Leader Lan Palace
Chapter 1311: Borrowing a Cat to Offer a Man
Chapter 1311 Three Volumes 424 Borrowing Cats to Offer People (3 More)
Of course not.
Wanxi looked at the sad Fu Heng over there through the curtain, her own arms still had the warmth of scissors just now.
But she had to let go.
Fortunately this time, the Empress Dowager did not take her anger out on Scissors.But at that moment, Jiu Fujin's expression when he saw Scissors also reminded her: Scissors should no longer stay in the palace, and should no longer be kept by her side.
It's just that she can't say too much to Master Jiu.
She chuckled lightly, "Master Jiu is thinking too much, that's not what I mean. My Yongshou Palace is not small, but there are too many living things. This time the emperor put the black bears and white apes that Siam paid tribute in. I keep it in the palace, so it's hard to get rid of it."
"Besides, Doujiao'er followed the emperor this time and came back after the autumn. He has a good temper. The rat in the Yongshou Palace must be rounded up. Cats and dogs are enemies in the first place, and this time the dog must take the rat. In the future, they will be together I’m afraid that this lawsuit will never end.”
"Master Jiu, the bean horn was given by the emperor, and I have no way to give it away, so there is only the cat who wronged Master Jiu."
Fu Heng bowed his head sadly, speechless.
Wanxi stared at Fu Heng through the curtain, and couldn't bear it.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "...Master Jiu, the most important thing I want is to ask you to give the scissors to someone."
.
Fu Heng suddenly raised his head.
It turned out that Jiu'er didn't abandon the cat, but gave it to someone else.
"Who is it? Please ask the master to show you."
Wanxi quietly turned the veil with her fingertips: "Master Liu Tongxun has a doorman named Zhao Yi...he should lack a cat at home."
Fu Heng was taken aback when he heard this: "Why did you give it to this person?"
Although Liu Tongxun is a famous minister, he is just a guest in Liu Tongxun's family, and Fu Heng has never even heard of him.He couldn't understand how Jiu'er, who was in the deep palace, could know such a person.
Wanxi understood Fu Heng's astonishment, and said with a smile behind the curtain: "It was just now that Lord Jiu said that the emperor gave the imperial poem, Zhang Tingyu was late in thanking the emperor, and made the emperor displeased... then I thought of Zhao Yi. Don't hide it from Jiu Lord, all the princes and nobles in Beijing who have been granted imperial poems are all worried about how to thank them."
"As usual, writing an excerpt to thank the emperor, or you can write a poem to match the emperor's poem according to the rhythm of the imperial poems; or write an article to thank the emperor... This will test your literary talent. If you write It’s not good, but it disappoints the emperor. Therefore, there are many princes and nobles in Beijing who are holding money and begging someone to write it.”
Wanxi smiled and blinked: "This Zhao Yi's family is poor, and when he first established himself in Beijing, he made money by writing Xie En's poems... Do you think how high the emperor's requirements for poems are, and he ghostwriters for many, many This person has fallen into the eyes of the emperor. This person's writing style can be seen."
Fu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly: "There are still such people who make a living in Beijing? If you have such talent and learning, why don't you take a scientific examination and use your talents for the country?"
Wanxi smiled lightly: "That's what you are ministers for. Why didn't he win, but the writing style caught the eyes of the emperor. The fault in this should be the examiners and graders."
Fu Heng's heart moved slightly: "Master Ling, what do you mean...?"
Wanxi shrugged: "I don't mean anything, I just feel that Zhang Tingyu is short of a good book to thank you, but it's a pity that Zhang Tingyu is old and I'm afraid he can't write it. As Zhang Tingyu's disciple, Wang Youdun wants to help his teacher, but it's not a plea. Or simply leaking the secret, it is better to hire someone for his mentor, and thank him for a note, maybe everything will be cleared up."
Cough cough, this is what Zhao Yi first came to the capital for, so I must thank you for the imperial poetry~~
(End of this chapter)
Of course not.
Wanxi looked at the sad Fu Heng over there through the curtain, her own arms still had the warmth of scissors just now.
But she had to let go.
Fortunately this time, the Empress Dowager did not take her anger out on Scissors.But at that moment, Jiu Fujin's expression when he saw Scissors also reminded her: Scissors should no longer stay in the palace, and should no longer be kept by her side.
It's just that she can't say too much to Master Jiu.
She chuckled lightly, "Master Jiu is thinking too much, that's not what I mean. My Yongshou Palace is not small, but there are too many living things. This time the emperor put the black bears and white apes that Siam paid tribute in. I keep it in the palace, so it's hard to get rid of it."
"Besides, Doujiao'er followed the emperor this time and came back after the autumn. He has a good temper. The rat in the Yongshou Palace must be rounded up. Cats and dogs are enemies in the first place, and this time the dog must take the rat. In the future, they will be together I’m afraid that this lawsuit will never end.”
"Master Jiu, the bean horn was given by the emperor, and I have no way to give it away, so there is only the cat who wronged Master Jiu."
Fu Heng bowed his head sadly, speechless.
Wanxi stared at Fu Heng through the curtain, and couldn't bear it.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "...Master Jiu, the most important thing I want is to ask you to give the scissors to someone."
.
Fu Heng suddenly raised his head.
It turned out that Jiu'er didn't abandon the cat, but gave it to someone else.
"Who is it? Please ask the master to show you."
Wanxi quietly turned the veil with her fingertips: "Master Liu Tongxun has a doorman named Zhao Yi...he should lack a cat at home."
Fu Heng was taken aback when he heard this: "Why did you give it to this person?"
Although Liu Tongxun is a famous minister, he is just a guest in Liu Tongxun's family, and Fu Heng has never even heard of him.He couldn't understand how Jiu'er, who was in the deep palace, could know such a person.
Wanxi understood Fu Heng's astonishment, and said with a smile behind the curtain: "It was just now that Lord Jiu said that the emperor gave the imperial poem, Zhang Tingyu was late in thanking the emperor, and made the emperor displeased... then I thought of Zhao Yi. Don't hide it from Jiu Lord, all the princes and nobles in Beijing who have been granted imperial poems are all worried about how to thank them."
"As usual, writing an excerpt to thank the emperor, or you can write a poem to match the emperor's poem according to the rhythm of the imperial poems; or write an article to thank the emperor... This will test your literary talent. If you write It’s not good, but it disappoints the emperor. Therefore, there are many princes and nobles in Beijing who are holding money and begging someone to write it.”
Wanxi smiled and blinked: "This Zhao Yi's family is poor, and when he first established himself in Beijing, he made money by writing Xie En's poems... Do you think how high the emperor's requirements for poems are, and he ghostwriters for many, many This person has fallen into the eyes of the emperor. This person's writing style can be seen."
Fu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly: "There are still such people who make a living in Beijing? If you have such talent and learning, why don't you take a scientific examination and use your talents for the country?"
Wanxi smiled lightly: "That's what you are ministers for. Why didn't he win, but the writing style caught the eyes of the emperor. The fault in this should be the examiners and graders."
Fu Heng's heart moved slightly: "Master Ling, what do you mean...?"
Wanxi shrugged: "I don't mean anything, I just feel that Zhang Tingyu is short of a good book to thank you, but it's a pity that Zhang Tingyu is old and I'm afraid he can't write it. As Zhang Tingyu's disciple, Wang Youdun wants to help his teacher, but it's not a plea. Or simply leaking the secret, it is better to hire someone for his mentor, and thank him for a note, maybe everything will be cleared up."
Cough cough, this is what Zhao Yi first came to the capital for, so I must thank you for the imperial poetry~~
(End of this chapter)
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