Hsu Fengnian saw that Wang Chudong's cheeks were swollen and red, but she still did not give up. She looked very cute. He stood on the cliff by the lake, the cool breeze brushing against his face. He was wearing a white robe with wide sleeves, and there was a red sandalwood hairpin in his hair bun. He stood with his hand on the knife, looking even more handsome. Wang Chudong carefully stole a few glances, but she always felt that she could not see enough.
This girl was probably going to have her first awakening of love. She was born in a rich family where pearls were as valuable as earth, gold, and iron. Since she was young, she was the moon surrounded by stars. Moreover, the masters all said that the little girl was extremely honorable. Wang Linquan, who was strict with his family, was only obedient to this daughter. The rest of her brothers and sisters also doted on her. With so much love, Wang Chudong was able to write "Spring Tea" without any worries. At the time, she was only six years old. When she was fourteen, she wrote "The First Snow in the East Wing" that made countless daughters of noble families shed tears. Scholars praised this poignant novel as "The First Snow in the East Wing", especially at the end of the story where a girl said that she hoped all the lovers in the world would be married. Just this sentence alone was better than a thousand books.
Although it was wantonly criticized by the great scholars of Jiangnan for not conforming to etiquette and misleading children, and there were also people who suspected that this novel was written by Wang Linquan, the ten-year-old girl who did not leave the Spring God Lake was always so maverick. She always liked to sleep and play. When she was tired from playing on the swing, she was in a good mood, so she wrote a few hundred words of the epilogue of "The East Wing". It was rumored that as long as Wang Chuxue started writing, no matter how many words she wrote, they had to be sent to the palace on horseback to be handed over to the concubines who were obsessed with "The East Wing". There was also a secret rumor that after Wang Chuxue wrote to the death of the beauty who said the famous sentence, a concubine in the palace wrote to her with tears in her eyes, begging her to be merciful and not be so heartless. However, little Wang Chuxue was not soft-hearted and firmly did not change a single word.
When the Eastern Wing was finally published, it was the festive Spring Festival, so much so that none of the young ladies and madams in Qingzhou smiled that year. Many envious scholars, who had studied the books of the sages for decades but could not make a name for themselves, called it a once in a hundred years strange event in the literary world. A scholar who was good at writing erotic poems in the boudoir did not hesitate to consider himself half a descendant of Wang Dongxiang. He highly praised the book, Dongxiang, and said that this book described the love between men and women, and did not leave any room for future generations. That poet was in his fifties, yet he was bowing and scraping to a girl who was not even eighteen yet. Naturally, he had a mixed reputation. But after such a commotion, his originally mediocre reputation did indeed grow with the help of Wang Dongxiang.
It was Hsu Fengnian who did not understand this. Otherwise, with his temperament of buying poems at a high price, how could he look down on this innocent and unaffected little girl standing next to him? It must be known that the person standing next to him was a contemporary female literary giant. Perhaps His Royal Highness would shamelessly ask for a few good poems. Since they were familiar with each other, he could ask for a friendship price.
Hsu Fengnian saw that Wang Chuxue finally did not have the strength to whistle anymore. She lightly patted her cheeks, as if she wanted to persevere. Hsu Fengnian could not help but joke, "Your friend lives in the water?"
Wang Chudong nodded and said seriously, "On the day I was born, it woke up from the bottom of the lake and crawled to my door. Father said that it would be my lifespan. When I grow up, around Qingming, I will find it to play."
Hsu Fengnian curiously asked, "A turtle? Or is it a flood dragon? "
Wang Chudong blushed and said, "How could a flood dragon crawl to my house? It is a big turtle with a wordless tablet on its back. It looks like a big turtle and is very stupid. The expert said that it was the divine beast that guarded the sea when Yu the Great was controlling the flood. When I was young, I sat on its back and swam up the Spring God Lake. When it was happy, it would dive into the water and almost drown me.
Hsu Fengnian was shocked and said, "Wang Chuxue, not bad. I didn't know that you were so talented. I used to know a Taoist priest who rode a green ox on Mount Wudang. You are even better. You are already riding a big turtle. "
Wang Chudong smiled and revealed a pair of small canine teeth. She was obviously very proud, but pretended to be modest and said, "It's just so-so."
The waves suddenly splashed and a huge monster appeared on the lake. Its shell was twenty feet wide and it carried a big tablet.
In Shuo Wen Jie Zi, it was recorded that the turtle was the biggest of the beetles. Hsu Fengnian carefully read A Brief Introduction to the Scenery of Shenzhou and Tianlu Shiyu because of the Snow White Spear Falcon. The latter's Dragon Breeding Chapter had a detailed description of the turtle. Turtles liked to sleep, especially the Kui Turtle. They did not come out of the water unless it was in a chaotic time. Now, with the Kui Turtle that was chopping the waves, Hsu Fengnian had six Fengnian and a pair of young Kui. As for the divine creatures that he had heard of, the top one was the Red Crowned Crane left by the Sword Immortal Lu Zu on Mount Wudang and the Black Tiger that listened to Qi Xuanzhen's scriptures for more than ten years.
Hsu Fengnian hugged Wang Chuxue's slender waist and floated down the cliff to the turtle's back. The little girl could swing up to three stories high. The onlookers were all shocked, so of course they were not afraid. Hsu Fengnian stood on the turtle's back and thought it was ridiculous. He looked at the tablet and found it was really blank. The turtle's ancestor was so huge that it was like a small boat. Hsu Fengnian estimated that it would be fine even if a dozen strong men stood on it. Tianlu Shiyu mentioned that riding the Kui Turtle with a Tablet could lead to the celestial mountain on the sea. The emperors of the past dynasties had spared no effort to find its trace in the rivers and lakes. The leader of the eunuchs, Han Diaosi, went to the sea to buy sandalwood. He might have the intention to find the celestial mountain.
Wang Chuxue squatted on the turtle's back and patted its head affectionately. She said, "Big Black, let's go play in the middle of the lake. Remember not to be seen."
The turtle slowly swam in the lake, as steady as Mount Tai.
Hsu Fengnian said softly, "Chuxue, you shouldn't let other people know that you can attract the Camel Tablet Turtle. Otherwise, it will cause trouble."
Wang Chuxue, who was hitting the turtle's head, turned her head and said, "You are not an outsider."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "We just met for the first time. How can I not be an outsider? I really wonder why you haven't been abducted by others until now. "
Wang Chuxue made a face and said, "I know you are His Royal Highness, Hsu Fengnian. Other than the ancestors of heaven and earth, only the Great Pillar State can make my father kneel. The last one is you. I'm not stupid."
Hsu Fengnian was relieved. He always felt uneasy when someone was trying to please him for no reason. No matter how handsome he was, it was unlikely that a young girl would fall in love with him at first sight. If it was because Wang Linquan had been beating around the bush for more than ten years, it would make sense. With Hsu Fengnian's temperament, he must have made up his mind to stay with Wang Chuxue and leave Ning Emei and the others aside. Hsu Fengnian had a headache and said, "Then you dressed like that at the ferry in the morning. Did you want to prove whether that infamous His Royal Highness is really greedy for women's plump bodies?"
Wang Chuxue didn't hide it. She nodded with a smile and said, "It's okay. Your eyes are just a little strange. You don't look like a lot of good-for-nothings who come to Mount Lao to play. Those silk dresses, thin blouses, and silk underwear were all borrowed from my big sister. I thought I would look good in them. Alas. "
Hsu Fengnian bent down and rubbed the little girl's head. He comforted her and said, "They are ugly, but when you grow up, you will look good in them."
Wang Chuxue, who was squatting, said with a bitter face, "I won't grow tall."
Hsu Fengnian laughed and took two steps back. He leaned against the stone tablet and felt a chill on his back. He placed the embroidered Winter Spring Thunder on his knees and looked at the night view of the lake. The eight-hundred-mile-long Spring God Lake seemed peaceful now, but it was hard to imagine that it was full of smoke and fire in the past. Some people were heroic with their feathered fans and silk headscarves, while some were dejected and defeated dogs. One could reach the ghost town of Xiangfan by boat on the lake. Who was the thirty-six thousand and fifty Grand Ritual of the Cycle for? The court only heard of the king laughing when he won, and never heard of the defeated crying. Take the girl's father, Wang Linquan, for example. If he didn't have a treasure bowl in his hand, no one would have bothered to find out that Wang Linquan was the one who led Xu Xiao's horse. It was interesting to say that few people in the Beiliang army had a good ending, but those who led the horse for the butcher were mostly rich and powerful.
While Xu Fengnian was lost in his reverie, Wang Chuxue had finished fooling around with the big turtle, so she sat facing His Highness in a daze. They sat opposite each other. He had a pair of knives on his knees, and she, who was only twenty-eight years old, wrote "First Snow in the Eastern Wing" with a brush and a knife. Xu Fengnian, who lived in Northern Liang and had never heard of the Eastern Wing and the Little Prince's Eastern Wing, naturally didn't know that the character of the desolate woman in the book was the girl in front of him.
Hsu Fengnian suddenly asked, "Wang Chuxue, since you are friends with the big turtle, why didn't you hold back when you were eating the black chicken stewed with turtle? I saw that you ate the most happily at the table."
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