Fang Tianying made a generous move and directly settled the best restaurant in the town. The four of them sat in the private room on the third floor of the restaurant, looking down, and seeing the entire long street.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the town is decorated in a festive and lively manner.

It was not completely dark yet, and various lanterns were hung on the roadside, just waiting for the night to light up.

"I had known that Brother Qin was very knowledgeable, but I didn't expect that writing poetry was so good." Fang Tianying repeated two lines of poetry he heard from his servant and praised, "It's really wonderful."

Chen Yanan fiddled with the vegetable leaves on the plate and sneered: "Okay, Young Master Fang, can you understand the poem?"

"Why can't I understand? Do you think this young master is really useless?" Fang Tianying laughed and scolded, "Eat yours. I haven't seen you for a few days. Why have you eaten so little and lost weight?"

Chen Yanan's movements stopped and seemed a little embarrassed: "I want you to take care of it!"

Fang Tianying could not understand the poem clearly, but Jing Li really couldn't understand it very well. His appreciation of poetry was not yet at that level, but he just listened to Fang Tianying on the road and Qin Zhao wrote a poem that no students in the world wrote.

It is worthy of being Qin Zhao.

Jing Li's hand hidden under the table gently squeezed Qin Zhao's hand and whispered: "You are so awesome."

Qin Zhao was picking up food for him, and when he saw the expression of his little fish, his heart felt a little itchy. He held the other person's soft fingers with his back hand, rubbed his fingertips on the back of his hand, and leaned against his ear and was about to say something.

Fang Tianying suddenly said, "It's not just amazing, Brother Qin is simply a versatile!"

Qin Zhao: “…”

This is why he is not happy with outsiders to follow him.

Qin Zhao felt helpless, but he couldn't say anything, so he let go of Jing Li's hand: "Young Master Fang is too good."

Jing Li remembered the message that Fang Tianying had told him before and asked: "Did the prince who wrote this poem really say whoever can be corrected will be promoted to the Hanlin Academy?"

"Of course, I heard from my father that Prince Rong told all the civil and military officials in front of the pilgrimage, so naturally there is no falsehood." Fang Tianying said this and sighed again, "It's a pity that Brother Qin was born at the wrong time, and it's no longer possible now."

"No?"

Jing Li wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Chen Yanan: "What's wrong with birth? It should be said that Brother Qin escaped. If you take it seriously, will you still have a way out?"

Fang Tian responded: "That's right."

Jing Li vaguely realized something from their words and asked: "What does it mean? Why do you say that you have no way to survive if you are promoted?"

"Don't you know?" Chen Yanan looked around and saw that the private room where they were closed and the sound insulation was excellent. He lowered his voice and said, "Prince Rong conspired to usurp the throne a few years ago. He had been killed by the emperor's order and had no complete corpse!"

Qin Zhao's actions of drinking soup were made, and the spoon hit the wall of the bowl and made a slight sound.

But no one noticed this subtle sound.

"So that's how it is..." Jing Li felt a little regretful in his heart.

Although he didn't know who that prince was, he dared to say that as long as someone could speak to his poems and promote him to an official, he should be a very talented and arrogant person.

It turns out that he is dead...

As if he heard the regret in his words, Chen Yanan said again: "Sister-in-law, don't just look at people. That Prince Rong has done a lot of bad things, and it's a pity to die. When the emperor was young, he was regent for seven years, embezzled and accepted bribes and ignored human lives. It's not for the emperor to get rid of it after being full of wings."

"...Why don't you say that talent and knowledge have nothing to do with character?"

Jing Li blinked in surprise: "He is so bad?"

"You can't say that," Fang Tianying interrupted, "My father said that during the regent, he implemented many government orders that benefit the country and the people. If he hadn't improved the status of a merchant, he would not have been today."

Chen Yan'an said: "But the people he killed are not fake."

Fang Tianying said calmly: "But I invited this."

"..." Chen Yanan was timid in a flash, "Cheng, you are right, Master."

"So fortunately, Brother Qin didn't write this poem before." Chen Yan'an said, "I heard that the emperor killed Prince Rong and cleaned all his followers in the court. If he really joined the prince's command, his life would have been lost."

Qin Zhao has not made a statement.

After a moment, he whispered: "When did you say that the Lord ordered the killing of that prince?"

"The Lord of the Lord told the world more than two years ago. Brother Qin, you were still bedridden." Chen Yan'an said, "But there are rumors among the people that the Lord of the Lord had secretly killed Prince Rong several years ago, but at that time, he finally cleaned up all his followers and dared to say it."

"...Tsk, think about it, that little emperor is really pitiful. If it is true as the rumors have happened, when he killed Prince Rong, he was not as good as Fang Tianying and I, right?"

Jing Li opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

He had never heard of such a royal secret, and he only felt it was complicated and dangerous. Fortunately, these things were far away from him.

There was a moment of silence on the table. Qin Zhao picked up a dish for Jing Li and said calmly: "A good Mid-Autumn Festival, what are you talking about? Have a meal soon."

Several people didn't talk about this topic anymore.

Chen Yan'an and Fang Tianying were classmates before. They made jokes and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant when chatting.

The meal was very lively, and after the meal, Tianying was still unsatisfied. He said that he knew there were riddles guessing at the temple fair and wanted to take Qin Zhao and Jing Li to take a walk.

Jing Li, the indecisive man, almost followed him again, but was pulled back by Qin Zhao on his collar.

Qin Zhao said calmly: "No need, just go by ourselves."

Fang Tianying had not understood the profound meaning of Qin Zhao's words, but Chen Yanan reacted, smiled at Qin Zhao angrily, and took Fang Tianying aside: "Let's go, what riddles are you and I guess? Come and accompany me to the tavern to drink osmanthus wine. I didn't have this opportunity in the past!"

"No, why do I want to talk to you-" Fang Tianying was dragged away by Chen Yanan before he finished speaking.

Jing Li looked at the backs of the two men in a daze and called out, "Hey, why are you--"

His voice came to an abrupt end.

Qin Zhao raised his hand and gently pinched Jing Li's earlobe, and asked in a low voice: "Why, I still want to follow him?"

Jing Li: “…”

Maybe it was because he had completed his plan today. Jing Li was in a good mood now and was a little proud for a while, but he didn't notice Qin Zhao's attitude.

But no matter how slow the reaction was, he could hear the danger in Qin Zhao's words at this moment.

Jing Li shook his head timidly and smiled at him in a flattering way: "I don't want to, I want to be with you."

Qin Zhao: "Sweet mouth."

"But..." Jing Li turned around and looked at the direction where Chen Yanan and Fang Tianying left, and whispered, "I also want to try the osmanthus wine..."

Qin Zhao: “…”

Qin Zhao sighed: "Buy it for you later."

Greedy fish.

Qin Zhao took Jing Li to walk on the long street full of lanterns. When he saw someone selling candy and pastries on the roadside, he stopped to buy some.

He had just paid the money, but heard a clamor behind him.

Looking back, Jing Li was holding a sweet osmanthus flower in his hand, looking a little stunned.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, many women who are waiting to be a friend will also go out to play. In this era, men and women are more open-minded. If a woman likes someone on the street, she throws the branches to the other party's hands, which is to show love.

Jing Li has heard of this kind of rumor, but this is the first time he has encountered it.

He looked at the women in front of him and was a little busy.

"I, I'm not--"

A hand stretched out from the side, took the branch, and handed it back politely: "He is my husband, the girl misunderstood."

After saying that, he ignored the woman's reaction and stuffed the candy to Jing Li, holding his hand and walking forward without looking back.

I just didn't stare at him for a moment, and almost caused trouble again.

Qin Zhao sighed in his heart.

But it was not enough to just send those women. There were many pedestrians on the street tonight. As we walked along the way, the sight of them fell on them was only a lot more and less.

Qin Zhao finally couldn't bear it anymore and went to the street to buy a small koi mask, covering most of Jing Li's face.

The koi on the mask is not as cute as Jing Li's original body, but it is worse than nothing.

Qin Zhao said: "Put it well, don't take it off."

Jing Li was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Obviously, there were more people watching Qin Zhao than him along the way, so why should this person be jealous?

Qin Zhao's complexion has been much better than usual recently. After the disease faded, his face made his face look even more handsome. Walking on this street, I don't know how many gazes he attracted.

Jing Li did not give in and immediately picked out a fox mask from the stall and put it on Qin Zhao's face.

The mask was made very big, and after I put it on, I could only see Qin Zhao's exquisite jawline and two thin lips.

Jing Li nodded with satisfaction: "You look so good."

Qin Zhao was quite helpless about this: "But why do I wear a fox?"

"The fox is the best for you."

Jing Li was eating happily with a bag of candy in his arms, and suddenly saw something not far away, and his eyes lit up: "Is that the place to guess riddles? Come quickly!"

There is a tall laurel tree at the end of the street, with dozens of lanterns hanging under the tree, and under each lantern there are several red paper notes with corresponding riddles written.

If someone wants to guess a riddle, take off the note and write the answer to the riddle in the blank space of the red paper.

The riddles on each note are different, and correspond to an answer, there will be no repetition, and there will be no cheating.
To be continued...