The next day, Ying Xuan rushed to Shushan Pavilion early to have dinner.
In the eyes of Ying Zheng, he had a full meal.
Even the eunuch serving beside him sighed secretly.
The other princes had to take time to say more than two words to His Majesty.
Only Young Master Yingxuan can dine with His Majesty every day, and he can come whenever he wants. Even the eunuchs feel partial to him.
Ying Xuan only thought that the other princes were unwilling to come because they were afraid of being lectured by Ying Zheng!
He doesn't care, he is thick-skinned anyway, just say what he says and he won't lose a piece of flesh!
When Ying Xuan was full, he didn't forget to ask for an extra portion, and brought it back to Yude Hall for Huanyin and the others to taste it again.
But he didn't want to be called to listen by the First Emperor again, so he could only change his hands and let his servants send him away.
The weather is getting cooler, and today's court meeting is not much different from yesterday's content. The only thing that makes Ying Xuan remember is that there was a group of Huns who walked through the desert and detoured to Yunzhong County for some reason. They went deep into Yanmen County and immediately retreated after being discovered.
Ying Xuan calculated the time and found that it was still several years before the Xiongnu went south to cause trouble in history. Could it be possible that they are starting to step in now?
All the courtiers were confused, and Ying Zheng just sent an order to the northern garrison to monitor the Huns' movements and take precautions.
I wanted to ask Ying Xuan what he thought of this matter after going down to the court, but as soon as the court ended, Ying Xuan disappeared without a trace.
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In the Qu Pavilion, Ying Xuan and Zhang Liang were arguing fiercely.
"The four treasures of the study should be paper, ink, pen, and inkstone!"
Zhang Liang snorted coldly.
"The inkstone is just a thing for pressing paper, how can it be named the Four Treasures."
"It should be a paper and ink case! If there is no smooth case, no matter how well you write, the words will be crooked and unreadable!"
Ying Xuan was furious. Although what he said made sense, the ink in later generations gradually condensed and needed an inkstone to grind it!
But Zhang Liang didn't listen to his excuse and just said casually.
"Then you brought out some ink that needs to be sharpened?"
Ying Xuan looked at the fluttering ink in his hand and felt aggrieved.
Ink evolved from carbon, but he really didn't know how to make it.
A group of guys watching the battle also stood on Zhang Liang's side.
"Zifang is right. The inkstone is obviously not as important as the case."
"If we sell according to the slogan you want to sell, people will still think that we are uneducated!"
"Yes, according to the propaganda mentioned by Zifang, the people will also agree! The most important thing is that the profit of the case is high!"
Even the loyal Zhang Han whispered.
"My lord! I think what Mr. Zifang said makes sense!"
In the end, the old steward made the decision after Ying Xuan was unable to explain.
"Okay! Starting from today, the latest set sold by Quge will be composed of four pen, ink, and paper cases!"
"Name it the Four Treasures of the Study! If you buy it individually, it will be sold at a higher price, and if you buy it as a set, it will be given at a lower price. This way you won't have to worry about sales!"
Ying Xuan stood aside helplessly, helplessly watching them go astray.
Zhang Liang, who won, was not proud and even poured Ying Xuan a cup of tea.
"Young Master, there is no need to feel inferior. You are already very impressive if you can think of naming and selling it after the Four Treasures of the Study!"
"After all, not everyone can be as thoughtful as me!"
Ying Xuan turned around dumbly and looked at Zhang Liang's womanly face, his face twitching unconsciously.
Wasn't Zhang Liang in history respectful and courteous? Why is this so familiar and still a narcissist?
Ying Xuan had no choice but to shake his head and swing the wooden pendant around his waist as he walked towards the backyard.
Since we can't stop them from making mistakes, we won't stop them. After all, future generations will change it back, so let's go see the quality of the first batch of paper ready for sale.
But he didn't expect that just after he took two steps, Zhang Liang, who was originally smiling, suddenly changed his color when he saw the wooden pendant in his hand. He suddenly pulled Ying Xuan and asked seriously.
"Master, who gave this to you?"
Ying Xuan was slightly stunned and informed Zhang Liang without hesitation.
However, Zhang Liang's face became more serious after hearing this. He took the wooden pendant into his hand and looked at it carefully and then smelled it. His face immediately changed and he frowned and looked at Ying Xuan.
"Is there any discomfort?"
Ying Xuan shook his head without knowing what he meant.
Zhang Liang breathed a sigh of relief before explaining.
"This thing is called Broken Soul Bridge! It is a kind of camphor wood found deep in the forests of South Vietnam."
"Locals also like to call it a key, but it opens the door to death."
"On weekdays, this thing is no different from ordinary jewelry. The fragrance it emits can also refresh your mind and help you fall asleep."
"But as long as it touches a little bit of water, its aroma will turn into a highly poisonous substance. It will spread very quickly and cause the internal organs of those who smell it to fester and bleed!"
"Some people in South Vietnam used it to silently kill thousands of people during the rainy season!"
"This kind of thing is extremely rare in South Vietnam and is rare to see for a hundred years. But now it appears next to you by chance. Someone must have evil intentions!"
When Ying Xuan heard Zhang Liang's explanation, he was suddenly startled and broke into a cold sweat.
It rained the day before yesterday, and I almost rushed into the rain with it.
If Zhang Han hadn't stopped him and said it was better to wait a little longer if the rain stopped soon, Ying Xuan might have died tragically on the spot!
Beads of sweat slipped from the tip of Ying Xuan's nose unconsciously.
Only then did he suddenly remember why this smell was so familiar.
Because the bowl of poisonous soup that Fusu drank had this taste.
Ying Xuan's arms trembled slightly, and countless thoughts ran through his mind.
Who could it be? Is it that lieutenant? But he has no reason to harm himself! And with so many people watching, he would never be able to run away afterwards, he would be punished by the Nine Tribes!
Is that Zhao Gao? Zhao Gao calculated that the lieutenant would give this thing to me, so he gave it to the lieutenant?
But the First Emperor is not dead yet. At this time, Zhao Gao is better behaved than a dog, let alone rebel and kill the eldest son.
Even if Ying Xuan spits on his face now, he won't jump for a second.
Ying Xuan decisively denied this possibility.
Who is it? The person who wants to kill Fusu has not given up. He is still waiting in the dark like a poisonous tongue to deal a fatal blow to Ying Xuan.
Ying Xuan, who was already insecure, became even more flustered.
He glanced around vigilantly, sealed the wooden pendant in a box, and then pulled Zhang Liang away in a hurry.
Now he doesn't believe anyone except Zhang Han and Zhang Liang.
Zhang Liang didn't say much. He knew that the top priority now was to find this person. This time, he was lucky enough to be recognized by him. Who knows what kind of poison will appear around people next time.
As soon as the three people walked out of Qu Pavilion, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and the clouds were dark and the wind was strong.
Before reaching the palace gate, the rain started to fall.
This made Ying Xuan say that he had escaped death.
But there is always a faint uneasiness in my heart.
This uneasiness made him even unwilling to wait in the rain at the city gate.
As soon as the palace gate opened, they plunged into the rain. Zhang Liang and Zhang Han ran after them without saying a word.
It wasn't until the three of them approached the Yude Hall that the rain slowly subsided.
Ying Xuan rushed into the courtyard and breathed a sigh of relief. Only this courtyard could relax his nervous mind.
Shaking his hair, Ying Xuan pushed open the door of the main hall.
He called Huanyin's name and wanted her to bring some clothes for the three of them to change into.
But the room that was bustling yesterday was unusually quiet today.
Ying Xuan's voice echoed throughout the hall, but no one responded.
Zhang Liang didn't feel it, but Zhang Han subconsciously drew his sword.
Ying Xuan also noticed something was wrong. In the past, when the door opened, Wang Cai would definitely come to greet him. Today, everyone entered the hall and there was no sound at all.
He panicked and shouted Huanyin again, only to hear a "pop!" The window on one side suddenly opened, and cold wind rushed in.
Ying Xuan's heart was slowly lifted, and he called out the names of the other two maids in a panic, and even called Wangcai a few times.
"Don't scare me! This isn't fun! Huanyin, come out quickly or I'm really going to be angry!"
No matter what kind of prank they played in the past, as soon as Ying Xuan said he was going to be angry, they would no longer dare to mess around and just come out obediently and let Ying Xuan deal with it.
But this time no one paid attention, and Ying Xuan searched the main hall like crazy until he entered the side room.
Flashes of lightning illuminated the room.
Wangcai lay quietly on the ground, and the three maids lay beside the table. They seemed to be asleep.
There was only one dish on the table, which was boiled chicken in thick soup that Ying Xuan had asked his servants to bring in the morning.
Ying Xuan seemed unable to believe it. He tremblingly lifted Xiaoru's face up. The cold touch and the dark red blood at the corner of his mouth, illuminated by the thunder, pierced Ying Xuan like a thunderbolt.
Without saying a word, Ying Xuan turned around and looked for flint to light the oil lamp.
But today's air is extremely humid. Not only is it difficult to turn on the lamp, but water mist keeps forming in your eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.
