Fang Fengzhu was in a daze.
She listened to Hui Xiang's voice and nodded subconsciously.
As Fang Fengzhu watched the master and servant disappear, her soul that seemed to have dissipated recovered.
She turned around stiffly.
" Miss, Miss…"
The servant girl hurriedly went up to support him and shouted worriedly.
"I'm fine!" Fang Fengzhu patted her hand to show that she was fine.
" Then, Miss, these top-grade spices..." The servant girl's heart ached visibly. Not only her, but also the shop assistants in the shop.
Was this box of supreme-grade incense wood going to be given away for nothing?
"Help this young master store it well."
"Seal the box and take it down."
Fang Fengzhu instructed.
"Miss, how about…how about I hide these spices? And then say that it was stolen by a thief?" the servant girl whispered.
"Hehehe…No need.”
Fang Fengzhu exhaled lightly." This little bit of spice is insignificant to us. We can just order another batch." However, it is our greatest honor to be able to have a relationship with this young master!”
Fang Fengzhu used the word 'honor'.
That poem made her feel overwhelmed. As a famous talented woman in Chang 'an, Fang Fengzhu understood the weight of this poem.
Once this poem was written, it would be like a sword sweeping across Chang 'an!
In fact, the House Supervisor had also benefited greatly. This time, everyone in Chang 'an knew about the House Supervisor.
The servant girl stopped talking.
She gave a look to the workers beside her, and they quickly sealed the boxes and moved them to the warehouse.
"Let's go back to the residence!"
Seeing that the waiters were done with everything, Fang Fengzhu did not stay any longer and left with her maidservants.
The shop was still silent.
The customers looked at each other.
They didn't know what they should do now.
"There will be a time when the wind blows and the waves rise. This young master's poem is amazing, amazing…"
Suddenly, a female voice among the customers chanted softly. Her voice was filled with reverence.
The shop was not an ordinary shop. The customers who came here were all from good families and basically knew some poetry.
"Yes, this young man is really…I have never heard such…such…such a terrifying poem.”This person didn't even know how to describe it.
"Such a handsome and talented young man shouldn't be unknown. I wonder which family this young master is from!”Another beautiful girl called out softly with her eyes full of lust.
"Sigh, it's a pity that Young Master didn't leave his name!”Another young girl who was waiting to be married was a little resentful.
"Yes, if you leave your name, I'm afraid it will spread throughout Chang 'an in a day. Young Master, why don't you leave your name?”
" According to Young Master's words, it should be his first time in Chang 'an. Maybe Young Master thinks that we don't deserve to hear his name!”
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The shop fell silent again.
"If the heavens did not give birth to me, the Tang poetry world would be like a long night! To be able to say such words, it seems that we are indeed not worthy!”
After a long time, a faint female voice sounded and said sadly.
For a moment, the young girls in the room felt their hearts flutter.
They all thought of Xu Nian's appearance. Although they did not drink, they were already a little drunk.
Many of the male companions who came with him had bitter expressions on their faces.
They all noticed the change in the woman beside them.
However, they could only be envious.
The customers were obviously in no mood to continue shopping. They left with the poem.
Chang 'an would definitely be in an uproar because of this poem!
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Fang Manor.
Fang Fengzhu walked extremely fast.
She lifted the hem of her dress and went straight to the study.
Fang Xuanling was reading a book.
" Abba, Abba…" Fang Fengzhu called out hurriedly.
Fang Xuanling put down the book in his hand and looked up. He saw Fang Fengzhu and smiled.
He was very satisfied with his eldest daughter. It was a pity that she was not a man. Otherwise, he would not have anything to worry about in his life.
"Fengzhu, what's wrong? You didn't go to the shop today?" Fang Xuanling asked with a smile.
"Father, the top-grade incense wood has been bought by someone.”Fang Fengzhu said in a deep voice.
"Top-grade incense wood? Oh?"
"Really?" Fang Xuanling's eyes lit up. Who was it? Or Cui Boling?"
"He's not worthy!" Fang Fengzhu shook her head and said indifferently.”
"Then who is it? Longxi Li Clan? Or the Lu family of Fan Yang? Which one of the ten great scholars was it?”Fang Xuanling smiled.
"Neither!" Fang Fengzhu denied again.
"Hmm?" "Neither?" Fang Xuanling frowned. Who is that?"
"Other than them, is there anyone else in Chang 'an who can pass your test?”
Fang Xuanling was even more curious.
"What poem did you write? Hurry up and tell me!"
Fang Fengzhu took out a piece of paper from her sleeve and handed it to Fang Xuanling.
Fang Xuanling took it.
He looked over.
In an instant, he seemed to have turned into a stone statue.
The poem that Xu Nian had mentioned was recorded on it.
He was speechless for a long time.
His eyes were empty.
It was incomparably shocking.
After a long time, Fang Xuanling slowly raised his head.
"Where is he?"
Fang Fengzhu shook her head, a trace of admiration could be seen between her brows."He left without leaving his name."
"I only want to say one sentence."
"What words?"
"If the heavens did not give birth to me, the poetry world of the Great Tang would be like a long night!”Fang Fengzhu looked into Fang Xuanling's eyes and said word by word.
Boom!
Fang Xuanling felt like he was struck by lightning. The paper slipped from his hand without him noticing.
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