Chapter 646 (1/2)
At noon the day after returning from the Palace Banquet, Mrs. Wuhou, accompanied by the girl and her mother-in-law, wore the down jacket that Tian Yuqiao gave her, and slowly walked directly from the crab garden to the Tian family.
Wang received the report from his servant and hurried out to meet him.
”Oh, it's my sister! I was going to visit you at home. I heard that the two children almost got into trouble when they were in the palace ~”
Seeing that there was still a worried look on Wang's face, Mrs. Wuhou smiled and said, ”it's all right. The children are still young, and the dignitaries in the palace will not care about them. On the contrary, Wulang's child showed quite outstanding performance and was rewarded.”
”Oh? Wulang brought me a hundred liang of gold this morning, but he didn't tell me why.”
”Don't panic, it's all learned by Wulang. He wrote a poem, which seems to be very popular with the queen and the Empress Dowager. Even his majesty read his poem himself. These one hundred Liang gold is a colorful head.”
The little guy also read the ”golden Hamamelis” to his family in public. Even people who don't know poetry think this poem is well written.
There was a sound of compliments in the yard, and the little guy turned his mouth. He had been used to this situation for a long time.
At this time, master Liang was holding a piece of paper on which was the poem worth one hundred liang of gold he asked from his apprentice.
”Hahaha, it's interesting. I'm an apprentice. I'm really a demon. Good, good, good.”
A contemporary Confucian was so excited that he sat on the Kang and patted his thigh because of a poem by his apprentice. Alas, it's a terrible sight, but fortunately, no one dares to laugh at him.
Wang's side saw that it was time for lunch, so he arranged it himself. At noon, he invited Mrs. Wuhou to have hot pot at home and planned to send someone to invite him.
”Don't bother. My master hasn't come down yet. We don't care about him. There's a big gossip. I came to tell my sister today.”
Then the two good old sisters held hands and began to talk about the gossip of a fat woman.
”It's the scum wife of the Minister of war's family. Tut Tut, it's really outrageous. She lost someone in the Imperial Palace, and she was still in front of the ladies in the whole imperial city. Early this morning, I heard that the people in charge of purchasing in the government came back to report that she has now won a ten point reputation.”
Wang's interest was also aroused. He leaned forward curiously and asked, ”Oh? Please tell me quickly, don't tempt people. What's a loud name?”
Mrs. Wu Hou said with a smile, ”Mrs. turtle!”
”What fish?”
”Turtle.”
Wang was a little puzzled. He frowned and asked, ”I've heard of goldfish, carp and wooden fish. What is this fake fish, and is it true or false?”
”Hahaha, sister, you're not right. It's not a fake fish. It's such a big, round thing that looks like a turtle. It's good for making soup, especially for men. It's precisely because of this new thing that the woman got the reputation of Lady turtle.”