Chapter 29: Impolite Jiang Hui: "No, get out."...
Fuyi was used to the attention, but she was too tired to deal with Chen Jiao's constant barrage of questions, so her responses were weak.
Women are not as physically strong as men, and they are already tired after the long journey. Yan Siqing rested for half an hour after arriving here.
This great musician probably couldn't afford to offend Mr. Chen, so he had to compromise.
Yan Siqing and Jiang Hui abandoned their plan because Chen Jiao looked at them with a gloomy face, but for some reason, after looking around and seeing so many empty seats, he actually came towards them on his own initiative.
Jiang Hui glanced at Yan Siqing and said, "Always looking at others, do you want help?"
Ruo Zhao and Ruo Qin were surprised that the Prince had suddenly mentioned Fu Yi. Could it be because of her stunning beauty after removing her veil? Actually, compared to others, she wasn't that stunning... Why bother, Prince?
Yan Siqing: "I'm just curious if I look like this to others."
She didn't hide it, she was indeed a little sad.
Jiang Hui's teasing and tentative expression faded, and after a moment of thought, he didn't respond to her with a self-answer like "How can she compare to you? Others are not me."
"Everyone's rejection is different. The only thing that matters is the success or failure of the outcome. As for the method, there's no high or low, only one difference."
"Like whether it's rude or not."
oh?
Yan Siqing knew that the opportunity to verify His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's point of view had come.
Chen Jiao: "Gentlemen, I am Chen Jiao, the nephew of the Chang'an Governor. It is fate that we met by chance. I think we can sit at the same table..."
He was about to pull out the chair without waiting for anyone's consent.
Jiang Hui: "No, get out."
More ferocious, more cold-blooded, more arrogant, it exemplifies what it means to be truly arrogant.
Chen Jiao was shocked and felt completely embarrassed. The hall, which had been quiet for a while because of Fu Yi but then became noisy again, was completely silent.
They all looked sideways.
Yan Siqing: “….”
It was indeed very rude, but very satisfying.
Fu Yi did not follow, but stood a few steps away. He was already surprised after seeing this scene. What was even more surprising was that he saw the gentle and dignified person next to the arrogant young man was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips and chuckled.
He probably couldn't help laughing and was amused.
The melting snow and the fresh water bring a refreshing feeling to the bones.
The brutal and arrogant young man looked over there, and everyone looked over there too.
Look at this man smiling.
So the man stopped laughing and served himself some tea.
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It's quiet.
After Chen Jiao reacted, he was about to get angry when the blade landed on his shoulder. Ruozhao behind him stood there without saying a word.
No matter how arrogant and proud Chen Jiao was, he knew how to cherish his life and could only beg for mercy with a pale face. It happened that the shopkeeper came forward to intercede, saying that harmony brings wealth.
Jiang Hui glanced at the shopkeeper and waved his hand. Ruozhao retreated and sheathed his knife.
The others had left, and since they were outnumbered, Yan Siqing was a little confused and asked in a low voice, "He's the governor of Chang'an after all, won't he get into trouble?"
There are quite a few people behind it.
What's more, the Zhou family is not weak, it is one of the aristocratic families.
No matter how powerful Prince Yan's Mansion is, it is now a target. Why does it seem that His Highness is not afraid of it?
"Just a cousin." Jiang Hui said lightly, "The court is in need of people now, and the imperial examination is approaching. After the examination, there will be many positions to be filled. If you really care about your cousin's heir, the Chang'an Governor Zhou Yong can make a lot of arrangements. There are no arrangements now, and he has only made room for the escort. This says a lot."
He did not say it directly: Fuyi was not an important person to the Zhou governor or to the Zhou family.
But he didn't say it clearly, he just added.
"Who to escort, who to escort, this arrangement is not so casual."
No matter what he thought in his heart, he would not trample on a woman like Fuyi, but he said this casually, and it seemed that Qing was thinking about something and did not respond.
Only then did Jiang Hui realize that his face was a little swollen.
——When he came, he didn't plan to escort anyone, but to collect the body. He even planned to kill her, frame someone else, and then collect the body.
Now, he has forgotten about it.
But she was very smart and had noticed it long ago.
That's why I was amused by him.
The two were quiet again.
With the innkeeper's help, Chen Jiao was able to get away with it. He went to other tables with a stern face and was in no mood to bother Fu Yi. The latter was not considerate enough to comfort him, but just glanced at the table where Jiang Yan and the others were.
It was almost dusk, the time when travelers hurried to find a place to stay.
New guests arrived one after another, including the Liao family who had moved to Chang'an to live with their relatives, and young scholars.
Three young men of prime age, dressed in plain clothes, full of knowledge and looking exhausted, came from all over the world. Without asking, one knew that they were going to take the imperial examinations in spring.
In fact, it was common for those taking the imperial examination to arrive in Chang'an several months in advance. Arriving a month before the spring examination was already very late.
Many people were surprised, and even more surprised was that these three young men were not unknown. Liao Qing, the head of the Liao family, looked at them for a while before stepping forward with his young son, bowing and asking, "Excuse me, are you Jiang Lingxin, Liu Wuzheng, and Qiu Moyu?"
As soon as the names of these three people came out, Yan Siqing looked sideways.
Famous and talented people who are famous and knowledgeable in the world emerge from generation to generation. Every four years, there is a group of people who become well-known to the world.
Yancheng, where Yan Siqing is located, is a wealthy place in the south of the Yangtze River. It is a place with a strong academic atmosphere and has produced many talented people. There has always been a dispute between the north and the south.
These three people are talents from the south, among whom Liu Wuzheng’s ancestral home is still in Xiacheng.
But I don't know him, I've heard of him.
Is it really them?
The Spring Examination was about to begin and people all over the world were watching. Even wealthy merchants should not be arrogant in front of these scholars. The boss of the business hotel came forward with a big belly and started a conversation.
When the three of them first entered, they were surprised to see so many people in the inn. After chatting privately for a few minutes, they asked if there were any rooms available.
The three of them wanted to deny it at first, but seeing how enthusiastic the crowd was, they had no choice but to admit it.
The Liao family was overjoyed and insisted on toasting the caravan boss Luo Gao, hoping that his talent would benefit his descendants in the imperial examinations...
Among the three, Jiang Lingxin had the best ranking and reputation in the Autumn Examination, and was recognized as the leader. He was also good at socializing, and was confident and relaxed when talking and laughing. Qiu Moyu, on the other hand, was a bit reserved and dull, not good at speaking, and a bit of a nerd. However, his ranking in the Autumn Examination was slightly lower, but his talent in calligraphy and poetry was the strongest. People believed that he came from a poor family and did not receive economic and political education, which held him back in the general examination.
In comparison, Liu Wuzheng, who is extremely famous in Yan and Xia, seems mediocre.
He is not enthusiastic, but calm, with average talent and achievements, neither salty nor bland, with drooping eyebrows, a little tired of the leisurely journey, and looking around absent-mindedly, looking here and there.
There were all kinds of guests, but they could all afford the somewhat high prices of the post station and ordered food.
The kitchen was bustling with activity.
If they had not predicted it in advance, Yan Siqing and the others would never have doubted the authenticity of this post station.
They were the first dishes ordered, and as customers came in one after another, their dishes were served one after another.
As soon as the big pot was opened, the travelers became hungry. The caravan boss Luo Gao waved his hand and ordered some mutton, and half of the pot was left over - because he saw the waiter cut some of the meat and sent it to Jiang Hui and others, and the rest could be bought.
Chen Jiao felt that he had lost face in front of Fuyi at this time, "Fuyi, do you want to eat mutton? I'll buy it for you."
Without waiting for the latter's answer, he ordered one on his own.
The shopkeeper was embarrassed and said that this pot of meat was ordered by other customers and was not sold in the store. If they wanted to eat it, they would have to buy another lamb and stew it for a longer time.
The hotel owner saw the conflict in front, glanced at Jiang Hui, knew that he was not easy to deal with, and gave up awkwardly. Chen Jiao gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Everyone sat down and satisfied their appetite. It was getting dark outside. Apart from the last couple dressed simply who came in at the last moment, there were no new customers.
Once the heavy door was closed, the chill of the early spring night was blocked out, the heat and popularity of the bonfire were released, and the room inside the house became warm.
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"Wu Zheng, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Lingxin noticed that Liu Wuzheng was absent-minded.
Asked.
He also had his own guess, "Could it be because you saw the Fuyi family?"
As soon as these words were spoken, even scholars could not help but look at Yan Ruyu sideways. As soon as they entered the room, they were caught by the rare eye-catching and bright colors in the hall. However, the two of them were young masters, and only Fu Yi was a unique beauty. In addition, her identity was not hidden, so her identity was quickly confirmed from the discussion of the Liao family.
It’s true!
Jiang Lingxin was surprised, but he was too embarrassed to chat in front of others. Now that he sat down, he started the conversation, thinking that Liu Wuzheng was the same as him.
Liu Wuzheng looked away, "No, Brother Jiang, you misunderstood."
Jiang Lingxin didn't believe it and winked: "If you didn't look at her, you could still look at those two young masters. By the way, is the younger one a girl? I see why..."
He took a closer look and was a little distracted.
Liu Wuzheng interrupted him and drew his gaze back, "There are many men with feminine features. They just look good. Don't be rude."
Qiu Moyu was afraid of trouble and kept saying it, also mentioning that guards like Ruozhao looked like they were not easy to mess with.
How difficult to deal with?
They saw Ruozhao and others take out silver needles to test the poison.
The originally bustling Anxu store became quiet again.
Who are these two young men? They are so arrogant.
Also test for poison.
Perhaps the looks from everyone were too blunt, so Jiang Hui said calmly, "It's clearly a silver needle test for poison. Just take a look and you'll understand. Why are you staring at me? You even want to see me lick the needle to test its saltiness so you can decide whether to buy it or not?"
Sir, isn't your mouth poisonous enough?
Licking his lower lip up and down and then breathing out a breath is enough to poison everyone within a ten-mile radius.
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Arrogant, vicious and extremely rude.
Chen Jiao didn’t understand. Why was he like this? How could others dare to provoke him?
"My uncle is the governor. Could it be that their family background is even more powerful than mine? I can't possibly not know the powerful people above me..."
He was talking to himself, and also as if to Fuyi, implying that the other party was not a powerful person in Chang'an at all, but most likely an outsider, ignorant of the world, showing off his power at this post station on the way to Chang'an...
Fu Yi was unwilling to offer any verbal leverage on such a sensitive matter, so she could only euphemistically say, "I am a mere woman, only good at talking about music, and know nothing else. I cannot discern the true intentions of others. However, Master Chen is a delicate person. If anything goes wrong while escorting me, it will be my fault. Why not wait until we reach Chang'an?"
Chen Jiao was dissatisfied, but seeing her humble status, he was also satisfied. He curled his lips and said, "That's true. What do you know? But my uncle said that you showed off your skills in Jiangdong, invited many noble families, and came into contact with many officials and nobles. Don't you know any powerful people?"
There are few superiors whose words and deeds are consistent, and even fewer whose words and deeds are consistent with their true selves.
In the early stage, Chen Jiao showed many verbal courtesies to the woman in order to take advantage of her beauty, but he also showed his contempt for her inadvertently, and even had hidden meanings.
There is no need to think deeply about it, in fact, the listener can understand it even if he doesn't intend to.
The maidservant was used to it, but couldn't bear it. She subconsciously looked at her daughter, who was as calm and tactful as ever. "Master Chen, ordinary women are invited to play the piano on the stage. The nobles discuss matters below the stage, or they are admired by their female relatives. But it has nothing to do with the inner affairs. How could the adults befriend a musician like me?"
She was also unwilling to accept the stigma, which was a denial and explanation.
Chen Jiao: "Of course not to make friends."
He almost explained it, but his eyes were like a hot stove, a little anxious.
The dishes hadn't been ordered yet, and the food hadn't been served yet, but he could no longer hide his hunger. He was ravenous because this place was close to Chang'an. Once he entered Chang'an, how could it be his turn?
So he got anxious.
This room in the inn was his last chance to survive.
His eating habits were ugly, and he was even more difficult to deal with than those experienced ones.
Fuyi's lower lip was slightly tightened, as if he was in trouble, his face was pale...his eyes couldn't help but look somewhere.
Jiang Hui saw it but did not comment. The poison test was over, but Yan Siqing did not touch the pieces of tender mutton.
With a flick of his wrist, he took the knife and cut the meat again, dicing it into smaller pieces. He said lightly, "Such a large piece of meat is hard to swallow. Otherwise, I will feel full. Anyway, this young master will never eat it like this."
The voice was neither loud nor soft, and I didn't know who it was directed to.
But the listener has a heart.
Chen Jiao's face turned ugly, and he lowered his voice like a mouse: "Why are you pretending..."
Fu Yi watched Jiang Hui cut the piece of meat that the waiter had cut into small pieces and then cut it into small portions. He took one portion for himself and gave most of the rest to the person next to him.
He looked very casual, as if he was just sending someone away.
But Fuyi could see that the meat was from the ribs, which were the most delicious and not greasy.
She glanced at Chen Jiao and wanted to say tactfully that the other person probably didn't want to talk about her.
But he didn't say anything in the end, as if he was just going with the flow, he just looked over there with a more obvious gaze.
Chen Jiao became even angrier, but hesitated out of concern for Jiang Hui. When he was about to have another vicious and obscene thought, Jiang Hui suddenly stood up.
Ruo Zhao, the female Anke and others were at the next table and were surprised to see this, because they had good hearing and could hear what the Fuyi family and that damn Mr. Chen were doing over there.
Everyone could see what was going on, but no one intervened until their own prince suddenly stood up.
Ruozhao and the others suddenly became inexplicably nervous and subconsciously looked at Yan Siqing, but found that this person had no reaction at all. Instead, he frowned slightly and looked at the milk tea in front of him and took a sip.
I don't know what he is thinking, he looks serious and upright, as if he is planning something big.
Jiang Hui walked past her indifferently and went towards Fu Yi and Chen Jiao.
Did you really go to save people?
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