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Chapter 265 Number Four: Both Brothers Are Talented

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    "Is Fuxiang your friend in Jiaofangsi?" Zhong Li asked.

    Xu Qi'an was stunned and said, "How do you know?"

    Zhong Li nodded, lowered her head slightly, and walked unhurriedly, "If it wasn't for the close relationship, why would you invite me to see a doctor. And you are a person with great luck, and you won't be like those men.  Your servant."

    Fifth Senior Sister, you still have the potential to be a detective Xu Qi'an said "Yes", "This floating fragrance is my confidante. I was talented when I was young, and I have a photographic memory.  reading seeds.

    "But my second uncle planned my life early, so that Dafeng missed a great poet I was fourteen years old that year, and I took my cousin to participate in the literary meeting organized by the scholars of the Imperial College. On that day, the sky fell  Rain and snow Do you know that the Wenhui is a gathering of academic exchanges, and some women from the Jiaofang Division will be invited to play music, and Fuxiang is also included.

    "I was a blockbuster at the literary meeting. Everyone praised my poems well. Fuxiang also had a deep love for me at that literary meeting. Since then, we have often exchanged letters and developed a platonic love. Plato is the spirit  There is absolutely no vulgar physical relationship in love in the world"

    Zhong Li interrupted lightly: "Why are you telling me these things?"

    "Promise me, don't tell Caiwei."

    "oh."

    Zhong Li turned her head to look at him for a moment, then looked away, and continued to walk forward, approaching Yingmei Xiaoge, she said: "I will use the Qi technique."

    ""

    Before anyone arrived at Yingmei Xiaoge, Xu Qi'an had already heard the sound of silk and bamboo wind music.

    Hey, Yingmei Xiaoge played tea circle so early today?  He took Zhong Li to the gate of the courtyard, and saw two black lacquered gates closed, and the sound of drum music came from inside.

    Bang bang bang Xu Qi'an knocked on the courtyard door.

    "The small pavilion of Yingmei is reserved." The voice of the boy in Tsing Yi came from inside the door.

    "It's me." Xu Qi'an said.

    The gate of the courtyard was opened, and the young man in Tsing Yi showed joy on his face, and said repeatedly: "Mr. Xu, you are here. Tonight, the Jiaofang Secretary has a very special guest, and he is in the room."

    Hearing this, Xu Qi'an frowned, "A great guest?"

    In Xu Qi'an's view, it is considered a big deal to be above the third rank, but officials with this status basically do not come to the Jiaofang Division.

    The princes of the court have their own style.

    "That's right, as soon as I came to Jiaofangsi, I went straight to Yingmei Xiaoge, and said that I wanted to see our lady's piano skills. Our lady didn't intend to accompany the wine, so she declined." The young servant in Tsing Yi said "Hey",  Pretending to be mysterious:

    "Guess what?"

    Xu Qi'an glanced at her, and replied honestly: "Mom came out in person, and closed the door with Fu Xiang and talked for a long time, but she didn't know what she said, but the lady had no choice but to accept it, and reluctantly came out to present the song  .

    "The most incredible thing is that twelve oirans from the Jiaofang Division came at once, uninvited."

    Xu Qi'an was taken aback, and thought that even that bad old man Wang Shoufu wouldn't be treated like this.

    Of course, Lao Wang is old, and he probably doesn't have the time and energy to come to the Jiaofang Division to have fun.

    "Yes, I didn't expect such a person to exist in the capital. No, the Jiaofang Division must be the place where I stand out. I have to meet this guy."

    Thinking of this, Xu Qian nodded without changing his face: "Take me to meet you."

    At this time, in the hall where guests were entertained for drinking, Fu Xiang was sitting in the middle of the field, bowing her head and playing the piano, gentle and glamorous, lively and fragrant.

    When she plays the piano, she has a special temperament, not like the oiran in the Jiaofang Division, but the lady in the boudoir.

    The drinkers sat on the table, except for the man in the blue shirt with a strand of white hair on his forehead, the rest of the guests were accompanied by an oiran.

    After the song was over, Fuxiang stood up and saluted, "I'm laughing."

    "Miss Fuxiang is too modest. There is almost no one in the Beijing Jiaofang Division who can compete with you in piano art." A man with a goatee and casual clothes laughed.

    "Take your seat quickly, we heroes of Chu are waiting." Another man with a big belly echoed.

    The drinkers present booed one after another.

    Some people even put the words to death, jokingly said: "Since the quatrains about plum blossoms, Lady Fuxiang has stopped drinking with her, but since Brother Chu is back, I have to say something else. Lady Fuxiang, don't let Chu  Brother wait a long time."

    Fuxiang's eyes were full of waves, and he glanced at the drinkers. The identities of these people are not simple. They are either officials with real power in the six ministries, or the Imperial Academy.?" Inducing social death Xu Qian never expected that social death would come so quickly.

    "Xu Lang!"

    Amidst Fuxiang's voice of surprise, Xu Qi'an discovered that social death came faster than he imagined.

    In the hall, the drinkers and oirans all turned their heads, and their eyes fell on him.

    Given the current situation where No. 4 and No. 2 are on the verge of daggers, they should not take the initiative to chat. Keep one hand steady Xu Qi'an instantly suppressed all emotions, stepped into the hall with a smile on his face, and bowed:

    "I'm bothering you all."

    All the officials present showed smiles, shouted "Master Viscount", and warmly greeted him to take his seat, as if they knew Xu Qi'an very well.

    The oirans had more surprises in their eyes.

    "Xu Lang."

    Fuxiang smiled like a flower, led him to a seat, and poured wine attentively.

    When Xu Qi'an took his seat, he looked back and found that Zhong Li was gone.

    She should be hiding somewhere But don't stay too far away from me, otherwise the Jiaofang Secretary may be burned tonight Thinking in his heart, Xu Qi'an looked around  No., looking at him openly.

    No. 4 is a handsome handsome guy, with a strand of white hair on his forehead adding to his charm.

    Chu Zhuangyuan was also examining Xu Qi'an, among other things, just because of his appearance, he believed that the watchman in front of him was No. 3's cousin.

    Both brothers are talented and handsome.

    How did he survive Chu Zhuangyuan nodded and said, "Chu Yuanzhen, the words are true."

    Xu Qi'an cupped his hands: "Xu Qi'an, the name is Ning Yan."

    The next step is to play wine orders, Wenqing Huakui Xiaoya is responsible for acting as the order officer, from pairing to poetry solitaire, it is a joy to play.

    The only regret is that Xu Qi'an didn't participate, but let Fu Xiang around him do it for him, and he only cared about drinking and eating meat by himself.

    Xu Qi'an's visit to Jiaofang Division this time was to visit Fuxiang. Seeing that she was full of energy and rosy complexion, she believed that it was really just a small cold, and she was just worrying blindly.

    "It's so beautiful on such a beautiful day, Master Xu really didn't write a poem?" An official was not reconciled and urged Xu Qi'an to write a poem.

    Xu Qi'an excused it by saying that he was exhausted.

    Not only the officials present were disappointed, but also the oirans felt sorry.

    In fact, it's not that he didn't want to write poems, but that he didn't think of when to write poems.

    Today Wei Yuan gave him a task, which is to mediate among them, to prevent No. 4 and No. 2 from colliding with each other, and let them stop fighting as soon as possible.

    In this way, he has to increase his favorability with No. 4 first.

    "Brother Chu, yesterday I heard from my colleagues in the yamen that due to the imminent dispute between heaven and man, Li Miaozhen, a disciple of the Tianzong sect, is about to go to Beijing. And you are the sword cultivator of the Renzong sect" Xu Qi'an paused, but did not say anything  Go down, but the implication is obvious.

    Number four Chu Yuanzhen smiled and said, "I will represent Renzong and fight against Tianzong's disciples."

    He knew Xu Qi'an from the bottom to the bottom. This person made friends with Li Miaozhen when he was in Yunzhou, and he himself was a gong that Wei Yuan valued. It's not surprising to know these inside stories.

    Xu Qi'an took advantage of the opportunity to look at the long sword leaning against the wine table, and asked curiously: "Can I let my younger brother see the sharpness of this sword?"

    Chu Yuanzhen shook his head: "Since losing to Zhang Kaitai that year, this sword has never been unsheathed."

    "That's over, the sword is rusted to death in the scabbard." Xu Qi'an blurted out.

    "What?" Number four was taken aback.

    "What the younger brother means is why the sword doesn't come out of its sheath."

    Chu Yuanzhen had a gentle smile, no airs, and answered every question: "I am cultivating sword energy. If the sword does not come out, it will be sharp, and if it comes out, it will be very sharp."

    Xu Qi'an nodded slowly, suddenly inspired, he held the wine glass, frowned, pretending to be in thought.

    "What's wrong?" asked Four.

    Xu Qi'an said leisurely: "Before, I was exhausted and couldn't write good poems, but after listening to Brother Chu's words, I suddenly had a spring of literary thinking, and I couldn't help but want to write a poem."

    The eyes of the drinkers and oirans lit up "shua", looking at them with burning eyes.

    No. 4 was a little surprised, a little pleasantly surprised, straightened his sitting posture, "All ears."

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