Suddenly, he saw a large group of richly dressed young men and simple young men rushing towards one place. Chu Miaoer couldn't hide his curiosity and leaned half of his body out to find out.
Seeing her curiosity, the shopkeeper smiled and explained: "Just a few years ago, the prefect built a cup-flowing pavilion specifically for literati, and they rushed to participate."
"Liu Bei Pavilion?!"
Fu Yunchi saw her looking at him with bright eyes, shook his head slightly and said, "I've never heard of it."
Well, she thought it was the one in the palace who meant it.
When the shopkeeper talked about this "Liubei Pavilion", he was very excited, his eyes were starry, and his saliva was flying.
"Young talents sat on either side of a flowing glass of water, placed the wine glass on top of the water, and let it flow down the stream. Whoever the wine glass stopped in front of would have to drink the wine in the glass.
Then he went down and wrote a poem. If one of the two was missing, he would be punished with three cups of wine. In the 'Liu Bei Pavilion', no matter his status or family background, he only talked about poems and songs."
It's really interesting. In this way, even poor young people can have the opportunity to meet powerful people.
She and Fu Yunqi looked at each other and smiled, and both saw a hint of eagerness to try in the other's eyes.
The shopkeeper's fingers were thick and short, and his palms were criss-crossed. He touched his non-existent beard twice on his chin, and with a look of interest on his face, he said: "This 'Fangchun Wine' is unique to Xiling. This wine is brewed in winter and matures in spring.
It's mellow and sweet in the mouth. Madam, you must not miss such a fine wine when you come to Xiling. You won't be able to drink it if you go to other places."
So you must go and see it.
Chu Miaoer raised her eyebrows, smiled at the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were like stars and moons, and one could see the expectations in her heart at a glance.
Afraid of being dispersed by the crowd, Fu Yunqi followed closely behind her. The people around him seemed to feel his ruthless expression and stayed away.
But there are always some who have no eyesight. From time to time, I give him a slap and then step on him.
With his royal aura, he always seems to be incompatible with those around him.
Chu Miao'er gently took his hand on his waist and walked towards the front pavilion.
The closer they got to Liubei Pavilion, the more they were shocked by the scene in front of them.
Everyone was sitting neatly and upright on the mat, which was just some mats made of straw, but it looked a bit elegant at this time.
Just one or two attendants holding fans were shaking them intentionally or unintentionally. Behind them was a fine screen with green bamboo and pale chrysanthemums printed on it. There was also an incense burner in front of them. Watching incense smoke rising from the burner, it was all.
It shows the noble status of the owner.
This made her extremely happy. She held Fu Yunqi's hand with one hand and her skirt with the other, and walked forward in three steps. However, she was stopped before she even took a step forward.
"Women are not allowed in."
Seeing that Fu Yunqi was already sullen, Chu Miaoer quickly stretched out his hand to hold the big Buddha.
She bent her eyes and raised her eyebrows coquettishly.
"Where is the rule that says women are not allowed to enter? Did you stipulate it?"
The boy guarding the door looked at her dress, conversation and behavior, and she must be rich or noble. Then his eyes fell on the man next to her. This man didn't look easy to mess with.
He didn't dare to make too much of a mistake, so he rolled his eyes in circles and said tactfully: "It's full of men inside. It might be inappropriate for Madam to go in. Besides, they are here to compose poems and songs, so it's better for Madam not to go in."
The two of them stood at the door and blocked the way for the people behind them, which made the people behind who wanted to get in unhappy and started to tease them.
"It is virtue for a woman to have no talent. Since this lady loves learning so much, why not go back and learn 'female virtue'! Haha!"
"As a woman, you don't study at home as a female concubine, but you show up to join a man's party. It's really shameless!"
"Young Master, is this your wife? That's it..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fu Yun came over.
"Is my wife someone you can comment on? She can go wherever she wants. I don't care. Are you qualified to take care of her?"
There was a winter chill in Fu Yunqi's tone, and his eyes were like frost piercing everyone's body. The surrounding air instantly condensed into ice, making people shiver on a spring day.
If the confrontation continues, everyone will probably disperse.
"It's true that 'a woman's lack of talent is a virtue'. You are all talented people who have read poetry and books. You don't even know the true meaning of this statement, right?"
Seeing everyone looking at each other in confusion, Chu Miaoer smiled lightly and continued: "Women should be 'righteous', not 'anti-talented'. No one will like the person next to them who is stupid, and no one will like a person who cannot distinguish right from wrong.
, your wife will keep the house in order, from serving her parents to caring for her husband and raising children. She is obviously talented, but she looks stupid and dull in front of you. That is her virtue. This is the "woman's virtue".
'The virtue of humility'."
These words caused an uproar, and the scene was instantly boiling. The boy who blocked the road turned red and was at a loss.
The woman still stood calmly in the center of the crowd, accepting everyone's attention.
Fu Yunqi's black eyes flashed, full of disbelief.
"well said!"
Everyone looked back with surprised expressions, wanting to see who the person who actually said this was.
After all, in ancient times of feudal superstition, there were very few people who dared to stand up and speak for women.
Everyone consciously stood on both sides to make way for a way out, and a young man wearing an indigo robe slowly walked out of the crowd.
He stopped in front of Chu Miao'er and said eloquently: "I very much agree with the girl's statement. Women should not be confined to the courtyard. There are thousands of things in the world, and women should have a place."
The young man has a bronze complexion, slightly curly hair scattered around his ears, dark and deep eyes that make him wild and unrestrained, his facial features as clear as a knife, and his moderately thick red lips holding a dazzling smile.
Fu Yunqi's pupils shrank to the extreme in an instant, his eyes darkened, and before she could react, he grabbed her and walked straight in, regardless of the boy in front of him.
When passing by the young man, he leaned over and whispered in his ear: "This is my wife."
Seeing his action of declaring sovereignty, the young man laughed nonchalantly, but his eyes followed the slender figure until he was overwhelmed by the crowd, then he suddenly came to his senses and walked in the opposite direction.
I didn't expect to meet such an interesting woman when I came to Xiling today. Unfortunately, she is already married to someone else.
After a round of competition among all the talents, some of them were more motivated, some had fallen to the ground and fell asleep, and only a few of them were still awake.
Presumably because they had just witnessed her elegance, these men did not make things difficult for her anymore, which made her feel more at ease.
With this feeling of ease, it was inevitable to drink a few more drinks.
"The shopkeeper will not deceive me. This 'Fangchun Wine' is really sweet and refreshing in the mouth, making you endless aftertaste."
Chu Miao'er's eyes were full of excitement, her lips were red and charming, and she whispered softly behind Fu Yunqi's ear. The fragrant smell of alcohol came out of her mouth and landed on the back of Fu Yunqi's neck, causing the skin to irritate quickly.
Unbearable trembling.
"You're drunk." Fu Yunchi moved a little away from her, feeling uncomfortable.
Unexpectedly, Chu Miaoer picked up the wine bottle beside him and drank from it.
It was obviously too late to stop it.
With a "ding" sound, the wine glass fell to the ground and rolled around, but not a drop of wine spilled out.
She fell weakly and bonelessly on Fu Yunqi's body.
"When I'm not drunk, I can still compose a poem, 'The spring breeze is beautiful, the spring sun is beautiful, the willow eyes are spring-like..."
Hearing her voice getting softer and softer, and her breathing becoming evener, Fu Yunqi lowered his head and stared, and found that he had already fallen asleep.
Her normally bright almond eyes looked ethereal and blurry at the moment, her fair oval face was stained with a drunken blush, her forehead hair was randomly scattered on her face, her red lips were stained with a few drops of wine, and she was about to fall, and she stretched out her little lips from time to time.
The small tip of her tongue licked the corners of her mouth, making her look like a pretty and lovely lady, without her usual dignified image.
Fu Yunqi touched her face and remembered what Ting Feng had said before. His mother died young, his father was useless, his sisters were not close, and they were bullied by their cousin...
"So you're protecting yourself?"
At this moment, there was unexplained distress in his eyes, and he might not even be aware of it.
After a moment of silence, Fu Yunchi reached out and carefully placed her head on his shoulders. With a push of his hands, she was already lying in his arms.
He walked steadily towards the outside, and happened to meet Tingfeng who had been waiting for a long time.
When Tingfeng saw the Fourth Prince coming out, he immediately walked forward and asked, "Fourth Prince, let me do it."
The air around him suddenly froze. Fu Yunqi pursed his lips tightly and looked at him fiercely. Just standing there without speaking could make people feel his displeasure.
Tingfeng stepped aside and thought: Did I say something wrong?
I couldn't think of a reason, so I simply stopped thinking about it and followed the footsteps of my own prince.
It was already dark at this time, and the last touch of color on the horizon had disappeared. A full moon rose slowly, spreading through the clouds and mist like water, and its bright moonlight shone coldly on the ground.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Chu Miaoer subconsciously moved closer to a warmer place. She felt like she was back when she was a child. Every time it was her grandmother's birthday, she would take a few sips. After drinking too much, her grandmother would hug her like this.
He would wrap himself in his arms and sing little songs to coax her to sleep.
Thinking of this, Chu Miaoer's eyelashes became slightly moist.
"Can you sing a song for me?"
Fu Yunqi paused.
"My grandma used to love holding me and singing songs. She would hold me and hum softly in my ears every time."
Her words fell into Tingfeng's ears verbatim, and Tingfeng sneered.
How many women wanted to be favored by the fourth prince, and they tried all kinds of tricks. Some of them fell into the arms of the prince drunkenly, and the prince was still in his arms. This was the first time that she dared to let the prince sing an opera. The princess was really brave.
"good."
What?!
The Fourth Prince, who never agreed to any request from a woman, actually agreed to sing an opera?!
Just as Tingfeng's chin fell to the ground in shock, Fu Yunqi's voice slowly came.
"I advise the king to drink wine and listen to Yu songs to relieve his sorrow and dance. To defeat the Qin Dynasty and destroy the mountains and rivers, heroes will fight on all sides. Drink with peace of mind and sit in the treasure tent..."
The mellow and hoarse voice came slowly, and every word that came out of his lips was indescribably charming. Chu Miaoer closed her eyes and listened quietly, as if she was in a warm current, and her whole body became lazy.
Feeling the pair of slender arms placed on the back of his neck, and the breath smelling of sweet wine spraying evenly on his neck, Fu Yunchi tightened his hands and held her closer to him.
"Grandma is so kind to me. Only grandma is good to me..."
"It would be nice if grandma was still here, she hasn't seen you yet..."
The starlight leaked from the gaps in the branches and fell on his body, coating the two of them with a thin layer of fairy aura.
"When I was a kid, I got separated from my grandmother. I went back and knelt in the ancestral hall for a long time. She didn't say a word to me for three days. I was so sad."
Fu Yunqi raised his lips and asked with great interest: "Why did you get separated?"
The woman in her arms burped untimely, and the aroma of wine immediately hit her nostrils.
It's strange to say that before, he would have thrown the person out a long time ago, but now he feels so cute and tight when he sees it, and he wants to embed it into his body.
"Because I met such a young boy. He may have been separated from his family. It's so pitiful..."
boy?
Fu Yunchi frowned slightly.
Chu Miaoer took out his hands to make gestures and danced. It was probably too small, but the gestures were not clear anyway.
Suddenly losing her balance, she fell violently outward.
Fu Yunqi quickly circled his hand tighter, and Chu Miao'er felt the warmth and smiled contentedly.
She rested her head on his chest, listened to his strong pulse, and fell asleep.
The man who looked like a fairy looked at the beautiful woman with a rosy complexion in his arms with a doting look on his face. The passers-by on the street stopped and cast envious eyes.
