Chapter 225: My son can maintain his dignity when he is old!

I went back to the inn to get the carriage, which was the one Helian Chaolu took when she came here, but it was of a different make.

He took the calligraphy that he had bought at a high price and headed towards the prime minister's residence.

Captain Li continued to follow, and he would not stop them as long as they did not do anything extreme.

But I felt in my heart that it was a wasted trip. It was not possible to meet Prime Minister Pei just by saying so.

It's just a formality. I guess he'll stop caring once he's turned away.

At Prime Minister Pei's residence, his servant knocked on the door, said a few words to the doorman and then walked back.

What did you say? How could it be so easy? Then the door opened.

Captain Li: ...

No, when did Prime Minister Pei become so easy to see?

The subordinate reported back, saying that today was Prime Minister Pei's day off, and his expression was indescribable.

No one is stupid. Why would Prime Minister Pei meet someone who comes without a visiting card, especially someone from the border area?

Helian Chaolu had a calm expression and showed no sign of timidity after getting off the carriage. She strode inside.

He looked so taken for granted that if you didn't know him you would think he came here often.

Captain Li said nothing and stood closely behind her.

It would be fine if he acted arrogantly in a restaurant, but if he dared to do so in the Prime Minister's residence, he must be stopped immediately.

The butler remained silent and just led the way.

Captain Li kept staring at Helian Chaolu and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this person was really brave.

Didn’t you see the brothers behind him, who were all huddled together, staring straight ahead, looking unusually serious.

As for this girl, she looked left and right as if nothing had happened, not worried at all.

In this way, they walked all the way into the reception room. Sitting at the top of the table was Pei Xuanyun, and next to him was the eldest son whom they had just met today.

It was a day off today, so Pei Xuanyun naturally did not wear his official uniform. He wore a white gauze midi with a pine flower green half-sleeved gauze shirt over it.

She did not wear a belt, but only a black twisted silk ribbon loosely wrapped around her waist.

The slightly open collar reveals half of the camel-hair coat, which absorbs sweat without sticking to the body.

She wore her hair without a bun, but only a wooden hairpin inlaid with malachite, looking relaxed and comfortable.

"Greetings to Prime Minister Pei."

Captain Li took the lead in saluting, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Helian Chaolu also saluting formally.

It is slightly different from the eagle-stroking ceremony at the city gate, with an additional step added at the beginning:

The right toe rolled over the blue bricks, and the arms fluttered slightly like the wings of an eagle, as graceful as walking on clouds. Obviously, this etiquette was more solemn.

Pei Xuanyun did not stand up, but bowed slightly. Haodaer returned the greeting politely.

Pei Xueqi was worried.

During the previous reception, he only mentioned his official position and did not introduce his family background.

This is also common sense. Do you have to shout "My father is the prime minister of this dynasty" when you meet him for the first time?

Everyone in Fengjing City knew about it, and he didn't care whether Helian Chaolu knew about it or not.

This is the logic, there is nothing wrong with it.

But later he went to Qizhen Pavilion and happened to see his father's calligraphy being sold there, and he spent a full 20,000 taels.

Would Helian Chaolu think this was a setup? To trick her into buying it?

The more Pei Xueqiao thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and he couldn't help but secretly observe the other person's expression.

As a result, Helian Chaolu turned a blind eye and just looked up at her father.

So she knew from the beginning?

"What is the purpose of Helian's visit?"

Helian Chaolu stepped forward, and Captain Li immediately followed, staying close to her.

But she came closer, held up the scroll with both hands and presented it to him.

"I came across Prime Minister Pei's calligraphy and I paid a large sum of money to buy it. I would like Prime Minister Pei to verify whether it is an authentic work."

Pei Xuanyun took it and unfolded it without any expression. He was stunned after taking a glance at it.

Isn't this the painting I gave to the Sixth Princess a few days ago? Why is it back again?

There's no need for any authentication. How can you mistake what you wrote? It's absolutely correct!

Taking advantage of the cover, Pei Xuanyun glanced at Haodaer and guessed most of the situation from his evasive expression.

Putting the scroll down, he said casually, "A large sum of money, you say?"

"Yes, two thousand taels of gold."

The beard trembled slightly, so subtly and fleetingly that it was difficult to notice if you didn't look closely.

Wow, Lao Pei exclaimed in his heart, wow, this guy is really bold to ask for a price!

He suddenly had an impulse: he wanted to give all the calligraphy and paintings in the study to the Sixth Princess.

If you don’t want the extra, you can just split it in half!

“It was indeed my own hand.”

"That's good."

"Could you please help, Prime Minister Pei?"

"How can I help?"

"To become famous."

To put it simply, Helian Chaolu took out an envelope from her bosom and handed it over.

It was exactly the same as the one she had received before, with three poems in it, but she had just copied them again.

Pei Xueqiao on the side sighed.

Sure enough, who would spend two thousand taels of gold to buy a calligraphy piece from his father?

This is an attempt to increase the value of his father's calligraphy, but in fact he really has something to ask for.

He was thinking about how to start the conversation and save her some face. After all, the deal was done right under his nose.

After Pei Xuanyun unfolded it, “Last night the rain was sparse and the wind was strong”, huh?

That’s not right. Those two poems were confirmed by him, so how could they not be?

As he read on, Lao Pei's expression became more and more solemn.

Whose poem is this!

He raised his head and looked across with burning eyes, only to be met with a pair of extremely calm eyes.

Did she write it herself?

But the mood of the third poem is not something that a little girl can write.

The first one doesn’t look like it either. Where did the crabapple tree come from in the northwest border garden?

If one can create such poems by reading and imagining, why do they need to prepare poems for him?

Old Pei wanted to ask about the origin of the poem, but he suppressed his curiosity.

Even in his own residence, he was unwilling to reveal any flaws.

"What a gift of writing! My son is far inferior to me."

Huh? Pei Xueqiao was stunned. How could he be inferior?

Helian Chaolu bowed, turned and left.

He didn't even say goodbye, nor did he mention the calligraphy he bought at a high price.

You need a reason to visit in the first place, and it has already fulfilled all the functions.

Captain Li didn't understand, so he saluted hurriedly and followed again.

"Father, are you...promising?"

Pei Xueqi never thought that his father would actually agree to the other party's request to become famous.

Just when he was lost in thought and felt that his father's majestic image was beginning to waver, three pieces of letter paper were stuffed into his hands.

After reading it quickly, I was completely dumbfounded. Is this a poem written by Helian Chaolu?

"Comparable?"

Hearing his father's question, Pei Xueqiao pursed his lips.

After pondering for a long time, he shook his head and said, "It's a far cry."

Pei Xuanyun stood up, patted Haodaer on the shoulder, and strode away.

As an old prime minister, he felt that he did not have the magnanimity to use his reputation as a ladder for other people's daughters.

But as for his son...it's always right to be humble, studious, and never stop learning.

What's more, he himself said it was not as good as it seems, so no matter how much you say it, it makes sense.

In the afternoon, the lively events in Songtao Pavilion and the frontier poem became a hot topic.

As a result, news came from the Prime Minister's Mansion that Prime Minister Pei personally asserted that his son's literary talent was far inferior to Helian Chaolu's.

The whole place is in an uproar!

Qin Zhaoyue, who had a good nap, also heard the news, but he felt nothing in his heart.

As night fell, the group had dinner early and disguised themselves beyond recognition.

Under Yinzhe's cover, he left the princess's mansion quietly.

It was not until they reached an empty corner of the target market that their whereabouts were revealed.

Qin Zhaoyue, with his coat open, walked ahead without caring about his relatives.

His head was tilted and tilted up, looking so defiant.

Sui Mo behind her looked at her back, wondering why her master looked so excited.