Poor Lady

The next day, Qi Surong briefly mentioned Qiantong's affairs to her father, only to say that she followed Chen Hua and would never return to Qi's house again.

Qi's father listened, but he was not angry. He never cared about his concubine and could abandon it at any time. It's just that as a man, his woman will always be a little unhappy with other men. In the past few days, he had a sullen face until Tong Sheng tried to release the list.

Sure enough, Su Bao was on the list, ranking ninth, and officially took the first step in official education. The family hosted a banquet for him, but they did not make any extravagance, but invited Zhuang Qiao'e and other relatives and friends to come to the house for a gathering.

Xu Chen deliberately gave Subao three days off, and Qi Surong decided to take this opportunity to go to Yingshu Pavilion to transcribe books, soothe the nerves and prepare for the storm.

From the moment she decided to tamper with the secret decree, she had already taken the most dangerous step. As long as the secret decree fell into the hands of the emperor, what would happen next was unpredictable. The reason why Qi Surong dared to take the risk is because the Qi family is an aristocratic family, and the emperor can confiscate the Qi family's property, but he cannot openly destroy the family and remove its name unless the Qi family commits a major crime of treason. Another reason is that the Qi family is now weak and has lost the secret decree of the previous king, and its impact on the court situation is almost negligible.

Qi Surong was not worried that the emperor would kill him, but he had to guard against his "anger". But in any case, she believes that this adventure is worthwhile. As long as this hurdle is passed, and when the ninth prince returns to Beijing, the Qi family will completely escape the storm center of the power struggle, and be in a corner, but they can still catch up with the historical trend. Shun the sailboat, soaring up.

Qi Surong came to the bookstore, selected a few books and placed them neatly on the bookcase, then took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to concentrate on copying.

"Master Feng, please come here, the bookstore is here." An old slave led Feng Zhan to the bookstore and respectfully said, "Please come in, you can choose what books you need."

Feng Zhan nodded and walked slowly into the bookstore. After chatting with the young man, he had a plan to organize the exotic customs into a book, so this time, he specially came to Yingshuge to borrow a few books on the history of customs for reference.

As soon as he stepped into the bookstore, Feng Zhan saw at a glance the young man who was copying books on the bookcase in the compartment. His eyes lit up, and a look of joy appeared on his face involuntarily.

The boy was unaware of his arrival, and just focused on writing. "He" sits upright, with his head slightly drooping, revealing his slender neck, his expression is calm, and his temperament is as elegant and refined as when he first met him.

This young man always made him feel familiar, and when he saw "him", he couldn't help but want to get close.

Feng Zhan was fascinated and stood there for a long time unconsciously, not even realizing that someone was approaching.

"Isn't this Master Feng?" Ji Yun's voice interrupted Feng Zhan's meditation. He followed his gaze and saw Qi Surong who was copying the book.

"Brother Ji." Feng Zhan nodded at him.

"Master Feng." Sun Junxuan and Huang Zheng behind Ji Yun stepped forward to greet each other.

The movement here caught Qi Surong's attention, she put down the pen, got up and cupped her hands and said, "Master Feng, Brother Ji, Brother Sun, Brother Huang."

"It's rare to see you in the bookstore." Sun Junxuan walked over and smiled.

"Just when I have free time, I came over to copy a few books."

Sun Junxuan flipped through the books on the bookcase and asked casually, "But are you making the final preparations for the meeting in a few days?"

Qi Surong smiled and didn't answer.

"The Chronicle of Tongjian, "Ancient Prose Debates and Doubts", "Four Books and Barnyard Shu"... Huh? All of them are strategy theories?" Sun Junxuan laughed, "Brother Zhuo has a lot of experience in strategy theories?"

"With the aptitude and experience of ordinary people, what experience is there, just read it at will."

"It is said that all the examiners in this exam have been replaced." Ji Yun said, "I wonder if the content of the exam questions has changed."

Sun Junxuan looked at Feng Zhan and asked, "I don't know if there is any news from Master Feng?"

Feng Zhan shook his head and smiled, "I have never paid much attention to scientific examinations."

Sun Junxuan was slightly disappointed.

Huang Zheng opened his mouth and said, "No matter what the content of the test is, we can't get rid of poetry, poetry, and collections of scriptures and history. As long as we study hard and study **** weekdays, and do our best in the test, it will be up to God if we succeed or not."

"This time, I might give up poetry and poetry..." Qi Surong said this sentence unconsciously, but she didn't realize it soon enough and kept her mouth shut, but her words have attracted everyone's attention.

"How do you say this?" Sun Junxuan asked.

Feng Zhan also looked at "him" curiously. He didn't even know about himself, who often walked around the court. How did "he" know about him?

"Uh, I'm just guessing randomly, you don't have to take it seriously."

"There should also be a basis for random guessing." Ji Yundao, "Why did Junior Brother Zhuo make such a guess?"

"Yeah." Sun Junxuan also replied, "If you give up poetry and poetry, what will be the content of the exam?"

Huang Zheng's eyes fell on the booklet on the bookcase, and he spit out four words: "Jingyi Strategy Lun?"

Everyone's faces were slightly startled, and they all focused their attention on Qi Surong in order to understand.

Qi Surong smiled and said, "I didn't say anything."

But this sentence said everything.

"How can you be sure?" Ji Yun asked.

Qi Surong nodded his forehead with his finger, as if wondering: "If I tell the truth, I'm afraid you won't believe it."

In the last life, it was the year when Subao was rejected from the Tongsheng Examination. The imperial court reformed the content of the examination, putting less emphasis on poetry and poetry and more emphasis on classics and meanings. This year, I don't know how many candidates have lost their names because of this change. Among them, Sun Junxuan is one of the students who fell off the list.

"Be as blunt as possible." Ji Yun made a "please" gesture to her.

Feng Zhan also said with great interest, "I want to hear it too."

"Okay." Qi Surong smiled and said, "Actually, my ancestors had an ancestor who was proficient in numerology and arithmetic, and I have also learned some of his skills."

She began to use the guise of ghosts and gods to avoid the important and lightly cover it up.

"Numerology numbers?" Sun Junxuan asked curiously, "You mean, you figured out this matter?"

Qi Surong nodded.

Several people looked at each other, although not brand new, but the person in front of them cast a mysterious veil in their hearts.

Feng Zhan said with a smile: "I didn't expect Brother Zhuo to have such an extraordinary talent, why don't you help me with the divination now?"

"Lord Feng, what do you want to do?" Qi Surong smiled. She may have a little guilty conscience towards others, but she knows a lot about Feng Zhan, who grew up with her.

Feng Zhan thought for a moment and said, "I admire a beautiful woman, but I don't know if the beautiful woman intends to be with me. Brother Zhuo will calculate for me, do I have a relationship with that beautiful woman?"

Qi Surong restrained her smile, but she didn't expect this to be what he asked. Feng Zhan never got married or had children until he disappeared in a foreign country.

She stared at Feng Zhan, her eyes were deep, and her body unconsciously revealed a solemn aura that did not match her age.

Feng Zhan felt as if he had been seen through, his heart beating uncontrollably.

After a while, Qi Surong looked back, but did not speak.

"How?" Feng Zhan asked.

The other three also waited curiously for Qi Surong's answer.

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking."

"Does this mean that Lord Feng will only be infatuated with one person in the future?" Sun Junxuan asked.

"Infatuation can't be left, and the head is empty." Qi Surong still replied with poetry.

Sun Junxuan is speechless, isn't this cursing others to stay alone for life?

"You mean, it's impossible for me and the beautiful woman?" Feng Zhan asked in a deep voice.

Qi Surong did not answer directly, but said, "The fate of people is not determined by heaven, and the results of divination can be used as a warning, but it should not be left to fate. With the appearance of an adult, it is unknown that Hongluan may be around, and it is impossible to force it. Well, it's better to take a small step back, maybe you can see a wider world."

Qi Surong didn't know who Feng Zhanxin belonged to, but in the end it must have ended without a problem. If it wasn't that the woman had already married someone else's wife, or was no longer alive, otherwise, with Feng Zhan's character and family background, she should be able to hold a beautiful woman back. But in the last life, he lived alone.

"You're right." Feng Zhan said with a smile, "people can't be resigned to fate. I haven't pursued it yet, so how can I know what the outcome will be? I, Feng Zhan, never back down. Whether it's about people or things, once a decision is made, It is reckless.”

Saying that, he laughed.

Ji Yun and the others all showed admiration in their eyes.

Qi Surong sneered at herself for worrying too much. With Feng Zhan's open-mindedness, how could she be trapped in worry?

At dusk, Feng Zhan found the books he needed and left.

Qi Surong also left Yingshu Pavilion and returned to the side village. Just as he was about to change his clothes, Yuan Xi walked in and said with a serious face: "The emperor has even recruited several princes to enter the capital, I'm afraid he will start."

"As expected." Qi Surong took the scroll handed over by Yuan Xi, flipped through the pages, made a sudden movement, and muttered, "King Jing will arrive in the capital in three days?"

"Yes." Yuan Xi looked at her and hesitated.

Seeing this, Qi Surong packed up the scrolls and said inadvertently, "Are you planning to serve under King Jing's family?"

Yuan Xi was startled at first, then nodded silently.

"I have no opinion." Qi Surong smiled, "You must have read the secret letter?"

"Have you seen it too?" Yuan Xi asked back.

"Not only did I read it, I also handed in the secret letter." She pointed to the top.

"What?" Yuan Xi was shocked.

Qi Surong said calmly, "Don't worry, I didn't plan to hide this from you, maybe it will be a stepping stone for you to serve King Jing."

Yuan Xi frowned and asked suspiciously, "How do you say this?"

Qi Surong didn't answer, but just picked up the pen and wrote the word "eight" on the paper.

Yuan Xi looked at her for a long time, and suddenly his face changed slightly, looking at her in disbelief.

"Only you and I know about this matter, King Jing knows it, and the rest of us can't reveal a word."

Yuan Xi nodded, his eyes were shining, and the corners of his mouth showed a bit of a smile.

"But the Qi family is afraid that there will be a disaster, I hope they can get through it safely." Qi Surong looked out the window with a solemn expression.

"Don't worry, the Qi family is far more powerful than you think." Yuan Xi said, "General Qi is not without confidence."

"Oh? What do you know?" Qi Surong asked.

"You'll find out after a while." Elemental smiled deeply.

Qi Surong didn't ask any further, just said: "By the way, since you decided to follow King Jing, then you will deal with your enemies yourself."

"Of course, you have created the most favorable conditions for me." Yuan Xi clasped his fists and saluted, "Thank you very much."

After speaking, he turned and left.