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When Chen's father heard this, he just said that he would take Chen Sheng to Xinjing for a visit when he had time. He regarded Li Xianyuan as a junior, but he knew that Li Xianyuan could take good care of himself, so there was no need to remind him.

When County Magistrate Fang heard this, he shook his head with emotion. He always felt that Li Xianyuan was as old as this year, and it was too early to enter the officialdom. However, he knew Li Xianyuan's character, and if he knew it, he would never change it. He had to let him be careful in everything in Xinjing.

He reminded Li Xianyuan that Xinjing would not compare with Wuhou County. It is at the foot of the imperial city, where princes and ministers, and rich and powerful people live. Intrigues and disputes in the officialdom must not be taken lightly.

Li Xianyuan wrote down and came out of the county government.

The sky was already clear and the learning had not yet melted. It was seen that groups of children ran and played, catching snow balls and kneading into balls, playing snowballs with each other. Their faces were red with cold, and their smiles did not diminish at all.

Standing in the snow, Li Xianyuan watched the children chase and run away.

"Brother Li, you seem to yearn for it very much." The sound of silver pearls falling from the jade plate sounded in your ears.

"It's okay." Li Xianyuan spoke calmly and then came to his senses.

Wan'er's voice!

But there is no one around him except him.

Li Xianyuan rubbed his eyebrows. He couldn't stand it after not sleeping for only one night, and he got hallucination, and his body became worse and worse...

There is a saying: Catch the wind and capture shadows. If you can build a foundation, there is no wind and shadows to capture.

Feeling a little chill, Li Xianyuan tightened her long gown and stepped on the snow to return to the inn.

Three days later, Li Xianyuan walked out of the inn with a bag with a bamboo tube spirit sword on his side.

A young man named Zeng was outside the door. When he saw Li Xianyuan coming out, he bowed and bowed.

"Mr. Li, it's time for us to set off.

”

...

The cold wind is cold and the frozen soil is hard after the snow. The carriage is bumpy and uneven when it is traveling.

The moat flows rushing and has not frozen yet.

Two large carriages slowly drove from a distance, one in front and one behind. The two horses pulling the carriage were spraying with heat in their noses. Although they were dusty, their bodies were all superb and majestic.

There were many pedestrians and vehicles on both sides of the road. After waiting for a short while, they drove into the city.

The capital is prosperous, with peddlers and barracks and juggling all kinds of plays, which makes people dazzled. People come and go on the streets, shouting and shouting endlessly, and it is extremely lively, and it is worthy of the capital of a country.

The Prince Chengjing’s Mansion is in the north of the city, which is also where Li Xianyuan wants to leave.

In the carriage, Li Xianyuan sat alone. The warmer in the carriage was short and the case was full of cold. It was cold outside the carriage and warm inside.

Walking along the bustling streets, Xinjing is more than several times larger than Wuhou County. The palace is majestic and majestic in the distance, and the soldiers looking for the street are powerful and powerful.

The north of the city is near a corner of the inland river.

Those who can live here are less than one person and more than ten thousand people. King Chengjing, Grand Tutor, Minister of Revenue, and Duke Yang Wei were all adjacent, and they looked down but did not look up.

The street is spacious, with blue bricks and snow cleaned, clean and spotless. There are high doors on both sides.

Two carriages were one in front of the other, and stayed in front of the Prince Chengjing's mansion.

The gate of the red lacquer was wide open, and a gentle young man stood in front of the door, about twenty years old. He was wearing a brocade dress and a golden silk bag around his waist. A young man stood beside him, wearing a long sword on his back, with a clear outline on his face and sharp eyebrows.

"Prince, I am fortunate to be unfair to my fate." The young man surnamed Zeng came down in front of him and knelt down on the steps in front of Mr. Wen Run.

Li Xianyuan got off the carriage, looked around, and looked at the gentle young master on the steps.

"Brother Li, you and I have met again." Young Master Wen Run chuckled.

This person was the one who invited Li Xianyuan to a pot of tea in Minglang Inn.

A dignified prince went out and invited him personally, and this ceremony was very important.

"King Cheng." Li Xianyuan was not surprised and bowed calmly, as if he had known it before.

King Cheng likes Li Xianyuan's plain temperament and nods and chucks: "Since you and I are of the same generation and have a lot of friendship, don't call me Prince. Call me Jing Tongyou."

Li Xianyuan nodded.

"Huh? Didn't your Miss Li come with you?" King Cheng talked with Li Xianyuan like a friend of the same age.

Li Xianyuan said: "I am not familiar with Miss Li, so the prince misunderstood."

"Oh? Is that right?" King Cheng suddenly raised an interesting smile. "Brother Li has been working hard for the time being. I will prepare a generous gift for you, and I hope you can accept it with a smile."

"Good gift?"

King Cheng smiled and patted his palms. Soon, a maid walked out from behind the door.

There is a key in the plate. After a little thought, you will know what the gift of King Cheng is.

"King Cheng is intent." Li Xianyuan bowed.

King Cheng’s move is just a way to win over people. However, because of his gentle and kind temperament, he cannot make people disgusted at all.

"It's just a small gift. It's a drop in the bucket for me."

He said again: "You know, I am the prince. And my elder brother is full of eyes. If you are too enthusiastic about you, there will be many discussions on the New Beijing meetings, which will be unfavorable to you.

”

After saying that, King Cheng picked up the keys and put them in Li Xianyuan's hand as he spoke.

"Although I am determined to win over, I will not be able to kill you, and Brother Li, you have no way out. Everything is ready there. If you don't dislike it, just stay there in the future. You can visit Xinjing these days and make plans. Sometimes, you should say anything that is either black or white."

His sincerity is not like a false statement. At least Li Xianyuan couldn't see that he was pretending to be sincere.

If this scene was something he intended to perform, then his scheming would be too deep.

And his words are quite meaningful. Should he not wading through this dizzy water? Or let him wander away from the two of them, dim the rain and dew, and be a fence-bearing man.

If this is true, that would be interesting. King Cheng invited him to come, but pushed him out?

"Also, be careful..."

King Cheng suddenly lowered his voice, his clear and handsome eyes moved slightly, and he looked sideways.

On the side, a young man surnamed Zeng stood up later.

Li Xianyuan looked silent and asked along with him: "Be careful what."

King Cheng showed a knowing smile: "I will know what to be careful when you return to your mansion."

It was too obvious at the door after a long time. After talking for a few more words, Li Xianyuan bowed: "King Cheng, then I will say goodbye first."

"Hmm?" King Cheng said huh, pretending not to be happy.

Li Xianyuan thought for a while, clasped his fists and chuckled: "Brother Jing."

This time, if King Cheng was stunned, he didn't remember that Li Xianyuan had ever smiled.

When he came back to his senses, Li Xianyuan had already returned to the carriage. The groom of Prince Cheng's mansion got into the carriage and drove away slowly.

"Prince, why don't you win him over?" He watched the carriage go away. The young man surnamed Zeng suddenly bowed his head and asked in confusion.

"I ask you, how do you think he is." King Cheng turned his hand and exhaled a ball of white breath, thinking of Li Xianyuan's smile in his mind.

"Not arrogant or impatient, no tepid, no fire, like water and ice."

"Oh?" King Cheng was interested: "Why is it like water and ice?"

"The temperament is like ice, not moved by external things. The heart is as delicate as water, and the gurgling can penetrate all things."

"That's right." King Cheng nodded. "You think such a person can't guess what you and I think? You used the imperial envoy as the guide to lure Li Xianyuan. But have you ever considered that the imperial envoy was promoted by the father. If he refused, what position should you give Brother Li?"

"It's because my subordinates are not considerate."

"Nothing happens." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!