I [Imperial] Am This Type of Man - Chapter 200: Fanwai: Fireworks in March

Fanwai: Fireworks in March

The catkins are smoky, and the flowers are beautiful, which is the Yangliujiang River in March. On the banks of the Yangliu River, a passenger ship slowly docked, and the boatman threw heavy iron anchors and fixed the ship on the dock.

On both sides of the pier, the willows are green and the ripples on the water surface are very gentle. When Xu Qingze was about to disembark, he saw friends who were very happy along the way. This person said that his surname was strict and the word was far away; he also said that his surname was Xu and the word was clear.

The word Qingze was taken shortly by Xu Qingze. Yan Mingyuan was the first person to know it. Thinking of this, Xu Qingze felt a bit of guilt, because he didn’t tell the other’s real name.

Xu Qingze’s trip this time was the result of a long fight with his family. After all, it was difficult to get rid of the uncle, how he was willing to continue to hang the name of “Prince Minister” on himself.

Since you want to travel, it is naturally incognito. It is most interesting to meet friends by yourself.

For example, Yan Mingyuan is very interesting. Xu Qingze thought. Yan Mingyuan is much older than him, knowledgeable, humorous, and many things seem extremely interesting after he talks about it. What’s even more rare is that Yan Mingyuan has thoroughly studied Jingyi. Many things that Xu Qingze couldn’t understand, Yan Mingyuan can make it clear in three or two sentences.

What a great friend.

Xu Qingze thought he was right to come out. If not, how could he know such a close friend.

Xu Qingze stunned slightly, shouting with a smile: “Brother Ming Yuan.”

Yan Mingyuan also smiled, his smile full of sincerity and enthusiasm: “Qingze.”

The two didn’t say anything, but they were inexplicably happy, smiled at each other, and got off the boat. Yan Mingyuan brought two bookboys, and when Xu Qingze was alone, he immediately ordered the bookboys: “Help Xu Gongzi to take luggage.”

Although Xu Qingze was not a man of extravagance and prostitution, he was used to being at home. He did not shirk when he heard the words, and only left his luggage to Yan Mingyuan’s book boy. A short while later, the two arrived at the hostel and settled for a night before going to Qinghe Academy.

There is a Mr. Qinghe in Qinghe Academy, who is very influential in the literary world. On the way, Xu Qingze and Yan Mingyuan talked about going to ask Mr. Qinghe for advice. Yan Mingyuan was very interested. Together, they decided to go on the road together.

The next day, Xu Qingze and Yan Mingyuan set off early and arrived at Luming Mountain. It is the season when the grass-long warbler flies, and Luming Mountain is lush and verdant, with the fragrance of some wooden leaves floating in the mountain wind.

It was an excellent day, but Xu Qingze and Yan Mingyuan were both frustrated.

None of them had answered the questions set by Mr. Qinghe.

Xu Qingze was stumped for the first time. They were a little unconvinced, and they tried hard to solve the doubts and saw Mr. Qinghe.

Three days later, they finally went up the mountain as they wished.

Mr. Qinghe is not as susceptible to confusion as rumored. Instead, he is particularly fond of difficult and talented people. Xu Qingze originally had some respect for Mr. Qinghe and was unwilling to disobey Mr. Qinghe for a while. Later, under the encouragement of Yan Mingyuan, he also started to throw stones at Mr. Qinghe’s window.

The two were like young urchins, fighting with Mr. Qinghe for half a month, finally tossing Mr. Qinghe out of temper, honestly solving their questions and sending them away like God of Plague.

That night, the three of them drank together. Mr. Qinghe painfully took out the precious bamboo leaves and told them not to get drunk.

Xu Qingze rarely drank alcohol before, but drove a lot under the encouragement of Mr. Qinghe and Yan Mingyuan, and he was really drunk.

Xu Qingze was half drunk and half awake, and his consciousness was not sober. Yan Mingyuan hugged him and said, “Qing Ze, Qing Ze, you will be surprised when you are drunk. I thought you would never let you do anything extraordinary. … ”

Nonsense.

Xu Qingze retorted in his heart.

When he hit Mr. Qinghe’s window a few days ago, he threw the stone first!

Yan Mingyuan laughed.

The two fell asleep, and the East didn’t feel pale. Xu Qingze opened his eyes, daylight leaked in through the window, and shone on Yan Mingyuan’s close face, letting that long eyelash cast a faint shadow on Yan Mingyuan’s face.

It’s really long, like a small fan.

Xu Qingze thought.

When Yan Mingyuan opened his eyes, his eyes were always a bit stern, and after closing his eyes, he was a bit beautiful, and looked like his mother. They all say that boys and girls are expensive, and Yan Mingyuan’s background is definitely not ordinary, right?

Thinking wildly, her eyes closed wide open.

The four eyes are opposite.

Quiet.

Xu Qingze felt that his heart seemed to be sucked in by those eyes. Perhaps because of the light, the eyes were so dark that they couldn’t find a little brown. When it looks at you intently, you can clearly hear your heart pounding.

咚, 咚, 咚.

It’s clearer.

Yan Mingyuan bent his lips and smiled, faintly cynical. He stepped closer, looking at Xu Qingze, who was struggling to swallow, and reached out and touched Xu Qingze’s thigh: “Oh, early in the morning, true spirit.”

Xu Qingze flushed.

He didn’t want to fall down, so he dared and touched his back again, and said, “Brother Mingyuan, don’t bother.”

Yan Mingyuan laughed again.

Xu Qingze inexplicably thought that she must be very happy with such a smile.

After this drunkenness, the two became more familiar. Farewell to Mr. Qinghe, they visited many hermit masters along the way, and they learned a lot. When they embarked on the return journey, they were a little bit reluctant. As a result, everyone went back to Beijing for a pair of itineraries, and could not help but relax.

It’s great.

Xu Qingze did not expect that he would be so reluctant to be alone.

They have only known each other for three months, but they feel like they have known each other for a lifetime. As long as he said a word, Yan Mingyuan could immediately take it.

On the way back, I met the town general and paid a pension. Xu Qingze took Yan Mingyuan to write down the list and pension arrangements for the general of the town, and found that many people in the thirteen states on the border had already disappeared. In order to resist the attack of foreign enemies, Da Zhou paid such a heavy price.

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Recalling the luxury of the royal family, Xu Qingze was sad. The great mountains and rivers guarded by the border soldiers have been ruined and cleaned up. What does his father insist on?

Going back, I saw many people died of heat. Xu Qingze never thought that someone would die.

There is no such cruel reality in the books written by the saints.

It turned out that for the homes of the destitute, famine, cold, heat, and even wind, frost, rain, and snow, would become deadly blades. They fell on the people with a sword, crushing their backbones, crushing their expectations, and leaving them Breathing in anticipation, God gave them a little hope of life.

Even if that hope is so slim, they dare not even think about it.

In such a desperate situation, Xu Qingze could not empathize.

But his heart was still uncomfortable.

He is the son of his prime minister, and he has lived a life of brocade and fine food since childhood. Although his father is a strict father, his mother is a loving mother. It is cold, and new clothes are available; it is hot, and the ice stored in the ice cellar is removed for use. He only needs to concentrate on reading to get countless blue eyes and praise.

When they went back, they still walked the waterway. Xu Qingze found Yan Mingyuan’s room and told Yan Mingyuan about his future plans. He’s still young, but he’s not too small. He needs to consider the future. For many things, Xu Qingze was still a little confused, so he talked with Yan Mingyuan every night along the way.

Yan Mingyuan gave him a lot of suggestions, but when he heard something, his eyes glanced at the tricky light.

Xu Qingze really liked Yan Mingyuan. When he was approaching Beijing, he thought of introducing Yan Mingyuan to his father. Unexpectedly, when it came to the difference, Yan Mingyuan suddenly got in his ear and said, “Sorry, Qingze, I lied to you. I don’t actually have the last name Yan.”

Xu Qingze remembered that he also lied. His ears were slightly red, and he said, “Brother Mingyuan, I actually lied to you.”

Yan Mingyuan raised an eyebrow: “Oh?”

Xu Qingze has always been upright, so it is embarrassing to deceive people. He said frankly: “In fact, my surname is Xu, and Xu, who is breezy, is not Xu.”

Yan Mingyuan was furious: “You actually lied to me!”

Xu Qingze was unhappy when Yan Mingyuan really thought about himself. He had not covered his emotions before Yan Mingyuan and immediately refuted: “You will not lie to me!”

“Oh, too,” Yan Mingyuan laughed, “then we are leveled.”

Xu Qingze asked, “What’s your surname?”

Yan Mingyuan looked at him for a long time before he said quietly, “My surname is Ji.”

Xu Qingze blasted into his ears, as if exploding.

Only the royal family surname Ji!

Xu Qingze soon knew who Ji Mingyuan was.

Ji Mingyuan is actually the three kings of today, the wild and extravagant three kings. On exploiting people’s fat and people’s cream, the three princes are best at it. In the past few years, Ji Mingyuan wanted to merge some fields, which actually destroyed the river embankment, attracted floods to flood the good fields, and finally obtained a large amount of land at low prices.

In the past, Xu Qingze just followed his father’s heartache, but in fact he didn’t know what the loss of the land meant to the people.

It’s different now.

Now Xu Qingze has witnessed the tragic situation of the 13 border states.

I have also seen many people die for the heat and hunger.

When something comes to your sight, you can’t avoid it anymore.

Xu Qingze quickly chose the monarch he wanted to follow.

Later, Ji Mingyuan approached him several times, and each time they broke up. On several occasions, Xu Qingze once felt strong killing intention from Ji Mingyuan.

Ji Mingyuan wanted to kill him.

After realizing he was unwilling to be loyal to him.

This discovery made Xu Qingze sad. Because even if he knew Ji Mingyuan’s identity, he did not want to believe that Ji Mingyuan had approached him intentionally. He did not want to believe that the three months of mutual trust and recklessness between them were only deliberate dreams.

Now that Ji Mingyuan has picked up the sword, he will naturally not put down the sword in his hand.

They are destined to be enemies.

Xu Qingze stepped into a camp to support Xinjun’s succession.

Shortly after his succession, Ji Mingyuan was assassinated.

That night Xu Qingze drank a lot of alcohol, but never drunk again.

When I saw Xinjun the next day, Xu Qingze heard Xinjun say, “When I left, he stopped me again, and he said let me tell you that he was changing.”

He said he was changing.

Ji Mingyuan once said this more than once: “Qingze, I’m changing.”

He didn’t believe it.

Can’t believe it.

Now Ji Mingyuan is dead.

Xu Qingze returned home indifferently. The mother came over, holding his hand, and squinting her mouth, talking babblely. He was always the most polite, but somehow he couldn’t hear a word.

After the mother repeatedly asked, “Qing Ze, what do you think? Would you like to meet Mr. Liu’s daughter? You are not too young, it’s time to get married.”

Yeah, he’s not young anymore, it’s time to get married.

Xu Qingze thought blankly. After a long time, he answered: “Everything is left to the mother.”