Yan Xi is on duty for the day, and the carriage from Beiyuan Palace is waiting outside the Ministry of Works again.

There has been a subtle change in the reaction of colleagues.

At the meeting next morning, everyone saw that he was still pointing in private;

When he returned to the Ministry of Works in the carriage of Beiyuan Palace, the eyes of his colleagues were straightened;

At this time, Fang Xun, a fourth-rank general, came to pick him up again in front of the coachman. The majestic "Song" character embroidered on the green cloth carriage forced the smiling faces of the passing officials.

Colleagues from the Ministry of Works who were visiting together took the initiative to say goodbye to Yan Xi.

Yan Xi didn't know what to say.

Since he became an official, he has paid great attention to human relationships, but with little success.It can't be compared with a word "Song", so you don't need to do anything, and everyone will take the initiative to compliment you.

Yan Xi mocked lightly in his heart: The so-called sophistication of human feelings is a waste of effort.In the social arena, in the final analysis, it is the blending of power and influence.Driving the advantages and avoiding the disadvantages, praising the high and stepping down the low, the bad roots of human nature have not changed for thousands of years.

Yan Xi hurriedly walked towards the carriage, and the people behind him stretched their heads to see that Fang Xun came over to meet Yan Xi on his own initiative.

When Yan Xi went down the steps, Fang Xun took the cloth bag containing the books that he was carrying casually.

Jealousy, envy, miss... Everyone dispersed with their own concerns.

At the gate of the Ministry of Works, in the shadow behind the big stone lion, stood a little eunuch.

This eunuch Yan Xi has a very handsome face, but he is only fourteen or fifteen years old, but he is wearing the clothes of an eunuch in charge.

The one who is young enough to be an eunuch in charge can only...be the palace servant next to the First Prince Yan Zhao.

Yan Xi naturally saw it, but it was none of his business, so Yan Xi walked straight over.

Unexpectedly, the little eunuch called him in a low voice: "Master Xuan, Master Xuan."

Yan Xi was a little surprised, turned around and looked back.

The little eunuch looked around, waving at him as if afraid of being seen.

With the identity of Xuan Yin, Yan Xi has no contact with the eldest prince Yan Zhao.However, it's not difficult to guess, at this time, the person who ordered Yanzhao came out to find someone to do.

Yan Xi knew that with Xuan Yin's ability, he was not even qualified to hand over the steps when it came to Yan Zhao's matter.So didn't think too much about it, just thought it was a matter of little effort for the other party to ask for directions or find someone.

Yan Xi walked a few steps forward, and when he reached the distance where he could hear clearly, he talked to the little eunuch through the stone lion.

The little eunuch introduced himself and said: "The young one is called Jin'an, and he is the eunuch in charge of King Hexi. By the order of the prince, I am here to deliver a letter to Lord Xuan."

Yan Xi was surprised, the king of Hexi specially sent someone to deliver a letter to Xuan Yin, it was a bit weird.

The request in the letter must be troublesome, Yan Xi didn't want to accept it, so he stood still and said: "I am not an official of the prince, and I have no previous acquaintance with the king of Hexi, father-in-law, did you send this letter to the wrong person?"

Jin'an probably didn't expect that he couldn't even deliver the letter.

He was sweating profusely, and said anxiously and embarrassingly: "My lord, please read the letter! My prince is in danger, so I beg you to lend a helping hand. As long as my lord can get through this difficult time, I will thank you very much.".”

As Jin An said, he was about to kneel down.

Yan Xi hurriedly approached and pulled him back.

How could Xuan Yin, a lowly official with no qualifications, dare to be bowed down by a eunuch in charge.This has to be seen by others, needless to say gossip, insinuation, speculation or even being involved is very possible.

Jin'an was so anxious that tears came out, and while he was close to him, he stuffed the letter on Yan Xi's body, crying and said: "If you can't deliver the letter today, you will have no face to go back to see the prince, so you can only stay hereApologize with death!"

Yan Xi swayed back.

Jin An felt that Yan Xi was harder to catch than a fish in water, and the letter couldn't be delivered, so he cried so much that his nose ran out of tears, he hit his head against a stone lion.

Impatiently, Yan Xi was about to make a move when Fang Xun appeared behind Jin An, and with a slight mention, he straightened Jin An.

Yan Xi had a sullen expression on her face: "I don't like being coerced by others. You can send me a letter, but I won't agree to it even after I read it."

Jin An was frightened and sent the letter blankly.

Opening the letter, there was a page full of words, which can be summed up in two sentences: The King of Hexi is besieged on all sides, begging Xuan Yin to come forward and ask Song Beiming to help.

Yan Xi was a little dumbfounded, and said helplessly to Jin An: "Please refer to King Hexi, the friendship between my minister and the little prince of Beiyuan is unspeakable, and it is really powerless to help, and it is useless to find me."

Hearing this, Jin Bao burst into tears, and begged bitterly: "We have searched for the little prince many times, but we couldn't even enter the door of the palace. Seeing the little prince is harder than going to heaven. Only you can see him recently., I beg you to send a message to the little prince, just one sentence!"

Two princes were involved in this matter, and Xuan Yin was a new junior official, but if he got close to him, he would be dead without a whole body.

Yan Xi returned a salute under the setting sun, and the afterglow like sprinkled gold shone through a layer of light on him, his voice was soft: "Forgive me for not knowing the inside story and being powerless, please ask the King of Hexi to find another wise man."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

A moment before Jin'an, he was stupefied, thinking that Xuan Yin might not be the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva.The next moment he was rejected like falling into an ice cave.

He rushed forward quickly, thinking that he could grab Yan Xi's robe and threaten him with death in front of the public.

But he didn't expect that Yan Xi's robe corner was close in front of his eyes, but it was like a cloud in the sky, and his hands were empty.

If he missed a catch, Jin'an had no chance, and was separated by Fang Xun's iron-like figure.

Jin'an watched Yan Xi get into the carriage of Beiyuan Palace.

The carriage embroidered with the word "Song" drove away aggressively.

Next to the red painted gate of the Ministry of Works, two people stepped out.

The person following asked: "Pei Shangshu, look... what I said is true?"

Pei Qingshi stood in the slanting sunset with a sullen face, and said after a while: "A person who is right and wrong, right and wrong, talking about right and wrong, right and wrong." [Note]

The faces of the officials following behind were flushed.

Pei Qingshi didn't care about him anymore and left with his sleeves.

Yan Xi sat on the car and rubbed the space between her eyebrows.

Too many things happened today, and just now have asked someone to submit a letter to the palace, knowing that will go to Wen Lan to see Emperor Tianxi.

It had been a long time since he had spoken face-to-face with Emperor Tianxi and his son, and Yan Xi rejected the private meeting with Emperor Tianxi.

But tomorrow a trip, must see.

Yan Xi was very bored.

When he was upset, his dryness surged up.

The smell of the blue handkerchiefs in his arms had faded a bit, but there seemed to be no smell of Song Beiming on the carriage. He adjusted his breath a few times, and the dryness was relieved a lot.

Fang Xun drove, and reported through the door: "The little prince told me that someone will come to look for Mr. Xuan today. He didn't think about it, and they came just after leaving the Ministry of Works. The little prince said that he would invite Mr. Xuan to visit the Beiyuan Palace tonight."

At this moment, Yan Xi turned to think about Yan Zhao's situation, and when he heard this, his expression was not gloomy, and he said in a deep voice, "Go back to Xuanzhai."

Fang Xun was still driving in the direction of Beiyuan Palace.

Yan Xi said coldly: "I said, go back to Xuan Zhai."

Fang Xun outside was stunned for a moment, reined in his horse, turned around, and then apologized to Yan Xi in a low voice: "Master Xuan, I offended Fang, I'm sorry."

Yan Xi sneered: "General Fang is just as good as he is, you are a dignified fourth-rank general, how can you say anything to offend the subordinates?"

After a few days of contact, Fang Xun somehow knew that Yan Xi would not be soft and hard, and that he could hardly distinguish between emotions and anger.

He couldn't figure out Yan Xi's preferences, but he also found that as long as Yan Xi wanted him to understand, he could know whether the number one scholar was happy or unhappy.

If it makes Yan Xi happy, it's okay, but if it makes Yan Xi unhappy, don't know how long the bitter fruit will last.

Hearing Yan Xi's tone, he knew that Yan Xi was obviously unhappy, and he immediately lost the battle: "Master Xuan, please forgive Fang."

Yan Xi snorted coldly and didn't answer any more, it was considered that the matter was over.

Xuanzhai.

When Yan Xi got out of the carriage, he found that Xuan Zhai was surrounded by people.

Song Beiming deployed heavy troops here.

Even though Yan Xi knew that if she boarded the Song family's boat, she would definitely cause disputes.

Yan Xi is not afraid, he doesn't need to make small troubles, Wei Chifeng has returned to Jingdu recently, because Song Beiming's people are guarding close, Wei Chifeng has been following them from afar these days.

These two layers of people followed him, in fact, even flies couldn't fly close to him.

Unexpectedly, Song Beiming paid so much attention to it. Since he failed to invite him to Beiyuan Palace to protect him, he simply set up heavy defenses in Xuanzhai.

Then, judging from Song Beiming's reaction, it can almost be concluded that outsiders have misunderstood Song Beiming's strength.

Song Beiming must be holding more things in his hands, so that he mobilizes his troops to make such a high standard of security for a "lover" who has no name.

Yan Xi went all the way through the small courtyard, smelling the fragrance of rice dumplings.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, he stopped.

Unexpectedly, Song Beiming came directly.

Yan Xi chuckled lightly, and said to the person sitting at the table: "Young Lord, Yaxing, isn't there a banquet at Beiyuan Palace tonight? Why did you come to Xiaguan's humble house?"

There was a table of wine and food in front of Song Beiming, and he was pouring hot tea for himself leisurely: "Dragon Boat Festival, I wanted to invite a distinguished guest to the house to have a talk. Unfortunately, I don't have enough face to invite others, so I had to come to Master XuanIt will be over."

"Who doesn't know what's good." This is Yan Xi's home. He sat at the table comfortably, took the teapot from Song Beiming, and said with a smile, "The little prince has a precious status, so why let it go?"

Song Beiming held the teapot and did not let go: "Yes, no matter how valuable your status is, there are people you cannot invite; no matter how rich you are, there are things you cannot buy. Wei Yu, don't you think so?"

"Meng Ze's words really touch my heart." Yan Xi gently tugged the teapot towards her, "Will you not give me the tea?"

"Xiao Yu likes to drink my tea?" Song Beiming chuckled, "I'll pour it for you."

Yan Xi turned back and handed over the teacup instead: "I like it."

"What do you like besides tea?" Song Beiming didn't take the teacup, but held Yan Xi's fingers in the air, poured water from the pot, and only looked at Yan Xi, "Are you happy today?"

Yan Xi leaned over from the air, he listened to the tea flowing, and when the water was full, he pulled his hand back and said, "I'm so happy, I was sent off by the little prince early in the morning, I borrowed General Tayun and used the little prince's umbrella, and even took the car of the little prince, the little prince really has a mountain of kindness to his subordinates."

"Is there something missing?" Song Beiming and Yan Xi's fingers split apart as soon as they touched each other, leaving a delicate touch on the fingertips. Song Beiming followed his eyes from the teacup to the tip of Yan Xi's nose smelling the fragrance of tea. He said lightly., "Why don't you say Pazi, don't you like it? Light rain?"

Yan Xi's heart skipped a beat, he must not be defeated in this kind of confrontation, he smiled affectionately in his eyes and said: "I like it. It's just such a cheap thing, I think the little prince probably doesn't care about it, so I won't worry about it."Talking too much annoys you."

"Why did you step down again? It's more of an outsider. The friendship between you and me doesn't talk about grades. Why don't you answer my questions?" Song Beiming looked at him closely and said, "It doesn't matter if it's worth it or not, okay?What matters is that it’s easy to use. Does it smell good? I hid that veil next to my body and put it in my inner jacket before I gave it to you. Does it smell good to you?”

When Yan Xi smelled the tea just now, he made sure that there was no medicine for promoting blood circulation and cultivating vitality in the tea, so he took a sip lightly, and the taste was actually very refreshing.

Song Beiming's arrangements for these details made him feel very comfortable.

So Yan Xi's tone softened a bit: "Since Meng Ze wants to discuss friendship with my peers, then why do you have to keep pushing me if I don't answer your questions?"

"How can I, Song Mengze, be willing to force you. Today you said that you want to go home, I will follow you and rush to wait for you. Isn't this not enough sincerity to talk about friendship with peers?" Song Beiming tasted Yan Xi's coquettish tone and listenedA little hot, "If you beg for mercy earlier, I will probably give you everything. I still have a lot of handkerchiefs here, do you want them?"

Yan Xi let out a muffled laugh, and added a bit of seductive complacency to his voice: "Will Meng Ze give me anything I want?"

Song Beiming didn't answer Yan Xi's digression, he pointed to his clothes and said, "Wei Yu, come and get it, I'll give it to you."

Yan Xi made a cold face on purpose: "Song Mengze, what do you think of me? A girl from those flower houses of yours?"

Song Beiming knowingly asked, "Are you a girl?"

"I..." Yan Xi couldn't compare himself with the girl, Song Beiming asked too cunningly.

Yan Xi stared at Song Beiming.

Song Beiming felt very comfortable being stared at, and said indifferently, "Wei Yu, what did you think of, let me hear it?"

Yan Xi laughed angrily: "You tease me like this, you are very proud, aren't you?"

Song Beiming yelled, "I'm not teasing you, I'm clearly trying to curry favor with you. Wei Yu, you are full of knowledge and intelligence, and you can see everything else clearly. Can't you notice my little thoughts?"

Yan Xi said innocently: "I am young and ignorant. Unlike you, I am a seasoned veteran. But even I am young and ignorant, and I know that these tricks of yours are old-fashioned. My little prince, bribe me!People's hearts, it's too superficial to use only these methods. Or do you think I'm only worthy of these?"

Song Beiming sighed, picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp: "It would have been a secret promise to someone else, but you are too difficult to coax, Wei Yu."

Yan Xi laughed and said, "Compare me to those girls of yours again, right? Just now you said that you can't compare like this."

Song Beiming filled his cup with tea, and handed it over to Yan Xi: "You are so sharp-tongued, shall I admit defeat? I am very sincere with you. If you want to ask anything, just ask and see, I willI'll tell you everything I can answer."

The dining table in Xuanzhai was very small, and Song Beiming had long arms, and he passed the teacup to Yan Xi's eyes across the table.

Yan Xi was stunned when he smelled the tea fragrance, he didn't expect Song Beiming to admit defeat just like that.

He had a lot of questions to ask, and he was a little confused at the moment, so he stared blankly at Song Beiming.

It was rare for Song Beiming to see Yan Xi's obedient look. He didn't realize that his mood had become happier, and his tone was almost coaxing: "Do you want to have a sip of my tea?"

Yan Xi stared at the teacup - it was used by Song Beiming.

There are still traces of water that Song Beiming drank on it.

Yan Xi smelled a more intense "dry" fragrance than usual.

His round Adam's apple rolled slowly.

want to drink.

The author has something to say:

"Note" right and wrong people, right and wrong things, right and wrong, right and wrong people.—— "Zengguang Xianwen".

Explanation: A person who likes to talk about other people's right and wrong is a person who tells and creates right and wrong, and a person who has nothing to do to tell you about others' right and wrong is a right and wrong person.(from Baidu)