It was already dusk when the Spring Fair ended.
At the foot of Fengming Mountain, everyone was preparing to disperse.
Xue Zhiyi's carriage followed a lone scholar, and she did not lift the window curtain until she was parallel to the scholar.
Jiang Xu's clear and elegant eyes were filled with worries. He walked in a daze for a long time before he noticed that a woman had stuck her head out of the carriage beside him and was looking at him.
He was stunned for a moment, and only after confirming that the woman with the soft almond-shaped eyes was looking at him did he ask, "Miss, is there anything I can help you with?"
Xue Zhiyi's smile deepened: "The Spring Festival is not the imperial examination, Mr. Jiang, there is no need to be so sad."
Although Jiang Xu felt that Xue Zhiyi looked strangely familiar, he was certain that he had known the man before him. Immediately, he realized, "Did you replace my policy paper?"
Xue Zhiyi just looked at him calmly, without commenting: "You showed off your talents at Chunji so much to find a mentor for yourself, right?"
Jiang Xu's eyes were filled with anger. He clenched his fists and sneered, "You are a noble young lady from the Huajing family. You will never understand why I risked offending other families by stepping forward. I have so many reasons. Maybe you just think this is a joke, but for me, it means I have missed an extremely important opportunity."
Xue Zhiyi remained silent. At this moment, Jiang Xu didn't know the reason, and it was reasonable for him to hate her.
After a moment of silence, she simply said, "Master Jiang, don't worry. You will soon be invited by a mentor."
After saying this, without paying any attention to Jiang Xu's puzzled expression, he quietly lowered the curtain and left.
In the carriage, she breathed a sigh of relief. Today's matter was finally done. Now it was up to Xue Tingliu.
After all, Jiang Xu's restraint alone cannot completely avoid disaster.
In his previous life, Xue Zhentong had already colluded with the Minister of Rites who presided over the imperial examinations. Even if he did not target Jiang Xu at the Spring Festival, with his talent, he would still be unstoppable in the imperial examinations, and it was still possible that he would be selected by the Ministry of Rites and become a stepping stone for Xue Tingsheng.
Therefore, Jiang Xu also needs a backer.
And King Cheng is that real backer.
Xue Tingliu will not be depressed because of what happened today. He will always maximize his own interests. In this situation, he will definitely want to find the real author of this policy paper and bring him into the faction of King Sheng.
Even if Prince Cheng is not a good person, at least Prince Gong's party will not be willing to leave any handle for Prince Cheng to catch in this matter. In this way, Jiang Xu can be saved.
Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly, I heard two knocks, as if someone was knocking on the window.
Xue Zhiyi opened the curtains and saw a young man in red clothes sitting on the back of a high-quality red-maned horse, smiling at her. "Hey."
Huo Wuyou again? Xue Zhiyi thought to himself.
Is he free every day?
He bent down, brought himself a little closer to her, and asked mysteriously, "How dare you go looking for him? You're quite despicable. You did something bad, and yet you didn't even hide away. Aren't you afraid that he'll hold a grudge against you?"
Xue Zhiyi patiently said to himself a few times, "He is the Marquis of Lin'an, don't provoke him," before he finally suppressed the anger in his heart.
Seeing Xue Zhiyi ignoring him, he didn't know how to restrain himself: "Why don't you say anything?"
Xue Zhiyi smiled at him and said, "It's really hateful. Just like what Lin'an Hou is doing now, he doesn't even know how to hide from me."
Isn't it just a handle? Who doesn't have it?
Huo Wuyou agreed very much and nodded: "Then we are really equally hateful."
At this moment, the lights are on, and as the sky gradually darkens, the night market in Huajing gradually becomes lively.
Huo Wuyou sat up straight and didn't continue talking to Xue Zhiyi.
From Xue Zhiyi's perspective, he only saw Huo Wuyou sitting high on the horse's back, not pulling the reins, but just hugging his arms, looking at the street scene leisurely, letting his hair tied up high sway with the swaying of the horse's back.
He had a very handsome face, but also a very confusing face. Anyone who saw him would think he was undisciplined and casual, like an uneducated dandy, and in short, not serious.
But Xue Zhiyi knew that he was not simple. Whether in his past life or this life, he seemed to be secretly planning something big.
But in short, she also believed that Huo Wuyou was a smart man and would not tell anyone about what happened today.
Thinking of this, she lowered the curtains to isolate him from the car.
At this moment, a loud noise, accompanied by screams, startled Xue Zhiyi.
Suddenly, the carriage began to shake violently. If Xue Zhiyi had not held on to it, he and Xue Runing would have fallen off their seats.
Outside the carriage, two horses were pulling the carriage recklessly. One of the horses got angry and crashed into the Xue family's carriage team.
Next to the road was the river where the Jinlu Bridge was located. Xue Zhiyi and Fu Rongxin's carriages were one in front and one behind. After being hit, their horses were also frightened and almost overturned into the lake with the carriages!
Seeing that the coachman of Xue Zhiyi's carriage had fallen off the carriage in panic, Huo Wuyou felt that something was wrong and quickly dismounted. He grabbed the horse's reins in one step and temporarily controlled the horse to prevent it from rushing into the river.
Then he jumped on the horse and reined it in, preventing the horse from running around in the busy city.
When Xue Zhiyi lifted the carriage curtain, he saw Huo Wuyou on horseback had already controlled the horse. The struggle had made her hair, which was not tied with a ribbon, a little messy. He turned his head slightly and looked back at her, "Are you okay?"
The lights of the night market were dim, and she couldn't quite make out the look in Huo Wuyou's eyes. She only felt her figure was a little blurry. In the hazy light, she inexplicably felt that this figure... seemed to have been seen somewhere before...
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