When the people who were originally watching on the street saw this group of people, they all retreated to both sides. Even the students at the door stopped and looked back, holding their breath and standing in silence. It was not until the group of people slowly arrived at the gate of Gongyuan that some people whispered to each other.

Said: "Who are these people?"

"It looks like it belongs to the Duwei Mansion."

"Oh..."

"So majestic!"

My hand holding the cotton coat suddenly tightened, because in the middle of the group of people, I saw Liu Qinghan!

Unlike in Jixian Hall, today he is not wearing a loose and comfortable gown, but a solemn and neat black riding suit. The navy blue belt is tightly tied, and the buckle is carefully buttoned to the first button, which makes him more and more flattering.

He has a waist like a monkey and a strong figure; his hair is tied up high, revealing his clean forehead and chiseled jaw. Coupled with his dark complexion and rock-like temperament, he is quite majestic.

When I met those clear eyes, my heart seemed to be hit hard, and the cotton-padded clothes fell from my hands.

The student standing in front of me looked at it and immediately said "Hey". He was getting off the horse. Hearing the sound, he turned to look at me and was stunned for a moment.

When our eyes met, my face felt hot, and I hurriedly leaned over to pick up the cotton coat and stuffed it with the student. At this moment, I heard a burst of footsteps coming from the Gongyuan behind me, and a voice sounded with a sneer -

"Who did I think he was? He came here with great fanfare. It turns out to be Mr. Liu."

The voice was frivolous, with a hint of ridicule. I frowned and turned around to see a few officials walking out of the Gongyuan. The young man in the middle, dressed in rich clothes, looked quite handsome, but his eyes were a little weird.

Upon closer inspection, it looks like a pair of snake eyes, staring at people as if they are being hunted, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

I have never seen him before, but I saw that his attitude towards Qinghan seemed not very friendly. On the contrary, Liu Qinghan held a riding crop in his back and raised his hand to him: "Master Ouyang."

Lord Ouyang? I frowned slightly. Could it be that he is Shen Gongyou's adopted son, Ouyang Yu, the Minister of Rites who has risen rapidly in the court in the past two years?

Although he was Shen Gongye's adopted son, he seemed to be just like his biological son. His arrogant demeanor was completely imitated. He came down the steps step by step with his hands behind his back and said leisurely: "Why don't you, Mr. Liu today?"

When you go out to play with the eldest princess, you come to the Gongyuan instead? If you offend the eldest princess and affect your official career, it will be more than worth the gain."

As soon as he said this, several other officials who came out with him laughed meaningfully.

The people around him all looked sideways at Qing Han, with a trace of contempt in their eyes. His face was dark and nothing could be seen, but the tips of his ears were already red.

On the surface, he and Pei Yuanzhen have no direct relationship, but with Pei Yuanzhen following him like this every day, the people in the palace will already spread the news, and he and the eldest princess are even easier to talk to. It is inevitable that the more rumors spread, the more unpleasant it becomes. From Ouyang Yu's mouth

From what he can tell, he is already a person whose success depends entirely on the princess.

In fact, his official career looks easy on the surface, but it is actually much more difficult. Even the captain of the light carriage sounds nice, but it is not a real job. In the eyes of outsiders, he is just an idle prince who is attached to the princess.

Liu Qinghan was silent for a long time before speaking, and his voice was quite calm: "Master Ouyang is joking. It is the emperor who ordered his subordinates to come and monitor the examination room."

Ouyang Yu sneered: "Oh, so I asked you to come and see the door..."

"Sir Ouyang, I am not just here to guard the door, but also to strictly guard against fraud in the examination room and official favoritism. These are all my responsibilities."

"Hmph, Mr. Liu, you are really too busy."

Several officials around also sneered: "Take chicken feathers as official arrows."

"With all the talk, the eldest princess didn't even ask for the title of general."

"Hey, Master Tian, ​​what you said is wrong. If you really become a general, how can the eldest princess see Master Liu every day?"

"Hahahaha..."

"Then Mr. Liu, you should keep a good watch outside. Don't let in any irrelevant people, cats or dogs. Otherwise, the eldest princess will not be able to explain to the emperor."

"..."

Liu Qinghan stood at the foot of the steps, holding the riding whip so hard that veins bulged on the back of his hand.

Not only the back of his hand, he gritted his teeth hard, with an almost twitching expression on his face. Looking at this, it seemed that these people had done this to him not once or twice, and he had endured it with difficulty, but now, in front of Wan

Qianxuezi, I really can’t save my face.

At this moment, the sound of wood hitting the ground and snatching came again from the Gongyuan, and then, an old and leisurely voice slowly sounded——

"The wind and moon on my pen are passing by, and the things in my eyes are getting more and more interesting. Some people ask me how things are going? There is a vast sea of ​​people, and there is no day without trouble."

Following this voice, a clear old man in a gray robe walked out of it. His hair was tied with a plain belt, he was thin and tall, and the robe gave him an aloof feeling. He walked out slowly with a cane, and his eyes were still dim.

Yes, but reflecting the white snow in front of me, there is an indescribable clarity.

Everyone looked up and immediately held their breath.

Fu Badai smiled and said: "It's so lively here."

When Ouyang Yu and the others saw him, their expressions changed, and they handed over their hands honestly: "Master Fu."

"Master Fu?!"

When the students below heard these four words, they all raised their heads in astonishment. His name is not as powerful as the thunder in the heaven. Compared with the emperor's deity, the power of high-ranking officials, and his spiritual influence on people, it is truly

Unparalleled.

All those students secretly said: "He is Master Fu? Fu Badai?!"

"The sage of Shu!"

"What's wrong with his eyes..."

Everyone was talking about it, but he smiled calmly and said softly: "Qinghan."

"Teacher."

"Don't forget what the emperor told you. This time you are selecting talents for the imperial court, and you will see the truth in writing."

"Students know."

Several other officials turned pale with anger after listening to Fu Badai's few words, but he waved his sleeves as if nothing had happened, turned around and groped his way in, saying as he walked: "My lords,

, the candidates have already entered the venue one after another, let’s get down to business.”

Those people looked at each other, but didn't say anything after all. They could only turn around and walk in.

As soon as the troublemaker left, there was silence outside the door. Those students who had not recovered from the calmness of Fu Badai's appearance and realized that the captain was his student all looked sideways, and some murmured: "

He is actually a student of Mr. Fu Da?"

"Why are you related to the princess again?"

"Shh, stop talking. Have you forgotten what Mr. Fu Da just said?"

The discussion gradually subsided, and I stood in the snow coldly, with a thin layer of snow falling on my shoulders, and my breath was cold. After a while, I turned around, as if nothing happened.

Distributed to the people behind him: "You guys guard the door over there; you guys go to East Street to have a look, you go up to the tower..."

The guards obeyed the assignment and went to their respective posts. He stood there for a while and then slowly turned around. He saw that I had been looking at him without moving, so he walked over and said calmly: "This is the queen.

Did the empress order that?"

"Uh...yes, yes."

"Let me help you."

After saying that, he came over and distributed cotton-padded clothes to the candidates with me.

Ouyang Yu had just made such a fuss, and Fu Badai appeared again. All the candidates looked at him with deep meaning, and his face became paler and paler. He did not say another word until the cotton-padded clothes were distributed.

Seeing all the candidates entering the Gongyuan, he turned around to leave. I thought about it and said, "Qinghan."

"..." He froze: "Master Yue, what else can you do?"

"I have something to tell you."

"What words?"

"..."

When I really wanted to speak, I realized that I really didn’t know what to say. The little affection between him and I was there, but if we insisted on not looking back, there would be nothing. Looking at his cold eyes at this moment, what did I think?

I couldn’t say anything, so I could only stand in the snow in silence.

The wind carried snow foam, which fell into my collar. I shrank slightly from the cold. He looked at me, sighed, and said, "Go and sit in the teahouse over there."

"Yeah."

The gate of Gongyuan made a long neighing sound behind him and was slowly closed. Several guards immediately went up to seal the door. He only glanced at it, then led the horse and turned around. I followed him, and the two of us walked away.

In the snow, one behind the other, we slowly walked towards the tea house.

The snow is falling more and more quickly.

When we arrived at the teahouse, he asked someone to take the horse away, and the two of them went up to the second floor. The steward's eyes were also trained in the oil pan. He found us a secluded seat by the window, watching the falling snow outside, and having hot tea.

It was brought up quickly. He poured tea and gently put it in front of me: "Drink some quickly."

"Yeah."

I picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The tea was good tea, with a refreshing fragrance and a hint of mellowness. After drinking it warmly, the wind and snow outside became less anxious.

However, I still don’t know what to say.

He kept looking out the window, and I could only follow his gaze. His horse was tied in a stable under a willow tree downstairs. It was shaking its head restlessly, as if it was about to break free from the reins at any time and run wild.

It seemed that there were shadows of shadow guards all around. I smiled and said, "When did you learn to ride a horse?"

"Learned it in Xishan."
To be continued...