Second-hand little prince

Chapter 36 Invitation

Lin Xi rushed in from the outside, saw Qin Zixuan playing crickets, looked down at the post in his hand, his blood was poured with ice water, and his heart was chilled. After the prince lost his memory, he never mentioned Qingshan Poetry again. Club, and I can't write or draw, can I still go to this appointment?
"Lin Xi, what's the matter?" Qin Zixuan asked.

"My lord, Young Master Biao sent you a post inviting you to the poetry club party at Yuquan Building. Do you want to go?" Lin Xi took out the post and handed it to Qin Zixuan.

Qin Zixuan picked it up and saw that he only knew three out of twenty characters, and he still had to guess. He threw the post to Lin Xi and said, "Read it to me."

"Oh," Lin Xi took the post, opened it and read it, and asked, "Do you want to attend tomorrow's party?"

"If you don't participate, what good can a group of sour scholars gather together? I won't go." Qin Zixuan curled his lips, lowered his head and continued to tease the big devil. He will take the big devil to challenge Du Laowu's black scorpion tomorrow.

Lin Xi was dumbfounded, sour scholar!Oh my god, the prince is seriously ill. You must know that the prince loved to be with those sour scholars in the past. Unless he was too sick to get up, he would not miss every gathering.

It was later that the concubine ordered that all the posts had to be reviewed by her first, and that she could only go out when she was sure that the prince was in good health. This reduced the number of gatherings. Alas, Lin Xi sighed, amnesia can really change a person's personality habits .

Lin Wenhao frowned after receiving the reply. This was a gathering carefully prepared by many club members to celebrate his cousin's wedding, but he was lucky enough not to attend the appointment. How would he explain it?

After thinking for a while, he had no choice but to pay a visit in person. First, he went to see Concubine Cheng and explained his intentions. At the same time, he pointed out that all the people who attended the party were well-known literati in Yujing City, and they were also good friends of Qin Zixuan in the past.

As soon as the concubine heard that this was a good thing, she agreed to Qin Zixuan's trip, but the problem was that Qin Zixuan was not willing to participate, which really stumped Lin Wenhao. No matter what Lin Wenhao said or tried to persuade him, Qin Zixuan would just say nothing!
In the end the concubine came to persuade Qin Zixuan, but Qin Zixuan was still unmoved. He only went to this kind of party after his brain was pumped. The fight between literati would kill people without blood. Who knows where there is a pit waiting for him. First, he can't write, and second I don't know how to draw, so I made people laugh when I went there.

When Concubine Cheng persuaded, Lin Wenhao raised his head and looked around. When he saw the head of the water tune, his eyes lit up, like a wolf seeing a delicious barbecue, and he rushed over, looked and looked, and tasted it. Another product, just call it a good word, a good word.

Concubine Cheng was also attracted. Looking at the words, she just felt sad. How lonely her son would be to write such sad words. She made up her mind to let her son participate, and it would be good to meet friends and have a heart-to-heart talk.

"Xuan'er, you'd better go and have a look. You used to love to attend this kind of gatherings. If you go there, you might be able to touch the scene and remember the past." Concubine Cheng persuaded.

Qin Zixuan frowned, he didn't have amnesia, he was a soul wearer, he couldn't explain this kind of thing, seeing that Concubine Cheng's eyes were red, and she was about to cry for you in the next second, Qin Zixuan had no choice but to agree, he But she couldn't bear to let Concubine Cheng cry.

Since he has occupied the other party's body, he should take responsibility and take good care of the other party's family. However, Qin Zixuan can't agree to go like this, and put forward a condition, that is, he can go, don't let him write and read books, let alone let him paint. Well, he can't even draw a little hen.

Naturally, Lin Wenhao agreed to all of them. Just like this, the time was agreed, and Lin Wenhao left in a hurry. He had to spread the good news and let those friends prepare carefully.

Qin Zixuan saw off Concubine Cheng and Lin Wenhao, and then asked, "Where is Yuquan Tower? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Yuquan Tower was built on Yuquan Mountain, which is the green hill outside the south gate. The green hill you see on the Que Bridge is Yuquan Mountain. There is a temple on it called Xiangguo Temple. Yuquan Tower is located on the Hujian Cliff. , Most of the pilgrims who go to incense will go to Yuquan Tower to watch the scenery."

"Furthermore, literati also like to recite poems in Yuquan Tower, which is an excellent tourist attraction." Lin Xi is very familiar with Yuquan Tower, and would follow it in the past.

"Is the mountain high?" Qin Zixuan asked.

"The mountain is not low, but we have soft sedan chairs, so you don't need to climb the mountain." Lin Xi said, wondering if the prince was worried that he would not be able to climb the mountain.

Lin Zixuan hummed, stopped talking, continued to play with crickets, Lin Xi also stepped aside, suddenly Qin Zixuan asked: "Grand Master Zhao is dead, how does the Zhao family react? They won't steal me while I'm out of the city and kill me."

In Qin Zixuan's memory, movies and TV dramas are always performed like this. The daughter of the daughter of the daughter of the Jin Dynasty either encounters a hooligan or a monk Hua, and when the young master goes out of the city, he is assassinated by a man in black. This has to be guarded against.

Lin Xi raised her eyebrows, who dared to do evil to the prince of his family, she didn't want to live anymore, and replied: "The Zhao family is very honest now, there is no movement, and if they have the guts, they would not dare to do evil to the prince."

Qin Zixuan was noncommittal, that was the killing of his father and his enemy. If someone killed his father, no matter who he was, even the current emperor, he would dare to step forward to assassinate him. This kind of thing had to be guarded against, Qin Zixuan cherished his life.

And the Zhao family is not so honest. I heard that the Zhao family is very arrogant. Even a servant of the nursing home dares to talk loudly to the censor who patrols the street. Could it be that they became honest after the fall of Grand Master Zhao, or before the storm? Be quiet, no, you can't just go out alone like this, you have to find an umbrella to cover you.

"Well, Lin Xi, go to the general and tell her that I will go to Yuquan Mountain tomorrow and ask her to arrange some escorts."

"Yes." Lin Xi replied, although he felt that the prince was making a fuss out of a molehill, but he still had to follow what the master said, and if something happened to the prince, he would not be alive.

In the barracks, Li Han finished arranging government affairs and fell asleep on a chair. He embroidered all night yesterday, his fingers were two times thicker, and his eyes were dark, as if he was wearing sunglasses. He was sleeping soundly, and then he was pushed When I woke up, I was in a bad mood.

"General, the lord sent Lin Xi to see you, saying that he has something to see you." Bai Jing said with a smile, turning a blind eye to the general's anger.

"Oh, Lin Xi, let him in." When Li Han heard that the prince sent someone, he immediately sat up straight, rubbed his eyes hard twice, and tried to regain his energy.

After Lin Xi came in to see the ceremony, he explained his purpose, Li Han slapped the table, and said angrily: "Hmph, I'm here, I want to see who dares to assassinate the lord, go back and tell the lord, let him not Don't worry, leave everything to me."

Seeing Li Han slapping her chest, Lin Xi's eyes twitched. She was already small, but the more she patted her, the smaller she would become.

(End of this chapter)