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Originally, she brought Chen Qingfeng's poem to the Crown Prince's Poetry Gathering to make Chen Qingfeng famous.
Judging from Chen Qingfeng's appearance, he didn't seem to care much about his reputation.
Chen Qingfeng smiled calmly and said:
"Ruoruo."
"Given my status, it's not advisable to get too close to either the Crown Prince or the Second Prince!"
For Chen Qingfeng, the struggle between the Crown Prince and the Second Prince was just a minor squabble, and he didn't need to get involved.
Emperor Qing was the true mastermind behind Ye Qingmei's death.
His goal was to settle accounts with Emperor Qing!
Chapter Twenty-Nine: Taking Charge of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion? A Weak Scholar, a Powerful Warrior! Emperor Qing is Shocked!
Afterwards, Fan Ruoruo stayed in the Heavenly Garment Room for a while longer before leaving.
This place was a singing and dancing hall, and it was indeed inconvenient for a young lady from a prominent family to stay there for too long.
It was clear that Fan Ruoruo was somewhat displeased as she left.
It must be because Chen Qingfeng was listening to music there, and even had Sang Wen massage his shoulders and back, which made him very happy.
After Fan Ruoruo left, Sang Wen smiled charmingly and said:
"Son."
"Miss Ruoruo cares about you very much."
Why didn't you explain it to her clearly?
Chen Qingfeng smiled helplessly and replied:
"There are some things that are better left unsaid to her."
Sang Wen nodded, knowing that Chen Qingfeng didn't want Fan Ruoruo to get involved in any conflicts.
"Let's go! Come with me back to the Oversight Council!"
Chen Qingfeng stood up and, without lingering, took Sang Wen with him and left.
Before long, the two arrived at the Surveillance Bureau.
Deep within the Overwatch Council, there is a private courtyard for Chen Qingfeng.
High walls and deep courtyards, blue bricks and gray tiles, surrounded by green trees, birds singing and flowers blooming.
"From now on, you can live here with me."
Chen Qingfeng led Sang Wen on a tour of the courtyard.
"this?"
Sang Wen paused, looking somewhat restrained.
"But young master, this...this is the Surveillance Bureau!"
Sang Wen was somewhat worried.
Chen Qingfeng smiled calmly and said:
"Do not worry!"
"No one usually comes to my yard."
"Although it is located within the Oversight Service, it is also my private residence."
After Chen Qingfeng said that, Sang Wen felt a little more at ease.
After showing Sang Wen around, Chen Qingfeng led her into the courtyard and seated her in a pavilion.
"By the way, you're going somewhere tomorrow."
"This place is called Tianji Pavilion, and I've drawn the address on the map for you."
As he spoke, Chen Qingfeng casually pulled a map from his pocket and handed it to Sang Wen.
"Yes, son!"
Sang Wen bowed and took the map from Chen Qingfeng.
Then, Chen Qingfeng took out a golden token and handed it to Sang Wen. The front of the token was engraved with the words "Heavenly Secrets".
"Take this identity token with you. When you arrive at your destination, someone will hand it over to you."
"The Heavenly Secrets Pavilion is an agency for reporting information."
"Once you get there, find out the situation as soon as possible."
"From now on, you will be in charge of contacting me with Tianji Pavilion."
After listening to what Chen Qingfeng said, Sang Wenming nodded in understanding and responded.
Then, Chen Qingfeng fell into thought.
"Judging by the time, Fan Xian should be arriving in the capital soon by imperial decree, right?"
"It seems like it's about time I met this younger brother."
……
Nanqing Palace.
Emperor Qing sat at the table, wearing a loose-fitting long robe.
There were many strange and unusual things on the table.
Hard metal fragments, special ores, saw blades, thin rods... and all sorts of bottles and jars.
At this moment, Emperor Qing was holding sandpaper, polishing the surface of the arrowheads and shafts to make them smoother and reduce air resistance.
Every now and then, he would pick up an arrow and aim it to see if the shaft was straight.
Not far away, Hong Sixiang stood still without making a sound.
Suddenly, Emperor Qing asked:
"Eunuch Hong, has anything happened in the capital recently?"
Upon hearing Emperor Qing's question, Hong Sixiang bowed slightly and replied:
"Not long ago, the Crown Prince held a poetry gathering at his residence."
"Miss Fan Ruoruo of the Fan family composed a poem at the poetry gathering, which amazed everyone present!"
Emperor Qing was taken aback, and even the movement of rubbing the arrow in his hand paused for a moment.
"There are such interesting stories?"
"Fan Jian's daughter seems to be quite talented."
What poem did you write?
Hong Sixiang didn't delay and quickly presented the copied poem.
Emperor Qing took the poem and was increasingly shocked as he read it, his face filled with disbelief.
"this?"
"The eldest daughter of the Fan family actually possesses such poetic talent?"
"Could someone produce such elegant and graceful poetry?"
Emperor Qing looked surprised.
It should be noted that the literary scene in Qing Kingdom is weak.
The world is divided into three kingdoms, and in terms of military strength, the Qing Kingdom is undoubtedly the strongest.
The other two countries were no match for it, but the Northern Qi claimed to be the legitimate dynasty.
Even though the Qing Kingdom won the battle, the people of Northern Qi still looked down on the Qing Kingdom.
In their eyes, the Qing Kingdom was a barbarian state, and the Northern Qi inherited most of the territory and official records of the Northern Wei.
Scholars across the land generally regarded the Northern Qi as the legitimate dynasty.
The way of literature was prevalent in Northern Qi, a fact that even the Qing Kingdom had to acknowledge.
The imperial examinations held during the Northern Qi dynasty attracted countless scholars and talented individuals, creating a truly spectacular sight.
Even scholars from Dongyi City and Qing Kingdom would travel thousands of miles to Beiqi City to participate in the imperial examinations.
Even if they participated in the imperial examinations, these people could not become officials in the Northern Qi Dynasty.
But everyone in the world felt that as long as a student could enter the top three in the Northern Qi imperial examination, it would be a success.
No matter where you are, you are qualified to be an official.
This demonstrates the flourishing of literature in the Northern Qi Dynasty.
Emperor Qing was shocked to see that Fan Ruoruo had actually produced such a poem.
Shocked, Emperor Qing frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:
"The poem is indeed a good poem."
"The poem just has a heavy sense of gloom."
"Fan Ruoruo is only of marriageable age, did she really write this poem?"
Seeing that Emperor Qing was suspicious, Hong Sixiang responded:
"Your Majesty has discerning eyes!"
"Fan Ruoruo mentioned it at the poetry gathering."
"This poem was not written by her, but by... Chen Qingfeng!"
The moment the name "Chen Qingfeng" was uttered, Emperor Qing was even more shocked.
He appeared indifferent to his son on the surface, but secretly he cared about him very much.
Every so often, Hong Sixiang would report Chen Qingfeng's whereabouts to him.
"I never expected him to have such abilities."