Chapter 210 Bo Qiaohui 22
"Are you the Golden Prince?"
A somewhat arrogant young man glanced at the somewhat old-fashioned man next to him. His tone was not friendly at all, but rather as if he was evaluating some rare animal.
"That's me."
Jin Wangsun just frowned slightly. Although he didn't know why the other party's attitude was so strange, he didn't intend to delve into it.
But the man was not about to let him go: "Hey, I heard you're very famous in Chang'an, why didn't the prince summon you first this time?"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince naturally has his considerations."
Jin Wangsun didn't want to argue any further. Before he could get up and sit down, the man sneered, "What else can I consider? It's because you are mediocre and can only be inferior to others."
Bo Xiang walked in just after he finished saying this.
"I suppose you are Bo Xiang, Master Bo?"
As soon as the man saw Bo Xiang's attire, he knew that he was also a candidate. Then he thought of the information he had heard, and quickly put Jin Wangsun aside and walked up to him quickly with a flattering look on his face.
Bo Xiang also smiled and said, "You are so embarrassed. I am just a commoner. How can I call you a sir?"
"Hey~ You're the Crown Princess's elder brother, the Crown Prince's brother-in-law. Isn't this position a piece of cake? We're just congratulating you in advance, right?"
The man gestured for Jin Wangsun to take over as he spoke, but unexpectedly, Jin Wangsun frowned and said, "What are you talking about? Studying and becoming an official depends on ability. How can it be based on nepotism?"
"Where did you come from, you idiot? You still want to be an official? Go back to your hometown as soon as possible."
"Who is this?"
Jin Wangsun didn't want to answer, but since the question was directed at him, he bowed and replied somewhat stiffly, "I am Jin Wangsun."
"Brother Jin, I've heard of you." Bo Xiang ignored the other man and began discussing his writing. Jin Wangsun, who had initially been just giving him a casual chat, gradually became drawn in, and soon the two of them were chatting animatedly, completely ignoring the others.
"Your Majesty is now promoting the teachings of Huang Lao in order to give the people a rest..."
Before Bo Xiang could finish, a eunuch walked into the hall and said, "Master Bo, the Crown Princess invites you."
"Wait a moment," Bo Xiang said to Jin Wangsun, who still had some unsatisfied look on his face. "I haven't seen the Crown Princess for a long time, so I'll have to find another day to talk with Brother Jin."
"This is serious business. After meeting Brother Bo today, I realized that there are people beyond me. I will definitely come to you to seek advice in the future."
Jin Wangsun no longer remembered the issue of nepotism. He was a man of old-fashioned and straightforward character. Now that Bo Xiang's talent had conquered him, he wholeheartedly admired him, and hurriedly bowed and watched Bo Xiang leave.
Seeing that the person they were trying to curry favor with was actually chatting happily with this poor boy, the people standing by couldn't help but curl their lips and say, "What's there to be proud of? He's just a backdoor guy. Only a talentless person like you would be so eager to curry favor with him."
"How have I ever tried to curry favor with him? Besides, you just said I wasn't the first to be summoned because I had no talent, but Brother Bo was the first to be summoned, and you're saying he got in through the backdoor? What do you think you are?"
"Hey, you kid..."
"No noise allowed in the hall!"
When the guard outside the door shouted, the man ran to his seat dejectedly, but his eyes kept looking outside the door, and his desire was beyond words.
Bo Xiang had long forgotten about the two men and followed the palace maid along a winding path until he finally reached a terrace overlooking the water. Who else could be sitting there if not his younger sister?
"I pay my respects to Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess."
Bo Xiang walked up to Qiao Hui with two quick steps and bowed deeply. Qiao Hui hurriedly stood up to help him, but still failed to stop Bo Xiang from bowing.
"Brother, what are you doing? Just because I'm the Crown Prince's Consort, am I no longer your sister?"
“Etiquette cannot be abolished.”
Bo Xiang stood up and looked at her carefully. Seeing that his younger sister had a rosy complexion and a relaxed brow, he thought that she and the prince were indeed in harmony with each other. He finally felt a little relaxed and not as tense as when he came.
"Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince treating you well?"
Even so, he still wanted to get the answer from his younger sister in person.
"Okay, we're doing fine. Go back and tell father and the other three brothers that Qiaohui is now in the palace, loved by the Queen Mother, taught by His Majesty and the Empress, and that she and His Highness are getting along very well."
Qiao Hui was afraid her second brother wouldn't believe her, so she pointed at him and said with a smile, "Originally, I could only see my eldest brother once at the banquet, but the prince sympathized with me because I've been away from home for so long and made a special trip to help me and my second brother meet here to ease my homesickness."
"That's good. Our family only hopes that you and His Highness will always be well and live a peaceful and stable life." Bo Xiang nodded and smiled as he talked about family matters: "My eldest sister-in-law is pregnant with a girl and has named her Yue Niang. The fourth son still hasn't found a favorite. My father has given up and now spends all day with Aunt Mo to look after his nephew."
"Fourth brother...let him be. You can't force a cow to drink water if it doesn't want to. As for my nephew, he's only thirteen this year. Tell Dad and Aunt Mo not to worry. Pick a few more families and look around slowly. Once you've decided on someone, send a letter to the palace so I can bring some joy to her."
The two of them had barely exchanged a few words when the prince sent someone close to him to invite him in. Seeing that the prince couldn't even endure such a short moment, Bo Xiang finally felt completely relieved.
Although he knew that his sister was capable, matters of the heart were always prone to uncertainty. Now that he had seen it with his own eyes, he laughed at himself for worrying about nothing.
As expected of my younger sister, she can handle love in a simple way.
When the two of them arrived at the banquet, the prince was already waiting impatiently. He spotted his Aqiao from across the corridor and quickly stood up, strode over, took her hand, and said in a complaining tone, "Why are you here so late?"
"Liufang Terrace is quite far from here. Your Highness can't ask me to run here, right?"
Qiao Hui whispered to him, and Liu Qi also lowered his voice: "Then why don't you come in a sedan chair?"
The girl poked him silently with her sleeve, and Liu Qi then noticed Bo Xiang who was standing beside him with his head lowered and his face submissive.
"You are already the Crown Princess, and your brother still has objections to you riding in a sedan chair?"
"...I want to talk to my brother for a few more words, is that not okay?"
"Okay, okay, let's go! The banquet is about to begin." Liu Qi took her arm and put away his smile. He turned to Bo Xiang and regained his noble and arrogant demeanor. Unfortunately, Bo Xiang, who had also consumed the diluted spiritual spring, was very perceptive and had already heard his whisper.
"I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Liu Qi glanced at Bo Xiang, who looked calm and composed. Seeing his sincere and respectful attitude, and making sure that he hadn't heard what he had just said, he spoke calmly, "Well, no need to be so polite."
During the meal, Liu Qi kept glancing at Aqiao beside him. Although his glances were hidden, Bo Xiang could still see them clearly. When Liu Qi spoke to him, he was more cautious in his words, and no matter what topic he addressed, he had a reasoned and meaningful argument.
The Crown Prince was also drawn to his answers about people's livelihood and government administration, and the conversation became increasingly engaging. The remaining two at the table became mere background.
Jin Wangsun felt a little gloomy, but he soon became absorbed in listening. However, a flash of jealousy appeared in the other person's eyes, which was seen clearly by Qiaohui.
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