The fourth master is angry!

It seems that this time I was really angry, and the consequences were ...... I don't know if it will be very strict.

The cause of anger is not me, the process of anger is not me, the result of anger is ...... But the victim became me.

Who did I recruit and who did I mess with?

As a prince of Fujin, I see that the gate of Tian'er does not go out of the second door, guarding in my own small courtyard, nothing to bask in the sun and coax the children, what can I do, what else can I do!

Not only did I not do bad things, but I also taught my son with kindness, not only my own son, but also the sons born to other women for the fourth master, I won't talk about the hardships I suffered, and in the end, I even had to bear the anger and resentment of that man.

In the words of Hongwang: This is fate! Those who are full of food and support, their good intentions are not rewarded, they are nosy and are struck by lightning, and so on.

Intimate, or people say that my daughter is intimate, I now have a deep understanding. It's a pity that when the anger swept the small courtyard, the intimate little padded jacket rang with lightning speed, and Ding Dangren didn't let me rejoice, let me be worried, and abandoned me, and those who accompanied me were the two stinky boys who hurt me.

Yin Zhen stood stiffly at the table, holding a thick pile of rice paper full of words in his hand, and looked down at me.

The two brothers, Hongli and Hongyang, stood side by side not far behind him, their little heads tilted from side to side and looking at me, with a look of shame.

I was tempted to pretend that I didn't see the father and son, or to weakly ask, "Is there something wrong?" but the chair sitting under me seemed to be suddenly covered with thorns, which pierced my whole body, and I couldn't spit out the words.

Yin Zhen cleared his throat for me, and the paper fell in front of me, fluttering and silent.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Looking up at the bright moon, I am Guo Degang.

Who wrote this?

Holding back the wild laughter in his heart and looking at the two little heads hanging down, Yinzhen moved half a step in front of me, the jade pendant tied around his waist swayed, and the crisp sound could not hide the embarrassment at this time, as well as the clouds on his face.

Sighing secretly, it is not appropriate to be happy at this time, and it is the best policy to recognize the reality of your own sorrow.

With just a sigh, the grievance in my heart immediately flashed out, like a spring.

I really want to pull those two stinky boys over and beat them up. Who is so blind-eyed!

If you don't do it, the future prince of a good grandson wants to be that kind of person, isn't it hard to get along with yourself. What's more, you two dead boys who are willing to be the representatives of the three vulgarities that entertain the public, don't write it so arrogantly. In the river crab astringency meeting of later generations, there is still no room for him, not to mention that this is the emperor of feudal society!

It's not that you want to sell, you can sell if you want to!

Such a joyful tune suddenly sang in my heart, stirring up countless waves.

I was so angry! I knew that I wouldn't tell you any jokes, I wouldn't teach you any poems to read, and I wouldn't feel sorry at all for letting this ruthless Ama punish you to death. Hum!

Forced to calm down and look down, the more you look, the cooler your heart becomes.

I finally understood why Yinzhen's face was a little blue when he entered the door, because I didn't need to look in the mirror at this moment, I knew that my face must be blue. It's not that I'm angry, it's that I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I will die without a place to bury because I mistook the son of the fourth master, the future emperor and prince.

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. By asking where the restaurant is, Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu.

Weicheng is light and dusty towards the rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. persuaded Jun to have a glass of wine, and Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.

The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river. The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it was not as good as Wang Lun to send me love.

The long wind sends autumn geese thousands of miles, and you can be a tall building for this. Penglai article Jian'an bone, at this time it is better to have a son than nothing.

Seeing this, my tears, when I really drew a knife and cut off the water, the water flowed more, and the glass was even more sorrowful.

I've been idle and bored these days, and I think that Yinzhen will punish his sons for reciting poems if he has something to do, and he kindly wants to help them. Now it seems that my happy education method is really not good, not only did it not help my son, but it hurt others and myself.

This sentence is better than nothing at this time, it is really an unpredictable prophet, and it can be used as my inner monologue today. I wonder if Yinzhen is the same as I think......

People say that raising children to prevent old age, and if I want to marry the future emperor, I don't have to worry about being old and having no one to support me. In this case, why should I bother to work so hard all my life to regenerate and give birth to such a terrible son who ruined the rest of my life.

I knew that I would eat the evil fruit today, why bother to enjoy the joy and life in the first place!

Yin Zhen's face was still not good, although it looked a little calmer than just now, it was still like the calm before the storm.

I feel that I am a little broken and resigned to my fate, not only all the weak hearts are afraid of disappearing, but I am not even afraid of death to recite a poem, which is still written by foreigners, which is the famous sentence: Let the storm come more violently.

"Where's your poem? ”

Hearing someone's helpless cold voice, I raised my head in shock, "What?"

Yin Zhen pointed to the two villains behind him, and the words he said seemed to be gritting his teeth, "Teach the two of them to sing the song." ”

Damn, you two can't tell a little lie about betraying me so thoroughly? Why are you so honest!

Looking at the father and son in front of me weakly, I felt that I had really too many good days, my body was so well recovered, it was not easy to faint, was it good to pretend to be dizzy?

Yin Zhen stood without saying a word, his eyes staring straight at me, his outstretched hand still spread out in front of him, waiting.

"Oh...... Let Bang'er take it. Zhizhiwu lowered his head and looked at the tip of his shoe, and just after finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at him with instantly widened eyes and added, "I didn't give it, it was herself, she snatched it." ”

Bad girl, let you abandon me when you are in danger, then don't blame me for confessing to you, anyway, you Ama is angry, one of us counts as one, and no one wants to escape.

Red is back, holding the root of sin in his hand - a modern poem skewering "Self-hanging Southeast Branch".

This baby has been treasured by me for at least 20 years, or once when I was bored, I tried to remember it, and occasionally I was in a bad mood, so I took it out and hummed a few words, and I was in a good mood when I laughed immediately.

Now that it finally has a chance to appear in the world, I guess, it will soon be crumpled into a ball, and a graceful arc in the hands of the fourth master will return to the trash can, or it will be broken into tens of millions of pieces, and the fragrant jade will fly to all parts of this world, spreading joy to the world.

Yin Zhen's hand holding the paper trembled a little, the green tendons were faint, and the thin lips under his beard were no longer visible, I don't know if he was squeezing it painfully.

When I closed my eyes and was almost desperate, I heard his deep voice, which was good, "One month, teach them all the verses you have here, and you must be able to memorize and write clearly and know the source." ”

I vaguely saw the sun tomorrow, and I thought that it would be good if he wasn't angry, and I could accept this little punishment, and when I took the paper full of words, I almost wailed. Even if I can teach so many poems, how can those two boys learn them all, memorize and write, and ...... It's better to beat me up, I'd rather lie in bed for a month and not get off the ground.

Hongli and Hongtian are very royal, not only have no objections, but they also walked out of the door holding hands and holding their heads high, but their backs were like red arms that abandoned me when they entered the door, and they walked faster and faster.

Hongwan still didn't know what was going on, smiled and squinted her eyes and hung on Yinzhen, rubbing her Amma's arm coquettishly, without the reserveliness of a girl at all, "Amma, I heard that Hongwan is going to get married." ”

Yin Zhen didn't even glance back at her, and his lazy voice softened a lot, that is, what he said was a little amazing, "What about the wedding dress that your mother made for you a few years ago?" ”

The red hand wrinkled Yinzhen's sleeve, and covered his small mouth, the original flattering face changed quickly, and the acting skills were so high that I was dumbfounded. Before I could react, I was already wronged, my eyes immediately turned red and tears fell down, and my face was buried on Yinzhen's arm and rubbed around, "Don't, Bang'er won't marry, Bang'er will accompany Ama Eniang, and no one will marry." ”

I turned my head and stopped looking, I really couldn't stand it. If it was another woman like this, I would have to rush up and beat up, but this is our daughter, my own, so I can only endure it, endure the slight sourness and shamelessness in my heart, and decide not to see it.

Although Hongwan likes to be tired of me on weekdays, it seems that she pesters her Amma, and I am really ashamed of myself when I play that energy, even if I go back for 20 years, I can't learn her obsession. No wonder Ruyi said that Yinzhen couldn't do anything with her, and it was even more strange that everyone said that the father loved his daughter, this is seeing is believing!

As for getting married, although today is the first time Yinzhen has talked about it, I have been mentally prepared for it, and I thought of it when I was told that Hongwan was going to marry a wife.

"Amma is the worst, and Bang'er hates you. ”

looked at Yinzhen with a straight face in surprise and Hongwan with a pouted mouth, a little difficult to adapt. Father and daughter have an awkward relationship?

Hongwan's hand suddenly pointed at me...... The paper in his hand, wiped the tears of hypocrisy, provoked the corners of his eyes and laughed again, "If you want to marry, Ama can help Bang'er find it, as long as the man can memorize all those poems for me, Bang'er will marry." ”

Is that okay?, I looked at the chaotic verses and chuckled.

Girl, don't mind, this is not playing with you Amma, it's playing with yourself, you probably won't be able to marry in this life.

No matter how many young talents there are in the Qing Dynasty, it is impossible to know the poems that will only exist in later generations, even if you can wait for a few more decades, Ji Xiaolan will not be able to memorize them all.

Yin Zhen pushed away the red hand and pointed to the door sternly, the girl was still very self-aware, stomped her feet twice and ran away reluctantly, and glared at her Ama slightly before going out.

Looking at Hongwan's back, thinking that she was going to get married, I was still a little sad, just like sewing a wedding dress for her back then, and I couldn't help but linger. The happiness of a group of children is mostly in childhood ignorance, when they gradually grow up, to the age of marriage and childbirth, the feeling of reluctance becomes more and more intense.

sighed and stood up and bumped into Yinzhen, he was still standing here.

The paper in his hand was ripped by him, and he squinted his eyes slightly as if he was looking at it seriously.

The sun was shining on the paper, and my tadpole-sized words seemed to come alive. In my opinion, these words and phrases are very loving, and they can make me giggle, I don't know if I will faint in Yinzhen's eyes.

"As soon as Houmen enters the depths of the sea?" his voice was a little illusory, like softness wrapped in sunlight, very light, unreal.

I didn't even think about it, nodded lightly and continued, "A branch of red apricot came out of the wall." ”

The side of my waist was pinched, and I hurriedly covered my mouth and lowered my head against his chest, not daring to squeak again.

I thought he would teach a lesson, but I didn't expect to wait for a long time before I heard a sullen laugh, as if coming from his chest, "How do you think about it if you can mess up like this." ”

Looking up, the smile that flashed in his eyes had not yet dissipated, the corners of his mouth that were slightly curved were tightened again, his voice became a little dissatisfied, and the corners of his eyes glanced at me with a little provocation, "If you want to win Zhou Langgu, the king will not be early from now on?"

I really want to say, "What is this, we haven't said that I and Mr. have untied their robes, and the warmth of the hibiscus tent is **", but his face was really tight, probably thinking about his future, so he couldn't allow me to spoil the supreme king like this.

Learning from the appearance of Hongwang, Tian laughed shamelessly, quickly pulled out the piece of paper that had made the fourth master unhappy and hid it behind him, rubbed it twice on his chest and tried to make his voice more delicate, "How can there be, if the master is still angry, the concubine will hang herself on the southeast branch." ”

"Well, hang up. Yin Zhen's stern seriousness scared me, it was obviously a joking mockery, which made me stunned for a moment and wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, "Don't jump up in shock when you are dying, just smile and ask where the master is from." ”