"Is Fu Xiang your best friend in the Jiaofang Division?" Zhong Li asked.

Xu Qian was stunned and said, "How do you know?"

Zhong Li nodded, lowered his head slightly, and walked slowly, "If you didn't have a close relationship, why would you ask me to see a doctor? And you are a lucky person, and you won't be like those men who wear an oiran's skirt.

Your servant."

Fifth Senior Sister, you still have the potential to be a detective... Xu Qian said "Hmm": "This Fu Xiang is my confidante. I was very talented when I was young and have a photographic memory. I am born with it."

reading seeds.

"But my second uncle planned my life early, so that Dafeng missed a great poet... When I was fourteen years old, I took my cousin to attend the literary meeting organized by the scholars of the Imperial College. That day, the sky was raining

Sleet and snow... Did you know that the Wenhui is a gathering for academic exchanges, and some women from the Jiaofang Division will be invited to play music for the fun, and Fuxiang is also among them.

"I became a sensation at the literary conference, and everyone praised me for my good poetry. Fuxiang also fell in love with me deeply at that literary conference. From then on, we often exchanged letters and started a Platonic love. Plato is the spirit.

Love on earth has absolutely no vulgar physical relationship..."

Zhong Li interrupted lightly: "Why are you telling me this?"

"Promise me not to tell Caiwei."

"oh."

Zhong Li turned her head and looked at him for a moment, then withdrew her gaze and continued walking forward. When she approached Yingmei Pavilion, she said, "I know how to read Qi."

"..."

Before anyone arrived at Yingmei Pavilion, Xu Qi'an had already heard the sound of silk and bamboo wind instruments.

Hey, is there a tea party at Yingmei Pavilion so early today? He led Zhong Li to the entrance of the courtyard, and saw two black courtyard doors closed, and the sound of drum music came from inside.

Bang bang bang... Xu Qian knocked on the courtyard door.

"The Yingmei Pavilion is reserved." The voice of the boy in Tsing Yi came from the door.

"It's me." Xu Qian said.

The courtyard door opened, and the young man in green looked happy and said repeatedly: "Master Xu, you are here. There is a distinguished guest from the Jiaofang Department tonight, and he is in the room."

Hearing this, Xu Qian frowned and said, "A great guest?"

In Xu Qi'an's view, it is important to be above the third rank, but officials with this identity and status basically do not come to the Jiaofang Division.

The princes in the court have their own strong character.

"Yes, as soon as we came to Jiaofangsi, we went straight to Yingmei Pavilion and said that we wanted to see our wife's piano skills. Our wife didn't intend to accompany us for drinks, so she declined." The young man in Tsing Yi said "Hey",

Pretending to be mysterious:

"Guess what?"

Xu Qi'an gave her a look and answered honestly: "My mother came forward in person and talked to Fu Xiang behind closed doors for a long time. I don't know what she said, but the lady had no choice but to accept it and reluctantly came out to perform the song.

.

"The most incredible thing is that twelve oirans from the Jiaofang Department came at once, uninvited."

Xu Qi'an was shocked, thinking that even Wang Shoufu, that bad old man, wouldn't be treated like this.

Of course, Lao Wang is already old and probably doesn't have the time or energy to have fun in Jiaofangsi.

"Okay, I didn't expect there to be such a person in the capital. No, the Jiaofang Division must be where I stand out. I have to go and meet this guy."

Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an nodded without changing his expression: "Take me to see you."

...........

At this time, in the hall where guests were being entertained for drinking, Fuxiang was sitting in the room, lowering his head and playing the piano, looking gentle and beautiful, full of life and fragrance.

She has a special temperament when she plays the piano. She is not like an oiran in the teaching department, but like a young lady in the waiting room.

The drinkers were sitting in rows. Except for the man in a green shirt with a strand of white hair on his forehead, all the other guests were accompanied by an oiran.

After the song ended, Fuxiang Yingying stood up and saluted, "That's funny."

"Ms. Fuxiang is so humble. There are few people in the Jiaofang Department in the capital who can compete with you in terms of piano skills." A man with a goatee and wearing casual clothes said with a smile.

"Hurry up and take a seat, our great knight Chu is waiting." Another man with a big belly agreed.

The drinkers present started to boo.

Some people even put their words directly to death, joking: "Since that quatrain about praising plum blossoms, Madam Fuxiang no longer accompanies you with wine, but since Brother Chu is back, I have to say something else. Madam Fuxiang, don't let Chu

Brother, please wait."

Fu Xiang's eyes were filled with waves as he scanned the crowd of drinkers. The identities of these people were not simple. They were either officials with real power in the Six Ministries, or they were common people from the Hanlin Academy, censors from the Imperial Academy, and other high-ranking nobles.

And the man in the green shirt has an even more unusual identity. He was the number one scholar in the twenty-seventh year of Yuanjing and is now the number one swordsman in the capital.

He not only satisfied the desire of the women in Jiaofangsi to be talented and beautiful, but also satisfied their fantasies about knights and knights, a double halo. Therefore, as soon as the news of his coming to Jiaofangsi came, twelve courtesan came uninvited.

, take the initiative to accompany you for drinks.

"My lords, please forgive me. The little girl is not feeling well and it is not appropriate to drink alcohol today." Fuxiang smiled reservedly and turned to an unoccupied wine table.

Several officials frowned, feeling unhappy.

Although Fu Xiangyan's reputation has spread far and wide and is no longer limited to the Jiaofang Division in the capital, she still thinks too highly of herself. She is just asking her to accompany him for drinks, and he does not want to do anything to her.

On the contrary, the swordsman in blue shirt smiled carelessly and didn't take it seriously.

The drinkers here are all Jinshi who were born in the 27th year of Yuanjing, and have a good relationship with him. This time I came to Jiaofangsi for a drink, firstly to reminisce about old times, and secondly to meet Fuxiang, a famous man from Dafeng.

Courtesan.

In Chu Zhuangyuan's opinion, appearance was secondary, but it was this introverted temperament that he admired quite a lot.

Ming Yan looked around, raised a bright smile, and said to warm up: "Our lady Fuxiang, since she became good with Mr. Xu, she no longer drinks with him. She is still waiting for Mr. Xu to redeem herself. Masters, please don't

It’s embarrassing for her.”

Although the people present here are all officials with real power, in front of the watchman, they are all younger brothers. In front of Xu Qian, the watchman who has just been knighted, he is the younger brother among younger brothers.

Sure enough, the drinkers suppressed their displeasure and lowered their heads to drink.

Chu Zhuangyuan raised his eyebrows: "Master Xu? Which Master Xu?"

For some reason, he is very sensitive to the surname "Xu".

At the same time, I remembered what No. 1 said when No. 2 asked No. 1 for information about a Tongluo named Xu in the Dishu chat group:

This person's biggest weakness is his lust, and he has affairs with many courtesans from the Jiaofang Division...

Then, I contacted No. 3, who I had just met but pretended not to know him. He had a cousin with outstanding poetic talent. That cousin was the person who wrote "A Secret Fragrance Floating on the Moon and Dusk" and achieved the famous "Floating Fragrance".

.

Ming Yan waited for a while, but when no one answered, he smiled and said, "Speaking of Mr. Xu, he is really an incredible person. He made his fortune in the tax and bank case last October..."

Okay, okay, I told Xu Qi'an's deeds in detail.

"When I was in Yunzhou, I stood in front of eight thousand enemy troops with one sword and fought alone for half an hour..."

The courtesans in the Jiaofang Division have heard this story several times, but they are still fascinated and fascinated by it.

Fu Xiang was a little proud, a little proud. She raised her chin and said softly: "When Xu Lang was exhausted, he faced thousands of enemy troops."

Seeing this, Xiaoya, another oiran, quickly grabbed the topic and said crisply: "The young man is chivalrous and has made friends with five heroes. His liver and gallbladder are pierced, and his hair is towering. During the conversation, life and death are the same. A promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

"good words!"

Chu Zhuangyuan praised loudly, but at the same time a doubt flashed in his mind:

Didn't No. 2 say that there were more than 400 rebels besieging the Chief Envoy's Office? Xu Qi'an killed 200 of them and died of exhaustion. How did it become 8,000?

An official said: "It is indeed a good poem. He is such a great talent. It would be a pity not to study. Then Xu Pingzhi is not a son of a man."

The other drinkers nodded in agreement and said, "It's a pity that Xu Qi'an didn't come to the Jiaofang Department today, otherwise he would have known about the talent of our number one scholar."

After hearing this sentence, a series of "?" appeared in Chu Zhuangyuan's mind.

Didn't Xu Qian die in the battle in Yunzhou? After more than a month, there was no way the capital had not received news.

At this moment, Fuxiang cheered in surprise: "Xu Lang!"

........

The young man in Tsing Yi led Xu Qi'an into the hospital, walked to the hall, and said: "It's not a villain who is causing trouble, that man is much more popular than you.

"I asked the sisters in the courtyard to inquire about it. Hou, this man is a legendary figure. He was the number one scholar in the 37th year of Yuanjing. Later, for some unknown reason, he resigned and became a wanderer.

"Then he became very famous and became famous in the capital. He was praised by Duke Wei as the best swordsman in the capital."

Xu Qi'an's footsteps suddenly stopped, thinking to God, No. 4 is in there?

What's going on with the top picks in Dafeng? Are they all veteran drivers of the Jiaofang Division?

No. 4 knows that I am Cijiu’s cousin, and that I have died in Yunzhou... Now that I have seen that I am not dead, I will go back and tell him in the Dishu chat group... Li Miaozhen

Then he would think of the fact that he was induced to die socially by "No. 3"...Xu Qi'an never expected that social death would come so quickly.

"Xu Lang!"
To be continued...