Fu Xiaoguan originally thought that this concubine wanted to see him, so as not to let him write a poem, but he didn't expect to write a couplet.

His mind was racing, and he slowly got up and walked out the door.

Concubine Yan looked at the back of the young man and smiled secretly in her heart, squeezing her eyebrows and eyebrows with my daughter in front of the palace, do you really think that I won't clean you up?

However, if this boy can really write a couplet that can be read, it should be greatly praised, but don't frighten him.

Yu Wenyun is not a big deal, she knows that Fu Xiaoguan has a brain disease, thinking that if he doesn't have that glimmer of light, he can't write this couplet, but he will be embarrassed, how will he step down?

Qin Bingzhong was very calm, he fully believed that Fu Xiaoguan could easily write this couplet, because this little friend was the master who wrote poems and wrote books.

As for everyone else, they all have something in their hearts, especially Liu Zhidong.

If Fu Xiaoguan really wrote it, then this person would have fallen into the eyes of the noble concubine, and he had already entered His Majesty's field of vision, and the noble concubine would push it again...... That's a bit of a power.

Liu Zhidong weighed it carefully and had an idea. If Fu Xiaoguan's couplet is praised by the concubine, then the batch of Civilization Day will have to be sent to the Fu Mansion in person.

Fu Xiaoguan walked outside the door, holding the railing with both hands, facing the sunset, looking at the slowly flowing river, with a smile on his face.

He turned around and walked in, saluted Shang Guifei, and said, "Xiaomin's handwriting is not very good......

"It doesn't matter."

"Xie Niangniang, bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

Fu Xiaoguan rolled up his sleeves and walked to the table, arrogant, Yu Wenyun was very surprised-this is a flash of inspiration?

A maid brought a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and Fu Xiaoguan suddenly turned around and beckoned to Yu Wenyun, and said, "You come to do me a favor." ”

"What for?"

"Grind the ink!"

Yu Wenyun walked over happily, but the rest of the people were shocked in their hearts, you actually dare to ask Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess to grind ink for you!

Prince Xian's face changed abruptly, and he was about to stand up, but he saw Concubine Shang indifferently waving her hand.

What's going on?

How many people in the world dare to ask the princess to grind ink?

This kid really doesn't know how thick the sky is!

Except for Qin Bingzhong, the rest of the people were quite uneasy, because this was in Linjiang, if Fu Xiaoguan offended Shang Guifei, everyone here would not have good fruits to eat.

But Shang Guifei was very calm, of course, this was not the case in her heart.

She felt that this young man didn't know how to be polite, but when she thought that if the two could really be so harmonious in the future, it would be her daughter's happiness.

Fu Xiaoguan splashed ink.

The sun is setting just right.

There was a river breeze through the hall, and his black hair and clothes were fluttering.

Quite magnanimous.

Very stylish!

The pen fell, and the words were still very ugly, but they were swept away.

Wangjianglou, Wangjiangliu, Wangjianglou Wangjiangliu, Jianglou is eternal, Jiangliu is eternal.

"Ah......h

Yu Wenyun exclaimed in surprise, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, his eyes full of shock.

This sound naturally attracted everyone's attention, so someone frowned and walked over, wondering if there was something wrong.

But he didn't expect that after the people who came over saw this Shanglian, they were all dumbfounded, and the shock on their faces was fully revealed.

"Write down, write down!"

Prince Xian was also excited at the moment, and he had long forgotten the anger just now.

Everyone ignored the terrible words, because the meaning of the couplet far overshadowed them.

Someone presented this couplet in front of Shang Guifei, but Shang Guifei frowned because of these words, but then stretched, and her face was very pleased.

"Good! Hongu is looking forward to your next link. ”

Fu Xiaoguan dipped his pen and ink, raised his eyes to look at the sunset dyed red, and put down his pen again.

Colorful clouds, colorful clouds, colorful clouds, clouds, clouds,

Call......

He took a long breath, put down his pen, and said to Yu Wenyun with a smile: "How? ”

"Maggi!"

Then it was quiet, only the sunset.

……

The night is quiet, and the night banquet in Shanglinzhou has dispersed.

The lights on the Wangjiang upstairs are still there.

The attic in this courtyard has been named Wangjiang Tower, and the couplet has been posted on the doorpost of the gate.

Of course, this is Shang Guifei's own handwriting, and Fu Xiaoguan's original one has been put away by Yu Wenyun.

There is a faint fragrance of tea on the second floor, and there are five people sitting around the tea table, and the first person is naturally Shang Guifei, who has changed into civilian clothes, which is the meaning of casual home.

On the left of Shang Guifei is Prince Xian, on the right is Yu Wenyun, followed by Yu Hongyi, and Fu Xiaoguan was left alone, and at the moment he is at the bottom.

Fu Xiaoguan didn't understand what he was doing with him, and at this moment he also understood Yu Wenyun's identity, but he didn't expect that the ninth princess who had been reminded by Shulan's letter before would actually come to Fu's mansion in person.

If my father had known about it, I was afraid that he would have made a big splash.

He was not restrained because he knew Yu Wenyun's identity, in his eyes, she was still the girl he had ever met.

"Junior official, do you want to be a big official?" Shang Guifei asked kindly with a smile on her face.

Fu Xiaoguan shook his head and replied: "The little people have no ambitions, they just want to be a carefree little landlord." ”

"Do you know that there is a sentence from me, although you are a Xiucai, there is no problem in being a five-grade official, think about it again."

Concubine Shang didn't use the title of Bengong anymore, so she was even more casual.

"I don't believe it, I have a brain disease, this Miss Yu knows, so I'm quite content with the status quo, and I can live without worrying about food and clothing like this for a lifetime, which is my great blessing, and I don't dare to ask for anything else, and I don't want to ask for anything else."

In this sentence, he called Miss Yu, not Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess, which made Prince Xian nervous again, and squinted at him, hoping that he could know his identity, the concubine Niangniang can be at will, but you can't climb up the pole.

Shang Guifei didn't care, but was more satisfied.

She wanted her daughter and her colt to be equal, not to call her a princess after marriage—what a birth! And in this way, we can respect each other, such as Binqin Se and Ming.

No one knows Shang Guifei's thoughts, at this moment Fu Xiaoguan said that he just wants to be idle for a lifetime, which is more in line with the meaning of the horse, and if Fu Xiaoguan just answered that he wants to be an official...... I can't talk about this anymore.

As for Fu Xiaoguan's brain disease, there are Qihuang masters in the palace, who can always be cured, which is not a big deal.

So Shang Guifei asked again: "What do you think of my daughter?" ”

Prince Xian was taken aback at this moment, and Yu Hongyi also opened his mouth wide, recalling the last time Yu asked Yun to come to Linjiang, was it to see people?

Yu Wenyun blushed suddenly, she lowered her head and pulled the sleeve of Shang Guifei, "Mother......"

Yu Wenyun didn't expect it, she thought that her mother was appreciating Fu Xiaoguan's talent and stayed to talk, where did she know that it was the idea, how could this be good?