My name is Chang An, your name is Gu Li

"Yes, sir." Huaiqin nodded and turned to leave.

Chang An helped Gu Li back to the room, and then asked caringly: "How are you, are your feet sore?"

"No, Doctor Zhang said that my feet are just a little swollen, not sore." Gu Li shook his head and said.

"Then let me massage Gu Niang's feet again?" Chang An smiled and suggested after he and Gu Niang kissed each other.

"This is what the doctor said. Madam Gu won't disagree, right?"

"Of course not." Gu Li sat on the bed consciously, and then moved slightly towards the inside of the bed.

When Chang An leaned down to help Gu Li take off his shoes, Huaiqin walked in again and called out in embarrassment, "Young Master..."

"what happened again?"

Although Chang An asked this, he still roughly guessed what happened, and Huaiqin did not disappoint him and said, "Sir, Mr. Li is not leaving. He said that he came to apologize to you and Sanniang today. He will not leave if he cannot see you and Sanniang."

After Chang An and Gu Li heard this, they looked at each other, and then the former asked the latter: "Does Gu Niang plan to meet?"

"Apologize?" Gu Li was thinking, and then after thinking for a while, he asked: "Did he do anything wrong? Or did he do something bad to Chang Lang?"

Chang An shook his head and said, "No."

"Then why did he come to apologize?" Gu Li was obviously puzzled, and then guessed: "Is it to compete with Chang Lang in poetry and prose again?"

"I don't know," Chang An shook his head, but then nodded and said, "That's a possibility."

"Then shall we meet?" Gu Li asked.

"Mrs. Gu, you decide." Chang An helped Gu Li up, asked her to sit on the bed, and gave her the right to make the choice.

She frowned, thought for a while, then nodded hesitantly and said, "Let's meet."

"If he really wants to apologize, then it's not impossible to explain it clearly; if he comes to challenge for a duel, then it's not too late to drive him away."

"Okay." Chang An nodded, helped Gu Li stand up, and said to Gu Li: "Bring him in."

Chang An gently helped Gu Li sit down at the low table, and then poured her some tea. After waiting for a while, Huaiqin came in with Li Weihao and said:

"Sir, we've brought you here."

Li Weihao was accompanied by his friends, who were looking at Chang An and Gu Li together. Li Weihao put down the basket in his hand, then pulled his friends over and respectfully raised his hands to salute the two of them, greeting them:

"I have met Marquis Dingkang and his wife."

Chang An and Gu Li both felt a little strange when they saw each other being so polite and respectful.

"I wonder why Mr. Li came here today? Is he here to apologize or to compete in literary talent?"

"I came here today to apologize," Li Weihao said, "I have bothered Marquis Dingkang many times before because of my vanity. It was the same reason why I asked you in the West Market just now."

"I just hope that Marquis Dingkang and his wife won't be offended."

Chang An and Gu Li were confused by the huge discrepancy between Li Weihao's previous and later situations. Chang An simply stopped hiding anything and asked directly:

"Excuse me, but I wonder why Mr. Li suddenly changed his mind? Didn't you want to compete with me before?"

Li Weihao could naturally hear Chang An's sarcasm. He smiled faintly and said, "I claim to be well-read and have stayed at home for several years without knowing anything about worldly affairs, just to get a good result in the imperial examination."

"Besides, I won five prizes in a row, so I couldn't help but feel a little proud. After seeing Marquis Dingkang's "No. 1 Scholar" that day, I became competitive and wanted to compete with Marquis Dingkang."

Chang An and Gu Li finally understood, and finally understood Li Weihao's inexplicable sense of conflict. Then Chang An asked: "Why don't you plan to compete again?"

Li Weihao smiled and said, "It's because of the 'Fu on Afang Palace'."

Gu Li and Chang An were both stunned for a moment, and Gu Li asked, "Mr. Li, have you read "Fu on Afang Palace"? "

"Of course I have read it. Through its description of the construction and destruction of the Afang Palace, this fu not only summarizes the historical lessons of the Qin Dynasty rulers' arrogance and extravagance that led to the country's downfall and issues a warning, but also expresses the sentiments of an upright scholar who is concerned about the country and the people and wants to correct the world and save the people." Li Weihao said.

"Anyone who can write such an article must be a wise man who cares about the world. After reading this article, I felt that it was as good as "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" in terms of prosperity and "Fu on the Afang Palace" in terms of crisis. I could never compare with it."

Chang An touched his chin, and then asked in surprise: "Your Majesty, have you published my article to the world? I thought it was only circulated in Chang'an City."

"That's right," Li Weihao nodded and said, "At that time, I didn't know that the Ode to Afang Palace was written by Marquis Dingkang, so I responded to him pointedly. But I was blind to the truth. I hope Marquis Dingkang and his wife can forgive my rudeness."

Li Weihao looked serious when he said this, and it didn't seem like he was flattering or lying. He then handed the basket in his hand to Huaiqin who was standing beside him, and said, "Please give it to Marquis Dingkang for me. These are all fresh cakes."

"It's just that I don't know what Marquis Dingkang's wife likes, so I brought some cakes. I hope Marquis Dingkang and his wife won't dislike it."

"It's okay, it's okay. My wife loves cakes and desserts, and she can eat Mr. Li's cakes." Chang An said.

"That's good." Li Weihao nodded in relief, and then said, "I am ashamed to say that ever since I read the 'Ode to Afang Palace' written by Dingkang Hou, I have taken Dingkang Hou as my role model, hoping that one day I can be like Dingkang Hou."

Chang An waved his hands quickly and said, "I don't deserve it. I don't deserve it. I don't have much talent. I don't dare to be your role model, Mr. Li."

As she spoke, Chang An secretly glanced at Gu Li and found that Gu Li was smiling at this moment. It seemed that all the disgust and disgust she had just expressed had been blown away by Li Weihao's flattery - even though the person being praised was her husband, not herself.

But after all, what wife wouldn't want her husband to be praised?

"In prosperous times, it should be "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng", and in times of crisis, it should be "Fu on Afang Palace". You read it well. I'm not surprised that you won five prizes in a row." Chang An also smiled at this time.

"Thank you, Marquis Dingkang, for the compliment." Li Weihao felt happy for some reason when he saw that he was praised by his idol.

"Oh, oh, oh, you were the first one to praise others, not me. I haven't even said thank you to Mr. Li for the compliment." Chang An said with a smile.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Chang An smiled and said, "Forget it, forget it. I won't tell you this anymore. But I don't know, Mr. Li, you came here to apologize today. Could it be that you just knew that I wrote "Fu on Afang Palace"?"

Li Weihao shook his head and said, "Not only that, because I admire the person who wrote the "Afang Palace Fu" very much, now that I know that this fu was written by Dingkang Hou, I naturally admire Dingkang Hou."

Chang An just took a sip of tea at this time. When he heard this, the tea in his mouth: "Puff——"

Although Li Weihao said this in a nice way, why did it sound a little... awkward? Even Gu Li couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then suddenly held his stomach. He didn't need to think to know that the little darling in his stomach was moving.

Li Weihao looked at the two of them like this and couldn't help but feel a little strange. He looked at his friend standing beside him in confusion and asked in a low voice: "Marquis Dingkang and his wife...what's going on?"

"I was choked by your words."

Li Weihao was even more puzzled, and Chang An was also speechless. Even if this person won six prizes in a row and passed the imperial examination in one fell swoop, he would be killed by his own emotional intelligence - he talked nonsense like this, fortunately he met me, Chang Yonghe, if it was any other marquis, he would have been dragged out and beaten to death long ago.

Chang An then wiped his mouth, put down the teacup, and went to help Gu Li up. He then turned to Li Weihao's friend and asked, "Are you Li Langjun's friend?"

"That's right. I'm also a childhood friend of Brother Qingming." The friend nodded and replied.

Chang An nodded, and then said: "Then when we go back today, please teach him how to talk to people, otherwise I'm afraid he will lose his head. If he talks like this, it's easy for people to misunderstand him."

"Even my unborn child has begun to protest in the womb."

Only then did Li Weihao understand what Chang An and his friend meant. It turned out that they were saying that he couldn't speak - but he didn't know which sentence he said was wrong. However, due to embarrassment, Li Weihao couldn't stay any longer. Anyway, his goal had been achieved, so he said:

"Marquis Dingkang, I haven't reviewed my lessons yet, so I won't bother you any more. I'll take my leave now."

Chang An nodded, and then said to his friend: "Look after him when you go back, take him out for a walk, go to the East and West Markets to see some miscellaneous arts or something. If he stays in books all day and doesn't go out to see the outside world, it will be difficult for him to make progress in his studies in the future."

The friend and Li Weihao both nodded and said, "Okay, goodbye."

The two of them came directly to the door without Huaiqin leading the way. At this time, Li Weihao asked, "What did I say wrong just now?"

"What did you say that was wrong?" The friend said speechlessly, "Ever since you mentioned that Marquis Dingkang wrote the 'Fu on Afang Palace', you can't control your mouth, as if you were afraid that others wouldn't know that you admire Marquis Dingkang."

"It's fine to just say it, but you have to add 'admire' at the end. It seems that reading more is not a good thing..."