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Upon hearing this, Fan Ruoruo pouted, knowing that the two must have discussed something important and were keeping it from her.
……
The Hall of Mental Cultivation in the Southern Qing Imperial Palace.
Emperor Qing, dressed in a loose-fitting bright red robe, stood with his hands behind his back by the window.
Not far behind him, Hong Sixiang was bowing and reporting on the poetry gathering at the Prince Jing's residence.
"Oh?"
"Reciting poems?"
"Let me see it!"
Hong Sixiang didn't delay and immediately presented the copied poem.
After reading it, Emperor Qing was shocked and exclaimed:
"These two poems are indeed excellent!"
While praising him aloud, Emperor Qing inwardly harbored doubts:
"The two brothers composed such a perfect poem at a poetry gathering."
"It was Chen Qingfeng who brought up the poem."
"During the poetry gathering, Chen Qingfeng also had a private chat with Fan Xian."
"..."
The more Emperor Qing thought about it, the more his brows furrowed and his eyes narrowed, the less he could see through Chen Qingfeng.
They originally thought Chen Qingfeng was just a playboy and a good-for-nothing.
However, many things have happened recently, which made Emperor Qing realize that Chen Qingfeng's situation is not as simple as it seems on the surface.
Putting aside everything else, the recent incident where the gate of Guangxin Palace was blown up by a gun is quite strange.
"Eunuch Hong, summon Yan Xiaoyi to come and pay his respects!"
After thinking it over, Emperor Qing issued an edict.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Hong Sixiang bowed and accepted the order before leaving.
Not long after, Yan Xiaoyi, clad in armor and carrying a longbow, arrived inside the hall.
"See Your Majesty!"
Yan Xiaoyi bowed respectfully.
Emperor Qing nodded and inquired:
"Not long ago, you accidentally damaged the gate of Guangxin Palace while practicing archery?"
Upon hearing Emperor Qing's question, a barely perceptible 0.4 flickered in Yan Xiaoyi's eyes, and he quickly replied:
"It's my subordinate."
Emperor Qing smiled slightly and said:
"So you're quite remarkable as a ninth-rank archer!"
Yan Xiaoyi was stunned, unable to guess what Emperor Qing meant.
Just then, Emperor Qing spoke again:
"I have something to entrust to you."
You should know Chen Qingfeng, right?
"Go and test him for me, see how skilled he is in martial arts."
Upon hearing Emperor Qing's words, Yan Xiaoyi immediately went numb.
Although he was the Grand Commander of the Imperial Palace, he was actually a confidant of Princess Li Yunrui.
Earlier at Guangxin Palace, I had personally witnessed Chen Qingfeng's formidable martial arts prowess.
That's a true grandmaster!
Emperor Qing actually sent him to test a Grandmaster; wasn't that courting death?
In addition, the news that Chen Qingfeng possessed the strength of a Grandmaster was suppressed by the Eldest Princess and did not spread.
Yan Xiaoyi did not dare to make the matter public on his own.
After a moment's thought, Yan Xiaoyi quickly said:
"Return to Your Majesty."
"I was injured while practicing archery a few days ago."
"I'm afraid... I'll have to fail the sacred trust!"
Upon hearing Yan Xiaoyi's reply, Emperor Qing's face darkened.
But in an instant, Emperor Qing returned to normal and said with a smile:
"Since Commander Yan is injured, let's drop this matter and leave!"
"Yes!"
Yan Xiaoyi acknowledged, bowed to Emperor Qing, and then withdrew.
After leaving the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Yan Xiaoyi went directly to the Guangxin Palace.
At this moment, the Eldest Princess was enjoying the poetry exchange between Chen Qingfeng and Fan Xian at the Jing Prince's residence.
"I never expected that Fan Xian would also be such a talented poet."
"What a pity!"
With that, the eldest princess sighed softly.
Chapter 53: The Assassination Attempt on Niulan Street! Chen Qingfeng Saves His Life! Fan Xian Cries!
Fan Xian's journey to the capital was ordered by Emperor Qing to fulfill the marriage decree bestowed upon him by Emperor Qing and to marry Lin Wan'er.
Next came taking over the control of the Imperial Treasury.
As the current head of the Imperial Treasury, the eldest princess naturally did not want the treasury's financial power to fall into the hands of others.
To this end, she also devised some plans specifically targeting Fan Xian.
Just then, Yan Xiaoyi rushed over and told him what had happened in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
After listening to what Yan Xiaoyi said, the Princess glanced at him and murmured, "It seems that our Emperor has also noticed something is wrong!"
"Your Highness, what should we do next?"
Yan Xiaoyi inquired.
The eldest princess smiled charmingly and said meaningfully:
"Xiao Yi, we don't need to do anything."
"The stage is set, so we just need to watch them put on a show."
……
time flies.
In the blink of an eye, several days have passed.
On this day, in that villa of the Oversight Council.
Chen Qingfeng read aloud the contents of Dream of the Red Chamber, while Sang Wenzheng was copying them down at his desk.
"When it comes to bitterness, the absurdity becomes all the more tragic. We all share the same dream, so let us not laugh at the foolishness of the world!"
After reading it, Chen Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh deeply.
Sang Wen put down his pen and quickly finished writing.
"Young master, is the Dream of the Red Chamber over?"
As she said this, she looked at Chen Qingfeng with a lingering sense of anticipation.
These days, whenever he has free time, Sang Wen would come to the villa to find Chen Qingfeng and help him copy down the Dream of the Red Chamber.
While she was copying, she naturally felt as if she were there.
He admired and respected Chen Qingfeng more and more. Where in the world could there be such a talented person?
Chen Qingfeng nodded and said with a smile:
"ended."
Sang Wen looked sorrowful, seemingly still immersed in the story of Dream of the Red Chamber and unable to extricate himself.
At this moment, Chen Qingfeng approached Sang Wen, pulled her up from her seat, and unabashedly put his other hand around her waist.
Sang Wen let out a soft cry, caught off guard by Chen Qingfeng's sudden action.
"Sir, you..."
Chen Qingfeng smiled mischievously and said:
"The story of the Dream of the Red Chamber has ended, but some things between me and Miss Sangwen are not yet over!"
After saying that, Chen Qingfeng used his strength to pick up Sang Wen.
Upon seeing this, Sang Wen's cheeks flushed red, and she naturally knew what Chen Qingfeng was up to.
Before long, Chen Qingfeng was already carrying Sang Wen.
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After a moment of silence, Chen Qingfeng suddenly said:
“Sang Wen, I think…”
"what?"
Before Chen Qingfeng could finish speaking, Sang Wen interrupted him with a startled cry, her face flushed red as she buried it in Chen Qingfeng's arms.
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