Chapter 88 Gift

Style: Girl Author: Taste of the sunWords: 2218Update Time: 24/01/11 15:42:49
"grown ups?"

Changying called out and saw no response, so he called out again.

Fu Jinan glanced at him and said, "I'm not deaf yet, so there's no need to speak so loudly."

Changying smiled and touched his nose and said, "The Emperor is still waiting for you."

Fu Jinan turned around and came out from behind the desk, throwing a box over.

Changying stretched out his hand to catch it and heard: "Send this to the Champion House."

Changying lowered his head and glanced at the box in his hand. It was the size of a palm and made of fine golden nanmu. The peony pattern on it was exquisitely carved. It looked like a tribute at first glance.

He didn't dare to open it and put it away carefully.

When Fu Jinan came to Chengguang Hall, the prince and Shen Boli happened to come out one after the other.

"Wei Chen has met His Highness the Crown Prince."

Fu Jinan bowed and saluted the prince.

"It turns out to be Mr. Fu. Father is waiting for you. Come in quickly."

The prince, Lu Jingyu, is eighteen years old this year. He has been weak since he was a child and is not good at martial arts. This is the emperor's biggest worry. But fortunately, the prince has a gentle temperament and good knowledge, so his prestige in the court has always been good.

As a bachelor of the Hall of Literature, Shen Boli has always been responsible for the prince's homework. Today, the emperor also intends to take an exam, so the two of them came together.

Seeing Fu Jinan, Shen Boli nodded slightly: "Master Fu."

"If there's nothing wrong, I'll go in first."

After receiving the prince's nod, Fu Jinan strode away.

The prince glanced at Fu Jinan's tall and strong back, and even his normal walking seemed to bring a strong wind.

With envy in his eyes, he whispered: "Master Shen, if I were half as good as Master Fu, wouldn't my father be happier?"

Shen Boli lowered his head and said, "Your Highness, you are the prince and Master Fu is a minister. There is no need to compare."

The prince shook his head and smiled: "Yes, it's just a mistake."

Shen Boli: "It doesn't matter if you have a momentary mistake. It is only right that His Highness the Prince can correct it in time."

The prince suddenly remembered his father's words just now and sighed: "Master Shen, but I don't want to get married so early."

Before Shen Boli could speak again, the prince turned and left.

Shen Boli looked back at the main hall and could clearly hear the emperor's hearty laughter inside, which was completely opposite to when he just faced the prince.

The emperor walked down the Danbi and stood next to Fu Jin'an. He saw that even with his head lowered, he seemed to be a few inches taller than him. He raised his hand to compare and said with a smile: "Straighten up! Let me see how you look at him." It looks like he’s grown taller.”

In front of the emperor, the ministers, no matter how tall they were, could not surpass the nine-fifth emperor, so they all bowed their heads as much as possible.

Fu Jin'an was surly by nature and never acted according to the rules. When he heard the emperor's words, he straightened up and raised his head, but his eyes were slightly lowered. At a glance, he was indeed nearly two inches taller than the emperor.

The eunuch in charge, Li Baolin, was so frightened that his legs weakened when he saw the commander speaking carelessly. However, this opening almost scared him to death.

Just listen to Fu Jin'an say: "It's not that I'm taller, it's that the emperor is getting older."

Li Baolin's legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty... forgive me!"

The emperor waved his hands disapprovingly and sighed: "Yes, you have all grown up, but I am old."

Fu Jin'an didn't move, and then said: "I just said that the emperor is old and does not exercise regularly, so his muscles and bones will naturally not be able to stretch. If the emperor agrees, I will practice with you for an hour every day. Although I may not be able to catch up with you, I will not be able to. You’re only in your forties and you’re already called old.”

The emperor was stunned, pointed at him and laughed loudly: "Yan Hui, Yan Hui, there is no one else in the world who dares to talk to me like this except you!"

Fu Jinan returned calmly: "They are all afraid of death, but I am not."

The emperor shook his head helplessly. This was what he liked most about this young man.

After sitting on the throne for a long time, it is difficult to hear a word of truth. Fortunately, he is still beside me.

After the emperor smiled, he suddenly asked: "I heard that Madam Fang went to ask the Queen Mother for a marriage decree a few days ago, but you rejected it?"

Fu Jinan snorted softly: "It's not her turn to make the decision on my affairs."

Her tone was arrogant, and she didn't regard Fang as her legitimate mother at all.

The emperor was also a little displeased: "I'll give it to you if Fu Shiheng doesn't want it. It's a shame this brainless couple can think of it!"

He raised his eyebrows, looked at Fu Jinan and said: "But how did I hear that you personally saved that girl from the Luo family a few days ago? I heard that her appearance is beautiful, and she has the face of a moon-shy flower. It's just her status that matches you, so bad A little more."

It wasn't bad originally, but it was a pity that there was such a marriage, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

Fu Jinan moved his fingertips slightly and shook his head: "I just happened to be passing by to save her. What's more, didn't you, Your Majesty, intend for me to go to Jiangnan?"

When the emperor heard this, he immediately understood what he meant and said with a smile: "You always think so carefully about everything you do. But there is no rush about Jiangnan. I really have one thing that I must let you do. "

Fu Jinan listened carefully.

The Emperor: "Recently, the Northern Rong Di..."

As soon as Li Baolin heard that the emperor was talking about business, he quickly bowed out and closed the door of Chengguang Hall tightly.

At this time, Luo Ran was staring at the pair of earrings in front of him, his body trembling slightly.

"Miss, is there anything wrong with this pair of earrings?"

Chun Yu saw that the young lady had been staring at it for a long time. Just as he was about to turn his head to look, he heard a snap and Luo Ran closed the jewelry box, his face flushed: "Where is the shopkeeper of Zhenbao Pavilion?!"

Chunyu didn't understand what happened and pointed outside: "The shopkeepers all left when they saw that the lady didn't have any instructions."

During this time, Luo Ran took advantage of the opportunity to sort out her mother's dowry shop and her father's shop before leaving Beijing. She also dealt with almost all the people left behind by the Li family. From now on, she only needs to check the accounts on time at the end of every month. Can.

Today happens to be the end of the month, and the shopkeepers from each shop have sent the account books.

Because Luo Ran had to go out and prepare some things, he made a list in advance for Chunyu to deliver, and it happened that they all brought it here today.

This golden nanmu jewelry box is among some jewelry sent by Zhenbao Pavilion.

She planned to give these jewelry to Yue Wanhe and Lu Yuanyuan, as a way of expressing her gratitude for what happened that day.

Unexpectedly, once the box was opened, there was a pair of white jade earrings inside. The rare thing was that they were actually carved into the shape of a cat. The pair of black amber-like eyes were somehow made and embedded in them, smaller than a grain of millet.

If it were just earrings, she wouldn't be angry, but rather couldn't put them down.

What made her blush was that there was a painting carved inside this golden nanmu box: a young man and woman hugging each other lying on the grass, next to the gurgling water, and above the head was the blazing day...

Luo Ran didn't dare to think about the situation that day.

Moreover, the carving inside is obviously much poorer than the outside. It seems that it was carved later.

"Put this away!"

Luo Ran threw away the box as if it was hot.

Youqing responded and was about to reach out to take it when Luo Ran grabbed it again: "Forget it, I'll keep this myself. You go and see how the gifts for my cousins ​​are being prepared. I'll bring them in two days." Go give it to them.”

Youqing and Chunyu looked at each other, both confused.