In the middle hall of Xu Mansion, Xu Que sat in front of his father. He told Xu Maocai everything that happened tonight, including the saint's abolition of the Wenji of Qu Xian and others.
As for how he used psychology and how he induced the manifestation of the Holy Word... he didn't say.
It wasn't that Xu Que didn't believe his father, but that the capital they were in couldn't talk about such things at all. After all, he hadn't reached the Wengu realm yet, so he couldn't shield himself from the surveillance of Qin Tianjian!
After listening to Xu Que's story, Xu Maocai's eyes widened. He was not a person who was afraid of trouble, otherwise the Duke's Mansion would not be in such decline. But he never expected... that this young son could counter-kill those scribes with the help of a poem that has been famous for thousands of years, and also destroyed the literati. This is a bit scary!
"Father, do you think your son has done this?" Xu Que looked at his father and asked.
Xu Maocai nodded, shook his head, and said with a big smile: "Well done, well done, you deserve it as a descendant of the Xu family!"
Xu Que was still a little uncomfortable hearing his father's way of praising him. He thought his father would say a few words to him... Unexpectedly, this old Xu was also a tough man.
"It's just that..." Xu Maocai stroked his beard and said: "It still needs a little fire, otherwise your plan may fail."
Xu Que was very confused. He didn't ask his father, but just waited for his father to tell the next story.
"Since I have chosen to leave the land of right and wrong, I will not seek an official career as a father. I will talk to those people tomorrow. If the Prime Minister's Office does not directly retaliate against us, we will do as you say." Xu Maocai said.
"Yes." Xu Bu nodded and said, "Father, that Liu Rushi is not simple. If she comes tomorrow, my eldest brother will be happy, but... I'm afraid of her..."
Xu Que didn't finish his words, he just made an elbow movement.
"I didn't tell Fan'er about your matter. When you go out later, you go to his place and have a look. If it's as you guessed, I will kill him..." Xu Maocai's eyes shot out a murderous intent, which was obvious. It was trained through bloody battles.
"Okay, I'll take my leave, kid." Xu Que stood up, saluted, and then slowly left the central hall.
Looking at Xu Que's leaving figure, Xu Maocai sighed inwardly. The person he felt most sorry for was Xu Que. Unexpectedly, Xu Que was also the one who grew the fastest, which made him doubt himself...
Xu Fan’s residence in the West Courtyard
At this moment, Xu Fan closed his eyes tightly and lay quietly.
He didn't fall asleep, and there was always a shadow lingering in his heart.
On the night of Shangyuan in the capital city, beside the ancient road west tower, the lanterns were lit at the beginning. Behind the light smoke, her face was as beautiful as a celestial being. Her eyes were full of love, and her dancing posture was as graceful as the bright moon in the sky...
"Sir, can you write a poem for me?"
"Um……"
His pen moved like flying, and he quickly wrote the inspired poem: "A beautiful woman is stitched under the knot, a talented man is behind the breeze, the ancient road is stained with red dust, and he dances lightly in front of the building."
After the poem was finished, the two looked at each other. He saw helplessness in her eyes, and she saw talent in his eyes...
"The brothel is not your destination after all. Where is this body thinking about?"
He told her: "I am a scholar in high school. After my father is done with his current work, I will definitely say that when the peach blossoms bloom and the green willows sprout, the side door of the mansion will be opened for you."
She smiled, very happily: "Then I will leave the Leji Banquet in April..."
At that moment, he smiled, and so did she. The two hugged each other and looked at the night scene with the lights on from a distance!
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was at the end of February. Because his father left without permission and mobilized the army to rescue his uncle, his father was dismissed from the army and his title was demoted...and in March, the Duke's Mansion became the Xu Mansion, and the family fell into decline.
The beauty of the past... Today is the banquet that leaves the family. What about after the banquet? Whose family will the flowers fall on...
Things in the past are always beautiful, but he can't see things in the future and has no way to start looking for them... Is he confused?
Impermanence and trivial matters make me even more melancholy. Today's Xu Mansion has broken mud and tiles and overgrown weeds...
There was a knock on the door, and Xu Que looked into the room.
Listening to his elder brother's even breathing, Xu Que came to the table and lit the candle wax.
Looking at his elder brother's pale face, Xu Que still couldn't bear it. After all, this was his brother in this body.
"Get up and have something to eat. I brought back a lot of food from Piaoxiang Tower." Xu Que whispered, looking at Xu Fan.
Xu Fan didn't open his eyes, so he lay quietly. He didn't want to eat anything, he just wanted to quietly remember...
"Although the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water are beautiful, they are just a speck of dust in the glitz. I originally wanted to talk to you. Since you don't want to talk, let's talk tomorrow."
Xu Que left. He didn't tell his elder brother what happened to Liu Rushi, and only left Xu Fan with these words.
Back in the main hall of the west courtyard, Xu's mother was so happy that she couldn't help crying.
"Mom, please stop crying. You and Hong'er can eat some of the things that Xin'er and I brought back." Xu Que tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Xu's mother.
"Good boy, I am happy for you." Mother Xu wiped away her tears and said with a smile.
Xu Que naturally understood his mother's thoughts. After all, every parent in the world hopes that their child will succeed!
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Capital Prime Minister's Mansion
With a bang, a tea bowl broke heavily.
Prime Minister Qu Zhongyi looked at the person in front of him fiercely: "You trash, what use do I have for you!"
Ou Daojiang knelt down and handed over his hands: "Prime Minister, we wanted to avenge the young master, but that kid had too many tricks, so he invited the saint out without saying a word... As a result, all the eight heroes Wenji were destroyed..."
Qu Zhongyi calmed down his momentum, waved his hands to the kneeling people and sent them away.
After everyone left, the old housekeeper stepped forward cautiously and said: "The virtuous young master Wenji is broken. Even if it is repaired, it will be useless...unless we can invite those people."
"This year's palace examination is in October. We will consider this matter after Huan'er and Feng'er win the Jinshi." Qu Zhongyi started the tea ceremony again: "What happened to the person you asked to find?"
"Replying to the master, everyone has been found, but we can't take action in the capital. After all, Xu Maocai is in the realm of transformation. Once a fight breaks out, I'm afraid..."
"Who told you that I would do something in the capital?" Qu Zhongyi looked at the old housekeeper coldly.
This sight made the old housekeeper startled, and he quickly knelt on the ground: "It's the villain's fault. The villain shouldn't think differently than the master."
"Get up." Qu Zhongyi withdrew his gaze: "I heard that Xu Maocai is taking his family and children out of the capital and asking those people to wait outside the capital."
"Yes, sir, I will tell them now." The old housekeeper saluted respectfully.
"Wait a minute." Qu Zhongyi took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeve: "Tell them, if they do things cleanly, whoever kills Xu Que will be rewarded extra!"
The old butler bowed and took the banknote, then walked out of the main hall.
Just when Qu Zhongyi was about to withdraw from the shielding barrier, a young man wearing a blue boy's shirt walked in. And he is Qu Zhongyi’s second son, Qu Feng!
"Father, the third brother has woken up. He asked me to bring you a message." Qu Feng said respectfully.
"Don't worry, my father has made arrangements, and there will be good news in a few days."
Hearing that his father had made arrangements, Qu Feng frowned, but still said: "Father, you don't know something. It's not easy for Xu Que. I'm afraid that the people you sent may not be able to do it."
"Say!" Qu Zhongyi looked at Qu Feng.
"He was given Wenji by a saint, but Ou Daojiang and others ignored one important thing, that is, Xu Que not only got Wenji, but also a Dao Pillar!"
"What did you say?" Qu Zhongyi suddenly stood up, his momentum spreading instantly.
"Back to father, when the saint gave Xu Que Wenji, he also gave him the Dao Pillar. In other words, if you want to kill him, I'm afraid you will have to ask two more accomplished scholars to take action!" Qu Feng replied respectfully.
Qu Zhongyi took a deep breath and his eyes became more fierce.
You know, even if an ordinary martial artist reaches the artistic conception, he cannot directly kill a scholar with a Dao Pillar.
This kind of person has not been seen for thousands of years, and there are very few people who know this kind of secret. Even the royal library has no such record.
"Go down and take good care of Xian'er, as a father knows what to do." After Qu Zhongyi finished speaking, he waved his hand and the barrier disappeared instantly.
Qu Feng cupped his hands and bowed slightly, respectfully seeing his father off...
