About the fact that the heir of Huajian School is a girl

She said, "Brother, there is a rumor circulating on the street recently that someone brought half of a contaminated stele into the capital from outside the region."

Half a stele,

Li Qingcha was very concerned about this quantifier.

But she felt that it was unlikely, because it was impossible for the inscriptions of the Confucian saint to be polluted.

From the perspective of cultivation, the so-called "pollution" refers to being stained by the aura of other sects, such as the Confucian sage's stele being dripped with the blood of the Taoist ancestor, or the Buddhist Bodhisattva who has achieved the fruit position being smeared with relic powder.

Just think about how difficult it is to obtain Daozu's blood.

As for the relics, they are extremely hard, especially the relics of the Bodhisattva. There are probably only a few monks who can grind them into powder.

Therefore, the possibility of the Confucian sage's stele being contaminated is extremely small and can be ignored.

Li Qingcha whispered: "It should be a rumor."

Gong Lianxue also held the same opinion.

"Well, I think it's a scam to resell antiques and cultural relics. They spread rumors and set prices at the same time. If the owner really wanted to find out what the inscription was, he would have sent it to Bailu Academy for appraisal long ago."

"Then why are you telling me?"

"Because of the matter of Emperor Wuzong of Shanyun, I am more sensitive to the half of the stele. Maybe you can take this opportunity to absorb the Confucian energy. Alas... Come to think of it, there is no such thing as a pie in the sky."

Li Qingcha: ￣□￣｜｜

I was too embarrassed to admit that I had secretly thought about such a good thing.

She coughed to cover it up.

"Let's go first."

The two were preparing to leave.

At this moment, a shrill voice called them from behind.

Li Qingcha turned around and found a young eunuch walking towards him quickly, panting, with beads of sweat on his face in the cold weather.

He stopped and bowed respectfully.

"Master Hou."

Li Qingcha was a little curious.

"You... um... I have no impression. Which palace are you from?"

"I have been serving the Second Prince all along. This time I am here to help him deliver a message about the New Year's Eve literary gathering."

"..."

The second prince reacted really quickly.

I think he must have started making preparations after hearing that the crown prince was regent, because he knew that he was the only choice to host the literary meeting, so it was understandable that he made plans early.

Li Qingcha took the letter and turned away in front of the eunuch.

She frowned suddenly.

"A stele?"

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The Second Prince's invitation also mentioned the stele, but it was only briefly mentioned without giving any details.

Of course, Li Qingcha didn't believe it was a coincidence.

She pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I understand."

Little eunuch:???

Is this over?

"My Lord, I have to go back and report to the Second Prince. What on earth are you..."

"Just tell your Highness exactly what he said."

"..."

The young eunuch was even more confused.

The original meaning was, do you want to learn the phrase "Okay, I got it" and tell the Second Prince?

What the hell...

The little eunuch wanted to cry.

"My Lord, you are making fun of me."

Li Qingcha raised his eyebrows.

"I don't have the time."

After saying that, he turned around with Gong Lianxue and left without any regrets.

The young eunuch stood there stupidly, thinking for a moment, and prepared to chase again.

The guards beside the Meridian Gate shook their heads and could not help but approach the young eunuch and whispered to him, "Young eunuch, you should go back and report. The current Marquis of Wuding..."

The rest of the words were not finished.

But the young eunuch could understand,

Wu Dinghou is no longer what he used to be. His power is so great that few people can suppress him except for a few royal relatives.

Now, with the crown prince as regent, it is only a matter of time before the second prince is marginalized. It is normal for Marquis Wuding not to give him face.

The young eunuch looked at the sky. The sun was rising and it was almost noon.

It is true that I cannot pursue Li Qingcha anymore.

He stamped his feet, muttered a few words in exasperation, returned to the palace from Wujiao to report, and went straight to the second prince's bedroom.

As soon as he entered the door, he knelt on the ground with a plop, and reported with a red face: "Second Prince, Second Prince, I am guilty. I messed up the task you assigned me."

She wiped her tears as she spoke, looking so pitiful.

The second prince was copying a painting of a solitary peak. He looked up with a puzzled look on his face.

"What went wrong? Get up and answer the question."

The young eunuch did not dare to stand up and continued to kneel there to explain.

"I delivered your letter to Marquis Wuding, but who would have thought that fellow... that fellow..."

"Don't hesitate, just say it."

"After reading the letter, the guy only said 'Okay, I understand' and then asked me to convey his original words to Your Highness. I wanted to pester him for a while, but after looking at the sky, I really had no choice but to rush back."

"..."

"..."

"..."

An eerie silence.

The second prince's wrist paused, and ink dripped from the small brush, leaving thick black spots on the rice paper.

suddenly,

"Hahaha……"

He burst out laughing,

"Did Li Qingcha really say that? Please repeat his exact words."

The young eunuch's face turned green.

There was a certain amount of contempt in what Li Qingcha said. If he repeated it truthfully and the Second Prince took his anger out on him, he would definitely be in big trouble.

He was speechless and kept kowtowing on the ground.

The second prince snorted coldly.

Snapped--

The brush fell heavily on the table.

The young eunuch stopped what he was doing immediately, not daring to even breathe.

The second prince shouted, "I asked you to repeat it, so just repeat it. Why are you making it so difficult? Hurry up, don't let it affect my mood."

The young eunuch is now completely helpless.

He thought that if he showed his head he would be in danger of being cut as well as if he hid his head, so he simply closed his eyes, kicked his legs, and repeated Li Qingcha's words verbatim.

Unexpectedly, the second prince continued to laugh after hearing this.

"Fun and interesting."

He said, "Okay, go down."

goo...

The young eunuch couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Although the Second Prince acted very calm, he still felt as if he had just been through the gates of hell.

Thinking of this, how dare I stay any longer?

The young eunuch bowed respectfully, took small steps backwards, and moved out of the hall.

At this moment, the second prince suddenly called him.

"and many more!"

In an instant, the young eunuch's heart was in his throat and sweat rolled down his forehead.

The second prince was dissatisfied and said, "Why are you so nervous? I want to praise you for doing a good job and ask you to go and receive the two taels of silver reward. Okay, go ahead, I don't need you to serve me anymore."

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The young eunuch let out a long sigh, bowed quickly, and left the room.

squeak-

The door was shut tightly.

The second prince stared at the sunlight coming through the crack in the door. His originally gentle and elegant face suddenly became distorted. He suddenly picked up the brush and scribbled on the painting of the lonely peak.

"Li! Qing! Tea!"

His words were full of resentment.

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Li Qingcha did not return to the Imperial Observatory, but went to the Egret Academy with Gong Lianxue.

Regarding the matters concerning the Confucian sage's inscriptions, one still needs to communicate with high-level Confucian practitioners. Otherwise, if one only knows the techniques but not the principles, one will easily get half the result with twice the effort in cultivation, which will greatly affect efficiency.

The carriage stopped in front of the mountain gate.

The two got out of the car.

The Egret Academy is different in winter. Dead trees and cold branches are scattered on both sides of the mountain path, and there seems to be an elegant scent of ink in the air, which makes people feel refreshed.

Under the archway at the entrance of the academy, a Confucian scholar recognized Li Qingcha.

"Mr. Siwei?"

Li Qingcha nodded.

"Yes, I came to see Principal Wei to discuss something important."

"The headmaster should be in Mingdao Hall, Jurenzhai, or the library. I will send a few junior brothers to help you find him."

"It's troublesome."

The scholar left quickly.

Not long after, he came back and bowed to Li Qingcha, saying, "They have already left."

Li Qingcha nodded.

"Thank you, Junior Brother."