You hear it, do people say it?

Since the encounter in Fengbaolou that day, Fu Ning hadn't seen Xun Yi for several days, and he felt quite relaxed.

Fu Ning thought it was nothing, but Feng Yu was a little curious, and asked privately, "Why haven't you seen that 'big man' these few days?"

"His Royal Highness is noble, so naturally there are many things we don't know about to be busy." Fu Ning said casually, "Besides, you and I are neither of them, so there is no need to make a special trip to see us."

"It's not 'us', he never gave me a good face, I'm talking about you." Feng Yu muttered, "Didn't you say last time that he wants to be friends with you?"

"There are many people in the world who want to be friends with His Royal Highness, if he visits one by one, he might be busy 28 hours a day."

Feng Yu hissed: "But this is because he wants to be friends with you, which is different from others." He paused, and then said, "And there are not 28 hours in a day."

Fu Ning put down the pen in his hand, and said with a light smile, "It's probably because of His Majesty that he gets close to me; as for what to be friends with, it's probably just a polite way of talking."

The students of Qinyuan are willing to get along with him, so that they can be familiar with each other in case they become officials together in the court in the future; There is no need to have a good relationship with yourself.

As for what Xun Yi mentioned earlier, because of the meager fate in the old days, calling him brother should be just a casual joke to ease the atmosphere. If he really called brother, the situation would be even more embarrassing.

The two of them were chatting, when Wang Yuansi came over suddenly, with an earnest smile on his face: "Both of you, after the exam today, have something good to eat at Fengbaolou tonight, how can you relax?"

Ever since he ate the cold crispy crispy mountain last time, he could never forget it, and always wanted to eat it every day; but the students of Qinyuan are preparing for exams recently, and the family is very strict. He didn't have an appointment for several days in a row, and ate alone for a few days, feeling very lonely.Now it's very easy to find a reason to "relax after the exam", and start frantically after class.

Nothing happened for the past two days, Fu Ning and Feng Yu looked at each other, and were about to agree, a playful voice suddenly came from behind: "Since we want to relax, why not just go to Fengbao Tower?"

The three of them followed the prestige, and saw a tall and thin student blinking his eyes in the back row with a very ambiguous expression: "Why don't we go to Linglong Pavilion together, we can not only have a good meal, but also listen to the piano, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

This tall and thin student was named Lin Ping, Li Shilang's immediate boss, and the eldest grandson of Zhongshu Ling's family.Because of his poor health, he only entered Guozixue when he was 14 years old. Now he is one year older than other students in Qinyuan, so his experience is naturally different.

The "Linglong Pavilion" he mentioned is a very famous tea house in the capital.It's just that although this place bears the name of a tea house, it doesn't have any special refreshments. On the contrary, the piano girls, musicians, maids and servants in the building are all first-class in appearance.

Ordinary guests, if they want to enjoy the elegance, most of them will order one or two qin girls and musicians to listen to the qin and have fun; but if they want to enjoy some pillow and banquet, the maids and servants can also choose on the spot. It can be said that it is a place for both refined and popular tastes.

It's just that Funing will never and can't go to such a place.

Before he set off from Yuezhou, his parents once had a serious conversation with him, from how he should save himself when he encounters bandits on the road, to how he should treat others after he arrives in the capital, they all talked about it in detail, all the way from the afternoon Speaking of dusk, I emphasized it a few times at the end: Do not go to the Fengyue place.

At that time, his father was sitting on a chair in the main hall, with a serious expression on his face: "Look at those students who are addicted to Huajie and Liuxiang, which one has done their homework well? You are my only son, so naturally you are not allowed to degenerate like them. Just go up."

His mother is not as strict as his father, she takes a gentle line, and her eyes are full of worries about Fu Ning's future: "Son, you have to know that mother has been unwilling to propose marriage to you early in Yuezhou, just because she wants to marry you." Let’s say, when you get a good reputation in the future, you will choose a gentle and virtuous woman as your wife. If you have been to such indecent occasions, if the woman you like looks down on you in the future, you will be at a loss. ?”

After talking like this for a few days, Funing's scalp became numb and his ears were almost callused.So as soon as Lin Ping mentioned that he was going to Linglong Pavilion, Fu Ning put on an apologetic smile like a reflex, "Thank you brother Lin for your kindness, but I live at my uncle's house, and there is a younger sister who has not left the pavilion, Linglong Pavilion. ... If I go, it's really not good."

Wang Yuansi was a little moved at first, but when he saw Funing's statement, he also found an excuse: "I heard that the refreshments in Linglong Pavilion are mediocre, so I won't go there."

Feng Yu smiled wryly: "You know the situation of my family. If I really go, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."

Seeing them like this, Lin Ping sighed and had no choice but to give up.

Fu Ning looked at Wang Yuansi: "Brother Yuansi, let's go to Fengbaolou today. The last time I ate their fermented duck, it tasted really good."

Wang Yuansi smiled and said: "I dare not say anything else, but when it comes to eating this piece, listen to me for sure!"

A few people were talking, the master of mathematics came in with a stack of papers in his arms, and the students of Qinyuan lamented bitterly, and sat down obediently under the stern gaze of the master, waiting to accept this unknown torment.

Before the exam, when Wang Yuansi said he wanted to "take it easy, let it go," only two or three students agreed to go. After the whole day of the exam and the day turned in the west, the number had increased to seven.

Lin Ping, who had originally clamored to go to Linglong Pavilion, also followed the crowd with a bitter face: "I don't want to listen to the piano, I just want to have a good meal, and then lie down on the bed, and sleep till the end of the day." dawn."

The surrounding students burst into laughter and went out of the gate of Qinyuan noisily. When they saw the people walking towards them, they all suddenly lost their temper.

Fu Ning is tall, and he saw the source of the silence at a glance, and sighed secretly in his heart. When he was considering whether to say hello, the students of Qinyuan had already dispersed, and spontaneously exposed him to the front Row.

Fu Ning: ...

He had no choice but to hold up his smile and walked up to Xun Yi: "His Royal Highness."

Xun Yi glanced around at the Qinyuan students who were still waiting at the intersection even though they had dispersed, and asked Fu Ning, "Do you have plans for today?"

Fu Ning nodded: "Today we had a day of exams in the Qinyuan, and everyone wanted to go out together to relax."

"Or Fengbao Building?"

"Hmm." Seeing Xun Yi's brows slightly frowned, Fu Ning asked, "What's the matter, His Royal Highness?"

Xun Yi looked at him: "The day before yesterday you mentioned the method of making Sushan, so I asked the cook at home to try a few. Originally, I wanted to invite you to palm the eye to see if it was delicious enough."

Fu Ning showed a trace of regret at the right time: "It's a pity that I have already made an appointment with everyone today, and it is not appropriate to miss the appointment."

In fact, he wanted to say that it was just a dessert, and he could just taste it to suit his appetite; but Xun Yi said it so formally, and he didn't want to save others' face.

Xun Yi nodded slightly: "Indeed, we can only wait for tomorrow." He looked at Funing, "Are you busy tomorrow?"

Fu Ning intuited that if he said that there was something to do tomorrow, this person might ask about the day after tomorrow, so he smiled and said, "It just so happens that there is nothing to do tomorrow."

"Okay, then tomorrow."

Xun Yi wanted to say something else, but when he saw that the students of Qinyuan had been secretly paying attention to this side, he said, "You go first, don't make your——friends wait for a long time."

The shadow of the setting sun hit the fence of Guozixue, dragging a long shadow on the ground.

Xun Yi stood where he was, watching Fu Ning go to a group of students, laughed and walked out with them, and suddenly told the guards beside him: "You go to the Third Prince's Mansion, just say that I have something urgent to ask him , invite him to come to Fengbao Building."?