March 24th, tomorrow is March 25th.
This may seem like nonsense, but for the students who come here to attend the literary gathering, it is not nonsense.
Because the literary meeting will officially begin tomorrow, today is the last day for them to prepare.
On the morning of that day, Fu Xiaoguan returned to Jinghu Villa accompanied by Zhou Tongtong.
His injuries were no longer serious, and the internal blood clots had disappeared under the careful care of the imperial physician, but there was still a red mark on his chest and abdomen.
His right hand was tied with a patch and hung in front of his chest. The flying knife had pierced his arm, and although it had been treated, the wound had not yet healed.
"Master Fu, do you have any other requests that I would like to convey to His Majesty?"
In the carriage, Zhou Tongtong kept looking at Fu Xiaoguan. Fu Xiaoguan's face was calm and there was no ripple. In fact, his face had been calm since the boy was sent to the palace by Princess Taiping and woke up the next morning.
He was not angry about the assassination, nor was he happy about Empress Xiao being banished to the cold palace. Even after Zhou Tongtong told him his identity, he just smiled.
In that smile, what Zhou Tongtong saw was not joy, but absurdity - yes, Fu Xiaoguan thought this was an absurd story.
Even though His Majesty sat at the head of the bed and covered him with a quilt and served him medicine with his own hands, he just said thank you and apologized that he was unable to salute His Majesty due to injury.
This is the attitude of a foreign minister towards His Majesty, not the attitude of a son towards his father.
However, His Majesty did not seem to care.
Zhou Tongtong, Nangong Yiyu and other important officials were thinking that the distance of seventeen years could not be narrowed overnight.
Therefore, Your Majesty is doing the work of a father personally, and his purpose is naturally to slowly build up the relationship between father and son.
But early this morning, Fu Xiaoguan refused His Majesty's invitation to stay and said he wanted to go home. His Majesty thought that this palace was his home, but Fu Xiaoguan said that Jinghu Villa was his home.
Since Fu Xiaoguan wanted to treat Jinghu Villa as his home, His Majesty immediately made an extraordinary move, which was another extremely unreliable thing in Nangong Yiyu's view - His Majesty waved his hand and transferred a hundred palace maids and ten eunuchs from the palace to Jinghu Villa. Finally, he seemed to be unsatisfied and transferred a team of 300 palace guards to garrison Jinghu Villa.
This is simply a clear announcement to the world: Fu Xiaoguan is the son of Emperor Wen!
This configuration is not much different from that of the East Palace. Apart from the different location, it seems... there is not much difference.
Was this signal released too early?
Nangong Yiyu was a little worried, but Zhou Tongtong didn't care.
But when will this child return to his home in the palace?
Fu Xiaoguan got off the carriage and bowed to Zhou Tongtong. "Master Zhou, I've been thinking about this all the way. If it's convenient for you, please tell Your Majesty that I want to go see Empress Xiao. Do you agree?"
Zhou Tongtong was stunned. This request was a bit strange, and it would be difficult to spread this message.
Seeing Zhou Tongtong's tangled expression, Fu Xiaoguan suddenly took out a silver note of one thousand taels from his sleeve pocket and said, "Master Zhou, this is just a small gift. I really want to meet Empress Xiao."
Zhou Tongtong grinned and actually took the silver note. With this silver note, he could speak in front of His Majesty.
As for whether His Majesty agrees or not, that is none of his business.
"Early tomorrow morning, someone from the Hanlin Academy will come to take you to Hanling Temple. You'll be staying there for three days. I've checked out that place, and it's not very comfortable, so I'll go back later and find you a good place. You don't need to bring too much stuff; I'll take care of everything you need."
Fu Xiaoguan laughed and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Lord Zhou."
"I will have many opportunities to serve you in the future. I am a bit lazy, so I hope Master Fu will be tolerant of me when the time comes."
Zhou Tongtong turned and left. Fu Xiaoguan took a deep breath and stepped into the main courtyard. He was shocked.
There are actually a lot more people coming and going in the main courtyard!
Judging from his attire, he was clearly someone from the palace. He didn't know that His Majesty had done this and thought it was arranged by Dong Shulan and Yu Wenjun.
Then he saw the young eunuch whom he had met before - Eunuch Lin.
Eunuch Lin trotted over to Fu Xiaoguan's side, plopped down on his knees, and said in panic, "I was blind and didn't recognize Mount Tai. Please forgive me, Your Highness. I confess to you that I took 10,000 taels of silver from you and gave it to Eunuch Gao. I deserve to die. Master, please punish me!"
What the hell is this song about?
Fu Xiaoguan was confused, and then he saw Dong Shulan, Yu Wenyun, and seven disciples of the Taoist temple walking towards him.
"These are arrangements made by Emperor Wen..." Dong Shulan looked at Fu Xiaoguan with resentment and pursed her lips. This guy was obviously a small landlord in Linjiang. How could he become the eldest prince of the Wu Dynasty?
Because of this matter, she and Yu Wenjun talked a lot. If Fu Xiaoguan's identity had really changed, and if he was really the prince of the Wu Dynasty, then the marriage certificate of the Yu Dynasty seemed useless.
Yu Wenjun remained calm and even teased Dong Shulan, "You didn't despise him when he was just a small landowner. Even if he really became the prince of the Wu Dynasty, how could he despise you and me? Love isn't something that can be bound by a marriage certificate."
Dong Shulan suddenly woke up and realized that her fear was caused by love.
Fu Xiaoguan is still the same Fu Xiaoguan. No matter whether his surname is Fu or Wu, he will not change.
"Why did Emperor Wen bring so many people here?"
"It's said... to serve you."
Fu Xiaoguan gave a bitter laugh and said to Eunuch Lin, who was kneeling on the ground, "Little Lin, get up, take these palace maids and servants, and go clean up every corner of this villa."
"Xiao Linzi obeys your command!"
"Wait, these men and women should find separate places to live. I only need cooks and cleaners here. The rest of you are not allowed to set foot here."
"Xiao Linzi understands!"
The place finally became quiet. Fu Xiaoguan sat at a brand new white marble table, but Su Jue and others did not take their seats.
Fu Xiaoguan asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"
"We fell for the trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain, which resulted in Junior Brother getting injured. This was due to my inconsiderateness, Senior Brother. I must apologize to you."
Fu Xiaoguan laughed heartily: "Come on, come and sit down. Since we are brothers, don't be so pretentious."
Su Su giggled and sat down, followed by Gao Yuanyuan, then Su Rou, and then everyone sat down.
"Master has replied. From now on, you are our junior apprentice. Also..." Su Jue straightened his hat, "Also, Master said that since you are his last disciple, he will give you a gift."
"Where's the gift?"
"Crows can only deliver messages, not carry things!"
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