Chapter 222: It's quite a look of a refined beast [Thanks to everyone for your support!]

The next day,

Jin'an Study,

Yin hour (3:00 AM),

Wei Shuyi was serving Sheng Hong in his official uniform by candlelight,

Sheng Hong opened his arms and let Wei Shuyi straighten his black horn belt at his waist,

looking at a piece of calligraphy hanging on the wall in the candlelight, Sheng Hong looked appreciative, and when he saw the wonderful part, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly.

"Shuyi, I didn't notice last night, why did you frame this calligraphy I wrote casually?"

"The master's brushwork is free and easy, this humble wife looked at it and it was exquisite, so..."

Hearing this, Sheng Hong nodded with great satisfaction in his heart.

"Master, a few days ago Ming'er came back from the old madam's place and unintentionally said something this humble wife didn't know."

"Hmm?"

"Tomorrow, I'll say that when I was giving birth to Zhen'er in Yang Zhou, Xu family's Jing Ge'er spent those days constantly keeping the famous Yang Zhou gynecologist, Old Physician Chen, near the house..."

"Hiss, there is such a thing? He has a heart."

"Yes, the Old Madam and the Xu family's young master didn't say anything. Now that I know, I want to thank the Xu family's young master on Zhen'er's behalf."

"You decide for yourself, if you need silver, just tell Shuang'er."

"Yes, master."

Feeling that his clothes didn't need any adjustment, Sheng Hong shook his sleeves and walked toward the outside of the courtyard refreshed.

Outside the door, Dongrong, who was carrying a lantern, hurriedly bowed. When Sheng Hong walked toward the outside of the courtyard, Dongrong bowed to Wei Shuyi again.

Wei Shuyi and Xiaodie returned the salute,

walking to the courtyard gate, Sheng Hong suddenly thought that the wall opposite his calligraphy seemed to be different from before,

he looked back, but saw Wei Shuyi and Xiaodie still standing at the door, looking at him.

Sheng Hong waved his hand to signal them to return to the room, then shook his head and continued to walk out.

After Sheng Hong left the courtyard, Wei Shuyi returned to the room.

"Little Niang, you should rest for a while."

Wei Shuyi shook her head and said: "Bring the colorful threads bought from the Li family shop, I'll tidy them up again."

"Yes, Little Niang."

Sitting by the embroidery frame,

the figures of Wei Shuyi and Xiaodie in the candlelight of the early morning were reflected on the wall beside them,

"Little Niang, these threads from the Li family are too expensive. It cost so much silver to buy enough of what you said."

"Although the threads from the Li family are expensive, the materials are sufficient, the colors are correct, and they don't fade. You know what the threads on the stall under the bridge look like."

"Hmm, they will bleed color."

"Things sent to others cannot be like this."

The master and servant were talking,

in the room, the candlelight was gradually covered by the morning light.

After the two finished organizing the colored threads and placed them into the smooth, glossy basket, Xiaodie went to wake up Sheng Changzhen, while Wei Shuyi rose and opened the window.

Greeting the morning breeze and stretching, Wei Shuyi turned and left, taking her son to pay respects to Wang Shi,

the sound of the master and servant talking went away,

in the room, it became quiet,

by the windowsill,

the lonely and weak plum blossom bonsai in the side courtyard in Yang Zhou was now changed to a big flower pot,

a faint morning breeze blew in,

and between the swaying thick branches and leaves, a few fruits were revealed.

Opposite the wall where Sheng Hong's calligraphy was hung,

beside the hanging painting of the Buddhist great power,

two more paintings were added,

one was Dao,

one was Confucian.

Sheng family school,

the three Lan were busy practicing poetry, nourishing their spirits, and practicing calligraphy.

Changbai, Xu Zaijing, and the others were busy looking at the examination papers of the first place in this prefectural examination.

Besides that, there was also Gu Tingyu's off-field assistance, who also wrote an answer of his own at Zhuang Xuejiu's greeting, which was brought over by Gu Tingye.

After the classmates discussed and studied the pros and cons of their answers together, the scholar announced a break.

The maidservants and servants sitting at the back presented drinks and food to their young masters and young ladies one after another.

Xiaotao took out a plate of 'Dishu Baoluo' (cream and honey pastries) from the food box she brought,

and the fragrance of cream and honey drifted out all at once.

Feeling everyone's gaze,

Minglan's little chubby hand stopped on the Dishu for a while, took out two, and hesitated for a moment,

she took out another one and said: "Xiaotao, share these with the scholar and brothers and sisters."

"Yes, young lady."

Saying this, Xiaotao walked toward Zhuang Xuejiu.

"Hmm, put it here."

Hearing Zhuang Xuejiu's words, Xiaotao took two from the plate and placed them on Zhuang Xuejiu's table,

then distributed the things.

Xu Zaijing put this fragrant Dishu into his mouth, hmm, very sweet.

Just wanted to give some to Qingcao behind, but saw Qingcao and Xiaotao smiling at each other with bulging cheeks,

feeling his gaze, both of them covered their mouths.

After school,

Xu Zaijing came to Minglan's table and scanned the round, chubby, and fair Minglan:

"It can be seen that the food in the courtyard of the great-aunt is really good."

"Jing Jing Biao Ge is right."

"Go back and tell the great-aunt, it would be good if she could make more Dishu tomorrow."

Hearing Xu Zaijing's words, Rulan in front nodded in agreement.

"I will definitely tell grandmother."

"Hmm, good girl!"

Saying this, Xu Zaijing rubbed Minglan's hair, which had become dark,

after rubbing her small bun loose,

without looking at Minglan's frowning and glaring look, Xu Zaijing quickened his pace and left the lecture hall.

Qingcao, who was following behind, hurriedly bowed to Minglan in apology and followed.

Qi Heng looked at Minglan's 'miserable look' and smiled, and after leaving the lecture hall, nodded to Seeing Mo Lan, who was bowing and stopping on the side, and quickened his steps to catch up with Xu Zaijing:

"Jing Ge, when you go to the polo field in a few days, can you bring those two of yours..."

Qi Heng's voice gradually went away,

Rulan walked out, looked at Seeing Mo Lan, and hummed.

Bianjing

At the entrance of the Lu Prince Consort's mansion,

the six daughters of the Lu family looked at Kong Mama who got on the carriage, and all bowed respectfully.

"Young ladies, go back."

After speaking, Kong Mama waved her hand,

and only after she couldn't see anyone did she put down the carriage curtain.

Following beside the carriage,

the middle-aged man who was obviously a steward of a noble family also bowed to the Lu family and hurriedly followed.

The carriage drove away,

the middle-aged steward said affectionately:

"Mama, the Xiao Xiao Gongye and the Duchess have been looking forward to you every day."

"I'm just an old woman who serves people, how can I bear the expectation of the Xiao Xiao Gongye of Yan and the Duchess."

"Mama, you are too humble. In order to let the Marquis of Hou Fu Chang loosen his mouth, the Xiao Xiao Gongye even asked the Duchess to enter the palace to beg Imperial Consort Rong."

Kong Mama smiled embarrassedly and said:

"Oh! No wonder, it really is hard for the Xiao Xiao Gongye."

While talking, the group entered the main gate of the Xiao Xiao Gongye of Yan's mansion.

As before, inside the second gate, beside the Xiao Xiao Gongye of Yan, the Du family couple, four young ladies were waiting here.

Qiyun Tower on Pan Lou Street,

Prince Yong's heir, while stroking the clear-voiced singer beside him who didn't dare to look up, looked at the scene in the private room with great interest,

glanced at Han Wulang beside him and said:

"Fifth Young Master, you said before that there was something fun, I didn't believe it! I didn't expect that in the days I left Bianjing, there would be such fun things."

"This has to thank the Yuan family of the Zhongqin Earl."

Hearing this, everyone in the private room laughed.

Qin Chi Han on the side looked at Prince Yong's heir carefully. When Prince Yong's heir looked over, he hurriedly smiled.

Two hours later,

in the dark alley behind Qiyun Tower,

a servant of the Qin family threw two pieces of silver into someone's hand.

"Master, this is a bit too much."

"The extra is the deposit. Tomorrow night, I want a decent family girl."

"Decent family girl?"

When these two were talking,

two corpses with blood between their crotches were put into sacks and thrown onto a flatbed carriage.

And at the main entrance of Qiyun Tower,

Qin Chi Han followed Prince Yong's heir into the carriage and whispered:

"Heir, are you not satisfied? This brothel prostitute is just lacking some taste..."

Prince Yong's heir didn't speak, just looked at him.

Qin Chi Han, who had thought about how the heir might reply, got stuck,

he thought he saw clearly the dissatisfaction in the heir's eyes at Qiyun Tower just now, but how...

"Heard your family returned the silver to the Xiao Xiao Gongye of An's mansion?"

Qin Chi Han nodded with an ugly face and said:

"Originally it was foolproof, who knew that the eldest son of the Gu family could pass the imperial examination, and the ranking was still so high..."

"Pfft."

Hearing Prince Yong's heir's laughter, Qin Chi Han didn't raise his head.

"Then why did you come to find me?"

"Originally I wanted to invite the heir to see something exciting tomorrow, but I didn't expect the heir to be so powerful! This humble person can only say it straight: it is Prince Yan, who entrusted my father to bring the ashes of the rebels who were executed in the Royal Nursing Home."

Prince Yong's heir slowly put away the smile at the corner of his mouth,

before Prince Yong's heir could speak,

Qin Chi Han continued:

"Not only do you have it, Prince Jing and Prince Tan also received some."

The carriage became very quiet.

A quarter of an hour later,

Qin Chi Han bowed respectfully, got off the carriage, and respectfully sent Prince Yong's heir's carriage away from here.

Late April,

Liang Han's promised hosting at Wu Tower was finally fulfilled,

and hearing that Xu Zaijing might go to the polo field outside Jinming Pool with two Northern Liao dragon horses and horse attendants, there were even more people asking Liang Han for invitations.

Because this was a gathering organized by Liang Han, those who came were all noble young men from Bianjing,

but the Da Niangzis and noble young ladies of each family did not come.

When Xu Zaijing arrived at the polo field,

he instantly became the focus of the audience,

many noble young men from Bianjing didn't even play polo anymore, and gathered around to look at the horses in the stable.

The two dragon horses, with horse eyes as agile as children, were a bit impatient. Fortunately, there were two horse attendants on the side to soothe them, so they didn't kick.

Xu Zaijing also noticed this and said to the horse attendants:

"Let them go out for a run, don't really kick anyone."

After speaking, he led the Li horse out of the stable, mounted it, and then reached out to take the reins of the two dragon horses handed over by the horse attendants.

After circling a few times,

when Xu Zaijing dismounted, he saw a group of people beside the crowd.

Looking at Prince Yong's heir, who looked a bit familiar, Xu Zaijing cupped his hands and said:

"Met the Heir."

"Oh, Jing Ge'er still remembers me. You and Ye Ge'er and I, that was not knowing each other without fighting."

This Prince Yong's heir had long passed the age of a duck's voice, and his voice had become much deeper.

"Heir has a good memory."

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's all childhood things. Before, Ninth Brother wrote to me saying Jing Ge'er's heroic deeds of winning consecutive battles in the hall, which made me yearn for it, wishing I could fight side by side with Jing Ge'er."

"Heir praises too much."

Gu Tingye, who was watching all this, raised his eyebrows.

Looking at the dragon horses in the field, Prince Yong's heir's face straightened and said:

"Perhaps Jing Ge'er doesn't know, in fact, Father has always wanted a Northern Liao dragon horse! Before, Father often told me that he almost could have owned one, but unfortunately..."

"Since we are not knowing each other without fighting, I have a presumptuous request, which is also to fulfill my filial piety."

"You can name the price, Jing Ge'er. Even if my Prince Yong's mansion has to produce a pure gold horse, I definitely won't blink."

Hearing this, the young men around exclaimed one after another.

Those who were close to Xu Zaijing frowned. Zhang Fangling, the fourth son of the Xiao Xiao Gongye of Ying's family, looked at Gu Tingye and said:

"Ye Ge'er, why don't my Xiao Xiao Gongye's mansion give you a pure gold horse, and you go to Northern Liao to exchange for a dragon horse?"

"Fourth Brother, you speak lightly. If I really pull a pure gold horse to Northern Liao, they will kill me, grab the gold horse, and you won't get a fart."

"Then Ye Ge'er, you can go to the Northern Liao envoy's post house."

"Fourth Brother, do you really think this dragon horse is rotten goods?"

After Gu Tingye finished speaking, he said again: "Why don't you put out the gold horse for the little brother first..."

"Hehehehe"

Several people close to Xu Zaijing, such as Zheng Xiao, Liang Han, Hai Chaojie, and Shen Herui, laughed one after another.

"A gentleman does not take what others love."

Prince Yong's heir's face sank when he heard Zhang Fangling and Gu Tingye's words.

Han Wulang, who was beside Prince Yong's heir, said: "What do you two mean by saying this?"

"I'm talking to Ye Ge'er, why are you interrupting?"

Zhang Fangling looked at Han Wulang and asked back with a smile.

Xu Zaijing blocked in front of Zhang Fangling, cupped his hands to Prince Yong's heir and said:

"Heir, please forgive me. These two horses were rewarded to the Xu family by the Emperor. Even if it were ten gold horses, they cannot be sold."

"If the Heir really wants them, just let the Emperor speak, the Xu family will definitely not take a cent and will offer them with both hands."

Prince Yong's heir stared at Xu Zaijing, and Xu Zaijing looked back calmly.

"Good, it was my lack of consideration. Let's go."

Prince Yong's heir left, and a young man following behind Prince Yong's heir smiled warmly and cupped his hands to Xu Zaijing and the others.

Xu Zaijing asked loudly on purpose.

"Ye Ge'er, who was the last person just now?"

Gu Tingye said loudly:

"My cousin in name, the eldest son of the Marquis of Dongchang, Qin Chi Han."

Xu Zaijing:

"It's quite a look of a refined beast."

Qin Chi Han, who was following Prince Yong's heir, stumbled and turned his head.

Xu Zaijing responded with a smile.

To be honest, if the Emperor had no son now, Prince Yong might become the Crown Prince,

the few people present would really not dare to be so excessive,

but they couldn't help it, the Empress had a son.

The few standing beside Xu Zaijing were either powerful nobles or high-ranking civil officials, and there were no goods that were gold and jade on the outside but rotten on the inside.

Look at the few on the opposite side again,

are they going to fight with literature or compare martial arts?

The sons of the Xiao Xiao Gongye of Ying's mansion, at most, were discussing whether they could ask for a descendant of the dragon horse.

This Prince Consort Heir actually opened his mouth and said he wanted to buy. Since you are so rich, why don't you go to Northern Liao to buy?

After leaving the polo field,

Prince Yong's heir walked toward the outside of the field,

after walking far away, Prince Yong's heir turned his head to look at the Bianjing noble sons beside him,

he walked to Han Chengyun with a frown, approached Han Chengyun's nose, and whispered:

"You go, find someone to cripple this Xu Zaijing for me!"

Han Chengyun:

Lu Sanlang:

Qin Chi Han thought to himself: 'After leaving Qiyun Tower that day, weren't you very gloomy in the carriage, Heir? Why now...'

Prince Yong's heir: "If something happens, it's on me!"

"What's wrong? Didn't you say your cousin from the Sha family of the Marquis of Zhongshan is very brave?"

Han Chengyun said with a smile:

"Heir, please calm your anger."

Lu Sanlang of the Xiao Xiao Gongye of Ling's mansion said:

"Heir, you returned to Bianjing late, maybe you haven't heard about Pan Lou."

"Pan Lou? The thing about Xu Zaijing beating the Bai Gao country envoy?"

"Heir, in fact, that group of envoys were young generals of Bai Gao country, all of whom were not easy to mess with. Xu Zaijing could beat them down, we are really..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 223 =====