Princess Xu looked at Lu Baohua and said, "Baohua, I haven't seen you for a while. In the past, when the prince held poetry and calligraphy gatherings, you always had a special presence. It just so happens that the prince is going to hold a calligraphy gathering in a few days, just east of the city. All the scholars in Shengjing will be there, and even Xianchu, the monk you admire the most, will be there. You must come."
When Lu Baohua heard the name of Mr. Xianchu, she thought of Zhong Ming and pursed her lips.
Qi Yuning said, "Book club? This princess is also interested. It's a good opportunity to pick out some good books for Lingling. Baohua, let's go together then."
Lu Baohua nodded and said, "Yes."
Princess Xu took her daughter to choose fabrics and seemed to no longer greet the group.
"Mother, I think this piece of fabric is suitable for Sister Rong. Can I buy it and give it to Sister Rong?"
Princess Xu patted her daughter's head and said, "Your sister Rong is not a good person. Don't associate with her. She is the only little princess in the Prince of Jin's mansion. There are many people who buy her clothes and fabrics."
"Mother!" Princess Fang frowned and said, "How could Sister Rong not be a good person?"
Qi Yuning saw the helplessness and worry in Princess Xu's eyes, and thought to herself that the love of parents in the world is truly pitiful.
After buying the fabric, they strolled around the street for a while. Lingling bought a lot of things to give to her little cousin and younger brother Cheng. Qi Yuning let her choose. At noon, they went to Qingshan Tower for dinner.
Lu Baozhu said, "It's been a long time since I've had the roasted squab in Qingshan Tower!"
When the group entered Qingshan Tower, Qi Yuning saw that the hall was extremely lively, with a group of scholars gathered around a table and exclaimed in surprise.
Lu Baozhu was a person who loved to join in the fun. She squeezed forward to see a young man writing poetry, then left with little interest.
Lu Baozhu said to Lu Baohua and Qi Yuning, "I thought there was going to be some fun, but it turns out it's just a young man showing off his literary talent. His handwriting isn't very good, and there's a lot of cheering from the audience!"
Lu Baozhu's voice was loud and happened to be heard by the young man.
Shen Jialin stood on the chair, obviously a little drunk, "Who dares to say that I am showing off?!"
When Qi Yuning saw Shen Jialin standing in front of her, Lingling's eyes lit up, "Uncle Linlin."
Qi Yuning asked Lingling in a low voice: "Do you know him?"
Lingling nodded and said, "He's Uncle Linlin, Brother Han's uncle. He and Lingling have the same name."
Qi Yuning wondered, was the brother Han that Lingling was referring to the son of Shen Nian, Huang Han? After all, Shen Nian's son should call Shen Jialin uncle.
The people around Shen Jialin who were holding him said repeatedly: "Mr. Shen, that is Princess Lu."
Shen Jialin drunkenly walked up to Lu Baozhu and said, "You said I was showing off? My handwriting is not very good? What special skills do you have that you dare to say I'm showing off?"
Lu Baozhu hated these self-righteous scholars the most. She patted Lu Baohua on the shoulder and said, "This princess doesn't even need to show off her abilities. I can send my sister to outsmart you. Baohua, write a poem and show him what real talent and learning are."
When Lu Baohua was about to go there, he saw Zhong Ming sitting at the table with a bandage on his right hand. Lu Baohua stared at Zhong Ming in front of him in a daze.
"Second aunt..." Qi Yuning covered Lingling's little mouth when Lingling was about to call out the word "father".
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