Chapter 253 The wind and clouds of the capital, plain hand research ink!

The night light was dim and blurred. Several people gathered in a room to discuss something, and each of these people was almost over half a hundred years old, and the oldest had touched the ancient threshold.

"Well... I heard that this man is still the first talent in Bianzhou. In addition to his two contributions in Bianzhou, we have to pay attention to some of this person's appearance..."

"Lord Lu's words are a little more... In the past few days, I sent someone to observe this person, but I didn't see at all that he had the desire to study his homework. He even went to the market to buy a few cuttlefish from Beihai, which really made my generation of students not ashamed... I thought he was actually a vain crazy person in private if he hadn't relied on holy grace!"

An old man who lacked a front tooth and the rest of his teeth were black and yellow touched his nose and said slowly, "Huang Shilang... This is a little careless. Not to mention that the emperor is not a foolful person, just from the words of this person in Bianzhou and the behavior in the two Bianzhou disasters... But he is talented! Although we don't understand why he is a little unindustry after only going to Yuefu once, we have to prevent this from his blindfolding... He and the man walked as far as he could. We have to be more cautious..."

Huang Shilang is the youngest of these people, and he is not as good as his fate, but his official position is not small. At this moment, he is refuted by the old man with front teeth, who is younger than his official position. He is slightly unhappy and immediately retorted, "Don't those adults think it strange? I'm here for the Spring Festival, and I don't read books, but I just know how to play... Even the champion of the calendar department doesn't dare to be so rampant, does it? And I heard that he made a living in a game hall in other places... What kind of talent are these people?"

When everyone heard this, it was not easy to refute. Suddenly, they were silent, but their eyes looked at the old man who had not yet spoken in the field.

The old man with white hair like the stars has long been like snow, but the wrinkles on his face are not deep, and his air looks quite healthy. Although he is the oldest person on the field, he actually looks the youngest and most elegant.

The so-called temperament lies in self-restraint and pattern. The reason why everyone looks at him at this moment when they decide to make a judgment under such needs is that he is the backbone of these people, or that this person is the literati of the world... Even the backbone of the literary minister.

The old man seemed to enjoy this kind of eye-catching and expectant look. Unmoved, he still touched his handsome and beautiful man. After a moment, he opened his mouth solemnly and said, "What you said and what Huang Shilang said are actually the truth... I'm also curious about the emperor. The seventh prince and Yue Wu have black eyes on this person. I don't know why... When it comes to literary talent, poetry alone is naturally not enough to look at the strengths of a talent, and the emperor is not the kind of person who value the talent of poetry... If he is brave, he is only a little more courageous than ordinary people, but this person has outstanding deeds on both sides of literature and martial arts... Once in the eyes of a saint, it may not be all like this if it is said to be luck... Nowadays, the situation in the court is delicate. Although those who are close to Yue Wu do not speak, it does not mean that the opinions of these people are the same as ours... After all, the emperor hasn't made a decision yet, so no matter what about that person, we should pay attention to him... If there is a way, I would like to win this man to our side. After all, his poems are also extremely good to me!"

The most indispensable thing in the capital is the talent, and then he said such a very good comment from the old man's mouth, which made Huang Shilang, who didn't care much, slightly moved. Because when it comes to talent, this old man is the highest existence in the hearts of the literati of Zhao Guo, who has been in the position of the left prime minister of the dynasty with talent.

Wang Wei's words were like a coffin conclusion. The scene immediately began the next round of discussion around his words, followed by various discussions about pulling people or the next step...

Of course, Song Yi didn't know that his current name would become a topic in the mouth of the most important group of people in the imperial court, and he would not know that since the moment he went in and out of Yuefu, he had attracted all the eyes that had not been completely placed on him before and put them on him...

Because I don't know this, some so-called dangers of proximity are not known. Maybe if he knew, Song Yi would feel that Mrs. Yue's decision was actually a failure... Because Song Yi is not inconspicuous, but has long been very dazzling in the eyes of officials in the capital!

Mr. Song Yi is worried that the seventh prince Qin Fang will frequently invite him to make him too dazzling, but the strange thing is that it seems that in order to cooperate with Song Yi's low profile, the seventh prince and Zuo Qianqian have not appeared since the first meeting.

Song Yi has written an encrypted letter and a letter written with cuttlefish juice. Although these two things must not be as credible as Yue Wu's handwritten letter, if the original is really lost, these two letters will certainly come in handy, and Niu Mang's role is to send these three letters in different ways. In the hands of Feng Qingting.

In fact, the most important thing is that it is absolutely difficult to see Feng Qingting. The reason why Song Yi was not worried about this matter and the other two letters he wrote was that Mrs. Yue gave a gift from Feng Qingting when Mrs. Yue and Yue Wu got married. As long as this token is there, then I believe that Feng Qingting will also believe it...

Song Yi is actually most worried about Yue Wu's safety. If Yue Wu is still alive, everything will naturally be much simpler; but if Yue Wu dies, Song Yi will be very sad! It is not only sad that the State of Zhao has lost a respectable general, but more importantly, it is sad that no one has stopped King Kang from becoming emperor...

Judging from Song Yi's position, if King Zhao Ze of Kang ascends the throne, it will undoubtedly be a huge disaster for him!

Song Yi did not send it. Niu Mang quietly left the capital with Song Yi's instructions and a few letters. According to Song Yi, even if all the letters are lost, he must keep Mrs. Yue's token and send it to Feng Qingting. He didn't know whether it made much sense in the end, but he believed that if Feng Qingting was a smart person, he didn't need to see any words. He only needed to see the tokens sent by the Yue family to naturally understand everything.

But in fact, maybe all of this may not work. Because what many people care about is not Yue Wu's attitude, but Yue Wu.

Yue Wu's life and death are what those people care about. As for his attitude, it is actually not a key thing. If Yue Wu dies, no matter how influential he is, it is impossible to affect the general trend in the court.

When Niu Mang left, Song Yi became a lonely person again, and there was no one to talk to. After thinking about it, it seems that only Jiangcheng can find it at any time, but Jiangcheng is not the person Song Yi wants to talk to, so Song Yi began to wander around "not doing the right thing" under the hidden attention of some people...

The most common occasion to wander around is actually near the house of Marquis Du Yu. At first, no one paid attention to this detail. When a group of old guys gradually discovered this problem, they came to the same absurd and unbelievable conclusion...

Is Song Yi actually thinking about the widow in Duyu Hou's house?

The reason why this most ridiculous idea is only derived from Song Yi's traces is that the widow in Duyu Hou's mansion is really the most beautiful woman in the whole capital, and because the identity of this widow is so tricky that her man has died in the battlefield and no one dares to treat her over the years. Extravagant hope... What's more, because the emperor once sealed the widow who was known as the first beauty in the capital...

Song Yi is like a fishy cat swimming by the pond and wants to eat fish. It is obviously itchy, but it is helpless. Several times, he saw a soft sedan chair out of the door and only dared to decorate it far away. Along the way, it was still a pity to find that it seemed that the person in the sedan chair just wandered around some places in the city and then returned home. He had never even got off the sedan chair... It seems that it is too difficult for Song Yi to find an opportunity to talk to him.

On this day, Song Yi took advantage of the fun again. When he returned, he found that the seventh prince appeared in the inn, and he appeared with a delicate and lovely little girl.

Before Song Yi asked confusedly, the little girl took the lead in asking Song Yijiao, "Are you Song Yi?"

Song Yi looked at the seventh prince Qin Fang, seemed to ask, and subconsciously replied, "It's Song Yi..."

At this time, the seventh prince gently took the little girl's hand and said, "Xue'er, the girl's family should be more reserved and be polite to her husband! Ming Zhuan... Let's go to your room to talk..."

Song Yi noticed the intimate gesture and title between the seventh prince Qin Fang and the little girl. He thought about it slightly and led them to their room to drink three cups of tea.

From the beginning of seeing Song Yi, the little girl's eyes have been staring at Song Yi carefully, which made Song Yi slightly uncomfortable.

The seventh prince Qin Fang was even more helpless and had to introduce, "This is my sister Cher..."

Song Yi was finally confirmed from the mouth of the seventh prince Qin Fang, and now he is detained. It's just that the little girl didn't seem to care about Song Yi's arrest and didn't return the gift. She just looked around the room strangely, and then saw the pen and paper. She stood up abruptly and ran over to get it...

The seventh prince Qin Fang couldn't laugh or cry, and the little girl went to the inkstone ink block and began to grind.

All this is almost out of nature. Song Yi looked at this lovely girl suspiciously and didn't know what she wanted to do.

"She wants to see you write." Qin Fang, the seventh prince, saw Song Yi's doubts and said with a wry smile.

Song Yi suddenly realized and remembered the post given last year. At this time, he thought that the little girl was an innocent little girl in the category of poetry and songs, but in fact, the little girl wanted to know whether Song Yi's font and handwriting was really similar to her brother Qin Fang...

The little girl is a good-looking girl, and her pair of jade hands are extremely delicate and crystal clear. Song Yi looked at her ink grinding posture and felt a beautiful beauty, so he looked at the scene of plain ink research and was slightly fascinated!