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Chapter 44 Temporary Intention
"What did you say!"

Rao is Chen Changshou who is used to big storms,

At the moment when he heard the news, he couldn't help but change his face.

The Jingzhao Mansion is in charge of public security in Kyoto, and he made it clear what it means for the Kyushu carriage and horses to be occupied by monsters.

"...Is the news accurate? Where did you hear it?"

Chen Changshou stood up suddenly and asked two questions in succession.

Just knew it would be so.Chen Xiaoer remained silent, but said in a deep voice:

"It's unknown whether the news is true or not. As for the source..." Having said that, Chen Xiaoer didn't say any more.

Seeing him like this, Chen Changshou was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized that at this moment, he was looking at his silent son.

There is a strange color floating in a pair of deep eyes.Nodding silently, Chen Changshou didn't ask any more questions.

From the moment Chen Xiaoer came to the door,
In this land of Kyoto, various forces, large and small, began to investigate their illegitimate son.

Of course he also received the news...

And everyone's investigation of Chen Xiaoer's past only stayed a year ago,

In a small town!

As for before that, Chen Xiaoer's trace was vague, but there were traces to follow.

To put it bluntly, just an ordinary person...

But since Chen Xiaoer wrote poems in the mourning hall that day,
Including the day when I rode on the horse in Kyoto, blood splattered everywhere, and my expression remained unchanged.

Concentration is far beyond ordinary people.

Chen Changshou knew that his son was not as simple as it seemed.

But in his opinion, so what?

... As long as Chen Xiaoer is his son for a day, and is by his side for a day,
As long as he doesn't die, he will hold up the sky for him.

When Chen Xiaoer broke the news, Chen Changshou's immediate reaction was not suspicion.

But relieved!

There is also a hint of happiness.

This shows that the child does not fortify against his father, and has complete trust in himself.

It is a kind of care for oneself.

For such a big incident in the capital, who is most responsible, without a doubt, is himself, the prefect of Jingzhao.

"...This child must have suffered a lot in the past few years." This was what Chen Changshou thought.

Chen Changshou didn't intend to delve into it. After taking a deep breath, he said, "...the matter is of great importance."

"As a father, I need to confirm..."

Chen Xiaoer nodded. Chen Changshou didn't ask himself the source of the news, which made him feel relieved.

Chen Xiaoer had his own considerations for telling Chen Changshou about the Kyushu Horse and Horse Company.

First, my father was in charge of public security in Kyoto.

In the event of an accident, we must be on the front line.Tell early and plan early!

Secondly, since I know the emperor and the concubine, I don't have any calculations against my father, at least not now.

Then everyone is standing on the same line.

And the person behind this series of plans is the common enemy of everyone.

of course,

In addition, Chen Xiaoer also had a plan, a temporary idea, but it got out of hand.
Plan to give it a try!

If it goes well, it may greatly promote my plan to enter Dali Temple.

Next, just wait.

... If there are no accidents, the results will come out tonight, and tomorrow morning at the latest!

absolute!

……

Chen Changshou got up and went to the government office.

Chen Xiaoer returned to his small courtyard,

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw the housekeeper Chen Bo holding an umbrella, waiting at the door.

Uncle Chen's shoulders were already wet from the rain.

...Although the sixth rank of martial arts has enough spiritual power to protect people from cold and heat, water and soil,

But most practitioners don't like to do this.

Many practitioners like to treat themselves as ordinary people on weekdays, eating, drinking, living and traveling normally.

In winter, they wear thick cotton clothes to keep out the cold, and in summer, they roll up their cuffs and unbutton their clothes to relieve the heat.

When it snows, you will stand on a high place to enjoy the scenery.

... Then facing the heavy snow all over the sky, he asked "what does the heavy snow look like?".

On rainy days, they will hold umbrellas, and some high-ranking people in the rivers and lakes habitually wear coir raincoats and bamboo hats.

...It seems that everyone enjoys this kind of horizontal sword and horse, happy rivers and lakes, and the dusty atmosphere of fireworks.

Chen Xiaoer is no exception, this is called doing as the Romans do.

Of course, Chen Xiaoer prefers to call this kind of behavior quackery.

"Why doesn't Uncle Chen come into the house?" After speaking, Chen Xiaoer wanted to lead Uncle Chen in, but Uncle Chen refused.

Uncle Chen took out an invitation card from his sleeve and said, "Young lady asked me to send the invitation card."

Chen Cheng?Chen Xiaoer accepted the invitation in doubt, feeling speechless.

Tell me something about the family.

Also specially sent invitations?It's exhausting.

Whispering in his heart, he opened the invitation and read: "...the seventh day of July, Enke Street, Imperial College..."

"...The Autumn Trial Blessing Poetry Meeting?"

After reading the content on the invitation, Chen Xiaoer roughly understood.

The autumn test is held on August [-] every year.

...And on the Qixi Festival before the autumn exam, according to the usual practice, a blessing poetry meeting will be held in Kyoto.

At that time, talented scholars and beautiful ladies will gather on Enke Avenue, and only on this day, there will be no curfew in Nancheng.

...Enko Street, one of the eighteen central avenues in Kyoto, will be brightly lit all night.

The streets and alleys are full of lanterns, full of excitement!

This is the case every year, rain or shine.

... More than that, on this day, no matter if it is the young master or young lady of the noble family in Nancheng.

Or the son of a wealthy businessman in Xicheng,
Or the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes in the east and north cities, the children of poor families.

On this day, Enke Street belongs to the younger generation in Kyoto. In theory, there is no identity barrier between people.

There are no class circles either.

... It's fun.

Even on this day, even the Guozijian and Baima Academy, which have always been hostile, will let go of their disputes.

Among the students, they roamed the streets and wrote about the romance.

This rule has been handed down since the founding of the country, and the organizer of each year is the Imperial Academy.

Although Confucianism later split,

But the festival was still preserved, and the White Horse Academy also recognized it, without arguing about it.

"You want me to be a judge of the poetry festival?" Chen Xiaoer held the invitation and didn't really want to go.

"...Miss said that the young master is now the eldest son of Chen. He has the obligation to act as a representative."

"It is still recognized by Confucian scholars all over the world, and this time it is undertaken by the Imperial College."

"Since the young master has been invited by the White Horse Academy, he should be treated equally."

Tsk!I was being manipulated by that girl.

Chen Xiaoer accepted Chen Cheng's request to complete the poetry book that day,

It also shows that they will not stand between Baima Academy and Guozijian.

Now the Imperial College came to invite...

Hmm... After pondering for a moment, Chen Xiaoer finally decided to go there.

In the circle of Kyoto, I can't help myself, and some things are unavoidable.

"I see, please trouble Uncle Chen."

Chen Xiaoer received the invitation and said to Uncle Chen.

"It's nothing, the old slave will leave." Uncle Chen nodded, turned and left holding an umbrella.

……

"Is it the seventh day of July? Isn't that tomorrow night?"

Chen Xiaoer looked up at the gloomy sky.It suddenly dawned on me.

"Tsk, just say why it's raining..."

In this world, there are also ancient legends such as the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

But it's not some fairy love,
...It's about a tragic legend about demons and mortals in ancient times.

Chen Xiaoer remembered that he had read this legend at the time, and the plot was generally abusive and exciting.

Talking about……

One is a scholar who failed repeatedly;
One is a virtuous banshee who lives next door and has married as a woman.

Her husband treats her very badly and drinks a lot, stays away...

Shaking his head severely,

Chen Xiaoer threw out the inexplicably familiar story in his mind, turned around and entered the room...

Started to wait quietly.

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