Chapter 287 Wu Mingjuzi, a depressed scholar

Leng Xuanrong returned to the house and couldn't sleep all night. The next morning, she asked Shouju to go out to inquire about the news of Xiaohan's palace. Shouju came back and said that the gatekeeper of Xiaohan's mansion told him that not long after Leng Xuanrong and the others left yesterday, Mr. Wu took people to leave the palace.

I heard that there were relatives and guards when they left. Leng Xuanrong guessed that after his father returned to the imperial city, he would probably follow Mr. Wu to meet his former acquaintances, so he was a little relieved.

Now Leng Xuanrong can't intervene in their affairs, so she decided to concentrate on what Qi Zongyan asked her to do.

An Longyi's birthday is approaching, and Leng Xuanrong is also very curious about how to arrange this birthday. At this time in her previous life, Leng Xuanrong was preparing for the assassination of An Longyi in the Prime Minister's mansion, so this period was also the time when she tried to find out about the arrangements in the Prime Minister's mansion. Leng Xuanrong can more or less recall what he learned at that time, but the current situation is different from that of his previous life. Seeing that Wuming County is going to fight, there are also many instability in the court, and I don't know if An Longyi will hold a big banquet like in his previous life.

Anyway, if you want to know the details of this matter, you must go to the Prime Minister's house. At this time, Leng Xuanrong felt glad that she did not refuse An Pingzhi's invitation to her on the spot. At that time, An Pingzhi said that she could go to him at any time. Now think about it, this made Leng Xuanrong much more convenient.

Although, Leng Xuanrong still felt that running to An Pingzhi for no reason would make him doubt. Just as Leng Xuanrong racked his brains to find an excuse to go to the Prime Minister's mansion, Shouju ran from outside and told Leng Xuanrong that two guests had come to her.

"Mrs. Liang took a scholar..." Shouju frowned and said to Leng Xuanrong worriedly, "Miss, I think that scholar is not good-looking. I'm afraid he is a good person."

Leng Xuanrong frowned when he heard the words, but then squeezed out a smile and patted him on the top of his head and said, "It must be the miserable scholar mentioned by Sister Hua Niang yesterday. His family is dead. Now Enke is going to cancel again, and his face is naturally not much better. Don't worry." After saying that, Leng Xuanrong collected his clothes a little, ordered the guard to prepare the soft sedan chair, and then went to the front hall alone.

In the front hall, the little flower girl was rarely silent. She sat there tasting the tea sent by her servants and looked very leisurely. There was a young scholar sitting beside her. Although the scholar's clothes were still clean, there were several obvious openings. In addition, the scholar did not have a hairpin cap on the top of his head, only tied his hair with a chopstick, and did not wear a jade sachet around his waist. It could be seen that he was a broken scholar.

The scholar sat upright on the Nanmu chair and was attracted by the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall of the main hall. It was not until Leng Xuanrong entered the door that the scholar came to his senses.

Leng Xuanrong just stepped into the threshold of the front hall. The scholar just turned around. The two looked at each other and were immediately stunned.

Leng Xuanrong's heart suddenly tightened and subconsciously said, "Why is it you?"

At this time, the little flower lady hurriedly stood up and ran to Leng Xuanrong. She looked at Leng Xuanrong's white face and asked, "Yo, what's wrong? Sister Xuanrong, what's wrong with you?

When asked by Xiao Hua Niang, Leng Xuanrong suddenly came to her senses and asked Xiao Hua Niang, "Sister Hua Niang, is he the scholar you mentioned yesterday?"

The little flower girl nodded vigorously and introduced to Leng Xuanrong with a smile, "It's this Mr. Liu, who is from Kunyan County. It's fate to meet us thousands of miles away in the imperial city, isn't it?"

After saying this, the little flower girl waved to Mr. Liu and motioned him to come and greet Leng Xuanrong. Mr. Liu came over a little confusedly, bowed his hand and said, "At the beginning of Liu Ming, I will visit the cold girl..." Speaking of this, he hesitated for a moment and then said, "I have had a relationship with the cold girl. I don't know if the cold girl has any impression..."

When the little flower lady heard Liu Mingchu's words, she was surprised, " Mr. Liu, do you think you have seen Xuanrong's sister before?"

Liu Mingchu nodded, "The first time was in Liu Chengzhuang's home, and the second time was in the Drum Tower of Wuming County."

"Ouch!" The little flower girl shook the sweat towel in her hand and said coquettishly, "I also racked my brains to figure out how to get closer to your sister Xuanrong and ask her for help. I didn't expect that you were still old acquaintances. That's good. Since you two know each other, it saves me a lot of words.

When Liu Mingchu heard the words, he hurriedly waved his hand at the little flower girl. "It's not an acquaintance or an acquaintance..." After saying this, Liu Mingchu looked at Leng Xuanrong with some embarrassment.

Leng Xuanrong stood there and only felt a gust of cold wind around her body, which was indescribably uncomfortable.

Leng Xuanrong knew that Liu Mingchu probably thought that Leng Xuanrong may not remember him, but how could Leng Xuanrong forget him? Even if Leng Xuanrong can forget him, he will never forget what happened in Liu Chengzhuang's two life! His short-lived brother is the husband who worshipped Leng Xuanrong in his previous life. Under the red candle curtain, the ferocious body in the brocade quilt, how can Leng Xuanrong forget it!

No wonder the little flower girl said that Liu Mingchu's background was pitiful. No wonder he would throw himself into the river! In this life, Leng Xuanrong knew what the black-hearted matchmaker had done, so she escaped the marriage. Liu Mingchu's brother died and her mother also died because of this. When Leng Xuanrong went to his house, she only saw Liu Mingchu and his father. Leng Xuanrong thought to himself that after he came to Enke, his father also passed away...

"Sir Liu..." Leng Xuanrong tightened her eyebrows, came forward to give a deep bow to Liu Mingchu, and then asked him and Xiao Hua Niang to sit down. After everyone sat down, Leng Xuanrong said, "After a long separation, I didn't expect that we could still meet in the imperial city. I heard from Sister Hua Niang what happened to Mr. Liu. Sister Hua Niang told me at that time was a A bitter scholar, I didn't expect... it was Mr. Liu, you... your father..."

Liu Mingchu sighed and said to Leng Xuanrong, "Since the death of his brother and mother, his father has been depressed. He went down to the imperial city for the exam, and his father was alone at home without taking care of him... Alas... The world is everywhere taking advantage of people's danger, but there are few people who send charcoal in the snow..."

As soon as the words fell, the little flower lady hurriedly took over this sentence and said, "What Mr. Liu said is that it is easy to send charcoal in the snow when people are in danger. How lucky it is to help people when people are in danger." With that, she looked at Leng Xuanrong and said, "Sister Xuanrong, Mr. Liu can't find death. He is really in trouble. If you have any way, you really have to help him."

If someone says this, Leng Xuanrong will be a little disgusted, but it makes people feel reasonable. Leng Xuanrong remembered the sentence that saving people's lives is better than building a seven-level Futu. She suppressed the awkward feeling in her heart and asked Liu Mingchu, "I don't know what Mr. Liu wants me to help?"

Liu Mingchu didn't seem to think that Leng Xuanrong didn't mention anything else and asked him what he wanted. He was stunned for a moment and whispered, "I heard that the cold girl's hands and eyes are full of the sky... I want to find out when Enke will start the test this year... Now he is penniless. If it hadn't been for the relief of the flower girl, I'm afraid she would have been dead on the street. . If Enke doesn't open this year, I have to go back to my hometown..."

It turned out to be for this...

Leng Xuanrong lowered her head and thought about it. What is her hands and eyes open to the sky? I guess it's just the little girl who thinks so. If you put it in the past, she can ask Mr. Haowei that there must be conclusive information about Enke. Unfortunately, Mr. Haowei is now serving in the palace. Du Yilin, the king of Xiaohan, must also know whether Enke will open or not, but Leng Xuanrong knows that the Xiaohan Palace is not his own backyard. I'm afraid it is also difficult for him to see Du Yilin now. It must be more difficult to ask something from his mouth. If one is not done well, it may affect the father.

Who else can know about this?

Leng Xuanrong hardly had to think about it, and the man's face flashed in front of him.

Anpingzhi.

Now, except for Leng Xuanrong can meet An Pingzhi, there seems to be no one to see in this imperial city.

Can An Pingzhi know about Enke?

At the thought of this, Leng Xuanrong suddenly had an idea. Just now, I was still worried about finding a reason to see An Pingzhi. Isn't this a good excuse in front of me? Even if An Pingzhi asks in detail, he can immediately hand over the unfinished Liu Mingchu to An Pingzhi. The key now is to go to the Prime Minister's mansion to find out about the arrangement of An Longyi's birthday. As for Liu Mingchu in front of him, he died once and probably won't die again.

Leng Xuanrong was a little happy, but her face still looked troubled. She slowly raised her head and said to Liu Mingchu, "Son Liu, this Enke should be a major event in the court. There should be news about when the trial will start."

Liu Mingchu sighed when he heard the words. At this time, Leng Xuanrong looked carefully and saw that Liu Mingchu was not only pale, but also thin and scary. His eyes were cloudy and looked lifeless.

"Miss Leng doesn't know anything..." Liu Mingchu had no confidence when he spoke. He smiled bitterly and said, "I heard that He Lijing, the governor of Wuming County, intended to rebel. All the sons from Wuming County were frightened, and the men from other places also intended to alienate us... People from some family have heard the news for a long time. They have gone their separate ways, and the rest are people who have no way and no money... If the imperial court list is not published, where can we get the news..."

Hearing Liu Mingchu's words, Leng Xuanrong recalled the students he had seen in the Degu Tower, and there must be many depressed people now.

Leng Xuanrong also sighed, stood up and said to Liu Mingchu, "Don't worry, Mr. Liu. Although Leng Xuanrong can't say anything, I will do my best to find some news for you guys."