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However, when he saw Chen Xiuwenzhi going in, he immediately came to his senses, raised his hand and stopped him and said, "Hey, Mr. Chen, I haven't passed yet, why did you break through the door by yourself!"

Chen Xiuwen looked at him sideways with a smile on his face, and said, "I heard that the Taixue has a tradition of being open and tolerant and embracing talents. He can't stop outsiders from visiting and studying on weekdays. If you just stop me, what's the reason?"

The boy opened his mouth and stopped for a while. Then he said: "Others can do it, but those who are taught by the Imperial College will not be welcome."

Chen Xiuwen looked at him and said, "A gentleman has a clear distinction between love and hate, but it is also a clear distinction. He has prejudice due to personal grudges. He generalizes people and keeps them all out. Do you ask yourself what you did right?"

The boy's face looked uncertain and he was speechless for a moment.

Chen Xiuwen no longer got entangled with him. He took out the appointment document written by the Imperial College wine from his arms, spread it out and showed it in front of him for a while, then put it away and said, "There is no reason to stop me this time, I'll go in and do business."

The boy's surprise was beyond words, and his heart was so shocked that he stood there for a long time but never came back to his senses.

What's going on? Chen Er fool actually wants to be their husband?!

A student from Yitaixue came over outside the gate and stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Fu Jingwen, why didn't you come to power today? Isn't Li Shu your mortal enemy?"

Fu Jingwen's expression returned to normal and laughed, "Oh, don't mention it, I didn't win the lottery this time. You wait, wait for me to torture him next time!"

Chen Xiuwen walked past Jixian Gate, bypassed the Half Moon Pool, and arrived in front of the Juxian Hall of the main courtyard. At this time, a school official who was responsible for receiving foreign guests came up and asked if he was looking for the Siye in charge of the Imperial Academy, so he took him to the office of the East End.

Li Siming, a middle-aged and elegant man, is a slightly fat man, but he is elegant, with bright eyes and a friendly smile. His face never showed any surprise from beginning to end, and his words and deeds make people feel like spring breeze.

Knowing that the person in front of him is famous for caring for his student, Chen Xiuwen is also very respectful and polite to him.

Li Siye called the chief clerk, and the three of them discussed and determined the course time for Chen Xiuwen. They set up an hourly calligraphy class every six o'clock in the morning, which is for all students. Whether they are sacrificing their students at the top, sacrificing their students in the bottom, or sacrificing their students outside, they can directly register for the elective.

After the matter was finished, Chen Xiuwen said respectfully, and Li Siye and the chief clerk politely sent him to the door.

Looking at his figure leaving, the chief clerk whispered to Li Siye: "Sir, where is the emperor singing?" How could this famous powerful and noble child come to their Imperial Academy to teach? It's so easy to get into their Imperial Academy.

Li Siye smiled and touched the short beard on his chin and said slowly: "This son, the heavenly court is towering, the sky wall is full, his eyes are like lacquer, his nose is hanging, his mouth is like four characters, his lips are like vermilion red, his elbow is round, his elbow is dragon and tiger arms, while walking, his steps are relaxed, his strength is restrained, and his posture is leisurely. He must be an extraordinary person. He is not surprised to become famous in his youth, and he will be rich and honored in his life. He will be promoted in his future official position and will not be inferior to the Duke and Marquis."

The chief clerk felt his chin dropping when he heard it. Master Si Ye is a good person to look at others. So, it is necessary for him to make friends with the quiet and peaceful man. When the people become rich in the future, they may be able to support themselves.

However, the chief clerk said with a little confusion: "Sir, how could Mr. Chen lose his mother when he looks like this?"

Li Siye turned around and went into the house and said, "There is nothing in the world. This is a perfect match for both parents and longevity. I don't know why this mistake happened."

The chief clerk thought to himself, was it because Lord Si Ye's physique had regressed? Then should he still be attentive to the second young master Shen? He had to think carefully.

Chen Xiuwen left the Imperial Academy and walked along Xuefu Street. Because he was going to go to Imperial College to apply for admission tomorrow, he did not go to another trip and planned to return to Shenfu first.

There is no curfew in Daning. It is almost dusk and the streets are still lively. Chen Xiuwen casually visited two bookstores and bought a miscellaneous note. As soon as he ordered Chen Chuan to call the carriage, someone called him from a high place.

"Xu Wen, Xu Wen! Come here!"

Chen Xiuwen looked up and found that it was Yang Heming calling him on the second floor of the teahouse. He smiled and nodded and walked into the Yaji Teahouse.

The first floor of the teahouse is full of seats, and the second floor is a private room. Chen Xiuwen walked up the stairs and heard footsteps approaching. He looked up and saw that it was Xie Yanqing, Li Shu and others were about to go downstairs.

"My brother Xiu Wen, I haven't seen him for many days, and it seems that he has lost his mind." Xie Yanqing looked at him carefully and said.

Chen Xiuwen smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your concern."

He was about to retreat from the stairs to the first floor and make way for them. When he saw Yang Heming also walked to the stairs, he said to him: "Come up quickly, please wait and wait."

Then another strange boy voice said, "Yes, Chen Xiuwen, you should go upstairs quickly. You are a dignified baron now. You don't need to give way to them."

Li Shu heard this and said angrily: "Who cares that he gave it! That's what he wants to give it to himself! Yun Zongqing, don't make trouble!"

Yun Zongqing chuckled and spread his hands, saying, "I don't have one. I just saw some people planning to be shameless and go downstairs first regardless of their superiority."

When Li Shu was excited, he was about to walk over and beat him up, but was grabbed by Xie Yanqing.

Xie Yanqing smiled and said to Chen Xiuwen: "Brother Xiuwen, come up quickly."

Chen Xiuwen didn't take the order of going up and downstairs seriously, but he didn't like someone to make trouble with him. He originally didn't want to give Yang Heming a face, but the current situation made him completely unwilling to contact the people above.

He simply smiled faintly at Yang Heming and said, "Brother Yang, I'm here to tell you that I have something to do, so I can only get together with you next time. Stay tuned, I'll leave first."

Yang Heming hurriedly said, "Okay, we will make an appointment next time."

Chen Xiuwen said to Xie Yanqing again: "Brother Xie, I will take the lead, you can go slowly."

Xie Yanqing looked at him turning around and leaving without any worries, and felt a little sad.

Li Shu muttered, "This kid is arrogant."

Xie Yanqing pinched his shoulder and said, "Don't talk nonsense, let's go too."

Yang Heming showed a hint of helplessness on his face and said to Yun Zongqing: "Xiaoqing, look at you, scared Xiu Wen away."

Yun Zongqing said aggrievedly: "Brother Yang, he is not stupid now, but he is quite arrogant! He doesn't even say hello to me! I am the son of the princess after all, does he look down on me?"

Yang Heming hurriedly said, "He is not the kind of arrogant person. You may have a misunderstanding today. When he comes to Imperial College, I will introduce you to get to know you well."

Yun Zongqing pursed his lips and said, "That's it."

At this time, Chen Xiuwen had already boarded his carriage and returned home leisurely.

Sure enough, Yu Qiao pursed his lips and said weakly: "You bullied people and actually caused me to talk nonsense."

Before Chen Xiuwen could say anything else, he walked a few steps, stepped out of the door, snorted again, and left a sentence: "I don't want to argue with you, let's take a look."

Chen Xiuwen supported his jaw with one hand and his arms with the other, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this considered running away in panic, or is he busy cleaning up his tail?"

He also said casually to himself, but unexpectedly, Yang Heming, who had been silent in the room and was sitting cross-legged on the kang reading a book, responded: "It's probably because he's gone to wipe his butt."

Yang Heming was about seventeen years old, with a handsome face, wearing a white gauze dress, a silver ribbon on his waist, and a white jade with mutton fat. He casually held the book aside, stretched his legs, and said lazily: "Young Master Chen, you said that just now, I'm afraid someone will be unable to save his life."

Chen Xiuwen turned to look at him, and was shocked when he heard this, "What? Will someone die?!"

Yang Heming sat down again and looked at him with a smile and said, "I thought you had made great progress, but it turned out that you were still an innocent fool. But this is great. If you really become smooth and hypocritical, it would be boring."

Chen Xiuwen was speechless when he listened to his comments. What was going on? Although this person was not good at speaking, why did he seem to be quite kind to him?

Yang Heming raised his hand and signaled him to sit down on the kang, and said gently: "Come on, let's play chess and chat while playing boredom."

Chen Xiuwen hugged his arms and looked at him calmly, walked over with a smile on his face and said, "Okay, Brother Yang, please give me more advice."

Yang Heming put the white chess box aside and smiled and said, "Your brother and I are close friends. Before he left, he asked me to take care of you, but we have very few opportunities to meet each other. Today, we finally have a destiny."

Chen Xiuwen recalled the original memory and found that this person seemed to have had contact with his brother Chen Xiuwu, but because of some inferiority and concern that he himself was not very clear, he did not like to get close to the circle of eldest sons who his brother was dating.

He smiled, stood up and bent down slightly and said, "So that's it. Xiu Wen was rude before, Brother Yang," he thought that his original father would have no worries after the battlefield. It seemed that not only thanks to the emperor's support, but also relying on the help of the Minister of War to transport good equipment and food as much as possible.

Yang Heming smiled and said, "You are indeed different from the past. I'll tell you to stop writing. No need to be polite. Let's sit down and talk."

Chen Xiuwen took off his shoes and went to the kang like him, sat down and said, "Brother Yang, you just said that someone was unable to save his life. What does it mean?"

Yang Heming picked up a black spot and played with it on his fingertips, and replied, "Brother Yu heard you just said it. It seems that he secretly took your jade pendant?"

Chen Xiuwen nodded and said, "That's true. When I went to change my clothes, I was hit by him and the things were gone. He was the biggest suspect."

Yang Heming smiled and said, "I think it was indeed his. But Xiu Wen, there must be a reason why he, a dignified prince of the country, did such a thing as a robber. Did you have any hatred before?"

Chen Xiuwen shook his head and said, "He and I have never had any conflicts in the past. Now that we have come like this, I am afraid that someone behind us is making trouble. To be honest, Brother Yang, I suspect that someone in the palace wanted to deal with me, so I borrowed his hand to get my jade pendant."

Yang Heming listened carefully and thought for a while, "My mother has been in the palace for banquets over the years, and often sees Prince Yu next to Concubine Yu. This Prince Yu is the only third generation of the Yu family and is very popular with Concubine Yu. Their aunt and nephew are close to each other, comparable to mother and son. Those who can let him do such despicable things in the palace probably are involved with that person."

When Chen Xiuwen heard him say this, he felt his sincere treatment for him. If he could not change it from now on, he would hope that such a person would be friends.

Recalling what the eunuch at the toilet hall said, Chen Xiuwen nodded and responded: "I guessed so much. I just don't know why she did this."

Yang Heming smiled and said, "It's good if you know what you know. As for why she targets you, in my opinion, it's probably because you saved the eldest princess."

"Ah? Ha!" Chen Xiuwen only found it too funny. This emperor's little wife is right, what logic is that he is considered to have offended her like this?
Chapter completed!