In addition to the applause of everyone, the eldest lady couldn't help but look impressed, seeing her silent before, I thought she was just a girl like a vase, how did she know that she had such a talent, it was really unthinkable, and she was amazed, and she carefully recalled the poem just now.

Fan Zhong looked at the eldest lady with a stunned face, he really didn't expect that the eldest lady was still a master, this poetry was so demanding, he might not be able to cope with it even if he read a book for a lifetime, and the eldest lady broke the second level so lightly and skillfully, surprised, full of joy, and hugged his fist at the eldest lady and said: "Girl, your admiration for you is like a surging river, endless, like the water of the Yellow River, which is uncontrollable according to the law?"

"Oh my god, isn't this my word, when did this guy learn it, he has a future!" Yang Zheng paused for a moment and said in his heart.

Fan Zhong smiled, hugged his fists at him, and said in a low voice: "Brother Yang is really interesting, he can ask your eldest lady to help, I remember this kindness, he will definitely repay him one day?"

"Brother Fan is polite!" Yang Zheng replied, and his heart was a little happy.

"Hmph, none of you men are good, they all have no conscience, and they become bad when they are powerful?" The eldest lady said hatefully, as if Yang Zheng was the negative person.

After Sima Xiangru soared to the top, he gradually indulged in pleasure and wandered around in the fat powder pile every day, until he wanted to accept the Maoling woman as a concubine. When he abandoned the chaff and admired Shaoai when he was eating in brocade clothes and jade, Zhuo Wenjun composed a poem "Baitou Yin", and attached a book: "Chunhua Jingfang, five-color Lingsu, the qin is still in the palace, and the new sound is the same! Jinshui has mandarin ducks, the Han Palace has wood, the other things are new, the people of the world are embarrassed, and they are not enlightened by Yyin! Zhu Xian is broken, the mirror is missing, the morning dew is broken, the fang is resting, the white head is groaning, the injury is parting, and the hard work is not to read the concubine, the brocade soup soup, and the gentleman is long!" made Sima Xiangru very unbearable, thought of the tribulation of the year, and took Zhuo Wenjun to his side. Despite this, Sima Xiangru has been scolded as a negative person for thousands of years, but he has been passed down through the ages like Chen Shimei.

Yang Zheng sweated and scolded in a low voice: "Brother Sima, Brother Sima, you have made me miserable, this man is a little philanthropic and nothing, but fraternity has been passed down through the ages, and he has been scolded as an example, that is your fault?"

The eldest lady glanced at him, and snorted again, and her tone was even more mournful than before.

"This girl is really, I don't know where it came from, such a big grudge, damn, make Lao Tzu look like that Sima, Lao Tzu doesn't mean that at all, this woman is not good if she is talented, she arranged her husband, and she has to pass it down, isn't this hated?"

The eldest lady also came out of nowhere with a sense of hatred, seeing that he ignored her, her heart was even more sad, her eyes were red, and she turned her head to look at him without looking at him.

"What kind of anger is this?" Yang Zheng shook his head with a wry smile, stepped forward and whispered: "Or, I'll break through the level another day?" I didn't see him talking to herself, the eldest lady was especially annoyed, and there was some hatred in her heart, I just felt that this man didn't even understand a rough person like Fan Zhong, and when he came to speak, he felt that he was a little childish, so he didn't feel distressed for a while.

"Be careful, little baby, don't be angry, I'm going to feel distressed?" Yang Zheng shouted a few times without warning.

The eldest lady was unexpected, she was slightly stunned, turned her head with a red face, and when she saw everyone in the water pavilion looking at her, she blushed slightly, glanced at Yang Zheng fiercely, and said angrily: "You are ——?" said three words, and couldn't say any more.

"Okay, okay, such shameless words, this little brother can also shout out, and the admiration for this little brother is like a surging river?"

Xiao Cui'er and the others also covered their mouths and laughed, but the old mother shook her little hand and sighed: "Old lady, I have been running the courtyard for decades, and it is the first time I have heard such shameless words, this little brother is really a shameless master, which young lady is afraid that she will not be able to escape his clutches?"

There was another burst of laughter in the water pavilion, and it was very lively.

"Okay, this son has passed the first level, this girl has passed the second level, daughter, let's talk about the third level together, and save this water pavilion from doing business?" said the mother with a smile.

Xiao Cui'er nodded with a red face, peeked at Fan Zhong, her heart was pounding, and when she met the other party's burning gaze, her pretty face immediately flushed, and she replied softly to the old mother: "Cui'er knows!"

"Brother Fan, congratulations, you will be able to hold the beauty after another level, don't forget to invite us to a glass of wedding wine when the time comes?" Duan Yu and the others said with envy.

Fan Zhong rubbed his hands a little nervously and said, "Certainly, definitely!"

Gao Hang looked envious on the side, and said: "Brother Duan, you need to be good, why don't you also break through the two levels, and marry a girl to go back, it's not bad to give you a warm quilt when it's cold?"

Duan Yu smiled and said, "This feels good!"

The two of them laughed out loud as if no one was around, and the eldest lady glanced at Duan Yu and snorted angrily, this one was not loud, but it was enough for Duan Yu to hear.

Duan Yuzheng smiled happily, and when he heard the eldest lady snort coldly, he immediately looked unsightly, coughed twice, and said with a stern face: "Brother Gao, what are you talking about, what kind of warm quilt, I, Duan Yu, am a serious person, how can I do such a thing, can't you say it to me again?"

Gao Hang was stunned, looked at Duan Yu with a blank face, then looked at the eldest lady, and said with understanding: "That's, that's!"

Yang Zheng looked funny, stealing chickens is not a recipe for rice, and it also allows you to taste the power of the cold noodle lady.

was secretly rejoicing, and suddenly saw the eldest lady's gaze sweeping, Yang Zheng was shocked, and finally saw the opportunity quickly, and immediately restrained his smile, looking at his nose and nose, and looking at his heart, a monk who was settled.

"Hey, what do you always want me to do?" Yang Zheng asked with a smile.

The eldest lady snorted through her nose, turned her head away, and said nothing.

At this time, there was a sound in the water pavilion, and only the crisp voice of Xiao Cui'er could be heard: "Fan Gongzi, this third level is this lantern, do you want to look carefully?" After speaking, he glanced at Yang Zheng intentionally or unintentionally.

The lantern is a marquee, which is made of bamboo and wood, silk silk, bright balls, jade pendants, silk spikes, feathers, shells and other materials, through color tie, paste, braiding, embroidery, carving, and then with paper-cutting, calligraphy and painting, poetry and other decorations.

"It's ——?a marquee," Duan Yu shouted after a sharp glance.

The lantern is the most common one of the Lantern Festival, this kind of lantern is usually placed in the lamp with a wheel, on which the image of various figures, flowers and birds cut with colored paper is pasted, the candle is lit under the wheel, the hot air rises, causing air convection, so that the wheel rotates, and the paper image also rotates, the picture is continuous, the dynamic is very strong, fascinating.

Because of its ability to rotate, the marquee lantern was very popular with the literati, who often used the silk lantern to cut poems, sometimes ridicule, and draw people, hide their heads, and old Beijing proverbs, and tease pedestrians. Hence the lantern riddles.

At this time, a candle was lit in the lantern, and the lantern slowly rotated under the impetus of the heat, and after a while, it turned to one side, and there were two large block letters on the face - fine gentleman!"

Yang Zheng was a little puzzled, frowned and said, "Xijun, is this a lantern riddle?"

The eldest lady smiled when she heard this, and said, "You usually see that you are smart, why don't you even know about "Xijun"?"

Yang Zheng said in his heart: "I don't know what's curious about this, I still know about the old man's cart, do you know?"

The eldest lady laughed for a moment, and then explained: "In the past, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty gave meat to his ministers, and Dongfang Shuo first drew his sword and cut a piece of meat, wanting to take it home. Emperor Wu asked him why, and he said to bring it back to "Xijun". Xijun is the name of Dongfang Shuo's wife, and later generations refer to his wife as "Xijun"!"

Yang Zheng said "oh" and said: "The word "fine gentleman" is left on this lantern, it seems to be a lantern riddle?"

The eldest lady nodded and said: "This lantern riddle is not simple, now put aside the original canon, don't interpret "fine gentleman" as "little monarch", deduct "small" with "fine", "jun" deduct "emperor", and then get the answer to the riddle "little emperor!" Before the words fell, Xiao Cui'er said softly: "The girl is good at learning, this first riddle is solved——??" In the end, the voice was much quieter, and with a pretty red face, he glanced at Fan Zhong in front of him shyly, and then hurriedly lowered his head.

Everyone burst into laughter, and as soon as the third level was broken, everyone could hear the words behind it, so several scholars hugged their fists and said congratulations to Fan Zhong.

Fan Zhong's face was full of joy, and he kept clasping his fists in return, and at the same time winked at Miss Yang Zheng, and said with a clear expression: "Brother Yang, the happiness of the younger brother will be handed over to you, don't you want to disappoint me?"

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Note: The title of wife in the higher echelons of government reflects the hierarchy. The wives of the princes are called "Xiaojun", fine, small, and their wives are called Xiaojun. Later, it was the pronoun of the wife, and the little gentleman and the fine gentleman were later used as the general name of the wife. (Today's weekend is a lot of time.,It's going to be updated a little more.,There's a monthly pass.,Book friends who have subscriptions don't have to forget today's support.,In addition, the next chapter will be sent in the old time.,So some book friends who are afraid of the cold don't have to wait very late.,Okay, don't say much.,No manuscript saved.,Lunch and continue to work.,You still have to roar before you start work.,The monthly pass is already the tenth very important.,Please vote——