Slightly hold the jade plaque in the sleeve.

The next thing I said was not the emperor, but a thin official in the ranks of the prince, wearing a second-rank red robe.

"At the second update today, the prince returned from Shu Kingdom and entered the palace from Ziwu Gate to meet the saint. The prince went to Shu Kingdom for two or three months, not only for the emperor to visit Beishu, but also for one thing." This man seemed thin, but he spoke with a sense of righteousness.

"It has been nearly a thousand years since the founding of this dynasty. Looking back at that time, Taizu and a scholar led their troops to fight thousands of miles. They fought against the violent literature with Shu, Dan and Fan in front of them, and the beacons burned half of the wall. After Bingxu, they destroyed the previous dynasty for 13 years and established a country with a hundred million people."

The expressions of the officials changed, and I don’t know why he said this. But when the Lord on the seat had never spoken, who dared to say anything?

"A hundred years later, when Taizu died, a comet turned into rain before it fell to the north of the mountains and seas, and the land fell to the east of Xinjing. Later, Yueyi colluded with Rakshaya and thought it was relied on, and it was a glimpse of our western border. Our Da Shang and Shu, Dan, Fan Jie alliance, retreated to Rakshasa and defeated Yueyi. From then on, the four countries..."

"Ha..." Li Xianyuan, who had not had a good sleep, couldn't help but yawn when he heard this long speech. This made an official in front of him look back and glance.

For some reason, after a few days before entering Beijing, he felt a little sleepy. It was strange that he practiced the immortality skill, so how could he become the bear skill that hibernates?

Li Xianyuan hid at the end, his head drowsy bit by bit, and when he looked roughly, he thought he agreed with the officials' words.

"... In addition to proposing marriage, the Eighth Prince also wants to use this to meet my young talent in Da Shang."

"Yes? How could he think?" The majestic voice of the upwards could not be heard, but it was loud enough to drive Li Xianyuan's sleepiness. Then he heard the thin official say: "The 15th day of the first lunar month, the lantern poetry meeting. The eighth prince wanted to invite my great merchants and officials to show their poems."

The voice was heavy: "Prince, what do you think this person wants?"

The prince, who is so magnificent that he looks like a military officer, replied in a deep voice: "Expanding poetry is a false, and establishing authority is a true meaning."

The hall was silent. The silence of the hall was heard. It was heard for a while before the sound rang out: "He wants to compare, then compare. I, a big businessman, can't even find a person who can write poetry?"

Li Xianyuan shrank his neck.

I am now in my own trap.

He beheaded and avoided. But I am afraid I can't avoid this.

As a result, no one mentioned Li Xianyuan's sentence until noon. It seemed that this person was no longer in the court. It seemed that they had never heard of this person.

Chaotianmen was as noisy as the entrance of the vegetable market. Li Xianyuan followed King Cheng to take a carriage and drove away.

Through the window, the snowy scenery in the sky coated the continuous palace with a pale touch.

After the curtain fell and retracted his gaze, he saw King Cheng looking at him, and said with a smile: "Did you see it?"

Li Xianyuan nodded: "I saw it."

"What did you see?" King Cheng was puzzled.

Li Xianyuan is plain: "See what you want me to see."

"What do I want you to see?"

"You know it in your heart."

King Cheng seemed to be particularly enthusiastic about this word game. He felt that he was not satisfied with the number of rounds of interaction. He kept asking: "But are you clear?"

Li Xianyuan had already closed her eyes and took a nap, so she was too lazy to pay attention to him.

After half an hour, the carriage stopped in Li's mansion. Uncle Wen, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, came forward with an umbrella and helped Li Xianyuan down.

"Xianyuan." King Cheng called Li Xianyuan.

"What's the matter?"

"Although the civil and military officials and fathers of the court have not mentioned you today, the younger generation of Da Shang regards you as the best poetry. I think the edict will come soon. Be prepared in advance."

Li Xianyuan nodded: "I understand."

The curtain of the car fell, and the two waited for a while at the door, and then turned around and stepped into the threshold, asking the servants to close the door.

In the reception hall, Uncle Wen took the maid and handed the medicine soup to Li Xianyuan.

Li Xianyuan took it and took a big sip while it was hot. He was already weak and there was no need to show off.

"Master, the villain is brave."

After drinking the medicine soup, my body became much warmer, so Uncle Wen bowed and spoke.

Li Xianyuan looked in confusion, and Uncle Wen then said, "You are too close to King Cheng."

The old master of the housekeeper Wen was King Cheng, but now he has kept Li Xianyuan away from King Cheng, which is interesting.

Li Xianyuan put down the medicine bowl and signaled him to continue.

"Master, you may have the kindness of being acquainted with King Cheng, but you are like a confidant. This book is fine. However, the situation in Xinjing has become increasingly tense recently. You are too close to King Cheng, and you may have a feud with the prince."

What the Wen Manager said is still a cliché.

Whether intentionally or not, Li Xianyuan and King Cheng were very close to each other in real time. In the melon field, everyone naturally regarded him as the King Cheng faction.

If Li Xianyuan wants to climb up, he will be hindered by the prince.

This is the concern of Wen Manager.

Li Xianyuan shook his head. He had no intention of getting involved. When he found out the fact that Yanran's family was destroyed, he could go to other places to make money. The intrigues in the new capital were still far away.

Seeing that Li Xianyuan did not reply, Mr. Wen clicked until he ordered the maid to add some coal to the stove and left.

Soon, the maid came in with a charcoal basket door, lifted the lid and added black charcoal, and occasionally secretly glanced at Li Xianyuan on the main seat.

"If you want to see it, don't have to sneak in." Li Xianyuan retracted his cold hands into his robe.

I originally wanted to tease you, but the maid was not afraid of her, her eyebrows were agile, and she stared at Li Xianyuan and knocked her hard.

Li Xianyuan was a little surprised: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

The maid laughed: "At first, I'm a little scared. Master, you are young, but the coldness that keeps people thousands of miles away is quite scary. But now."

"What's the matter now?"

"It looks human now. If the master used to be a god who was not a worldly god, then now it is-"

"Stop and stop--" Li Xianyuan interrupted her talk: "Are you a graceful person?"

This innocent and romantic painting is just the same as the graceful one.

The maid bowed: "Master, please tell me. The princess asked me to see if there is any...whether there is a wild woman to hook up with the master."

After saying that, he looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

It is a taboo to put eyeliner around others. That is, the playful and playful attitude can do this with a noble and dignified manner.

He smiled bitterly and couldn't wave his hand to knock the maid away. Li Xianyuan held his cheek with his hands and became stunned.

That night, Li Xianyuan was lying on his bedside, his wandering eyes shone through the curling blue smoke rising from the stove, penetrated the thin window paper, and passed through the misty snow scene and returned to the original place.

He thought a lot. Li Wan'er, Situ Yanran, Wen Ruyu, and master.

Then I suddenly realized that it was all women, so I forced myself to think of Xiaoqing.

I didn't want it to be fine, but when I thought about it, I felt that I was overwhelmed. While my thoughts were complicated, I still remembered this matter, and Li Xianyuan planned to arrange someone to bring Xiaoqing back from Wuhou County tomorrow.

He turned over and faced the inside of the bed.

A roll of bamboo tube is placed next to the pillow.

Once upon a time, my voice and smile are now only one scroll of paintings left.
Chapter completed!