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    In fact, He Yuanshen really had some admiration for Fu Minghua in his heart. Among the young girls, Fu Minghua was as beautiful as a peony, and among a bunch of young ladies, it made him toss and turn for some time.

    But later on, Fu Minghua was granted marriage by Emperor Jia'an. He felt uncomfortable for some time, and then he settled on the Su family. There were many young ladies around him who comforted him, and he gradually got better.

    Looking at Fu Minghua at this time, He Yuanshen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he remembered it.

    "Why didn't Sister Su come?"

    He Yuanshen answered politely, not daring to look at her: "My wife has been feeling unwell recently and is resting in the house."

    Fu Minghua nodded. He Yuanshen looked at her from the corner of his eye for a long time. Gu Yujin glanced at him and said with a smile:

    "A few days ago, when I was having a drink at Duke Wei's mansion, I heard my cousin-in-law think about the princess and said that she was a reward from you, but she never thanked you in person."

    Liu Shixian also smiled and said:

    "I heard that my sister-in-law and the princess are close friends. There is a pavilion in front of me. How about we go into the pavilion to talk?"

    Fu Minghua happily agreed.

    Biyun glanced at her.

    After hearing some gossip, she not only did not hide her face in shame, but walked in calmly.

    That is to say, she happened to meet Yin Lizhi and others, otherwise she would have walked into the pavilion if they had not come.  Her frankness made the people in the pavilion even more dirty and insignificant. Biyun glanced at Fu Minghua with a smile and lowered his head.

    Yin Lizhi frowned and followed Fu Minghua.

    A few people walked seven or eight steps, and when they rounded the corner of the bamboo forest, they could see a bamboo pavilion in front of them, with the words "Half Day Pavilion" written on it.

    In the pavilion, brothers Lu Changyuan and Lu Changyan were sitting with tense expressions. When they saw everyone coming, the two brothers had complicated expressions.

    The expressions of the people who came in also had different expressions. Fu Minghua stared at Lu Changyan with interest. He was still young and had not seen much of the world because of his weak legs. He was also self-pitying. When she looked at him, he buried his head in his chest.  In front of me, I wish I could find a crack in the ground and crawl down.

    "Brother Lu and Qingxi are also here?" Qingxi is Lu Changyan's nickname, and Liu Shixian and Lu Changyan have some personal friendship.

    Liu Shixian finished speaking, reacted first, and hurriedly stepped forward to meet Lu Changyuan.

    Although he was born in Prince Jing's palace, Liu Shixian was well-read in poetry and books. In terms of literary status, Lu Changyuan was a Jinshi and was naturally better than him in this aspect.

    It is this that earned Liu Shixian the reputation of a noble man, and he was also well-received by people in the Imperial Academy in the Tang Dynasty.

    "I happened to be here first, but I didn't expect that the prince and others would also come to find such a good place. As expected, I can't have it all to myself."

    Lu Changyuan reacted first. It was already here. If Fu Minghua really heard about it, it would be useless to panic and worry would be asking for trouble. He simply calmed down and stood up to salute Liu Shixian.

    Liu Shixian laughed ¡®haha¡¯, and a strange color flashed in his eyes:

    "I and other ordinary people walked around and spent all their efforts looking for this beautiful place, but Mr. Lu had already stolen half a day's leisure."

    Although Liu Shixian read a lot, he didn't just study hard. He read so much that people would be stupid.

    He was born in Prince Jing¡¯s palace, he was smart, and he was used to looking at people¡¯s eyes, but he didn¡¯t know the weird look on Lu Changyan¡¯s face in the pavilion at this time.

    Recalling that when he just came here, he first saw Princess Qin standing here. It didn't look like she had just arrived. I was afraid that she had been here for a while. Lu Changyan didn't even dare to look at her face. He guessed that the two brothers had said something here before.  What she said was heard by Princess Qin.

    Lu Changyuan defected to Rong Tuying, and he had impeached the King of Qin half a year ago. There was quite an old grudge between the two parties.

    Today, it is also because Lu Changyuan is quite talented in literature and is a person with a beautiful face, so he also has a place among the besties today, so he brought his brother with him. I heard that he met a cousin of the fourth prince's concubine Dou's family.  Meet.

    Liu Shixian smiled slightly and asked everyone to sit down.

    This bamboo forest has a quiet environment, surrounded by green colors and cool breeze, which is quite artistic at this time of year.

    The servants who came with him quickly brought the stove and prepared to light a fire to make tea.

    The outside is still lively and bustling, but the quietness of the pavilion has been broken here, and there are more people with their own thoughts.

    "Recently I acquired a new calligraphy painting by Yang Xuanli, and I showed it to Mr. Du first. He was full of praise and commented: Taizhen layman has an unrestrained temperament, and his writing is also of his own"

    Liu Shixian talked about his new treasure and his joy was palpable.

    &nbspLu Changyuan had a smile on his face, but he was a little anxious. He looked at Fu Minghua from the corner of his eye.

    He didn¡¯t expect that this little lady who had never been in his eyes could be so calm. Looking at her like this, he didn¡¯t know if she heard what he said before, or how much she heard.

    Because Lu Changyan was very resistant to Dou's cousin, the two brothers found a quiet place to talk. In the excitement of the moment, they said everything they should say and shouldn't.

    Lu Changyuan¡¯s eyes were a little gloomy.

    It¡¯s not that he¡¯s afraid of Fu Minghua, it¡¯s just that now Lu Huaichen is still in Yan Zhui¡¯s hands. He doesn¡¯t care about his own life, but he has to worry about the life of Lu Huaichen, who is the only child left by his second brother Lu Yangshu who died young.

    When King Yang Yuande of the Jin Dynasty was executed, all his descendants died, leaving only the lineage of Lu Huaichen.

    When my father was dying, he gave his earnest instructions, but not only did he fail to protect his younger brother, he even lost sight of his only remaining flesh and blood.

    Lu Changyuan's eyes showed a bit of ruthlessness, and he clenched his hands into fists, trying his best to control the muscles of his cheeks not to twitch and show an ugly look.

    "Taizhen layman is not only good at poetry and calligraphy, but also has a wild temperament. 'With a pot of wine, a pen, and a donkey, he can be proud of the world.' He is really a role model for our generation." Lu Changyuan said with a smile, Liu Shixian and others  People also say yes again and again.

    ¡°A pot of wine, a pen, and a donkey are enough to make you proud.  ¡¯ is one of the words Yang Xuanli once said. At that time, Yang Xuanli was depressed and frustrated. He traveled through the rivers and mountains in Guan Nei, leaving his poems and footprints everywhere. The original words were: Wen can govern the country, and martial arts can stabilize the country.  I am willing to use the long sword in my hand to slay the evil spirits and return my world to a pure world.  It is a pity to be born at the wrong time, and it is difficult to reach the sky in official career.  Then he regarded his fame as a floating cloud, looked up to the sky and smiled as he walked out of the city.  A pot of wine, a pen, and a donkey are enough to make you proud.

    Several people complimented Yang Xuanli's wild and uninhibited temperament. Fu Minghua put the teacup on the table with a soft "click" sound. Lu Changyan's eyelids trembled, and he raised his head. Looking at Fu Minghua's reserved smile, he felt something in his heart.  Grief and anger come:

    "Does Princess Qin have any unique insights?"

    He blurted out his words, and after speaking, everyone's eyes fell on Fu Minghua.

    Lu Changyuan glanced at Lu Changyan. He pursed his lips and looked a little sad and angry.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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