Fan Xian looked around and found no one around, so he simply found a rock and sat down, took the water bottle handed over by the old flower farmer, did not dislike it, took a few sips, and chatted casually with him about planting flowers and grass . He basically knew nothing about this aspect, so listening to Hua Nong's exuberant explanation was a bit fresh, but after listening too much, he was also a little bored. He wanted to leave, but when he thought of the even more boring poetry meeting, he just let it go and sighed. .
Hearing the young master's sigh, Hua Nong asked curiously, "Why are you unhappy, young master?"
"Wangfu Poetry Fair, it's very boring." Fan Xian blinked at him, thinking that the other party was just a servant, so he would definitely not be interested in the Poetry Fair.
Sure enough, the flower farmer nodded solemnly: "Reciting poems and doing the right thing are all things for idlers, and they can't change their meals. They are really stupid pigs."
Fan Xian was taken aback, wondering if this scolded himself too? Immediately, his heart moved, he laughed and said: "It is really a stupid pig." He finally figured out something, and waved away the matter of reciting poems.
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After the poetry meeting was over, everyone went home or went home separately. As for what happened afterwards, it was not spread throughout the capital until the next day.
That night, during the daily family banquet in Prince Jing's mansion, the eldest son was going to go to Zuixianju to have a fling, but he was invited back by the old housekeeper. He sat at the dinner table a little uncomfortable, waiting for his father to speak with his sister.
Prince Jing was sitting at the table, and it turned out to be the old flower farmer Fan Xian had chatted with in the nursery for a long time in the afternoon. He looked down at his son, who always pretended to be a romantic, and got angry from nowhere, and cursed: "You stupid pig! You only go to those places every day!"
The eldest son Li Hongcheng knew that the word "stupid pig" was his father's catchphrase, so he was not very angry, and responded with a wry smile: "Why is father angry today?"
Prince Jing snorted, did not continue to attack, and asked: "What kind of poetry meeting are you holding again today?"
Li Hongcheng was startled, and answered yes with a wry smile. He knew that his father didn't like these literati things, but he always needed to do these things if he wanted to win over the Beijing Chinese people for the second prince. To his surprise, Prince Jing was not angry, but asked with interest: "There is a boy who came to the poetry meeting today, wearing a light maroon singlet, whose family is that boy?"
Li Hongcheng thought that there were so many people here today, how could he remember so many people.
Prince Jing frowned, as if he was thinking about the characteristics of that person, and after holding back for a long time, he said: "That kid is very beautiful, like a woman."
Li Hongcheng laughed, knowing who his father was talking about, he quickly replied: "The one you are talking about must be the one from the Fan residence."
Prince Jing raised his eyebrows, showing a bit of ferocity, and shouted violently: "What? You said he is Fan Jian's son in Danzhou? I'll fuck his mother, even if he looks like Fan Jian, he dares to give birth!" Such a beautiful son!"
Princess Roujia blushed as she listened to her father's violent swearing, but she was also very interested in what kind of man Ruoruo's sister had been worshiping as her teacher. Li Hongcheng glanced at his father with some annoyance, thinking that it was fortunate that there were no servants around, but after thinking about it, the servants should have been used to Prince Jing's mouth for a long time, and hurriedly asked, "My lord father asked that boy what he was doing?"
"What are you doing?" Prince Jing snorted twice. After meeting Fan Xian who didn't know his identity in the afternoon, he felt that the other party was kind-hearted, but he couldn't remember it, and because Fan Xian hated the poetry meeting, he could hear him talk. For a long time, I like the way of planting, which I am most proud of, so I like that kid a little bit. But he didn't expect that that pretty boy was Fan Jian's son. His heart ached and he continued to teach: "You have to learn from that... what's his name?"
"Fan Xian."
"Learn from that Fan Xian, even though he has a bad background, but he still has a good eye." Prince Jing sighed, looked at his son, and taught him a lesson: "Fan Xian can talk to a flower farmer for a long time. But you are too self-respecting of your identity, you must know that the character of self-respect is really not suitable for the things you are doing now."
The eldest son Li Hongcheng knew that he had a good relationship with the second prince, so of course he couldn't hide it from his father, who was honest and violent on the surface, but in fact he was extremely shrewd, so he quickly agreed. After the meal, the prince was about to go back to the study to make his father happy, but unexpectedly Prince Jing pondered for a while and said, "Didn't you just go to Zuixianju?"
Zuixianju is not a restaurant, but a brothel, the difference of one word is a world of difference, Shizi's heart tightened, and he dared not even say it. Prince Jing stared into his eyes and scolded: "Man, go if you want, don't be so irresponsible." After saying this, he called someone to kick him out.
Until Li Hongcheng was sitting in the private seat of Zuixianju, hugging the most popular lady in the capital, Yuan Meng, he was still thinking coldly why his father suddenly changed his sex today.
In the middle of the night in Prince Jing's mansion, while drinking wine, Prince Jing scolded: "You son of a bitch, you liked to go to brothels the most back then, but you actually gave birth to such a beautiful species. I also asked my son to go to the brothel, and I will hug him in the future." A beautiful grandson."
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Leaving aside the family matter of Prince Jing forcing his son to go whoring, let's talk about Fan Xian getting into the sedan chair early after the poetry meeting was over, and staying with Fujiko Jing and a few guards. After the poem meeting was over, everyone was talking about the poem by the disciples of the Fan family. When they saw the sedan chair in Fan's residence, some scholars came up to bid him farewell. Fan Xian hurried down and sent them off with a smile. Ruoruo sent it back to the mansion.
Before getting into the sedan chair, Fan Ruoruo nodded to him. Fan Xian knew that the matter had already been arranged properly, so he lifted his spirits and began to arrange things for the night.
"Guo Baokun must be living in Shangshu's mansion. He has to enter the palace every three days. It's called compilation, and he is actually the prince's companion."
Fan Xian frowned and said, "How old is the prince this year, do you still want to accompany him?"
"The crown prince is the queen's own son, ranking third among the princes. He is eighteen years old this year."
Fan Xian laughed and said, "Your eighteen-year-old, what else do you want to study with?"
Fujiko Jing smiled wryly, "It's just fun, so find some people to play with you blatantly."
"Don't the emperor care?"
"This... the villain is not clear."
After what happened in the restaurant a few days ago, Fan Xian was worried that Guo Baokun would not be able to swallow his sulking, and would have some tricks, so he ordered Fujiko Jing to inquire about it, and found out the places and places Guo Baokun often went to. The route home.
At today's poetry meeting, the little man surnamed Guo spoke venomously. No matter how good-tempered Fan Xian was, he could only keep smiling on the surface, but he was still very annoyed deep down. It was only at this time that he realized that he asked Fujiko Jing to inquire about those things because he was subconsciously prepared to bully Guo Xiaopiff, not because he was worried about being bullied by Guo Xiaopiff.