Fu Xiaoguan got drunk that night.
That night, the lights on the Guanyun Terrace in Guanyun City of Wu Dynasty were on all night.
Emperor Wu was sitting in front of the chess table, wearing a blue linen robe like an old farmer. On his right was Zhuo Yixing, the right prime minister of the Wu Dynasty, and on his left was Nangong Yiyu, the left prime minister of the Wu Dynasty. Opposite him sat Zhou Tongtong, the head of the Tianji Pavilion.
There is another person here, she is Nangong Yiyu's granddaughter, Nangong Piaoxue. She sits next to her grandfather, concentrating on making a pot of tea.
"According to the time, I should have returned to Jinling City..." Senior Official Fu scratched his head and continued, "Emperor Xuan was quite willing to leave the Wofeng Road to me to manage. I have returned triumphantly, and I will certainly be rewarded with an earl. I'm afraid the plaque on the lintel of my Fu Mansion will be replaced with a gold plaque."
Mr. Fu's chubby face was filled with pride.
Zhuo Yixing coughed twice, covering his mouth. "Your Majesty... You are the Emperor of the Wu Dynasty, and I am the Crown Prince of the Wu Dynasty. We should invite Your Highness back to recognize your ancestral roots and change your surname to Wu."
"Bringing up this shit again..." Senior Official Fu waved his hand. "No rush. Let me mess around in the Yu Dynasty. I want to see what this kid can do."
Zhou Tongtong bowed and said, "Your Majesty, according to the Ant Colony's investigation, Your Highness enjoys an extremely high reputation within the Yu Dynasty. The new policies he has implemented, as well as the various laws implemented by the Ministry of Commerce, have received a strong response from the people. They all believe that the Yu Dynasty will surely soar under Your Highness's promotion..."
Your Highness has such great abilities, why not summon him back to help the Wu Dynasty secure its future?"
As soon as these words were spoken, even Nangong Piaoxue raised her eyes and looked at Official Fu.
Official Fu took a deep breath and said, "I raised that kid by myself. No one knows a son better than his father. He is attached to the Yu Dynasty and Xishan. It is a kind of emotion. He will not want to leave easily.
Don’t worry, this is what I think…”
"Your Majesty, please use me!"
Official Fu glared at Zhuo Yixing. "I'm nothing! If it weren't for Ling'er's health, do you think you could keep me here just by relying on my brother's imperial decree?"
"I just don't understand. The dragon throne is so hard and hurts my butt. It's not even as soft as the chair in my landlord's house. Why do so many people want to sit on it? Oh, right..."
Official Fu suddenly looked at Nangong Yiyu and said, "Tomorrow, ask the Ministry of Works to get a cushion. It should be soft enough to put on the dragon throne. I'm afraid my waist will hurt if I sit for too long."
His fantastic statement stunned everyone. Well, this Majesty is different from others. They are afraid that he will run away, so they have to satisfy him.
So Nangong Yiyu quickly nodded in agreement.
"Where were we just now? Oh, yes, I was thinking that the New Deal is indeed a good thing, and we should send some people to learn from it."
As he spoke, he looked at Nangong Piaoxue again and suddenly smiled: "I remember that Xue'er was betrothed to my son Fu Xiaoguan... That old woman did a good job."
Nangong Piaoxue blushed and lowered her head, feeling a little lost.
Now, thousands of miles apart, does he still remember the pavilion outside the Yunqing Courtyard of Hanling Temple? And that pot of pear blossom tea?
He got married in Jinling City as early as last year. I wrote him a letter, but he never replied.
It seems that he has probably forgotten.
Thinking of this, Nangong Piaoxue's face showed a bit of loss.
Fu Daguan's heart brightened when he saw this. His fat face broke into a smile as he consoled him, "Xue'er, don't worry. I'm his father! Who said there can only be three wives? I think having ten or eight wives is fine too! I'll take care of this matter for you!"
Nangong Piaoxue was delighted and quickly bowed: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Don't thank me, everything is for the Fu family!"
Nangong Yiyu glared. For the Fu Mansion?
Your emperor’s surname is Wu!
"Your Majesty...this is inappropriate. I have to return sooner or later!"
Official Fu chuckled and scratched his toes, "My grandson Wu Tianci, isn't his last name Wu?"
This... Your Majesty, do you mean that the throne of the Wu Dynasty will be handed over directly to Wu Tianci, skipping a generation?
Zhuo and his group were shocked, thinking that this Wu Dalang was even more unreliable than Emperor Wen. How could he actually do such a thing!
"The emperor's grandson is not even five months old. Your Majesty, can you please be more careful? The great Wu Dynasty is not the martial arts world. The martial arts world can do whatever it wants, but this country cannot do whatever it wants!"
Zhuo and his entourage tried to persuade him earnestly, but Official Fu took them unconcerned.
He suddenly clapped his hands and sang:
“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 gaze sadly towards the north..."
Zhuo and his entourage looked at each other, Nangong Yiyu and Zhou Tongtong. This Majesty... is also thinking about Yu Chao!
After Fu Daguan finished singing the song, he picked up his teacup and took a sip, saying proudly, "It's nice, isn't it? My son wrote it for the literary gathering last year... By the way, let's get down to business."
His words suddenly changed again, leaving the three of them a little confused.
Official Fu restrained his expression and said seriously, "What I mean is that Xue'er should take the others to Jinling first, and then follow my son to Wofeng Road in the Yu Dynasty. I will give this official a letter to clarify Xue'er's status as my daughter-in-law. I guess he will be very busy, so this wedding will have to be postponed for a while."
"I will also write a letter to Yu Chao's three daughters-in-law. They are reasonable women, so Xue'er, don't worry."
"Yu Chao's three daughters-in-law are all pregnant now, so they probably can't go with him. So Xue'er's trip... will mainly be to take care of his daily life and... give him meticulous care."
Nangong Piaoxue's face turned red again. She nodded slightly and lowered her head to pour tea.
"The rest of the people, you two should select a group. Don't have too many, about twenty will be enough. Let them go to Wofeng Road to study and learn from my son.
Besides, regarding safety, let Ning Siyan go. I don't think it's a good idea for him to stay in Jinghu Villa and stare at his father."
This was indeed a serious matter. The two ministers bowed and accepted the order. Zhou Tongtong suddenly asked, "Your Majesty...this harem is too empty!"
"You feel it's too empty now. When my son returns, I'm afraid we'll have to build a few more palaces in the harem."
As soon as Fu Daguan said this, the two ministers on both sides were delighted. It seemed that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was going to return! Moreover, His Majesty seemed to have a solution, but no one knew what it was.
"I was tricked by Emperor Xuan during the Yu Dynasty, and ended up having to take a concubine under imperial decree! Sigh... Back then, to avoid exposing my identity, I had to hold my nose and drink a pot of wine. Now, I have to settle this score with that bastard Emperor Xuan!"
"When my son returns, I have to take my grandson with me!"
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