Chapter 253 is different
Zhuang Mohan nodded when he heard this.
The waiter stretched out his hands and lifted them up.
"Let me help you carry your things."
Zhuang Mohan said nothing, rejected him with his actions, walked around and walked straight out.
The waiter had no choice but to turn around and follow.
……
Fan Xian arrived a little earlier. Wearing a white shirt with horizontal stripes, he swaggered into the palace alone.
When I was almost at the entrance of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, I suddenly heard a shout from behind me.
"Lord Fan!"
Hearing the voice, Fan Xian stopped and looked back, only to see Xin Qiwu in official uniform trotting towards him.
"Oh~ Master Fan."
Fan Xian smiled and pointed at him.
"Hey, Master Xin."
Xin Qiwu smiled happily and bowed.
"We are really destined to be together, hahaha."
Fan Xian didn't know how they were destined to meet, but that didn't stop him from smiling and saying some polite words.
“It’s fate indeed!”
After saying that, the two of them walked forward side by side.
Xin Qiwu looked at him with a smile and was about to say something when he suddenly noticed his clothes.
"Hey, Master Fan, why aren't you wearing your official uniform?"
Fan Xian waved his hand and spoke casually.
"It's just a meal. I'm not a high-ranking official."
Xin Qiwu said "oh" and said that this was indeed not a big deal, and put on a smiling face again.
"Master Fan, are you okay after drinking too much yesterday? Have you recovered?"
Fan Xian cried out in fear.
"Beer... burping beer, it's not like it will stop working. A good night's sleep will make everything better."
Xin Qiwu clapped his hands.
"Well, I'll have to toast you a few more times later."
Fan Xian smiled.
"Why do you respect me? I should respect you. You are the superior."
Xin Qiwu laughed.
"Haha, let's toast to each other and have a good time drinking tonight!"
"Easy to say!"
As soon as Fan Xian finished speaking with a smile, the two of them were stopped by the palace guards at the entrance.
The guard bowed to the two of them and said.
"My Lords, we will interrogate you as usual. If you have any sharp weapons, you cannot bring them into the palace."
Xin Qiwu snorted, feeling that the questioning was unnecessary.
"Why bring a sharp weapon to a banquet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was attracted by the sound of bells and drums coming faintly from the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests in the distance.
"Hey, Master Fan, listen, this ritual music was prepared by the Ministry of Rites..."
As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Fan Xian, and was stunned when he saw Fan Xian leaning over and taking out a sharp dagger from his boot.
After Fan Xian handed the dagger to the guard, the guard walked to the side and put the dagger carefully on the table beside him.
After thinking about it again, Fan Xian turned around and asked the guard.
“Does a needle count?”
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to measure the length.
Xin Qiwu: “…”
The guard took a look at the length he was pointing at, his heart tightened and he quickly spoke.
"Uh, no."
Fan Xian immediately reached out his hand to touch the top of his head and walked towards the table.
Xin Qiwu subconsciously followed closely.
After pulling out a steel needle from his right hair and throwing it onto the table, Fan Xian stretched out his right hand and said something.
"Wait a moment."
As he spoke, his left hand reached for the top of his head, and after a moment he pulled out another steel needle and threw it on the table.
Xin Qiwu was watching from the side with his mouth wide open, his eyes almost popping out.
Fan Xian used both hands to carefully feel his head several times, and after confirming that there were no steel needles, he put his hands down and spoke frankly.
"It's gone now."
The guard looked at him strangely, then let out a sigh of relief and bowed.
Fan Xian smiled and looked at Xin Qiwu who was looking at him blankly, and patted his shoulder.
"Master Xin, let's go."
After saying that, he took the lead and walked forward.
Xin Qiwu kept his eyes on him and hurried to catch up.
Fan Xian felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, so he explained to him.
"I've been assassinated before, so I'm more cautious."
Assassination...
Xin Qiwu subconsciously agreed.
"Uh, yes, that's right. It's right to be cautious."
Fan Xian hissed, then remembered something and turned back to ask the guard.
"Hey, can I bring poison?"
Xin Qiwu: “…”
A word popped up in my mind.
My goodness, this is a dagger, a steel needle, and poison. Are you sure you were assassinated? You are the assassin!
"poison?"
When the guard heard this, his eyes widened and he shook his head repeatedly.
"No, no, no!"
Fan Xian tucked his sleeves and walked back. Xin Qiwu was used to it and followed him closely. He wanted to see how many strange things Fan Xian had on him.
……
They had set out late to begin with, and bought two roujiamo on the way, and ate them before entering the palace. Mei Chengan was almost the last batch to enter the palace.
"Cheng'an! Wait for a moment!"
As he was strolling towards the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, the voice of the Second Prince sounded from behind him. Mei Cheng'an stopped, looked back, and bowed.
"Your Highness!"
The second prince walked slowly to his side, arms folded, in the manner of a pre-Qin lady, and walked side by side with him.
"What were you eating at the palace gate just now? I couldn't see clearly from a distance, but you seemed to be eating in a hurry. Was it delicious?"
Mei Chengan smiled.
"Roujiamo, it tastes pretty good, right? I'm just worried that I won't be full at the banquet, so I'm eating some in advance."
The Second Prince tilted his head towards him when he heard this.
"Let's go together. I want to eat hot pot."
Mei Chengan smiled.
"Your Highness knows how to eat."
The second prince smiled.
"It's no fun to eat alone, let's eat together some other time."
Mei Chengan agreed without thinking.
"Okay, do you want to invite the prince to join us?"
The second prince was stunned when he heard this, then he pointed at him and laughed, then hit him on the shoulder and scolded him.
"Don't mess with me!"
Mei Cheng'an also laughed.
They walked a few steps forward with a smile on their faces, and the Second Prince said.
"Hey, let's be serious. The Honglu Temple has done a great job this time. Your contribution is great. I'd like to congratulate you first."
Mei Chengan said modestly.
"Serving the country is my duty. I dare not claim credit for it. Your Highness is too polite."
The second prince turned his head and looked at him twice.
"You really don't care about the credit?"
Mei Chengan looked at him calmly.
“I care, but not that much.”
The second prince thought about it and nodded.
"I see. You are a great man who is indifferent to fame and gain. So I will not recommend you. I will recommend Fan Xian instead."
Mei Chengan smiled.
"No, I can't bear the honor of being a master. I just don't like to compete for credit and limelight. Your Highness, please feel free to recommend him."
The second prince chuckled.
"You have such a bad temper... well, your own comfort is the most important thing."
"correct!"
"Hahaha."
...When the two of them reached the entrance of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, they saw Fan Xian constantly taking things from his body and putting them on the table.
Mei Cheng'an curled the corners of his mouth, and the second prince was a little curious and called him.
"Fan Xian."
Fan Xian turned around and saw that it was the Second Prince and his fellow villager, and he did not stop taking out the medicine.
"Hey, your highness, Lady Xiaomei."
Xin Qiwu and the guards hurriedly bowed and saluted.
Mei Cheng'an felt something was weird when Fan Xian called him "Lady Xiaomei" and couldn't help but twitch his lips.
He and the second prince walked forward side by side and stopped in front of the table.
The second prince took a look at the mess on the table and was a little confused.
"What is going on here?"
As he said this, he wanted to reach out and pick up the small cloth bag that Fan Xian had just thrown on the table to take a look at it.
Fan Xian quickly spoke out to stop him.
"Hey, don't touch it. I made this poison myself. You are not allowed to bring it to the banquet."
The Second Prince was almost touching that thing, but when he heard the words, he paused and quickly withdrew his hand. Glancing at Fan Xian, the Second Prince curled his lips and muttered something in a low voice.
"You are worthy of being Fei Jie's apprentice."
Mei Chengan, who was standing aside with his hands behind his back, smiled when he heard this.
Indeed, no normal person would have the time to carry so many poisons with him. Only they have this habit.
Fan Xian was still searching for poison on his body and didn't respond.
The second prince hissed as he looked at the various kinds of poisons in different packages on the table.
"Poison to death?"
This time Fan Xian responded.
"of course."
The second prince asked for whatever he wanted, big or small.
"Give me a pack."
Fan Xian decisively refused.
"No."
The second prince looked at him.
"why?"
Fan Xian has a good reason.
"If something happens to His Majesty and the Crown Prince, I won't be able to explain myself to them."
The second prince opened his mouth, crossed his arms and smiled.
"Yeah, that's fine."
After a pause, the Second Prince looked at Fan Xian again and spoke seriously.
"Hey, you've done a great job this time. You have a bright future ahead of you. Congratulations!"
Upon hearing this, Fan Xian, who had almost taken out the poison, turned around and bowed to the Second Prince.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
The second prince looked at him and said softly.
"Move around more often, and I can help you in the court."
"Your Highness, you are welcome."
The second prince smiled and was about to call Mei Cheng'an to go ahead, but when he turned around, he saw a court official with a fawning smile on his face, which scared him.
"Meet the Second Prince."
The second prince narrowed his eyes and looked at him.
"You are the inner king of Honglu Temple..."
As he said this, he glanced at Mei Chengan.
Mei Cheng'an exclaimed and spoke.
"Let me introduce you, Your Highness. This is our Honglu Temple Junior Secretary, Lord Xin Qiwu!"
Xin Qiwu looked at the second prince with a charming smile and nodded repeatedly.
"Oh yeah, that's me."
The second prince suddenly realized.
"Ah, now I remember. If I remember correctly, you are a disciple of the Crown Prince."
Upon hearing this, Xin Qiwu's smile froze and he said with an embarrassed expression.
"They are all courtiers, all courtiers."
The second prince narrowed his eyes and walked up to him, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, tilting his head and whispering.
"If you are not happy staying with the prince, you can come to my school, okay?"
After saying that, he patted his shoulder, and Xin Qiwu's body stiffened.
The second prince turned around and looked at Mei Chengan.
"Shall we go first?"
Mei Cheng'an nodded and was about to raise his foot, but then he remembered something and stopped and spoke.
"Your Highness, please wait a moment."
After saying this, Mei Cheng'an patted Fan Xian on the shoulder, waited for him to look at him, and spoke.
"Lao Wang asked me to tell you that he has taken care of it."
Fan Xian was stunned for half a second after hearing this, then nodded.
"it is good!"
Mei Cheng'an nodded and walked forward.
"Let's go first, Your Highness."
The second prince shrugged, turned and walked forward, walking side by side with him towards the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.
Xin Qiwu turned his head stiffly and looked at the second prince's back, wondering what he was thinking.
After quickly feeling around his body again and making sure there was nothing missing, Fan Xian said to the guard.
"Now there really is none left. Don't touch them. There are several of them in here, and I can't even solve them myself."
After saying that, Fan Xian looked at Xin Qiwu, called him, and seeing that he had no response, he reached out and patted his arm.
"Hey! Lord Xin."
Xin Qiwu finally came to his senses and turned around.
"Hey, hey, I'm here."
Fan Xian asked him curiously.
"What are you thinking about?"
Speaking of this Xin Qiwu hissed, his face full of confusion.
"You, you said this banquet, why did the Second Prince come here?"
Fan Xian's mind worked quickly and he said with a smile.
"Of course, it is to win over a genius like Lord Xin."
"Hey, hey, hey."
Xin Qiwu didn't believe such nonsense and said with a reproachful smile.
"Master Fan is making fun of Xin again! The Second Prince is obviously trying to win you over, so why would he win me over, right?"
Just as he was saying this, Fan Xian saw out of the corner of his eye that the prince was gradually approaching the two of them, and he kept making noises with his mouth as if trying to remind Xin Qiwu.
When Xin Qiwu noticed it, the prince was almost walking behind him. When he saw the prince, Xin Qiwu's eyes widened, and after a moment's pause, he quickly bowed.
Unexpectedly, the prince didn't even look at him, and just walked past him under the escort of a group of eunuchs.
Xin Qiwu followed a few steps and explained hurriedly from the side.
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince is wise. Ah Xin Qiwu is absolutely loyal to the Crown Prince and will never change his allegiance!"
"Prince..."
Looking at the prince who never turned his head to look at him from beginning to end, Xin Qiwu stopped and thought to himself, it’s over, it’s over, it’s over…
Fan Xian was still quite loyal, so he quickly stepped forward and shouted towards the backs of the prince and his entourage.
"Your Highness, I testify that the Second Prince did try to win him over, but Lord Xin is loyal and did not agree."
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, I didn't agree!"
The prince who was walking in front finally turned around, but he just glanced at the two of them without stopping.
Xin Qiwu stared blankly at the prince as he walked away, then came to his senses and quickly thanked Fan Xian.
"Thank you, Lord Fan, for your generosity and frankness."
Fan Xian waved his hand.
"Hey~ Lord Xin, why are you being so polite to me? This is what I should do. Don't worry, His Highness is not that stingy."
"Yes Yes Yes."
The two of them walked forward a few steps, and Xin Qiwu let out a sigh and stopped again.
Fan Xian asked.
"what happened?"
Xin Qiwu looked at him.
"That's not right, Master Fan. The Second Prince was clearly trying to win you over just now. So why is he asking you to help me clear my connection now?"
Still discovered.
Fan Xian raised his finger and waved it in front of his face, then uttered a word.
"it's the same!"
After saying that, he quickly ran away.
Xin Qiwu looked at Fan Xian's back for a moment, then waved his hands and shouted.
"It is quite different, sir!"
After shouting, he quickly chased after him.
……
(End of this chapter)
