Chapter 447 Guess who that person is?

The carriage continued to move forward, and Xie Zhuoning turned around and put what had just happened out of his mind.

For her, it was just a piece of cake.

As she looked at the scholar, she couldn't help but recall the scene when she first met Murong Yan. At that time, he was just a poor scholar who couldn't even sell his calligraphy and paintings. If she hadn't been reborn, who would have expected that he would reach such an unexpected height in the future?

Therefore, she always treats poor scholars differently.

What's more, those who can come to the capital to take part in the Spring Examination are all outstanding students from all over the country, and she doesn't want a good seedling to be ruined on the eve of the examination.

"Miss, we're here."

The carriage stopped in front of Chunjiang Tower. Xie Zhuoning put on a veiled hat, got off the carriage, and went up to the second floor with Xia Ju.

But when the appointed time came, the person she was waiting for was nowhere to be seen.

"Will something happen?" she thought worriedly.

Xia Ju said: "It's raining, heavy rain."

She was brief but her meaning was clear.

A heavy rain came suddenly with great force. Murong Yan might have been stopped by the rain halfway on his way.

So Xie Zhuoning waited for a while, until she was about to ask Xiao Jinxuan to help find someone, Murong Yan finally arrived.

"Sorry, miss, I'm late." He shook the rain off his umbrella and put it away. His light blue clothes were half wet and had been soaked into dark blue by the rain.

"You brought an umbrella, so why is it so wet?" Xie Zhuoning immediately asked Xia Ju to find the store owner and get two charcoal basins.

The weather is chilly in spring and my body is soaked. If I catch a cold, I may not be able to take the spring examination.

Murong Yan smiled shyly, "I met a young man on the way. He didn't bring an umbrella, so I asked him to go with me. Miss, do you want to guess who that person is?"

It's rare to see Murong Yan keep a secret, which means that this person's identity must be extremely special.

Xie Zhuoning thought about it in his mind, but he really had no idea. "Tell me, who did you meet?"

Murong Yan leaned forward slightly, but because he was still wet, he didn't dare to get too close, and just kept a perfect distance. "Didn't you give me a list of students before and asked me to make friends with them in advance? I have already contacted the others, but there is only one person who I haven't found yet..."

Moreover, Xie Zhuoning had specially marked that person as someone he should pay special attention to.

Xie Zhuoning seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't hide his shock. "You mean, He Mingyang?"

This session of the imperial examination was full of talented people. Not only did it produce a powerful official named Murong Yan who was good at planning and strategizing, but it also produced a very famous strategist named He Mingyang.

The two were ranked first and second in the imperial examination respectively. After graduating from high school, they were both recruited by Xiao Bicheng and used by him, becoming his right-hand men.

After winning over Murong Yan, Xie Zhuoning planned to do the same thing and bring He Mingyang to his side as well, so he specifically told Murong Yan to pay extra attention to this person, but he never had any idea.

Murong Yan was somewhat emotional when he mentioned this incident. "On my way here, I saw him running wildly in the rain, so I offered to give him a ride. He initially refused, but then I saw that he seemed to be holding something in his arms, so I said that if he continued to run like that, everything in his arms would get wet, and only then did he accept my kindness. When we talked on the way, he told me his name, and I realized that he was He Mingyang."

Who would have expected that the person they had been looking for would appear before them in such an unexpected way? It was truly a cruel twist of fate.

So he brought people here on the pretext that the rain was too heavy and they needed to find a place to take shelter from the rain.

He raised his head and asked tentatively, "Miss, do you want to meet him?"

Xie Zhuoning thought for a moment and said, "See you!"

Xiao Bicheng had been making friends with students everywhere in recent days, and he didn't know whether He Mingyang had already become the prince's disciple.

She wanted to test the waters first to see whether the other party was an enemy or a friend.

Murong Yan nodded and went out. Not long after, he came in with a waiter.

Xie Zhuoning: “???”

So the future important official of the court will be a waiter?

Seeing her puzzled expression, Murong Yan quickly explained, "Half of his clothes were soaked. I gave the waiter some silver and asked him to get a set of clean clothes for Brother He."

He had just taken advantage of the time when He Mingyang was changing clothes to sneak over to see her.

"Brother He, this is my benefactor, Miss Yu."

"Miss, this is a good friend I met today, Brother He, He Mingyang, who is also a student of Jinke."

He stepped aside and introduced the two men to each other.

Xie Zhuoning glanced over and saw He Mingyang's tall and straight figure. Even the waiter's coarse linen shirt looked straight and gentle on him.

You are indeed a scholar.

She sighed, and continued to look up, landing on the purple and blue face...

Wait... a face covered in purple and blue? ? ?

Instantly, Xie Zhuoning opened his mouth in surprise.

This face is so familiar!

Isn’t this the scholar she rescued along the way!

It was a pity that she was wearing a veil, so no one could see how colorful her expression was.

Through the thin white veil, he seemed to be able to feel how shocked the other person's gaze was. He Mingyang turned his head away somewhat uncomfortably.

Murong Yan saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly explained to Xie Zhuoning, "Brother He accidentally fell on the way here and hit his face. The bruises will disappear in a few days."

Xie Zhuoning's expression became even weirder. "Did he tell you that?"

Murong Yan lowered his voice and said in a tone that only the two of them could hear: "Since he doesn't want to talk about it, why bother to expose his shortcomings?"

Digging into the matter would only embarrass everyone.

At this moment, Xia Ju, who had gone to ask the waiter to get a charcoal brazier, returned to the house and saw He Mingyang at a glance.

She suddenly raised her nose and said, "Hmm? It's you?"

When He Mingyang saw Xia Ju, he immediately became excited, "It's you. I regretted not asking your daughter's name just now. I didn't expect that we would meet so soon!"

Xia Ju was not the type to exchange pleasantries with others, so she nodded at him and walked over to Xie Zhuoning with the charcoal basin in her hand, "Miss, charcoal basin."

He Mingyang's gaze followed her figure and fell on Xie Zhuoning. Suddenly, an incredible look appeared in his eyes, and even his tongue was tied, "You you you..."

She was wearing a veil that hid her face, and she didn't recognize herself for a moment!

This situation confused the usually prudent and comprehensive Murong Yan. He looked at He Mingyang and then at Xie Zhuoning, "Do you know each other?"

"Well, it's a long story." Xie Zhuoning let out a long breath, thinking to himself what a big deal this was. He took off his veil and recounted what happened on the road in a concise manner.

"His writing was destroyed, so I gave him the set I prepared for you."

She originally wanted to prepare more and let Murong Yan pick the ones he liked and was used to, but she didn't expect that she would meet him halfway.

After listening to this, Murong Yan's eyes suddenly became thoughtful.

So what He Mingyang held in his arms like a treasure all the way was the calligraphy given to him by the eldest lady?