Overwhelming mountains and rivers

"Excuse me, are you Lord Mo Yuan?" Chu Xuanqing bowed, and his entourage followed suit.

"Exactly, are you?"

Shen Qingjun naturally knew who he was, not to mention that he had known it for a long time, even the dark purple python suit on him also revealed the identity of the visitor.

"So rude! This is His Highness Prince Teng, why are you sitting there and asking such questions?"

Shen Qingjun didn't even raise his head, "Oh? What about that? King Teng is in charge, and idlers avoid it?"

King Teng turned around and slapped his entourage, "Presumptuous! How can it be your servant's turn to intervene when I am talking to the young master?!"

Would the dignified Prince Teng's servants really be so ignorant of the rules, interrupting themselves when the master spoke?

Shen Qingjun glanced at the seven or eight attendants following behind King Teng, and laughed in his heart.Heh, singing "bad face" and "red face" and "red face", the ceremonial guards are neat, seemingly polite, but they are really standing up, do you want to show yourself off?

Do you really think that you are a frail scholar who can be manipulated by others?

"I have nothing to do with stupid servants. I hope you will forgive me. I am Chu Xuanqing. I have heard that you have both ability and political integrity. I am really yearning for you. I am here to see you."

"It turned out to be His Highness King Teng, His Highness, please speak in the hall. Ah Lu, why don't you pour tea for His Highness?"

Shen Qingjun got up and let King Teng go to the main hall.

"Yes, son."

Chu Xuanqing walked into the main hall, but did not sit on the upper seat, but sat on the lower right side.Shen Qingjun didn't let him again, and sat down on the opposite side.

"It's a matter of talent, it's because I don't discipline you strictly, and you made me laugh at you." Chu Xuanqing could see that it was useless to use power to suppress this person, so he had to treat him softly.

"It's really funny."

Shen Qingjun has no intention of fighting with him.

"You—" Seeing him responding like this, the attendants couldn't help blocking.

"Go down! Don't you think it's not shameful enough!?" Chu Xuanqing couldn't help scolding, this idiot really didn't wink.

"…Yes."

In fact, it's not that the follower didn't look at his wink, but because Shen Qingjun was really blocked by his anger, he didn't notice his wink at all, and at this moment he listened to his reprimand, and then left the door in a dull manner.

"Young Master, I heard that you are from Jiangnan, the King of Xin?" Chu Xuanqing's words were plausible, obviously intending to ask Shen Qingjun to take up the conversation in order to find out more.

This Young Master Mo Yuan seems to be difficult to deal with.

"Well, I met King Xin by chance, and I admire the prosperity of the capital, so I followed King Xin to Beijing."

"Oh, that's it... why did the young master move out from Prince Xin's Mansion? I think my third younger brother has offended the young master?" Chu Xuanqing knew that the reason for his coming to Beijing must not be that simple, but it is useless to pursue it now. It's important right now.

Shen Qingjun's eyes dimmed, "It's just a small quarrel, His Highness Prince Teng doesn't have to take it seriously."

Even though he said so, in the eyes of King Teng, that look was tantamount to admitting the fact that there was a gap between him and King Xin.

"Since the young master admires the prosperity of the capital, and believes that the prince's mansion has it, the Teng prince's mansion is also not bad. I want to have friendship with the young master, but I don't know what the young master wants?"

"Thank you, Prince Teng, for your generosity. It's just that I have seen the capital now, and my wish has been fulfilled. I only wish to be an idler who recites poems and paints."

"Since you are talented, how can you live up to ten years of hard study? As long as you are willing to come to my Prince Teng Mansion, I will regard you as your noble minister." Scholars are nothing more than fame and wealth, and he does not believe that a literati will understand these things Not interested.

"Prince Teng's kindness, I appreciate it, but I'm not in good health and occasionally suffers from serious illnesses, so I'm afraid I'll lose the favor of King Teng. I'm studying here, and it's just for recuperating all year round, and to comfort me in my spare time."

Shen Qingjun doesn't like playing games, but it doesn't mean he won't.

Chu Xuanqing took a look at his face, he was really pale like the old disease, could it be?What he said is true?

Chu Xuanqing looked down, if he was really a sick child, it would be easier for him to control, but how can he persuade him to help him now?

"My lord, let me just say it straight, as long as you are willing to help me, you will definitely be the founder of Chu Xuanqing's dynasty, and you will be named a marquis and a noble, and hereditary will not be a successor."

It is already a supreme honor to be named a Marquis or a Marquess, and hereditary is to be passed down from generation to generation, so it can be blessed.Chu Xuanqing's conditions can be said to be favored and favored, and he is very kind, which is almost the greatest favor for a person who is a guest.

If it were another person, I'm afraid he would have knelt down to thank him, but Shen Qingjun would never be included.

"I really don't have any intention of temples, I just want to be in the back alleys."

Shen Qingjun's expression was indifferent, obviously not a little moved.

Another stubble!

Chu Xuanqing naturally saw that he was sincerely refusing, rather than playing hard to get.

If it can't be used by me... I can only send him to be with Kong Zuo as a companion!

The change in Chu Xuanqing's expression was not obvious, but Shen Qingjun caught the flash of killing intent in his eyes.

Ah!It really is King Teng!

"My lord just refused, why don't you think about it?" Chu Xuanqing's expression was earnest, making it impossible to see the vicious thoughts in his heart.

"Forgiveness is hard to obey."

Shen Qingjun picked up the teacup in his hand, and bowed his hands apologetically.

The so-called "bringing tea to see off guests" means that he wants to drive people away.

Chu Xuanqing narrowed his eyes, and the determination in his eyes flashed away, "In that case, the king will not bother you, sir, and leave."

Chu Xuanqing stood up, followed by his followers.Chu Xuanqing turned back and smiled again, "Oh, by the way, please accept these small gifts with a smile. Take your leave."

Whether it can be used or not is not my concern.

Shen Qingjun stood up, nodded, and watched him go out.

"Pavilion Master?" Bi Yuan walked over.

After Chu Xuanqing's conversation, she is very fortunate now, thanks to the foresight of the pavilion master, let Zhu Qing go back to the branch pavilion, otherwise, just that girl...

"Master, is this tea set?"

Biyuan knows Shen Qingjun's habits, he is very clean by nature, he never uses things that others have used, and he doesn't even have much physical contact with people.

There may be some exceptions, the pavilion master will not care too much.

Over the years, the one closest to him is the Valley Master Helian, even himself and Zhu Qing are not as good.

Well, it seems that there is still that Chu Xuanzhao?

This tea set must not be used by the Pavilion Master again, not to mention the Pavilion Master's habits, just because it was used by Chu Xuanqing before, I am afraid...

"Abandoned."

really.

"Yes."

Biyuan wrapped the cup with the curtain on the seat where King Teng sat, threw it into the waste basket, and neatly spread a new seat cloth.

"Pavilion Master, what should we do next? I'm afraid King Teng won't let it go. Will he continue to pester the Pavilion Master?" If Chu Xuanqing didn't give up, it would be overwhelming just thinking about it.

"The next step is not what we do, but what King Teng wants to do." Shen Qingjun turned around and opened the scroll of the first couplet painted in the middle hall. There was a hidden compartment underneath. He took out the white jade hole flute and wiped it with a handkerchief. over again.

His movements were calm and slow, but Biyuan felt his killing intent.

"Prince Teng..., then he will?"

"Naturally kill me."

King Teng is King Teng after all, he is a ruthless person, and if he can't get it, he will be destroyed. Kong Zuo is an example.If you reject him, there will be no such result as letting go and keeping the hatchback safe.

Shen Qingjun smiled coldly, killing intent...

Nothing more than, either I was killed by you, or I killed you.

Bi Yuan was startled, "Kill you?! You mean, he will kill you? King Teng is so virtuous and vicious?"

"This is King Teng."

"Then us? Do you want me to transfer people from the pavilion?"

"Need not."

"Okay." Biyuan didn't say any more. Shen Qingjun is the master of the Chenyin Pavilion, and he can be described as the veritable leader of killers. King Teng only regards him as a literati, and if he wants to kill him, he may have to do it for himself. Choose to pay the price.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, neither of them spoke again.

However, Bi Yuan always felt that they seemed to have forgotten something.

what is it then?

"By the way, Pavilion Master! King Xin?" King Teng has been gone for a while, why hasn't he come out yet?Moreover, he will definitely not leave without saying goodbye.

Hearing this, Shen Qingjun raised his eyes quickly, turned around and walked towards the bedroom, obviously he also forgot Chu Xuanzhao who was hiding in the bedroom for a moment.

Bi Yuan followed closely behind him.

I haven't come out for so long, did something happen?

Before the two of them got close to the bedroom, they heard the sound of gentle breathing.The door was open, and both of them had strong internal strength and strong hearing.

Walking into the bedroom, I saw Chu Xuanzhao lying on Shen Qingjun's bed with his clothes on, sleeping soundly, tightly hugging Shen Qingjun's apricot-yellow Suzhou embroidered thin brocade quilt in his arms.

Biyuan looked at Shen Qingjun's faintly blue face, and the two words floated in her mind.

To be finished!

Shen Qingjun turned his head to look at Bi Yuan, pointed to the dagger at her waist, "Please 'please' the cups used by His Royal Highness King Xin and Chu Xuanqing out together."

After speaking, he left the bedroom without looking back.

Biyuan sighed helplessly.

However, the pavilion master didn't let him invite the brocade quilt out together?

Although she knew that the pavilion master was not used to others using his things, especially the personal items he used to, she didn't expect him to have such a bad face.

The pavilion master has always been moody and angry, and she has never seen such obvious anger from him.Didn't the pavilion master treat King Xin differently from others? Why is he still so angry when he sees King Xin using his things?

Bi Yuan didn't know that Shen Qingjun was angry because Chu Xuanzhao was hugging the brocade quilt that was close to him, and thinking about his thoughts on him, it was naturally...

Annoyed and mixed.

"Your Highness? Your Highness Xin Wang? Wake up, Your Highness."

"Huh? Biyuan? Chu Xuanqing left?"

Chu Xuanzhao finally woke up in a daze.

At that time, he entered Shen Qingjun's bedroom, looked around, and then couldn't help but sat on Shen Qingjun's bed, the cold fragrance of Shen Qingjun's body was still faintly lingering on it, he looked at the Fang brocade quilt, I could hardly control my hand, so I just held it in my arms... What happened next?

——"Why is Your Highness asleep?"

——“Why did I fall asleep?”

The two of them pressed their cards together, and Bi Yuan sighed, "Your Highness is exhausted, since His Highness is awake, why don't you go back to the Palace first?"

"Go back to the palace, go back to..., where is your pavilion master?" Chu Xuanzhao finally came to his senses.

"Here," Bi Yuan hesitated, the pavilion master was angry and obviously didn't want to see him.

Seeing her hesitant face, Chu Xuanzhao stood up abruptly, "What's the matter? Where is Qingjun? Did Chu Xuanqing fail to agree, what did he do to him?!"

"Your Highness, don't worry, the Pavilion Master is well. But, I'm afraid His Highness has offended the Pavilion Master." Seeing his anxious look, Bi Yuan couldn't bear it, so she had to speak out.

"Me?" Chu Xuanzhao was puzzled, what did he do?

"Hmm." Bi Yuan pointed to the messy bed.

"Ah..., this, I didn't mean it." Could it be that Qingjun has seen the fact that he slept here?Chu Xuanzhao was also a little embarrassed, "Where is your pavilion master now, I will apologize to him face to face."

"The pavilion master walked out of the bedroom, but I didn't follow him. But presumably he didn't come out of Yazhuxuan." Biyuan didn't know where he was at this moment.

…………

Shen Qingjun was sitting in the study room, was writing with a pen, put down the pen, looked at it, shook his head slightly, raised his hand to rub the paper, and threw it into the wastebasket again.

Dozens of balls of paper had already been thrown into the wastebasket at the corner of the table.

The heart is more chaotic than paper.

Yazhu Pavilion is not big, so Chu Xuanzhao quickly found it.

"Young Lord..."

Chu Xuanzhao stepped over the threshold, but he was a little apprehensive, not daring to take another step forward.

"What advice does His Royal Highness King Xin have?"

Shen Qingjun sprinkled ink with a brush, without raising his eyes.

"Qingjun, I——, I turned around and asked the mansion to use the best Su brocade to make a few beds of brocade and it was brought to you. Don't be angry?"

"Where is the prince talking, the grass people dare not be angry with the prince."

Chu Xuanzhao walked to the table, "You still say you're not angry, why are you talking like this if you're not angry? Your lord, Caomin, is this something you can say?"

Shen Qingjun sighed, "Then what do you want from me?"

I want you to do good with me.

Chu Xuanzhao's throat was stuck, he didn't speak, and his lowered eyes looked at the paper he was writing.

It is Shen Qingjun's new poem, the title has not been inscribed yet.

——It is difficult to care about the grass and trees, and it is difficult to turn friendship into destruction.

——Turn around and go back without a thing, the painting will shine the bright moon on the lonely mountain.

"Young Lord."

"Ok?"

"I think it's better this way."

Chu Xuanzhao changed a piece of paper, picked up the pen, and wrote.

——It is difficult to care about the depth of grass and trees, and it is even more destructive if it is not affectionate.

——Hand in hand with a small boat, and chat with you about Xiaomeishan.

"What do you think?" Chu Xuanzhao spread the paper in front of him, couldn't help but soften his words, and looked at the other party with soft but fiery eyes.

"...I'm tired, excuse me."

Shen Qingjun couldn't stand the strange atmosphere between the two of them anymore, he just felt that his breathing was a little short, so he staggered away from Chu Xuanzhao, and left the study without looking back.

Chu Xuanzhao didn't force it to stay, turned around and pressed the two pieces of paper, and when the ink was dry, he folded them together and put them in Shen Qingjun's book.

If Shen Qingjun didn't throw it away...

In the past, he felt that the most important thing in his life was to ascend to the throne, clean up the inside and outside, reorganize the mountains and rivers, let his appointed ministers become marquises and ministers, and let his younger brothers rule the borders.

But now, the most important thing for him is to get his heart.