The poems written by Fu Xiaoguan at yesterday's literary gathering were sent back to the palace last night.
After reading the five poems, Emperor Wen sat in Guanyuntai with Nangong Yiyu for half the night.
Yesterday at the court meeting, because of the appearance of the Empress Dowager, it became a foregone conclusion that Fu Xiaoguan would return to his ancestral home.
The road ahead was much easier. To be honest, Emperor Wen was actually very grateful to Empress Xiao at that moment. If it weren't for Empress Xiao's rebellious act, even if the old empress dowager agreed to let Fu Xiaoguan return to his ancestral home, she probably would not agree to let him enter the Eastern Palace.
What Emperor Wen didn't know was that all this was because of the conversation between the old empress dowager and Fu Xiaoguan behind the Yunqing Villa.
The old queen mother personally witnessed the two couplets written by Fu Xiaoguan and gained a deep understanding of his talent. And that casual chat made her understand Fu Xiaoguan's character.
This kid is extremely talented, but he has no ambition or fighting spirit.
See through the world and see the vastness of the world. Do not be greedy for fame or gain. Only in this way can you find freedom of mind.
What are you thinking about?
This is a noble virtue. If Fu Xiaoguan enters the Eastern Palace, or even takes charge of the Wu Dynasty in the future, with his generosity and kindness, the future of the Wu Dynasty will be promising!
This was the main reason why the old empress dowager decided to leave Hanling Temple and return to the imperial city.
illegitimate child?
So what?
Emperor Wen was delighted by this, but Princess Taiping was completely heartbroken by the old empress dowager's words - Ling'er, he is your brother, your real brother!
Lovers eventually become siblings!
It's really fate!
This fate not only teased Wu Linger, but also teased the former Empress Xiao.
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As the sun rose, the sea of clouds over Guanyun City had not yet dissipated.
Wu Linger took her maid to Xinglinji to buy a lot of meals, and then returned to the palace and took the meals to the cold palace.
Xiao Qiang is now being interrogated by the Dali Temple. She completely collapsed the moment she learned that His Majesty had deposed Prince Wu Gan.
So the interrogation went smoothly, and she basically answered every question, but she was completely disappointed.
She still lived in this cold palace, but no one came here to see her anymore, except Wu Linger.
The ministers who once depended on her avoided her and were now busy cutting off all traces of their connection with her.
When Wu Linger came to the cold palace and opened the dilapidated palace door, what she saw was not her mother sitting at the desk and reading A Dream of Red Mansions elegantly.
At this moment, Xiao Qiang was standing in front of the window, which was very small and could not be opened.
She looked outside through the window. The outside was covered with dark clouds, and it was a vast milky white expanse. In fact, she could not see anything clearly.
"Mom, come and have breakfast."
"Ling'er, tell me...how long will it take for your brother to arrive at Changning Mansion?"
"...It will take at least five days to get to Changning."
"It's so far...Will Changning be too cold? Your brother has been pampered since he was a child. Will he be able to adapt to this journey? What would he do if he gets sick and there's no doctor?"
Wu Linger stared at her mother's back in a daze, feeling even more lonely. She thought to herself, since you love your brother so much, why are you so cruel to Fu Xiaoguan?
"My brother will be fifteen soon. With him also passed away the old people who once served him in the Eastern Palace. I think he will have no worries. This breakfast is getting cold. Come and have some."
Xiao Qiang withdrew her gaze from the thick fog. Her face was pale and no longer had the radiance of the past.
"Then your majesty has vacated the East Palace. I can't defeat that dead woman, nor can I defeat her son."
Xiao Qiang laughed at herself, "Ling'er, do you think mother's life has been a failure?"
Wu Linger looked at Xiao Qiang and said seriously, "Your mistake is that you are too smart."
"Fu Xiaoguan has no desire for power or material gain. You've read his 'Dream of the Red Chamber,' his poems and essays, and even just a few days ago, his 'No Desire.' As the saying goes, writing comes from the heart. After reading all those articles, could it be that you still haven't understood what kind of person he is?"
Xiao Qiang was stunned. What kind of person was he?
If I hadn't done those things, would Your Majesty have met him under the pretext of holding a literary gathering?
Even if he meets him, will Your Majesty explain his life story to Fu Xiaoguan?
Even if I told you, would Your Majesty allow Fu Xiaoguan to enter the Eastern Palace?
Empress Dowager Xi has not mentioned the diary of those three years in sixteen years. If I continue to ignore Fu Xiaoguan as before... will she never mention the diary in her life?
Is this a coincidence?
No, that's just being clever!
She slowly closed her eyes, but what came to her mind was what Fu Xiaoguan said to her: You are too clever and have calculated everything, but you have ended up calculating your own life!
"Has the literary gathering started today?" she suddenly asked.
Wu Linger was startled, "Today is the last day of the literary gathering."
"Oh...time flies by so fast. What good things has Mr. Fu come up with for me to see?"
Wu Linger walked to the desk, picked up her pen and began writing. She said slowly, "Let's not talk about the couplets from the first day. Yesterday, he wrote five poems in just half a cup of tea. I'll write them out for you to see."
Xiao Qiang opened her eyes and looked at the desk.
The first poem written by Wu Linger was "Xijiangyue, A Big Dream"
“The world is a dream, and life is full of new changes.
The wind and leaves are rustling in the corridor at night.
Look at the eyebrows and temples.
When wine is cheap, there are often few guests; when the moon is bright, it is often blocked by clouds.
Who will share my lonely light with me tonight?
Holding the cup, I gazed sadly to the north.
Xiao Qiang stared at the poem in a daze, feeling extremely sad.
She seemed to feel that this poem was written by Fu Xiaoguan just for her, otherwise, how could he, who was only seventeen years old, be so attentive to her eyebrows and temples?
The world is really a dream, life has been cold for many times...
"Perhaps when he wrote this poem, he wanted to return to the Yu Dynasty."
Wu Ling'er didn't continue writing. She also looked at the poem, "I hold my cup and gaze sadly north. So, mother, in his heart, the Wu Dynasty is a foreign country. He was born and raised in the Yu Dynasty. He has only been in Guanyun City for a few short days, but he has experienced so much. So he feels that the world is just a dream, and life has been cold for many times."
"Who will share my lonely light tonight? ... I imagine he's thinking of his friends in Nanjing, and as he holds his cup and gazes sadly north, it's clear he's eager to return. That's why my daughter said, 'You don't understand what kind of person he is.'"
"Look at the poem he wrote, 'Stop listening to the sound of wind and waves, and don't listen to the sound of leaves being blown by the wind.'"
Wu Linger picked up the pen again, and the poem came to life on the paper.
"This is his indifference, or rather, this is his attitude towards life, this is his transcendence!"
Xiao Qiang seemed not to hear. She looked at the poem and silently recited the last sentence: There is no wind or rain, and there is no clear sky!
What a broad-minded state of mind!
And everything I did really lived up to the saying: It’s like when all the birds have eaten all the food and fly back to the forest, leaving the earth covered in white... So clean!
She suddenly looked up at Wu Linger, "Do you really like Fu Xiaoguan?"
Wu Linger was startled, her expression gloomy, "He is my biological brother."
"After your mother leaves, you can go see Zhuo Bieli!"
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