Feng Xiyun got up early in the morning and dragged Tu Nan over to fight without even having breakfast. He was already hungry, and when he saw that the Third Prince had invited him, he didn't hesitate.
Tunan was a gentleman, so he didn't rush to pick up his chopsticks. He first picked up the hot tea in front of him and said to the Third Prince: "Tunan can't hold his liquor well, so I'll offer you a cup of tea instead of wine."
The Third Prince naturally drank. He raised his glass and clinked it with Tunan's teacup. "Tunan, there's no need to be so polite. Back when I was at Tushan Academy, I studied martial arts with your father, so it's only natural that I look after you. Come on, eat, you must be hungry. That brat Xiyun has always been impatient. It's rare for him to have a peer to spar with, so he must have come looking for you early this morning."
"Hey, isn't it all because your men didn't want to practice with me?" Feng Xiyun spoke first, then said to Tunan: "Tunan, you don't mind, do you?"
"Of course I don't mind. It's just a meal, but..." Tuanan deliberately didn't finish his words and hooked Feng Xiyun.
"But what? Just finish your words." As expected, Feng Xiyun's interest was piqued, and Tuanan gave him a playful look.
"However, I saw a carriage following you this morning. Although it was low-key, I seemed to see the same pattern on it as on your sleeve..."
"Ah...it must be my father, that old scoundrel. He told me not to follow him, don't follow him. Now we are embarrassed." Feng Xiyun could tell at once that it must be the Sixth Prince who followed him to see Tunan.
Feng Xiyun put down his chopsticks dejectedly. "Alas, Tunan, I'm sorry. You said yesterday that you wanted to keep your presence in the capital a secret and didn't want to be disturbed too much. But I told my father early in the morning that I would come to accompany you, and that's how he found out you were in the capital. He's admired your talent for a long time, and even though I tried to stop him last night, he still followed me here. Alas, I'm really sorry."
Tuanan was famous throughout the world, and he had many admirers of his talent, so this time when he came to the capital, he entered the village quietly, without firing a gun, in order to avoid being disturbed by those who came to admire his reputation. However, who knew that the Sixth Prince still found out.
"But don't worry. Last night I reminded my father to keep the news of your visit to the capital a secret. He probably won't tell anyone. But... well, I'm going to shamelessly ask you this: if you're free someday, please have some tea with my father. It'll be a wish of his. He really loves your painting of fishing on the cold river."
Feng Xiyun felt that he was truly worried about his father. Although Tunan was just a commoner, his father was the Sixth Prince and a master of calligraphy and painting. He could have used both power and status to pressure Tunan into meeting him, but he was particularly fond of Tunan as a friend and didn't want to affect their relationship. However, he had to fulfill his father's wish and could only ask Tunan for help.
"Sixth Prince is really something. He's so grown up but still has that temper. Now he's even stalking his son. Xiyun was right when he said he was old and undisciplined." The Sixth Prince was a few years younger than the Third Prince. Their different preferences, coupled with their contrasting personalities as scholars and warriors, meant they didn't get along. The Third Prince also loved to teach Feng Xiyun martial arts behind his back, so the two of them would badmouth each other at any opportunity. Fengming had always found them quite amusing.
"It's okay. It's an honor for Tunan that the Sixth Prince likes my paintings. I'll send my mother back to southern Jiangsu tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. The young prince can arrange it. I got a new painting on the way to Beijing, and I would like to ask the Sixth Prince to comment on it." Tunan was not angry and readily agreed to Feng Xiyun.
"Okay, okay, it's settled now, you guys can eat now. The food is getting cold." Feng Ming, who had been watching for a long time, saw that their discussion was finally settled and finally had the chance to speak. He quickly invited Tu Nan to eat, hoping that his handsome man would not starve.
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