276 Perfect match, add lots of vinegar
The waiter led Feng Qingchen and his group to the entrance of Zhufeng Tower without looking away. After explaining the rules fluently, he displayed the couplets of Zhufeng Tower.
"Miss Feng, the first couplet of my Zhufeng Tower is: Sifang Bridge, the bridge is four-sided. Standing on the Sifang Bridge and looking in all directions, it is four-sided, four-sided, four-sided."
This is the pair that the man and woman next to them failed to match. The waiter's action is to tell the other party that they are in Zhufeng Tower and are upright. Even though they know that the other party is full of calculations, they will not bother to use any tricks.
Faced with the waiter's direct provocation, the woman named Jingyue's face seemed to be burning with anger, but the man in the royal blue gown was relatively rational. He just stood there quietly, as if waiting for Feng Qingchen to come up with a pair, and as if thinking about how to match the pair.
Feng Qingchen couldn't pretend he didn't see such a direct and passionate look.
What is going on? Even having a meal can cause trouble. Looking from a distance, I found that the man is strong and the woman is arrogant, with extraordinary temperament and luxurious clothes. The arrogance on them is not something that ordinary people can cultivate. I know they are born extraordinary without asking.
It would be fine if she couldn't come up with the right pair today, but if she did, these two people would probably have thought of taking advantage of her, and this would be a slap in their faces.
It seems that slapping people in the face is what Feng Qingchen does most often, so she should think carefully about this couple.
Seeing Feng Qingchen remained silent for a long time, the two maids were secretly anxious. If the young lady couldn't figure it out, it would be embarrassing. They wanted to help, but...
They couldn't match this pair either.
The maid reminded quietly: "Miss, the Wind Chasing Tower only gives one incense stick of time. Now only half an incense stick of time has passed. If you can't get it right, you won't be able to enter."
"I understand." Feng Qingchen quickly focused his attention, looked at the first couplet, pursed his lips and paced on the spot.
This pair is really hard to match...
"Brother, you see she can't come up with an answer either. I said that Zhufeng Tower makes things difficult for people. I thought that all the women who come to Zhufeng Tower to eat are talented women, but it turns out there are such losers." Seeing that Feng Qingchen couldn't come up with the second line for a long time, the woman in pink mocked him without any hesitation.
Grass cells? This little girl is really interesting. If she can't make up her mind, she is a grass cell. What about the two of them? Feng Qingchen shook his head and laughed in his heart. I don't know which family raised such a stupid child.
"Jingyue, don't talk nonsense." The man in the royal blue gown scolded, but there was doting in his eyes.
Feng Qingchen walked closer and took a closer look at the brother and sister. He found that they were both tall and slender, with deep eyes and straight noses. They had a faint exotic look. Feng Qingchen guessed that they were definitely not from Dongling.
The man in the royal blue gown smiled apologetically at Feng Qingchen, but the woman turned her face away arrogantly. Feng Qingchen didn't care. She smiled and turned away. She didn't want to cause trouble, nor did she want to make friends with these two people.
But the maid behind Feng Qingchen was unwilling to give up. She stepped forward and was about to reprimand him, but was stopped by Feng Qingchen: "I've got it right."
"Miss, you got it right?" When the two maids heard this, they were delighted and threw the two siblings aside.
Feng Qingchen nodded, and the waiter immediately handed over a pen and paper: "Miss, please!"
Uh... Feng Qingchen looked at the paper and pen, standing there in a daze.
It seems that her handwriting is still not presentable. She even asked someone to write the invitation to Wang Jinling for her. This...she wrote such a crappy handwriting, which must be very embarrassing.
"Didn't you find out the answer? Write it down quickly." Seeing Feng Qingchen didn't move for a long time, Jingyue urged him sarcastically. Feng Qingchen's two maids glared at each other angrily.
The waiter didn't say anything, since the incense stick time hadn't yet arrived.
Just as Feng Qingchen was hesitating whether to pick up the pen, Wang Jinling's voice came from behind: "Qingchen, just talk, I will help you write."
As he spoke, Wang Jinling walked gracefully to Feng Qingchen, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, with a smile in his eyes.
"Young Master." The waiter bowed quickly.
"Young Master, the Young Master is here."
"It's really the eldest young master. The eldest young master has come to Zhufeng Tower. Come on, go out and take a look." When the people in Zhufeng Tower heard the waiter's voice, they started shouting and ran out one after another. The entrance of Zhufeng Tower was soon crowded with people, pushing Jingyue and his sister aside.
"Hello, young master."
"Greetings, young master."
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Greetings came one after another, and Wang Jinling was gentle and polite, nodding in response. There were people surrounding him, but when Wang Jinling's eyes swept over, it gave people the feeling that he only had eyes for me. Even though Wang Jinling didn't say a word, no one felt left out.
Wang Jinling seemed to be born to stand in the center of the crowd. As long as he was willing, everyone from kings and nobles to peddlers could become his friend.
"Brother, is this person Wang Jinling? The eldest son of the Wang family?" Jingyue struggled to squeeze into the crowd, his eyes glued to Wang Jinling.
“Hearing them shouting, they must be right. Apart from the eldest son of the Wang family, there is no one else in the world who has such grace and demeanor.” The man in the royal blue gown had admiration in his eyes.
The handsome and elegant young man from the Wang family raised his cup and looked up at the blue sky with his eyes wide open, as bright as a jade tree standing in the wind. The words "jade tree standing in the wind" seemed to be prepared for this person.
The man in the royal blue gown sighed inwardly. Why didn't Wang Jinling go to their place when he was studying? Even though it was a little off the beaten track, it was still in the Kyushu Continent after all. It would be easy for him to make friends with Wang Jinling if he went to their place.
"Brother, I think Mr. Shuyan is definitely not as talented as the eldest young master. It would be great if we could invite the eldest young master." Jingyue's eyes were almost full of peach blossoms. Her cheeks were still red, but her eyes were not filled with anger, but affection.
"Silly sister, you think I don't want to, but he is the eldest son of the Wang family, how could he possibly come to our place." The royal blue man knocked on Jingyue's head.
Almost all the people in Zhufeng Tower came out and surrounded the door of Zhufeng Tower. The owner of Zhufeng Tower came out quickly and tried to persuade the crowd to leave.
However, those who could enter Zhufeng Tower were not ordinary people. They would never listen to the shopkeeper's advice. It was not until Wang Jinling spoke that these people quieted down and left in twos and threes. Some of them stood aside and waited for Wang Jinling and Feng Qingchen to pair up. Jingyue brother and sister were one of them.
When the crowd had almost dispersed, Feng Qingchen dared to speak: "I just realized today that it was a mistake to invite you out for dinner. I should have invited you to my house for dinner."
However, her house was too noisy now and not suitable for discussing serious matters. On the contrary, the elegant and unique Zhufeng Tower was safer. Besides, things were different now than before. As a woman, she would inevitably be gossiped about if she invited Wang Jinling to her house.
"We can just go to a different place next time." Wang Jinling didn't care. The smile on his face was more sincere than before: "Qingchen, tell me your second line. The incense stick has burned out."
"Ah... I can't do this." Feng Qingchen looked at the incense that had long gone out and asked the waiter: "This is a special case and should be handled specially, right?"
If Wang Jinling was refused entry to the Wind Chasing Tower because of her, then he would be extremely embarrassed...
The waiter stepped forward with a smile and said, "Sir, Miss Feng, Mr. Shuyan said that there are reasons for everything, which is understandable, but you two need to make an extra couplet. Now, please ask Miss Feng to make the second half of this couplet, and Mr. Shuyan will make the first half."
"Mr. Shuyan never forgets to make things difficult for others." Wang Jinling smiled helplessly. It was obvious that he had been made difficult by Mr. Shuyan many times.
Feng Qingchen just wanted to solve the couplet in front of him, and Wang Jinling would take care of the rest: "The first line is Sifang Bridge, the bridge is square, standing on the Sifang Bridge and looking in all directions, four directions, four directions, four directions, four directions. My answer to the second line is: Long live the Lord, long live the Lord, kneel before the Long live the Lord and shout long live, long live, long live, long live, long live"
"Good, very correct." The onlookers exclaimed.
"The couplet is well-matched, and it is indeed a good couplet." The man in the royal blue robe, Jingyue's brother, looked at Feng Qingchen with more respect and asked quietly to the people around him: "Who is this girl? She looks like she is very familiar with the eldest master?"
When Jingyue heard this, she immediately pricked up her ears and became a little more hostile towards Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen had no idea that this girl directly regarded her as a love rival.
"You don't even know Miss Feng Qingchen Feng?" When the people around heard this, they glanced at Yan Yue's brother with disdain, obviously looking down on him.
Is there anyone in this imperial city who doesn’t know Feng Qingchen?
"Is she famous?" Jingyue's brother was confused.
"More than famous, Miss Feng is a figure who was well-known during the Three Kingdoms period." The talkative man looked smug.
"I have just arrived at the imperial city and I really don't know. Please enlighten me." Jingyue's brother looked sincere. The talkative man rolled his eyes and told him about Feng Qingchen rescuing Wang Jinling at the city gate and settling the injured people. He also told him what he had heard about Feng Qingchen's battle with Princess Yaohua and Su Wan in the beast garden.
"Miss Feng is not only beautiful and kind, but also good at both literature and martial arts. What does it matter if the Cangshan Moyun of Nanling or the Ferghana horses of Xiling are so powerful? When Miss Feng takes action, they will still obey her. (7)"
"This Miss Feng is truly an extraordinary woman." Jingyue's brother looked at Feng Qingchen with admiration, and that look was the same as how Jingyue looked at Wang Jinling.
"Of course, how could General Feng's daughter be bad?" The gossipy man looked proud and said sorry silently in his heart. He did not tell others that Feng Qingchen had lost her virginity before marriage and was broken off from engagement.
It’s better not to talk about this matter...
Jingyue's elder brother nodded repeatedly, looking at Wang Jinling and Feng Qingchen, one in white and the other in red, and said with emotion: "Young Master and Miss Feng are a perfect match standing together. The only woman in the world who can match the Young Master is a wonderful woman like Miss Feng."
As soon as these words were spoken, many people agreed. Putting aside what happened to Feng Qingchen before, these two people standing together are indeed a good match.
Of course, there are also those with dark faces, like Jingyue.
"A perfect match?" The Ninth Prince was sitting in the carriage, taking in everything that happened outside the Zhufeng Tower. His already gloomy face became even darker after hearing these words.
Uh...outside the carriage, not only the eunuch and the coachman, but even the two horses were kicking their legs uncomfortably.
It’s so cold in July!
"Master?" the eunuch asked tremblingly.
He was wondering why the Ninth Prince would order a change of route. It turned out that Miss Feng was here. He originally thought that the Ninth Prince would be in a better mood after seeing Miss Feng, but he didn't expect...
Woo woo woo, they are unlucky again. I wonder if the Ninth Prince will ask the kitchen to prepare a bunch of sauerkraut like he did last time. The eunuch burst into tears when he thought of the tooth-achingly sour food.
"Let's go." The Ninth Prince closed the small window as if nothing had happened.
The eunuch's face turned even more bitter. He hoped that the Ninth Prince would get off the carriage, so that they, the servants, wouldn't have to suffer...