Yu Wenyun sat in front of the window, letting the river breeze caress his face.
Thinking carefully about the last trip to Linjiang, the original intention was to go out and have some fun, and also to take a look at the young man named Fu Xiaoguan for Shulan.
I've heard many of his stories.
Originally a playboy in Linjiang, he was beaten for flirting with Shulan and even suffered from a brain disease. However, he became wise and became a different person because of it.
In order to test his talent, he organized a poetry meeting in Shanglinzhou, but this person did not come. Instead, he sent a maid to deliver a poem.
It cannot be said to be disrespectful, but I was unhappy at that time. Although I did not reveal my identity as a princess, I had to save the face of the prince's mansion.
However, the appearance of that poem swept away all my unhappiness. What an amazing poem it was!
So, what a stunning person that would be?
So the next day she went to Fu's house in person and met that person.
He had a sunny face and was quite handsome. The first impression he gave her was clean, tranquil and comfortable.
He sat under that tree, casually brewing a pot of tea, casually inviting them to sit down, casually saying, "Why should we have known each other before?" All of this made her feel very comfortable. There was no pretense or etiquette that affected those young men who went to the capital. Everything was done as she pleased, and she was calm and at ease.
Now that I think about it, this is equality.
Just like when he saw the craftsman, in his eyes, he or the prince was no different from the craftsman, there was no distinction between high and low, and no difference in class or background.
This is an extremely special person. Yu Wenjun cannot define it for Fu Xiaoguan. She just feels that this person is different from everyone she has come into contact with.
He brewed a wine that could rival Tianxiang's, which was nothing, but he wrote a book that drove Shangjing crazy - only then did Yu Wenyun realize that what he and his group at Linjiang had seen of this young man was just the tip of the iceberg.
No wonder Shulan always said that the man was really interesting - Yu Wenjun's understanding of the word interesting was that he was always unexpected, full of surprises, and new ideas every day. That was roughly the case, and that man was indeed like that.
So, do I like him or not?
Yu Wenyun couldn't answer.
If I really like him, it would be easy to ask my father for an order, but Shulan will hate me for the rest of her life!
With a sigh, after all, the person who understood him was Dong Shulan, so he gave up.
Concubine Shang looked at her daughter's expression and frowned, as if everything was not as she had imagined.
She thought that her daughter had fallen in love with Fu Xiaoguan during her last trip to Linjiang. Although the Fu family was a merchant family, the royal family didn't care what your family was.
No matter how big a landlord you are, you are still a tenant of the royal family. No matter how much money you have, it cannot compare to the royal treasury.
So identity is not an issue.
The name of Fu Xiaoguan had spread throughout the capital, and even Shangguan Wenxiu, the chief academic officer of the Imperial College, praised him highly.
The first is his words that have entered the realm of sacred learning, and the second is his book Dream of the Red Chamber.
This young man had no official title, but he was talented and learned, making him a perfect match for her daughter. So she had no objection to him staying in Linjiang for a while. She wanted to see what kind of person Fu Xiaoguan was.
And now looking at my daughter's expression, it seems that there is another hidden secret. Could it be that the boy still looks down on his daughter?
The three beauties of Shangjing are Dong Shulan, Yu Wenjun, and Yan Xiaolou. Putting aside her status as the Ninth Princess, Concubine Shang is absolutely confident in her daughter's appearance and talent, so what is the problem?
When we get to Linjiang, let’s take a look first.
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The tower ship arrived at Shanglin Island at 3:00 p.m. and docked at the pier unique to the prince's palace.
Prince Xian, his family, Old Qin, and the prefect Liu Zhidong were already there to welcome them.
Everyone greeted each other, and Prince Xian led the way, leading Concubine Shang and the Ninth Princess to a new courtyard by the river.
"At the beginning of the year, I heard that Your Majesty was planning to return home to visit her relatives, so I built this courtyard for you to rest. Do you think you are satisfied with it?"
Concubine Shang smiled warmly and said to Prince Xian, "Why are you being so polite? Remember when I came to Linjiang, the poetry gathering was also held in your Shanglinzhou. We are all family, so we must not become strangers."
"Then your Majesty was the most talented woman in Qizhou. Now your Majesty is Consort Shang. I dare not overstep my bounds."
Concubine Shang did not dwell on this matter anymore, but felt that after several years, things and people had changed.
She and Old Qin exchanged greetings and asked, "I heard that you made a friend here, Old Qin. What's his name?"
"Your Highness, his name is Fu Xiaoguan."
"Oh, yes, it's Fu Xiaoguan, the author of A Dream of Red Mansions. Old Qin has a keen eye. This man is extremely talented and learned. Even His Majesty admires him greatly. Could you please invite him here so I can take a look at him?"
Liu Zhidong was shocked. Has the name of this kid from the Fu family been heard by the heavens?
Qin Bingzhong replied, "This is a blessing for my friend. He didn't know that the Queen had come to Linjiang. He just happened to be returning from the village, so he encountered an opportunity."
Then Qin Bingzhong called Zhu Yu, took his business card and went to Fu's house to invite Fu Xiaoguan.
When Fu Xiaoguan arrived at Shanglinzhou, the courtyard was filled with laughter and joy.
He straightened his robe and went upstairs.
So, all eyes fell on Fu Xiaoguan.
Official Fu walked straight ahead and stood in the middle. He bowed respectfully to the Imperial Concubine Shang, who was sitting at the top, wearing a phoenix crown and a bright yellow phoenix robe, and said, "Your humble servant, Official Fu, pays his respects to the Imperial Concubine."
"Just look up."
"Yeah, good. Go sit over there."
Fu Xiaoguan retreated to the last chair and sat down, only then did he see the woman sitting next to Concubine Shang.
The woman also looked at him, and when their eyes met, Fu Xiaoguan began to laugh.
He winked at the woman, and the woman winked back at him. Fu Xiaoguan found it quite interesting, thinking that the woman must be of a very high status, and he didn't know whose daughter she was.
Yu Wenyun also thought that this person was indeed interesting and actually winked at her.
These little actions did not escape the eyes of Concubine Shang. She was still chatting with everyone, but what she was thinking in her heart was that her daughter actually knew this brat, and he actually dared to tease her daughter under her nose!
An idea suddenly occurred to Concubine Shang, and she decided to test the young man. She looked at Fu Xiaoguan and said, "You wrote 'A Dream of the Red Chamber' very well, which shows your talent. This courtyard is newly built, and I just took a look. It's missing a couplet. Can you write one for me?"
Fu Xiaoguan was originally still thinking about how to call the woman out for a chat - the atmosphere of the chat here was too formal. It looked casual, but one could not let go in words and actions. He was not used to such occasions, but he did not expect that Concubine Shang suddenly had a problem and asked him to write a couplet!
Concubine Shang had already asked the question. Yu Wenyun smiled, hoping that he would have a flash of inspiration at this moment.
The others also looked at Fu Xiaoguan, thinking that such a sudden couplet would be difficult to write, so they wanted to see how he would respond.
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