After Feng Qingchen put the second couplet together, he breathed a sigh of relief and quietly wiped his sweat when no one was around. At last, he was not embarrassed. It was hard to be a talented woman.
It was said before that they were going to play a pair, but Mr. Shuyan cheated on him and produced five extremely tricky pairs in a row. When the waiter brought them up, he felt a little uneasy and worried.
Although he is just a waiter, his knowledge is better than that of ordinary scholars. He can guess all these pairs correctly. Even in this Zhufeng Tower, I am afraid that no one can guess even one pair, but Mr. Shuyan can guess it in one breath.
Throw out five pairs, isn't this an obvious way to embarrass the eldest young master?
As soon as the five scrolls were hung up, everyone inside and outside the Zhufeng Building became quiet. Everyone's eyes were glued to the five scrolls, and then they began to murmur softly.
"How is this right? This can't be right at all."
"This is too difficult. I am really glad that the first couplet for entering Zhufeng Tower was not written by Mr. Shu Yan. Otherwise, I am afraid I will never be able to enter Zhufeng Tower in my life."
"These five first couplets only give you time for one stick of incense. Mr. Shuyan, aren't you making things difficult for the eldest son?"
Everyone was worried about Wang Jinling, but because of Feng Qingchen, he seemed relaxed, with a slight smile on his face, not showing any signs of worry.
"Xiu, aren't you worried about the young master?" the little maid behind asked in a low voice.
"What's there to worry about?" Feng Qingchen curled her lips. She was only worried about whether she could match up with the couple in the elegant room.
"These first couplets are so difficult, what if you don't get them right?" You only have one stick of incense, so you have to be anxious to get them right.
Feng Qingchen shook his head, looked at Wang Jinling who was deep in thought, and said, "I may have to worry about others, but I really don't have to worry about the eldest son. Mr. Shuyan can't defeat the eldest son."
"Do you believe me so much?" Wang Jinling was writing when he heard these words and stopped, turning to look at Feng Qingchen, with a smile in his eyes.
"Because you are Wang Jinling." Feng Qingchen responded with a smile.
The four eyes are facing each other, and there is trust and appreciation for each other in each other's eyes, but there is no emotion, or it may be hidden too deeply.
"Hahaha, yes, I am Wang Jinling." The gentle young man smiled boldly. Not only did he not feel vulgar, but he gave people a different kind of freedom and ease.
Wang Jinling's calligraphy is famous for his good calligraphy. When he wrote the first stroke, whether he saw it or not, everyone shouted: "Good calligraphy."
When Wang Jinling finished writing the first second couplet, everyone present almost said in unison: "Good couplet."
There were even a few young masters who immediately sent their servants to buy paper and pen, preparing to copy the five upper and lower couplets back.
After writing the first second line, Wang Jinling almost didn't need to think, and he wrote the second, third... and last.
"With quick thinking and profound knowledge, he is worthy of being a person who can give lectures in Jixia Academy." Jingyue's brother was full of admiration: "Only such a person can invite Mr. Shuyan to come out. I'm afraid I won't be able to.
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"Young Master is so awesome." The two maids were not as steady as usual, and clapped their hands happily. Feng Qingchen smiled lightly and said nothing.
Jin Ling is very powerful, but who knows what kind of hard work Wang Jinling has put in behind this greatness.
Unable to see, his path to education was ten thousand times more difficult than that of ordinary people. The world only saw the dazzling, literary and elegant Wang Jinling, but who knew that under the sun, he would only
Dark loneliness.
After the five couplets were paired, Mr. Shu Yan could no longer embarrass Wang Jinling. According to the rules, Feng Qingchen had to write a first couplet. In full view of the public, Wang Jinling couldn't do it for him. He could only ghostwrite it.
"Qingchen, if you write the first couplet, I will write it for you."
"Okay." Feng Qingchen had thought about it a long time ago, and blurted out at this time: "Yin Yue Well, Yinyue Shadow, Yinyue Well is the moon shadow, the moon well will be printed for ten thousand years, and the moon shadow will be printed for ten thousand years."
Feng Qingchen finished speaking the last word, and Wang Jinling also finished writing.
"Young master, Fengxiu, please." After the ink dried, the waiter put away the first couplet.
This is the eldest son's calligraphy treasure, which is usually hard to exchange for a lot of money. Hanging these seven sets of calligraphy treasures will definitely push Zhufeng Tower's reputation even higher.
Wang Jinling is the living advertisement of Zhufeng Tower!
Wang Jinling and Feng Qingchen entered the Zhufeng Building one after another, but the onlookers did not leave. Instead, they asked the waiter to hang out Wang Jinling's calligraphy for them to appreciate.
As for buying?
Ahem, they thought so, but they knew very well that Wang Jinling's calligraphy treasures would not be sold, not even for ten thousand yuan. The Wang family was not short of money.
Jingyue's brother watched Wang Jinling and Feng Qingchen go in until their backs disappeared, and then he looked back: "When I come to Dongling, I don't have to recognize other people, but I must know these two people."
"Jingyue, let's go, let's go into the palace to meet the emperor in Dongling." Jingyue's brother took away Jingyue, who was still in a daze.
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The Nine Emperors Uncle did not return to the Nine Princes' Mansion, but went to his annex outside the city. As soon as he arrived at the annex, the Nine Emperors Uncle dismissed his servants, got into the study, and opened the mechanism leading to the secret room.
Along the long and narrow secret passage under the desk, Uncle Nine Emperors came to the place where thunder and gunpowder were piled.
"Master." There was no light in the secret room, and only a few dark shadows were faintly visible.
"I got everything, how many are there?"
"There are three hundred and sixty-seven thunderbolts in total. I left twenty-six for the emperor and eighteen boxes of things. I don't know what they are, but I only know that the things will burn when exposed to fire. I carried them back."
The man in black replied respectfully, and at the same time led Uncle Nine Emperors into the secret room and opened the box.
Zhen Tianlei only needed to take a look, the most important thing was the eighteen boxes of unknown things.
There were ten thunderbolts in each box. Looking at the thunderbolts piled up in the secret room, Uncle Nine Emperors didn't even have the slightest hint of a smile on his face.
If Li wanted to throw these sky-shaking thunders at the Imperial City at the same time, then Dongling Imperial City would be turned into ruins, and basically no one in Dongling Imperial City would survive.
Dong Lingjiu was glad that Li Xiang didn't do such a cruel thing, and he was even more glad that these things fell into his hands.
No superior person can refuse the Sky-shaking Thunder, a nearly invincible weapon, but he will never use these things on ordinary people.
After checking the Zhentian Lei, Dong Lingjiu went to look at the eighteen boxes of things. The man in black did not light the fire. After opening the box, a pungent smell rushed out, just like the smell after the explosion of the Zhentian Lei.
"Subordinates and others speculate that these should be used to make thunderbolts, but we haven't figured out how to use them or how to prepare them. Several people were injured because of these things."
Dong Lingjiu dipped a little of it with his hands. It was powdery, a little burning, and smelled vaguely of flint and explosion: "Zhentianlei sealed it up. Leave these things here and don't move them. I will arrange for someone to deal with them."
Uncle Nine Emperors already has an excellent candidate in his mind.
That man could hide it from the emperor, but he couldn't hide it from him.
Don’t know? If you really don’t know, how could you be so deliberate?
I didn't want to drag you in at first, but you just barged in on your own.
Uncle Nine Emperors turned around and walked out of the secret room, returned to the study, studied ink by himself, and wrote a post: "Here comes someone."
"Your Majesty?" The eunuch beside Uncle Nine Emperors came in and asked respectfully.
When the ink was dry, Uncle Nine Emperors sealed the post: "Go and send the post to Feng Mansion. You must hand it over to Feng Qingchen personally and tell her that the king is waiting for her."
"Yes." The eunuch said loudly, and he was secretly happy in his heart. Finally, he no longer had to be jealous and the whole banquet was over, and he no longer felt the cold in Daxia.
Feng Qingchen, who had just walked out of Zhufeng Tower, felt a chill all over her body. She couldn't help but hug her arms tightly and strode towards the carriage...