Dao Fruit

After the words fell, a woman walked in.

Although this woman was dressed like a scholar and fanned gently with a folding fan, she did not deliberately hide her daughter-like demeanor. It was obvious at a glance that she was disguised as a man.

When Kong Sanwei heard the voice, his eyelids twitched. He turned around and his expression softened: "It turns out to be a girl from the Tang family. Why are you here? Could it be that you heard that I was back and came here to visit?"

The woman ignored Kong Sanwei, who was smiling, and went straight to Qiu Yan, cupping her hands and saying: "Mr. Qiu, we meet again. I saved you last time. This little girl will always remember this kindness in her heart. It will always be repaid. . However, you are now a well-known Confucian general, and people in Hebei Province often mention you. I don’t know if I am still lucky enough to help you.”

"It turns out to be Miss Tang. I didn't expect to meet you here." Qiu Yan stood up and returned the greeting.

This woman's name is Tang Qing, and she had an encounter with Qiu Yan in the Shilin world. He was plotted against and almost became a puppet. Fortunately, Qiu Yan took action and saved the day.

Afterwards, when Qiu Yan returned to the earth, she also helped, but since then, the two have not seen each other.

It is worth mentioning that Tang Qing entered the academy with Bei Xuan, the younger descendant of the Bei family, and was accompanied by Bei Ming, an old servant of the Bei family.

The Bei Family was a prominent family in Yanzhao, and the Tang Family, to which Tang Qing belonged, was considered powerful in Hebei Province.

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan asked again: "By the way, has Brother Beiming come back?" He remembered that when he left Shilin, Beixuan was immersed in the ocean of stars in the Shushan Palace and didn't know what happened.

Tang Qing's expression changed slightly when he mentioned Beixuan. Then he shook his head and said: "Let's not talk about it for now. The little lady is here this time. She heard the news about Mr. Qiu and came here specially."

"Did you come here specially?" After hearing this, Qiu Yan and Kong Sanwei were both moved in their hearts, with different expressions. The latter's face was already a little gloomy.

Then, Kong Sanwei came over and said: "What? Are the Tang family sisters and Brother Qiu old friends? As far as I know, Brother Qiu didn't have much reputation before he took the first prize. He has never been to Hebei. How did you do it? acquaintance?"

"These things have nothing to do with you," Tang Qing glanced at Kong Sanwei and laughed, "But, I have said it before. You can't just read books and not understand the world. If someone else came here, I am determined not to comment on Mr. Qiu like you do."

The Tang family behind Tang Qing has some friendship with the Kong family behind Kong Sanwei, but in terms of power and background. The Kong family is not as good as the Tang family.

However, the Kong family is an heir of poetry and calligraphy after all. Kong Sanwei, the third son of the Kong family, has not suffered much crime since he was a child and can study peacefully. His mind was quite simple, and he gradually developed a compassionate temperament. Although he lives a rich and prosperous life, he is somewhat idealistic when thinking about things. His impression of others is not affected by his reputation, so he shows that kind of attitude in front of Qiu Yan.

"Huh?" Kong Sanwei frowned slightly and was about to speak, but was blocked by Tang Qing's next words.

"I heard what you said when I came in just now. You wanted to control public opinion and blackmail the court officials." Tang Qing's tone was unhurried.

"How can you call it a threat?" Kong Sanwei immediately retorted, "Being able to do something for the victims is a sign of good deeds, and everyone should be happy to do so."

"Do something for the victims? I think the one who has never done anything is you Kong San!" Tang Qing replied, "As far as I know, Mr. Qiu distributed a lot of food and water along the way, and even Regardless of the possible chaos, you did not change your original intention. However, when you returned to Yanzhao, you did not do anything practical, so you said you would run around and ask others to donate. But from the beginning to the end, you only gave out a few taels of silver. It’s too embarrassing to tell others.”

"It's not a few taels, but eleven taels!" Kong Sanwei's face turned red all of a sudden, "I'm helpless. The elders in the family don't want to donate their house, so what can I do? But I gave up all the money I have I took it out and went out to contact him to help! It’s better for me to give like this than someone who has money but is stingy!” He glanced at Qiu Yan subconsciously.

But Tang Qing shook his head and said: "Since you think disaster relief is a serious matter and correct, why don't you even have the determination to confront the family? With your temperament, how can you have the determination to disobey even if you are an official?" You are destined to implement morality? I think you have deceived yourself by studying, and you have learned the knowledge in the book, but you have not learned the spirit of the book!"

After saying this, Kong Sanwei's face suddenly turned from red to pale, his lips trembled, and he was speechless for a moment.

Tang Qing stopped caring about him and turned to look at Qiu Yan. Feeling the sharp gaze, even Qiu Yan couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. He felt that this woman was really sharp-tongued and had a sharp mouth. got the crux of the matter.

But then, Tang Qing, whose face was covered with frost one moment, smiled the next moment: "Mr. Qiu, judging from your expression, you must think that I am a sharp-tongued girl, right? "

"I don't dare." Qiu Yan shook his head subconsciously.

Tang Qing didn't take it seriously. From the corner of his eye, he saw Kong Sanwei about to speak again and said, "Young lady, I know that Mr. Qiu, you have the emperor's mandate. The emperor summoned you to the palace by decree. You can't waste too much time on the way. So then Let’s make it short, I’ll come over this time…”

This sentence made Kong Sanwei's words choke in his throat.

The imperial edict was recalled. This kind of thing was too far away for him, but it was so close. He didn't even dare to disobey the elders in his family, let alone the emperor's order? As a result, his momentum suddenly weakened a lot.

As for Qiu Yan, he was not surprised. With the Tang family's connections, it was not difficult to know about the imperial edict.

Then, Tang Qing said "I'm offended", took out a piece of black hair from her arms, and stretched it out in the air. The black hair was faintly red, and spun in the air, circling Qiu Yan once, and then was taken back.

Tang Qing gasped slightly, sweat appeared on his forehead, and immediately smiled and said: "Okay, it is a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. With the master's level, he must have seen the mystery in it, so I won't have to explain it."

Qiu Yan nodded. Of course he noticed that when the silk thread floated, there was a faint fragrance, bringing a sense of fluctuations in luck. Then Tang Qing's breath rose slightly, which should be some kind of martial arts ceremony.

The ancient exercises inherited from ancient times all have some characteristics of worshiping gods. This also evolved gradually, from the earliest times. Human beings do not have extraordinary power, so all they can do is rely on the blessings of gods. This is like the art of observing gods in the heart that Qiu Yan derived from the land of relics, and the further method of Baogao.

When the skill developed to a later stage, although it broke away from the shackles of Shinto, it still retained some traces. It was necessary to capture the strange power between heaven and earth through special movements and rituals.

"I've done everything I need to do, now I'm leaving."

Tang Qing took a deep look at Qiu Yan. He cupped his fists and said: "Now that you have the emperor's mandate, the little girl has to rush to provide disaster relief. This time Master Lu is serious about it. All the aristocratic families who can be used are requisitioned. When there is an opportunity next time, you can make up for the friendship of the landlord. By the way, in this land of Yanzhao, you don't have to worry about rumors. Our Tang family can still handle some minor matters." After saying that, she smiled slightly and turned around to leave. The whole process was crisp, neat, and elegant.

He came and left in a hurry, but Kong Sanwei, who was eloquent and eloquent, was restless. Not long after, he also hurriedly left. The words that Qiu Yan came forward to call for were never spoken again.

"Hey! You ungrateful boy. He can only show his authority in front of our servants, and show his cowardice when meeting someone with real talent." Meng Wei stepped forward, looked at Kong Sanwei's back, and gloated.

He was told something by Kong Sanwei, and he had the intention to argue, but after all, he was a son of the Meng family. Even if the Meng family was powerful, it could not compare to Kong Sanwei's reputation as a scholar, and he felt suffocated in his heart.

Unexpectedly, before the words came out of his mouth, Tang Qing, who suddenly arrived, spoke up for him.

A guard on the side couldn't help but said: "Lu Qin sent the Hebei family to mobilize for disaster relief, but the Kong family was not included in the list. Such a person dares to speak so brazenly in front of the editor. He doesn't know the heights of his ambitions and wants to contact merchants for disaster relief, but he doesn't even look at it. My own weight.”

Another guard said: "However, it would be bad if he holds a grudge. Such a person is quite difficult to deal with."

Meng Wei shook his head and said: "Don't worry, people like him only bully the powerless. With this person's connections and status, he can at most affect the surrounding areas of the county, but cannot affect Master Xiuzhan at all. Xiuzhan now What is his identity? In special times, when there is a disaster in Northern Xinjiang, he has the opportunity to spread rumors, but with the Yanzhao Tang family coming forward, he can't make trouble. "

At this time, Qiu Yan said: "Kong Sanwei acted a little recklessly, but his original intention was still good. With his character, he would not hold grudges behind his back. Moreover, although there are shortcomings at the moment, who knows that he will not be able to achieve great achievements in the future?" ?" Speaking of this, he looked at Meng Wei, "Aspiration does not depend on age, and ability does not depend on birth. "

These words resonated with Meng Wei's heart, and he couldn't help but bowed. His view of Kong Sanwei actually changed a little.

Afterwards, after breakfast, the group packed up, checked out of the room, and hit the road again.

Crunch, crunch.

As the carriage moved forward, the further west it went, the fewer victims it encountered. After passing Jingxing and entering the boundary of Sanjin, there were even fewer victims.

"I finally left. To be honest, I felt quite uncomfortable looking at the scene along the way. I hope the court can calm down the disaster as soon as possible." On the way, Meng Wei and Qiu Yan had a pleasant conversation. Yan Yan had no official airs at all. At first, Meng Wei and others were a little cautious, but later they relaxed completely and started chatting freely. They also secretly admired Qiu Yan for his broad knowledge.

And Qiu Yan also experienced another kind of humane artistic conception from their mouths, which is a special way of survival.

Hearing Meng Wei's emotion, Qiu Yan said: "It's good to have this intention, and you should do what you can, but you must not interfere too much and disturb the rightful owner." The rightful owner he was referring to was Na Lu For an imperial envoy, having others beat the drum is a sign of strength, but if you think you are right and insist on interfering, it may cause complications.

"Well, the villain has taken note of it."

Soon, the conversation between several people was interrupted by the rapid sound of horse hooves.

"But Qiu Yan and Qiu Xiuzhan? I'm Meng Ting, I've been waiting for a long time!"

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