SFS Chapter 438 Sir, aren't you afraid that the Crown Prince's wife will get burned again?
Chapter 438 Sir, aren't you afraid that the Crown Prince's wife will get burned again?
Chapter 438 Sir, aren't you afraid that the Crown Prince's wife will get angry again?
Zhenguogongfu.
Gu Qianhan hadn't slept all night and looked a little tired.
He drank a cup of strong tea, looked at the bright sky, and lowered his head to continue dealing with the mountain of letters.
It was almost noon when he stopped his busy work, called Fu Ze in, and asked him about the Ning Wang Mansion.
Fu Ze glanced at his face and said cautiously: "Second Young Master, everything is peaceful in Prince Ning's Mansion. Nothing is wrong, it's just..."
He hesitated to speak, Gu Qianhan raised his eyes, his eyes were indifferent: "What is it? Say it!"
"It was the Crown Princess who tore up your calligraphy."
"what?"
"After tearing it apart, they burned it all."
Gu Qianhan was stunned. Was she so angry? He only shook her hand and didn't dare to hug her. If he hugged her, would she burn him too?
After a long while, he smiled helplessly: "Okay, I got it, anything else?"
"Our people also said that the Crown Prince's wife burned the calligraphy copybook yesterday, and wanted to practice calligraphy again today, but she was not satisfied after looking through all the copybooks, so she simply gave up practicing."
Fu Ze smiled foolishly at Gu Qianhan: "So, I think the Crown Princess still likes your calligraphy. Other people's calligraphy is not to her liking! How about you write another copybook for her?"
"She burned it all. Why should I write to her? Write it and then burn it for her?"
"Ah, this...then why don't you just stop writing?"
"Well, what you said makes sense. I have to write it down."
Fukuzawa: “…”
"Jixiang, come and grind the ink."
Jixiang suppressed his laughter and said loudly, "Okay, sir!"
Fuze: "Sir, aren't you afraid that the Crown Princess will burn you again?"
Gu Qianhan: "Burn it and I'll write it later. Let her burn it for fun!"
Fukuzawa couldn't help but be amazed, the Second Young Master's affection for the Crown Prince's Consort was truly beyond imagination, and other people had no idea how deep his affection was. He was the only one who silently gave behind the scenes, without asking for anything in return, and never taking credit for it.
By the time I finished writing a piece of calligraphy, it was already past lunch time.
"Jixiang, give it to An Ning, and ask her to think of an excuse to send it to Shen Wantang."
"Yes, son!"
Jixiang went out with the copybook.
A moment later, Gu Qianning came over: "Second brother, why are you sending calligraphy to Atang again?"
"I didn't do anything, I just thought she would want it."
"I've already given her three paintings, how could she want more? Can you please stop being so narcissistic?"
"Just send me off if I ask you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Do you still want to go out in the future? The palace will hold a spring banquet in a few days. Don't you want to go?"
Gu Qianning's eyes lit up: "Can I go? Didn't you not let me enter the palace?"
"You can go to the Spring Banquet."
"Great! Leave the delivery of the calligraphy to me!"
Gu Qianhan nodded. Seeing that she was still standing there, he couldn't help but ask her, "Why don't you leave? Is there anything else?"
Gu Qianning walked in, looked left and right in his room, and picked up the things on his desk one by one to look at them.
"Well, this pen is nice, take it!"
"What do you want my pen for? I've used this one, and there are two unused ones on the cabinet. If you want one, pick one!"
"What? You got new ones?"
Gu Qianning threw down the old pen and went to look for a new one on the cabinet. After finding it, she frowned: "Neither of these two is as good as the one you used! Second brother, do you think I don't know the value of things?"
Gu Qianhan glanced at her calmly and said, "I know you know what's good, but your handwriting doesn't require such a good brush. You can just use an ordinary one. Leave my wolf-hair brush to me."
Gu Qianning felt ridiculed for no reason, glared at him fiercely, and took all three of his pens: "You don't let me take them, but I want to take them! I'm doing things for you, and you don't give me any gifts at all, is this reasonable?"
After she finished speaking, she picked up his inkstone and looked at it again: "Hey, this one is not bad either, it belongs to me too!"
"Hmm, the ink sticks seem to be very special too. Second brother, did you make these yourself? Can you give me two pieces?"
"Brother, how come your rice paper is so fine and smooth? Where did it come from? Forget it, no matter where it comes from, it's all mine!"
Gu Qianning searched the place extensively, took away a large pile of things and left. Gu Qianhan called her from behind, but she pretended not to hear.
Gu Qianhan ordered Jixiang: "Bring the pen back to me some other day when An Ning isn't paying attention."
Jixiang frowned and said, "Sir, this is not good, right? If I go to the young lady's room to steal something and get caught by her, I will be beaten to death!"
Gu Qianhan looked at him unhappily: "What do you mean by stealing? It means taking! It originally belonged to me, it is only natural that you bring it back to me!"
"It's just a pen, sir. Miss, just take it. You can buy another one."
"No, I'm used to that pen. I have to take it back. She's ruining such a good pen."
"Then you should have stopped the young lady just now!"
"If I don't let her take it, can she help me deliver the calligraphy to Shen Wantang? Of course I have to wait until she finishes the job before taking the pen back."
"Then you are just killing the donkey after it has done its job. How immoral."
"I have done so many immoral things, and this one is not the worst."
Jixiang could only lower his head and take the task of stealing... the pen.
On the second day, Gu Qianning took a carriage to Prince Ning's Mansion.
Shen Wantang knew that she was coming yesterday, so she specially brought the maid and the nanny to greet her at the second gate today.
Seeing her coming to greet him personally, Gu Qianning curled her eyes happily: "Atang, I'm here to play with you!"
Shen Wantang smiled at her: "I wish you could come here every day!"
Gu Qianning immediately shook her head: "That won't do. I almost emptied my small private storehouse with one visit! I can't handle it if you come every day!"
Shen Wantang laughed: "Why bring anything with you? It's enough that you're here. Don't bring anything with you next time."
Gu Qianning leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I also stole my second brother's things. Take a look later. If there is something you like, you can keep it. If you don't like it, we will throw it away!"
When talking about Gu Qianhan, Shen Wantang's smile froze slightly, but her expression quickly returned to normal.
She took Gu Qianning to her own yard.
Gu Qianning's maids brought in box after box, and opened them one by one. Inside were either exquisite and beautiful snacks, or various jewelry picked by Gu Qianning herself, as well as all kinds of strange little gadgets.
She even brought Shen Wantang two koi fish that she raised herself, one red and one gold, which were very festive and beautiful.
Gu Qianning held the last box herself and did not let anyone open it.
She drove everyone out, and only she and Shen Wantang were left in the room. Then she happily opened the box.
"Ah Tang, look, I got you my second brother's best pen! Don't you like practicing calligraphy? When you practice with it, your handwriting will surely be more beautiful than my second brother's!"