"Where can it be fake, he still came to my house, and the people are also talking about it."

"I also came to my house yesterday to propose, but my father swept the floor out." Several women who had the same experience also came forward to testify, and then turned around and asked, "Why, didn't he go to your house?" ”

"Why, he's been to my house too."

The four or five women present all said that Fang Yiai had come to the door to kiss her.

A woman is a strange creature, you don't necessarily like one thing, but when everyone else has something that they don't have, the heart of comparison rises.

The person who questioned it before couldn't save face.

"What do you mean by that room two! Is this girl not beautiful enough? Or is my family not in a good enough position? ……”

"He must be a man with no eyes, and he doesn't know how to appreciate this girl."

The woman who did not come to the door also joined the camp, complaining with an unhappy face, questioning and criticizing Fang Yiai.

They complained like this, but it made the woman who went to propose marriage can't help but have a sense of superiority, high up, a little nostrils to look at people, mainly because the threshold of the house is high enough.

They gossiped again, the reason for Fang Yiai's move, "Fang Xiang, Mrs. Fang don't care about his marriage?" Why do you want to come to the door yourself......"

"He's in such a hurry to get married!"

"This move is too abrupt, how did Fang Xiang raise such a son?"

The women present were all born in scholarly families, and they attached great importance to the number of rites, and the literati regarded it as more important than life, and it was an outrageous act to crusade against the love of the house.

When the previous topic was over, Su Shan retreated into the corner.

Listening to everyone's discussion, Xiaohuan snorted and said, "Miss, look, this person is a disciple who has gone to so many people's homes to propose marriage!" You still came to see him, this person is not worth ...... at all"

Miss Su was also a little surprised, from this point of view, Fang Yiai not only came to his house to propose, but also went to so many women's homes, I don't know how many women he wrote love poems to?

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm here to attend the poetry meeting, not to see him."

"Humph! I knew he wasn't a good man. Dude! ”

This was the first time that the young lady let go, and Xiaohuan was overjoyed for a while, proving that she was very accurate in seeing people.

At this time, she naturally did not anger Miss, and added a little oil and vinegar, hoping that Miss would completely end up with the idea of seeing him.

"Hey! The princess is Fang Er's sister, and today she suddenly held this poetry meeting, will it be ......" There was a sudden mention, and she stopped talking halfway through the words, and everyone understood the meaning.

They looked at each other and felt that this possibility was very great, and most of the women who came today were Yunying's unmarried women.

"You say, will the second son of Fang come today?"

"What does he come to do, he can't write poetry......"

The woman who felt ashamed just now sneered: "Didn't you listen to it!" Fang Ergongzi has liked dancing since he was a child, and he doesn't like to read at all. ”

"Yes, I also heard that he fell asleep as soon as he read, saying that it was more difficult than going to the execution ground."

"Fang Er, it turns out that you are such an image in their hearts, hahaha......" Cheng Chumo gloated, with some similar smells.

No one noticed that in the corner, Su Shan gradually regained her smile.

They don't know Fang Yiai's talent, so it seems that he didn't write poems for others, but only for himself.

"Xiaohuan, he only wrote me poems."

Su Shan was excited, took Xiaohuan's hand and said, of course, her voice was very low.

The little smile on Xiaohuan's original face disappeared in an instant, wrinkling Xiaoqiong's nose, and her little face was puffing up, and it was all over.

Co-authored, I persuaded myself for a long time in vain.

Miss came out to have a private meeting with the man, and wanted to let the stereotypical master know, how could she spare herself, Xiaohuan tried her best to persuade, "Miss, you can just say, didn't you come to see him...... Let's not see each other. ”

"Naturally, I'm not here to see anyone, I'm just here to taste poetry."

Although this is similar to just now, the tone and style are completely different, and it is clearly the opposite of shyness.

……

Fang Fengzhu came over with a few girlfriends, and the women immediately stopped the discussion and discussed her brother behind others, which was very rude.

"Hey, today's poetry meeting can't really be a matchmaker for your brother, right?"

When everyone was talking, they didn't have people behind their backs, Fang Fengzhu was hard to hear, several of her girlfriends were married to women, and they were more familiar with her, so they naturally had a lot less fear when they spoke, so they asked if they had anything.

"Why do you say that?"

"You wouldn't have heard of it, would you? Your brother's love is out of the limelight, and he went to the woman's house to propose, and now Chang'an is spreading. ”

"Ahh

To be honest, it was the first time that Fang Fengzhu really knew that Fang Yiai had done such a sensational thing.

Hearing this, she glanced in a certain direction, her eyes were on fire, and she couldn't wait to rush over immediately and teach Fang Yiai a good lesson.

Still squeezing out a smile, she couldn't afford to lose this person, "How come, the peach blossoms in the garden are blooming brightly, and I invite the sisters to come here today, just to enjoy the flowers." ”

Fang Yiai has also repeatedly emphasized that you should keep a low profile and don't spread your own things! Low-key is fake, his main concern is that he will be relied on by Li Shimin.

"Look, I'll just say, the princess and her brother Fang Erlang don't like to read, they only love martial arts, how can they make poems! Naturally, I won't come to the poetry party! ”

"That's right, it is said that there are five big and three thick, like military generals more than literati......" The woman who was resentful before was angry in her heart, and couldn't help but complain a few words, but before she finished speaking, she quickly shut up after feeling speechless.

With such a statement, the women lost interest.

Fang Fengzhu didn't listen to it, and he has always been to his relatives: no matter how bad he is, he can scold him as much as he says, and others can't say it!

"Humph! Who to underestimate? ”

She was angry in her heart, and immediately fought back, and said with a smile: "Today I brought two poems, please enjoy them." ”

"Hurry up and write the princess......"

The paper was spread out, Fang Fengzhu wrote with a pen, and a line of handsome words was displayed on the paper, "Jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk silk ...... hang down"

"Good poetry!"

"'I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors', wonderful!"

When the first poem came out, the women were already dumbfounded, chanting in whispers in their mouths, and with light in their eyes, staring at the poems on the rice paper.

The women present are all famous ladies, and their literary literacy is very high, so they can naturally taste the good and the bad.

"Doesn't the princess have another song? Stop whining people's appetites and write it out quickly. "With the first poem as the foundation, people are looking forward to the next one.

Looking at their expressions, Fang Fengzhu smiled with satisfaction.

Let them keep urging, she does not hurry or slow to write, "spring sleep does not know ......"

"Good poetry, good poetry! Both songs are masterpieces, and the princess is really hidden. ”