The autumn moon is boundless, and the river wind is cold.
Zhang Pei'er stood by the river, her white clothes fluttering in the wind, her black hair blowing in the wind, and her face still wet with tears.
She looked up at the moon and wondered if the fairy in Guanghan Palace had lit the moon so brightly, was it for Wu Gang?
The fairy seemed to be reuniting with Wu Gang. There were also many families reuniting in Linjiang City, and many lovers were expressing their feelings under the moon.
The Moon Palace is quiet and quiet, while the human world is bustling.
All the prosperity belongs to them, I have nothing.
She could not accept marrying Qi Yuanming, nor could she accept the consequences of the Qi family making this matter public and ruining her reputation.
She was afraid of Fu Xiaoguan's sword, so she never told anyone about Qi.
After all, she was just a fifteen-year-old girl, and she couldn't bear the weight that suddenly fell on her, so she dressed herself up beautifully tonight and came to the river alone.
Looking back, she saw the dancing lights, smiled sadly, and jumped into the surging Yangtze River.
Fu Xiaoguan, see you in the next life...!
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Fu Xiaoguan knew nothing about what happened at the Lantingji in Shangjing on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, or about the disappearance of Zhang Pei'er in the Zhang Mansion.
These days he has been living a life like a salted fish again.
I get up early every day, do boxing and running, and also practice sword fighting.
He didn't have a sword, so he could only use Su Mo's sword. Su Mo was quite dissatisfied with this and thought that he should make a sword of his own.
But Fu Xiaoguan just smiled and continued the same.
While eating, he would sit in meditation and recite A Dream of Red Mansions. Occasionally, he would go to chat with Mr. Fu and have a meal with him and Mrs. Qi.
Qi's expression was very unnatural when they were having dinner together. What happened in Qi's winery had already spread throughout Linjiang. Of course, she knew about it. She even woke up from her dreams several nights, thinking that the matter had been exposed. If Official Fu knew about it, it was very likely that he would issue a divorce letter and kick her out of the house.
After spending several days in fear, everything in the mansion was normal. Even when they were having dinner together, Fu Xiaoguan would say in a friendly manner that his aunt needed to take more supplements and exercise more often. It seemed that Zhang Pei'er did not tell anyone about the incident, and she finally felt relieved.
Fu Xiaoguan occasionally went out, but he didn't go shopping. Instead, he went to Yu Zhongtan's glass workshop in Xifang. After the two of them discussed with several masters, those glassware should be able to be made in a few days.
He had also been to Linjiang Academy and knew that Mr. Qin had gone to Shangjing. He wondered when the war in the north would break out.
The Crown Prince of Prince Xian's Mansion has been to the Fu Mansion twice. There was nothing special about it. In Yu Hongyi's words, he just wanted to see what was different about you.
The two chatted and drank tea, and when Yu Hongyi left, he would always shake his head and say, "I don't understand why Her Highness the Ninth Princess would fall for you!"
This made Fu Xiaoguan feel a little troubled when he thought about it afterwards. He also consulted Yu Hongyi and realized that the thing of being a son-in-law was not very fun, so he also smiled and said, "Your Highness, can you send a message to the Ninth Princess? I am just a commoner, and you treat me like a fart. Can you please let me go?"
"vulgar!"
Of course, Yu Hongyi did not write a letter to Yu Wenjun. But today, Yu Hongyi came again, and the look he gave Fu Xiaoguan became increasingly strange.
It was August 21, the eighth year of the Xuanli calendar, at the hour of You.
It has been six days since Mid-Autumn Festival.
"My father asked me to invite you to a banquet at Wangjiang Tower tomorrow evening."
Fu Xiaoguan's hand, pouring tea, paused in mid-air, a little surprised: "Prince Xian's birthday?"
Yu Hongyi shook his head, and Fu Xiaoguan continued, "Is there any happy event in the mansion? You have to tell me, you can't go there empty-handed."
"Her Highness the Ninth Princess... she's here again!"
"Oh my god!" Fu Xiaoguan's hand, holding the teapot, trembled in shock. What was he doing? Why didn't he run off to the West Hill Villa early this morning?
"Don't even think about hiding. The eunuch is also coming with the prince."
"No, why would she bring a eunuch here?" Fu Xiaoguan simply put down the teapot.
"Of course, the eunuch is here to announce the imperial decree. I heard there are many rewards for you."
Damn it! Is the Ninth Princess going to force herself on me? But I'm not ready yet. What should I do?
Fu Xiaoguan stood up and walked back and forth a few steps. "A forced melon is not sweet. I think it is inappropriate for Your Highness to do this."
Yu Hongyi laughed, "Do you still want to disobey the order?"
"The Emperor is also a reasonable man. At worst, I can go to the capital to argue with His Majesty."
"You..." Yu Hongyi pointed at Fu Xiaoguan and shook his head, asking, "Tell me what the Ninth Princess looks like?"
Fu Xiaoguan carefully recalled what he saw last time in Wangjiang Tower. Yu Wenjun was indeed beautiful. Her beauty was slightly different from Dong Shulan's. Dong Shulan's beauty was soft and charming, like the stored wine.
Yu Wenyun's beauty is warm and passionate, like a stove in winter.
It would be wonderful if I could drink by the fire.
But firstly, Yu Wenjun is a princess, and secondly, there is a lack of communication and understanding between him and Yu Wenjun, and there is no emotional foundation yet.
But the current situation is that the furnace is about to melt him, so what should we do with the fine wine?
Seeing that Fu Xiaoguan didn't answer, Yu Hongyi asked again, "Why do you think the Ninth Princess is unworthy of you?"
"I'm not worthy of her!"
"I can't help you with this. From my personal understanding of the Ninth Princess—this is her third time coming to Linjiang for you. I'm afraid she's already made up her mind, and it's extremely difficult to change it. If you don't want your entire family to be executed, I think... you should just give in to her."
Putting aside feelings and talking about lust alone, Fu Xiaoguan, who has modern thinking, is not opposed to this. What annoys him is the identity of a son-in-law. He has feelings for Dong Shulan, but if he really becomes a son-in-law, Dong Shulan will be gone, which is something he cannot accept.
"Is there any princess marrying down?"
"What are you thinking? What gives you the right? You're not a prince or general, much less a crown prince or grandson of another country. How can the princess marry you?"
There's no other way, otherwise I'll just run away... This is obviously unrealistic, but the problem in my family has been explained that day. Doesn't Concubine Shang consider filial piety?
This seems to be a bit problematic. After all, filial piety was practiced throughout the world during the Yu Dynasty, and it was the foundation of etiquette and morality. Even Your Majesty would not rashly take away someone else's filial piety.
So what's the problem?
Could it be that... they knew that Qi was about to give birth?
This is the only possibility!
Abort the child in Qi's belly? Fu Xiaoguan had this thought, but quickly rejected it. After all, this child was his father's, and he wasn't that cold-blooded.
Fu Xiaoguan suddenly found that he was powerless to resist the imperial power.
This made him very uneasy, and he became even more determined to build the lower village into an impenetrable castle, and he must get the flintlock rifles and red cannons.
Watching Fu Xiaoguan walking around in silence, Yu Hongyi was puzzled. After Qi gave birth, the Fu family would have an heir. Given this kid's personality, what would be wrong with him becoming a consort? Why was he so conflicted?
Yu Hongyi shook his head and said, "Let's go. Remember to come tomorrow night."
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