying at night. Being held by A Niang's warm and soft palm, Fu Siyan curled up the corners of his mouth contentedly, his eyes curled up like a fox, and he leaned over to step on the puddle beside him. Under the setting sun, the family of three freezes into a harmonious silhouette. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù By the way, I didn't realize that I wrote a 'seal release' yesterday what the hell! I have no memory at all, and I actually wrote such a funny word? Update Wen Yu tomorrow~Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angel who voted [Bazooka]: 1 at Shenghua; Thanks to the little angels who voted [Landmine]: emm, Platycodon grandiflorum, Bailitouluhong, I am not a star, Shining 1015, 25500087, shaoss, Xiaofu who can't drink peach oolong, 17358313 1; Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 20 bottles of Nuanyang amo; 10 bottles of Shizhang; 8 bottles of apple; 3 bottles of z; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Extra episode 2 Wen Yu ? Ruan Yu had a serious illness and couldn't remember anything when she woke up. Why she fell from a high place in the first place and why she fell into a coma for a long time has become a permanent mystery, and everyone has kept this secret, including her relatives and her best friend Occasionally, when her father looked at her, there would be a trace of guilt that could not be concealed, as if he had done something to apologize to her. Ruan Yu didn't know where her father's guilt came from, and she was very considerate not to ask, so as not to touch her father's sad things. However, all of this is not important, she still has a complete family and a group of lovely friends. Ruan Yu felt that she was so lucky to have such sincere friends as Ayan and Axue. They never disliked her being dull and introverted, and treated her closer than her own sisters. Ruan Yu really felt that he was the luckiest person in the world. Ayan is the person Ruan Yu admires the most. She is a confident and free-spirited Tanhua Lang, who used the pen as a weapon to overcome five obstacles and kill six generals. She was an official editor at the Imperial Academy, and her talents and learning are even inferior to many men. Occasionally, Ruan Yu watched her wearing an official robe and hat, shuttled vigorously through the sea of ??books and ink, and always felt that she was more dazzling than the scorching sun in June. When the Xue family was investigated and dismissed, Jiang Yan was happier than anyone else, took Ruan Yu to drink, and said to her in a rambling manner: "Ayu, you remember today and the fate of those villains." At that time, Jiang Yan's eyes There is light, but it is hard to tell whether it is the reflection of the stars or the ripples of tears. Ruan Yu seems to understand but not understand. She doesn't remember the Xue family, but when Jiang Yan is happy, she is happy, because Jiang Yan is the person who has treated her best since she woke up. "Ayan, why do you want to be an official?" One day, Ruan Yu couldn't help but wondered, "I see that you and Fu Li have a deep relationship. If you didn't take scientific examinations and become an official, you would have been married long ago, right?" Jiang Yan froze for a moment, then smiled and said: "For justice and morality, but also for my own conscience Back then there was one thing that I had to do." What's up? Jiang Yan didn't say anything. This world is full of well-intentioned mysteries, such as Jiang Yan, such as Cheng Wen. It was an accident to meet Cheng Wen. That night Wu Mianxue and Wei Jinghong bridal chamber were festive, under the sea of ??lights in the courtyard of Wei Mansion, a writing brush rolled down to her feet, and the young and handsome Zhuangyuan Lang stood five steps away looking at her, It's like looking at a beautiful dream that can be broken at the touch of a touch, wanting to get close, but afraid to get close. That night, Ruan Yu remembered his melancholy eyes, and every time he thought about it, his heart was like a ball of cotton called 'memory', and he was always inexplicably sad. Fate is always a wonderful thing, and we met again two months later. She lost her way in the palace, and Cheng Wen appeared behind her like a god descending, with a gentle smile and a little surprise, and said: "Cheng Wen is in the lower Zhanshi Mansion. Girl but lost?" Cheng Wen is really a very gentle person. Standing in the sun, he seemed to be more dazzling and beautiful than at night. The autumn light washed away the melancholy and haze in his eyes, leaving only a faint smile, and asked her, who was blushing: "Miss Ruan?" Where are you going?" "Han, Hanlin Academy, look for Ayan." She heard her voice as thin as a gnat. Cheng Wen nodded, turned around and gave orders to the officials in Zhan Shi's mansion, then went out again, motioned to Ruan Yu who was standing in front of the steps helplessly, and said, "Don't be afraid, Miss Ruan, I'll take you there." His voice was always reassuring, with an almost humble tenderness. That night, Ruan Yu had a dream. The dream is blurry, like looking at flowers in a fog. There is a large library, and Confucian scholars in plain colors and black skirts are walking around in the library, but they can't see their faces clearly. She dreamed of the pen that rolled down beside her case, and Cheng Wen's voice sounded low: "Thank you, Miss Ruan." The voice was hoarse and forbearing, not as clear and gentle as it is now. She also dreamed of many fragments, and it was hard to distinguish the real from the fake, but it seemed that whenever Cheng Wen appeared, he would always look at her and call out first: "Miss Ruan." No matter how many people appear in the dream, no matter what Cheng Wen is doing in the dream, as long as he looks at her, he will always call her name first Woke up from the dream, full of regret. At the end of this year, the emperor died, and the whole Yingtian Mansion was shrouded in a heavy state, even the Lantern Festival was very sad. Wu Mianxue went back to Cangzhou after getting married, Jiang Yan went to Lintao Mansion to visit relatives, Ruan Yu was not close to the sisters at home, and when she was bored, she simply let Zhao Mama accompany her to go shopping, but she met a strange man on the street the man The man was born fair and handsome, with a very vivid mole on his lip, but his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry. But he didn't cry, justI didn¡¯t dare to approach you, now that I have completed my revenge, I am in a high position, but I have lost the qualification to own you My hands are too dirty, knowing that approaching you is a kind of blasphemy, but I still can¡¯t help it Drink poison to quench thirst. You see, I am such a selfish and dirty villain. " His pale lips parted slightly, he did not hesitate to use the cruelest words to describe himself, his eyes were gentle and desperate. Ruan Yu just cried, shaking her body, unable to speak a word as if her throat was blocked. "Don't cry, Miss Ruan." Cheng Wen moistened his eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "A person like me is not worthy of your crying for me." "Live your happy life, don't come near me anymore, I can't see hope." Cheng Wen said, "I'm covered in mud, and I'm an unfortunate person. And I don't want to see you suffer any more misfortunes in my life Then Yes, it cost my life." "You gave me the sympathy knot, and you took my heart away" Ruan Yu twisted her sleeves, choking out every word, "How could I forget you." Cheng Wen's eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't believe it: "You know it's a knot of one heart?" Ruan Yu rubbed her eyes, nodded, and cried: "Ayan told me everything. I originally wanted to forget you, but I told myself that you are bad But Ayan said, you can't tell me from other people's mouths. I know someone here, I should give you a chance to explain, I want to come, but I dare not Once I hear that you are injured, I can't care about anything" She was incoherent, but Cheng Wen still understood. Hear it very clearly. He sat up straight a little, even if the wound on his waist burst and bled, he said with trembling lips, "Miss Ruan, do you know what you said?" Ruan Yu still nodded, and said with red eyes: "Mr. Cheng, you said that you have lost the qualification to own me You used to, but you like like" She couldn't go on, her cheeks were blushing, but her red eyes were still bravely looking at Cheng Wen, waiting for his verdict. "I like you, I like you very much." Cheng Wen said, "From the moment you picked up that pen and my pitiful dignity for me in the Imperial College, you have become my only light. I hope To have you is to see hope, but to have you is a luxury." "It's not like this!" Ruan Yu wanted to laugh, but couldn't help crying, "I'm useless, not as good as you imagined, but you are enough" Mr. Cheng, I want to see you smile. My past is blank, but yours is dark. Only when two incomplete souls are put together can they be complete. It's so good, so good. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù This is the end of the episode, there should be more to add, about Fu Li and Jiang Yan, about Cheng Wen I will write a little bit on Weibo when I have time on weekends, thank you all for your support ~ the next update "I Doubt He is a cat", every summer I want to write some cute short stories, and I will come back to write old sayings in August and September~ By the way, please ask for an advance receipt! Love you Moe! Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~ Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 10 bottles of Senisivia and Shanshan; 1 bottle of Mianmian; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com Chapter Thirty-Five ? "Your Highness, Prince Fu came here just now." On the way back to the palace, the little eunuch followed the carriage with a lamp, and walked quickly, "After listening to a few words at the door, he left." The glazed lamps hanging on the carriage flickered, and the streets and pavilions retreated slowly, hidden in the night. Zhu Wenli put his hands on his forehead and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Hearing the words, he asked, "Oh? What did he hear?" The eunuch replied: "Probably when you were talking about the half piece of jade." Zhu Wenli opened his eyes, and there was a touch of disappointment in his ink-like eyes. The scene in Guangyetang just now came to mind again, Jiang Yan smiled and looked at his eyes, which were so transparent that there was no trace of impurities. Jiang Yan said: "I don't want to break the contract, but I don't think the relationship between two people should be determined by a piece of cold jade." Seeing Zhu Wenli was stunned, she smiled again, "Birds only do it when their wings are full. Nesting mates, why not human beings?" Zhu Wenli thought that he would probably remember her smile and her words for many years. "I used to think that I could take advantage of the situation, but now it seems that it is really just a fantasy." Zhu Wenli smiled wryly. "Your Highness has also reached the age of becoming a crown princess. If you really like a girl from the Jiang family, why don't you ask your mother to marry her?" The little eunuch said, "In the future, the world will be yours, let alone a woman." Zhu Wenli waved his hand, and said solemnly: "You don't take away your minister's wife. What's more, if you don't love each other, what's the use of taking it away?" The little eunuch spared no effort and said: "Isn't the eldest son married to the Jiang family girl? If you are not married, you can't be considered a husband and wife. Your Highness still has a chance." Zhu Wenli frowned, then relaxed it again, and sighed: "Father is seriously ill, and mother is not feeling well. There are many affairs pressing on me. I will talk about private matters later." ?The weather was fine in spring, and the Imperial College conducted archery teaching for several days. ?I heard that Cai Qianhu was promoted to Fusi Fushi of Jinyiwei South Town because of his meritorious service in the first battle of Shuozhou, so this year the archery teacher was replaced by a thin and tall Qianhu named Hu Side. Hu Qianhu is cold and tough, unlike Cai Qianhu, who is simple and honest. He has very strict requirements for teaching students, and in just two days, most of the Guozi students complained. But he didn't have any requirements for the female students, he let them practice freely after a demonstration. After a few months, I picked up the bow and arrow again, and the darkness and fear in my heart seemed to be aroused again. The smoke and flames of the border town emerged before my eyes, and the blood splashed with the arrow, sticky and hot. Jiang Yan opened her bow and arrow and shot three times in a row. Although she hit the grass target, she could no longer shoot with the same precise force as she did outside the tunnel entrance. After a round of practice, Jiang Yan sorted out her mood, and moved to Wu Mianxue's side with her bow and arrow. Looking at the arrow she deliberately shot crookedly, Jiang Yan couldn't help but said: "Axue, can't you let me see your real strength?" Wu Mianxue bent her bow and set her arrow, pursed her lips and smiled: "I'm afraid I'll scare you." What she said actually aroused Jiang Yan's curiosity. She smiled and encouraged Wu Mianxue: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, let me open my eyes!" Wu Mianxue couldn't hold her back, she drew the bow like a full moon, her arms were astonishingly strong, an arrow flew out, pierced through the air with a thunderous momentum, and nailed into the red heart of the straw target ten feet away. Before Jiang Yan could be surprised in the future, Wu Mianxue shot another arrow, this arrow directly pierced the straw target and nailed it into the back wall! The grass target pierced through, and the debris exploded in the air, and then fell sparsely, the strength was not much worse than that of Fu Li in the arrow field next door. The two arrows were so earth-shattering that the people around were all attracted and praised, "Who shot it?" "Her? How could she be so powerful?" "A girl's family, but her strength doesn't belong to a man. I didn't expect her to be a hidden one!" "I just said that her usual weakness is just pretending." Suddenly a discordant voice came, Xue Wanqing stood in the shade of a tree with a feathered arrow and watched coldly, "No wonder no one dares to tell Wu Family proposal, so rude, who dares to like it?" "The princess's words are wrong. Some people prefer weak willows and scheming women, while others only love heroines and heroines." On the side, Wei Jinghong blinked his peachy eyes, and interjected with a smile, "Little lady like Wu family , I really like it!" Xue Wanqing was choked up, and she couldn't get off the stage, so she had to angrily say to Li Chenlu: "They are all in the same gang! Let's go!" Wei Jinghong left Xue Wanqing angrily, feeling overjoyed, ran over to Wu Mianxue, who was blushing, and said, "In a few days, it will be the Lunar New Year holiday, Axue will go hiking with us for an outing, and play with the water flowing in the cup." go?" Wu Mianxue drew back the bow and arrows neatly, and put the back of her hand on her hot cheeks. She didn't know whether it was from the sun or something else, her face was slightly red, and she whispered, "Who is your Axue!" "The name Axue is onlyWords of resentment are naturally not good. Why don't I write the next two sentences for you. "Speaking, Jiang Yan thought for a moment, and said, "The eyebrows are the color of willow, and the lips are stained with begonia red. Once you wipe off your makeup and powder, you ride your horse and draw your bow. " "Interesting." Cheng Wen commented, "Mr. Wei's first two sentences portray the femininity of a woman, but Miss Jiang's next two sentences have turned the world around, turning her into a heroic female heroine with softness and strength. More chic than the traditional boudoir image." Wei Jinghong said: "I am such a delicate beauty, when I get to her, I will become a smell, so what's the matter!" Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows and counterattacked: "Who said in front of everyone the day before yesterday that he only loves heroines, like Axue?" So the group laughed. Fu Li opened his mouth several times but couldn't get a word in, so he tensed his face and looked coldly at Wei Jinghong who was bickering with Jiang Yan, his head seemed to be covered by a cloud, his knuckles were so hard that he almost crushed the wine glass in his hand. Just at this moment, a wine glass zigzags down the stream, turns around, and stops in front of Fu Li. So Wei Jinghong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes laughing, and said to the indifferent Fu Li: "Fu Li, write a poem quickly, show this arrogant little Jiang a little bit of color, and frustrate her spirit !" In the eyes of everyone, Fu Li took the wine glass soaked in the stream calmly, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, his jaw connected to the neck with a beautiful curve, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down with the movement of swallowing, heroic and free and easy. Then he raised his sleeve and wiped the corner of his mouth, looked at Jiang Yan with cold eyes without blinking, and said slowly: "The sun and the moon can be destroyed, but the promise cannot be broken. He Shiyu is still there, how dare you break the old contract?" He wrote this poem to Jiang Yan, and it was obvious that he read it to her alone. Jiang Yan looked bewildered: "Heshiyu?" Why did you suddenly mention the word 'jade'? Wei Jinghong rubbed his chin: "Why do I think this poem is sour?" Wu Mianxue nodded: "I think so too." Ruan Yu raised her hand: "I think so too." Cheng Wen: "Me too Uh, it's nothing." ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù The poem was written blindly by the author. I can't compose poems at the elementary school Chinese level. Please forgive me~ ps I have a lot of things to do at work recently. I have to work overtime on several weekends in a row. It is nine o'clock when I get home every day, so the update will basically be set at nine o'clock in the future, and there will be no interruption, so cute! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com