The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 46: Eternal couple
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Fu Xiaoguan originally thought that if the imperial concubine wanted to see him, she would ask him to write a poem, but he did not expect that she would write a couplet.
His mind was running rapidly, he stood up slowly and walked towards the door.
Concubine Xi looked at the young man’s back and smiled inwardly. She winked at my daughter in front of me. Do you really think I won’t deal with you?
However, if this young man can really write a couplet that can be read, he must be greatly praised, but it is better not to scare him.
Yu Wenyun is a person who does not take things too seriously. She knew that Fu Xiaoguan had a brain disease, and thought that if he didn't have that glimmer of inspiration and couldn't write this couplet, he would be very embarrassed. How would he step down?
Qin Bingzhong is very calm. He completely believes that Fu Xiaoguan can easily write this couplet, because this little friend is the master of writing poems and books.
As for everyone else, they all have something in mind, especially Liu Zhidong.
If Fu Xiaoguan really writes it, then this person has caught the eyes of the Imperial Concubine. In addition, he has already entered His Majesty's field of vision. If the Imperial Concubine gives him another push... this power will be a bit powerful.
Liu Zhidong weighed it carefully and came up with an idea. If Fu Xiaoguan's couplet is praised by the imperial concubine, the batch of civilized days will have to be sent to Fu's house in person.
Fu Xiaoguan walked outside the door, holding the railing with his hands, facing the sunset, looking at the slowly flowing river, with a smile on his face.
He turned around and walked in, bowed to Concubine Shang, and said: "Xiaomin's handwriting is not very good..."
"No problem."
"Thank you, empress, bring me pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"
Fu Xiaoguan rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the table. He felt so heroic. Yu Wenyun was very surprised - was this a flash of inspiration?
A maid brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Fu Xiaoguan suddenly turned around and waved to Yu Wenyun, saying, "Come and do me a favor."
"What are you doing?"
"Grind the ink!"
Yu Wenyun walked over happily, but the others were shocked, how dare you ask Her Highness the Ninth Princess to grind ink for you!
Prince Xian's expression suddenly changed, and he was about to stand up when he saw Concubine Shang waving her hands calmly.
What is going on?
How many people in this world dare to ask the princess to grind ink?
This guy really doesn’t know how high the sky is!
Except for Qin Bingzhong, everyone else felt quite uneasy, because this was Linjiang, and if Fu Xiaoguan offended Concubine Shang, everyone here would not get good results.
But Concubine Shang was calm. Of course, that was not the case in her heart.
She felt that this young man didn't know much about etiquette, but she thought that if the two of them could really be as harmonious as they were now, it would be her daughter's happiness.
Fu Xiaoguan splashed ink and brushed his hair.
The sunset is just right at the moment.
There was a river breeze blowing through the hall, and his black hair and clothes were swaying.
Quite generous.
Very classy!
When the pen comes down, the words are still ugly, but they are done in one stroke.
Wangjiang Tower, Wangjiang Flow, Wangjiang Tower Wangjiang Flow, Jiang Tower is eternal, and the river is eternal.
"Ah...!"
Yu Wenyun exclaimed and covered his mouth with his hand, his eyes full of shock.
This sound naturally attracted everyone's attention, so someone frowned and walked over, wondering if something was wrong.
Unexpectedly, when the people who came over saw this couplet, they were all dumbfounded, and the shock on their faces was clearly revealed.
"Where's the second line, write it down quickly!"
Prince Xian was also so excited at this moment that he had long forgotten his anger just now.
Everyone ignored the horrific words, because the meaning of the first couplet far outweighed those words.
Someone presented this couplet to Concubine Shang. Concubine Shang frowned because of these words, but then she relaxed, her face filled with relief.
"Okay! I look forward to your second line."
Fu Xiaoguan was full of pen and ink, raised his eyes to look at the red sunset, and started writing again.
Colorful clouds in the sky, colorful clouds in the sky, colorful clouds in the sky, colorful clouds in the sky, clouds in the sky for thousands of years, clouds among the clouds for thousands of years.
Huh...
He took a long breath, put down his pen, smiled and said to Yu Wenyun, "How is it?"
"Maggi!"
Then it was quiet, with only the setting sun.
……
The night is getting quieter, and the night banquet in Shanglinzhou has dispersed.
The lights on Wangjiang Tower are still on.
The attic in this courtyard has been named Wangjiang Tower, and the couplet has been posted on the doorpost.
Of course, this is Concubine Shang's handwriting, and the original one by Fu Xiaoguan has been put away by Yu Wenyun.
There was a faint scent of tea on the second floor, and there were five people sitting around the tea table. The one at the top was naturally Concubine Shang. She had changed into casual clothes, which meant casual homeliness.
On the left of Concubine Shang is Prince Xian, on the right is Yu Wenyun, followed by Yu Hongyi, while Fu Xiaoguan is left alone and is now at the bottom.
Fu Xiaoguan didn't understand why he was left here. At this moment, he also understood Yu Wenyun's identity. He didn't expect that the ninth princess who had been reminded by Shulan's letter had actually visited Fu Mansion in person.
If my father had known about it, I'm afraid he would have made a big deal out of it.
He didn't feel restrained because he knew Yu Wenyun's identity. In his eyes, she was still the girl he had met before.
"Little official, do you want to be a high official?" Concubine Shang asked kindly with a smile on her face.
Fu Xiaoguan shook his head and replied: "The common people have no ambitions, they just want to be a happy little landlord."
"You know what I said, even though you are a scholar, you still have no problem becoming a fifth-grade official. Think again."
Concubine Shang no longer uses the title of Bengong, which makes her more casual.
"I don't believe it, I have a brain disease, and this girl Yu knows it, so I am quite content with the status quo. It is a great blessing for me to be able to live a life of food and clothing as I am now, don't I don’t dare to ask for it, and I don’t want to ask for it.”
In this sentence, he called Miss Yu, not His Highness the Ninth Princess. This made Prince Xian nervous again. He glanced at him sideways, hoping that he would know his identity. The imperial concubine can do whatever she wants, but you But I can't climb up the pole.
Concubine Shang didn't care, but was even more satisfied.
What she hopes is that her daughter and her consort can get along as equals, instead of calling her wife "Her Royal Highness" after marriage - what a status! Only in this way can we respect each other like the harmonious music of pianos and harps.
No one knows what Concubine Shang is thinking. At this moment, Fu Xiaoguan said that she just wants to live a leisurely life, which is more in line with the consort. And if Fu Xiaoguan just answered that he wanted to be an official... this conversation would not go on.
As for Fu Xiaoguan's brain disease, there are many Qihuang masters in the palace who can always cure it, so it's not a big deal.
So Concubine Shang asked again: "What do you think of my daughter?"
Prince Xian was shocked at this moment, and Yu Hongyi also opened his mouth. Thinking back to the last time Yu Wenyun came to the river, was it just to see people?
Yu Wenyun suddenly blushed with embarrassment. She lowered her head and tugged on Concubine Shang's sleeves, "Mother..."
Yu Wenyun didn't expect it either. She thought her mother appreciated Fu Xiaoguan's talent and stayed to chat. Who knew she had this idea? What should she do?