Rong Ling came here specially, as if to ask, then urged her to drink tonic soup. When she finished drinking and promised not to welcome Fu Zichen, he left the house and entered the palace.

Hearing that Xixiang said that Wang Ye had gone out, Liu Wei was bored to go back to the house and sleep.

At this time, the little servant girl came to report that someone had sent an invitation.

Generally, the invitations received in the house are given to the housekeeper or Mingxiang Xixiang. Few of them report directly.

There is only one invitation sent. It was specially ordered by Rong Ling. Every time it was sent, it needs to be reported immediately.

Liu Wei asked, "who is it again?"

The little servant girl nodded and said, "it's the little guy who sent the post last time. He said that his master really wants to see the Lord. If the Lord doesn't agree, the post will be sent again and again."

Said the little maid, and she would present the post.

Liu Wei looked at the envelope, hesitated for a moment, didn't pick it up, but turned back to the bedroom, and after a long time, she thought about how to deal with it. Youyou left a sentence: "send the post to the prince's study."

She will not interfere in Rong Ling's decision.

……

The weather in Kyoto is not good recently. The climate has been changeable.

Rain and snow mixed, really let the ordinary people around the Kyoto City suffer.

As the sky began to darken again, the strong wind began to blow.

Go to a red top carriage on the official road of Kyoto, and the man sitting by the window puts down the heavy curtain. There is a smile on his handsome features, and he looks at another person in the carriage: "it's going to rain, I don't know if I can go to Beijing today."

When he said this, the young man who was sleeping on the car wall opened his eyes slightly and looked at him, but he didn't speak.

The man at the window leaned forward, stared at the young man's white face, and asked, "if we can't make it to the city tonight, where shall we live? There is no inn near here. I can't. I'll spend the night in this car. "

The young man frowned impatiently, stared at the man's face that was too close to the front, stretched out a finger, put it on the man's chest, pushed the man away, looked disgusted, but said firmly, "you can go to the city."

The man leaned back and said leisurely, "that's not necessarily. It's not certain that this kind of accident happened."

The young man's expression is subtle. He looks at the smiling face of the man and subconsciously warns: "what are you going to do?"

The man spread out his hands and said innocently: "look at you, it seems that I'm thinking something. I said Mo Yi. We haven't seen each other for so long, so you really look forward to parting again? You said you were going to Beijing to find someone, but you said, who are you looking for? When you get to Kyoto, I'll find it for you! I haven't told you yet. In fact, I have some contacts in Beijing, but my background is relatively complex, so I'm afraid to scare you. In a word, you should remember that I'm very good. You say, who are you looking for? Maybe I know you. "

The young man leaning against the car wall sniffed and sneered, closed his eyes again, and rested in vain.

When the man saw that he was despised, he said: "I am an official, and the new minister of the Ministry of Finance in Kyoto is my former classmate. If you give me a name, within three days, I will be able to help you find out the person you are looking for."

The man made a vow. After a long time, the young man opened his eyes again and said, "Yueshan Sheng."

The man was stunned, then his tone was slow: "Yue Dansheng, this name..."

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly: "how can you really know each other?"

"Well..." The man rubbed his chin as if in memory.

Young people can't sit down. They are lazy before the change. They sit up and stare at the man expectantly.

The man paused for a long time, and then said to the youth meaningfully: "Yue Dansheng, the name It's hard to hear. "

Young people: "..."

After the journey, the young people no longer pay attention to this person, and their eyes are closed again.

Young people especially regret that if they knew this, they should not recognize him on the road.

It was originally thought that someone would lead the way to Beijing, which is also convenient and can speed up the journey, but he didn't want to. He thought that once he got out, he would get carsick, thirsty and sleepy. He had to let the carriage stop and sleep comfortably.

In short, the two-day journey was dragged to this day by this man.

It's not only that, but also that Kyoto is in front of us. It's clear that there is something wrong with this man's words, and we need to delay the progress of the carriage.

The young man's intestines are almost regretful. If he went back a few days ago, he would never enter the inn, let alone answer back when he heard this man call him.

It's just injustice!

But the man was still annoying and called out: "Mo to, Liu Mo to, eat bread?"? Do you eat oranges? Do you eat bananas? Do you eat pears? Eat? "

Liu Mo couldn't stand it. He opened his eyes and his eyes were angry. He stared at the man in front of him angrily: "Fu Zichen, are you sick?"

Fu Zichen said quietly: "Mo Yi, you curse..."

Liu Moyi: "I'm not sure!"

Liu Mo and Fu Zichen met two years ago.At that time, there was a poetry meeting in the south water mansion of Fengzhou. Because Fengzhou was close to Songzhou, and the south water mansion was very close to Qujiang mansion, so fu Zichen secretly went to Fengzhou to participate in the poetry meeting after he handed over a new "tragic death in the middle of the night caused by the neighborhood dispute" to his most trusted work.

Liu Mo is not called Liu Mo, which is what Fu Zichen later learned.

Mo Yi is his character. It's said that his brother took it for him. But what's his name? Fu Zichen still doesn't know.

Liu Moyi was a mysterious man. Fu Zichen went to the poetry meeting with ambition, but his couplet was only half column fragrance, which was matched by the scholar named Liu Moyi.

Fu Zichen felt embarrassed, so he made another copy.

And then it's right again.

One more, and it's right again.

Out again, up again.

After the 10th couplet, Fu Zichen found that he had met his opponent.

The literati made friends with their talents. After being envious of the young man who was much younger than him at first sight, Fu Zichen accosted him.

Fu Zichen met Liu Muyi on the third day of the opening of the poetry club, but he didn't know his real name until he separated. He only heard from the students who knew him well that Liu Muyi was a man of great talent, but he had no reputation. He was always absent on weekdays. Only occasionally did he show up for a while.

Everyone said that Liumo should not be from Fengzhou or Jiangnan, otherwise, no trace could be found.

It was a coincidence that I met you. Although Fu Zichen has come to call me brother Mo Yi.

Meet by chance, but a few days fate.

But what Fu Zichen didn't expect was that, a few months later, they met again. This time, they were blackmailed in Qujiang mansion and Liumo in Qujiang mansion street!