The next day, Qi Surong briefly mentioned Qiantong's matter to her father, saying only that she had followed Chen Hua and would never return to Qi's house again.
After hearing this, Qi's father was not angry. He never cared about concubines and could abandon them at any time. It's just that as a man, he will always be a little unhappy if his woman is with another man. In the past few days, he had a gloomy face until Tong Sheng's test results were released.
As expected, Subao was on the list, ranked ninth, and officially took the first step to become an official. The family held a banquet for him, which was not extravagant. They just invited Zhuang Qiao'e and several other relatives and friends to their home for a gathering.
Xu Chen specially gave Su Bao three days' leave, and Qi Su Rong decided to take this opportunity to go to Yingshu Pavilion to copy books, so as to calm down and prepare for the storm.
From the moment she decided to tamper with the secret decree, she had taken the most dangerous step. As long as the secret decree fell into the hands of the emperor, it was impossible to predict what would happen next. The reason why Qi Surong dared to take the risk was because the Qi family was an aristocratic family. The emperor could confiscate the Qi family's property, but he could not blatantly destroy his family or remove his name, unless the Qi family committed a serious crime of treason. Another reason is that the Qi family is now weak and has lost the secret decree of the late king, so its impact on the court situation is almost negligible.
Qi Surong was not worried about the emperor's deadly attack, but he had to guard against his "explosion of anger". But no matter what, she believes that this risk is worth it. As long as she gets through this hurdle, when the Ninth Prince returns to Beijing, the Qi family will be completely out of the center of the power struggle and stay in a corner, but they can still catch up with the trend of history. Go along with the sailing boat and go straight up.
Qi Surong came to the book cabinet, selected a few books and placed them neatly on the desk. Then he took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone and began to copy attentively.
"Master Feng, please come this way. The book pavilion is over here." An old slave led Feng Zhan to the book pavilion and said respectfully, "Please come in. You can choose whatever books you need."
Feng Zhan nodded and walked slowly into the library. After chatting with the young man, he came up with the idea of compiling the customs and customs of foreign lands into a book, so he came to Yingshu Pavilion to borrow a few books on scenery and chronicles for reference.
As soon as he stepped into the book pavilion, Feng Zhan saw the young man copying books at the desk in the cubicle. His eyes lit up, and his face unconsciously showed joy.
The young man was unaware of his arrival and just concentrated on writing. "He" sits in an upright posture, with his head slightly drooped, revealing his slender neck. His expression is calm, and his temperament is as elegant as when we first met him.
This boy always made him feel familiar, and as soon as he saw "him", he couldn't help but want to get close to him.
Feng Zhan was so fascinated that he stood there for a long time without even realizing that anyone was approaching.
"Isn't this Mr. Feng?" Ji Yun's voice interrupted Feng Zhan's meditation. He followed his gaze and saw Qi Surong who was copying a book.
"Brother Ji." Feng Zhan nodded towards him.
"Lord Feng." Sun Junxuan and Huang Zheng, who were behind Ji Yun, stepped forward to greet him one by one.
The movement here caught Qi Surong's attention. She put down her pen, stood up and cupped her hands and said, "Master Feng, Brother Ji, Brother Sun, Brother Huang."
"It's rare to see you in the library." Sun Junxuan walked over and smiled.
"I happened to have some free time, so I came over and copied some books."
Sun Junxuan flipped through the books on the desk and asked casually: "But are you making final preparations for the exam in a few days?"
Qi Surong smiled but did not reply.
""Tongjian Chronicles", "Ancient Prose Debate", "Four Books"... Eh? They are all policy theory?" Sun Junxuan said with a smile, "Does Junior Zhuo have a lot of experience in policy theory?"
"With my ordinary qualifications and experience, I can't tell you what I have learned. I just browsed through it casually."
"It is said that all the examiners for this examination have been replaced by new ones." Ji Yundao said, "I don't know if the content of the examination questions has changed."
Sun Junxuan looked at Feng Zhan and asked, "I wonder if there is any news about Mr. Feng?"
Feng Zhan shook his head and smiled: "I have never paid much attention to scientific examinations."
Sun Junxuan was slightly disappointed.
Huang Zheng said: "No matter what the test content is, it can't be separated from poems, songs, classics and historical collections. As long as we study hard on weekdays and do our best in the exam, whether we succeed in the end depends on God's will."
"This college entrance examination may give up poetry and poetry..." Qi Surong said this sentence unconsciously, but soon she didn't realize it and stopped talking, but her words had attracted everyone's attention.
"How do you say this?" Sun Junxuan asked.
Feng Zhan also looked at "him" curiously. Even he, a person who often walked around the court, didn't know about it. How did "he" know about it
"Well, I'm just making random guesses. You don't need to take it seriously."
"Random guesses should have their basis." Ji Yundao said, "Why did Junior Zhuo make such a guess?"
"Yes." Sun Junxuan also said, "If we abandon poetry and poetry, what content will be tested in the general examination?"
Huang Zheng's eyes fell on the book on the desk, and he spit out four words: "Jingyi Policy Theory?"
Everyone looked slightly shocked, and all focused their attention on Qi Surong, trying to understand.
Qi Surong smiled and said, "I didn't say anything."
But this sentence said everything.
"How can you be sure?" Ji Yun asked.
Qi Surong tapped his forehead with his finger, as if confused: "If I tell the truth, I'm afraid you won't believe it."
In the last life, it was the year that Su Bao was rejected from taking the Tongsheng Examination. The imperial court reformed the content of the examination, placing less emphasis on poetry, lyrics, and poetry, and more emphasis on classics, meanings, and policy theory. This year, I don’t know how many candidates have failed due to this change. Among them, Sun Junxuan is one of the students who failed.
"You can speak frankly." Ji Yun made a "please" gesture to her.
Feng Zhan also said with great interest: "I want to hear it too."
"Okay." Qi Surong said with a smile, "Actually, my ancestors had an ancestor who was proficient in numerology, and I also learned a bit of his skills."
She began to use ghosts and gods to evade and cover up.
"Numerology numbers?" Sun Junxuan asked curiously, "You mean, you calculated this matter?"
Qi Surong nodded.
Several people looked at each other. Although he was not completely new, the person in front of them had a mysterious veil in their hearts.
Feng Zhan smiled and said, "I never thought that Brother Zhuo would have such a talent. Why don't you help me do some divination now?"
"What does Master Feng want to do?" Qi Surong smiled. She might still feel guilty about other people, but she knew very well about Feng Zhan, who grew up with her.
Feng Zhan thought for a moment and said, "I admire a beautiful woman, but I don't know if she is interested in dating me. Brother Zhuo will tell me whether I am destined to be with that beautiful woman."
Qi Surong stopped smiling, not expecting that this was what he asked. Feng Zhan never married and had children throughout his life, until he disappeared in a foreign country.
She stared at Feng Zhan with deep eyes, and her body unconsciously revealed a solemn air that was inconsistent with her age.
Feng Zhan felt as if he was being seen through, and his heart beat faster and faster uncontrollably.
After a moment, Qi Surong withdrew his gaze but said nothing.
"How?" Feng Zhan asked.
The other three people were also curiously waiting for Qi Surong's answer.
"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking."
"Does this mean that Mr. Feng will only be infatuated with one person in the future?" Sun Junxuan asked.
"The infatuation can't be left, and I will be alone for a long time." Qi Surong still answered with a poem.
Sun Junxuan was speechless, didn't this curse him to stay alone for the rest of his life
"You mean, there is no possibility for me and a beautiful woman?" Feng Zhan asked in a deep voice.
Qi Surong did not answer directly, but just said, "Human destiny is not determined by fate. The results of divination can be used as a warning, but you cannot leave it to fate. With your appearance, you may not know that the Red Luan Star may be around you, so you cannot force it." Well, why not take a small step back, maybe you can see a broader world."
Qi Surong didn't know who Feng Zhanxin belonged to, but the end result must have been nothing. If that woman had not married someone else, or was no longer alive, otherwise Feng Zhan would have been able to win over the beauty given his character and family background. But in his last life, he stayed alone all his life.
"You're right." Feng Zhan said with a smile, "You can't leave it to fate. I haven't pursued it yet, so how can I know the outcome? I, Feng Zhan, will never back down. No matter whether it is about people or things, once I make a decision, I will make it." There is no turning back.”
As he spoke, he laughed heartily.
Ji Yun and others all showed admiration in their eyes.
Qi Surong secretly laughed at himself for worrying too much. With Feng Zhan's open-mindedness, how could he be trapped in worries
At dusk, Feng Zhan found the books he needed and left.
Qi Surong also left Yingshu Pavilion and returned to Side Village. Just as he was about to change his clothes, Yuan Xi walked in and said with a serious face: "The emperor has recruited several princes to come to the capital. I'm afraid he will take action."
"As expected." Qi Surong took the paper from Yuan Xi and flipped through the pages. He suddenly made a movement and murmured, "Prince Jing will arrive in the capital in three days?"
"Yes." Yuan Xi looked at her but hesitated to speak.
Seeing this, Qi Surong put away the scroll and said casually: "Are you planning to join King Jing's sect?"
Yuan Xi was surprised at first, then nodded silently.
"I have no objection." Qi Surong said with a smile, "You must have read the secret message?"
"Did you read it too?" Yuan Xi asked back.
"Not only did I read it, I also handed over the secret message." She pointed upward.
"What?" Yuan Xi was shocked and angry.
Qi Surong said calmly, "Don't worry, I have no intention of hiding this from you, and it may be a stepping stone for you to join King Jing."
Yuan Xi frowned and asked in confusion: "How do you say this?"
Qi Surong did not answer, but just picked up a pen and wrote the character "eight" on the paper.
Yuan Xi looked at it for a long time, then his face suddenly changed slightly and he looked at her in disbelief.
"Only you and I know about this matter, and King Jing knows about it. No one else can say a word about it."
Yuan Xi nodded, his eyes sparkling and a smile on his lips.
"But I'm afraid the Qi family will be in trouble. I hope they can get through it safely." Qi Surong looked out the window with a solemn expression.
"Don't worry, the Qi family is far more powerful than you think." Yuan Xi said, "General Qi is not without any hope."
"Oh? What do you know?" Qi Surong asked.
"You'll know after a while." Yuan Yuan smiled meaningfully.
Qi Surong stopped asking and just said: "By the way, since you have decided to follow King Jing, you will deal with your enemies personally."
"Of course, you have created the most favorable conditions for me." Yuan Xi clasped his fists and saluted, "I cannot thank you enough for your kindness."
After saying that, he turned around and left.