Fortunate enough to transmigrate, and born into a landlord's family, I will never lack food or clothing in this life, yet I don't want to just drift along. So, Fu Xiaoguan casually did a fe...
It's almost noon, the sun is slightly hot, and I'm standing by the river.
Fu Xiaoguan looked at the golden signboard of Linjiang Tower and suddenly felt that if it were not for what happened here, he would probably have died on the battlefield in his previous life.
Maybe this is fate, he laughed, leaving Bai Yulian and Chunxiu puzzled.
"The West Lake Vinegar Fish and Longjing Shrimp here are delicious, go try them."
As we entered the lobby, the shopkeeper came to greet us. "Ah, distinguished guests have arrived. Mr. Fu, please come in... Mr. Fu, your room number one is occupied today. Could you please arrange for you to stay in room number two?"
Room No. 1 in Linjiang Tower was reserved for the eldest son of the Fu family. However, he hadn't been here for more than a month after the last incident. People thought that he had learned his lesson and was probably locked up at home by the master of the Fu family. But he didn't expect that he would come here suddenly today. And it happened that several tycoons in Linjiang City were entertaining Dong Shulan, the daughter of the current Minister of Revenue, here for a banquet... This made the shopkeeper feel a little uneasy. He was afraid that this guy would be unreasonable and domineering.
If this guy insists on taking the No. 1 room and embarrasses others, my restaurant will probably be affected as well.
"That's fine. There are only three of us. Let's just sit outside and find a spot by the window."
Fu Xiaoguan's tone was gentle and kind, without a trace of anger on his face. The shopkeeper took another furtive look and said, "With Mr. Fu's status, it's not appropriate for him to sit outside. If Mr. Fu is willing to stay in Room 2, it would be a great honor for me."
Room No. 1 in Linjiang Tower was enormous, decorated in a simple, elegant style. It could accommodate eight tables and a stage for musical instruments. Room No. 2 was a smaller room. Fu Xiaoguan didn't need that at the moment, so he said, "Manager Gu, there's no need for that. The three of us will sit outside. Bring us a pot of Longjing tea. Also... I'll order West Lake vinegar fish. You can arrange the rest. That's all. Go ahead."
After saying this, Fu Xiaoguan walked towards the second floor. Manager Gu stared at his back for a long time, then shook his head and muttered, "Is there something fishy going on?"
Then he shouted at the waiter, "Master Fu, please take a seat on the second floor. Bring me a pot of premium Longjing tea. Hurry!"
Chunxiu has gradually become familiar with the young master's style of doing things these days and doesn't take it seriously, but Bai Yulian still looks at Fu Xiaoguan a few more times.
The three of them sat down by the window. Fu Xiaoguan said with a smile, "It was at this table that we met Dong Shulan and that terrible incident happened."
Bai Yulian frowned slightly and asked, "Are you revisiting the old place and want to get back at it?"
Fu Xiaoguan shook his head. "Why are you looking for trouble? I asked for it myself. I'm actually very grateful to her. If it weren't for that guy... you wouldn't understand even if I told you."
He sighed and looked out the window, "Life is like a dream... I'll pour a cup of wine to the moon on the river. Right now, I want to have two drinks."
Dong Shulan came as agreed, and she was accompanied by Mr. Qin from Linjiang Academy.
The two of them happened to be going upstairs, and the first thing they saw was Fu Xiaoguan sitting by the window.
He was staring out the window in a daze, and then he casually said, "Life is like a dream, I will pour a cup of wine to the moon on the river."
"I'll buy you two drinks!"
Fu Xiaoguan turned around and saw Dong Shulan, wearing a veil, looking at him happily.
"What a coincidence?" Fu Xiaoguan stood up. "Come, come, come, sit together. Elder, please take the seat."
Old Qin didn't say anything. He just sat down and looked at Fu Xiaoguan.
"Life is like a dream... What are you lamenting about, Master Fu?"
"It's been over a month in a flash. Back then, I was ignorant and offended the girl. Today, I offer wine to make amends."
Dong Shulan's eyes lit up: "Do you have Xishan Nectar?"
"I really don't have that, but I did bring back two kinds of wine this time. One is called Xiangquan and the other is called Tianchun. They are slightly inferior to Xishan Qiongjiang, but Tianchun is comparable to Tianxiang."
"Take it out and try it."
"I don't have them with me. They'll be sold in limited quantities at Yu Fu Ji in a few days. Then... Oh, I heard the young lady is going back to Shangjing in the next couple of days. I'll ask someone to bring some for you then."
Old Qin found it hard to believe. A wine that could rival Tianxiang? How was that even possible?
He looked at Dong Shulan doubtfully. Dong Shulan smiled and said, "I do believe it, because when I went to Xishan Villa, I drank a wine that was better than Tianxiang... I brought back two jars, but I was thinking of taking them to Shangjing to give to Her Royal Highness the Princess to pave the way for her wine to enter the palace. How about I get some for you, Grandpa Qin, to try later when I get back?"
Old Qin was amused. "You little girl..." He didn't continue the topic, but turned his gaze to Fu Xiaoguan and asked, "Just now I heard you say that life is like a dream, and I'll pour a cup of wine to the moon on the river. Is this a line from a poem?"
Fu Xiaoguan didn't know Old Qin, but although the old man was dressed simply, his every move and gesture had the demeanor of a gentleman. In addition, he jokingly called Dong Shulan "your girl", so his status must be noble. He must be Dong Shulan's elder.
So, Fu Xiaoguan bowed solemnly to Old Qin, took the teapot from Xiao Er, and said with a smile as he poured tea, "I'm having a moment. This is the first time I met Miss Dong here. I was reckless at that time and offended Miss Dong, but it also made me realize that life is like a dream."
"So you have to thank me."
Dong Shulan and Fu Xiaoguan were already somewhat familiar with each other, so they spoke very casually.
"Of course, you see, I have some good wine and I want you to taste it first."
"You don't have any wine today. I'm leaving for the capital tomorrow. Would you please write a poem for me now?"
"This...you have given me a difficult problem."
Fu Xiaoguan thought for a moment and said to the waiter, "Please get me some writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone."
Old Qin originally thought that he would back off. Dong Shulan was just joking. Writing lyrics is not something that can be done casually. It requires planning and organization. A good lyric may even need to be polished many times. So when Dong Shulan showed Old Qin the two lyrics and said that he wrote them in one stroke, Old Qin didn't quite believe it.
There are many cases of writing lyrics on the spot, but in fact, I have been thinking about those lyrics in normal times.
At this moment, Dong Shulan gave the topic of departure tomorrow, so this is a farewell poem. Let's see how this young man writes it.
Chunxiu was still grinding ink, and Fu Xiaoguan was picking up his pen and thinking carefully.
The door of Room No. 1 opened, and Qu Shanglai, the head of the Quji family, walked out. He was originally planning to go downstairs to greet Dong Shulan and Old Qin, but he didn't expect that the two were sitting outside at this moment.
He walked over and was about to say hello, but Old Qin waved to him.
He walked over curiously and saw Fu Xiaoguan holding a pen and thinking quietly.
Young Master of the Fu family?
This guy is totally uneducated, yet he shows off his skills in front of Mr. Qin!
Dong Shulan didn't look back. She was a little nervous, and her eyes fell on the paper and never moved away.
Linjiangxian. Letter to orchid friends
This is the tune of the ci, indicating that the ci was written by Dong Shulan.
This handwriting... is so ugly!
Old Qin frowned. Dong Shulan knew that his handwriting was ugly, but he actually wrote a poem for her, which made her a little shy.
Fu Xiaoguan put pen to paper.
"Where can I send my idle feelings after separation?
Early orioles and early swallows express longing for love."
Old Qin's eyes lit up, and Dong Shulan's face flushed. Fortunately, she was covered with a veil... What is this guy writing? Is it so direct?
Thinking about how he had said it so directly that day: Young lady, I want to marry you, she became more shy.
"Today I am lost in thought, recalling those days, my wandering thoughts, only the waning moon and falling flowers can tell."
Old Qin clapped his hands, his heart pounding, and he said "good" several times in his heart.
Dong Shulan's heart was beating fast. She wanted to stop Fu Xiaoguan from writing, but she was also feeling a little bit of anticipation.
"When I was little, I didn't know the way to the river, but I clearly arrived at... Wuyi."
Fu Xiaoguan paused slightly here, because the original sentence clearly said to go to Liangxi, but Dong Shulan did not go to Liangxi, she returned to Nanjing, the capital, and took the Wuyi from Wuyi Lane.
Then he started writing and never stopped.
"Just when we were about to say goodbye, our sweet dream vanished, and the sound of a rooster crowed at the window."
Finish writing.
Looking at Dong Shulan, he smiled.
"Good words! Good words!"
Only at this moment did Mr. Qin clapped his hands in praise. He picked up the paper and blew it carefully.
Linjiangxian. Letter to orchid friends
Where can I express my leisure feelings after separation?
The early orioles and swallows are longing for each other.
Today I am wandering around recalling those days, my lonely thoughts are known only to the waning moon and falling flowers.
When I was little, I didn’t know the way along the river, but I clearly arrived at Wuyi.
Just as we were about to say goodbye, the sweet dream disappeared and a rooster crowed outside the window.
Old Qin clapped his hands as he chanted, then burst into laughter. "The sweet dream fades, the window turns white, and a rooster crows. Wonderful, wonderful!"
Qu Shanglai was a little confused.
Who is Mr. Qin?
A famous scholar of the Yu Dynasty!
Who is Fu Xiaoguan?
A playboy in Linjiang City, a dissolute young man who brings trouble to the locals.
He actually received such high praise from Old Qin... The way of this world is a little confusing.
"Shulan, look."
Old Qin was intoxicated by this poem, "Where can I send my idle feelings after separation? The early orioles and early swallows are missing each other. These two sentences... I won't comment on them." Dong Shulan looked up and gave Fu Xiaoguan a blank look. Fu Xiaoguan chuckled and touched his nose.
"Today, I'm lost in thought, recalling that time. This is the misunderstanding between you. My wandering thoughts, only the waning moon and falling flowers can understand... These two sentences, you can interpret them yourselves."
Dong Shulan lowered her head and rubbed the hem of her skirt with both hands.
"When I was little, I didn't know the way to the river, yet I clearly arrived in Wuyi. This kid meant that he didn't know the way to Shangjing, but in his dream he arrived in Wuyi Lane. Just as he was about to speak, he said goodbye... parting can resolve gathering and separation. The sweet dream faded, and a cock crowed outside the window. In the dream, he arrived in Wuyi Lane. Just as he was about to speak, he woke up and was separated. A cock crowed outside the window, announcing the dawn, and the sky was already bright. It turned out to be a dream."
"This poem is appropriate to the scene, the mood, and... the friendship between friends. It is the best farewell poem I have seen in recent years. It should be made clear. Bring me some wine!"
The waiter brought the wine, and Old Qin handed the page to Dong Shulan. "This is what he wrote to you. There's no other like it in the world!"
Dong Shulan took it and hurriedly put it into her sleeve. She didn't dare to look up, let alone take a closer look.
"My young friend is so talented, I'll toast you a glass!"
Fu Xiaoguan stood up quickly and said, "I dare not, old man, thank you for your praise."
"My surname is Qin, and I live in Linjiang Academy. If you have free time in the future, please come visit me at the academy."
"Master Qin's words are very sincere. I will definitely go to the academy from now on to listen to Master Qin's teachings."