The undercover agent sent by the imperial court

On the wall of Dehui is still a calligraphy that Ling Xuan participated in the poetry meeting when he was 16 years old. He wrote an article about drinking wine in wild cursive. The poem written by Ling Xuan was taken by Huangpuwen back then, so there was no way to live it I copied an article on "Jiangjinjiu" and hung it on the wall, and it is still there. If you say Dehui's wall, this article "Jiangjinjiu" has been around for the longest time.

"It's been four years." Ling Xuan looked at the calligraphy on the wall and said, "Time flies so fast, I'm almost twenty."

"I think your birthday is going to be a big event this year." Chu Yuan said, Chu Yuan is a student from the prime minister's mansion, he is just a child from a poor family, but the prime minister saw that he is a talent, so he was promoted. Every time we met, especially when he was a child, he always The quietest one.

"Did the Ministry of Rites receive any request?" Ling Xuan asked, "I always have a bad feeling after hearing what you say."

"It's not too much to ask, it's just that the requirements are stricter than previous years." The smile on Chu Yuan's face has never changed. The second sons are all characters that the original Chu Yuan couldn't get close to.

Chu Yuan is grateful, thanks to the Prime Minister for giving him such an opportunity, to be able to be with these people, even with his own background, to be able to reach this position, it is really inconceivable.

Ling Xuan sighed, "Then please tell me what the emperor wants to do again at any time. Speaking of which, will the etiquette department participate in this poetry meeting?"

"Don't participate, please have fun, my lord." Chu Yuan smiled and took out the Ministry of Rites. Although Chu Yuan came from the Prime Minister's Mansion, compared to Dong Yongjing or Chu Ziyan, it was Ling Xuan who brought Chu Yuan It was Ling Xuan who came to this circle, so Chu Yuan was accepted into this small group of top nobles.

Ling Xuan nodded and smiled very satisfied. Although he said that he could call himself Xuan directly, but Chu Yuan often couldn't change his words, Ling Xuan didn't care about this and let him go.

"Xuan, are you going back now?" Dong Yongjing asked upstairs, "Is it so soon?"

"Otherwise, then you can tell my brother, I don't want to go back today." Ling Xuan raised his eyebrows and said, looking at Dong Yongjing upstairs.

Touching his nose, Dong Yongjing retracted silently, "No, pretend I didn't say anything."

"Then, how about I send the prince back?" Seeing Dong Yongjing shrinking back, Chu Yuan asked.

"Huh?" Ling Xuan hesitated for a moment, glanced at Chu Yuan, and nodded, "Okay then, let's go, the carriage is at the door."

Chu Yuan followed Ling Xuan into the carriage, sat aside but didn't speak, and Ling Xuan didn't care. Chu Yuan's character has always been like this and he doesn't like talking very much, but Ling Xuan knows that he is a good person and knows how to be grateful. original intention.

That's why I pulled him into my circle after meeting him at the beginning, but it was because I was too duty-bound to be so restrained, and I usually just watched a few people fighting.

Chu Yuan is already in his twenties this year, and the oldest among them feels like a big brother, "Here, you can get down here, I'm going back to the palace."

The carriage slowly stopped in front of the gate of the palace. In front of it was the magnificent palace. Chu Yuan took out a book from his arms, "This book is the only copy I found recently. I don't know if the prince still cares about it recently. Dedicate it to the prince first."

"This is it." Ling Xuan took the book when he saw it, "Thank you very much."

"Don't dare." Chu Yuan took a few steps back with a smile, "Respectfully send the prince off."