After chatting for a few innocuous words along the way, Xia Jingyun suddenly asked softly: "Sir, I have a question for you."
Feng Xiuyun stopped in surprise, and a trace of doubt flashed across her beautiful and arrogant face, "What's the matter?"
"Do you know Mr. Zheng?"
After saying that, he stared at Feng Xiuyun's face closely. Feng Xiuyun looked puzzled. Then he seemed to think of something and shook his head regretfully, "I really don't know you. If you expect me to intercede for you, I'm afraid there's no chance."
She immediately laughed at herself and said, "As you just saw, my status as a female official in the palace is of little use to those scholars."
Not her? Xia Jingyun was surprised.
Feng Xiuyun's expression didn't seem to be fake. So Zheng Tianyu didn't target him because he wanted to take Wen Kuai out?
Is this really just a coincidence?
Is that arrogant Mr. Zheng really just so unlucky that he just wanted to pick someone to show off, and then he chose him?
Does reverse opening bring luck?
Xia Jingyun suppressed the few doubts in his heart and smiled, "Well, I'm just asking. I think Mr. Zheng is too magnanimous to be as knowledgeable as a small person like me."
Feng Xiuyun glanced at him and said, "No matter how magnanimous a big man is, it would be difficult for him to refuse to crush an insect with a sore leg."
Xia Jingyun inexplicably thought of a guy who became a god in just one year, and couldn't help but smile.
But she didn't expect that such a smile would fall in Feng Xiuyun's eyes, and she couldn't help but secretly wonder that she could still smile. The young man in front of her was really becoming more and more difficult for her to see through.
Thinking about the banknote in her heart, she took the initiative to remind her: "Don't be careless. People like that usually care more about face. It's hard to pretend that nothing happened after today's incident."
"Thank you for your advice, sir." Xia Jingyun smiled, "Sir, why do you think Mr. Yun and Su Daru called me over?"
Feng Xiuyun smiled slightly and reacted, "That's true. If you can seek protection from the old master, not to mention Zheng Tianyu, not even his father Jianning Prefect will dare to touch you."
She turned to look at Xia Jingyun and said thoughtfully: "The old man loves calligraphy very much. If you have the ability in this area, you must seize it."
She recalled the scene that day. It was obvious that the old man was somewhat interested in Xia Jingyun's handwriting, otherwise he would not have accepted it to her surprise.
But it was hard for her to guess how big this interest was.
Just like today's literary meeting, when the old lady came forward at the end, outsiders would think it was to stand up for Xia Jingyun, but in fact, in her eyes, it was just because of Su Daru's relationship and the other party's misbehaving in the name of the Concubine De, which made the old lady unhappy. That's all, it doesn't have much to do with Xia Jingyun himself.
Therefore, it was hard for her to say why they met after a while.
I guess it's just a matter of meeting and forming a good relationship.
But no matter what, for her, this is another opportunity to have a good relationship with the old man.
With that in mind, the two of them came to Yun Mansion.
Looking at the imperial plaque on the lintel and the guards standing with swords, Xia Jingyun finally had the most intuitive feeling for the old man's power.
Under the leadership of the housekeeper, the two came to the main hall.
In the main hall, Mr. Yun and Su Shidao were sitting down respectively as host and guest. When they saw Xia Jingyun appear, they stood up with a smile.
Xia Jingyun, who was no stranger to welcomes and farewells, stepped forward with a few strides and saluted respectfully. He was not at all as showy and proud as a man who had just won Wenkui.
"Junior Xia Jingyun has met Mr. Yun and Su Daru. Thank you two seniors for speaking out for me. I am grateful!"
Mr. Yun stretched out his hand to help him up, his smile was unexpectedly friendly, "It's a small matter, no need to be polite."
Su Shidao also smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I am also a professor of state studies. I should apologize to you for the ugly behavior of the great scholars of state studies today."
Xia Jingyun naturally refused hurriedly, saying that he did not dare.
Feng Xiuyun: (⊙?⊙)
"Okay, okay, don't be polite." Mr. Yun brought the topic back with a smile, "Xia Gaoyang, I have a request."
"Please tell me, old lady."
"I really like your poem today, and I have always loved calligraphy. Would you like to write it down for me as a collection?"
Xia Jingyun did not hesitate and nodded in agreement, "It is an honor for this junior!"
As soon as Mr. Yun gave an order, servants from the palace came over carrying cases and placed expensive pens, inks, papers and inkstones.
Su Shidao stood aside, feeling a little worried for Xia Jingyun.
It is one thing for many people to write by themselves, but it is another thing to write in front of others, especially in front of a big shot like Mr. Yun. If the mood is slightly unstable, I am afraid that the effect of writing will be much worse.
Xia Jingyun stood still in front of the table, took a deep breath, closed his eyes in concentration, and his whole aura quietly changed.
He is no longer a handsome and thin young man, but like a master who has experienced decades of ups and downs. He has a calm demeanor when he touches his pen.
The pen moves like a dragon and a snake, and four lines of ink words appear on the snow-like paper.
It seemed as if he had returned to the scene more than half an hour ago, where he was chanting loudly with his hands behind his hands, his passion astonishing.
[Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time. I say that autumn is better than spring.
A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky, bringing poetry to the blue sky. 】
Old Mrs. Yun couldn't help but be fascinated by the words on the paper and Xia Jingyun's skillful writing skills.
Xia Jingyun slowly put down his pen, "My ability is limited, my technique is crude, and I can't reach the level of elegance. The two seniors laughed at me."
"You kid, you are good at everything, but you have such a bad temper! You are so young, you are so slippery, you don't have the vigor of a young man!"
Mr. Yun glared and pretended to be angry.
Feng Xiuyun stood aside. Her tall figure made her dress look dignified and beautiful. With her lowered eyebrows, her heart was already filled with turmoil.
With this tone, you really don’t treat Xia Jingyun as an outsider!
It seems that Xia Jingyun is really blessed. Can he be a close friend of the old man in calligraphy?
Mr. Yun looked at the calligraphy with satisfaction, which confirmed to his face that Xia Jingyun's true level was indeed high in his own class.
His eyes fell on Xia Jingyun's delicate and handsome face, "A few days ago, your painting [May we live forever, we share the beauty of the moon even though we are thousands of miles apart]" surprised me, so I looked for someone to check on you. Are you okay? Will you mind?"
Xia Jingyun's heart moved, and several speculations came to his mind. He smiled and said, "The old man is too polite. If it were me, I would probably have to find out more."
"That's good." Mr. Yun nodded and said: "Everyone knows that I have loved calligraphy very much in my life. I see that you are already quite accomplished in handwriting. If you polish it more, you might become a great master."
In the half-smiling gaze of his friend, Mr. Yun tried his best to control his shame and blush, and said slowly: "I want to accept you as my disciple, are you willing?"
Xia Jingyun was stunned on the spot for a moment.
Among all the speculations about its origin, the most unlikely one turned out to be a reality!
Feng Xiuyun couldn't help but exclaimed, and immediately covered her mouth with a look of shock.
The old man's apprentice?
Lord of Heaven and Earth, Lord of Heaven and Earth, Lord and Master, rounding up, wouldn’t he be the younger brother of Empress Dowager De?
I was a laborer a few days ago, but now I want to reach the sky in one step?
Seeing that Xia Jingyun was dazed, she plucked up the courage to cough lightly.
Xia Jingyun also came to his senses in an instant. Instead of kneeling down and shouting excitedly as Feng Xiuyun expected, he pretended to be innocent and scratched his head, and asked cautiously: "Is it expensive to practice?"
Mr. Yun and Su Shidao were both stunned, and then burst into laughter.
Su Shidao couldn't help but joked: "How much money can you give? Do you think the father of the first-grade imperial concubine in front of you will care about your little money?"
Xia Jingyun smiled awkwardly, and Mr. Yun also smiled and said: "I accept you as a disciple because I value your talent. As long as your family background is clean and your character is good enough, there is nothing else that I should taboo."
Xia Jingyun immediately pushed the golden mountain down and turned the jade pillar over, then bowed after taking his head, "Master is here, please accept my disciple's bow!"
In fact, Mr. Yun, who had actually taken advantage of him, was overjoyed. He stretched out his hand to lift him up with a smile, "From now on, you and I are master and disciple. Brother Zicheng, Chief Feng, you are the witnesses, haha!"
Feng Xiuyun's heart was surging. With such a relationship, it was finally safe for him to return to the palace and live with his empress.
But immediately looking at the scene in front of me, I felt a strong sense of envy in my heart. What the hell was this for me? This was the moment when someone really flew up a branch and became a phoenix.
The emotion in her heart was still strong, and Su Shidao's words made her have even more mixed feelings.
I saw this famous scholar from Sishui Prefecture stepping forward with a smile and looking at Xia Jingyun, "Brother Kang Le will accept you as my disciple and teach you calligraphy. Are you willing to study classics with me?"
Xia Jingyun glanced at Mr. Yun, who laughed and said, "If you are willing, you should become a disciple as soon as possible, otherwise someone might be so angry that they will stop talking to me."
Of course, Xia Jingyun was so shameless that he would not let go of such an opportunity, so he bowed his head again.
Su Shidao took out a jade pendant from his arms with a smile, "A gentleman's jade pendant, this jade is my gift to you. From now on, you can use it to come to Sishui Prefecture to find me at any time. The imperial examination is the right way, and your talent will It’s hard for ordinary people to reach it. It’s over now. In the state school, you and I will continue our relationship as teachers and students.”
Xia Jingyun did not refuse, reached out to take it, and changed his words wisely, "Thank you, sir."
Mr. Yun was in a good mood and said loudly: "Here, let's have a banquet!"
