Chapter 329 Qingwen is proud and Yanhong is convinced
"Sir, your body?!"
The two walked along the path for a while. As they walked, Qingwen became more and more worried. She had never seen Jia Lan look so weak since she started following Jia Lan. She was so weak that she could only rely on her own support to support her.
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Jia Lan gave a wry smile: "I'm just really tired. I'll just rest for a few days and I'll be fine."
He had no need to hide it in front of Qingwen. Although the injuries on the meridians were serious, they did not explode as Yu Linglong said. Instead, they gradually began to stabilize. I don't know if Jia Lan's body bones are strong enough or if there are residual
The trace of innate purple energy in Jialan's original spirit is at work.
"Then let's go back quickly before we catch a cold."
As soon as Qingwen finished speaking, there was suddenly the rapid sound of horse hoofbeats "Dede, Dede!", and along with the horse's neighing, the Zhaoye Jade Lion emerged from the dark night.
The snow-white horse stopped in front of the two of them. Qingwen was startled. Unsure of the situation, she did not dare to move. It was not until the horse happily raised its head towards Jia Lan that she let go.
tone, looking at it curiously.
"It's okay, don't be afraid." Jia Lan comforted Qingwen softly, reaching out and rubbing the down on the Zhaoye Jade Lion's ear a few times: "Ma'er, Ma'er, I forgot about you! I'm so sorry." The black pearl-like eyes of Zhaoye Jade Lion looked at Jia Lan steadily and leaned his head over.
Qingwen asked in surprise: "Master, is this horse yours?"
"I won the chief's prize from the poetry festival."
"Gift? Leader? Really?!" Qingwen was a little confused. When she understood Jia Lan's words, she was pleasantly surprised: "Lang Geer, you have won the title of the leader of the poetry club?"
Jia Lan laughed and said: "The horse has been ridden back, is there still a lie? It's not like I'm afraid of not looking good, so I bought a horse in advance, right?"
"Brother Lan is talking nonsense again." Qingwen scolded, then said with admiration: "What a handsome horse, you are truly worthy of being your master."
The words are full of pride.
Jia Lan took a picture of the Night Jade Lion and said, "Horse, horse, come back with me."
The horse neighed happily.
The two of them walked slowly like this.
This night, the legend of Jialan is everywhere in Shenjing. Some people admire it, and some people are unhappy.
At the old residence of Yuge, who became an official.
"It burned me to death!"
Yu Yanhong picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. She immediately got angry and threw the bowl with water heavily on the coffee table. She stared at the maid in front of her with frowning eyebrows and gritted her teeth: "With such hot tea, do you want to burn me to death?"
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The maid hurriedly knelt down and admitted her mistake repeatedly. She was also an old man in the courtyard, and she knew that the more she defended, the more she would arouse Yu Yanhong's anger.
But Yu Yanhong, who was still furious, grabbed the tea bowl and threw it suddenly, causing pieces to fly everywhere.
"You still said no?!"
Yu Yanhong slapped her palms heavily on the coffee table, her voice sharp and harsh.
The maid was so frightened that she touched her head to the ground, trembling all over and not daring to breathe.
Yu Chengsi stood up at this time, kicked the maid with his toe, and cursed: "You don't have eyes, why don't you pack your things and get out?"
The maid, as if she had been pardoned, hurriedly thanked the girl and her brother, picked up the broken pieces of the tea bowl on the ground, and left.
"She is also an old man who has served you for a long time, so why bother." Yu Chengsi took a stack of fruits from the coffee table next to him and put it in front of his sister: "Eat some, you have been hungry all night."
Yu Yanhong snorted coldly, but did not refuse the kindness offered by her brother. She picked up a tea fruit and put it into her mouth. The poetry meeting that had been delayed for two hours really made her hungry.
Feeling the smooth sweetness in her mouth, Yu Yanhong felt slightly better.
Yu Chengsi observed his words, pretended to be helpless and aggrieved, and let out a long sigh to attract Yu Yanhong's attention.
"Oh, I really didn't expect that Jialan's literary talent was so outstanding. He wrote three wonderful poems in a row, especially the last one "The Sapphire Case", which even Yan Shenggong praised..."
Yu Yanhong looked a little unnatural, her mouth pursed, showing a little dissatisfaction.
However, no matter how reluctant she was, she had to admit that Jialan's lyrics were extremely good, and she had to be convinced on this point.
Seeing that Yu Yanhong was silent, Yu Chengsi rolled his eyes and said something else, to the effect that his sister had already made up his mind and no one else could have a better plan.
Listening to Yu Chengsi's lame compliment, Yu Yanhong burst out laughing and glanced at the other party angrily: "If you lose, you lose. In the eyes of my brother, do I, my sister, have no such courage?" Yu Chengsi apologized and smiled: "Of course not..."
"I lost to Jia Lan, I am convinced!" Yu Yanhong straightened her back and her pride was beyond words.
"It's just a pity. I don't know when I want to regain my position next time."
Yu Yanhong is not stupid. She can set up such a trap. Naturally, she has also found out some information about Jia Lan in advance. If he will take the high school entrance examination next month and enter the officialdom, then she and Jia Lan will no longer be on the same level. After all, Jia Lan
She and Yu Yanhong had never met each other before, and they had no contact since the polo club. They only got to know each other through the girl from the Sheng family. No matter how much resentment Yu Yanhong had, she could not act arbitrarily. While thinking about it, she took another bite of the fruit on the plate.
This is a tea fruit that has become popular in Shenjing recently. According to the store, this soft and light fruit is called "cake" because there is only one shop selling it in Hecheng and it is extremely popular.
"Brother, could you please send someone to ask who are the people who are fanning the flames in the crowd tonight and asking Jialan to write lyrics?"
Yu Chengsi wondered: "Aren't those people arranged by you?"
Yu Yanhong said angrily: "Not entirely!"
"Do you want to find those people and cooperate with them?" Yu Chengsi reacted with a bitter look on his face: "It's better not to do this. It's not a deep hatred. Don't let it get out of hand in the end." After a pause.
, he slightly emphasized his tone: "After all, it is the family of the Duke of the country, the family of the imperial concubine's mother!"
"Brother, don't worry." Yu Yanhong's tone was unquestionable: "I have a sense of discretion!"
[I'm just... still a little unconvinced.]
Thinking about it, she took another bite of the cake, but she didn't know that this snack that she was full of praise for was made by Jia Lan.
Ouchi Imperial Study Room.
Dai Quan, the eunuch in charge of the palace, glanced at the sky outside the palace and asked gently: "Your Majesty, is it time to rest?"
Emperor Chunzhi raised his head and glanced at Dai Quan expressionlessly. He was so frightened that he quickly knelt down.
"Get up."
"Thank you Lord for your kindness!" Dai Quan stood up respectfully to serve on the side, and said in a pleading tone: "Now is the festive season, all officials have a rest, and the six volumes have not yet been sealed. Your Majesty, please don't be too tired."
Emperor Chunzhi waved his hand casually and interrupted: "I understand, I will watch for a while, and you can go get another bowl of tea."
Dai Quan glanced at the emperor worriedly, but could only bow his head and bowed out.
Looking at the empty imperial study, Emperor Chunzhi sighed slightly.
During the Spring Festival, why didn't he want to take a good rest? It's just that after many years of planning in the court, he finally took advantage of the Emperor to let go of himself in the past few years to express his ambitions. How could he relax so easily?<
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His eyes fell on a memorial placed in the most conspicuous place on the imperial case. He had read the contents several times. The memorial was jointly signed by Sheng Hong, the governor of Shuntian, and Jia Zheng, a doctor in the Tuntian Division of the Ministry of Industry.
The memorial can make two people submit a letter, so it is definitely the Qingzhang's business.
The emperor stretched out a finger and tapped the imperial case gently, picked up the memorial and slowly put it down. It is conceivable that the content in the memorial made Emperor Chunzhi hesitate a little.
In front of a palace outside the royal study, Dai Quan was stopped by Prince Xiao Xu before he had gone far.
"Daban, is your father still in the imperial study?"
Dai Quan showed a smile and saluted the prince: "Your Highness, Your Majesty has not rested yet."
Xiao Xu raised his head and looked at the sky, with a hint of worry in his eyes: "It's such a night, my father is still reviewing memorials? Why don't you give me a few words of advice, my dear companion?"
Dai Quan replied with a grimace: "Your Majesty, a man of divine, civil, and martial arts, has very strong opinions, and you, Your Highness, also know that."
Xiao Xu nodded after hearing the words, looking at the steward whose face was full of vicissitudes of life, he couldn't help but sigh, and cupped his hands towards the imperial study: "A son-in-law cannot serve his father all day long, and his body can only
I can rely on you all.”
"This slave is the emperor's slave, and it is your duty to serve your master well. Your Highness, the Crown Prince, has betrayed your slave!" Dai Quan was startled, and continued to accuse him.
But in the heart of the chief chamberlain, a warmth was rising, even on this chilly night, it still moved him a little.