The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 29: No time to spare

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"I will leave Linjiang tomorrow. Mr. Fu, would you like to write a poem for me?"

Yu Wenyun did not look at Fu Xiaoguan. She picked up the tea bowl again, opened the lid, and took a small sip this time.

She felt very uneasy and didn't know why she said such a sentence.

She was looking forward to it, but she was worried that Fu Xiaoguan would refuse because Fu Xiaoguan had no reason to compose a poem for her.

This was the first time they met, and Fu Xiaoguan still didn’t even know who she was. Where did he start?

Yu Hongyi also glanced at Yu Wenyun in surprise. He always felt that Her Highness the Ninth Princess was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what the blame was.

For him, if His Highness wants a poem, Fu Xiaoguan must write it.

But Fu Xiaoguan didn't write it.

Fu Xiaoguan slowly poured the tea into the pot and said with a smile: "Actually, you don't know what kind of person I am."

"As for me, I have always been a big evil person in Linjiang City. Of course, I dare not do big bad things, but I have never stopped doing small evils until I met Miss Dong."

Yu Wenyun put down the tea cup, and Fu Xiaoguan continued: "I offended Miss Dong at that time, and then I was beaten by her guards and injured the back of my head. The doctor said that it was lucky to be able to save my life. I was woken up by that stick. I felt that it was too ridiculous and wasted many years, so I have changed it now, but people haven’t fully accepted it yet.”

"As for writing poetry, to be honest, I haven't even read the Four Books and Five Classics. The reason why I can occasionally write two poems now is thanks to that stick. I have a brain disease, The doctor made a conclusion, and he also said that I might become stupid. Fortunately, I seem to be relatively normal so far, but at the same time, I occasionally have a flash of inspiration in my mind, so I wrote those poems."

"But the aura is beyond my control. For example, right now, I really want to write a poem for the girl, but the aura doesn't light up in my mind."

Fu Xiaoguan's face was full of regret, and he let out a long sigh, "So, girl, it's not that I don't want to, but that I really can't, so please forgive me."

Yu Wenyun opened her mouth in shock. She knew that Fu Xiaoguan was beaten, but she did not expect that there would be such sequelae.

If this sequelae is turned to the left, he will become stupid, but if it is turned to the right, he will be able to write words in a flash of inspiration - this is quite absurd, but Yu Wenyun has to believe it.

This explains why he is unwilling to participate in poetry gatherings, and also explains why he has no skills but is capable of astonishing poetry.

Yu Wenyun still felt a little regretful, thinking that Shulan was lucky because she happened to meet Fu Xiaoguan when they were leaving, and an idea came to her mind.

At this moment, Yi Yu walked in again.

He said next to Fu Xiaoguan: "Master, you have brought the person you want."

"Okay, let them come in."

Fu Xiaoguan said apologetically to Yu Wenyun and Yu Hongyi: "You guys sit down for a moment while I have a small matter to deal with."

Yi Yu brought in Feng Laosi and his two sons.

Feng Laosi was wearing shorts, a short coat, and a pair of straw sandals. He was a dark and burly middle-aged man in his forty-sixth year. He took his two sons and cupped their fists to salute Fu Xiaoguan and said, "I am Feng Laosi. I wonder what the young master's orders are."

"Come on, please sit down."

Feng Laosi was stunned for a few seconds and looked at it, "I don't dare, I just follow the young master's orders."

"It's okay. These two are my friends. Please sit down and have a cup of tea."

Feng Laosi sat down opposite Fu Xiaoguan with his trembling **** half, Yu Hongyi thought to himself, what the **** is this?

Dignified prince, everyone who comes and goes is either rich or noble, how have you ever sat with such servants!

He was about to get up, but Yu Wenyun secretly held him down.

Yu Wenyun is not used to it either. After all, this world is very hierarchical, not to mention she is still a high-ranking princess.

But she still wanted to see what Fu Xiaoguan wanted to do.

Obviously, Fu Xiaoguan has no sense of hierarchy. He casually invited Feng Laosi to take a seat, filled a cup of tea for Feng Laosi casually, and handed it over with his own hand.

"That's right. I heard that you have been working as a mason for many years. You have rich experience and know how to look at the mountains and know the rocks."

"I want you to help me find a kind of stone. This stone is gray-white in color and not very hard."

"Most of the places where this kind of rock is produced are stone forests or caves. I only have this information. See if you can help me find it."

Feng Laosi grinned and said: "Master, this thing is useless. It's too brittle and can't be cut into shape. There is one just behind the west mountain in the village. That place should be what the master said... the cave. It’s in a cave and needs to be sailed in. ”

Fu Xiaoguan was happy, but he didn't expect that the matter could be solved so easily.

"Great, you are mainly responsible for this matter. After you go down, calculate how many people are needed and you will call them together. The other is how many ships are needed. I will write a note later and you can bring it to Butler Zhang. I want him I will cooperate with you fully. Get as many rocks out as possible and put them in an open area nearby. Well, that’s it.”

Feng Laosi looked confused, "Here, young master, that stone is useless."

"I'm useful."

"Okay, I'll go back right now."

"Don't worry, it's been a hard journey. It's almost noon. Butler Yi, take the three of them to dinner. I want them to be entertained with good wine and good food."

How had Feng Laosi been treated like this before? The burly man said nothing, stood up, clasped his fists, and followed Yi Yu out with his two sons.

"I arranged this yesterday. They are in the lower village. I invited them over and treated you two slowly."

Yu Wenyun didn't care about this, but asked: "What is Mr. Fu doing?"

"Make some cement and give it a try. If you can... it will be much easier to build houses and roads in the future."

"Cement?"

"Oh, the name I chose is made from the powder of this stone."

"Where did Mr. Fu learn this?"

"It rained the day before yesterday. I was watching the rain upstairs, and a flash of inspiration came to my mind, and I had an idea of ​​this thing for the first time." Fu Xiaoguan laughed, pointed to his head, and said: "Me neither I know why, but sometimes weird things come out of my head, so I have to thank Ms. Dong.”

Yu Wenyun opened his mouth. This kind of metaphysics cannot be verified. It can only be attributed to a blessing in disguise.

"If one day you have another bright idea in your mind, please remember to compose a poem for me."

"Definitely."

"Then let's say goodbye now. If the young master goes to Beijing in the future, please tell Shulan so that she can find me."

"Definitely."

Fu Xiaoguan sent the two people away from Fu Mansion. On the carriage, Yu Hongyi was finally able to speak.

"Your Highness, you are the Ninth Princess, how can you interact too much with such merchants?"

Yu Wenyun smiled and did not answer Yu Hongyi's words, but thought of the previous conversation with Shulan.

"Yan Xiwen is the number one scholar, and the Yan family has three ministers. Why do you think about that boy from Linjiang?"

"Yan Xiwen...boring!"

"Is Fu Xiaoguan interesting?"

"You don't know, he's really funny."