After Yaoting and Cai Yan's personal maid Cai'er served the two of them back to the house, they gave wine, red dates, peanuts and other things, and left with a chuckle.

Liu Zhang was stretching out his hand to the wine jug, but Cai Yan took the first step, and only heard her say: "Husband, please sit down and let the slave family serve you......"

Liu Zhang had no choice but to withdraw his hand.

Cai Yan filled the two cups with wine, took a glass with both hands and handed it to Liu Zhang, and said, "Master, please ......."

Liu Zhang took the wine glass, said "thank you" and raised his head to dry, put down the wine glass but saw Cai Yan looking at him blankly, only then did he realize that he had made a mistake, and said curtly: "I'm sorry madam, I've been busy all day, and I'm a little thirsty, hehe......"

Cai Yan quickly replied and said: "Wine hurts the body, since the husband is thirsty, let the slave family go to the pot of hot tea to quench the husband's thirst!" ”

Liu Zhang hurriedly said: "No, no, it's much better to go down with a glass of wine!" Today is the wedding of you and me, how can you work hard for your wife? ”

Cai Yan said: "It's not hard, serving the husband is the duty of the slave family!" ”

"I really don't need to!" Liu Zhang said again.

Cai Yan didn't insist, and renewed it for Liu Zhang.

Liu Zhang raised his glass and said: "Madam, from today on, you and I are a family, and you and I will spend the rest of our lives together, if there is anything wrong with me in the future life, I hope Mrs. can understand more!" ”

Cai Yan hurriedly said: "The husband's words are serious, the slave family is a wife for the first time, and everything is incomprehensible, if there is any misconduct, please also ask the husband to punish him." From now on, the slave family will be one with the husband, born with Qiu, died with the same hole, and in the future, he will be filial to his mother-in-law, respect his brother, and serve his husband......

The two drank a glass of wine and ate some red dates and peanuts. Cai Yan suddenly got up and took out a square box from the dowry placed in the room.

Liu Zhang said curiously: "Madam, what is here!" ”

Cai Yan said softly: "Husband, please take a look!" Then he opened the wooden box, took out a piece of cloth from it, and spread it on the table.

Liu Zhang turned his head to look, only to see the handwriting on the cloth silk with several lines of words: "Mother's hand is on the line, and the wanderer is on the shirt; Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late; Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs! ”

Liu Zhang couldn't help but wonder why this poem "The Wanderer's Yin" was written by the Tang Dynasty poet Meng Jiao, but it appeared hundreds of years ago? Could it be that Meng Jiao pirated Cai Yan? Or is Cai Yan also a traverser?

"Good poem, this poem is full of parting pain, homesickness, can be described as a wonderful work. Is this written by Madame? Liu Zhang praised it, and then asked tentatively.

Cai Yan looked at Liu Zhang, with a hint of banter in his eyes: "The husband said that he was joking, the slave family is only shallow in learning, how can he do this wonderful work." Does the husband really not know who wrote this poem? ”

Liu Zhang wanted to say, 'Of course I know, Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty', but obviously, he can't say that. He pretended to think, and after a long time, he frowned and said, "I really haven't heard of it, I must be too lonely and unheard!" ”

Cai Yan smiled lightly, like an iceberg melting and making a hundred flowers lose their face, Liu Zhang couldn't help but be stunned.

Cai Yan's face was dizzy, and he said angrily: "Husband, don't play with the slave, this is obviously written by the husband, why does the husband say that he doesn't know?" ”

Liu Zhang said in surprise: "Me? ”

"Except for the husband, who else in the world can make it?"

Liu Zhang suddenly thought that he had a habit, that is, he often felt and chanted some masterpieces of later generations, maybe he had read this poem inadvertently, but somehow he was finally heard by Cai Yan and said that it was not necessarily, so he said: "Maybe, maybe it has been too long, and I can't remember it clearly!" ”

Cai Yan covered her mouth and looked at Liu Zhang incredulously, in her opinion, a person must be deeply impressed by his own works, especially good works, and will remember them for a lifetime, and often copy them down and send them to relatives and friends, so that they will be passed down through the ages, but Liu Zhang's poem is so sincere and meaningful, he has no impression at all, this ...... It's unbelievable!

Cai Yan took out a few more square boxes and took out a few pieces of cloth from them for Liu Zhang to see.

Liu Zhang looked at it, it turned out to be "Stone Entrenchment", "Shu Dao Difficult", "Mountain Slope Yangtong Care for the Ancient" and other masterpieces of later generations, these Liu Zhang had a vague impression, it seems that he inadvertently (in fact, many times he deliberately showed his literary talent to his subordinates) stolen it, but I don't know why Cai Yan would know.

Liu Zhang said: "These are indeed my feelings, but why does my wife know?" ”

Cai Yan said: "The slave family found it from the father's bookcase, and learned from the father that these are the works of the husband, and the slave family became curious about the masked husband that day, and wanted to see the husband and see the husband's demeanor, but the father said that the daughter's family could show her face, so the slave family was not allowed to ask to see the husband." The slave family had to ask his father to read the husband's works one by one, and then the slave family wrote them out one by one, and when he was lonely, he took out a look and talked about the pain of missing. The husband may not know that the slave family fell in love with the husband at that time, and after learning that the husband was not married, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and the slave family ...... Regardless of his daughter's face, he asked his father to talk to the slave family, and was willing to serve his husband for the concubine and slave maid......" Cai Yan's face was like the famous "Red Fuji" apple in later generations, and said: "Father scolded the slave family for not being ashamed, but the slave family insisted on not changing, so my father found Xun Beijia and asked him to listen to the husband's mouth......"

Liu Zhang didn't know that he had captured a girl's heart with a few stolen poems, and when he heard Cai Yan's extremely shy words, he couldn't help but be moved and cherished, and hugged her gently.

Cai Yan said again: "Will the husband blame the slave family for not being ashamed?" ”

Liu Zhang said softly: "Fool, how could it be, I didn't plan to get married, I heard that it was you who should get married, I have been in love with you for a long time, but Cai ...... Lord Yuezhang is a great Confucian in the world, and his reputation is outside, I dare not cling to it, so I have never dared to propose to my father-in-law......"

Cai Yan said: "The husband is the lord of a state, and the father is only a minister under the rule of the husband, if he is attached, he is also a slave who climbs the high branches......

Liu Zhang smiled lightly and did not speak.

Cai Yan said: "Before the marriage with the husband, the slave family's greatest wish is to hope that the husband can make a poem for the slave family. ”

Liu Zhang's face couldn't help but blush, as the saying goes, he is familiar with 300 Tang poems, and he can't compose poems and can chant, and he happens to belong to the list of those who can't write poetry, let him write a poem, and be able to enter the eyes of Cai Yan, a talented woman who has been passed down through the ages, is definitely more difficult than killing him, but looking at Cai Yan's earnest eyes, he can't say anything if he refuses (in fact, he doesn't want to admit that he is incompetent and doesn't want to lose face), and secretly wondered: "Do you want to steal other people's works again?" ”

This question is actually useless, because Liu Zhang has already begun to think about which one to use to move Cai Yan while asking himself!

After a while, Liu Zhang took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone (Shu paper Liu Zhang has not been issued for the time being, but as the lord of Yizhou, there are still a lot of storage in his room, and he will also take a few pieces of paper to practice calligraphy on weekdays), and wrote:

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless.

The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry.

Xiaojing but the clouds and temples have changed, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight.

There is no way to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent to visit.

Cai Yan was immediately attracted by this poem "Untitled" by Li Shangyin, and despite the fact that its ink was not dry, he gently picked it up and read it in a low voice.

After reading it three times in a row, Cai Yan raised his head and looked at Liu Zhang eagerly.

Liu Zhang was a little embarrassed, hugged Cai Yan gently, and said, "Can the graffiti work still enter the eyes of Mrs.?" ”

Cai Yan said: "The talent of the husband, the slave family is beyond the reach of the dust, I don't know if this poem has a name?" ”

Liu Zhang said: "If you can't think of a proper name for a while, let's call it Untitled!" ”

Cai Yan was slightly disappointed, originally she wanted to choose a name for herself, but after thinking for a long time but couldn't find a suitable one, she thought about it again and again and felt that this poem was poetic and difficult to describe, and it was more appropriate to say that it was not famous, so she said: "Then please ask the husband to fall into the name, the slave family wants to collect, and when the husband goes out in the future, the slave family can take a look at it and relieve the pain of missing!" ”

Liu Zhang was not polite and wrote his name.

After Cai Yan waited for the ink to dry, he carefully folded it and put it into a red lacquered wooden box for the wedding.