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Chapter 21
Song Beiming's eyes, like a hunter determined to catch his prey, directly caught Yan Xi's eyes, probing Yan Xi's mind arrogantly.
Yan Xi smelled a dangerous atmosphere, and turned his head slightly.
The eyes of the two sides met instantly.
Although Yan Xi withdrew his gaze, the strange heat burned from his ears to his cheeks.
This caught him off guard, his hands in his sleeves were slightly clenched into fists, he felt dangerous and at a loss, because...his body actually longed for the other party's gaze.
In her previous life, Yan Xi was ill and developed late, and did not do any exciting things because of a bad heart; in this life, she has become a sick child. She has been studying literature and martial arts for the past few years, and she doesn't have much thought about that..
He was a little dazed by the strangeness of his body.
Is it because of the weird medicinal fragrance?
The last time, five years ago, when Song Beiming looked at him, he wanted to kill him.
This time, Song Beiming looked at him, wanting to...eat him.
Yan Xi lowered his eyes and thought: Could it be that Song Beiming recognized me?Impossible, obviously, he and the boy look completely different.
Yan Xi lowered his eyes, so that he could directly observe Song Beiming's legs with his suppressed eyes.
Really disabled?
It is said that five years ago, on the battlefield to avenge his parents in Beiyuan, he injured the meridians and ligaments in his leg, and could never stand up again.
Song Beiming returned to Jingdu after making military exploits with his disabled body, and was kept by Emperor Tianxi in the name of recuperating from then on.
For five years, Song Beiming respected the imperial decree and never left the capital; Emperor Tianxi was also willing to give him enough dignity and tolerance, allowing him to do anything wrong without asking questions.
With a broken leg, Song Beiming turned into a vicious and vicious devil king in Jingdu.
Yan Xi sighed, he still remembered those sharp and warm eyes that night five years ago.
He was originally a sunny boy, why did he become so gloomy?
With his head down, he listened to Song Beiming's guards arguing with the Ministry of Works officials.
Finally, Liu Bing, the left servant of the Ministry of Works, came forward and said: "I have just explained the situation clearly, and it is only up to Gong Shangshu to make a decision. Little prince, Gong Shangshu went to Wenyuan Pavilion to discuss matters today, and I am afraid that he will not be able to return for a while.Lord Shangshu has been personally supervising the matter, why donβt you come back another day? But if there is any progress, the Ministry of Works will report to Beiyuan Palace in time.β
"You guys have been delaying me for five years because of a few nanmu trees. Today, I have to have an explanation for everything I say. I won't leave without a written proof." Song Beiming sipped his tea slowly and said, "You, Gong ShangshuDid you know that I was coming today, so you hid outside? Send someone to tell him that I will wait in his study. "
After Song Beiming finished speaking, he put down the teacup and pushed him forward.
Liu Bing stood in front of him anxiously.
Song Beiming brushed off the ashes that were not on his legs, leaned on the back of the chair and said with a half-smile: "Someone wants to block my king's way?"
Liu Bing wiped his cold sweat and said flatteringly, "I'm not trying to block the way, I'm just worried..."
Liu Bing dared not say what he was worried about.
Zhou Xu, the servant of the right, had to come out to save the situation. He said to Xi Ni: "It's just that there are many confidential documents in Gong Shangshu's study, and even people from the Ministry of Works have to pass them on. This time, Master Shishu is not here, so we will also do it."No master."
"Since it's important, it's really inappropriate to enter. You lock Gong Qiong's study, and ask someone to watch the door." Song Beiming said, "This king is waiting outside the yard of his study."
All the more coldly pushed Song Beiming forward.
A group of civil servants holding pens couldn't bear the murderous aura in front of a military general like Du Yue who had been on the battlefield, so they could only back away again and again.
Liu Bing and Zhou Xu were sweating profusely.
Song Beiming waved the wheelchair to stop and said, "Can't you trust me? You can send someone to watch me."
Liu Bing and Zhou Xu looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.
Song Beiming smiled, swiped his hand around the crowd, and finally pointed at Yan Xi and said, "It's all about Mr. Xuan is an official of the science and Taoism, so stay and monitor me."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when Liu Bing and Zhou Xu were pardoned.
Liu Bing and Zhou Xu let go of half of their hearts, and Xuan Yin was the most suitable person to watch over the people present.If Xuanyin couldn't keep an eye on Song Beiming and leaked the confidential information, the responsibility would be on the Ministry of Works; if the officials were to be held accountable, they would have to listen to the heavens, and the Ministry of Works would not be responsible for this matter.
After all, Zhou Xu couldn't bear it, and when he passed by Xuan Yin, he reminded him in a low voice: "It seems that the young prince's job is not easy to handle. If it is really difficult, I can assign someone else."
Yan Xi said meekly: "It's okay."
Zhou Xu was worried, and before leaving, he sent Wang Shen, the head of the Ministry of Works, to cooperate with Xuan Yin.
Wang Shen is a middle-aged man who has been in the officialdom for a long time. He knew that this matter would definitely offend Song Beiming, so he brought his guards to stand in front of Lord Shangshu's study, moved a chair and sat down, and said to Yan Xi: "Master Xuan, please take care of the little prince."
Yan Xi sneered in his heart, nodded, and didn't say much.
Du Yue pushed Song Beiming to go ahead, and Yan Xi followed a few steps away to the porch outside the courtyard.
Someone here had already been notified, and tables, chairs and tea were placed under the corridor. Song Beiming raised his hand, and the attendants withdrew.
Yan Xi didn't go to the corridor, but stood in the open air.
But at such a distance, the scent of medicine on Song Beiming's body still penetrated into his nose.
More than that, the hairs all over his body stood up, and every pore was breathing happily.
Under the comfort of the medicinal fragrance, the dryness in his body is reduced, and every part of his body is developing in the direction of comfort.
Yan Xi is sensitively aware that the smell of medicine on Song Beiming's body can calm the dryness of "Rong" in him, and the closer they are, the weaker the dryness in his body will be.
His body likes the smell of Song Beiming very much.
His blood flowed with joy, as if to say:
"It smells good."
"I want to smell it."
"I still want to get closer."
This made Yan Xi a little embarrassed, the heat in his ears finally subsided, and his face burned again.
He had never encountered such a situation in his two lifetimes, and he was a little at a loss for a moment, thinking that he should stay away from that scent.
But the feeling of going against his own body, he was in a contradiction, which made the alarm bells ringing in his heart.
not like this.
Yan Xi reminded herself to be calm.
The two faced each other, each quietly.
After a while, Song Beiming said in a slow voice: "Xuan Yin, whose name is Wei Yu, is from Yuedong County. He was born in a farming family. His parents died early and he was raised by his brother and sister-in-law.Nineteen-year-old champion. This speed is almost inferior to that of Shang Baiheng, who won the third prize a few years ago."
Yan Xi met Song Beiming's gaze, he couldn't figure out what Song Beiming meant, so he listened quietly.
Song Beiming continued: "When you were young, you didn't even go to a serious private school, and your enlightenment was later than others. Fortunately, when you were ten years old, you met a down-and-out scholar neighbor, who taught you the Four Books and Five Classics. You have some talent, and you will soon learnI have read all the books of the poor scholar. After being selected as a scholar, it is all dependent on the books provided by the county education. Such conditions have allowed you to pass the exam all the way."
Hearing this, Yan Xi was not surprised that Song Beiming was able to call Xuan Yin by his name when he saw Xuan Yin for the first time.Yan Xi could tell that Song Beiming wanted to attack him.
Song Beiming snorted coldly: "Your results in the provincial and general examinations are not outstanding, and the papers written in the two papers are also quite satisfactory. Why is it that when it comes to the palace examination, the essays are suddenly natural?"
Yan Xi has answered this kind of question many times, and he answered it easily: "It's not uncommon to get a good article by chance. I'm a lowly official who was born in white, and I'm really sorry to bother the little prince to do a thorough investigation."
He paused, then said cautiously: "The little prince has checked me so clearly, what advice do you have?"
Song Beiming played with the long Qinan bracelet around his neck: "Jingdu, all the families, all the dignitaries, have already found out the eighteen generations of your ancestors. Don't Master Xuan know?"
Yan Xi said in a dazed manner: "I'm just a scholar from a humble family, what is worth checking out like this. I really feel sorry for mobilizing teachers and mobilizing people like this."
"Don't you think it's too easy for you to win the top prize?" Song Beiming pointed at him with a black hand clock and said, "Why don't I believe it?"
Yan Xi was slightly taken aback.
This kind of wording, many people say behind the scenes.Song Beiming was the first to say that in person.
Yan Xi said meekly: "Thank you, little prince, for your concern, and for taking the trouble to think about my affairs."
Song Beiming pressed his long bracelets under his palms, and said with ruthless eyes: "It's not a good idea to lie in front of me. Xuan Yin, you are not a docile person, otherwise, with your background and appearance, it is impossibleCame to Jingdu in a good manner, and was hidden in a golden house eight hundred years ago."
Yan Xi smiled innocently and said: "Oh, the world is so treacherous, why don't the officials know?"
Song Beiming sneered, "It's so hypocritical. When you forced Zhao Chong to death in the prison of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, wasn't it treacherous?"
Yan Xi said innocently: "Who is Zhao Chong?"
Song Beiming said firmly: "I don't want to admit it. You just got out of the prison of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, but he hanged himself in the back. How dare you say that it has nothing to do with you?"
Yan Xi said pitifully: "Little prince, you also said that I come from a poor family and have no factions or connections in Jingdu. If I want to kill him, I must have a motive, right?"
Song Beiming sighed: "That's right, I also want to ask Lord Xuan for advice. You are a helpless and seventh-rank official, how dare you touch someone from Jiang Shoufu's faction?"
Yan Xi said at a loss: "Ah? Is Zhao Chong Jiang Shoufu's man? In the whole world, could it be the land of the king; in the world, could it be the king's ministers. I thought that all the civil and military men in the dynasty belonged to His Majesty."
Song Beiming: "Zhuangyuan Lang is really eloquent. He is still stubborn when he is about to die, right? Do you know how much the rich circle in Jingdu is charging you now?"
Yan Xi asked obediently: "What price did the little prince say?"
Song Beiming smiled evilly and said, "This king also wants to know. Why don't you tell me, what is on your body that is worth ten thousand gold per night?"
Yan Xi was slightly surprised and said: "It's so expensive. I can't earn so much money in my life. Is there something so valuable in me?"
"Stubbornness." Song Beiming saw that Yan Xi was reticent, his smile faded, and he said with a deep face, "This king only wanted to remind you because you have the integrity to move the people of the Jiang family faction. I will say everything today.Therefore, you should know for yourself.β
"Young Lord, don't be angry, I appreciate it." Yan Xi approached a little closer, bowed obediently and said: "Your Highness is very grateful for your kindness."
Song Beiming's hand suddenly clenched the wristband in an invisible place, he leaned back a little, and said with a cold face, "Don't say such useless things, stay away from me."
"?" Yan Xi took a step back in doubt, and looked at Song Beiming.
Song Beiming seemed to be enduring something, he adjusted his breath vigorously, Yan Xi could hear signs of mood swings from the frequency of his breathing.
Yan Xi was puzzled: What did I do to him?
Before Yan Xi could think deeper, Song Beiming suddenly said angrily: "What kind of incense do you use on your body? You are a scholar, what are you doing like those rotten deeds that use incense to seduce people?"
"..." Yan Xi said in a daze, "I don't use incense."
"You're pretty good at pretending. You look pure and innocent, but you're actually full of bad luck." Song Beiming sneered, "You want to seduce me? Now that you know you're afraid of the Jiang family, you want me to be your backer? Hmph, you're thinking too much.β
Yan Xi: "I..."
Song Beiming stared at his face, showing disgust: "This king really doesn't like your face, so don't show up in front of me in the future."