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In the Jicheng Governor's Palace, there is a small peach blossom forest in the side courtyard, which is purple and red, and a group of delicate and beautiful.

Ruyi, Liu Yiyi and the daughters, no longer wearing thick cotton jackets, took off thick cotton pants, the slender figure of the whole person came back again, dressed up with flowers and branches, slim and elegant, came to enjoy the peach blossoms in the morning.

Princess Ruyi came to the north, and finally did not have to live the palace life, became carefree, full of red light, although it was cold in the north, but the northerners were good cats in winter, hiding in the house, the stove was on the kang, and it was very warm after a winter, and there was no imaginary cold.

She feels very happy, she got her wish to marry her favorite Langjun, a civil and military all-rounder, the two of them are talented and beautiful, she is a wife, sometimes she can wake up with a smile in the middle of the night, and the only thing she desires now is to be able to conceive her husband's flesh and blood as soon as possible.

The eldest grandson Wurong also lived in the mansion, and Ruyi's care was very good, she was not very old, only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she had already become a big girl, with a slender figure, the buds on her chest were beginning to see the scale, and her buttocks began to be round and upturned, and her eyes were bright.

A few women are delicate, and then skillfully apply lead Hua, it is simply more beautiful than flowers, and in the midst of enjoying the flowers, Ruyi proposed to let the eldest grandson Wurong make a poem.

Ning Muhe smiled and said: "Yes, this eldest grandson, don't look at the usual eccentric and thiefy, but she is full of poetry and books, and she is worthy of being a talented girl cultivated by the two aristocratic gates of the eldest grandson and the Gao family." ”

Princess Ruyi also looked up to her eldest grandson Wurong, because she was born noble, although she was not as good as the royal family, she was definitely the daughter of a first-class family.

Changsun Sheng is the pillar of the Changsun Valve, and he is also a second-class member of the Sui court, who has real power and has made a lot of contributions to the Great Sui. In addition, the Bohai Gao clan is also a gate valve family, famous in the north, and the ancestors of the Gao clan of the Northern Qi Dynasty have a little geographical blood relationship, even Gao Gong is from the Gao clan, this family is also amazing.

The eldest grandson Wurong grew up in these two nobles, and the knowledge, literacy, and vision he received were all comparable to those of ordinary women.

In addition, the eldest grandson Wurong is naturally smart, reacts very quickly, learns things and draws inferences, and has both wisdom and beauty, although he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, his appearance is not inferior to Liu Yiyi and Ruyi.

Princess Ruyi asked her to compose a poem, and the eldest grandson Wurong thought about it, brewed for a while, and really made a seven-word poem: "The peach blossoms in Shangyuan are bright, and the concubine Lan is in spring." Inoue Xintao steals his complexion, and the tender willow on the eaves is light. Come to see the dancing butterflies in the flowers, and listen to the warblers in the trees. Why should the forest be asked, outstanding and famous. ”

Ruyi, Xiao Yiyi, and Ning Muhe were a little surprised when they heard that she could make such beautiful and gorgeous poems in a short period of time, and secretly admired the talent of the little girl in their hearts.

At this time, Luo Zhaoyun happened to walk into the forest garden, heard a few women discussing poetry, walked over and smiled: "Who made the poem, it sounds so springy and soft." ”

Ruyi and Xiao Yiyi turned around and saw their husbands entering the peach garden, and they all chuckled, their faces full of tenderness and sweetness.

The eldest grandson Wurong was a little embarrassed, and her face suddenly turned red, because the poem she wrote just now was indeed too flashy, after all, several women are together, they are all familiar female companions, and they often talk about some topics with meat and vegetables, and the spring of the boudoir is inevitable, just like the girls of later generations get together, watch Korean dramas, and read love novels.

This time was touched by Luo Zhaoyun, the eldest grandson Wurong was a little embarrassed, her poems and texts obviously revealed a sense of teasing peach and willow, full of pink girl's heart between the lines, to put it bluntly, it is the girl's spring heart sprouting, and she began to express the mood of the beginning of her love in things.

"The husband came just in time, and just now the eldest grandson made a peach blossom poem, which is very beautiful." Ruyi walked over and grabbed his arm and said with a smile.

Luo Zhaoyun approached and saw the eldest grandson Wurong dressed as a girl, and couldn't help but light up, wearing a green shirt and dress, melon seed face, big eyes, bright eyes and bright teeth, delicate ** person, looking at the beauty under the peach blossom forest, adding a little more color, at this time the eldest grandson Wurong was full of peach, smiling and smiling, with a girlish and charming taste.

"Brother Luo!" The eldest grandson Wurong nodded shyly and called softly.

Luo Zhaoyun smiled and said: "Was it a poem made by Rong'er just now, well, the literary style is indeed good." ”

The eldest grandson Wurong twisted the corners of his clothes with his hands to avoid the embarrassment caused by the girl's heart, and changed the topic: "Just now it was just a playful work for the occasion, it can't be true, speaking of peach blossom poems, Guanyin is still the favorite of Brother Luo's song, last year and today, in this door, the peach blossoms on the human face are red, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze." With a strong sense of parting with each other in life, if you don't cherish the present, you are likely to miss it forever. ”

Luo Zhaoyun's heart jumped, this little girl doesn't look at her young age, her words are reasonable, and she has so many life insights when she is only fifteen or sixteen years old.

In fact, the eldest grandson's marriage to Li Shimin in history was only thirteen or fourteen, and now fifteen or sixteen is not small.

Ruyi's eyes rolled, and she seemed to be aware of it, if she stared at the eldest grandson Wurong thoughtfully, she was also thinking about this question, should she be generous and directly accept the eldest grandson Wurong into the Luo family and become a concubine?

But Ruyi thought that she was born in a famous aristocratic family, if she was included in the Luo family as a concubine, it was a little unreasonable, if she was a Naping wife, this was not a trivial matter, she wanted to see what Luo Zhaoyun meant, whether she liked this eldest grandson or not.

However, out of the psychology of women's jealousy, it is impossible to say that she doesn't mind at all in her heart, so Ruyi is a little conflicted, and she doesn't want her husband to take a wife and concubine anymore, so that he can spend more time with himself and spoil her.

Xiao Yiyi walked over and said with a smile: "Husband, today's beautiful day, why don't you make another peach blossom poem, let us listen." ”

Ruyi's eyes lit up, and he also echoed: "I haven't listened to my husband's poems for a long time, and I can't pass perfunctory this time." ”

"Peach Blossom Poem!" Luo Zhaoyun chewed.

"Yes, and it needs seven words, at least longer than the one Guanyin just made!" The eldest grandson Wurong smiled, deliberately asking for problems, so that he could see Luo Zhaoyun's brilliant writing on the spot.

"Long Peach Blossom Poems......" Luo Zhaoyun suddenly thought of Tang Bohu's popular and uninhibited Peach Blossom Nunnery.

"I'll have to think about it a little longer." He pretended to be muttering, thinking about the poem repeatedly in his mind, but he couldn't remember the whole text, but fortunately, the beginning and the end were well-known, and he remembered it clearly.

After a while, the four girls looked forward to it, their eyes flowing, and they were all looking forward to his poetic talent.

"Ahem, I've figured it out!" Luo Zhaoyun coughed dryly, held his head high, his spirit was flying, one hand behind his back, the other hand in front of his abdomen, quite a literati and elegant posture, reciting the poem: Peach Blossom Nunnery in Peach Blossom Dock, Peach Blossom Nunnery under Peach Blossom Nunnery. The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees and folded flower branches as wine money. When you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you have to sleep with the flowers. Day after day after flower, drunk and sober year after year...... The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at the world for not being able to see through it. Remember the tomb of Wuling Haojie, no wine and no flowers, hoeing and ......"