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In the bitter summer season, the scorching sun has been exposed to the sun for more than half a month, making the ground turn white. The past two days have been rare and cool, the wind is a bit dull, and it looks like it's going to rain.
There is a small school ground in the west corner of the East Palace, which is the place where swordsmanship and archery are taught, and art of war is explained. Today, it is the Lunar New Year holiday once a month, and Fu Li is also here.
"Since you were sent to the Imperial College by Fu Shoufu, it has become more and more difficult for me to see you." Zhu Wenli, dressed in a vermilion riding and shooting martial arts robe, pulled out his sword an inch, and the cold blade reflected his thick black eyebrows and eyes , casually said, "Brother Dahuang is a concubine, ten years older than me, and we don't meet twice a year. Brother Erhuang is addicted to pleasure, and I don't have much to talk about with me on weekdays. Only when you come, can I find you. Have some fun."
?Besides, Fu Li was dressed in a crimson purple martial robe, which made his face even more handsome. He leaned against the fence of the school grounds and wiped his sword. After a long time, he said: "When you become an emperor, you will only see the country and no self in your heart, and you will be even more lonely."
Zhu Wenli closed his sword and said with a smile: "Don't you still have you. From now on, I will be the king and you will be the minister. After three years of scientific examination, you will enter the palace to assist me."
Fu Li wiped the blade of the sword with a cotton cloth in his hand, and said without thinking, "I won't take part in the scientific examination."
Zhu Wenli seemed to have expected him to say this, and he was not surprised on his face. He only reminded him: "Isn't Fu Shoufu strongly opposed to your joining the martial arts?" After a pause, he said, "Actually, I can understand Your father's concerns. The Fu family is already the head of civil servants, if the son becomes a general again, there will inevitably be suspicions of usurping power."
Fu Li raised his eyes from behind Jianfeng, and said calmly: "I have a path I want to take."
He clearly planned his life without any hesitation or compromise. This is what Zhu Wenli admired most about Fu Li. Thinking of this, Zhu Wenli walked over and patted Fu Li on the shoulder. The young Prince Chu smiled with gentle eyebrows, and said approvingly: "That's good. There are too many literati in the court who can only talk and shake their lips. What is lacking most is a general of tigers and wolves who can keep a safe place. In the future, you will guard me." , I am more at ease."
For some reason, the topic came back to the Imperial College. Recalling the previous exam, Zhu Wenli blurted out: "This year the Imperial College is very different, and there are many talented people. When you accompanied me to study in the past, the Tai Tuo always only praised you. I never thought you'd lose to a girl, such an interesting girl."
The dark clouds covered the sun, and the wind blew up on the plains. Zhu Wenli couldn't help laughing, with a gleam in his eyes, and then said, "Jiang Yan is rare in appearance, but also beautiful in heart. She is really a treasure."
Fu Li paused for wiping his sword. He and Zhu Wenli have known each other since they were young, and they have been in love for ten years. With the blink of an eye, he knows what the other party is thinking.
Putting the sword back into its sheath, Fu Li squinted his eyes and said with displeasure, "Let's compare swords."
The topic changed suddenly, Zhu Wenli was stunned for a while before he realized it, and said happily: "It's just what I want, my hands have been itchy for a long time, and there is no one in the palace who can fight."
"Because you are the prince's honor, they are just showing mercy." Fu Li told the truth, and then stood up with his sword in his hand, assuming a posture of preparing for battle. He was wearing a purple robe and soap boots, and the hair hanging behind his ears fluttered slightly in the wind. He stared at Zhu Wenli and said in a deep voice, "Old rules, the loser promises the winner one thing."
"Okay! If you lose, I'll let you wear a maid's skirt and go back to the Imperial College!" Zhu Wenli shouted softly, and drew his sword to stab.
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The long sword was unsheathed, and there was the sound of a dragon chant. Fu Li lightly blocked Zhu Wenli's first move, and hummed, "The servant taught you how to ride and shoot, and it's getting more and more watery." The blades collided, and powerful energy surged along the blade, making Zhu Wenli's mouth go numb from the shock, and he almost wanted to let go of the weapon!
Zhu Wenli took two steps back and stood firm. The bloody young man was aroused to fight, he adjusted his posture and slashed across, Fu Li turned around to avoid it. Seeing the opponent's gap, Zhu Wenli swiped with his short body and crossed his legs, focusing on Fu Li's unsteady foot, trying to take the opportunity to knock him to the ground.
Unexpectedly, Fu Li's reaction was astonishing. With a kite propped on the ground by his sword, he turned over and stood firm, then raised his left foot and stepped on Zhu Wenli's sweeping leg and nailed him to the ground, making him unable to move. Zhu Wenli gritted his teeth, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he was about to struggle when a long sword of autumn water came across, the tip of the sword was only an inch away from the tip of his nose.
Fu Lisong put his sword back, looked down at Zhu Wenli against the light, and said, "Your Highness has lost."
Unexpectedly defeated so quickly, Zhu Wenli looked at a clear shoe print on his leg, a little embarrassed, and gasped: "Presumptuous!"
Fu Li stood with his sword in his arms, slightly raised his chin: "In the arena, there is only winner and loser, and there is no distinction between ruler and minister. This is what His Highness said personally."
Zhu Wenli was speechless to refute.
After a while, he raised his hand and patted the shoe prints on his legs, and said discouragedly: "Forget it, as the prince, I should put benevolence and morality as the most important thing, martial arts are just a pastime, It¡¯s not a shame to lose to you Say, what do you want me to do? "
When no one else was around, Fu Li and Zhu Wenli were like brothers and close friends, and their words were much more straightforward. He looked up at Zhu Wenli, and said bluntly, "Stay away from Jiang Yan, she is not as simple as you imagined."
For a moment, Zhu Wenli's expression was a little complicated. He didn't expect Fu Li to say such a sentence, and he didn't expect that Fu Li, who was always cold and proud, would speak to him for a girl.
Intuitively there must be something inside this matter.
The sweltering wind swept over the ground, and the lower garments of the teenagers rustled. Zhu Wenli slowly stood up straight, his gentle and bright brows were frowned, as if he was quite puzzled and embarrassed. He rolled his Adam's apple a few times, and Fang was slightly puzzled, "What aspect do you mean by 'not simple'?"
Fu Li didn't answer directly, but asked instead: "You want to see Jiang Yan, because you want to marry the Jiang family in Qin and Jin Dynasties?"
"This is something you can intervene in? Fu Li, you are getting bolder and dare to intervene in my private affairs." The words were a bit harsh, but Zhu Wenli's face was still calm and gentle, and there was no anger. After a long time, he put the sword on the stone table and said in a compromised way, "My fair lady, a gentleman is very good. Why not?"
"What if she already has a marriage contract?"
"who?"
"I."
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The clouds covered it, and the surroundings were quiet.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Wenli opened his mouth, sneered in a concealed manner, and asked, "Are you joking?"
"I never joke." Fu Li said in a soft but serious voice, turning his head to look at the cornices of the pavilion in the distance, "I don't want you to get into trouble because of her."
Zhu Wenli was rarely in a daze, and didn't know what to say for a while. He sighed, and looked side by side with Fu Li at the distant eaves, and asked, "You want to marry her?" As soon as the words came out, he seemed to think of something, with obvious melancholy in his tone, "I can't blame my mother for having intentions Mr. Dingguo always politely refuses to match you with Cousin Wanqing."
"The Jiang family has a kindness to the Fu family, so grandfather made this agreement." Fu Li said these words smoothly, as if stating an unchangeable fact, and it was rare that he did not feel disgust or resistance.
"Duke Dingguo's baby kiss for you?" Zhu Wenli seemed to see a glimmer of hope, turned his head to look at Fu Li's cold side face and said, "Aren't you the most disgusted by elders interfering in your life affairs? The old man forced it for you You won't like the engagement, right? If so, don't force yourself, maybe I"
"It's getting late, I'm leaving." Fu Li obviously didn't want to continue this topic, clasped his fists and said 'retire', then turned and left.
Zhu Wenli looked up at the sky, it was not yet noon, why did he say 'it's too late'? He stood alone for a while, looking at Fu Li's back, with a look of struggle in his eyes, like clouds in the sky that linger for a long time.
On the other side, Fu Li quickly turned around the palace wall and stopped suddenly.
What am I doing? He questioned himself: Why did he confess to the prince about his marriage contract with Jiang Yan? But if Jiang Yanzhen abandons him and chooses the crown prince, how can the Fu family save face?
Yes, even if the engagement is to be retired, the Fu family should retire first. Fu Li struggled for a long time before he came up with this clumsy reason to comfort himself.
At night, it really was a squall, with thunder and lightning.
In the early morning of the second day, the rain stopped, but the ground was still a little wet. There were puddles and puddles on the bluestone bricks, reflecting the clouds in the sky and the shadows of remaining flowers.
Since being punished by Cen Siye to face the wall last time, Jiang Yan didn't dare to go to the Goulan to listen to stories, but found a new place to go to a tea shop to listen to stories from people in the market.
On this day, Jiang Yan got up early in the morning, tied up her long hair with a wooden hairpin, still dressed as a plain boy, and planned to sneak out to drink tea and listen to books on the last day. Unexpectedly, when he went out happily, he ran into Cen Siye and Fu Li at the door.
"Since you are going to help him, you will also send the old man's small gift along with it. That child is a poor man, and after so many years, I don't know how Miss Qiao's illness has become." Cen Siye sighed, with a rare gentle face.
At the door, Fu Li was dressed in a sandalwood round neck uniform, took the money bag from Cen Siye with both hands, lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "Your wishes, the student must pass on to the Cheng family. It's just that his family has a female family member, so it's not convenient for the student to come in." Condolences, I don¡¯t know how sick I am.¡±
Cen Siye said: "Oh, it's a pity that neither the old couple nor their daughters are in Yingtian Mansion, otherwise the family members must go to help them."
Hearing that the corner of the wall is not the work of a gentleman, Jiang Yan planned to go out by the west gate, so as not to be interrogated and endorsed by Cen Siye after bumping into Cen Siye. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, Cen Siye saw her sharply, and called out in a deep voice: "Jiang Yan, you came just in time."
Jiang Yan's back froze, suddenly feeling bad.
Sure enough, Cen Siye's hoarse voice came dryly: "If you have nothing to do, then go to Yuan'an Lane in the western suburbs with Fu Li to comfort Cheng Wen's sick sister and mother."
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Fu Li (secretly happy): Is this a date?
Thank you, Ah Fei, for the second update today~
Thank you "", Xiamen Girl, Dongniang and other cuties for the nutrient solution~
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Fu Li (secretly happy): Is this a date?
Thank you, Ah Fei, for the second update today~
Thank you "", Xiamen Girl, Dongniang and other cuties for the nutrient solution~
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