The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star

Chapter 52

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Fu Tanghuan was puzzled, "You came to my carriage just to scold me?"

Mu Yang smiled, "It's just a greeting, don't worry about it."

Fu Tanghuan was puzzled. She and Mu Yang are also old acquaintances. Although they don't meet much on weekdays, they will greet each other every year when the New Year's banquet happens.

Mu Yang was always out of his mind, and Fu Tanghuan knew it, so he didn't bother, and asked, "Did you come here by yourself? Didn't you come with the young master?"

"This year's annual banquet is special, he has already entered the palace." Mu Yang said, "You didn't come with your brother or sister?"

"I went out early, so I didn't get together with them." Fu Tang smiled lightly.

The eldest brother and the second sister above her were all descendants of Prime Minister Fu's previous wife, so they could be regarded as direct descendants. Seeing that Fu Tanghuan seemed reluctant to mention the two of them, Mu Yang looked at Fu Tanghuan and didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "It's cold today, so let's stop chatting for now. Miss San, please get in the carriage."

Fu Tanghuan also nodded in response, "Then see you at the New Year's banquet."

After saying goodbye, the two turned their heads back to their carriages. Fu Tanghuan was still at a loss until he sat down, muttering to himself, "What is this Mu Yang doing to stop my carriage suddenly? Is it really just to scold me?"

Wen Yantong couldn't help laughing, and at the same time shook the blame completely, "Young Master Mu always thinks that one thing is one thing, who knows what he wants to do?"

Fu Tanghuan nodded, "Indeed. My sixth younger brother has always been steady and introverted. It's really puzzling how he can get along with Mu Yang, who is out of temper."

Wen Yantong said, "Young Master Mu is obsessed with archery, and Young Master Fu happens to be good at archery, that's why he got entangled."

"No, I have to let the sixth younger brother, Li Mu Yang, stay away. It would be bad if I learned from him the stinky habit of swearing everywhere." Fu Tanghuan said.

Wen Yantong felt a pain in his heart, and thought to himself, Mu Yang, Mu Yang, you can't blame me, you are too stupid.

She was silent for a while, and saw Fu Tanghuan suddenly take out an oval porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and when the lid was lifted, the sweet osmanthus fragrance burst out.

"Come on," Fu Tanghuan took a small brush, "I'll put some color on your lips."

Wen Yantong was taken aback, "This, this is unnecessary."

"Your face is no different from your usual face. If someone sees it, they will recognize it immediately. I will paint you some colors, which will not only look energetic, but also cover up some old faces."

"Ah!" Wen Yantong was horrified, and touched his face, "Is it obvious? Why don't I skip last year's banquet, and I'll suffer if someone recognizes me!"

When she was dressed as a man, she had to draw thicker eyebrows on her face every day to make her more masculine. Although she didn't wear makeup this time, she also wiped her eyebrows. After looking in the mirror for a long time, she felt that she shouldn't be able to see it. After the clue, he left the door.

Who knew that Fu Tanghuan would be able to recognize him instantly, it was terrible.

Fu Tanghuan saw her uneasiness, so he patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen."

While talking, she used a small brush to leave a layer of carmine on Wen Yantong's lips, and said with a smile, "This is how it looks."

Wen Yantong didn't care about it, but she was always worried that she would be discovered, so she had a strong desire to go home.

But the carriage had already passed the inspection, and they drove into the palace with the large team, and there was no way out.

They went through four inspections along the way, each time more stringent than the last, and then followed the long palace road, until it was getting dark before arriving at the venue of the New Year Banquet.

Wen Yantong followed Fu Tanghuan out of the carriage, and the first thing that caught his eyes was the large expanse of wintersweet, the pink and white color almost covering his eyes, and the bitter cold wind brought bursts of plum blossom fragrance.

At the end of the path through the Plum Blossom Forest is a huge palace with a plaque above it reading: Linlang Palace.

Wen Yantong could tell at a glance that the words on the plaque were written by Chi Jingxi. The sharp and wanton fonts were just like him, making people unforgettable.

Inside the hall, there are four huge golden nanmu pillars arranged at the four corners. There are colorful murals on the top of the head, and there are glazed lamps hanging on them. The refracted light illuminates the whole hall magnificently.

Wen Yantong secretly marveled, for the royal family, there is no most extravagant, only more extravagant.

A lot of people have gathered in the hall, they are all chatting with each other, it looks very lively.

In the center of the main hall, there is a three-story stone step, on which there is a golden silk dragon chair, presumably the emperor's seat. There is a door at the left and right ends, and it should be that there are two rooms connected behind.

This is not the first time Fu Tanghuan has come here, and he is very familiar with this place, so he whispered to Wen Yantong, "The illusion will be performed in this hall later, let's go to the small room on the right first."

Wen Yantong didn't dare to look around too blatantly, and followed Fu Tanghuan with his head down.

Then came the long and boring waiting time. Fu Tanghuan had long been used to this kind of process, so she could still sit still, but Wen Yantong felt that it was very tormenting.

Heel pain after standing for a long time.

This small room is not too small, it should be used to entertain the female relatives of officials, and there are some rich and well-fed ladies sitting in it, some of them are beautiful, some are old and decrepit, it is always necessary to compare when sitting together.

Wen Yantong was tired from listening.

I don't know how long I've been waiting among these chattering women, when a bell rings outside, and the women in the back room get up at the same time, walk out of the hut slowly, and walk towards the main hall.

Wen Yantong followed Fu Tanghuan, and when he left the house, he took a few sneaky glances, and saw many men standing opposite him, including Mu Yang and others. She glanced quickly several times, but she didn't see Chi Jingxi.

Then there was a loud voice singing from the gate of the hall, "The emperor is here!"

Everyone lifted their robes and knelt down to salute, "Welcome to the emperor, long live my emperor—"

The emperor was dressed in a bright red uniform with bright yellow embroidered patterns, with a smile on his face, he could see that he was quite happy. There was a long line behind him, and Chi Jingxi was among them.

Chi Jingxi was also dressed in red, with her long hair tied up and wearing a white jade hairpin. Her handsome face was expressionless, but because of her pair of ink-dyed smiling eyes, it made people think that he was smiling slightly.

Beside him was Cheng Yanchuan, and behind him was a group of palace officials, without any concubines.

The emperor sat on the dragon chair before he woke up, and everyone stood up slowly. Wen Yantong kept his head down, honestly not daring to make a mistake.

The emperor said, "Today, all the lovers rushed to the New Year's banquet, and none of them was absent, which made me very happy."

In such a situation, the officials from the university were naturally the first to answer the question, so Fu Chengxiang said, "Your Majesty thinks of the ministers and others, and it is already a great honor for the ministers to organize the annual banquet. How dare you shirk to attend the banquet."

What he said was very hypocritical. Naturally, there were people in the court who were not used to it, but there was only one person who was very disrespectful to Prime Minister Fu.

Mu Yuan snorted softly, and said, "Prime Minister Fu's words are ridiculous. Didn't you use illness as an excuse to avoid last year's annual banquet? It's just that Mr. Ye loves dragons."

The hall fell silent for a while, the court officials knew that something had happened to Prime Minister Fu recently, and no one dared to touch his brow lightly.

The emperor looked at Mu Yuan in surprise, and suddenly laughed. When Mu Yuan first entered the court, he was a reckless man who could not read a single word but had great kung fu, and single-handedly lowered the cultural level of the entire Shaojing court officials.

Later, the official position was promoted, and the emperor pressed his head to read and recognize characters, so he got rid of the title of illiterate.

But he seldom uses the idiom correctly, usually just take the superficial meaning and use it blindly, causing a lot of jokes. It's just that I didn't expect it to be used well this time. If it weren't for the civil and military family members of the Manchu Dynasty, the emperor even wanted to reward Mu Yuan immediately.

Fu Sheng said calmly, "General Mu was joking. I was not the one who was drunk and dragged Jiang Shangshu's second son to call him his son. How could I not like this lively scene?"

He was talking about what happened last year after Mu Yuan got drunk. Near the end of the New Year's banquet, he was so drunk that he grabbed Jiang Musheng's neck and pulled him straight to the carriage, while Mu Yang chased after him.

When Jiang Musheng struggled to explain, he didn't listen and just kept shouting, "Son! I'm your father! Come home with father!"

This matter made the court officials laugh for a long time, and after a long time, Jiang Musheng wanted to take a detour when he saw him. However, this matter gradually passed away, but Fu Sheng didn't want to find it out again, and laughter spread in the hall for a while.

Mu Yuan blushed with anger when he heard his fault, "I was drunk!"

Fu Sheng still looked calm, "Oh... Then it seems that General Mu will drink less this time."

Even if Mu Yuan has ten mouths, he can't argue with Fu Sheng. If the emperor allows, he would like to compete with Fu Sheng with his fists.

An illiterate reckless man with the hardest bones and fists all over his body.

The emperor smiled and came out to smooth things over, "In my opinion, the prime minister should say a few words less, and the general should drink less, which is just right."

Fu Sheng cupped his hands in response.

The emperor said again, "This New Year's banquet is different from the past, and all the ministers know it, so you must have a good time, even if you drink a few more glasses, it doesn't matter."

Everyone should bow to each other.

The emperor waved his hand lightly, and the palace people around him immediately shouted, "Talk to the Illusionist of the Alien Race—"

The lights in the main hall seemed to be extinguished at once, the light dimmed, and there were whispered discussions in the hall, buzzing.

Wen Yantong saw that the light was much darker, so he dared to raise his head to look around.

She saw the first area opposite Chi Jingxi Station, with Cheng Yanchuan, Cheng Xin and other princes beside her. A floor-to-ceiling glazed long lamp happened to stand beside him, and the soft light shone on his side face, depicting a handsome and delicate outline.

When the lights are dimmed, it's hard to see clearly. Wen Yantong vaguely saw Chi Jingxi's dark and heavy eyes, looking at the gate of the palace with everyone.

Almost all the young masters standing opposite were handsome and outstanding. At this moment, the lights dimmed, and the girl who was secretly watching the person opposite grabbed a lot. Chi Jingxi doesn't know how many rich ladies will secretly miss him.

I don't know if it was because the gaze was too hot, but Chi Jingxi seemed to feel it, her beautiful black eyes turned suddenly, and she looked at Wen Yantong. In an instant, separated by a long distance, hazy light, and among the few people standing in between, the two actually met their eyes.

This kind of heart palpitation came out of nowhere, rushing wildly in Wen Yantong's heart.

Just looking at each other for a moment, Wen Yantong immediately lowered his head and buried it behind the others.

She stroked her heart subconsciously, only to feel that her heart twisted so badly just now, her whole body could feel the beating at a fast frequency, and her blood burned. On the contrary, she lowered her head and stood in a casual posture, so faint that she seemed to be a part of the darkness, so inconspicuous that she didn't attract anyone's attention.

Wen Yantong seemed to hear the sound of her own heart beating. She didn't know if it was because she was afraid that Chi Jingxi would see her or something else, but she couldn't calm down.

But after a while, she discovered that what she heard in her ears was actually the sound of drums. A dull and very rhythmic drumbeat.

Then a group of aliens stepped on the drum and slowly entered the arena, appearing in the sight of everyone. Men and women are dressed in colorful flocks, like flower peacocks. The difference is that the men's long hair is tied up and turned into a few long braids, while the women's long hair is loose and they wear Linlang hair accessories.

There are several wide silver bracelets on the man's arm, and thin silver rings on the woman's ankle, with bells on them, which ring with every step, quite crisp.

The men and women of different races walked in circles, tapped and danced to the center of the hall, and then suddenly they held hands and circled in twos, their beautiful clothes were like blooming flowers. Then these people turned faster and faster, and everyone stood on tiptoe, as if they could turn around immediately.

In this high-speed rotation, I heard the drum beating suddenly and heavily, and then these men and women who were circling suddenly turned into thousands of plum petals and burst! Everyone was startled by the scene in front of them, and they called out in low voices.

The petals seemed to be blown by the wind, circling in the hall, brushing everyone's clothes and hair, Wen Yantong reached out and pinched a petal and held it in his hand, smelling the aroma of plum blossoms at the tip of his nose.

Opening the palm again, the white and pink plum blossoms turned into tiny snowflakes, which melted into the hands in an instant. She raised her head in amazement, and saw that the plum blossoms were rolled up and turned into snow when they fell down.

Chaoge is approaching the end of the new year and there is no snow these days, it seems that the feeling of the year is still a little bit off, but everyone did not expect to see the scene of snow in the hall today.

The snow wasn't falling densely, but when he looked up, his eyes were covered with flying snowflakes. Wen Yantong opened his mouth slightly, and after eating some, he felt the tip of his tongue was sweet and cool.

She was happy for no reason, she rolled her eyes and smiled, her eyes swirled in the snow, and before she had time to have self-awareness, she fell on Chi Jingxi who was opposite.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but as soon as his gaze settled, he met Shangchi Jingxi's distant gaze. The snowflakes fell on his black hair, red clothes, and embroidered gold silk Ruyi patterns, but it didn't seem to fall into his eyes.

At the moment when Wen Yantong panicked, the lights in the main hall suddenly dimmed a lot, as if there were only a few lights left, and the light suddenly became extremely dark, and Wen Yantong couldn't see Chi Jingxi's face at all. .

This made her relax a lot in an instant, and her eyes became wanton at the moment, staring at Chi Jingxi's blurred outline.

Then the snow stopped, turned into thousands of fireflies, lit up with green light, scattered around the hall for a few times, and flew to Chi Jingxi's side at the same time. Those fireflies will circle around Chi Jingxi's body, forming an ambilight-like beauty from top to bottom. In an instant, he became the most eye-catching person in the hall.

He raised his hand slightly, and spots of light came down from his hairpin, wrapped around his hands, and then wrapped around the brocade boots hidden under the robe.

As if pulling him forward.

Chi Jingxi saw it, so he followed the speckled light and stepped forward, but when the footsteps fell, a flower slowly bloomed under his feet, with the tip of the lotus-colored petals and the bottom of the snow-white petals, giving off a soft and delicate glow.

This is Shaojing's national flower, lotus.

Every time he takes a step, lotus flowers will bloom on the soles of his feet. The sounds of exclamation in the hall came one after another, endlessly.

Wen Yantong couldn't even move his eyes away, he didn't know if he was attracted by this beautiful and gorgeous illusion, or he was infatuated by Chi Jingxi who was stepping on the lotus and surrounded by fireflies.

When he walked to the center, the lotus under his feet burst open and merged with the fireflies, and then he heard the sound of a drum, and the aliens suddenly appeared again, standing in a circle around Chi Jingxi, and bowed to salute at the same time.

"I wish the little marquis an auspicious birthday and all the best."

Then one after another the lights were turned on again, and the light in the hall slowly recovered, and everyone also shouted together, "I wish the young master a happy birthday."

Chi Jingxi nodded slightly, "Thank you for your kindness."

The emperor burst out laughing, clapped his hands and said cheerfully, "It's really wonderful. It's really icing on the cake to have such an event at Xiaoxi's birthday banquet."

Chi Jingxi smiled, and when she smiled, her smiling eyes became even more beautiful, "Thanks to Your Majesty."

"It's your birthday today, just ask for anything you want." The emperor waved his hand and said generously.

A person standing on the court seat also stood up and said, "Your Majesty, don't be spoiled, it is enough for Xiaoxi to receive such an honor."

It was only then that Wen Yantong discovered that Chi Jingxi's father, Marquis Anhuai, had also come to the New Year banquet.

The emperor refused, and gave An Huaihou a very disgusted look, "You don't come out to persuade, I am happy to reward Xiaoxi's things... Anyway, let's put the name first."

He raised his hand, and the palace servant placed a tray on the ground, on which was placed a red and black inlaid jade brocade cloth, the palace servant picked it up and said,

"The third son Chi Jingxi, Marquis of Anhuai, was born five years ago, and was born in Ruixing five years ago. He is now eighteen years old. He is talented and talented. He has a literary talent and a martial arts strategy. Today, he bestows the title: Single gift, and I hope that he will live up to everyone's trust in the future. , as a pillar handed down from generation to generation."

Chi Jingxi raised her robe and knelt down to salute, "Thank you, my lord, a single salute will definitely live up to everyone's orders."

Everyone also said at the same time, "Congratulations, young master."

Only then did Wen Yantong understand, no wonder they said this year's banquet was unusual, it turned out to be Chi Jingxi's crown banquet!

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, suddenly became tense, her forehead was extremely low, and she didn't dare to raise her head anymore.

"Get up." The emperor said, a little dissatisfied, "Thank me for what I did, your father insisted on taking this crown himself, and he won't let me take it."

An Huai Hou smiled, "It was decided early in the morning. His Majesty took away the name, and at least left the name to the minister, who is a father."

After Chi Jingxi stood up, his eyes were as deep as a bottomless ancient well, and he cast his eyes faintly in the direction of Wen Yantong, but he didn't see anyone.

Afterwards, An Huaihou led his servants to Chi Jingxi's side, and took off the jade hairpin from his head. It was replaced by a jade crown that was as red as cinnabar, and the color was very dull. The center was inlaid with clear-cut glazed stones, and the surrounding area was engraved with golden auspicious cloud patterns.

The emperor smiled and asked, "Why did you take the word as single gift?"

"Shan Tongshan is also good at goodness. I hope that the dog can learn more etiquette. No matter how far the road is, he will have his own rules and good ways in his heart."

Chi Jingxi smiled slightly, "I would like to follow my father's teaching."

After the crown was finished, the emperor announced the opening of the banquet, and the people in the hall returned to the small rooms one by one.

Chi Jingxi took two steps towards the room, then looked back, and saw those yingyingyanyan women entering the room, and many of them cast their eyes on him blatantly. His eyes circled around those women twice, but he couldn't find them.

Just now his vision was dim, and the man hid quickly, he couldn't see very clearly.

It seems that he only remembers the person who looks exactly like Wen Yantong, with a touch of rouge on his lips.

After Wen Yantong slipped into the room with her neck between her arms, hot delicacies were served on the table one after another, and the room became lively. But these bustles don't belong to the servants. When the ladies and daughters eat, they can only stand obediently behind, serving tea and water from time to time.

Fu Tanghuan didn't order her, and quietly took the soft pastry with two flavors of salty and sweet, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and then handed it to Wen Yantong underneath, pointing to the side door.

Wen Yantong understood, hid the pastry in her sleeve, and then sneaked out from the small door, the guard guarding the door asked her what she was doing, she said she wanted to go to the latrine. The guard showed her the way, and she walked along the road until she reached a place where no one was there, and then she took out the things in her sleeves and ate them.

Although I didn't eat any delicacies, but this trip was not in vain, the illusion just now was like fairy art, if I hadn't sneaked into the palace, I am afraid I would never have the chance to see it in this life.

Wen Yantong was eating, her mind was in a mess, she was thinking about it, and suddenly she was bumped from behind, and the pastry in her hand was almost knocked over, but luckily she held it steadily.

But when she turned her head and looked, the maid who bumped into her was walking fast, as if she didn't care that she bumped into someone at all. Wen Yantong cursed secretly twice, lowered his eyes and saw something wrapped in silk cloth on the ground.

She picked it up and unfolded it, and found that inside was a red jade tablet the size of a palm, with knots woven with small jade beads on the top, tassels on the bottom, and the word "Shaojing" outlined in gold thread on the back.

Wen Yantong turned over the jade plaque, and the words "Chi Jingxi" were engraved on it.

She suddenly felt her hand was hot, and immediately threw the jade tablet on the ground, taking a deep breath in fright.

She turned her head and was about to leave, but after walking a few steps, she turned her head and ran back immediately, put the jade tablet and the silk cloth into her bosom, then stroked her clothes, and went back as if nothing happened.

Today, if this jade tablet belongs to anyone other than Chi Jingxi, she will treat it as if she has never seen it before.

I was nervous at first, but after a while, the New Year's banquet ended. Then she took Chi Jingxi's jade card and followed Fu Tanghuan out of the palace smoothly.

After going back, he had a quick meal, took a hot bath, and then lay down on the bed with the blanket in his arms. On that day, Moli and Heying collected the New Year's Eve together.

She was lying on the bed, holding Chi Jingxi's jade plaque in her hand, waiting for the first chime of Chaoge's chiming clock.

From the first day to the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, it is time for Chaoge children to have fun, such as temple fairs, lantern festivals, fireworks shows, and various lively activities are held in various streets of Chaoge.

Mu Yang had already come to the door of Wen Yantong's house a long time ago, knocking on the door and calling her to go out to play, but Wen Yantong was so guilty that he dared not go out again, so he pretended to be sick and shirked.

After pushing for seven or eight days, Mu Yang stood at the door and asked the servant who notified him very sadly, "Tell me honestly, is Wen Yantong dying of illness?"

Wen Yantong was so angry that he almost vomited blood when he heard the words from the servants in the room. This Mu Yang cursed her to death from the first time he saw her.

Wen Yantong avoided seeing her, and Mu Yang had no choice but to send batches of herbs to her house, hoping that she would recover soon.

It's just that such a lame reason can only deceive Mu Yang.

On this day, Wen Yantong woke up after taking a nap, and was notified of a visitor. She hadn't fully recognized the face of her servant, so she naturally didn't realize that the person who came to report was not from Wen Zhai.

Walking to the main hall in a daze, the servants opened the door for her, and as soon as she entered, she saw Chi Jingxi in a crescent white robe sitting in the hall. He held a cup of hot tea in his hand, his eyes were lowered, steam was rising from the cup, half covering his handsome face.

Wen Yantong was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he wanted to sit on the ground immediately.

He heard his casual tone, "Is it useful to hide?"

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