Wei Yuan's words made everyone's eyes focus on Xu Qi'an.
Lin'an and Huaiqing on the top of the city, civil and military officials.The expedition team under the city and the people on the street.
Xu Qi'an stopped the drums, was silent for a moment, without looking back, and laughed loudly: Duke Wei, "Who doesn't know you in the world?" After that, the farewell poem was never right.
After a pause, he said in a vocal voice: It’s better to write a poem with humble duties.
The two of them talked loudly in front of thousands of people.
Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, his smile remained unabated: Yes!
Clusters of eyes fell on Xu Qi'an in an instant, and the students below and the civil servants on the city were suddenly excited.
How can this scene be without poetry to entertain you? The great poets present are there, and there is another famous work heirloom in Shilin.
Thinking of this, the scholars became a little accustomed to Xu Qi'an's words.
Xu Qi'an did not stop beating the drum, but instead became more and more intense, and the sound of the drums echoed.
He did have a poem in his heart that he wanted to give to Wei Yuan.
After Chuzhou returned, he had a heart-to-heart talk with Wei Yuan. When he learned about Wei Yuan's plan for the King of Zhenbei, he intended to regain military power.
It was also that time that Xu Qi'an realized that this big Qingyi, who was confronting multiple parties in the court, had always wanted to re-in charge of the troops and display his ambitions, but he could not get it.
After Wei Yuan finished the Shanhaiguan Battle, he was seized from military power and was held tightly in the court for twenty years.
Duke Wei, it’s been twenty years. Have you ever dreamed of returning to the battlefield and giving guidance to the country?
He took a deep breath, accompanied by the sound of drums, Qiyun Dantian, and said loudly:
When I was drunk, I looked at the sword with a light and dreamed of blowing the horns and camping!The troops were divided into eight hundred miles, and the sounds of fifty strings were heard outside the border, and the soldiers were fired on the battlefield.
Wei Yuan was stunned and looked at the young man on the city wall in shock.
Good word!
The eyes of the civil servants suddenly lit up. This sentence means looking at the sword with a lamp in the drunken dream, as if they were back to their military career back then.
Combining the current situation, they seemed to have returned to the battlefield where the troops were ordered after the autumn 20 years ago, and the attacker Qingyi led his army to the expedition.
This is the word Ah written for Wei Yuan.
Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!
Xu Qi'an beat the drum vigorously and said in a loud voice: The horse made Lu is fast, and the bow is astonished as the strings of thunder.To resolve the affairs of the king and the world, and to win the reputation of the past and after death!
You have worked hard for the court and defended the country for the royal family. What are you getting in return?
The court has covered up your achievements, exaggerated and promoted the King of Zhenbei, and passed on your halo to the beast who committed atrocities for his own selfishness.
The civil servants and the stern people criticized you and labeled you as the leader of the eunuch party, as if you forgot who won the Shanhaiguan Battle and who brought the 20th year of peace in Dafeng.
What did you get in exchange for?
He stopped and the drums disappeared.
Xu Qi'an's voice was very loud, but his tone was mixed with deep melancholy, saying word by word: But the pity happened!
On the top of the city, the atmosphere suddenly stagnated. Wang Zhenwen and other civil servants looked at Xu Qi'an blankly, chewing on the last paragraph.
An unspeakable sadness arises in my heart.
What impresses literati most is always poetry and lyrics.
In fact, the civil servants present knew what kind of person Wei Yuan was. Even if he had a red eye, he agreed with Wei Yuan's character.
It's just that the position is different.
But the goal is gone, but the goal is gone... At this moment, even the civil servants who had fought with Wei Yuan for half their life could not help but feel depressed.
He bit his lips and frowned slightly at the tip of his eyebrows. He didn't feel anything at first, until he recited the last paragraph, and the sad feeling suddenly became like a turbulent tide.
Huaiqing looked at him calmly, and there was a layer of mist in his eyes.
Damn it, what a broken word, my nose is so sore.Jiang Luzhong rubbed his face and muttered.
In the team that went on the battle, the seniors who participated in the Shanhaiguan Battle were all wet at this moment.
Hahaha……
Wei Yuan smiled, laughing so hard that tears burst out from the corners of his eyes.
Xu Qi'an, do you know why I didn't accept you as my adopted son?
Because in my heart, you are a confidant!
……
Qingyun Mountain, Yunlu Academy.
Zhao Shou stood on the top of the mountain, his Confucian shirt and gray hair fluttered in the wind. His eyes seemed to penetrate the distance and saw the team going out.
The academies rose because of Dafeng, but Confucianism declined because of Dafeng.
His eyes were calm, his tone was calm, and there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.
He uplifted his righteousness and said loudly: Wei Yuan, triumphant!
As soon as the words came, the Confucian power of the Dharma-Sui escaped into the void and disappeared.
The next second, the backlash effect of the spell came, and the righteous energy surrounding Zhao Shou dissipated, a crack broke into his eyebrows, and it quickly extended and expanded like a broken eggshell.
In the sub-sacred temple, a clear light shone straight on Zhao Shou's body, and his cracked body slowly healed.
Ah cannot be easily said in big words, especially when it comes to an existence beyond the grade.Wei Yuan Ah Wei Yuan, I can only help you here.There were Confucian saints more than two thousand years ago, but now, you are the only one who can carry this banner in the human race.
After Zhao Shou finished speaking, he bowed to the Asaha Temple: Thank you, Yasaint for helping you.
Since the stone tablet of the Cheng Saint cracked, the power of the Sub-Saint Temple has revived.
……
There were a total of 70,000 soldiers in the military camp. In addition to 10,000 imperial guards, the other 60,000 were the troops drawn from the capital and the states.
The remaining troops are in the three northeastern prefectures, Xiangzhou, Yuzhou and Jingzhou.
The 70,000 troops on this side of the capital were divided into four groups to go to the three northeastern prefectures, and 20,000 of them were taken by water to Chuzhou in the northern border.
Xu Erlang is among these 20,000 soldiers.
The more people there are, the more troublesome it is. Therefore, when going on a large scale, it is usually divided into troops and then gathered to join forces somewhere.
What does it mean to go to war for 70,000 people?
There is a long crowd, and there is no end to see the end.
The army set out along the official road. Wei Yuan looked back at the capital for the last time and remembered the boy's words for no reason.
To resolve the affairs of the king and win the reputation of his life, but the goal is gone... Wei Yuan smiled and whispered to himself:
There is no need to speak out for me, and serve the country with loyalty. What I am loyal to is the country and the people, you should understand me.
The army slowly moved forward, with 70,000 people silent, only wheels were scattered, war horses neighed, and armor collisions.
In the atmosphere of these intertwined voices, the soldiers suddenly heard the singing from the horizon.
The wolf smoke rises, the mountains look north, the dragon rises, the horses neigh the swordsman like frost... The heart is like the vast water of the Yellow River, who can resist in the past twenty years...
Some people turned around in a daze, while others were immersed in the singing.
I hate the desire to be crazy, and how many loyal souls are buried in other places... Why don't you regret the death of your family and country? I can't bear to sigh and feel speechless and full of blood and tears...
The horse's hooves go south, people look north, and the grass is green and yellow dust is flying. I am willing to defend my territory and open the border again. The Central Plains will make the world come to congratulate you.
On the distant hillside, a rider stood, singing like a psychopath.
Who can resist in the past twenty years?
Must be triumphant.
Duke Wei!
……
Sitianjian, Baguatai.
The white-clothed supervisor, this time, did not sit by the edge of the desk, but stood on the edge, looking at the battle team outside the capital with a blank expression.
The curtain opened.The supervisor whispered.
The curtain has opened?
Behind him, a low voice came, and he said slowly: If this is the case, how could I lose the protagonist, right, teacher.
The supervisor ignored him and sighed: Looking at Dafeng, only Wei Yuan is the only one who has the ability to lead his troops to "Jingshan City".
Yang Qianhuan opened her mouth and was powerless to refute.
The supervisor withdrew his gaze and said: Your heart is not calm, how can you be promoted?
Yang Qianhuan was silent for a moment and said: Teacher, I haven’t left Sitianjian for many days. People from the outside world probably don’t know my reputation. I don’t know that there is Yang Qianhuan in Sitianjian. I feel unwilling to accept it.
Where did you get your reputation?
The supervisor almost pinched his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: Xu Qi'an did not go to the battle.
Yang Qianhuan was stunned: What do you have to do with me?
The supervisor said to himself: But he beating drums on the top of the city wall and writing lyrics, which attracted everyone's attention.
Beating drums and writing lyrics on the top of the city wall, everyone was watching... Yang Qianhuan was trembling all over with envy.
After a while, he gritted his teeth and said: Teacher, I want to be promoted to the third rank!
The supervisor smiled. At this time, Chu Caiwei ran up and shouted: Teacher, Senior Brother Song Qing and other senior brothers have caused trouble.
Um?
Senior Brother Song said that creation requires enthusiasm, and they reject monotonous, repetitive work.They refused to refine standard magic tools.
The supervisor finally pinched his eyebrows and said calmly: Tell them that Yang Qianhuan was imprisoned on the third floor of the underground because of his disobedience and was punished by lightning.
Chu Caiwei nodded: OK, so Senior Brothers Song will work well. The teacher is so smart that he can come up with such a wonderful plan.
This has nothing to do with intelligence... Yang Qianhuan complained in his heart.
The supervisor sighed and pinched his eyebrows again.
Chu Caiwei did not realize Senior Brother Yang's complaints about her IQ, nor did she care about the movements of the supervisor's clamping eyebrows. She ran to the supervisor and took a look at the table first. Seeing that there was only wine but no food, she withdrew her gaze in disappointment and said mysteriously:
Teacher, please give you a question...
The supervisor suddenly felt relieved.
I found some wonderful spells in a lonely book. Can you take a look for me?
Chu Caiwei said as she took out a neatly folded piece of paper from her arms.
……
On the third day after Erlang left, he missed him...
Xu Qi'an wrote in his diary.
Two days ago, I was busy with affairs in the mansion and immersed in practice.Until today, I took time to check the history of the late emperor, but I couldn't understand it, so I began to miss Erlang.
Before Xu Erlang left, he wrote down all the records of the late emperor's daily life, of course, the cursive script was still used.
The length of the article is too long, and using cursive script saves time. He is about to go to the army and has no time to write well.
However, this thing has a fixed way of writing, which is difficult for non-schoolers to understand.
Besides Erlang, there is only Lingyue, but Lingyue has been studying at home and has not learned cursive script, so she cannot understand it.
The daily records of the late emperor cannot be easily displayed to others, but you must find new ones.
Xu Qi'an's mind was circling around and found that he knew very few scholars, and there was only one Chu Yuanzhen within the Tiandihui, but he went to war with the army.
At home, Erlang is a scholar, and it is impossible for him to expect his second uncle and aunt to translate for him.
The three of them can trust Chunge Tingfeng Guangxiao in the yamen, but their cultural level is no match for me.
The scholars at Yunlu Academy are OK, but the two-hour journey back and forth is really too long. Well, let Li Miaozhen take me to the sky and fly over directly...
Huai Qing was too smart and took out a record of the late emperor's daily life for her to translate. She must ask questions.
By the way, Lin'an can do it.
Although this girl is stupid, you can't underestimate her cultural level. She is a royal princess at least, and there is no problem with basic skills like calligraphy.
Xu Qian thought about it and finally chose Lin'an.
He immediately brought a thick stack of paper, put it in his pocket, rode a little mare, and went to the Kanren Yamen.
After Erlang went to war, he could not disguise himself as Xu Erlang and used the Shuji Non-commissioned officer card to enter and exit the imperial city freely.But it doesn't matter, he still has a wide connection.
The Silver Luo can freely enter and exit the imperial city, and patrolling the imperial city has always been one of the duties of Yin Luo.
Xu Qian borrowed Brother Chun’s waist card, put on his original bad clothes, disguised himself as Li Yuchun, and rode on Brother Chun’s mount and successfully entered the imperial city.
……
Lin'an Prefecture.
Xu Qi'an imitated Brother Chun's expression and came to the front of the mansion, saying to the guards: This official Li Yuchun, Xu Qi'an's ex- superior, is also a close friend.If you have something to do, please see Princess Lin'an.
The reason he said this was to be able to meet Lin'an smoothly, otherwise, His Royal Highness the Princess would not be able to meet just by meeting Yin Luo.
Whether it is the three words Xu Qi'an or the Yin Luo itself, it is enough for the guards to give them some thin faces. There is no inquiry, but only one sentence is left to wait.
Then he hurried into the mansion to report.
Sure enough, when he heard that it was Xu Qi'an's best friend, Lin'an immediately summoned him and chose to be in the living room.
With her charming and passionate peach blossom eyes, she is full of inner thoughts, making people unconsciously reminded of the mount of the little queen of the nightclub. She sat behind the big desk and showed off her noble character that was inconsistent with her temperament, and said in a plain tone:
What's wrong with Li Yinluo looking for this palace?
Lin'an is me, it's not convenient to speak here, so I'll change to a more secluded place.Xu Qi'an sent a voice.
The pretentious expression of mounting disintegrated immediately, and the eyebrows and eyes were filled with smiles. He quickly held back, looked at the palace maids and ordered:
I have something important to discuss with Li Yinluo, and you are not allowed to disturb me.
In the study without palace maids and eunuchs, Lin'an said in a low voice in surprise:
Oh, why are you here? I am still thinking that after Xu Ciji went to war, you can't turn into his appearance and come to play with me.
It's easy to come to play with you. Your Highness Huaiqing will help me... Xu Qi'an walked towards the desk and said:
It is important to come to see Your Highness this time. Well, can Your Highness understand cursive script?I have a cursive script here and I want to ask Your Highness to read it to me.
When I heard about the mount, I was so happy that the little chicken nodded like a rice pecking at me: Yes, how about it!
Finally had the opportunity to show her amazing talent in front of the dog slave.
Sure enough, even if he is a poor student, it is relatively speaking. As a princess, how could there be no ink in her belly... Xu Qi'an stood by the table and happily took out the paper in his arms.
Suddenly, his expression froze and his pupils suddenly froze.
On the desk, there was a book called "Dragon Vein Map".
Lin'an and Huaiqing on the top of the city, civil and military officials.The expedition team under the city and the people on the street.
Xu Qi'an stopped the drums, was silent for a moment, without looking back, and laughed loudly: Duke Wei, "Who doesn't know you in the world?" After that, the farewell poem was never right.
After a pause, he said in a vocal voice: It’s better to write a poem with humble duties.
The two of them talked loudly in front of thousands of people.
Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, his smile remained unabated: Yes!
Clusters of eyes fell on Xu Qi'an in an instant, and the students below and the civil servants on the city were suddenly excited.
How can this scene be without poetry to entertain you? The great poets present are there, and there is another famous work heirloom in Shilin.
Thinking of this, the scholars became a little accustomed to Xu Qi'an's words.
Xu Qi'an did not stop beating the drum, but instead became more and more intense, and the sound of the drums echoed.
He did have a poem in his heart that he wanted to give to Wei Yuan.
After Chuzhou returned, he had a heart-to-heart talk with Wei Yuan. When he learned about Wei Yuan's plan for the King of Zhenbei, he intended to regain military power.
It was also that time that Xu Qi'an realized that this big Qingyi, who was confronting multiple parties in the court, had always wanted to re-in charge of the troops and display his ambitions, but he could not get it.
After Wei Yuan finished the Shanhaiguan Battle, he was seized from military power and was held tightly in the court for twenty years.
Duke Wei, it’s been twenty years. Have you ever dreamed of returning to the battlefield and giving guidance to the country?
He took a deep breath, accompanied by the sound of drums, Qiyun Dantian, and said loudly:
When I was drunk, I looked at the sword with a light and dreamed of blowing the horns and camping!The troops were divided into eight hundred miles, and the sounds of fifty strings were heard outside the border, and the soldiers were fired on the battlefield.
Wei Yuan was stunned and looked at the young man on the city wall in shock.
Good word!
The eyes of the civil servants suddenly lit up. This sentence means looking at the sword with a lamp in the drunken dream, as if they were back to their military career back then.
Combining the current situation, they seemed to have returned to the battlefield where the troops were ordered after the autumn 20 years ago, and the attacker Qingyi led his army to the expedition.
This is the word Ah written for Wei Yuan.
Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!
Xu Qi'an beat the drum vigorously and said in a loud voice: The horse made Lu is fast, and the bow is astonished as the strings of thunder.To resolve the affairs of the king and the world, and to win the reputation of the past and after death!
You have worked hard for the court and defended the country for the royal family. What are you getting in return?
The court has covered up your achievements, exaggerated and promoted the King of Zhenbei, and passed on your halo to the beast who committed atrocities for his own selfishness.
The civil servants and the stern people criticized you and labeled you as the leader of the eunuch party, as if you forgot who won the Shanhaiguan Battle and who brought the 20th year of peace in Dafeng.
What did you get in exchange for?
He stopped and the drums disappeared.
Xu Qi'an's voice was very loud, but his tone was mixed with deep melancholy, saying word by word: But the pity happened!
On the top of the city, the atmosphere suddenly stagnated. Wang Zhenwen and other civil servants looked at Xu Qi'an blankly, chewing on the last paragraph.
An unspeakable sadness arises in my heart.
What impresses literati most is always poetry and lyrics.
In fact, the civil servants present knew what kind of person Wei Yuan was. Even if he had a red eye, he agreed with Wei Yuan's character.
It's just that the position is different.
But the goal is gone, but the goal is gone... At this moment, even the civil servants who had fought with Wei Yuan for half their life could not help but feel depressed.
He bit his lips and frowned slightly at the tip of his eyebrows. He didn't feel anything at first, until he recited the last paragraph, and the sad feeling suddenly became like a turbulent tide.
Huaiqing looked at him calmly, and there was a layer of mist in his eyes.
Damn it, what a broken word, my nose is so sore.Jiang Luzhong rubbed his face and muttered.
In the team that went on the battle, the seniors who participated in the Shanhaiguan Battle were all wet at this moment.
Hahaha……
Wei Yuan smiled, laughing so hard that tears burst out from the corners of his eyes.
Xu Qi'an, do you know why I didn't accept you as my adopted son?
Because in my heart, you are a confidant!
……
Qingyun Mountain, Yunlu Academy.
Zhao Shou stood on the top of the mountain, his Confucian shirt and gray hair fluttered in the wind. His eyes seemed to penetrate the distance and saw the team going out.
The academies rose because of Dafeng, but Confucianism declined because of Dafeng.
His eyes were calm, his tone was calm, and there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.
He uplifted his righteousness and said loudly: Wei Yuan, triumphant!
As soon as the words came, the Confucian power of the Dharma-Sui escaped into the void and disappeared.
The next second, the backlash effect of the spell came, and the righteous energy surrounding Zhao Shou dissipated, a crack broke into his eyebrows, and it quickly extended and expanded like a broken eggshell.
In the sub-sacred temple, a clear light shone straight on Zhao Shou's body, and his cracked body slowly healed.
Ah cannot be easily said in big words, especially when it comes to an existence beyond the grade.Wei Yuan Ah Wei Yuan, I can only help you here.There were Confucian saints more than two thousand years ago, but now, you are the only one who can carry this banner in the human race.
After Zhao Shou finished speaking, he bowed to the Asaha Temple: Thank you, Yasaint for helping you.
Since the stone tablet of the Cheng Saint cracked, the power of the Sub-Saint Temple has revived.
……
There were a total of 70,000 soldiers in the military camp. In addition to 10,000 imperial guards, the other 60,000 were the troops drawn from the capital and the states.
The remaining troops are in the three northeastern prefectures, Xiangzhou, Yuzhou and Jingzhou.
The 70,000 troops on this side of the capital were divided into four groups to go to the three northeastern prefectures, and 20,000 of them were taken by water to Chuzhou in the northern border.
Xu Erlang is among these 20,000 soldiers.
The more people there are, the more troublesome it is. Therefore, when going on a large scale, it is usually divided into troops and then gathered to join forces somewhere.
What does it mean to go to war for 70,000 people?
There is a long crowd, and there is no end to see the end.
The army set out along the official road. Wei Yuan looked back at the capital for the last time and remembered the boy's words for no reason.
To resolve the affairs of the king and win the reputation of his life, but the goal is gone... Wei Yuan smiled and whispered to himself:
There is no need to speak out for me, and serve the country with loyalty. What I am loyal to is the country and the people, you should understand me.
The army slowly moved forward, with 70,000 people silent, only wheels were scattered, war horses neighed, and armor collisions.
In the atmosphere of these intertwined voices, the soldiers suddenly heard the singing from the horizon.
The wolf smoke rises, the mountains look north, the dragon rises, the horses neigh the swordsman like frost... The heart is like the vast water of the Yellow River, who can resist in the past twenty years...
Some people turned around in a daze, while others were immersed in the singing.
I hate the desire to be crazy, and how many loyal souls are buried in other places... Why don't you regret the death of your family and country? I can't bear to sigh and feel speechless and full of blood and tears...
The horse's hooves go south, people look north, and the grass is green and yellow dust is flying. I am willing to defend my territory and open the border again. The Central Plains will make the world come to congratulate you.
On the distant hillside, a rider stood, singing like a psychopath.
Who can resist in the past twenty years?
Must be triumphant.
Duke Wei!
……
Sitianjian, Baguatai.
The white-clothed supervisor, this time, did not sit by the edge of the desk, but stood on the edge, looking at the battle team outside the capital with a blank expression.
The curtain opened.The supervisor whispered.
The curtain has opened?
Behind him, a low voice came, and he said slowly: If this is the case, how could I lose the protagonist, right, teacher.
The supervisor ignored him and sighed: Looking at Dafeng, only Wei Yuan is the only one who has the ability to lead his troops to "Jingshan City".
Yang Qianhuan opened her mouth and was powerless to refute.
The supervisor withdrew his gaze and said: Your heart is not calm, how can you be promoted?
Yang Qianhuan was silent for a moment and said: Teacher, I haven’t left Sitianjian for many days. People from the outside world probably don’t know my reputation. I don’t know that there is Yang Qianhuan in Sitianjian. I feel unwilling to accept it.
Where did you get your reputation?
The supervisor almost pinched his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: Xu Qi'an did not go to the battle.
Yang Qianhuan was stunned: What do you have to do with me?
The supervisor said to himself: But he beating drums on the top of the city wall and writing lyrics, which attracted everyone's attention.
Beating drums and writing lyrics on the top of the city wall, everyone was watching... Yang Qianhuan was trembling all over with envy.
After a while, he gritted his teeth and said: Teacher, I want to be promoted to the third rank!
The supervisor smiled. At this time, Chu Caiwei ran up and shouted: Teacher, Senior Brother Song Qing and other senior brothers have caused trouble.
Um?
Senior Brother Song said that creation requires enthusiasm, and they reject monotonous, repetitive work.They refused to refine standard magic tools.
The supervisor finally pinched his eyebrows and said calmly: Tell them that Yang Qianhuan was imprisoned on the third floor of the underground because of his disobedience and was punished by lightning.
Chu Caiwei nodded: OK, so Senior Brothers Song will work well. The teacher is so smart that he can come up with such a wonderful plan.
This has nothing to do with intelligence... Yang Qianhuan complained in his heart.
The supervisor sighed and pinched his eyebrows again.
Chu Caiwei did not realize Senior Brother Yang's complaints about her IQ, nor did she care about the movements of the supervisor's clamping eyebrows. She ran to the supervisor and took a look at the table first. Seeing that there was only wine but no food, she withdrew her gaze in disappointment and said mysteriously:
Teacher, please give you a question...
The supervisor suddenly felt relieved.
I found some wonderful spells in a lonely book. Can you take a look for me?
Chu Caiwei said as she took out a neatly folded piece of paper from her arms.
……
On the third day after Erlang left, he missed him...
Xu Qi'an wrote in his diary.
Two days ago, I was busy with affairs in the mansion and immersed in practice.Until today, I took time to check the history of the late emperor, but I couldn't understand it, so I began to miss Erlang.
Before Xu Erlang left, he wrote down all the records of the late emperor's daily life, of course, the cursive script was still used.
The length of the article is too long, and using cursive script saves time. He is about to go to the army and has no time to write well.
However, this thing has a fixed way of writing, which is difficult for non-schoolers to understand.
Besides Erlang, there is only Lingyue, but Lingyue has been studying at home and has not learned cursive script, so she cannot understand it.
The daily records of the late emperor cannot be easily displayed to others, but you must find new ones.
Xu Qi'an's mind was circling around and found that he knew very few scholars, and there was only one Chu Yuanzhen within the Tiandihui, but he went to war with the army.
At home, Erlang is a scholar, and it is impossible for him to expect his second uncle and aunt to translate for him.
The three of them can trust Chunge Tingfeng Guangxiao in the yamen, but their cultural level is no match for me.
The scholars at Yunlu Academy are OK, but the two-hour journey back and forth is really too long. Well, let Li Miaozhen take me to the sky and fly over directly...
Huai Qing was too smart and took out a record of the late emperor's daily life for her to translate. She must ask questions.
By the way, Lin'an can do it.
Although this girl is stupid, you can't underestimate her cultural level. She is a royal princess at least, and there is no problem with basic skills like calligraphy.
Xu Qian thought about it and finally chose Lin'an.
He immediately brought a thick stack of paper, put it in his pocket, rode a little mare, and went to the Kanren Yamen.
After Erlang went to war, he could not disguise himself as Xu Erlang and used the Shuji Non-commissioned officer card to enter and exit the imperial city freely.But it doesn't matter, he still has a wide connection.
The Silver Luo can freely enter and exit the imperial city, and patrolling the imperial city has always been one of the duties of Yin Luo.
Xu Qian borrowed Brother Chun’s waist card, put on his original bad clothes, disguised himself as Li Yuchun, and rode on Brother Chun’s mount and successfully entered the imperial city.
……
Lin'an Prefecture.
Xu Qi'an imitated Brother Chun's expression and came to the front of the mansion, saying to the guards: This official Li Yuchun, Xu Qi'an's ex- superior, is also a close friend.If you have something to do, please see Princess Lin'an.
The reason he said this was to be able to meet Lin'an smoothly, otherwise, His Royal Highness the Princess would not be able to meet just by meeting Yin Luo.
Whether it is the three words Xu Qi'an or the Yin Luo itself, it is enough for the guards to give them some thin faces. There is no inquiry, but only one sentence is left to wait.
Then he hurried into the mansion to report.
Sure enough, when he heard that it was Xu Qi'an's best friend, Lin'an immediately summoned him and chose to be in the living room.
With her charming and passionate peach blossom eyes, she is full of inner thoughts, making people unconsciously reminded of the mount of the little queen of the nightclub. She sat behind the big desk and showed off her noble character that was inconsistent with her temperament, and said in a plain tone:
What's wrong with Li Yinluo looking for this palace?
Lin'an is me, it's not convenient to speak here, so I'll change to a more secluded place.Xu Qi'an sent a voice.
The pretentious expression of mounting disintegrated immediately, and the eyebrows and eyes were filled with smiles. He quickly held back, looked at the palace maids and ordered:
I have something important to discuss with Li Yinluo, and you are not allowed to disturb me.
In the study without palace maids and eunuchs, Lin'an said in a low voice in surprise:
Oh, why are you here? I am still thinking that after Xu Ciji went to war, you can't turn into his appearance and come to play with me.
It's easy to come to play with you. Your Highness Huaiqing will help me... Xu Qi'an walked towards the desk and said:
It is important to come to see Your Highness this time. Well, can Your Highness understand cursive script?I have a cursive script here and I want to ask Your Highness to read it to me.
When I heard about the mount, I was so happy that the little chicken nodded like a rice pecking at me: Yes, how about it!
Finally had the opportunity to show her amazing talent in front of the dog slave.
Sure enough, even if he is a poor student, it is relatively speaking. As a princess, how could there be no ink in her belly... Xu Qi'an stood by the table and happily took out the paper in his arms.
Suddenly, his expression froze and his pupils suddenly froze.
On the desk, there was a book called "Dragon Vein Map".
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