big master, big liar

Putting Wen Chaoyan's matter aside for the time being, the turmoil caused by Ji Yunxi has not yet ended.

After Ji Yunxi had been dormant for less than half a year, he made such a big splash. The courtiers were surprised for a moment, and then reacted quickly.

Ji Yunxi is a sick child, from the ineffective third prince, he recruited all kinds of advisers and staff step by step, forced the prince Ji Yunyi to death, took the two richest men in the capital for his own use, and under the pressure of the Bailu and Lu parties, insisted on supporting him. Song Xuan took the seat of the national teacher.

If you really want to say that Ji Yunxi is a coward, the courtiers don't believe it either.

But they always think that Ji Yunxi is just a poisonous scorpion, and trying to control him is just a matter of a golden cage.And Ji Yunxi's quietness in the early stage of his ascension seems to indicate this.

In the past few days, memorials of admonition and discipline have flowed to Ji Yunxi's desk like snowflakes, and it seems that there are only a few people who can smell the change in the wind direction.

"If I keep their memorabilia and don't publish it, they really think they have the upper hand." Ji Yunxi randomly flipped through the papers on the desk, finally smiled contemptuously, and threw them all on the ground. "I don't even look at whether the shit on my ass is wiped clean, and I'm like a saint in front of me."

The palace at the side was frightened, but they didn't dare to step forward to rectify it.

"What are you standing there for?" Ji Yunxi glanced at the crowd, the facial features that were supposed to be breathtaking, now looked at them like poisonous blades, making people dare not look at them. "Let me clean up?"

The palace servants were so frightened that their scalps became numb, and they hurriedly picked them up, only to hear the superior Ji Yunxi say: "It stinks, throw them all into the cesspit."

"This..." The palace man was at a loss.

"Your Majesty is so majestic," a male voice suddenly came from the door, with a faint smile, the man swept the dust away and walked in slowly. "Anything stinks."

When Ji Yunxi heard this voice, the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up slightly: "Brother is here?"

I don’t know if it’s because of his revealing his thoughts at the meeting, Song Xuan has recently become interested in the palace, and he comes in and hangs around every day, drinks tea and reads at his place, watches him critique papers, and persuades him to rest from time to time. After a while, take him to see the scenery and relax.

Naturally, Ji Yunxi's heart was bubbling with beauty, which was why he was able to tolerate the courtiers' repeated noise recently.

Song Xuan saw the mess on the ground, and many palace people knelt down again, so he said with a smile: "I'll collect these things, let's all go down."

The palace people felt relieved and walked quickly.

Song Xuan then squatted down and picked up the melodies one by one.

Ji Yunxi hurried forward to stop him: "How can I let my brother do anything?"

Song Xuan didn't take it seriously either: "What's wrong with bending over a few booklets? If I don't do anything, you will lose your temper with them again."

"Now the seat is sitting higher, and the shelf is getting bigger and bigger."

Ji Yunxi groaned and stuck to his back, followed him to pick it up, pretending to be dissatisfied: "Come to scold me again, and don't talk about them."

Song Xuan glared at him: "What am I going to teach them? You bully them like rats. You are the only one, baring your teeth and claws. You don't look like you."

As he spoke, he handed the folder in his hand to him: "I'll just come over and enjoy a couple of cups of good tea. You do what you want, so you don't have to worry about me."

The corners of Ji Yunxi's mouth curled up even higher, like a cat that stole the fish,

He personally picked out the things in the Zhaixing Pavilion. There is no good tea, and he said he came to drink tea, but he just wanted to be with him.

Song Xuan cooked the tea by himself, shared a cup for Ji Yunxi, and skillfully found the preserved fruit snacks, took out a book from his sleeve, and laid it lazily on the couch.

Ji Yunxi saw that it was not a script, but a serious classic and history, and couldn't help asking, "Since when did my brother become interested in these things?"

"Master Lu asked me to read it," Song Xuan said vaguely while biting a piece of preserved peach. "There are no new scripts recently, so he asked me to read this, saying that I have become a national teacher, so I don't know anything about it."

Ji Yunxi smiled and said, "He's going to follow brother's path?"

Song Xuan looked down at him: "You know?"

"I don't know anything about my brother."

Song Xuan said, "Look, is he useful?"

"It's useful for people," Ji Yunxi said with a low smile, "and it's better than that old man Bai Heng."

"Then you can use it," Song Xuan said. "It's rare for someone to walk in my way."

"it is good."

Ji Yunxi reviewed the papers for a while, then seemed to remember something, then turned around and asked, "Are the preserved peaches delicious?"

Song Xuan seemed to be engrossed in reading, and he hesitated in response: "It's okay, a little sour."

"I want to try it." Ji Yunxi said.

Song Xuan pushed the carved wooden box over.

"I won't eat this," Ji Yunxi looked at him and smiled. "I want to eat the one in my brother's mouth."

Song Xuan put down the book and looked at him as if he had seen a ghost.

Ji Yunxi didn't care about it, and kissed him seriously, took away the half piece of candied fruit that he hadn't had time to put into his mouth, and gave him a sweet and sour tongue along the way.

Song Xuan took a breath and looked at him: "I said it was sour."

"I like sour ones too." Ji Yunxi's eyes turned into crescents.

Song Xuan tapped his head with the book: "Go down after eating."

Ji Yunxi succeeded in stealing, climbed back to the original place and continued to pretend to be a gentleman.

"Then Lu Qishang, if he dares to follow the elder brother's footsteps, there shouldn't be any benefit, right?" Ji Yunxi critiqued the paper and chuckled.

"Why, you want to share the spoils with me?" Song Xuan gave him a sideways look.

"Brother can't take it alone, can he?" Ji Yunxi also joked.

"He lost the bet with me and promised me to be the chief examiner of this year's imperial examination." Song Xuan said. "Is this good enough?"

Ji Yunxi was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "It's really big enough. If he can really do it, I'll give him a way."

"What a Lu Qishang, everyone said he was stupid, but now it seems that he is the smartest one.

Song Xuan nodded: "I think so too."

"The elder brother has obtained such a great benefit, so don't tell me he didn't show it at all?" Ji Yunxi was persuasive and persuasive.

Song Xuan glanced at him with a half-smile, and pushed the candied peach box in front of his eyes: "Eat yours, think again, it looks better than you."

Ji Yunxi reluctantly stuffed a piece of candied peach into his mouth, but it was not as delicious as the previous one.

Look at Song Xuan again, he just keeps his ears shut and only reads the books of sages and sages.

Ji Yunxi moved her butt back, tilted her head and leaned against Song Xuan's knee.

Song Xuanruo felt something: "What's wrong?"

"Tired, take a break."

Song Xuan rubbed his head and didn't speak.

Ji Yunxi smiled, and felt that the memorial in front of him was not so disgusting.