Xing Yue Fu Ni

"In the first year of the Beiyin calendar, there was a long drought without rain, and the grass and trees withered, and there were no other plants left. The war ended and the new emperor ascended the throne. The people were afraid of the strictness of the new law, so they did not move..."

The man with the book in one hand lowered his head, angrily threw down the anthology in his hand, and said, "These years ago, why is the Northern Yin Dynasty so miserable at the beginning?"

"How would I know?" Another man stood by the table, playing with his fingers.

"Hmph," the man who dropped the book picked up the anthology that had been thrown on the table, "It's normal that you don't know, who told my mother to be so barbaric!"

The corner of the other party's mouth twitched: "How do I know your mother?" He turned around, "In this way, I can tell my mother, and let her see what the biological son who has been with me for 18 years thinks of her! "

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, without the slightest smile: "Okay, you Deng Qinghui, you are making fun of me!"

"So what about molesting you, I think it's quite interesting." Deng Qinghui put down his hands and stared at the person sitting at the desk.

"Isn't that interesting?" He frowned.

The cleaning servant of the academy walked into the study with his head down, and said sullenly, "Second young master, young master Biao, the master has just come down from the imperial court and said he wants to come to check your studies!"

Xie Linyuan, the second young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion, glanced at the book in his hand, thinking that he hadn't read a few words this morning, and was only talking to the person in front of him, and the book had only turned to the third page.

Lin Yuan scratched the corner of the table in annoyance, trying to quickly browse through the history collection.

boring!It's boring!Why can this history be written so boring!

Xie Linyuan frowned, turned the book to page 37 in a panic, and said to Deng Qinghui who was not interested in reading in front of him: "It's all up to you! If you didn't come to chat with me..."

Deng Qinghui looked nonchalantly at the swaying wind outside the window, the peach petals were blowing all over the floor, and it was time for the cleaning maid to work hard again.

And Xie Linyuan had already pretended to read, flipping through 37 pages and not knowing what to read.

"In the seventh year of Beiyin, the Empress Dowager passed away, and Beiyin's country was sadly mourned. The emperor stopped the court for half a year and washed his face with tears all day. Everyone knows that the emperor loves him..."

Prime Minister Xie Luojin outside the door frowned tightly, pushed the door open and came in: "Nan Zhi, it will end soon, the records in this book are not true!"

Seeing his father call him, Xie Linyuan lowered his head and closed the collection of historical records in his hand: "Could it be possible that there are still unofficial histories in father's academy?" He scanned the cover carefully, and the record was indeed that the official historian of the dynasty was good.

"This person likes to make things up!" Xie Luojin pointed to the author on the cover and said, "Xiao Lian has never read this book either." His gaze turned to Deng Qinghui who was standing respectfully aside.

Deng Qinghui nodded quickly, and silently answered: "Exactly, I thought it was wrong when Cousin Nanzhi asked. I didn't dare to ask about it when I thought it was the master's book."

"Xiao Lian needs to be a little bolder, don't be so timid! If you find a problem, you can speak up!" Prime Minister Xie smiled, looking very satisfied.

Xie Linyuan was silently stunned, wondering whether to believe this nominal cousin, but in the end he still didn't believe it.I don't know how many times I have been deceived by this guy!

He raised his head and smiled triumphantly at Deng Qinghui.It's still like this for more than ten years!He knocked on the table angrily, but naturally he didn't dare to make a sound.

"Forget it," Prime Minister Xie nodded, "it's good to be literate, and you've read a lot."

Xie Linyuan smiled hard, he is a man, and at the same age he started to give bride price to girls, how could he still learn to read and write!How could he wrong himself so much as the son of the prime minister's mansion!

"I remember all the good historical books are in Xiao Lian's room. If you are interested, just ask him to borrow them." Xie Luojin added, turned around and left the academy, leaving the last sentence: "After a stick of incense, you can eat. He turned around, "I asked Madam Zheng to make your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Xie Linyuan watched his father walk out of the academy.What is my favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake? It's just that when I was a child, I couldn't beat Deng Qinghui's temper when eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Deng Qinghui seemed to understand something, and smiled slightly: "Second Young Master, have you changed your temper? If you don't like osmanthus cake, you can give it to me."

"Impossible!" Xie Linyuan gritted his teeth, "Even if it stinks and molds, I will definitely not give it to you!"

"Okay, Second Young Master, you are the best!" Deng Qinghui smiled and reluctantly cooperated.

Lin Yuan raised his head proudly, after all, he felt a bit of joy to try the young master of the prime minister's mansion.

"May I ask if the Second Young Master wants my history books?" Deng Qinghui still smiled slightly at him.

"No need!" Xie Linyuan stood up, flicked his cuffs, stepped on the peach petals all over the floor, and walked straight out the door.

"Hey!" Deng Qinghui called him, "Aren't you afraid of stepping on the peach blossoms and getting lucky?" Seeing Xie Linyuan turned his head, his interest became even higher, and he said: "Maybe there will be a girl coming to propose marriage tomorrow! You are the first man to be proposed by a woman since the founding of Beiyin."

Xie Linyuan looked down at the petals under his feet, they were pink, like his cheeks.

Xie Linyuan didn't know why he had this metaphor, but he didn't care. He was just angry at the poor behavior: "I don't want any girl to propose marriage!" He continued Deng Qinghui's words, "I would rather study in this academy!"

"Then do you still need me to supervise?" Deng Qinghui smiled.

"Supervisor what supervision!" Xie Linyuan frowned, "I think you are here to make trouble!"

This time it wasn't a smile, but a "puchi" laugh: "Okay, I'll move to another place tomorrow, I might as well take myself out for a walk with you. I just want to go to Yangzhou, Suzhou."

Xie Linyuan felt that something was wrong, but he only said: "Go if you have the ability! I don't think you even have money!"

"Okay, tomorrow is too early, I will go in a few days." Deng Qinghui smiled, waved his hand, and followed Xie Linyuan out of the academy.

The courtyard sweeping maid was chatting softly, probably the gossip she had just heard.As Xie Linyuan approached, he heard the word "Deng Qinghui", so he gave two soft "cough coughs". Seeing this, the two maids stepped back one after another, and carefully swept the peach blossom petals all over the ground.

Qinghui, who was being discussed, didn't know if he heard this conversation clearly, but he, Xie Linyuan, couldn't hear clearly, so that person must have heard nothing.

Xie Linyuan turned around and saw that the person behind him was smiling at the two maids nonchalantly.It doesn't look interesting to him, but in the eyes of the two maids who have discussed his gossip, it's so embarrassing!

The two servant girls could only nod their heads and said, "Hello, Second Young Master, and Hello, Young Master Biao."

Xie Linyuan nodded silently and walked towards the dining room.Looking at Deng Qinghui behind him, he said, "You don't have to walk behind me, we need to have dinner together."

"Okay." Deng Qinghui hurried to catch up, and walked beside him silently, without making a sound.

Xie Linyuan became interested, and said: "Why are you so dumb?" He raised his eyebrows, "It's rare to see you being so noisy."

Deng Qinghui lowered his head, and Linyuan raised his head when he saw him raise his head, and he raised a thorn: "The word 'loud' cannot be used here."

Xie Linyuan frowned: "So strict? Could it be that the maid's words angered you?"

Qinghui was shocked by what he saw with his naked eyes, and after a while he adjusted, and said: "No, that maid just likes to gossip, what should I take to heart?"

"Is this true?" Xie Linyuan turned his head.

"Really." Deng Qinghui said, "Why not?"

"Of course, why are you so flustered?"

"Panic? I'm not flustered." Qing Hui said naturally, but he didn't want to make any contact with Lin Yuan.

"No?" Lin Yuan asked with a smile, "If this is the case, today's sweet-scented osmanthus cake will belong to you alone!"

Deng Qinghui finally met his gaze: "All of them? I don't believe that Second Young Master Xie can be so generous that he won't eat a single bite of his favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Xie Linyuan rubbed his fingers before replying: "That's for sure, I, Xie Linyuan, will do what I say and never go back on my word!"

"Then I should also ask you - 'Is this really true'?" Deng Qinghui smiled and raised his eyebrows.

The two of them played around in the dining room, and the time for a stick of incense had already passed.The mistress Cheng couldn't help her face, and she couldn't blame her own son, so she turned her eyes to Deng Qinghui.

At this time, with a natural expression, Qinghui bowed his body to apologize, saying that he had dragged Nanzhi's cousin down.

The dissatisfaction on Cheng's face still didn't fade away, but instead increased, he said, "Why do you drag us down Nanzhi? Could it be that you still need him to wait at the gate of the academy?"

Deng Qinghui felt something was wrong in his heart, and his eyes circled around, finally looking at Xie Luojin.

The usual Prime Minister Xie, Mr. Xie, waved his hand, expressing that there was nothing he could do.

It was the young master who was sitting on the side who said, "Xiao Lian, Nan Zhi, quickly apologize to your mother, and then you can sit down."

"Mother, you can't blame Cousin Xiaolian for everything." Xie Linyuan said, "I also talked with him for a long time because of Ji Shiji, and my father came to remind us to eat after a stick of incense. I'm sorry."

Cheng took a breath, and said softly: "You should also speed up, so that Xiao Lian won't take the blame for you."

"Okay, I understand mother." Xie Linyuan pulled out the chair and sat down.

Xie Luojin put down her chopsticks, saw that both of them were seated, and said: "That's right, Nan Zhi has made some progress, and I'm very satisfied with the unpaid payment. Our Nan Zhi is no longer a child."

"Thank you father for the compliment." Xie Linyuan replied implicitly.

The owner of the dining room did not leave many people, so it was much quieter.

Perhaps it was waiting for the two young masters who were late, the food was a bit cold.

The master casually ate something, casually made up and put down his chopsticks, and said: "Xiao Lian, you came to my room at noon, and you have some trivial matters to explain."

Deng Qinghui was startled, and immediately realized what was going on, as if he already knew what was going on, Wei Wei replied: "Okay, Uncle."

The author has something to say:

This is the first time I write this kind of ancient one~ There are so many bugs, I don’t know if anyone wants to read it [panic]