Jinluan Palace.
Xu Jian glanced at Liu Jing lightly again.
His eyes didn't stop, he just glanced over slowly, looking very absent-minded.
In his ears was the impassioned speech of an old censor, who scolded him particularly fiercely.
No wonder.
Xu Jian can probably understand the reason why these people are so angry.
Like Su Ke from Duke Xu's residence, he lived an unruly life and behaved like a dandy. The censors did know how to scold him, using different vocabulary.
But those who criticize and criticize others may not have much anger in their hearts.
But this time it was different. Liu Xun touched the fundamentals of being a scholar.
Stealing questions and cheating in learning are absolutely unacceptable to scholars who rely on ten years of hard work and imperial examinations to determine their life and death.
From a small perspective, it only involves the character of a certain person; from a large perspective, the imperial examination is a channel for the imperial court to select talents, and the launch of the Poetry Society is also paving the way for the enke in the coming year. How can you do anything wrong?
Fortunately, Liu Xun was exposed. If he was allowed to pass the test in a fool's errand, and then rely on his cleverness and background as a government official to get further, it would be a disaster for other diligent and down-to-earth students.
The old censors were all on fire, referring to the past and discussing the present, making the mistakes bigger and bigger, wearing their hats higher and higher, and wished they could just beat Liu Xun to death with a stick.
Under such circumstances, Liu Jing could not lift his head for a long time.
I finally mustered up the courage to take a peek at the holy face...
The Holy Emperor's face was extremely gloomy, and his hands were holding the armrests of the throne tightly, obviously very angry.
How can Liu Jing still stand?
You must kneel down at this time.
With this in mind, he did just that, kneeling down and listening to the scoldings of the censors.
The censors took turns and cursed for almost three quarters of an hour before they stopped.
The Holy Master asked coldly: "Liu Qing, do you have anything to say?"
Liu Jing had a lot to say in his heart.
There is no doubt that when Chen Gui came forward to do something, there must be the sincerity of Uncle Mansion behind it.
Nine times out of ten, it's sincerity.
An uncle who only works casually and has no intention of stirring up trouble in the court is supposed to be a calm and stable person, but when he plots against a junior like Xun'er, he is really bullying the younger.
Of course, it was impossible for Liu Jing to say this. He was trembling and frightened: "I did not teach my son well, which caused that unworthy son to do such a wrong thing. I feel extremely guilty. I will definitely restrain him in the future and never do this again." Something has happened.”
The attitude of admitting his mistake was so good that even though His Majesty was dissatisfied in his heart, he did not hold on to it.
After he retired from the court and the Holy Emperor walked out of the Jinluan Hall, Liu Jing stood up with his knees in hand and took a breath. He raised his arms and pressed the sweat on his forehead with his cuffs.
He stood there for a while, wanting to wait for the courtiers in the hall to leave one after another before leaving.
Xu Jian would not care about Liu Jing and would go out on his own.
When passing Liu Jing, Xu Jian glanced at Liu Jing.
This glance happened to meet Liu Jing's gaze.
Although Liu Jing received it very quickly, Xu Jian did not miss the annoyance and hatred in him.
Without stopping, Xu Jian left the Jinluan Palace.
Outside Qianbu Corridor, Shen Chen is waiting.
The sedan arrived at Taohezhai, and Xu Jian entered the study.
Near noon, Shen Chen went in to make tea and saw Xu Jian sitting behind the desk, holding a tool in his hand and polishing a long and slender object.
He looked closely and saw that it was a thin arrow.
Thinking about it again, Shen Chen remembered that yesterday they were rummaging in the warehouse for a while, and finally found a box containing a pair of sleeve arrows.
This set of sleeve arrows comes with twelve thin arrows. The arrows are sharp and the arrow bodies are made of bamboo. They are probably not smooth enough, so they are polishing them.
I don’t know when the old almanac was left behind. The sleeve arrow is a single barrel with exquisite patterns on the barrel. It can be seen that this thing has not been used much.
This is not surprising.
Hidden weapons like sleeve arrows are not suitable for their old master, and I have never seen him wearing one.
I don’t know what I’m looking for...
Xu Jian did not raise his head, but only motioned to Shen Chen to put down the tea, and then said: "Tell Chen Gui so that the princess can come over when she is free."
Shen Chen agreed and left to do some work.
Xu Jian was still doing what he was doing carefully, sharpening each thin arrow, readjusting the mechanism and butterfly piece of the quiver, then took an arrow and put it in it, and pointed it at the hanging on the far wall. The target was shot out.
After checking each arrow in this way, Xu Jian collected the twelve arrows and put them into the quiver.
In the afternoon, Lin Yunyan arrived at Taohe Zhai.
Shen Chen served tea, and when he left, he glanced at the box on the table, and a thought flashed across his mind.
Could it be that this is what I prepared for the princess?
Speaking of giving it as a gift, it is indeed a gift. The craftsmanship is quite exquisite and it takes a lot of work.
But no matter how flashy it is, it is also a weapon!
How could anyone send a concealed weapon to a girl’s house?
Although he has no experience in this area, he hears from the streets and hearsay that hairpins, rouge, balm, etc. are the preferences of girls, right?
Even if it is not appropriate to send those things right now, you can still send food to the princess.
The princess is very sweet, so asking Aunt He to prepare one or two boxes of exquisite sweet snacks is more appropriate than giving Xiujian a gift, right?
Besides, does the princess know how to use Xiujian?
Could it be that I gave it because I wanted to teach the princess?
Shen Chen couldn't figure it out.
He has been quite frustrated recently when it comes to guessing the Duke's intentions.
I’d better ask the Jingdong family for advice next time...
There were only two people left in the study, Xu Jian and Lin Yunyan.
Xu Jian opened the box and pushed it in front of Lin Yunyan.
Lin Yunyan glanced at it, then reached out and picked up the thin arrow: "I really miss it."
Because of her good accuracy, Xu Jian taught her to use sleeve arrows to defend herself.
But it's not like this.
Xu Jian seemed to understand her thoughts and said, "It's ready-made in the warehouse."
Lin Yunyan understood.
The last time I first wore Xiujian, there was no Fuguogongfu anymore, and everything in the warehouse was confiscated.
Xu Jian went to a familiar shop to borrow tools and made a set with her. It was practical and there were no patterns on the outside of the quiver.
Now that it is ready-made, it saves the time of re-creating it.
Xu Jian picked up the quiver, adjusted the position of the strap, and said to Lin Yunyan in a calm tone: "Reach out your hand."
Lin Yunyan stretched out her right hand without thinking.
The clothes in winter are thicker and the cuffs are longer. Only half of the palm is exposed. The skin on the back of the hand is very white and the fingers are slender. The nails are dyed with cinnamon, which makes the fingers whiter.
Lin Yunyan straightened her cuffs herself, rolled them up a bit, exposing a small part of her arms, and then turned her palms upward toward Xu Jian.
The slender strap falls on the upper edge of the wrist and goes from loose to tight.
The calloused fingertips rubbed against Yingying's skin, which felt a little numb. Lin Yuntian subconsciously shrank her hand.
Xu Jian raised his eyes to look at her, then lowered his eyes and uttered two words from his lips: "Don't move."
