Heavy rain poured down and there were gusts of thunder.

At this time, the sky was as dark as night.

Dong Shulan's boudoir was lit up, and she sat quietly in front of the window, holding a letter and a stack of manuscripts in her hands.

A smile spread across her face, she brushed the hair between her ears, and opened the letter with some trepidation.

Sure enough, he wrote it, because this word is unique in the world.

"Miss Dong

See you in good faith!

I don't know how long it will take for you to receive this letter, thinking that Linjiang is far away from Shangjing, and I am worried that those wines will not be bumpy and spoiled all the way.

On the first day of the sixth month, the day I sent you this letter, the eighteen-mile alley was crowded with people, just to buy two kinds of wine, Xiangquan and Tianol.

I didn't see it with my own eyes, because I didn't go, not because I was busy, but because I knew that these two wines must sell well. ”

This person is quite thick-skinned, Dong Shulan bit her lip and thought to herself.

"Fortunately, I took the wine I was going to send you home in advance, otherwise, you probably have to wait for the next batch, this is a matter of integrity, since I promised you, I will definitely do it."

You still have a little conscience.

"You said that I have to practice more of this word, I thought about it, and I think you are right, so I just wrote something, you think it's a novel, of course I made it up, but I think the story is okay, I've completed six chapters, and I'll send it to you by the way, not for you to give any opinions, mainly to practice words, I think this word is a little better."

Did this man still write a book?

"My dad is here, so let's write this, I'm afraid that he will come in and see it, thinking that I have a misunderstanding with you in love."

"Fu Xiaoguan, the first day of June."

Dong Shulan's face suddenly turned red, this person, how could he talk like this, if he didn't understand him, I was afraid that he would think that this person was frivolous again.

She shyly put away the letter, steadied herself, and then opened the bag of manuscripts, on which there was a separate piece of paper, with a few large characters written: This is the original manuscript, read it and return it!

She immediately laughed, this person is really funny, who will burn you.

Let's see what kind of article this man wrote.

A Dream of Red Mansions

The first time: Zhen Shiyin dreamed of psychic, and Jia Yucun was beautiful in the dust

"In ancient times, the heavens and the earth were cracked, and chaos began to open...... Nuwa used 36,500 colored stones to mend the sky, and the remaining one was useless and was abandoned at the foot of the Qinggang Peak......"

This is how the story began, and this beginning could not be stopped, Dong Shulan's mind quickly sank into it, and she could no longer extricate herself.

After reading it once, she raised her eyes to look out the window, and the lightning tore through the sky, it was so beautiful.

She wanted to drink, so she got up and opened the box, and the red bottle was painted with golden blue, which was very beautiful. There are eight big characters written on the bottle: rare and rare wine, Xishan Tianol, and a few small words below: forty-two degrees.

She remembered that this person went to Linjiang Academy that night to ask for Grandpa Qin's Mobao, which was these words.

I uncorked the bottle and there was a smell of wine.

She sat at the desk with a wine bottle, reading a book while drinking, and didn't notice that the ninth princess Yu Wenyun walked in under the leadership of Xiaoqi at this moment, standing behind her.

……

Linjiang is bright and starry, a lantern is hanging on the banyan tree, and Fu Xiaoguan is sitting under the tree, holding a letter in his hand.

This is a letter from Dong Shulan, and there is a faint fragrance lingering on the letterhead.

"Fu Gongzi

See you in good faith!

Linjiang said goodbye for many days in a blink of an eye, and I don't know if Fu Gongzi has another masterpiece to pass on.

I have sent Xishan elixir to the palace, the palace is very satisfied with this wine, the eldest princess told me to ask you, what is the price of this wine? The palace means that if the price is okay, the wine will be listed as a royal tribute, so this wine boy should not be sold outside.

I don't understand Gewu, but I'm very interested in the soap and perfume you mentioned, I think you make these products, always have to be sold, I don't know if Fu Gongzi has any plans to enter Jinling, after all, the market in Beijing is much larger than Linjiang.

If Childe is interested in entering Beijing, I can help a little. Of course, this is what Childe has to decide, and I am only suggesting. ”

"I heard that Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess went to Linjiang, and I was a little worried. After I returned to Jinling, I told her about you, I didn't expect her to care about your affairs, this blames me, if she does something bad for you, please take care of it. ”

"I like the song you gave me so much that I've never seen it to anyone else."

"Playing against my eldest brother today, I lost my mind, and I also knew that you had said to Grandpa Qin that you wanted to enter the Holy School, which is very good, I am very happy to hear it."

"My eldest brother is here again, and I will write here, for fear that he will come in and see it, and the misunderstanding will be even deeper."

"Shulan on the first day of June."

Fu Xiaoguan laughed, the front of this letter is quite normal, but the back is a little messy.

Jinling is definitely going to go, but not now, the current center of gravity is in Linjiang, more precisely in Xiacun.

As for Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess coming down to Linjiang, he didn't care, after all, it was Her Royal Highness the Princess, he was just a grass people, and they were far from each other.

It's just that this highness has a heart for himself...... If His Highness summons, then he will definitely have to go, and he will see when the time comes.

After putting the letter away, Fu Xiaoguan sat cross-legged and continued his practice journey.

……

"This is the book he wrote?" Yu Wenyun also wrung a bottle of wine, which was naturally the celestial alcohol taken from the box.

Dong Shulan glared at Yu Wenyun, thinking to herself that it was raining so hard, what are you doing?

The two grew up together since childhood, and they were quite casual in private, Yu Wenyun glared at Dong Shulan unceremoniously, and said, "Do you think that if you don't say it, I won't know that he wrote it?" With his broken words, there is no second person in this world. ”

Dong Shulan was a little surprised and asked, "Have you seen his writing?" ”

Yu Wenyun took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and threw it to Dong Shulan.

"See for yourself."

This is exactly the poem written by Fu Xiaoguan.

Drunk tonight

Tonight's stars and tonight's wind, the west side of the painting building is on the east of Lindong.

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of wisdom in the heart.

……

Dong Shulanfang's heart trembled, and her eyes were full of peach blossoms.

He ...... That's so well written! ”

"Look at your nymphomaniac." Yu Wenyun took a sip of the bottle, sighed, and looked out the window, "There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is clear, he said, this is written with you." ”

"Ah...... Seriously? ”

"I can't lie to you, others didn't go, the poem was brought by his maid ring, I went to see him the next day, but he said that he was the same person who had fallen from the end of the world, why should he have met before, he didn't ask my name, and he didn't know who I was."

"Then what does Your Highness think he is?"

"Hehe, I'm still serious, want to hear the truth?"

"Hmm."

"If I rob you, will you blame me?"

"Look scares you, but ...... I think you two are in a lot of trouble with this! ”