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Qi Shao wanted to ask, "Where are you injured?" But he didn't dare.
Mother Jiang came back and replied: "I met Mr. Qi."
It was the attendant beside Yan Zhui who rescued Bi Lan last time, and he seemed to have extraordinary skills. Aunt Jiang had a good impression of him. When she talked about Qi Shao, her eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles:
"Master Qi said that he would like to thank Madam for your concern."
After resting in Henan Mansion for two days, Yan Zhui was not ready to delay any longer.
Fu Minghua left two rough maids to take care of Biyun. Before leaving, Biyun woke up and took Fu Minghua's hand with tears in her eyes. In the end, she was left in the Henan Mansion Inn because of her injuries.
After passing Henan Mansion, the group headed straight to Jiangzhou.
But on the way, we actually met people from the Changping Houfu. The leader was Bai Tao, the grandnephew of her natal family who Bai had mentioned earlier, who wanted to join Fu Minghua.
"It's a pity that Yan Zhuiren stopped him in the name of 'difficult people' without even seeing Fu Minghua's face."
When something like this happened, Fu Minghua was thinking about Bai's unwillingness to give up, and at the same time, he was naturally not worried about Bai Tao. He was born in the Changping Marquis Mansion. Even if the official who handled the matter interfered with Yan Zhui's reputation, he would definitely not be able to kill him, but he would inevitably suffer some hardships.
"However, this is also the consequence of Bai's insistence on going her own way, and it is her responsibility to bear it.
After entering Ezhou, Yan Zhui invited Fu Minghua to take a walk around Dongting Lake.
This place has beautiful scenery and the world-famous Yueyang Tower.
There is a poem: In the past, I heard about the water in Dongting, now I climb the Yueyang Tower.
??More: Dongting is known as the water under the sky, and Yueyang is known as the sky under the sky.
It would be a pity not to go!
The most important thing is that Fu Minghua rarely goes out, and Yan Zhui is in front of him, so he naturally becomes interested.
She went out wearing Hu clothes that were easier for walking.
There is a kind of elegance here that is different from Luoyang.
This place is the Jiangnan Road planned by Taizu himself, and is known as the land of plenty.
After entering Jiangnan, you can feel the prosperity of Jiangnan.
This kind of wealth does not only refer to the abundance of money, but also to the warm and comfortable climate here and the large number of students.
Since ancient times, there have been wars in the north of the Yangtze River and people have been displaced. Therefore, there are many military generals in the north of the Yangtze River, while the scholars and scholars in the south of the Yangtze River are outstanding.
When Fu Minghua and Yan Zhui came together, Yan Zhui did not reveal his identity and asked people to clean up the place.
So after we got to Yueyang Tower, there were already students chatting in it.
Yueyang Tower is built next to the mountain. Looking out from the upper floor, it seems that you can see the misty clouds, which is thrilling.
You can see Laojun Mountain in the distance, with Dongting Water below. Unfortunately, there are only people there.
When they saw Yan Zhui and the others coming, several young students in Confucian robes stood up, held their hands in front of them and invited with a smile: "Brother, would you like to come in for a glass of wine?"
Yan Zhui has an arrogant temperament and does not feel anything wrong when being polite to others.
He just turned his head and glanced at Fu Minghua. Fu Minghua thought it was quite interesting, so he nodded slightly.
The two of them entered Yueyang Tower, while Qi Shao stayed outside.
Several scholars gave up their positions, and Yan Zhui and Fu Minghua knelt down.
Although she was wearing Hu clothing and pretending to be a man, it was not a deviant act for a Tang Dynasty woman to comb her hair in Hu clothing, so it did not arouse any surprise from everyone.
On the contrary, it was Fu Minghua¡¯s beauty that could not be cultivated by a small family. When Yan Zhui went to sit there, the first few people who came here felt quite suppressed by him.
A young man filled the wine glass for Yan Zhui. The glass was filled with wine, but as the young man who greeted him before said, it was just water and wine.
This kind of wine is produced after fermentation of grapes. It is the same as the juice of glutinous rice wine. It is not complicated. Although the taste is not sour and unpleasant, it is not outstanding, but it does have a wine smell.
When Yan Zhui was in Luoyang Palace, he also drank wine, but it was a tribute from the Western Regions, which was very different from this kind of wine.
He only raised the cup and touched his lips briefly before putting it down. Several people asked enthusiastically: "Where is Xiongtai from? Are you here to visit relatives and friends?"
Fu Minghua took advantage of him to talk to others and looked into the distance.
Yan Zhui replied while focusing on Fu Minghua again.
"I was just passing by Yueyang Tower. Zhuo Jing had heard about the name of Dongting Lake and wanted to come and take a look."
After hearing this, Fu Minghua blushed slightly on his cheeks.
Yan Zhui¡¯s smile lines deepened at the corners of her mouth, and he put his arm around her waist again, asking to feed her.?Drink.
The eyes of Ting's cousin Shao almost popped out of his head.
Fu Minghua didn¡¯t expect him to be such a rogue, so she couldn¡¯t help but glance at him. It¡¯s just that she had almond-shaped eyes and pink cheeks. Even if she tried to be calm, it was really not lethal.
Yan Zhui smiled and gave her a sip of wine, which made her face blush slightly.
He fed him two more mouthfuls, Fu Minghua turned his head away, and Yan Zhui put down the cup.
He spoke to several teenagers again, but Fu Minghua didn't expect that his head would feel heavy after drinking. He endured it again and again, but finally couldn't hold it back and put his hand on his forehead.
Yan Zhui noticed it and helped her lean on his shoulder, with a softer look on his face.
"Brother Yan and Ling Zheng have a true and sincere relationship, which is enviable."
The young man who spoke just said what made Zhong Yan Zhui happy, and he immediately raised his head.
The young man was about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was wearing a long green plain robe and looked quite elegant.
Seeing Yan Zhui looking at him, he smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "I'm going to Jiangling Xu Zisheng."
After talking a lot, Yan Zhui found Xu Zisheng interesting.
Yi Yan pursued his methods, and unknowingly he found out all about Xu Zisheng's origins.
Although Xu Zisheng did not come from a distinguished family, his grandfather was also a scholar in the second year of Yongchang of the Tang Dynasty. Unfortunately, he has not gained fame since then.
This Xu Zisheng was literate at the age of six, could understand the Six Classics at the age of eight, and was admitted as a scholar at the age of fourteen. He failed to pass the provincial examination on the 15th, not because he was not talented enough, but because Zhang Song, the governor of Jiangling, was worried that he would be too proud to become famous at a young age, so he deliberately Just obstruction.
He is a well-known child prodigy in Jiangling, and he is also a frequent visitor to various houses. He studied under the name of Yuwen, a prominent family in Jiangling, and received guidance from the great scholar Yan Ben. He also made good friends with several direct descendants of the Yuwen family, and he could be regarded as a young man.
After listening for a long time, Fu Minghua also wanted to turn his head and look at this talented man who was famous all over Jiangling.
Yan Zhui, however, was trying to stop her.
This was the first time she drank alcohol, a thin blush appeared on her cheeks, and her eyes seemed to be filled with smoke, which was different from her usual dignified and gentle appearance. He didn't want others to see Fu Minghua like this, so as soon as she moved, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on her head.
The hair as smooth as satin rubbed under his palm, causing a slight itch.
The numbness in his bones made him look blank for a moment before he returned to normal.
"Has Shangshu Zhou Guan ever memorized it?"
He knelt down on the thick cushion, looked at Fu Minghua sideways, and asked questions again.
This is actually very disrespectful, but his demeanor was extremely natural and condescending.