Chapter 91:

"...This line-writing poem has been collected by the old man for many years, and it is even more fortunate to be praised by His Highness today!" Xu Conghuai carefully put away the post, put it in a box padded with brocade, covered it lightly, and then personally picked it up and put it away. Go to the Bogu shelf by the wall.
Xie Zheng watched him move and said modestly: "I am just a kid, and I am lucky enough to have a handed down post. Mr. Xu doesn't need to be too modest."
The slap of Zhu Yuan last night actually made five red marks appear on his face-it can be seen how hard Zhu Yuan was.
After Zhu Yuan left, An Rui found the ointment as soon as possible and applied medicine to him. Fortunately, because of frequent assassinations, he would stock up on medicines wherever he used to go, not to mention swelling and blood stasis ointment.
When I woke up this morning, the red marks disappeared without a trace.
He was suddenly relieved.
It's not that I am worried about the loss of image. It's just that, as the prince, there are palm prints on his face. He doesn't pursue it. Most people will pursue it. If Zhu Yuan is dug out... things will be bad.
Closer to home.
Although the palm marks disappeared, he was still in a bad mood.
He could not go out originally.
However, just two days ago, he received a post from Xu Congren from the Hanlin Academy, the old gentleman in front of him, and invited him to come and appreciate a cursive poem from the previous dynasty.
If it were someone else, he would have been unable to push it off for a long time.
But it happened to be Master Xu Conghuai.
Xu Conghuai, Bachelor of Hanlin, grade five, in charge of Wenhan, prepared for the emperor's consultation and advice. The real power is not high, but it goes straight to Tian Ting.
He had to start the punctuation last time. Now Hanlin is already drafting guidelines for the use of punctuation. If there is no accident, it will be distributed to the prefectures for study before the end of the year, and future official documents will be written based on this model.
The most important thing is, if he remembers correctly, Xu Conghuai will become a bachelor of Wenhua Cabinet in the 22nd year of Chengjia and will be stationed in the cabinet.
There are still ten years.
Therefore, even if the mood is not good... he still comes as agreed.
Hearing what he said, Xu Conghuai stroked his long beard: "His Royal Highness does not need to be too modest. In the eyes of the old man, your regular script is quite good. At your age, if you can persist in practicing, future generations will definitely treat you. Posts are flocking."
Xie Zheng bowed his hand at him: "Mr. is too famous." He has been practicing Chinese for many years, but he has practiced for a few years more than others.
Xu Conghuai waved his hand: "There are many people who learn Chinese characters, but there are few who can persist. Old man remembers, you seem to practice Chinese characters every day?"
"If you encounter a lot of things, you have to stop for a few days."
Xu Cong smiled and said, "In other words, if nothing happens, you must learn Chinese?"
Xie Zheng thought for a while and nodded.
Xu Conghuai looked at him appreciatively: "His Royal Highness is studious." He is not as diligent as a prince.
Xie Zheng's tone was humble: "It's just to be calm and calm."
Xu Conghuai smiled and changed the subject: "After enjoying the post, your Royal Highness is interested in rewarding the chrysanthemum garden that the old man took care of himself?"
"It's a great honor." Although I don't know what Xu Conghuai is doing, since he intends to make friends, Xie Zheng will naturally not refuse.
The two moved to the small garden.
This yard is small, with a few dwarf pine trees planted on the periphery, and the garden is full of chrysanthemums in bloom.
The light muscles and weak bones are scattered, and the golden core is blooming. Jinrui Manyuan is indeed pleasant.
Xie Zheng praised: "Mr. Yaxing."
Xu Conghuai smiled triumphantly: "Others are poetry, calligraphy and painting, and the old man is poetry, calligraphy and painting. Fortunately, he did not disappoint."
His calligraphy is hard to find among literati.
"...This is the West Lake Liuyue, with large petals and slightly drooping; the flower color is bright, like a bright moon facing the water, so it is called West Lake Liuyue..."
Xie Zheng quietly watched the blooming chrysanthemums with him, and An Rui and other attendants quietly followed behind.
When he walked to the moon gate in the northwest corner of the garden, Xu Conghuai stopped and pointed to a pot of blooming chrysanthemums at the corner and introduced: "This is a young phoenix from the fragrant mountain, the petals are clustered, the outer petals spread out like spoons, red and white, and full of colors. At that time, both elegant and beautiful, IKEA is a rare and best product."
Xie Zheng puzzled: "Since it's expensive, why--"
Before the words fell, I saw two girls walking on the other side of the moon gate.
One master and one servant, one after the other, the flower baskets come with one hand.
The little girl at the beginning is about fifteen or six years old, with red and gold branches on her head and gorgeous red and white dresses on her body. Her skin is as bright as a bright moon, her lips are red like scorching flames, her face is curvy and graceful.
Rong Yao Qiuju, Huamao Chunsong. It complements each other with the young phoenix of Xiangshan in front of them.
Xie Zheng's gaze swept away, and then faintly retracted.
Xu Conghuai naturally found out, and asked with a look of surprise: "Yirui? Why are you here?"
The girl has reached the moon's gate. She blessed Xu Cong and said, "Grandfather." She didn't dare to glance at Xie Zheng's direction at all, and whispered softly, "A visitor from Tonghua Academy is coming, and grandmother asked her grandson to pick a few chrysanthemums and set the plate. "
"I'm here to appreciate the chrysanthemum with the third highness, you go back to her, and you will send a pot of chrysanthemum to the guests to make up for it.
"Yes." Xu Yirui blessed her body again, "Grandson retires."
"Go ahead."
Xu Yirui got up and left. When she turned around, she peeked at Xie Zheng next to Xu Conghuai.
Xie Zheng's gaze was fixed on the Xiangshan young phoenix in front of him, as if its gorgeous fragrance made it difficult to move his eyes.
A quick glance was enough for Xu Yirui to see his external appearance clearly. When she retracted her gaze, her cheeks were already glowing and beautiful.
After watching her leave, Xu Conghuai seemed to wake up suddenly, and patted his forehead: "Oh, look at me, I forgot to let her show her a gift."
Xie Zheng paused and said, "It's okay."
Xu Conghuai casually said with emotion: "My granddaughter, it will be sixteen in March. I haven't found anyone yet. The family members are very anxious. They either go out as guests or invite people home. Hey, let Your Highness read the joke..."
When he saw Xu Yirui, Xie Zheng understood why Xu Conghuai came today—he wanted to get married with himself.
Ten years later, the graduate of the Wenhua Pavilion wanted to marry his granddaughter.
His actions in this life are very different from those in his previous life. Not to mention anything else, his reputation is indeed much better. The literati who had only gained the respect of the literati who had been struggling for more than a decade in his previous life have now won the title less than weak.
If he agrees to Xu Conghuai's words, the future will surely be even more powerful.
Xu Yirui's face is like a hibiscus, and her face is more than Qiuju, and her appearance is worthy of the mother's world. With Xu Conghuai's teaching and guidance, she must be superior to others.
When his main room is more than enough.
The eldest granddaughter of the Xu family in the previous life seemed to be married to a prominent family in Lichuan, far away from imperial power... If he agreed to this marriage, the princes in Beijing, even Xie Yu, who was married to Zuo Shilang from the official department, could not match the dust.
The knuckles of the fisted hands that were hidden under the sleeves turned white.
As long as he responds...
His thoughts turned sharply, but only for a moment.
Xie Zheng finally spoke slowly: "There are women in a family, and the husband is well-mannered and has a good family education. Your granddaughter will definitely find someone suitable."
Completely polite. She was neither called Miss Xu nor praised Miss Xu, and did not continue to talk about it, such as asking who she had talked about, for example, what requirements... Only Xu Conghuai was mentioned, and her rejection was bare.
When the voice fell, Xie Zheng felt relieved all over.
Xu Conghuai smiled slightly, and then laughed: "Hey, I will talk to you about this, walk around, we will continue to enjoy the flowers, enjoy the flowers~~"
An Rui glanced at the other side of the moon gate regretfully, and sighed in his heart that rosy faces are causing troubles, and rosy faces are causing trouble~

After leaving Xu Mansion, Xie Zheng, who got into the carriage, let out a sigh of relief.
"Master?" An Rui asked softly.
Xie Zheng waved his hand: "Go to the Qin Mansion." I asked Mrs. Qin for help last night, so I have to explain it today.
"Yes."
Xie Zheng closed his eyes.
An Rui watched his fingers on his knees gently and slowly, and he didn't dare to breathe. This happened when his master was thinking about major issues.
Quiet all the way, Qin's Mansion arrived soon.
Xie Zheng entered the courtyard of Mrs. Qin directly from the side door.
Mrs. Qin, who had received the news in advance, had already dismissed the people in the house, leaving only a confidant serving tea.
After seeing Xie Zheng, she hurriedly asked: "What happened last night? Did you talk to that girl Zhujia......" She hesitated. "You can't do that and other things!"
Xie Zheng paused and shook his head: "Don't worry, grandma, I and Zhu Sanqing are innocent."
"Which innocent girl is still outside with men at night—"
"Grandma." Xie Zheng interrupted her, "She just encountered some accident and delayed the time to go home. I happened to meet, so I will ask you to help cover it."
Old lady Qin stared at him suspiciously: "Really?"
Xie Zheng calmly said: "That's natural." He looked back at Mrs. Qin, "My grandmother can't trust her, is it possible that he can't trust me?"
"Yes." Mrs. Qin patted her chest, "You came to me in a hurry, and scared me..."
"It's just a trivial matter." Xie Zheng calmed her up, "I came here specially to explain to you, so that you won't worry."
"Hey, as long as people are okay." Mrs. Qin thought for a while, "What accident happened to Miss Zhu?"
Xie Zheng downplayed: "Her carriage was shocked by the animal and broke the wheel. I happened to pass by, so I helped to repair it. It's just that after all, I and her are unmarried and unmarried, so getting together is always inappropriate. Come out and play a guise."
Mrs. Qin knew clearly: "No wonder... it's okay." The conversation turned, "Speaking of this unmarried man and unmarried woman, I have to mention your marriage. I said, I'll give back and forth. You have found dozens of girls. Which girl do you really like?"
Xie Zheng paused.
Mrs. Qin glanced at him, smiled, and gestured around: "You can see clearly, except An Rui is my confidant, she won't spread the word." She smiled, "So, just straighten whichever you like. Say, when I look back, I will make a proper post for you, so that you can get married next year and hold a baby in the next year~~"
Get married and hug your baby?
Xie Zheng pressed his lips subconsciously, as if he could still feel the softness of last night.
"Your Highness?" Old Lady Qin suspiciously.
Xie Zheng regained his senses. He tapped his finger on the armrest, and he asked softly: "Grandma, you can't have both fish and bear's paws. If you choose, how would you choose?"
Mrs. Qin was stunned: "Why do you suddenly ask such a question?"
Xie Zheng raised his eyes to look directly at her, and then asked: "If what you like is in conflict with what you want, how do you choose?"
Mrs. Qin thought for a while, and slowly said: "I have gone through decades of wind and rain, and now I am enjoying my old age. It is not easy. Although I don't know why you are troubled..." She glanced at Xie Zheng's persistent expression and smiled. "I don't think there is a conflict between what you want and what you like. Why can't the things you like become the way of vision?"
Pull away the clouds and mist to see the sky.
Xie Zheng was loose.
"In that case," he curled up his lips and smiled, "then my grandmother will bother me and my marriage with Miss Zhu San."
Mrs. Qin: "...Huh?"
When did they talk about marriage?
She was still dumbfounded, Xie Zheng then asked again: "Grandma, you have a lot of things, do you know how to make the little girl happy?"
Mrs. Qin:? ? ?
She is getting older and her ears are not working well?