Chapter 30 Is This Also Called Poetry?

Xu Wanjun didn't know that her cousin had met by chance on the bank of the Qinhuai River outside the city before, otherwise, she wouldn't have said that. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Wanjun!"

Although she didn't have the same room with Zhu Song last night, Xu Miaojin's pretty face was still red with shame when she heard her cousin say 'her body was just broken'.

"Sister Miaomiao, what's so embarrassing about this?" Xu Wanjun, who looks gentle, is not embarrassed when it comes to women's private topics, "Besides, when I leave the house, the nurse ...... all those things."

"Miss Tang, my uncle didn't share a room with Miss last night!" Xiangxiang saw that Miss Tang was getting more and more outrageous, and couldn't help but interject, "Moreover, Miss Tang will not live in the same room with her uncle in the future, Miss Tang, you should be careful!" ”

"Huh?" Hearing Xiangxiang's words, Xu Wanjun's ruddy little mouth suddenly rounded, and she exclaimed, "Sister Miaomiao, why is this?"

"Miss Tang, let's talk about it!" Xiangxiang opened her mouth and opened the conversation directly: "That was half a month ago, and it was ...... at that time."

Xiangxiang has a talent for storytelling, but it was the simplest chance encounter, but when it came to Xiangxiang's mouth, it became a conspiracy with ulterior motives.

Even with it, the two bear children have become unwitting public actors, and the protagonists are Xu Miaojin and Zhu Song, who led the whole conspiracy.

"No, I think His Highness is very talkative, it seems to be very different from His Royal Highness King Han who is rumored in the city!"

After listening to Xu Wanjun, who was told by Xiangxiang, her brain was a little stunned at that time, thinking about the polite Zhu Song she had seen before, and then thinking about all kinds of bad comments about Zhu Song, I always felt that these two people were not equal.

"That's all appearances!" Xu Miaojin's face was full of sorrow, "As the so-called knowing people and knowing faces do not know their hearts, what kind of person is he, if he can only be seen from the surface, then he is not King Han!" ”

"Then Sister Miaomiao, you can't just keep it deadlocked, right?" Xu Wanjun hesitated for a moment and said, "After all, Sister Miaomiao is also the princess of the palace, if my cousin knows about your treatment in the palace, I am afraid it will be ......."

"Wanjun, don't worry!" Xu Miaojin knew what Xu Wanjun meant, "Since I have married Zhu Song as my wife, I am naturally a person from the Han Wangfu, even if the Han King is not angry, I will also take the responsibility of the Han Wangfu, after all, we are not just the Xu family now!" ”

Da-da-da-da!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Xiangxiang rubbed her cheeks and asked.

"The maid was ordered by Bai Changshi to invite the princess to go to the 'Changqing Palace' in the middle courtyard to hand over some of the palace's internal affairs!" Outside, a crisp voice rang out.

"Miss?" Xiangxiang turned her head and glanced at Xu Miaojin.

"Go first, I'll be there!" Xu Miaojin responded and stood up directly, "Wanjun, come with me to take a look, this huge palace, my sister can't manage it alone, and I need your help when the time comes!" ”

"Yes!" Xu Wanjun is just Xu Miaojin's companion, and her cousin trusts her so much, Xu Wanjun is also very happy.

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The Central Dean Qingdian is the place where the palace deals with daily affairs, and those stewards in the palace on weekdays will report to Bai Fuyu about the internal affairs of the palace they are responsible for.

Before the wedding, Zhu Song had already put down his words, and all the internal affairs of the palace in the future, including fields and houses...... And so on, all handed over to the princess.

Today is the second day after the wedding, Bai Fu sorted out these things, called several chief stewards in the palace, and prepared to hand over the internal affairs to the princess.

"Lord Bai, it's only been two days since you got married, isn't this kind of handover a bit too hasty?" In the hall, a white-bearded old man wrinkled his brows, "There are still many industries in the house that have not been cleaned up, and when the princess asks, we can't answer?" ”

"Alas, His Royal Highness has been messing around all these years and has lost a lot of family business, if the princess asks, let's tell the truth!"

Bai Fu shook his head, as if he had to say something, and at this time, Zhu Huixuan's voice came from outside the hall: "Grandpa Bai, Grandpa Bai, are you here?"

"Two little boys? How did they get over? Bai Fu raised his eyebrows, nodded to one of the guards, and said, "Go pick up the two sons." ”

"Yes!" One of the guards nodded and stepped out.

It didn't take long for the two little ones to come to the inner sanctum.

Bai Fu saw that Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Huixuan were led in, and asked a little strangely, "Little boy, why are you here?"

"Great, Grandpa Bai, you're really here!" Seeing Bai Fu, Zhu Huixuan was very happy, he didn't say anything else, but directly opened the rice paper and said, "Grandpa Bai, can you teach us this poem to read?"

"Poetry?" Bai Fu was stunned for a moment, took the rice paper and glanced at it, and said in his heart: "This word is so ugly!"

Let's not talk about the content of the poem, this handwriting alone makes people frown, Bai Fu has lived for such a long time, and he has never seen such an ugly word.

There is no way, although Zhu Song has reached the peak of the bodyguard industry in his previous life, he is obsessed with martial arts, and it is not easy to be able to write these traditional characters, and how beautiful can he write the characters?

Bai Fu, who had been slandering in his heart for a long time, shook his head and continued to read: "One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces......"

Just the first two sentences, where is this called poetry, it sounds like a child counting petals.

"Thousands of pieces, thousands of pieces, countless pieces, flying into the reeds are always gone."

The last two sentences are the finishing touch, revitalizing the first two sentences and giving the whole poem an artistic conception.

I didn't expect poetry to be able to do this!

"Little boy, who made this poem?" Pinching this thin piece of rice paper, Bai Fu looked at Zhu Huixuan.

"Uncle Song did it!" Zhu Huixuan was very honest, "Grandpa Bai, you better teach the two of us quickly, we will go to Uncle Song in a while!" ”

"Your Highness?" Bai Fu smiled bitterly in his heart, he should have thought that only His Royal Highness of their family could write so ugly.

Seeing that the expression on Bai Fu's face was wrong, Zhu Zhanji's face twitched, and he asked a little nervously, "Grandpa Bai, is this poem difficult to learn?"

"No, no, no, it's easy to learn!" Bai Fu came back to his senses, waved his hand again and again, and said, "Come, I'll read a sentence, you read a sentence, one piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, ......."

The two little guys pinched the piece of paper, shook their heads and learned poetry, and at this time, a guard came to report: "Lord Bai, the princess is here!"

"Oh, please come in...... No, I'd better go and greet you! ”

This poem is very easy to learn, the two little guys are already almost the same, Bai Fu simply stopped caring about the two little guys, and walked out of the hall directly.

"Xiaguan Baifu, I've seen the princess!"

Seeing Xu Miaojin in a plain white pleated skirt at a glance, Bai Fu hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

"Uncle Bai is exempt!" Xu Miaojin raised his hand weakly, looked at Bai Fu very seriously, and said: "Uncle Bai, you are the old man of our palace, there are still many affairs in the palace that need to rely on you, you don't have to make such a big gift when you see me in the future!"

"In this way, the lower official has thanked the princess!" Bai Fu was not polite, "Princess, everything is in the inner hall, and the lower officials are ready, please follow me to the inner hall!" ”

Xu Miaojin nodded, and led Xu Wanjun to follow behind Bai Fu towards the inner hall.

Before entering the inner hall, as soon as he arrived at the door of the inner hall, Xu Miaojin heard two immature children's voices from inside:

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces......"

"Uncle Bai, why are these two children here?" Listening to the familiar children's voice, Xu Miaojin asked a little strangely.

"His Highness asked them to come!" Bai Fu shook his head a little amusedly, and said, "I don't know what His Highness thinks, sending the two little princes over is just to let the lower officials call them two to teach them a poem!"

"Oh, what poem?" Xu Miaojin said: "Is it that the two of them can read this poem now?"

Bai Fu nodded and did not speak.

"What kind of poem is this?"

As a famous talented woman in Nanjing, she can be sure that she has never heard this kind of poem, the first two sentences are like a naughty boy doing, but the back sounds quite eye-catching, which makes people sigh in their hearts.

Bai Fu smiled and looked at Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Huixuan, who were still shaking their heads and remembering every word, and said, "The two little princes said that they were done by His Highness, and they will definitely ask His Highness when they turn around, what is this poem called!"

"What did he do?" Xu Miaojin's eyes flashed with surprise, but he didn't expect this guy to have some talent.