Chapter 92 Tongwen Museum

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The swaying lake water forced the boat to sway gently, and the sparkling waves reflected on the faces of Li Jing and others under the reflection of the moonlight and the attic lights.

Li Jing closed her eyes and shook her hands slightly behind her back.

Why is he here?

"This brother must be the great talent who wrote 'Autumn Thoughts', right? After everyone read it in the pavilion, they were all eager to see what kind of man could write such a majestic poem as 'Long Smoke, Sunset, Lonely City Closed'" Poems about amazing sights.”

"When you see me like this, you really have an extraordinary bearing! A talented man matches a beautiful woman, it's hard not to accept it!"

Li Jing stood at the head of the boat and saw the white-haired young man worshiping him from afar, holding a fan and praising loudly.

"This place might be a bit interesting."

Li Jing tilted his head, looked at the empress and laughed softly.

Ji Ruxue was a little puzzled, but she saw the empress frowning slightly, her tall figure just standing next to Li Jing, looking at the crowd of people opposite.

"Arrived!"

At this moment, Chi Meng cried out happily, suddenly jumped onto the wooden pier of the lake island, and patted his chest, which was a little panicked just now.

Li Jing smiled and stepped ashore at the same time, standing in front of Chi Meng.

"It's just what I felt by chance. If I want to climb to the top of Tingchao Pavilion, are there any requirements?"

The white-haired young man shook his head and stretched his folding fan inward: "Brother, please..."

The empress also came ashore lightly at this time. She saw that most of the crowd were young men, and many of them must be wanderers from the Central Plains in Qi Country or who had recently arrived in Fengxiang.

Only this white-haired young man behaved politely, and the many tall figures around him seemed to be centered around him, protecting him in the middle.

"After we return, we will conduct a thorough investigation of Tingchao Pavilion. We must find out who the Shanxi merchant is and where he is now."

Behind her, Fanyin Tian also came ashore. The empress tilted her head and whispered an instruction.

"yes."

Ji Ruxue came ashore and stood next to Fanyin Tian. She looked around cautiously, but she only felt that the people around her were ordinary young talents and there was nothing unusual about them.

"let's go."

Li Jing held Chi Meng's hand and stepped forward. Many people around him looked at him with envy and reverence. As he moved forward, the crowd slowly dispersed.

"Brother, you are really awesome. That song 'Autumn Day' is very popular with me. If I have the chance, I will definitely pay him a visit."

"The song 'Painting Chrysanthemums' expresses the feelings of readers like us!"

"I would rather die holding the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind...tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk."

As the steps continued to move forward, the praises from the people around him became more and more loud. If Li Jing's expression was not too cold, someone would have come up to talk to him at this moment.

Li Jing felt a little ashamed. If she hadn't chosen a liberal arts major in her previous life, she wouldn't have dared to bet tonight.

But I never thought about the stupid guy named Liu, who didn't know what he was fighting for. I originally just wanted to pretend to be a playboy, but who would have thought of making such a big fuss...

A few people crossed the crowd and walked to the stairs of Tingchao Pavilion, where they heard the music of strings, strings, pipes and bamboos gradually becoming clearer. Although many people came down, listening to the movement, it was obvious that it was still quite lively up there.

"Brother, if you just want to take your beauty to the top, you can come this way."

The white-haired young man's voice came from behind again. Li Jing and the others turned their heads, only to see the crowd gradually disperse. This person is the only one who has been paying attention to them.

Li Jing smiled slightly, looked at the white-haired young man who was approaching, and suddenly spoke.

"I seem to have seen you in Jindi."

The empress next to her had her eyes narrowed and she frowned slightly.

The white-haired young man's originally smiling expression froze, and then he laughed again and said: "I'm really dissatisfied, brother. Xiaosheng is indeed from Jin. The Tingchao Pavilion here is a family property. I went out to practice here some time ago." , I just took a rest here and caught up with this autumn poetry meeting..."

Chi Meng walked with Li Jing all the way. He had long known that Xiao Guo Guo had the ability to tell fortunes. He always had the illusion that there were people he knew everywhere in the world. He also looked at the white-haired young man carefully.

He looked polite and polite, with a polite smile on his face. Faced with Li Jing's sudden inquiry, he just answered in a neither humble nor overbearing voice.

It feels like there is no problem.

"But when I saw you, it seemed that you were in the Tongwen Museum."

Li Jing's eyes were closed, the expression on his face was calm, and he spoke calmly.

Sure enough, the white-haired young man's expression suddenly changed, and several tall guards around him suddenly became nervous and subconsciously reached out to touch their waists.

"Stop pretending, I'll recognize you as soon as you appear, young master of Tongwen Hall."

"Zhang Zifan..."

Seeing the sudden nervousness on the other side, Li Jing simply didn't bother to hide it anymore, and raised her hand to interrupt Zhang Zifan's explanation.

"Qijin is not an enemy country, but Tongwen Hall has buried a hidden stake in Fengxiang for so long, and it gathers Fengxiang talents with such great fanfare at the Poetry Festival. What is your purpose? Tell me directly."

Just when the words Tongwenguan came out, Ji Ruxue and Fanyintian suddenly made plans to take action at any time, but seeing that the empress and Li Jing only had calm expressions on their faces, they just looked at the white-haired young man warily. Zhang Zifan.

Zhang Zifan was obviously at a loss. The smiling expression on his face suddenly changed and he looked at Li Jing.

"Who are you? How did you know my identity?"

He really didn't expect that when he was sent on a mission by his adoptive father for the first time, his identity would be revealed before he even started...

How annoying!

I thought that he was just a talented person who could greet him in person, but who would have thought that he would recognize his identity at a glance.

You know, even in Taiyuan, not many people outside Tongwen Hall knew him.

Li Jing was naturally quite surprised. She never expected that the first meeting between herself and Zhang Zifan would be like this...

"You just underestimated Huanyinfang's intelligence network... Let's be honest, why did you come to Fengxiang? Don't destroy the friendly relations between the two countries."

Chi Meng was a little surprised, feeling that Xiao Guoguo just said it casually and actually found out a big spy...

Zhang Zifan was a little embarrassed. After all, he was the one who wanted to come out to greet the talent. No one else could blame him.

Raising his hand to stop the guards of Tongwen Hall who were about to move, Zhang Zifan said in deep silence: "Last month in the battle of Shu, Qi State captured two cities in a row. I just came to Fengxiang to inquire about the information here. I also came here to look for the young talents here. , so that you can bring it back to my Tongwen Hall..."

At this moment, Zhang Zifan suddenly heard the news that he had found out in the Qiguo Army a few days ago.

Li Tang's orphan made a plan to decide Hanzhong...

If the guess is correct, this person...

Zhang Zifan's eyes glanced at Fanyintian. He knew that Huanyinfang sent someone to participate in the poetry meeting tonight, but he just heard that the person who came was very low-key, so he didn't pay much attention. It was best if the two parties had no contact. .

But who would have thought that this time he would hit his target for the next period of time.