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Chapter 71 The Missing Teenager

The night is already deep.

In the East Palace and the main hall, the lights are still bright.

Wow.

Prince Li Chengqian grabbed the plate in the hand of the palace maid next to him and smashed it on the ground. Due to his rough movement, the corner of the plate scratched the palace maid's cheek when he threw it out, and a blood stain suddenly appeared on the tender white face.

Li Chengqian took a look and said angrily: "Go away, don't dirty my eyes."

The palace maid ran away with tears in her eyes, and the others quickly stepped forward to clean up the things on the floor.

Below, Jiang Xian was so frightened that he knelt down and said in a frightened voice: "Your Highness, I deserve death because I didn't handle things well. However, the weather today is really unlucky. I haven't been able to do this for so many years."

Seeing such heavy rain, most of the health workers are weak and it is really difficult to fight against the storm..."

Upon seeing this, Li Chengqian hurriedly came down and helped Jiang Xian up personally.

Jiang Xian has reached the year of his crowning, while Li Chengqian is only fourteen years old, and Jiang Xian is a full head taller than him.

Corporal Li Chengqian said politely: "Ziyu doesn't have to be like this. I don't blame you for this. Things like wind and rain are natural changes. How can you predict them? What makes me angry is that even God can't

Standing with Du He... you are my confidant. As long as you pass the imperial examination this autumn, I can ask my father to let you hold an important position in the East Palace. Let's work together to achieve great things. Today

This thing is just a small setback, but dealing with Du He is a big deal, how can we be discouraged by such a small thing?"

Jiang Xian was so moved that he didn't know what to say.

As for Li Chengqian, it was not that he did not blame Jiang Xian in his heart, but Jiang Xian's talent and reputation were among the best in the Imperial College, and he was recommended by Kong Yingda. Although he was a standard Confucian disciple, he was not pedantic, but was very good at strategy.

, planned a lot of things for him, so Li Chengqian was worried that if he punished Jiang Xian, he would chill the other party's heart.

This trick is indeed very useful.

Jiang Xian promised: "Your Highness, please rest assured. I will plan this matter carefully after I return. Next time, I will give Du He a hard time."

Li Chengqian nodded happily: "Of course I believe you, but please don't make this matter too big, otherwise it will spread to the ears of my father, and I will inevitably be scolded again."

Jiang Xian nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "I'll take care of things, please don't worry, Your Highness."



Early in the morning.

A carriage came galloping from Dongbian Street and stopped at the door of Yan Mansion.

The carriage stopped, the curtain was opened, and a young man of twenty-six or seventeen years old stepped out of the carriage, wearing a blue gown, full of elegance.

However, the young man's face was full of anxiety at this moment.

He walked forward and said loudly to the two guards guarding the door of Yan's Mansion: "I am the Imperial Academy's direct contact with Deng Chaoping. I am a disciple of Master Kong. If you want to see the secretary, Master Yan!"

A middle-aged man flashed out of the door, it was the housekeeper of Yan Mansion.

The steward stepped forward and said, "It turns out that Deng Zhi said that if you have any important questions, please see our master so that I can inform you."

Deng Chaoping's tone became more anxious and said: "It's too late. Please take me to see Mr. Yan immediately. The young master of Yan Mansion, Yan Wentian, is missing."

The housekeeper's eyes widened and he said hurriedly: "Deng Zhisheng, please come with me."

Under the guidance of the housekeeper, Deng Chaoping met Yan Shigu, the secretary of the then dynasty and the young prisoner in the backyard.

Yan Shigu was in the backyard, holding an ancient book and studying it, when he suddenly heard Deng Chaoping say that his grandson Yan Wentian had disappeared.

Snap.

The ancient book in his hand fell to the ground.

Yan Shigu stood up in a hurry, stared at Deng Chaoping and asked, "What's going on? I personally sent Wen Tian to the Imperial College, so why is he missing now?"

Deng Chaoping said hurriedly: "This matter is a long story. It all started because of Du He..."

Deng Chaoping briefly explained the matter.

It turned out that after Jiang Xian and others returned to the Imperial College yesterday, they were all so discouraged that they did not even count the number of people.

As a result, during early class this morning, everyone discovered that the youngest Yan Wentian was missing.

After searching the entire Imperial College, there was no trace of Yan Wentian.

At this time, the entire Imperial College was in panic. While sending people to find Yan Wentian's whereabouts, they also sent direct report Deng Chaoping to Yan's Mansion to report.

After Yan Shigu heard this, he said angrily: "What nonsense, what nonsense! Wen Tiancai has just turned thirteen, and he was taken to sit in front of the Laiguo Duke's Mansion by you. Who doesn't know that Du He is a famous scourge in Chang'an City?"

, if anything happens to my grandson, I will never be done with you!"

Deng Chaoping explained helplessly: "Master Yan misunderstood. I was not involved in this matter. It was all done by my junior brother Jiang Xian. However, the top priority is to find the person first. As for the investigation of responsibility, we should wait until Wen Tian is found."

Bar!"

Yan Shigu nodded: "I'm afraid I have to go to Laiguo Duke's Mansion first for this matter."

"I am willing to accompany Mr. Yan to the Laiguo Duke's Mansion!" Deng Chaoping said sincerely.

As the direct lecturer of the Imperial College, he can be regarded as Yan Wentian's teacher. If something happens to Yan Wentian, he will also have to bear a lot of responsibility.



Datang Furniture Factory.

Du He sat in the yard, crossed his legs, and looked at the busy workers.

The workers were busy coming and going.

Among them is Yan Wentian, who is thin and tall.

Others can take five pieces of wood at a time, but he can only take one piece at a time.

After a busy morning, Yan Wentian had two blisters on his hands.

He also thought about being lazy, but when he saw the fierce look of his master Dazhu, he didn't dare to be lazy and worked harder than anyone else.

Dazhu said in a broken voice: "Look, boy, I will teach you again how to assemble these parts in order. If you can't learn it again, I will hand you over to the young master and let him punish you."

"

Yan Wentian nodded seriously.

This was his third time learning, and he tried to keep every move of Dazhu in mind.

In fact, Yan Wentian is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart, but he just lacks practical ability.

After learning it three times and without Dazhu's guidance, Yan Wentian finally assembled his first revolving wooden chair in his life.

"Wow, I succeeded, I succeeded..."

Yan Wentian said happily, even a little proud.

It was originally just scattered parts, but he never imagined that after assembling it by himself, it would turn into a rotating wooden chair with a complex structure.

Snapped.

Dazhu came over, slapped Yan Wentian on the back of the head, and said dissatisfied: "You idiot, you just assembled a chair all morning. If everyone was like you, you would have been kicked out by the young master."

Although his words were harsh, his tone was much softer.

When Yan Wentian turned around to work, Dazhu said slowly: "This boy is very smart and dexterous. He is much smarter than that silly boy in my family... He is indeed a well-read and literate young man!"



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