Before Si Jue could realize what this sentence meant, Fu Yanci had already walked away.
sweat.
Why is His Highness's temper becoming increasingly difficult to guess?
Moreover, Si Jue thought that Fu Yanci was going back to Zhizi Mansion, but who knew that his direction was actually towards the palace where Nie Wenxun stayed in Xichu.
When Nie Wenxun welcomed him in, he was extremely surprised.
"You have never set foot in my palace," Nie Wenxun smiled wiltingly: "What kind of wind is blowing today?"
Fu Yanci ignored him and walked around him and entered: "It sounds like you can't even serve a good cup of tea to entertain guests."
"Then why, it's just that some people are difficult to invite. I thought that without beauty as bait, some people are unwilling to go out."
Fu Yanci sat down and swept aside several political scrolls on Nie Wenxun's table.
"You came just in time." Nie Wenxun put the scroll back to him and knocked: "There is something strange at the border. Can you tell me what to do?"
The conscience of heaven and earth, although Prince Wenxun is a little more spiritual than Xiao Heng in political affairs, he is also a little more diligent.
But these are not enough in front of Fu Yanci, especially when it comes to military affairs.
But unfortunately, most of Zhou's current government affairs are in his hands.
Most of the reason why he stayed in Xichu for so long was because Fu Yanci was also here.
Fu Yanci, as a person, only needs to take a brief look and point out the country, and that will be a bright road.
Because of this, Nie Wenxun spared no effort to see him.
"Don't look at it." Fu Yanci simply pushed the paper away. He wanted to show off his score, but no one's score was as good as his.
"My Third Highness!" Nie Wenxun screamed: "My brother, my savior, you must see it!"
He invited the steward to serve tea, and the tea he brewed was Yuqian, which was expensive and unmarketable in Lingnan of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The fragrance of tea lingers, and as the sun shines on the doorway, it becomes a golden color. It feels like a half-day leisurely moment.
Fu Yanci put the handkerchief aside, looked at it reluctantly for the sake of tea, and gave some instructions in a deep voice.
"Did you listen?"
When Nie Wenxun was distracted and his eyes fell on the handkerchief for the third time, Fu Yanci threw away the scroll with a sharp look in his eyes.
Anyway, there were already seventy-seven or eighty-eight things to remember. Nie Wenxun raised his finger and said: "This is not your thing. The two men are crossing their necks and are sore. Which woman belongs to it?"
"Picked it up."
Picked it up?
For such an old handkerchief, even if the embroidery is somewhat clever, it would still be hard for Fu Yanci to pick it up himself, right?
So Nie Wenxun said meaningfully: "Oh~"
"Picked it up," he nodded, but did not hold back his words: "Picked it up after Princess Jingyu?"
He has long felt that these two people are not simple!
Cheng Jingyu was inexplicably abducted by bandits. When he and Cheng Xi arrived, she disappeared again.
Then I heard the news about Cheng Jingyu that she was sent back from Xilong Street.
Before that, Nie Wenxun had been looking for Fu Yanci for a long time!
There was none in the Proton Mansion, nor in the Jinyinxuan he had guessed.
Fu Yanci is even more outrageous than a cunning rabbit with three burrows. You don't know how many burrows he has.
But Cheng Jingyu was abducted, intact, and returned to the house with only a vague identity. This must be unbelievable to others.
But from Nie Wenxun's point of view, there are absolutely traces to follow!
They must have been hanging out all night, and they were hiding it from everyone in Kyoto!
Nie Wenxun's test failed, and Fu Yanci just glanced at him lightly.
Then he folded the handkerchief, made it square, and put it into his sleeve pocket.
The sweetheart and treasure look extraordinary.
"..." As he moved, Nie Wenxun smelled a faint fragrance above him. He immediately became energetic: "How dare you deny it! This smell has the fragrance that Cheng Jingyu often uses!"
If you don't deny it, let's talk about it later.
But - Fu Yanci asked coolly: "Have you ever smelled the fragrance on her body?"
Unjustly accused, of course we cannot accept this!
"The smell on her body is very obvious, and I didn't mean to get closer and smell it on purpose! She smells like pear blossoms and oranges. Do you dare to say that you can't smell her when she's standing in front of you?!"
You can actually smell it.
The fragrance on Cheng Jingyu's body is indeed different from that of others. Others wish they could use the rich floral fragrance to attract all their attention.
But Cheng Jingyu was different. She never smelled strong.
And unlike the strong floral fragrance, she used pear blossom mixed with orange fragrance.
A little sweet, a little sour.
It fills the tip of the nose every time, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Fu Yanci looked better.
Nie Wenxun squeezed over to him and said to him: "Are you really attracted to Cheng Jingyu? Which brothel were you in that night -"
"Stay away from me." Fu Yanci pushed his head away: "Your Highness, I must remind you that anything without evidence is slander."
"Not only Princess Cheng, I can also turn against others."
Nie Wenxun thought he was good enough at pretending, but he didn't know that the person in front of him could pretend even better than him!
It made him mad, that is to say.
Unable to find out anything, he leaned back in his chair and said, "Xiao Heng has already fallen off his horse. When will you go out to play? What a waste of this beautiful spring day!"
The New Year has come to an end, and the farms outside Kyoto are all doing spring plowing.
It's a good time.
Without that annoying guy Xiao Heng, isn't it time to go out and have some fun?
"I heard you asked me to go horse racing?" Fu Yanci took a sip of tea and slowly put it back.
"That's right!" Nie Wenxun slapped the table: "I thought you didn't know! Then you won't reply?"
He always shouted loudly in front of Fu Yanci, without the dignity of the past.
Fu Yanci responded quietly and then asked: "Who is there?"
Nie Wenxun counted a few names, and they were all young masters from several famous families in Kyoto. Those who usually did not support political parties could not get along with Xiao Heng.
He is not stupid. If he finds those domineering people, he will easily cause trouble, not to mention that the horse race will be unsatisfactory.
After hearing this, Fu Yanci tapped his fingers on the table twice, and then said, "I don't know anyone, so I won't go."
It’s not that they don’t know each other, but it’s true that they haven’t interacted with each other on weekdays.
Nie Wenxun is easygoing, has a good temper, is humorous, and has no airs. The person he is looking for should have some skills.
"You can get to know each other after a trip? It's better than staying in the Proton Mansion all day long, right? People will get sick from boredom, I tell you!"
He admired Fu Yanci from the bottom of his heart, but also disagreed with his way of life.
It is said that having more friends is a good thing, but Fu Yanci doesn't seem to have this consciousness at all.
I have been in Xichu for more than a year and have encountered many difficulties. I have never thought about getting close to anyone.
But Fu Yanci actually snorted: "Do you think you came to Western Chu to make friends? One day in the future, horses will step on their border in Western Chu. What will you do if they beg you for mercy?"
Nie Wenxun never thought about this problem. He wanted to take control of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but his ambition was not that big.
Fu Yanci meant that he would take Xi Chu under his command in the future?
"What should Cheng Jingyu do?"
