A scholar is useless (II)

Xue Pan tried his best to pry open the little maid's mouth.

He sent all the best rouge, gouache and brocade on the entire Chang'an city, but it was only exchanged for the little maid's sarcasm and a burst of sneer.

This made Xue Pan a little doubtful about his life.

When did women in Pingkangfang not like rouge and dough?

Or is it that the eldest son of the Xue family has never understood women?

"Woman's heart, a needle under the sea!" Xue Pan shook the wet clothes on his body, stroked his hair, and walked back with his head.

If he couldn't do anything else, he could report to Xu Changan directly and truthfully. Xu Changan wouldn't blame him anyway. But he rarely had great perseverance and interest in something.

Perhaps the girls had always been able to know his identity and do their best to flatter him. Suddenly, a little maid who likes to roll his eyes and say "get out" appeared, which aroused his interest and unwillingness. When did he, the eldest son of the Xue family, the son of the Minister of Justice, be it someone else's turn to reject him? Moreover, if Xue Pan admits defeat in this matter, wouldn't he laugh at the big teeth of all young and middle-aged people in Chang'an City?

Xue Pan summarized the failure this time, learned from the pain, and planned to start over again.

Since he doesn't like rouge, gouache and brocade, he will just smash the silver. Compared to those things, there is nothing like white silver.

...

The sun sets.

Recently, in the prosperous times, the Secretariat of the Central Secretariat did not have much to be busy with. Every day, he took off his official uniform in time and walked towards the mail room in Pingkangfang.

I don’t know when he started to get used to this kind of life. He was confused during the day, and only in that short period of evening did he feel that he had truly lived.

He had made up his mind and did the job well, so he went to accompany Runqing.

When he was a scholar, he felt that as long as he passed the top scorer, there was basically nothing he could not solve; after he passed the top scorer, became a member of the Prime Minister's Baron Class, and became a Zhongshu Sheren who participated in state affairs, he understood a truth. There were so many things in this world that he could do nothing, and those things could not be solved by one or two top scorers.

He returned home today, put on a white and blue shirt, carefully washed his face at the bronze mirror, shaved the beard left behind in the past, and suddenly a man with a slightly pale face and an old look appeared in the mirror, and he was stunned.

So many years have passed without realizing it?

It’s not that time is too harsh, but that time without you, even the air is... bitter.

He smiled faintly at the bronze mirror, and the young man with bright eyes and white teeth has now become like this. Not to mention himself, I guess she doesn't know either, right?

He picked up the bronze mirror and buckled it on the table, then the sound of closing the door came, wearing an old blue shirt and walking towards Yanxingmen.

After this, I only have to tell her about the many hardships.

...

Xu Changan slept beautifully in the afternoon. When he got up, he saw Xiaobai sleeping with his butt sticking out. When Xu Changan saw it, he smiled faintly and slapped it on his face.

"Meow~" An angry scream rang out. Looking at Xiaobai with resentment on his face, Xu Changan hurriedly tied up his long hair and ran out of the door.

As the sunset gradually slanted, he looked up, put on his long sword, determined the direction, and walked outside Yanxing Gate.

Xiaobai, whose shoulders were still confused, lay on his shoulders. He smiled slightly, and was about to take a step, but saw someone.

He Chu, Qin and Han, the four major gentry members of Chang'an. If these four families hadn't turned against each other, I really wouldn't know how long the war would take.

In exchange, the Holy Emperor also preserved their glory and wealth.

Although the people from the four families did not have very high official positions, half of the officials in the entire court were their disciples, and they were alternative fiefs as kings. Although they were not named kings, they might be more effective than the Holy Emperor on their former territory.

Xu Changan looked at the man and knew that he was from the Han family.

I just don’t know how this Han family came to find him?

The butler with a mustache came out and bowed slightly, saying respectfully: "The ancestor of the Han family asked Prince Pingshan to come and give a speech, and I hope the prince will appreciate his face."

Xu Changan's face was gloomy, he glanced at him and said nothing.

He was not worried about his safety. He also knew something in Chang'an for a while. If he really had something happened to the four major families, he was afraid that the Holy Emperor would take this opportunity to directly wipe out the four major families. What's more, in Chang'an City, there are old military doctors, as well as the Confucius Temple that had never appeared before. Xu Chang'an did not consider his safety at all.

I just don’t know why the ancestors of the Han family insisted on finding themselves in this link. If the head of the Han family looked for him, I would definitely ignore him. But the ancestors of the Han family must at least be a master-level figure. If he doesn’t give him face, it’s really unreasonable.

When the Han family's housekeeper saw Xu Changan frowned and immediately said, "The prince doesn't need to worry. The ancestor just heard about the achievements of the prince's Northern Barbarians. He wanted to see this swordsman who contributed to peace in the world, and would not be delayed for too long."

Xu Changan glanced at him and then said, "It's better not to delay too long."

...

After leaving Yanxingmen, walking forward to Sanli, there is a stream, which is Sanli Creek.

The name of Sanli River sounds good at first glance, but it is actually a small stream three miles away from Chang'an.

Every March and April, peach blossoms are everywhere, and the fallen flowers are colorful, as if the beauty is smiling.

Now the month is just right, and the peach blossoms are still there.

The dilapidated temple next to it has a lot of green color. The red bricks and green tiles were now covered with moss, covering their original dilapidated and grayish nature.

He sighed lightly, stepped into the ruined temple.

As soon as he entered the ruined temple, he was suddenly stunned. The cold light of the sword in the man in black pierced his eyes.

The powerful Zhongshu Sheren naturally knew why these people came to him. He didn't think much about it, and ran away with all his strength in his life and ran towards the stream.

He doesn't want to die now, he has a lot to do...

The ancestor of the Han family dressed like a merchant, and looked like an ordinary old man. He had nothing important to do. He just randomly praised Xu Changan for a few words of young heroes. He let Xu Changan come out with a common sense, but there was a hint of surprise when he looked at Xiaobai.

Xu Changan came to Han's house for no reason and came out for no reason. When he looked up, he saw stars hanging high in the sky.

He bought a pot of wine and rushed out of the city, suddenly feeling a little uneasy.

He saw the small dilapidated temple, empty, but there were many messy footprints on the ground.

Xu Changan was shocked and ran towards the riverside. He saw some figures by the river from afar. He was about to go over and ask, but the group of people were like frightened birds, fleeting in a flash.

As soon as we arrived by the river, a sensation of water flowing came, and a person came out of the river.

His face was pale. In this early spring, Lu Zi'ang was frozen by the river and his teeth were trembling.

He drilled out of the water and looked at Xu Chang'an.

There was no doubt or misunderstanding, he saw the anxiety in Xu Changan's eyes.

"Han family?" Xu Changan tried to ask.

Lu Ziang nodded.

When the two returned to the ruined temple, Xu Changan remembered the fire, but was interrupted by Lu Zi'ang's wave. He pointed to the wine brought by Xu Changan and smiled and said, "Drink to keep the cold!"

Lu Zi'ang took a sip, smacked his lips before saying, "After all, I'm sorry for her!"
Chapter completed!