"What is a half-idle fast?"

"It's this study, my father said, in the future, this study list will be used for you, and you will talk about it after you get married. I have asked the seven-leaf shopkeeper to go to Lao Hengju to order a horizontal plaque, and the name is Banxian Zhai. ”

Fan Xian felt a little wrong, and forced him to ask, "What is that collection of poems in Banxianzhai?"

"Hmm? It's the poem you read in the temple that day, which has been compiled into a collection by the Taishu. Your Majesty was going to let it be printed in the name of Wenyuan Pavilion, and it was I who begged my father to come over for this errand. ”

After the theft of the Xishan Paper Mill, those imperial merchants were investigated and dealt with, but they did not recover for a long time, and Neku received a warning from the palace, so he did not dare to trouble the bookstore. The bookstore finally relieved itself, and naturally wanted to prepare for a grand show, the seven-leaf shopkeeper, the little shopkeeper of Si Zhe stared at this imperial poetry collection at first sight, and the palace is part of the money, and the palace allows private sales after printing, which is a lot of money.

Who wrote this poem? Who is Fan Xian? Fan Xian is the behind-the-scenes owner of the Bookstore. This profitable business, whether it is the seven-leaf shopkeeper of Qingyutang or Fan Sizhen who is smiling behind the shopkeeper, it is impossible to benefit the court. Fan Sizhen originally hated his brother for refusing to hand over the stone ten times, but now that he has a collection of poems, how can he let it go.

Fan Xian wrote down the five words of Banxian Zhai's poetry collection on the paper, and wrote his name, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart. That night, in order to cover up his whereabouts in the second half of the night, he pretended to be drunk in the palace, and as a result, he was mad and did not stop his mouth for a while.

You have to prepare the four famous works neatly, right? The world says that the new language has to come to the book, the Analects, the Book of Poetry, hey, it's really not too little, the overhead version of the Zizhi Tongjian, the crossing version of Sima Shiji, and no one will have an opinion when they are all written.

Thinking of this kind of workload, Fan Xian shuddered with fright, if it really expanded like this. I'm afraid that this bookstore will really become the spread of advanced culture in the previous life. fulfilled his ambition in Lanzhou that year. said: "Wenyuan Pavilion School can't succeed. You've got to get it back, I'll re-proofread it myself, I drank too much that day, who knows what nonsense was said. ”

He made up his mind, if he could fool the past, he would fool the past, and if he couldn't do it, he could only endure the pain and cut the flesh. Delete them all under the pretext of being drunk, anyway, people who drink too much are prone to amnesia the next day.

"It's out of print. Fan Sizhen shook his head, "I think in another five years, your own words about not writing poetry will fade, and if you come back to the poetry scene again, it is estimated that it will be a lot of money." ”

Fan Xian smiled and shook his head, his eyes suddenly fell on the pink paper in the corner of the study, and asked curiously, "What is that?"

Fan Sizhen said: "Gift list." ”

Fan Xian was slightly stunned. Only then did he remember that the day of his wedding was approaching, but so many things had happened recently, needless to say, his mood was slightly different from when he celebrated the temple, he and her mother could not get along after all, and the current emperor could still control everything, once His Majesty the Emperor did not want to control it, at that time, the eldest princess would definitely kill herself.

Or: I will definitely kill the eldest princess.

The long-awaited wedding is coming. Fan Xian's heart was filled with some uneasiness and sorrow.

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A few days later, the main collection of semi-idle poems of the Tranbo Bookstore finally came out, and this time the Tranbo Bookstore got the right to print, and Fan Xian personally deleted a lot. He thought he was relieved, but unexpectedly, the bookstore held a ceremony, and in the name of Fan Xian, he invited the prince of King Jing, the young secretary of Honglu Temple, Xin Qiwu and others.

Fan Xian was taken aback, and was only willing to let his talented sister Fan Ruoruo show up as an image spokesperson, and began to sell it lively, but he himself used the excuse of maintaining the mystery of a generation of poets and immortals, and hid in the royal courtyard and fell in love with Lin Wan'er.

Eight products of Xielu Lang sprayed a hundred poems on the spot, shocked a generation of Zhuang Mohan vomited blood and fled, this story has already spread in Qingguo, although some poems have been spread to the people, but this collection of poems is known as the author's own school version, naturally very unusual. Sure enough, as soon as the poetry collection came out of Kyoto, Fan Xian's reputation suddenly rose to a new level.

Xiaolou had another autumn wind last night.

Fan Xian looked at his married wife gently, smiled and said, "The method you said doesn't work. ”

Lin Wan'er had a sad face, and her lips pouted cutely: "I haven't been out for several days." ”

In fact, this little girl also knows that those things in Kyoto recently, although she grew up in the palace since she was a child, those ladies hold themselves in the palm of her hand, on the one hand, she is sick and gentle, and it is impossible to cause harm to those maidens, and on the other hand, it is because His Majesty the Emperor seems to be particularly distressed by herself.

About the eldest princess's "words", she naturally didn't see it, but gradually heard some rumors. Later, the eldest princess left Kyoto to go to Xinyang Zhiyou, once came to the other courtyard, the mother and daughter actually sat on each other a little strangely for a while, and the eldest princess got in the car and drove away from Kyoto.

Although Lin Wan'er didn't know what the relationship between Fan Xian and her mother's departure was, she still felt that Fan Xian's mood was not as relaxed and happy as before, so she proposed to find another day to go out to enjoy the autumn scenery, and the red leaves of Kyoto's Nishiyama are very famous.

But when he heard the word Xishan, Fan Xian thought of the paper mill that monopolized the paper used in Kyoto, and thought of the eldest princess who seemed to be looking at him gloomily and cowardly behind the paper mill.

Fan Xian knew that the eldest princess left Kyoto, and the most fundamental force was His Majesty the Emperor, and her "words and papers" were just a reason for the emperor to convince herself and the Queen Mother.

As explained here, the government and the opposition in Qingguo today call the leaflets that fell like snowflakes "speech paper", because they think that this is a kind of paper path for people to speak after they have no way out.

During these days, Kyoto actually repeated several times such a "word paper" throwing action, which made the Supervision Yuan nervous for a while, and one of them only knew after being caught that it was the Taiyuan Road Copper Mine Laborers who came to the capital to sue the emperor, but they couldn't enter the Dengwen Institute at all, so they learned such a method.

The Supervision Yuan chased the roots, and finally found that the one who provided paper to these bitter haha was actually Xishan Paper Mill!

But the people who helped these laborers write grievances couldn't dig it out, and only knew that the incomparably soft handwriting was from the hand of a fortune teller next to Qingmiao. However, the Supervision Yuan only found out when it went to Qingmiao to search. There were no fortune tellers in this place - except for the high priest in the temple who never seemed to have come out in his life.

The matter of the copper mine is naturally handed over to one place. Soon arrested a string of officials on Taiyuan Road and returned to Beijing. Just wait for a month later. It's just that the imperial court can no longer tolerate this kind of paper action and strengthens the management of paper, but President Chen of the Supervision Yuan did not punish those copper mountain hard laborers, and in the eyes of the officials, Lord Chen seems to have become much softer.

He came to his senses. Looking at Wan'er, who was slightly sad, she stepped forward with a smile, gently stroked her round chin, and said gently: "What do you want?" The eldest princess returned to Xinyang, and we have a chance after marriage, so we naturally want to visit." ”

This is naturally a lie, Fan Xian hopes that he will not go to Xinyang in this life, and hopes that the eldest princess will die in Xinyang from now on. Of course, he also knew that before he really shook the power of the eldest princess and that mysterious partner, His Majesty the Emperor liked to play tricks to lure the snake out of the hole, and the eldest princess would always come back one day.

Lin Wan'er smiled reluctantly and said: "Look, I entered the palace yesterday, and you also know about these things in Beijing recently, the ladies are fine, but the queen mother's body seems to be a little uncomfortable, and Your Majesty treats me not as kindly as before." ”

Fan Xian sighed in his heart. I thought to myself that the emperor was having a headache and who was the prince who colluded with your mother. How could it still be like it used to be.

The two of them talked a little more, and suddenly they heard the sound of a grandmother coming upstairs. Fan Xian reflexively leaned over the edge of the window, ready to climb out of the window. Lin Wan'er smiled and said, "Are you really used to it?"

Fan Xian laughed a little embarrassed, looked at Wan'er's slightly pale face, felt a lot of pity in his heart, stepped forward to take her into his arms, and whispered, "Don't be tired before the wedding." As for illness and other things, don't be afraid, everything has me, and there will be me in the future. ”

The green branches outside the window stubbornly maintain their vivid colors in the autumn wind, trying to prove that no matter how depressed the external environment is, it still has a yearning for beauty.

At the corner of the stairs, the eldest girl Huan Siqi looked at her uncle and the young lady building together, and couldn't help but stick out her tongue playfully.

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The big wedding is imminent, and the entire Fan Mansion has taken action, and the eldest princess is not in Kyoto, so the arrangement over there was secretly instructed by Concubine Shugui. In addition to feeling the glory, the entire Fan Mansion was more cautious, for fear that what was done was not meticulous enough and did not conform to the rules.

But the rules themselves are extremely difficult. Lin Wan'er's identity as the county lord only works in the palace, and in the world outside the palace, her identity is still the illegitimate daughter of Prime Minister Lin, and she was forced to recognize each other by His Majesty at the beginning of the year. Therefore, whether this wedding is based on the etiquette of the lord of Shang County, or the normal marriage specifications of the children of ministers, it has never been confirmed.

The Liu family entered the palace again, and finally got the clear instructions of the queen mother, although the queen mother did not like the Lin family to participate in the marriage of her baby granddaughter, but still had to bow to the world, acquiesced to the Lin Mansion's joining, and also announced that the wedding would no longer be carried out according to the etiquette of the county lord's marriage.

Although the senior aunts of the Fan family who knew the inside story were a little disappointed, they thought that it was a very face-saving thing to marry the prime minister's family, so they prepared again.

It's just that everyone didn't expect that the scene of Fan Xian and Lin Wan'er's wedding was more worthy of everyone's thoughts for several years than the scene of the princess getting married.