"Xiao Lang, Deng Bai is coming!"

Xu You slowly sat up, rubbed his hands together to warm up, covered his eyes for a few seconds, and then reduced his fatigue when he opened it, and then muttered "work hard" and put on his clothes under the gentle and considerate service of the autumnal equinox, and he had regained his daytime spirit.

When he arrived outside, Deng Tao was about to salute, but Xu You raised his hand to stop him. He smiled and said, "All old friends, why are you talking about these false gifts? Let's sit down!"

Deng Tao smiled when he heard this, but he still insisted on bowing. When Xu You took his seat, he sat in the armchair. However, he was tall and still looked like an iron tower, which made people look sideways.

"There will be a curfew in a while. I'll tell you a long story. The reason why I invited hundreds of generals to come is to talk about the past before leaving, and the second is to ask hundreds of generals to help!"

Deng Tao's expression remained unchanged and said, "Please tell me, please!"

The next morning, Xu You went to bid farewell to Yuan Jie first. Yuan Jie sincerely encouraged him and wished him a smooth journey. When he spoke, he could not hide his worries. Xu You was not willing to be chaotic, but after thinking about it, he still asked, "Why is Mr. Yuan so worried?"

Yuan Jie sighed and said, "Did you see it? In fact, it's okay to tell Qilang that King Hengyang is going to Xuzhou to take office, passing through Jinling, and preparing to stay in the middle and small house for a few days."

"King of Hengyang? Isn't his fief in Xiangzhou? Why do you want to go to Xuzhou?"

Xu You inherited his past memories and knew that the Chu emperor An Zidao had twenty-one sons. In addition to those who died prematurely, died of illness or were killed in battle, there were also thirteen sons. The oldest was the crown prince An Xiuming, who was twenty years old at the age of twenty years old, and the youngest king of Shanyang An Xiuyuan was only six years old. The Hengyang king An Xiuyuan was the tenth son of An Zidao. He should be twenty years old this year. He was very good at writing and beautiful in character. His biological mother, Concubine Yang, was very favored in the palace.

"No wonder Qilang didn't know that this happened not long ago." Yuan Jie put his hands on his back and walked to the door. His voice was heavy and helpless, saying, "The Prince of Hengyang is very happy with his mother. He just granted five thousand households a fief of his family the same year before. He is now valued and is now reused. He is ordered to be transferred to the right general, the governor of Xuzhou, and the military commander of Xuzhou. He had already set off from Jinling with his attendant fifteen days ago. Last night, he suddenly received his famous post, saying that he had some questions about the meaning of Confucian classics and wanted to ask me for answers."

After the Chu State established the tripod, it was a great title of vassal kings, relying on the barrier of the country. Any adult princes over the age of fifteen would give real power, and there were many people who led their troops, and they did not be afraid of having personal relationships with ministers. Therefore, many vassal kings had set up military officials outside and had great power, posing a great threat to the prince. But An Xiuyuan should be a strange flower among the princes. His mother Yang, because she was favored by An Zidao, pissed the prince's biological mother, the queen of the dynasty. With this confusing account, An Xiuyuan not only did not have the same morality as the prince, but was worried that after the prince ascended the throne in the future, he could put down the prince's dignity, flatter him, and become accused of his life.

In addition, An Xiuyuan is also famous. He often has poetry and essays with Shizhong Gu Zhuo, Zhongshu Lang Yuan Can and others in Jinling. However, if you want to say that just a little bit of the meaning of the classics, you have to send a special message to visit Yuan Jie, but it seems not so reasonable!

Yuan Jie, a fifth-rank prefect, was not the most important figure in the Yuan family. What is surprising about it that An Xiuyuan would rather change his way than visit him?

Xu You felt suspicious, but naturally he would not show it on his face, saying, "Duke Yuan is worthy of being the main Confucian scholar. Even the Tenth Prince is coming to ask for advice. Shouldn't this be a good thing? Why are you worried?"

Yuan Jie's eyes showed a little ridiculousness and said, "There are so many great scholars in the court? Where is it Yuan's turn to teach His Highness? Gu Zhuo, Yuan Can, who is not knowledgeable and knowledgeable in history? I am afraid of it..."

"The drunkard's intention is not wine!" Xu You blurted out.

"The drunken man's intention is not in wine..." Yuan Jie finally showed his first smile today and said, "Qilang always has a witty word! Yes, I'm afraid that his drunken man's intention is not in wine. If that is the case, it would be a huge difficult thing..."

Xu You suddenly remembered a rumor about An Xiuyuan, frowned, looked at Yuan Jie's side face, and said, "Is it for Sanniang?"

Yuan Jie looked at him in surprise, as if he didn't expect him to think of this level. He was silent for a moment and sighed: "Yes, my Yuan family has been pure and innocent for generations, and there is no rare in the world, and there is no treasure in the world. What can I be attracted to by Your Highness? It's just that there is a woman with a good appearance and a little talented and famous... I don't hide it from Qilang. Before you proposed marriage, Your Highness also talked about this matter in private, but I refused..."

Since Xu You was reborn, he would occasionally think of this question. He actually never understood why Yuan Jie agreed to this marriage. Because no matter from that perspective, he and Yuan Qingqi were not compatible. The only thing he could do was his family background. However, many famous families in Jiangdong were not the only ones that were the Xu family. It was not difficult to choose one from them, regardless of character, talent and knowledge.

But now thinking about it, the woman An Xiuyuan is attracted to, may not have the courage to marry her. Only local tyrants like the Xu family in Yixing are strong and deeply rooted. How could they be afraid of him as a small vassal king? In addition, being able to marry the talented woman of the Yuan family is considered to be a bright family. This is why the Yuan and Xu families hit it off and decided to settle this in-laws that had been discussed by idle people for a long time!

"Ha, it turns out that I still have the honor of Your Highness the Tenth Highness!"

Yuan Jie naturally understood what he meant and shook his head and said, "Qilang doesn't have to belittle himself. Compared to this highness, you are already the most satisfactory husband of Sanniang. It's just that fate is the only way to do it?"

Xu You saw that Yuan Jie was very dissatisfied with An Xiuyuan in his words. Could it be that the rumor was true? He couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "The affairs of the Tenth Prince and Princess Haiyan..."

Yuan Jie turned around and looked at Xu You in a flash. An extremely stern light shone in his eyes, saying, "The Master said, do not look at it if you are not polite, do not listen if you are not polite, do not speak if you are not polite, do not move if you are not polite. Qilang is also a person who has read the books of sages. How could he not know this truth? Xu You hated his voice and washed his ears and Yingshui. Chao's father still blamed him for his dirty mouth. It can be seen that the wise and powerful people cannot even listen to fame and fortune, let alone listen to such dirty words? Moreover, this matter involves the inner court. What's wrong with the gentleman and what he doesn't know is, but have you forgotten the teachings of caution in the Analects of Confucius?"

Xu You was suddenly overwhelmed. What he feared most when interacting with people from the Confucian Sect was that he didn't know when he would attract a lot of children, especially Confucian saints. He talked about the truth one by one, so that you could not even give up your mouth. The Xu You mentioned that Xu You and Chaofu were both hermits in ancient times. When Yao heard about Xu You's name, he found him and said that he would abdicate the world to him. Xu You ran away and quickly washed his ears by the Yingshui River. His friend Chaofu was walking the cow and asked him what was wrong. When Xu You told the matter, Chaofu was also angry and scolded Xu You for not going downstream to wash his ears, so that dirty water polluted his cow's mouth.

This is the previous allusion, and the latter sentence comes from "Zi Lu? Thirteenth", which means that a gentleman usually adopts a reserved attitude towards things he does not know.

Yuan Jie first warned and then advised, citing the classics. If Xu You hadn't really read a few books in his previous life, he would have been dizzy and drowsy just by relying on his memory in this life!

Xu You whispered, if you hadn't heard of this gossip, why did I have such a big reaction when I just started? Confucius said, "If you can't correct yourself, what if you are right?" Old Man Yuan, you are really enough!"

"What Mr. Yuan taught me is that I am not good at studying and have not understood the principles of saints, but I shouldn't ask this sentence!"

Seeing that he was respectful and taught, Yuan Jie praised him for his teachings, he said earnestly: "Don't say anything to him, but saying something to him is a mistake! You are wrong to say such words to me, and the person who told you about this was even more wrong. Tell me honestly, where did you hear these words from?"

Xu You was stunned for a moment, and a shadow of a person who had not appeared for a long time appeared in his mind. When the two of them traveled together, one in literature and one in martial arts, they had a good time. He often lived in Jinling and often walked around the Eastern Palace to hear such secrets in the palace.

But after that night, he never showed up again. I think he didn't know how to face himself.

And I really don't know how to face him.

In the face of the blood-stained hatred, the time when the boy rode his horse had long become so sad!
Chapter completed!