Poor Lady Chapter 45: Lonely
The next day, Qi Surong briefly mentioned Qiantong’s matter to her father, only saying that she followed Chen Hua and would never return to Qi’s house again.
After Qi’s father heard this, he was not angry. He never cared about concubines and could abandon them at any time. It’s just that as a man, his own woman will be a little unhappy after dating another man. For the past few days, he kept a gloomy face until Tong Sheng tried to release the rankings.
Sure enough, Su Bao was on the list, ranked ninth, and officially took the first step in official studies. The family held a banquet for him, and it was not extravagant, but just invited Zhuang Qiao’e and several other relatives and friends to the house for a gathering.
Xu Chen specially gave Subao a three-day vacation, and Qi Surong 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 has already taken the most dangerous step. As long as the secret decree falls into the hands of the emperor, what will happen next is unpredictable. The reason why Qi Surong dared to take risks was because the Qi family was a family, and the emperor could confiscate the Qi family’s property, but he could not openly destroy the family and remove his name, unless the Qi family committed a serious crime of treason. Another reason is that the Qi family is now single and weak, and has lost the secret decree of the former king, so the impact on the court situation is almost negligible.
Qi Surong was not worried about the emperor’s killing, but he had to guard against his “anger”. But no matter what, she thinks this adventure is worth it. As long as this hurdle is overcome, when the Ninth Prince returns to Beijing, the Qi family will completely get out of the center of the storm of power struggle, but they can still catch up with the trend of history. Shun the sailboat, skyrocket.
Qi Surong came to the Book Pavilion, selected a few books and placed them neatly on the desk, then took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to concentrate on copying.
“Master Feng, this way please, the bookstore is here.” An old slave led Feng Zhan to the bookstore, and said respectfully, “Please come in, you can choose any books you need.”
Feng Zhan nodded and walked slowly into the bookstore. Ever since he chatted with that young man, he had the idea of organizing exotic customs into a book, so this time he specially came to Yingshuge to borrow a few chronicle books for reference.
As soon as he stepped into the bookstore, Feng Zhan saw the young man who was copying books at the desk in the cubicle. His eyes lit up, and his face unconsciously showed joy.
The boy was unaware of his arrival, and just concentrated on writing. “He” is sitting upright, with his head slightly drooping, revealing his slender neck, his expression is calm, his temperament is as elegant and refined as when we first met him.
This young man always gave him a familiar feeling, and when he saw “him”, he couldn’t help but want to get close.
Feng Zhan was fascinated, and unconsciously stood there for a long time, not even aware of anyone approaching.
“Isn’t this Lord 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.
“Master Feng.” Behind Ji Yun, Sun Junxuan and Huang Zheng stepped forward to salute 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 appearing in Shuge.” Sun Junxuan walked over and said with a smile.
“I happened to have free time, so I came here to copy a few books.”
Sun Junxuan flipped through the books on the desk, and asked casually: “But are you making final preparations for the test in a few days?”
Qi Surong smiled, but did not reply.
“”Tong Jian Chronicle”, “Ancient Prose Debate”, “Four Books and Barnyard Books”… Huh? All of them are theory of strategy theory?” Sun Junxuan laughed, “Brother Zhuo has a lot of experience in strategy theory?”
“With Fan’s qualifications and experience, what experience can I say, I just browsed at will.”
“It is said that all the examiners of this exam have been replaced.” Ji Yundao, “I don’t know if the content of the exam questions has changed.”
Sun Junxuan looked at Feng Zhan and asked, “Is there any news from Mr. Feng?”
Feng Zhan shook his head and smiled, “I’ve never paid much attention to scientific examinations.”
Sun Junxuan was a little disappointed.
Huang Zheng said: “No matter what the content of the test is, we can’t escape the collection of poems, songs, classics and history. As long as we study **** weekdays and try our best in the exam, it will depend on God’s will whether we succeed in the end.”
“This exam may give up poetry and songs…” Qi Surong said this sentence unconsciously, but soon realized it and stopped, but her words had already attracted everyone’s attention .
“How do you say that?” Sun Junxuan asked.
Feng Zhan also looked at “him” curiously, he didn’t even know that he, a person who often walked around the palace, how did “he” know it?
“Uh, I’m just guessing randomly, you don’t have to take it seriously.”
“Random guesses should have their basis.” Ji Yundao, “Why did Junior Zhuo make such a guess?”
“Yes.” Sun Junxuan also interjected, “If poetry and poetry are abandoned, what will be the subject of the examination?”
Huang Zheng’s eyes fell on the books on the desk, and he spit out four words: “The classics, righteousness and policy theory?”
The faces of the people were slightly startled, and they all focused their eyes on Qi Surong in order to understand.
Qi Surong said with a smile: “I didn’t say anything.”
But this sentence says everything.
“How can you be sure?” Ji Yun asked.
Qi Surong pointed his forehead with his fingers, as if in doubt: “If I tell the truth, you probably won’t believe it.”
In the last life, it was the year when Subao was rejected for taking the Tongsheng Examination. The imperial court reformed the content of the examination, ignoring poetry and poetry, and emphasizing classics, righteousness and policy theory. This year, I don’t know how many candidates lost their names because of this change. Among them, Sun Junxuan was one of the students who failed the ranking.
“You can be as straightforward as you can.” 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, there was an ancestor who was proficient in numerology and numerology in my ancestors, and I have also learned a little bit from him.”
She began to use ghosts and gods again to cover up the seriousness.
“Numerology?” Sun Junxuan asked curiously, “You mean, you figured this out?”
Qi Surong nodded.
Several people looked at each other in blank dismay. Although it was not new, the person in front of them was covered with a veil of mystery in their hearts.
Feng Zhan said with a smile: “I didn’t expect Brother Zhuo to have such a talent, why don’t you help me do the divination now?”
“What does Master Feng want to do?” Qi Surong smiled, she might have some guilt towards 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 intends to be with me. Brother Zhuo will figure it out for me, is there a destiny between me and that beautiful woman?”
Qi Surong restrained her smile, she didn’t expect him to ask this. In Feng Zhan’s life, until he disappeared in a foreign country, he never married a wife and had children.
She stared at Feng Zhan with deep eyes, and she unconsciously exuded a solemnity that did not match her age.
Feng Zhan felt as if he had been seen through, and his heart beat uncontrollably and accelerated.
A moment later, Qi Surong looked away, but did not speak.
“How?” Feng Zhan asked.
The other three were also curiously waiting for Qi Surong’s answer.
“Once the sea was too difficult to be water, except Wushan is not a cloud.”
“Does this mean that Master Feng will only be infatuated with one person in the future?” Sun Junxuan asked.
“You can’t stay infatuated, you can stand by yourself alone.” Qi Surong still replied with poems.
Sun Junxuan is speechless, isn’t this a curse for him to stay alone for life?
“You mean that there is absolutely no possibility for me to be with a beautiful woman?” Feng Zhan asked in a deep voice.
Qi Surong did not answer directly, but said, “The fate of a person is not determined by the sky. The result of divination can be used as a warning, but it should not be resigned to fate. With the appearance of an adult, it is unknown that the Red Luan Star may be by his side If you can’t get it by force, it’s better to take a small step back, maybe you can see a wider world.”
Qi Surong didn’t know who Feng Zhanxin belonged to, but the final result must have ended without a problem. If it wasn’t for the fact that the woman had married someone else, or was no longer alive, otherwise, with Feng Zhan’s character and family background, he would be able to embrace a beautiful woman. But in the last life, he stayed alone all his life.
“You’re right.” Feng Zhan said with a smile, “People can’t be resigned to their fate. I haven’t pursued it yet, so how can I know the result? I, Feng Zhan, will never back down. To make a decision is to have no hesitation.”
As he spoke, he laughed loudly.
Ji Yun and the others showed appreciation 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 the side village. Just when he was about to change his clothes, Yuan Xi walked in with a serious face and said: “The emperor has recruited several princes to Beijing, I am afraid that he will do something.”
“It’s expected.” Qi Surong took the paper roll from Yuan Xi, flipped through the pages, suddenly paused, and muttered, “King Jing will arrive in the capital in three days?”
“Yes.” Yuan Xi looked at her, hesitant to speak.
Seeing this, Qi Surong packed up the paper rolls and said casually, “Are you going to join King Jing’s family?”
Yuan Xi was startled at first, then nodded silently.
“I have no objection.” Qi Surong said with a smile, “You must have read the secret letter?”
“You watched it too?” Yuan Xi asked back.
“Not only did I read it, I also handed in the secret letter.” She pointed upwards.
“What?” Yuan Xi was startled and angry.
Qi Surong said calmly, “Don’t worry, I didn’t intend to hide this matter from you, maybe it can be a stepping stone for you to join King Jing.”
Yuan Xi frowned, wondering: “How do you say that?”
Qi Surong didn’t answer, but just picked up a pen and wrote the character “eight” on the paper.
Yuan Xi looked at her for a while, then suddenly his face changed slightly, and he looked at her in disbelief.
“Only you and I know about this matter, King Jing knows, and the rest of the people can’t reveal half a word.”
Yuan Xi nodded, his eyes sparkled, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
“However, the Qi family is afraid that there will be a catastrophe, and I hope they can get through it safely.” Qi Surong looked out the window with a serious expression.
“Don’t worry, the Qi family is far more powerful than you imagined.” Yuan Xi said, “General Qi is not without confidence.”
“Oh? What do you know?” Qi Surong asked.
“You’ll know after a while.” Elemental smiled meaningfully.
Qi Surong didn’t ask any more questions, but said: “By the way, since you decided to follow King Jing, then you will deal with your enemies yourself.”
“Of course, you have created the most favorable conditions for me.” Yuan Xi clasped his fists and bowed, “Thank you for your kindness.”
After speaking, turn around and leave.