Chapter 40: My brother and I are connected by heart, and my brother is always using his brain to trick me.
"How about it? Let father give him a good lesson."
Ye Zheng walked out of the martial arts hall with gritted teeth and grinned. Ye Ling'er came towards him and said with a smile.
Glancing at her, Ye Zheng pointedly said, "You only see the new people laughing, but not the old people crying."
Ye Ling'er was stunned for a moment, her smile froze, she looked away, looked at the full moon in the distance, and laughed, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."
Then he reacted and retorted, "What newcomer or old friend? To be honest, Wan'er and I have known each other longer."
"So, my sister-in-law doesn't care?" Ye Zhengli said.
The marriage has not yet been completed.
Having long been accustomed to her brother's thick skin, Ye Ling'er's facial features were twisted and she looked worried. Then she gave up on herself and spread her hands, "What do you want me to do? Wan'er said she doesn't like Fan Xian, and Ruoruo said her brother doesn't want to marry Wan'er, so I..."
"You have met Ruoruo's brother twice. What do you think? Tell me about this man. If he has any good qualities at all, I will do my best to mediate and bring him and Wan'er together." She suddenly said.
Ye Zheng wanted to reply, "It's not necessary," but changed his words and said, "Your opinion is not important. What does Sister Wan'er think?"
Ye Ling'er hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Sister Wan'er asked me to ask you for a favor. Arrange for her to meet with Fan Xian and talk it out. If they both reject this marriage proposal, I don't think His Majesty will force them to get married."
Ah.
What do you think Lao Deng is?
Lao Deng has anticipated and implemented solutions to any problem you can think of.
"Please don't tell anyone that I helped deliver it. It would be bad if Ruoruo knew about it. I really am..."
I started to feel troubled again.
Ye Zheng nodded, stretched his muscles, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and praised softly, "The moonlight is really nice."
"Hey, Ye Zhuangzhuang, don't leave, give me something~"
Ye Ling'er watched her brother walk away for a long time before she spoke, "Okay, I'll arrange it."
……
The next day
South City Military Division, Prison Cell
"Master Fan, don't worry, there is no need to tell about your relationship with the adults."
Zhongli led Fan Xian for a while and they came to a clean, sunny single room where Teng Zijing was sitting cross-legged and regulating his breathing.
"Master Fan, you can chat with him for as long as you want. I still have to take care of things ahead. Just let the jailer know when you leave."
"Okay, please."
As Fan Xian spoke, he prepared to take out some silver or banknotes from his belt.
Zhongli Li took a half step back and said, "Master Fan, I dare not break the rules set by the adults."
"I'll give it secretly and you can take it secretly." Fan Xian glanced around and said in a low voice.
Zhongli looked at him, still smiling, but with a hint of distance.
"Okay, I'll treat you to a drink when I get a chance. That should be okay, right?"
"Oh, thank you in advance. It's a good coincidence. The Military Affairs Department has a lot of official business these days."
"I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going back first."
"Okay, walk slowly."
Fan Xian watched the man leave, and when he looked back at the cell, Teng Zijing had already arrived, separated only by a wooden fence.
"They just locked me up here and didn't ask me anything." Teng Zijing replied without him having to speak.
Fan Xian nodded.
No matter what, he felt guilty for letting the Bingmasi detain Teng Zijing.
"Don't worry, I will find out your matter as soon as possible."
As he spoke, he glanced around again and lowered his voice, "I have already gone to the Inspection Institute and will be able to get the document number D-534 tomorrow."
Teng Zijing's eyes were moved, his lips trembled, and finally he said in a strong voice, "Thank you."
"Hey, I told you I would help you."
"How's the accommodation? Are you used to it?"
"It's much more comfortable than the time I was imprisoned in Kyoto Prefecture."
"... "
"Brother Shi, are you still relieved?"
When Fan Xian came out of the cell and walked to the courtyard of the government office, he happened to meet Patrolman Ye Zheng.
"You really did it yourself." Fan Xian praised him and said seriously, "Thank you for your care."
"Brother Shi, you are really polite. Don't worry. When you find out the whole story, he might be fatter when he comes out of my Bingmasi." Ye Zheng seemed to be in a good mood and joked.
This prompted Zhongli, Wen Di and other archers to echo his voice.
"Your Excellency is right. Master Fan, there is no need to worry."
“Good food, good drinks, and good care!”
"... "
Taking this situation into consideration, Fan Xian nodded secretly.
His brother-in-law is a resourceful man.
This can be seen from the fact that Zhongli refused to accept his hard-earned money in the prison before.
At this moment, Ye Zheng’s control over the Bingmasi is even more evident!
With a wink, he led Ye Zheng aside.
"What's wrong?" Ye Zheng asked.
"You didn't ask him anything?"
Fan Xian's eyes quietly locked onto Ye Zheng's expression.
Ye Zheng glanced over, chuckled, and said jokingly, "Brother Shi and I are close friends, and you are always using your brain to think about me."
Fan Xian's eyes gradually widened, "You still say you are not..."
"Nothing?" Ye Zheng interrupted him and continued, "I really can't figure it out. A sixth-rank warrior, who did he offend? It's the Kyoto Prefecture, the Ministry of Justice, and the Inspection Bureau. Killing people is not enough. There must be something fishy behind him."
The deepest in Qing Kingdom, selected and arranged by Lao Deng himself!
Fan Xian, whose thoughts were exposed, smiled and said, "You said that if I wanted to investigate his injustice, you would help me."
"Yes, I am helping you a little, brother Shi, but please be careful with your words."
"it's the same!"
"It's different." "Sir, Prince Jing is here."
The two were arguing like children when an archer came to report.
Ye Zheng stepped forward to greet him, but after only a few steps, he saw Li Hongcheng walking straight into the courtyard.
"Sir."
Ye Zheng saluted and gestured to the front of the government office. Before he could speak, Li Hongcheng stopped him and said, "Hey, I just came to invite you to my house tomorrow to participate in the poetry meeting. With your talent and literary talent, I believe tomorrow's poetry meeting will be more exciting."
"Poetry gathering? Are there many girls?"
"Auntie... Master Fan, you are here too? That's good, it saves me from having to make another trip. These days, Master Fan's book "A Dream of Red Mansions" has become popular in Kyoto. Your talent is evident from this. Tomorrow's poetry gathering will allow us to make friends with our talent and to cultivate our emotions with poetry. Master Fan, what do you think?"
"I am honored to be invited by Your Highness. I should go no matter what. Unfortunately, I am not free tomorrow. Please forgive me." Ye Zheng refused.
Li Hongcheng frowned.
This…
He originally thought that if he came in person to invite Ye Zheng, Ye Zheng would accept the invitation no matter what.
result…
The stage is set, and a two-person play cannot be without a leading actor.
"Are there many girls?"
Before he could open his mouth to invite her again, Fan Xian asked again.
This guy is obsessed with finding a chicken leg girl.
Li Hongcheng frowned again, suppressed his displeasure, nodded and said, "There are indeed many talented women participating."
"Okay, then I..."
"My Lord, my Lord brother is not free either."
Fan Xian seemed to be about to accept, but Ye Zheng refused.
At this moment, Li Hongcheng felt a little dizzy, with some doubt in his eyes.
Could it be that Ye Zheng saw through the second prince's plan?
It is said in Kyoto that he is intelligent and clever, but he is not that amazing, right?
"Wait!" Fan Xian asked anxiously, "Why am I not free? How come I don't know?"
Ye Zheng bowed to Li Hongcheng and said to Fan Xian, "Brother Shi, let's talk about this later."
Fan Xian felt somewhat embarrassed, and he looked towards Li Hongcheng.
Before he asked, Li Hongcheng said, "The poetry gathering will be held after dinner and before midday. If the Third Young Master has something important to do, can it be held after sunset?"
Two pairs of expectant eyes were focused on his face. He thought about it and felt that there shouldn't be any problem. He could go home and ask his second sister. If not, he could change the day.
In fact, Lin Wan'er was in poor health and had many taboos when traveling.
"It's settled then!" Fan Xian was quite excited.
This guy's mind is now full of chicken leg girl!
"Okay." Li Hongcheng smiled back and quickly said to Ye Zheng, "Third Young Master, you are now considered a standout among our nobles, so please give me a favor, okay?"
We have used words like "our noble family" and "you're doing me a favor".
This shows how much Li Hongcheng wanted to promote this poetry competition.
Ye Zheng could guess a little about its purpose.
These people are all thinking wrongly.
No matter how useless you think Fan Xian is in taking over the inner treasury, it all depends on Lao Deng's wish.
"If I refuse the invitation from the prince, I would be ungrateful."
Just go, and take the young lady along to play with you.
"Okay, I look forward to your excellent work tomorrow." Li Hongcheng held his arm with a look of joy on his face.
Ye Zheng was speechless.
Persimmon, I haven’t finished speaking yet.
"Prince, please send a message to the second lady of the Fan family." he added.
Fan Xianli standing aside closed his eyes.
Okay, okay, you kid.
"Of course. The Second Miss is the most talented woman in Kyoto. It would be a great honor if she could do me the honor." Li Hongcheng facilitated the task assigned by the Second Prince and did not mind saying nice and flattering words.
……
Xining Lane, Mansion
"Your Highness, it's done."
After leaving the Bingmasi, Li Hongcheng ordered his servants to prepare the invitations, and he rushed to Li Chengze without stopping.
"it is good."
Li Chengze held a copy of "Dream of Red Mansions" in his hand without raising his head.
"Your Highness, Ye Zheng's half-stanza really captures the youthful spirit. Nowadays, all the young men with military honors take it (referring to the content of the half-stanza) as a model. Even though Fan Xian wrote The Red Chamber, he may not necessarily win." Li Hongcheng asked in confusion.
Li Chengze looked up at him, and pointed to the Red Mansion in his left hand with his right hand holding a grape, "It's really a wonderful book."
After sighing, he looked up and said nonchalantly, "Win or lose, who wins, it doesn't matter. Besides, didn't I ask you to invite Guo Baokun?"
Of course he didn't want Fan Xian to become famous, but the ones taking the lead were the prince's men, so what did it have to do with him?
Li Hongcheng nodded and stopped hesitating.
Li Chengze's gaze slowly returned to "A Dream of Red Mansions" with a smug smile on his face.
There were some things he couldn't tell Li Hongcheng.
His arrangement...
I only have my aunt...I don't need this favor.
Fan Xian became famous for his poetry, so he got closer to Fan Xian. If the plan failed and Fan Xian still took over the inner treasury, he would be one step ahead of the prince.
Fan Xian’s poetry meeting lost its reputation…
Isn't that what he wants?
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
Li Chengze applauded repeatedly as if he had seen something exciting.
(End of this chapter)