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  After releasing the impulse, Chen Yuanting really felt that his mood had improved a lot. Without having time to enjoy too much warmth, he hastily put on his clothes and prepared to enter the palace to accompany the son of the Liao Emperor in reading books.

  The efficiency of the imperial palace of Liao was still quite high, and it was said that someone would be sent to pick up Chen Yu after lunch. At this time, a small sedan chair stopped in front of the "First House". The eunuch in charge of checking the body proudly entered the gate: "Where is Chen Shimei?"

  Chen Yuan hurriedly came out of the room: "Your Honor, I'm here."

  The eunuch looked at him and smiled: "Shall we go?"

  Chen Yuan sighed: "Alas."

  For some reason, Chen Yuan deliberately took another look at his left middle finger, which was no different from ordinary people's fingers, but it always looked particularly uncomfortable to Chen Yuan.

  That old man did not know Chen Yuan's fear of his pointing finger, and with a grasp of both fists: "My surname is Liang, the general manager of the Eastern Palace affairs. Later on, we will inevitably come and go, and it would be better to move around more."

  Chen Yuankong said respectfully: "No, no, if there is time, I will definitely go to pay respects to the general manager, and if there is anything improper in the palace, I hope the public will take care of it."

  As he spoke, he turned his head and waved his hand. Pang Xi hurriedly took out a five-tael gold bar and handed it to Chen Yuan, who then presented it to General Manager Liang: "A small token of appreciation, please accept this humble gift, sir. Consider it as a cup of tea from me."

  Manager Liang's eyes lit up immediately, and he chuckled: "A bright future! A boundless future!"

  Whether the future is boundless or not, Zhen Yuandao doesn't care, because he never intended to find his own future here. On the contrary, that one gold bar was not spent in vain. Along the way, Liang Zongguan introduced him to many things, including some rules of the palace.

  At this time, the palace of Liao State was relatively simple, and there were no torturous rules that required one to lower their head or take steps of a certain size. However, some places that could not be visited were absolutely off-limits, and some things that could not be done were also absolutely forbidden.

  Liāng said after finishing the rules, and asked Chén Yuān: "Is there anything else you don't understand?"

  Chen Yuan thought for a moment, then asked: "May I ask, sir, can you slightly reveal to me what the young prince's surname is?"

  Li Zongguan looked at Chen Yuan with a nod of approval: "Hmm, not bad. No wonder only one of those attendants passed the fastest, and the other three are still being evaluated now. The princess's vision is indeed not bad. I'll tell you, this attendant position is actually a very leisurely job. Now everyone in the imperial court knows that the emperor is trying to make the ninth prince the crown prince, and that little prince is really not material for studying. We just need to go there every day and read through the books with him, and that's it. In the future, although there may not be a high-ranking official position available, at least we'll be luckier than those Song people outside."

  Chen Yuan thanked him and said: "Thank you, sir, for your guidance."

  Li Zongguan continued, "As for that little prince, he's a good person too. He just lacks a bit of backbone and is somewhat pitiful to look at. This afternoon, his teacher was Yelü Hanba, an elderly gentleman who is also one of our country's scholars. When you see him, be sure to show some respect."

  Yelü Hanba is fifty-three years old this year, and in this era, he can be counted among the elderly. He was the previous Southern Chancellor, and the current emperor still relied on his support to ascend to the throne.

  So Liao Xingzong respected him very much and handed over his own son to Yelü Hanba for guidance.

  Unfortunately, Yelü Khan was knowledgeable himself but had little patience in teaching others. Especially after several years when Yelü Hongji had thoroughly disappointed him, coming to class had become the last thing he wanted to do.

  Others attend classes, even if they know that this foolish little prince will not teach, at least pretend to be polite on the surface, at least loudly recite a few sentences of ancient Chinese teachings, even if it's just for themselves.

  However, Yelü Hanba didn't care about this at all. When Chen Yuan entered the door, he saw that Yelü Hongji was sitting stupidly in a chair, staring blankly at the empty sky outside, his eyes dull and lifeless.

  Yelü Hanba put the book on the floor beside him, leaned back in his chair and snored loudly.

  Li Gonggong apparently didn't dare say much to Yelü Hanba, letting Chen Yuan stand at the door while he himself ran up in small steps and called out softly: "Old Wangye, Old Wangye!"

  Yelü Han woke up with a start, looked around and said: "Huh? Oh! Class is over? Then let's get out of here, where did I put my book?"

  Li Manager bowed and stepped back: "Old Wang misunderstood, it's still early now, just the reading companion has arrived."

  Yelü Hanba finally woke up at this time, sat up straight and looked at Chen Yuan standing at the door: "Is it him?"

  Chen Yuan clasped his fists and bowed: "Your humble servant Chen Shimei has seen the king."

  Yelü Hanba looked Chen Yuan up and down, then furrowed his brow: "Alright, whoever comes is the same, I heard he was even selected, according to my idea, as long as you can recognize characters, that's enough."

  Director Liang smiled awkwardly and withdrew.

  Chen Yuan noticed that from the moment he appeared at the door until Yelü Hanba said these words, Yelü Hongji's eyes had been fixed on the sky outside, as if everything around him was irrelevant to him.

  Yelü Hanba closed the book again: "Since you're here, come on down and sit well, let's read together with the prince."

  Chen Yuan responded with a sound, turned around and walked towards the seat prepared for him. His position was right behind Ye Yuhongji, and the books were already placed there for him, which was "Analects of Confucius".

  During the Northern Song Dynasty, due to the success of Zhao Pu's "Half of the Analects governs the world", the status of this book was unprecedentedly improved. Not only is it a compulsory subject for the imperial examination in the Song Dynasty, but also many people study and research it in Liao State.

  Chen Yuan picked up the Analects: "May I ask your lordship, where have you studied so far?"

  Yelü Hanba put down the book in his hand and closed his eyes again: "Just open a page at random and read it, keep your voice down, don't disturb my sleep."

  Chen Yuan was taken aback by what he had just been told, was this really all there was to being a study companion?

  At a glance, he looked at Ye Lu Hongji, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his eyes were filled with a kind of maturity, a kind of indifference to all things, and what seemed to attract him was the azure sky above.

  What the eunuch said is right, this child looks like he's always feeling depressed. He doesn't speak and he doesn't smile.

  Just as Chen Yuan was stunned, Yelü Han suddenly said: "What? Are you also here to be stunned? We can't make a sound, but since we're here, shouldn't we have some noise? Recite!"

  Chen Yuan smiled wryly and turned to the first page, starting to read aloud.

  Yelü Hanba nodded in satisfaction: "Hmph, finally some human voice. The sound is a bit softer than disturbing my sleep, and it won't bother him from daydreaming."

  This matter is really a bit difficult, not speaking out loud won't do, but speaking too loudly also won't do. Fortunately, Chen Yuan is worldly and can grasp the measure. Under his relaxed reading, Yelü Hu's eyes were satisfied and he fell asleep again, while Yelü Hongji seemed to be ignoring it, continuing to stare blankly.

  Pang Xi is now in the same situation, having to make a show of assassination while not actually killing Song Qi. Fortunately, he is an expert, and if there are no special circumstances, he believes he can fully control this action.

  This was a ten-zither intersection, Song Qi thought back, and must pass through here. Pang Xi waited on a civilian house for half an hour, and saw Song Qi's small sedan swaying back.

  There were only six guards and four sedan bearers. The guards were armed with swords, although the Liao state had very strict restrictions on weapons, but after all, the safety of the envoy was much more important than the case of the disturbance, so every time Song Qi went out, he could take a small number of weapons.

  This doesn't mean that Pang Xi can't get his hands on a weapon, no matter where he is, as long as he has money, he can always buy what he wants. Pang Xi spent ten taels of gold to buy a Pu Dao, which was an astronomical price.

  Pang Xi thought to himself, although he couldn't kill Song Qi, but in order to make the scene more realistic, it would be better if a few people died, even if it was just these few guards and sedan bearers who were unlucky today.

  After making the decision, Pang Xi immediately wrapped his face with a black cloth, revealing only a pair of eyes. Just as he was waiting for Song Qi's sedan to move forward a few more steps and come under the eaves of this civilian house where he was hiding, something unexpected happened.

  One of the six guards in the middle was walking when he suddenly waved his hand, and the sedan chair stopped immediately. The other five guards hastily drew their knives and stood in a row in front of the sedan chair.

  Pang Xi's heart skipped a beat: "No way? They've already discovered me from so far away? Is there really such an expert among these guards?" If that was the case, he estimated that he wouldn't have any chance today.

  He stared at the warning guard, and saw that he turned around twice, then really fixed his gaze on the civilian house where Pang Xi was.

  Pang Xi was just startled a moment ago, but now he's really scared! Impossible! Absolutely impossible for such a master to exist!

  Forget it, Pang Xi decided to give it a try.

  That guard, alone and armed with a sword, was advancing step by step towards him. Suddenly, Pang Xi jumped down from the rooftop and shouted loudly: "Ah!" Then he punched the guard's head with his fist.

  If it were someone else, Pang Xi's loud and energetic shout would have been enough to scare the other person, followed by a punch that would guarantee a brain splatter.

  But this time Pang Xi's shout had no effect at all. The knife in his opponent's hand flashed and chopped over like lightning.

  To conceal his identity, Pang Xi didn't dare to rely on his copper skin to block the knife, and instead pulled out a wooden sword from behind him. With a "ding" sound, Pang Xi's entire body flipped twice in mid-air, and after landing, he retreated three steps back until he bumped into the wall before stabilizing his figure.

  At a glance, the guard was slashed by him more than ten feet away, and the whole person fell to the ground, with a mouthful of blood spitting out from the guard's mouth.

  Pang Xi took one look at that face and suddenly felt relieved: "It's him!"

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