The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 31: Hongyan Biography

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It was raining heavily and there was thunder.

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

The lights were on in Dong Shulan's boudoir. She sat quietly in front of the window, holding a letter and a stack of manuscripts in her hands.

A smile appeared on her face, she smoothed her hair around her ears, and opened the letter with some anxiety.

It was indeed written by him, because this word is unique in the world.

"Miss Dong

Hello!

I don’t know how long it will take for you to receive this letter. I think it’s a long way from Linjiang to Beijing, so I’m worried that the wine won’t get spoiled during the bumpy journey.

On the first day of June, the day I sent you this letter, Shibali Alley was crowded with people just to buy two kinds of wine, Xiangquan and Tianchun.

I didn’t see that scene with my own eyes, because I didn’t go there. It wasn’t because I was busy, but I knew that these two wines must be very popular. ”

This man is quite thick-skinned, Dong Shulan thought to himself as he bit his lips.

"Fortunately, I took the wine home for you in advance. Otherwise, you would 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 some conscience.

"You said I need to practice my words more. I thought about it and thought you were right, so I just wrote something. You may think it is a novel. Of course I made it up, but I think The story is okay. I’ve completed six chapters. I’ll send it to you by the way. I’m not asking you to give me any opinions. It’s mainly about practicing calligraphy. I think this calligraphy is a little better.”

Has this person started writing a book?

"My dad is here, so I'll just write this. I'm afraid he will come in and see it and think that you and I are in love and have a misunderstanding."

"Fu Xiaoguan, the first day of June."

Dong Shulan's face suddenly turned red. How could this man speak like this? If he didn't know him well, he would probably think that he was frivolous again.

She shyly put away the letter, calmed herself down, and then opened the package of manuscripts. There was a separate piece of paper with a few large words written on it: This is the original manuscript, please return it after reading it!

She immediately laughed. This person is really interesting. Who would have burned him for you?

Let’s take a look at what article this person wrote.

A Dream of Red Mansions

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"In ancient times, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and chaos first opened... Nuwa used 36,500 colored stones to mend the sky, and the remaining one was useless and was abandoned under Qinggeng Peak..."

This is how the story begins, and there is no stopping it. Dong Shulan's mind soon sinks in, and she can no longer extricate herself.

After finishing it once, she raised her eyes and looked out the window. Lightning tore the sky apart, and it was so beautiful.

She wanted to drink, so she got up and opened the box. The red bottle was painted with golden orchids, which was very beautiful. There are eight big characters written on the bottle: Rare and rare wine, Xishan Tianchun, and below are a few small characters: 42 degrees.

She remembered that this man went to Linjiang Academy to ask for Grandpa Qin's calligraphy that night, and those were the words.

Open the cork of the bottle, and the aroma of wine will hit your nose.

She sat at the desk with a wine bottle, drinking and reading at the same time. She didn't notice that the ninth princess Yu Wenyun walked in under the leadership of Xiao Qi and stood behind her.

……

Linjiang was full of bright moonlight and few stars, and a lantern was hung on the banyan tree. Fu Xiaoguan was sitting under the tree, holding a letter in his hand.

This is a letter from Dong Shulan. There is a delicate fragrance lingering on the paper.

"Master Fu

Hello!

It's been many days since we said goodbye to Linjiang. I wonder if Mr. Fu will have another masterpiece handed down to the world.

I have sent Xishan wine to the palace. The palace is very satisfied with the wine. The eldest princess asked me to ask you, how much does this wine cost? The palace means that if the price is acceptable, this wine will be listed as a tribute to the royal family, and then the wine master should not sell it outside.

I don’t know much about gewu, but I am very interested in the soaps, perfumes and other things you mentioned. I thought that after you make these products, they will always be sold. I wonder if Mr. Fu has any plans to enter Jinling. , after all, the market in Shangjing is much larger than that in Linjiang.

If the young master intends to come to Beijing, I can be of some help. Of course, this is something that the young master has to decide, and I am just suggesting it. ”

"I heard that the Ninth Princess went to Linjiang, and I was a little worried. I told her about you after I returned to Jinling. I didn't expect that she would care about you. It's my fault. If she has Please bear with me if I do something bad to you.”

"I like the poem you gave me very much, and I have never shown it to anyone else."

"Today I was playing chess with my elder brother, and I lost my mind. I also learned that you once told Grandpa Qin that you should enter the holy school. This is very good. I was very happy to hear it."

"My eldest brother is here again, so I just wrote here. I am afraid that if he comes in and sees me, the misunderstanding will become deeper."

"Shulan is on the first day of June."

Fu Xiaoguan laughed. The front of the letter was quite normal, but the back was a bit messy.

Jinling is definitely going, but not now. The current focus is on Linjiang, or to be more precise, on Xiacun.

As for the Ninth Princess coming to Linjiang, he didn't take it seriously. After all, she was the Princess, and he was just a commoner, far removed from her.

It’s just that His Highness is obsessed with me... If His Highness calls, then he must go. Let’s see when the time comes.

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

……

"Is this the book he wrote?" Yu Wenyun was also holding a bottle of wine, naturally it was Tian Chun from the box.

Dong Shulan glared at Yu Wenyun and thought to herself, why are you running in such a heavy rain?

The two grew up together since childhood and were quite casual in private. Yu Wenyun glared at Dong Shulan unceremoniously and said, "You think I didn't know it was written by him without you telling me? With his bad words, there is no other person in the world."

Dong Shulan was a little surprised and asked: "Have you seen his handwriting?"

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

The stars tonight, the wind tonight, Lin Dong on the west bank of the painting building.

I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind.

……

Dong Shulan’s heart trembled and her eyes were full of peach blossoms.

"He... wrote so well!"

“Look at your nymphomaniac look.” Yu Wenyun twisted the bottle and took a sip. He sighed and looked out the window, “I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix in my body, but I have a clear understanding in my heart. He said, this is what I wrote for you. ”

"Ah...seriously?"

"I can't lie to you. He didn't go. His maid brought the poem. I went to see him the next day, but he said that we were both from the end of the world. Why should we have known each other before we met? He didn't ask He didn't know who I was even when he named me."

"What do you think of him, Your Highness?"

"Haha, I'm serious now. Do you want to hear the truth?"

"Yeah."

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

"I see you are scared, but... I think this is going to be a lot of trouble for you two!"