Datang: You Can't Imagine the Happiness of the Prince

At this moment, Li Shimin looked at Wan Kuan, who was full of confidence, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Having disturbed the owner for so long today, it's time for X to leave!" Li Shimin got up and made a gesture to leave.

Wan Kuan was overjoyed when he heard it, this annoying spirit was finally leaving.

Unexpectedly, Li Shimin walked to the door and suddenly turned around: "The owner's talent is amazing, it's a pity to be buried in this kitchen."

Wan Kuan smiled smugly: "This thousand-mile horse is often seen, but Bole is not often seen."

When Li Shimin heard it, he thought that Wan Kuan had the intention to serve the society, so he said, "The owner is no better than self-pity, maybe this Bole suddenly appeared."

"Thank you for your auspicious words!" Wan Kuan handed over and sent Li Shimin away.

Watching Li Shimin lead people down the stairs, Wan Kuan waved to Xiao Laizi beside him.

"Master, what are your orders?"

"Tell the counter that this guest's meal price will be doubled today!"

"Ah? Young master, why is this?"

"It's a waste of time for the young master, asking so many questions, it's not bad to confiscate his conversation fee."

Wan Kuan muttered, and went back to the hut to continue to doze off.It is noon now, and my two virtuous brothers will not come.

And Xiao Laizi scratched his head, what does this talk fee mean?

This Li Shimin walked out of the Wanfu Building.The old eunuch behind him threw a golden leaf to the accountant on the cabinet, and left without looking back.

The accountant was a little surprised, this guest was very generous!

Li Shimin returned to the palace contentedly, while Wan Kuan was lying on the reclining chair and dozing off.

Those scribes who came to Wan Kuan to discuss their literary talents got Wan Kuan's calligraphy and left happily.

For a time, whether in the palace, the court, or the market, Wan Kuan's name spread like wildfire!

=== Chapter 36 Wan Kuan was robbed ===

There are always many lively events in Chang'an. In recent days, the streets and alleys of Chang'an have been talking about a name, that is Wan Kuan.

"Have you heard? The owner of Wanfu Building is the reincarnation of Wenquxing!"

"What Wenquxing is reincarnated? That is Wendexingjun coming down to earth!"

"Two brothers, who are you talking about?"

"Wan Kuan, the owner of Wanfu Building! You don't even know this?"

There was contempt in his tone, as if in Chang'an now, if he didn't know Wankuan, he would be despised!

And in the restaurant, the diners are still talking about Wan Kuan.

"I received a gift from Wan Kuan from a brother in the Imperial College. My brother said that Wan Kuan's calligraphy is magnificent and graceful like a dragon, even more powerful than the contemporary Yu Shinan!"

"What's this new? I also have a Xiongtai who also got Wan Kuan's calligraphy. This calligraphy is second, the key is Wan Kuan's talent. The poems of Wan Kuan are amazing!"

"This brother, can you say a word or two, let me see and see!"

"Humph! I am born with talent, and I will come back when my daughter is gone! How about this poem?"

"Wonderful, amazing! Xiongtai, can you read the whole poem?"

"This? That's the two sentences on that calligraphy!"

"Hey! There are only one or two sentences on the calligraphic treasures that Wan Kuan sent. If you want to know the full text, you can only ask Wan Kuan!"

In Taipingfang's Yingguo mansion, Wu Shun'er was sitting in the study looking at the verses she copied on the table, and she was a little lost for a while.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

A playful voice came over, and Wu Shun'er was startled. A pair of white and tender hands clapped his chest, and his face turned pale.

Wu Shun'er looked back at her younger sister, and couldn't help but say with anger: "It's still so big, but I'm still surprised. Mother sees it, and it's time to tell you!"

Wu Mei'er smiled lightly, then leaned beside her sister, looking at the delicate small print on the desk, she couldn't help showing a teasing look!

"Sister, do you miss that Wan Kuan again?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Isn't this what you copied from Wan Kuan's poems? Shaohua is not reserved for young people. I hate Youyou, when will you stop! Even doing Chunjiang is full of tears, I can't shed it all, I have a lot of sorrows! Ouch! It's so lingering, I don't know where to write it. Miss's?"

Wu Mei'er made a strange voice, saying that her sister's face was pink.Wu Shun'er directly put away the verses she had copied.

"Sister, now the whole city of Chang'an is preaching the poems of Wan Kuan. I have inquired a lot about my sister. Do you want to listen to me, sister?"

"Really?" Wu Shun'er's eyes lit up, and her beautiful eyes flowed like a picture scroll.

But after seeing her sister's sly expression, Wu Shun'er knew that she had been fooled.

"Stinky girl, you're here to entertain my sister again!"

Wu Mei'er smiled proudly: "Call me my sister when it's useful, and be a stinky girl when it's useless. Unfortunately, I also inquired about Wan Kuan's news, no one wants to hear it, forget it!"

After all, Wu Mei'er was about to leave, but Wu Shun'er immediately stopped her.