Once in the Chengtian Hall of the Yu Dynasty, Emperor Xuan said the same sentence to Fu Xiaoguan twice.

And now, in the Juhua Hall of the Wu Dynasty, Emperor Wen actually said such words to Fu Xiaoguan.

This sentence naturally surprised the ministers of the Wu Dynasty as well. When they left the hall, they couldn't help but look at Fu Xiaoguan a few more times.

Of course, they were just watching. Only the Left Prime Minister Nangong Yiyu stood in front of Fu Xiaoguan for a moment, smiling and saying, "I suddenly regret advising His Majesty to withdraw his order. You are quite good!"

He patted Fu Xiaoguan's shoulder and left triumphantly with his hands behind his back.

This naturally surprised the ministers who had not yet left the palace. They wondered when this brat had become attached to the Left Prime Minister. Or... could it be that the Left Prime Minister wanted to marry his granddaughter, Nangong Dongxue, to Fu Xiaoguan?

Just now in this hall, Lord Left Prime Minister was like a fighting rooster, aggressively speaking of the absurdity of Your Majesty's decree, with the same momentum as when he fought against Master Wen Xingzhou.

He was so deliberate, it was impossible for him to do it without any purpose - this old man was very cunning!

After this analysis, many ministers began to think highly of Fu Xiaoguan, and their previous arrogance subsided. Some ministers from the Left Prime Minister's faction even bowed to Fu Xiaoguan enthusiastically.

Fu Xiaoguan was inexplicably surprised. He naturally accepted this kindness humbly. He bowed to everyone one by one. Although he did not say anything, he seemed to be reluctant to say goodbye.

Emperor Wen naturally saw all this, and his eyes became more and more delighted, and his eyes unconsciously revealed a look of relief and kindness.

This look caught the eye of the old man beside him. The old man trembled in his heart, lowered his head, and glanced at Fu Xiaoguan. The meaning of his glance was indescribable.

Only after all the ministers in the hall had left did Emperor Wen stand up from the dragon throne and waved his hand: "Come on, walk with me."

So, under the service of the old eunuch, Fu Xiaoguan followed Emperor Wen and walked towards the huge imperial harem.

Fu Xiaoguan was naturally not nervous. He looked around curiously at what he saw along the way, admiring the architectural style of this exotic country. Before he knew it, he came to a magnificent palace.

Yangxin Palace!

"Wait here, I'm going to change my clothes."

So Emperor Wen entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and Fu Xiaoguan stood outside the hall. The eunuch did not follow Emperor Wen in, but stayed beside Fu Xiaoguan.

Fu Xiaoguan then asked, "May I ask your name, sir?"

"Zajia's surname is Zhao, and he is the chief scribe of the Silijian, one of the twelve censors."

"Hello, Eunuch Zhao... I heard that these twelve prisons have enormous power. Doesn't that mean Eunuch Gao, the factory supervisor, is also the most powerful official in the country?"

Eunuch Zhao's heart trembled, and he quickly replied: "All of this is given by His Majesty."

Fu Xiaoguan smiled indifferently. The old eunuch Zhao did not deny it. It seemed that Eunuch Gao was really like Wei Zhongxian of the Ming Dynasty.

He didn't ask any more questions, but looked up at the blue sky where a flock of geese flew by.

Eunuch Zhao didn't understand what Fu Xiaoguan meant by that sudden question. He thought of what he had heard last night about the conflict between Fu Xiaoguan and the factory owner's son, so he said in a low voice, "Young Master is a great talent of our time, and his time in Guanyun City is short. Don't take some things to heart, just let him go."

Fu Xiaoguan nodded and thought to himself, I actually hope to let him go.

A dark carriage pulled by four horses emerged from the Yangxin Palace. It stopped at the door, and the curtains were raised. Emperor Wen was sitting inside the carriage. He waved to Fu Xiaoguan, "Get in."

Fu Xiaoguan was stunned. Where are they going?

He boarded the carriage. Eunuch Zhao watched the carriage disappear from his sight before he slowly turned around and went to Zhengyang Palace - the bedroom of the current Empress Xiao of the Wu Dynasty.

He needed to tell Empress Xiao the news, because he increasingly suspected that the rumor that had been circulating in the imperial city might be true!

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In the carriage, Emperor Wen and Fu Xiaoguan sat opposite each other and chatted casually.

"I didn't know you suffered such injustice in Fanning City. This is my inconsiderateness. Please don't take it to heart."

"Your Majesty, there's no need to blame yourself. If I still keep such trivial matters in my heart, I'm afraid my heart will be filled with all those trivial matters."

Emperor Wen grinned and asked, "This is your first time in the Wu Dynasty. Are you getting used to it?"

Fu Xiaoguan was a little surprised. He didn't understand why the emperor of the Wu Dynasty was so intimate with him and even asked about his well-being.

He smiled as well, and replied, "To be honest, Your Majesty, I moved to Mirror Lake Villa and stayed at the embassy for one night, but it wasn't very comfortable. I figured since my father had already bought Mirror Lake Villa for a million taels of silver, if I lose this literary competition... Mirror Lake Villa won't be mine anymore, so I'll just stay here one day at a time."

Emperor Wen was delighted and wondered where the Yu Dynasty embassy was. Could it be that the environment was poor? He would have to ask about this tomorrow.

But he asked another question: "What? Are you still worried about Wenkui?"

"Your Majesty, since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. The young men of the world are as numerous as the stars and the sea. How can I guarantee that my poetry and prose will surpass others?"

"Ha ha ha ha……!"

Emperor Wen laughed heartily, seeming to find Fu Xiaoguan's words quite amusing. "I have read your Dream of the Red Chamber and your Stories of the Young Men of the Yu Dynasty. I even ordered the Hanlin Academy to change two characters in your Stories of the Young Men of the Yu Dynasty to 'Stories of the Young Men of the Wu Dynasty,' and to promote it throughout the Wu Dynasty. Of course, you are still the one who signed it."

After a pause, Emperor Wen continued, "I like this article of yours very much, even more than those poems. Do you know why?"

Fu Xiaoguan was stunned and shook his head.

I'm not a worm in your stomach, how can I know what you're thinking? I'm just plagiarizing for free, without paying a penny for the copyright.

"What I see in your article is the shadow of myself when I was your age!"

This is so shameless!

Fu Xiaoguan pursed his lips and thought, could it be that you had that realization when you were my age?

"I can't write articles like you, but I have been doing it all along. It has been ten years since I ascended the throne. During these ten years, I have worked hard to make the Wu Dynasty the most powerful country in the world. Your articles have encouraged young people all over the world, and they have also encouraged me when I feel tired."

"So..." Emperor Wen seemed deeply moved. He sat up straight, his aura radiating dominance. "So I've always wanted to meet you, to meet the young man who wrote the immortal tale 'A Dream in the Red Chamber,' the young man who embodied the high-spirited youth of the Yu Dynasty. That's why I singled out your name for this Hanling Temple literary gathering, fearing you wouldn't come."

"Fortunately, you are finally here."

The carriage stopped, and Fu Xiaoguan was stunned when he got off the carriage - Guanyuntai!

Emperor Wen also got off the carriage and said, "I know you came here yesterday. I didn't bring you to see the sea of ​​clouds, but I wanted to ask you...did your mother leave you anything before her death?"