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The residence of Minister Liu.

In a large study room with a low-key yet luxurious decoration, on the large desk in front of Liu Shangshu, there lies a thread-bound poetry collection with a blue cover, which has been opened.

When the page was opened, it was the poem "Sharing the Beauty of the Moon Across the Distance" which was said to be written by only a banished immortal.

He has carefully read this masterpiece dozens of times, and the more he reads it, the more he finds it interesting.

"Indeed, the person who could write this work must be a star from heaven. It would be great if I could make friends with him. Maybe I could even get some of his divine energy."

Minister Liu murmured to himself in approval and was about to call the servant to find out who had written this masterpiece when he heard a gentle knock on the door.

The next second, the study door opened and a beautiful middle-aged woman in gorgeous clothes hurried in.

"lady."

The Minister called out and sat up straight. Madam Liu didn't come to his study often, but she came here today on her own initiative, so she must have something to do.

"My Lord, I guessed you were here."

Madam Liu was full of energy and spirits. It seemed that this matter was a good thing. Minister Liu breathed a sigh of relief. He was a patient with advanced tracheitis (henpecked), and what he feared most was his wife.

"Madam, you seem to be in a good mood. Is there something good you want to share with your husband?"

Even a henpecked husband would occasionally joke with his wife to ease the relationship.

"It's a good thing, of course it's a good thing. Master Xiahou, send someone to propose to Rong'er." Madam Liu went straight to the point. She glanced at the open collection of poems on the table and added.

"Oh, the young master Xiahou who proposed the marriage is the one who wrote "A Thousand Miles Away, Sharing the Beauty of the Moon"."

Oh……

Minister Liu's eyes were bright. Just when he had the idea of ​​making friends with the author, his wife came to tell him that the author wanted to marry into his family.

There is such a good thing. It seems that the incense I burned in the temple last time worked.

If Rong'er could really marry this man, based on the few poems he wrote in Chanjuan, not to mention passing the imperial examination, even winning the first place in the palace examination and becoming the top scholar would be a piece of cake.

Thanks to this marriage, his Liu family will be prosperous for another hundred years.

Happiness came too suddenly, but wait, no, no, this is so wrong.

Isn’t his second daughter already engaged?

Madam, that can’t be the case. You must be mistaken.

"No, ma'am, you have confused me. Isn't our Rong'er already engaged?"

Whoops!

Madam Liu sighed, "Yes, they are engaged. But the paralytic has been paralyzed for several years and has not recovered. I think he will never be able to stand up again in his lifetime.

Moreover, the paralytic has been mentally ill in recent years, and what he did is not what a normal person would do. What’s more…”

Madam Liu looked around, and the maids and servants serving beside her understood immediately and left the study one after another, closing the door.

Madam Liu leaned close to her husband's ear and said, "I heard that that person may not be humane anymore."

"real or fake?"

Minister Liu frowned, with this hidden disease, it would be difficult to deal with.

"But, but Rong'er is engaged to him, and she followed Mingdao. Even though he is now paralyzed... uh, idiot, we can't break off the engagement!"

Minister Liu still had to save some face. After all, his future in-laws were not ordinary people, and it would not be easy to cancel the engagement.

"You, you old man, what nonsense are you talking about? Is your daughter's happiness more important? Or is the morality of Lao Shezi more important? Besides, are you willing to miss such a talented person like Xia Hou Zi'an?"

"Well, this, this..."

Minister Liu was shaken. Indeed, if you miss such a talent, oh no, a genius, you really can't find it again.

"Besides, Master," Mrs. Liu continued.

"This marriage was proposed by Xiahou Zi'an, not by us. I guess he heard that Rong'er was very beautiful and talented, which made him admire her so much that he came to propose marriage.

As long as we agree, it will be done. Ronger will be a hundred times happier marrying a great talent than marrying that paralytic."

At this point, Minister Liu's heart was shaking like a windmill, "But, Madam..."

"Don't say buts. Young Master Zi'an is now a hotshot, with a great reputation. His masterpieces are being circulated throughout the capital. In this capital, it's not just our family that has a daughter waiting to get married. If we don't hurry up, there will be many wealthy and famous families vying to marry her. Don't regret it when the time comes."

Minister Liu felt a chill on his back. Yes, this kind of thing, he knew it too well.

In order to find a good son-in-law, those old guys would wait under the imperial edict for three days and three nights. As long as the candidate passed the imperial examination, they would directly arrange the marriage without any hesitation.

Such a rare talent would be fought over by all means.

If you don't want it, there will naturally be people who do.

Minister Liu nodded. "Madam, what you said makes a lot of sense. But... can..."

He still had a last bit of hesitation. If he were to go to the Marquis' Mansion in person to cancel the engagement, not only would he lose face, but the spit from those onlookers in the capital would cover half of his body.

"Master, just your words are enough. You don't have to worry about the rest. Leave it to me."

After saying that, the Shangshu's wife put her mouth close to Shangshu Liu's ear and muttered something for a while. Shangshu Liu listened, and his expression became more and more satisfied. The corners of his mouth were getting more and more upturned. He stroked a few strands of beard with his hand and made a satisfied "hmm" sound.

"Okay, Master, that's it. You just wait for your son-in-law to rise to prominence!"

Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.

Emperor Dewu was also flipping through a collection of poems published by Qinmo Book Pavilion. He turned to that masterpiece and remained silent.

This was brought in by the eunuch who was out of the palace on business today. Chen Zi, the eunuch, was the apprentice of the chief eunuch Li Deshun.

The young eunuch could read a few words. Seeing that people were rushing to buy this collection of poems on the streets, he also found a familiar friend and got himself a copy.

That talented poet was praised as a god. Coincidentally, Emperor Dewu was recruiting talents everywhere. If this person had real talent and knowledge, he would have made a great contribution.

"Your Majesty, this poem suddenly appeared in the capital today. It was sold out. Everyone said that the person who wrote this poem is a talent, oh no, a genius..."

"I understand, you little monkey. Go to the Imperial Household Department and collect the money for the book yourself later." Emperor Dewu would not let the eunuchs do a business that would lose money.

"Oh no no no."

Li Deshun waved his head and hands like a windmill, "Your Majesty, you misunderstood me. That's not what I meant. I just felt that if I had something good, I must present it to the emperor as soon as possible."