Fu Tanghuan also has an elder brother and an elder sister, although they are not the same mother, they are also the direct sons of the Xiangfu.
The eldest brother is double-faced and hypocritical, while the second sister is cowardly and timid, and her mind is not right.
In the plot of the original book, Chi Jingxi failed to marry Fu Tanghuan, and almost married the second sister Fu Yan back home, but before getting married, Fu Yan was killed, and everyone rumored that it was Chi Jingxi who killed Fu Yan after her unsuccessful courtship, But as for who the murderer is, the book does not describe in detail.
Right now, I saw four people coming together. Among the three women, one was Chi Jingxi who loved him but couldn't get her, the other almost married him back home, and the third loved and hated Chi Jingxi so much that she wanted to betray him in the end. people.
Wen Yantong subconsciously looked at Chi Jingxi, saw his face was calm, and said, "Young Master, why don't we go in first."
Chi Jingxi froze for a moment, before he could speak, Wen Yantong grabbed his wrist and pulled him upstairs.
Seeing that he was about to be taken away, Fu Mingyi was obviously in a hurry, so he quickened his pace and called him.
Wen Yantong, on the other hand, pretended to be deaf and dumb with the cheek to pull Chi Jingxi into the building as if he hadn't heard. He walked to Chi Jingxi's seat without stopping.
There was an empty seat beside Chi Jingxi, Wen Yantong simply sat down beside him, and whispered to Chi Jingxi, "Young Master, can you give me the chestnut back?"
There was a vague smile in Chi Jingxi's eyes, and he returned the chestnut to Wen Yantong.
Cheng Xin turned her head and said, "Where did you go? The second scene is almost over."
"Go out for a walk." Chi Jingxi replied casually.
Cheng Xin looked at Wen Yantong, smiled and said, "So I took someone out to buy things."
Chi Jingxi snorted softly, "I didn't go."
Cheng Xin understood the meaning of these words, and said to Wen Yantong, "Next time you go, just bring a single gift, and you don't have to pay for it yourself."
Wen Yantong nodded blankly, thinking that there is such a good thing.
Chi Jingxi propped his face with his hands, his posture became lazy, but the smile on his face became stronger, the lights reflected in his eyes, he sometimes looked at the stage, and sometimes at Wen Yantong.
Wen Yantong looked at it seriously, and finished eating the bag of chestnuts in a short while. After eating, her fingers were sticky, so she rubbed her hands together.
Looking up, he met Chi Jingxi's disgusted eyes.
Wen Yantong felt itchy in his heart, pinched the sleeve hanging by his hand and rubbed it, and then Chi Jingxi pinched his cheek, "I'm getting more and more courageous."
Wen Yantong said, "It was Young Master who despised me first."
Chi Jingxi said, "So you just wipe your hands on my sleeve?"
"Don't dare, I just saw creases on your clothes, I'll smooth them out for you." Wen Yantong said with great effort.
Chi Jingxi let go, wiped off the crumbs around her mouth, took out a square dark brocade handkerchief, wiped her hands, and handed it to Wen Yantong.
Wen Yantong took it cheerfully, wiped his fingers clean, then folded the brocade handkerchief and stuffed it into his arms, "Take it as something given to me by the young master."
Chi Jingxi watched her blatantly taking her own things as her own, but said nothing, with a chuckle on the corner of her mouth.
Time passed quickly, and the three plays were sung very quickly. After the actors on the stage had called their curtains, the lights above their heads were turned on again, and the people upstairs dispersed one after another.
Mu Yuan was still sleeping soundly on his seat, Fu Sheng got up and walked past him, bumping his foot with his toe intentionally, waking him up.
Fu Sheng laughed, "General Mu, the show is over, you can go home and sleep."
Mu Yuan rubbed his face in a daze, only to realize that it was over, stood up wearily, and yawned, "Thank you, Prime Minister, for your trouble."
Cheng Yanchuan and others got up one after another and walked to Fu Sheng's side. Fu Sheng said, "I heard that the crown prince is going to hold a banquet in Baihuayuan?"
Cheng Yanchuan laughed and said, "It's true, it's Shan Li's second brother's birthday, so I want to invite some young children to get together and have fun."
After hearing this, Mu Yuan said, "It's good to be like this. When you're young, you should have fun, but you should drink less alcohol. Drinking is too much trouble. Yang'er will go too. Take good care of him and don't let him cause trouble."
Cheng Yanchuan smiled helplessly, "Don't worry, General."
He turned his head to Fu Sheng and said, "The three of the prime minister's mansion should also have time, I think and call them, the prime minister should not stop."
Fu Sheng's smile remained unchanged, "Ming Yi and Xiao Yan are busy with things these days, but Xiao Liu has nothing to do, let him go and play with him."
Fu Zixian, whose name was suddenly called, was stunned, and nodded calmly.
Wen Yantong stood beside him, he couldn't help but be puzzled. Fu Sheng What does this mean? The Hundred Flowers Banquet hosted by the crown prince this time is naturally to entertain the direct descendants of all the mansions, and it is also a great opportunity to make friends. How could Fu Sheng give this opportunity to Fu Zixian
Could it be that she misunderstood the plot of the original book? In fact, did not understand the relationship between Fu Sheng and Fu Zixian
Cheng Yanchuan didn't care who would go, so he agreed with a smile.
Fu Sheng asked again, "Has the crown prince decided on the play at the banquet?"
Cheng Yanchuan said, "Not yet, the Prime Minister seems to like to listen to operas, why don't you introduce me to an opera troupe?"
Fu Shengdao, "Isn't it good to hear today, the prince can consider it."
Cheng Yanchuan said, "Since it was recommended by the prime minister, I certainly believed it."
No, there is a problem.
Wen Yantong's brows sank.
Fu Sheng would take the initiative to recommend this troupe? ! Could it be that these actor killers are not from Fu Sheng
She originally thought that Fu Sheng was behind the plot to kill Cheng Yanchuan at the banquet. But the party who poisoned it clearly stated that it was the third prince, and the actor killer was not Fu Sheng, so who could it be
If it was Fu Sheng, he would never recommend this troupe here. If Cheng Yanchuan was killed by a troupe member, Fu Sheng would be the first to be questioned. He would not be so stupid as to turn the fire on himself.
On the surface, Fu Sheng didn't know that these actors were killers in disguise.
Someone else wanted to kill Cheng Yanchuan!
Wen Yantong suddenly became confused, she only remembered how Cheng Yanchuan died, and always thought it was Fu Sheng who did it, but in the plot that did not appear in the story of this book, Fu Sheng's suspicion was completely overthrown, and now even she didn't know Who is the murderer.
The partners chatted a few more words and went out one after another. Wen Yantong fell behind in a daze, Chi Jingxi saw that she was absent-minded, and gently lifted her ear, "What are you thinking? Pay attention to the road under your feet."
Wen Yantong came back to his senses, raised his head and asked, "Young Master, will you go back soon?"
Chi Jingxi said, "I still have to enter the palace."
Wen Yantong was a little disappointed, "Alright then."
Chi Jingxi saw her small expression in his eyes, pondered for a moment and said, "I've been a little busy these days, if you have anything to do, just send someone to the Hou's Mansion to inform you."
"Okay, I see." Wen Yantong said.
Chi Jingxi said again, "If you have nothing to do and feel bored, I'll ask Yang Erduo to go and play with you, and tell me when you get home, and I'll arrange a carriage for you."
Wen Yantong was overwhelmed by flattery, and said repeatedly, "No need, I have some things to do recently, Mr. Hua said that he will come to see me tomorrow, he should have something to do."
Chi Jingxi fell silent and did not speak again.
The two of them left the beauty building together, and as soon as they came out, they were squeezed together by the crowd, and then the noise was deafening, Wen Yantong was pushed onto Chi Jingxi's body, and took several steps back.
It turned out that the people in the theater were throwing special theater tickets, and five tickets could be exchanged for a complete movie ticket. Common people are most enthusiastic about free things like this. Even though the guards tried their best to stop them, they couldn't resist the madness of the crowd, and they were all squeezed into a group in an instant.
Chi Jingxi subconsciously held Wen Yantong in his arms and backed away. Wen Yantong took the opportunity to put the note on Chi Jingxi. The crowd was crowded, and Chi Jingxi was only concerned about not crowding the short Wen Yantong, as if he didn't pay attention to the small movements of the person in his arms.
After the crowd was evacuated, Chi Jingxi released her, "Are you injured?"
Wen Yantong shook his head, because his face was a little hot from Chi Jingxi's arms just now, and he was a little guilty, so he laughed to cover it up, and touched Chi Jingxi's clothes, "The hair on the robe of the young master is so cute. So soft."
Chi Jingxi lowered his eyes and touched his chest, "Don't just leave your saliva on it."
Of course Wen Yantong didn't have it, but he still pretended to rub it with his sleeve, "Even if there is, wipe it clean!"
Chi Jingxi couldn't help curling up the corners of his mouth, and hummed softly, "You have winks."
The two went out with a smile again, Fu Sheng and Mu Yuan had already left, taking away their sons, and Mu Yang left the carriage to send Wen Yantong home. Cheng Yanchuan was still waiting not far away, Chi Jingxi took a look and stopped suddenly.
Wen Yantong didn't know why, so he looked at him suspiciously, but heard his low voice, "Do you know Wen Yan?"
"What's the reason for asking this suddenly?" Wen Yantong wondered.
"Know?" Chi Jingxi's eyes moved slightly, his eyes seemed to be frozen, and he looked at her fixedly.
Wen Yantong guessed his expression, saw that his expression was soft and not oppressive, and thought he was just asking casually, so he replied truthfully, "I don't know him, I haven't heard of it."
Chi Jingxi's expression didn't change, and he didn't mention it again, but said, "Go back quickly, and I'll find you when I'm free."
Wen Yantong nodded, but still hoped that he would concentrate on preparing to prevent the assassination of the prince, and said, "Young Lord, you must concentrate on your own affairs. If I have anything, I will come to you. Don't refuse me." Oh door."
Chi Jingxi couldn't help laughing. Looking at her expression, he felt a little itchy in his palms. Thinking that he didn't act casually in public, he secretly clenched his fists and said, "I know."
Wen Yantong subconsciously waved at him, Chi Jingxi was a little puzzled, and tilted his head to look. But he didn't ask any questions, and turned to leave.
Wen Yantong also got into the carriage of the shepherd's family, lying on the soft couch in the carriage, heaved a long sigh of relief.
On the other side, Chi Jingxi lifted the curtain and got into the carriage. After taking his seat, Cheng Yanchuan ordered the carriage to set off, and the carriage became quiet for a while.
Chi Jingxi sat quietly for a while, and suddenly took out a crumpled piece of paper from his bosom, and slowly unfolded it.
He looked down at the words on the paper and was silent for a while.
Seeing him staring straight at him, Cheng Xin raised her head to look, "What are you looking at?"
After he read the words, his face suddenly sank, "What does this mean?"
Cheng Yanchuan sat opposite, wondering, "What's wrong?"
Chi Jingxi didn't change much, but raised his eyes and asked, "Brother Shezhao, what kind of tea will be used for the tea at the Hundred Flowers Banquet?"
Cheng Yanchuan didn't know why, but he still said, "It's the Longjing tea from a neighboring country, and my father specially approved it for me to use it in the Hundred Flowers Banquet. My father still attaches great importance to your choice of wife."
Chi Jingxi's expression was gloomy, his dark eyes were deep, and he didn't speak any more, but turned his hand and put the paper on the table.
When Cheng Yanchuan saw it, he instantly understood the meaning above, and said in a deep voice, "Who gave you this paper?"
Chi Jingxi said slowly, "Wen Yantong."
After Wen Yantong went back, he had a meal, took a hot bath, and fell asleep comfortably, without knowing anything else.
The next day he got up early, because Huamo said he was looking for her, so he didn't dare to be lazy.
When Huamo came, she had already waited for a long time and invited him into the main hall.
"Master, you came to look for me early in the morning, but what's the matter?" Wen Yantong offered hot tea in person.
Hua Mo smiled and said, "I have always come to see what the imperial residence looks like. I have been in the palace for more than 30 years, and I have never received such a big reward."
Wen Yantong rubbed his head, "This is all a mistake."
Huamo took a sip of tea, "I came to you this time mainly to ask if you want to participate in the piano performance at the Hundred Flowers Banquet."
"Hundred Flowers Feast?" Wen Yantong was stunned, thinking to himself that it couldn't be such a coincidence, could it
"It's the banquet that the prince is going to hold. The palace has ordered us to form a team and go to the banquet to perform. After thinking about it, I think you are good at playing Xiqin, so I want to ask if you want to go."
Wen Yantong said, "... I don't know how to learn to play, if something goes wrong..."
Hua Mo said, "Your piano skills are good enough, comparable to most of the musicians in the palace."
She didn't even think about refusing, she just pretended to be embarrassed, and then agreed, "Okay, when should we go to practice?"
Huamo smiled satisfied, "That's right, but I came to you this time, half out of my own selfishness, I want you to do me a favor."
Wen Yantong asked suspiciously, "Master, is there anything else I can help with?"
Hua Mo couldn't understand her talking about her wife, "I'm out of college, just call me Sister Hua. I studied piano in the palace since I was a child, and there was a man surnamed Wang who liked to compare me since he was a child, and wanted to overwhelm me in everything. A few days ago, she received a talented apprentice, and she was so happy that her tail went up to the sky, and she crowded out and laughed at me all day long, so I want you to pretend to be my apprentice to win my reputation."
Hearing this, Wen Yantong couldn't help laughing, secretly thinking that Huamo is already at this age, it's really naive to argue over such a trivial matter.
"Sister Hua, don't worry, I will be your apprentice from now on." Wen Yantong patted his chest and said very righteously.
Huamo was so happy that she rubbed Wen Yantong's face several times, and told her the time and place of the practice.
Regarding the performances at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, the list was actually made by the palace, but after all Huamo was the leader of the palace luthier, so she still had the right to change someone, so Wen Yantong was replaced.
For the remaining 20 days, Wen Yantong practiced the tune given by Huamo, and Mu Yang also came to look for it several times, but Wen Yantong refused because he was busy, and he was cursing when he left.
Wen Yantong was afraid that the meaning would not be conveyed properly, so she always had to go and see it herself. She knew when the killer would attack Cheng Yanchuan, and also knew which cup the poison was poured into. As long as she was allowed to go to the scene, she would be able to To save Cheng Yanchuan's life.
Chi Jingxi was also really busy, and hadn't seen him for more than 20 days, but he would still send someone to the house to say hello, Wen Yantong was a little relieved, thinking that Chi Jingxi should have already started preparations.
Dazzlingly, February 20th is here, and the sons of the major officials of Chaoge have all received invitations from Cheng Yanchuan, no matter who they know or not, they have given them away.
The Baihua Garden is very vast, with pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, winding verandahs, exquisitely carved rockery and stone carvings. The garden has two large entrances, surrounded by guards and guards, and the carriage must stop. In heretics, people have to come in person with invitation cards, hand them over for inspection, record their identities and personnel, and then let them go.
All processes are orderly and heavily guarded.
Wen Yantong entered through the small gate with Huamo. She was wearing dark clothes and carrying Xiqin on her back. As soon as she entered the gate, she saw bare flower stalks on both sides of the road, which was not beautiful.
Thinking about it, it is still very cold in February, where are the flowers
She followed Huamo and turned seven turns, and reached the bamboo and wooden house, where people were coming in and out.
Hua Mo said, "The room on the far side is what I specially asked for you."
Wen Yantong thanked her repeatedly, and after entering the door, she found that although the room was not spacious, it had two compartments, and the clothes were hung on the bamboo racks. The color is slightly darker camellia red, with silver silk scroll moiré embroidered on the collar, and covered with a light ink gauze wide-sleeved gauze, which falls to the ankles, so the color does not look so bright.
But when men wear it, it still looks a little more gorgeous. Wen Yantong looked at Huamo suspiciously.
Huamo also laughed, "This is a banquet, so naturally you should dress nicely."
She pulled Wen Yantong in front of the bronze mirror. On the table were all kinds of flower hairpins and hair ornaments, a dazzling array of beautiful objects, and some bottles and jars, which I don't know what to do with.
Huamo divided the flower hairpins into four sets, two sets for hairpins, and two sets for flower decorations, "These are the ones you will wear later, pick four you like from here."
Wen Yantong was speechless, he did not expect to be so ostentatiously dressed at the banquet. But thinking about it, it is not an ordinary banquet after all, and it is gorgeous regardless of gender. In ancient times, there was a dynasty where it was especially popular for men to wear flowers on their heads and tattooed arms.
"You go to the inner room and put on the pair first." Huamo rolled up her sleeves, "I'll dress you up before I go to other things."
Wen Yantong agreed, then took off her clothes, opened the cotton curtain and went to the inner room, stood behind the screen and changed clothes quickly. The clothes fit well, and it covered the ankles, so it wouldn't drag on the ground. The black gauze on the outside made the clothes very fairy-like.
Especially like those fairies flying in the sky in TV dramas.
Wen Yantong came out and imitated the posture of a fairy to make gestures, while Huamo said from the side, "What are you gesticulating, come and sit quickly, you are in a hurry."
Wen Yantong snorted, and hurried to sit down, Huamo first tied up her hair in an extremely simple way, leaned close to her face to look at it, then picked up a bottle, after pulling it out, it was filled with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.
Huamo took a brush, "After brushing this, my face will become whiter."
Wen Yantong closed his eyes and let her brush. In fact, the image of a luthier is like this, no matter men or women, when they perform, they naturally have to dress up more delicately, women are turned into beauties, and men are turned into little faces.
Huamo said while brushing, "Your skin is pretty good."
Wen Yantong smiled and said, "It's not exposed to wind and sun, so it's naturally more delicate."
The transparent ointment felt a little cool on the face, after Huamo finished brushing, she went to sit beside her and told her to wait obediently.
But after not sitting for a while, someone knocked on the door and called Huamo's name.
It was probably because Huamo needed to go to other places, she negotiated with the person at the door, but she couldn't shirk it, so she turned her head and came back to Wen Yantong and said, "It's about half a stick of incense, if I don't come back, you can use the table Just wipe the brocade cloth on it casually, I will try to come back as soon as possible."
Wen Yantong couldn't open his eyes, so he responded casually.
After Huamo left, the room fell silent, Wen Yantong waited bored for a while, and she couldn't estimate how long the banzhuxiang would last, so she had to wait for the ointment on her face to dry slowly.
While waiting, the door opened again from behind, Wen Yantong thought it was Huamo who came back, and said, "Sister Hua, my hair seems to be loose, can you tie it up for me?"
Footsteps approached softly, and stopped behind Wen Yantong, then covered her hair with both hands, and gently tied it tightly. It only stretched forward again, and the sleeves brushed against her ears and landed on the table in front of her.
It was as if he took a hairpin and gently inserted it into her hair.
Wen Yantong originally wanted to pick it out by herself, but if Huamo picked it for her, she would have no objection, since those hairpins are no different anyway.
"Sister Hua, you have to choose something nicer for me." Wen Yantong said with a smile.
The people behind still didn't respond.
Wen Yantong suddenly felt something was wrong, so he quickly reached out to touch the brocade cloth on the table. The person behind saw her intention, reached out to pick up the brocade cloth, just in time Wen Yantong grabbed it, and she touched that person's hand, which was not petite and soft like a woman at all.
Wen Yantong hurriedly wiped his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw the person reflected in the mirror.
I saw Chi Jingxi wearing a gown with bud yellow and dark gold patterns, bright in color, making his eyebrows look more like thick ink, with long hair tied up, black and black crown inlaid with white jade, both energetic and heroic.
He was lowering his head slightly, slowly pushing a vermilion ivory hairpin into Wen Yantong's hair.
Wen Yantong instantly relaxed, "Little Hou Ye, you made a noise anyway, it scared me."
Chi Jingxi raised her picturesque eyebrows and looked at her in the mirror, with a half-smile in her eyes, making it difficult to see clearly, "Aren't you afraid when you see me?"
"It's too late to see you happy, so of course I'm not afraid." Wen Yantong turned his head and saw the hairpin in the mirror, "It seems that Sister Hua didn't give you this..."
"I sent you." Chi Jingxi whispered.
Wen Yantong was surprised, "Why did Young Master suddenly give me something?"
Chi Jingxi didn't answer, but picked up the uncapped rouge from the table, picked up the bright red with her index finger, twisted Wen Yantong's chair with her feet, and slowly bent down.
Wen Yantong was a little scared, and shrank back, "Young Lord, what are you going to do?"
"Don't move." Chi Jingxi pinched her chin, smeared the rouge on her index finger on her tender lips, and the smoky red instantly made Wen Yantong's face delicate.
Chi Jingxi gently wiped it a few times, and the soft fingertips slid down her lips to her neck, leaving carmine red on her fair neck. Wen Yantong felt the touch and swallowed nervously saliva.
"What for?" she asked.
Chi Jingxi's dark eyes were deep, and when she hooked her fingers, the jade-inlaid button around her neck was loosened, revealing her thin and beautiful bones.
The author has something to say: [Chi Jingxi's Little Diary]
February 2:
Anyway, she always lied to me,
Not bad this time.