There are too many girls, which greatly delays my cultivation of immortality.

Ye Qingchen smiled slightly and said: "Little Ye Zi went into the palace last night and met the Crown Princess, and reported to her the news of the safe arrival of the Chu State delegation. The Crown Princess was very happy and lamented that we have not seen each other for many years, and she felt longing for her in her heart. .So, I told Xiao Zizi a few things about your childhood.

Little Yezi grew up in the palace and did not have such a rich childhood life as you, princesses, so she couldn't help but feel envious and longing for you. "

"Sister Huang...what did she say?" Nangong Feiyan looked both curious and a little uneasy.

Ye Qingchen said: "The Crown Princess said that when you were young, you liked to play Kingdom Battle together. Little Ye Zi has never played that game, so naturally she doesn't know the rules.

I just heard the princess say that you have set four countries, namely Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu. Because Princess Feiyan is the youngest, you will be chosen first every time. For some reason, you choose the white tiger every time. "

Nangong Feiyan's nervous expression obviously relaxed, but a blush flew over her face.

She bit her lip and turned her face away, not daring to look into Ye Qingchen's eyes, slightly panicked and at a loss.

I originally thought that the imperial sister had leaked her most intimate secret to outsiders, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be a false alarm.

But she knew that there was no such thing as a Kingdom Battle game.

When Sister Huang told Xiao Yezi like this, she was obviously letting him convey a message.

Nangong Feiyan knew that only she and the imperial sister knew the secret of her body, not even the mother emperor.

In order to let her know that Ye Qingchen is a trustworthy person and not want to reveal her privacy, the imperial sister made up this story. It was really well-intentioned!

She tried to calm down and asked, "Did Sister Huang say anything else?"

Ye Qingchen said: "The Crown Princess also said that as long as I tell you this story, you will believe that I am the person she trusts most. If you have any plans this time, you will tell me the truth."

"Eunuch Ye, I believe you!"

Nangong Feiyan already had deep faith in Ye Qingchen.

She looked gloomy and sighed softly: "Brother Three Emperors really wanted to rescue Sister Huang when they came this time, but they never told me their plan. I'm afraid they also thought that I, a girl, couldn't help much. , but it might ruin their affairs!"

Ye Qingchen was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but groan secretly.

Although she gained Nangong Feiyan's trust, she didn't know the details of the rescue plan, and there was still no breakthrough.

"Eunuch Ye, if you need any help, I will never resign!" Nangong Feiyan said sincerely.

Ye Qingchen nodded, thought for a moment, and came up with a plan.

"When we meet Li Qingwan, if you act according to my plan when we return, you will definitely make His Highness Prince Nanling reveal the truth."

……

The Prime Minister's Mansion was much busier today than before.

In the garden, under the sunshine, there are two long tables with the Four Treasures of the Study.

Next to it, in front of a coffee table, a maid was making tea.

Li Qingwan and three men sat around the table chatting. From time to time, someone gets inspired and goes to the table to display his literary talent. Immediately there will be a round of applause.

On the ninth day of winter, it was the [-]th anniversary of the opening of Mr. Mo Zaiyu’s lectures at Mo Yu Academy.

Several Momen disciples came to Qianjing City, ready to express their congratulations and thanks to their respected master.

Thirteen years ago, Mo Zaiyu resigned from his positions as bachelor of the Hanlin Academy and emperor's lecturer to concentrate on studying literature. Perhaps one day he suddenly realized that being an official was not his lifelong wish. Only by pursuing his ideals would his life be worthwhile.

However, he is not a pedantic person, nor does he passively avoid the world, so he has never left the capital of Qianjing.

He did not want to bring his lifelong learning into the coffin, so he opened the Moyu Academy, firstly for literati and poets to exchange ideas and secondly, to cultivate top literary talents.

Moyu Academy is not utilitarian in nature and does not teach the imperial examination, but only poetry and prose. Mo Zaiyu will give lectures from time to time, and anyone can go and listen regardless of whether he is a disciple or not.

It is not easy to worship him as a teacher and become a direct disciple. If you don’t have talent, no matter how much money you give, he won’t accept it.

As for talented women like Li Qingwan, he took the initiative to look for her and ask her to become his disciple.

For more than ten years, there have been only about thirty disciples in Mo Yu Academy. Although the number is small, all of them are well-known people in the academic world. And these people proudly call themselves Momen disciples.

Since Li Qingwan became a disciple of Mo Yu and became famous, the disciples who come to thank their master every year will first gather at the Prime Minister's Mansion, and then go to Mo Yu Academy with Li Qingwan to invite their master.

Among the young men, the youngest is Yan Shujian, the son of his uncle Yanhouye.

Yan Shujian can be said to have grown up with a golden key in his mouth, but he is not an idler. He worshiped Mo Zaiyu in literature and Li Tiangang in martial arts, and achieved some success in both. This is extremely rare among the children of royal family members and foreign relatives.

Another man in his early twenties was the son of the magistrate of Youzhou, named Wang Juncai. This person had just joined the Momen and was considered a new student.

According to the rules of Momen, the order is only in order of entry. He has to call everyone he meets senior brother, and of course he has to call Li Qingwan senior sister.

There is also a man in his 30s who was Mo Zaiyu’s early student named Qi Yunsheng. This person is good at popular literature and art, and his book "Golden Lotus" is still a best-seller today.

At this time, a hearty laughter was suddenly heard.

"Hahaha, you guys are so early!"

The four people looked around and were all overjoyed.

"Oh, it turns out that Yang Zhuangyuan is here!"

Qi Yunsheng said and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and the others followed suit.

This person's name is Yang Qinghe. He was the number one scholar in the imperial examination five years ago and was the editor of the Hanlin Academy at that time. He is the only one with an official position among the people present.

Yang Qinghe said with a smile: "Senior Brother Qi, you can kill me. According to Momen rules, everyone must treat each other as brothers and sisters, and never mention fame or official position again."

Everyone greeted Yang Qinghe one by one, and then went to the place where they had tea.

Yang Qinghe glanced at the poems on the long table, walked forward, picked up one and took a look at it, and couldn't help but praise: "As soon as I saw the handwriting, I knew it was the masterpiece of Junior Sister Li. It is indeed a masterpiece of women." Man. With such talent, my senior brother is ashamed of himself!"

Li Qingwan smiled and said: "Senior brother, don't make fun of me. Compared to senior brother's talent, Wan'er is probably just a beginner."

"Junior sister doesn't have to be modest!" Yang Qinghe waved his hands and sighed, "It's a pity that in our Dagan country, women cannot participate in the imperial examination. Otherwise, the next number one scholar will be none other than my junior sister!"

Hearing this, everyone sighed with regret.

Li Qingwan said: "Why are you sighing? I am not interested in becoming an official in the imperial examination. All I want to do in this life is write poetry and live a leisurely life."

Yan Shujian said: "I heard that Princess Feiyan, a famous talented woman from the Chu Kingdom, also admires my senior sister. It seems that the talented girls from our Qian Kingdom are better than those from the Chu Kingdom after all."

"Nonsense! I have read Princess Feiyan's poems. Her talent must be above mine. It's a pity that my father doesn't allow me to travel far away. Otherwise, I really want to go to Chu country to see her."

Having said this, Li Qingwan raised her head and looked into the distance, her expression slightly melancholy.

"Many talented people may not be famous. Just in this Qianjing City, there is a person who has extraordinary talent and amazing talent, but he is buried in the deep palace and remains unknown."