"Auntie, thank you!" Xiao Fuqing is so loved, she smiled and thanked her with a pure voice, and the beauties were overjoyed.

The eighth sister praised: "Xiao Fuqing is so lovely, hurtful, and sensible, it is really enough to be a hundred years old!" ”

Ling'er didn't know how to give back to the eighth master, and looked at Concubine Wen helplessly.

Concubine Wen thought for a while, picked up Fuqing, got up and praised: "People say that the pen is as powerful as a rafter, and the pen is like a rafter, I think, the eighth sister with sharp teeth is really an out-and-out beautiful aunt in Fuqing, you, the master of prophecy, can be described as passionate, high-spirited like a rainbow, and Lanxin Huikou." The eighth sister of Chrysostom Yuyan, I thank you on behalf of Fuqing, I wish you a great blessing and a great blessing, to be able to live for so long, as soon as this word comes out, it is actually a word of God! Wave after wave of applause was immediately remembered all around.

Ling'er thought for a while, and she enthusiastically proposed, "Why don't you take this opportunity to recite the greetings together, okay?" That's what the time is right. ”

"Yes, in what mountain, what song to sing." Those present chimed in.

"Long live my emperor, long live, I wish Niangniang a thousand years old!" Everyone wished in unison, and all smiles were on their faces.

"But I don't know how to wish the little master." It's time for everyone to mutter at the same time, and asked in unison, looking helpless and embarrassed, after all, today is celebrating the birthday of the little master.

"Bless the celebration of 100 years old, 100 years old, 900 years old!" Ling'er had already thought about it that morning, she wanted to surprise her best sister.

"Bless the celebration of 100 years old, 100 years old, 900 years old!" As Ling'er's words fell, everyone's words were round, their voices were sonorous and pleasant, and they enthusiastically congratulated in unison.

"Come, Qingqing, my little aunt is really good at talking. Follow the rhythm of the queen mother and wish yourself again, 100 years old, 100 years old, 9, 100 years old-".

"Hundred, hundred, hundred, nine, hundred, old-" Fuqing's squeamish voice was wonderful, like a natural sound, and the people present were stunned, and they actually forgot to clap and applaud.

"Everyone, we all know the unpredictability and helplessness of life, even if we can't live to be 800 years old of Peng Zu, or 900 years old of Peng Zu's master, but, no matter how long or short, as long as we are happy, we can do it, do you say yes?" Concubine Wen expressed her opinion energetically.

"Yes—" everyone replied in unison.

Concubine Wen thanked everyone for their support, and looked at the table full of "Catch Zhou Le", she touched the child's forehead lovingly, ha, she was actually sweating, and the child was tired! Happiness makes adults happy, I'm afraid the children are already tired and exhausted, but they just can't say it.

Everyone left, and Ling'er instructed the palace maids to properly put away these weeks, so that Xiao Rutian could catch them next time. "Sister, tonight, you must tell Banzai about today's Fuqing's hard work to catch the interesting story of Zhou, so as to be worthy of Xiao Fuqing. This guy is laughed so hard by everyone, and he won't cry, but it can be regarded as Taishan collapsing in front of him without changing his face, and when the time comes, Banzai will definitely be dumbfounded. It's better for you to tell a story to the little birthday star as soon as possible as a birthday gift for the queen mother. ”

"Eighth sister is so good, thank you for your proposal. Okay, I'll talk about one for Qing'er right away. Concubine Wen's heart was overflowing with warmth and touch, this sister can put herself in the shoes of others at any time.

"Child, princess, the queen mother will tell you an interesting story, and you must also learn from this ancestor, of course, you can learn as much as you can, and the queen mother will never be difficult for you.

There was a young genius who wrote a lot of poetry in the Tang Dynasty, and he was Bai Juyi.

Bai Juyi began to compose poetry at the age of five or six, and was very familiar with the sound and rhyme of poetry when he was nine years old. His mother was a loving, strict, and cultured woman who served as Bai Juyi's enlightenment teacher.

No matter day or night, her mother always taught her son with poetry books, but after all, children are children and sometimes lazy. At this time, his mother did not beat and scold him, but reasoned and urged him to make up for the missing study tasks little by little.

In this way, Bai Juyi gradually developed a good habit of studying diligently.

Once, he took a few of his new works and came to the mansion of the famous poet Gu Guo at that time, and Gu Guo casually glanced at the famous post. As soon as he opened it, his eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and he couldn't help but chant aloud with full charm: 'The wildfire burns inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows.' 'Wow, wow! Good poetry! People who can write such verses want to live anywhere, your mother, it's really not simple, it's easy to live, it's easy to eat naturally, and it's easy to make a name for yourself in the future, in the eyes of talents, everything is not difficult! Come in! Come in!'

When I saw that the person who wrote the poem turned out to be a teenager, I happily talked to him about poetry and elegance, and unconsciously talked about the darkness! Haha, he no longer dares to take his eyes and glance at others carelessly, maybe this is the origin of the blue eyes, child, do you know, this year Bai Juyi was only 16 years old, and he wrote this shocking poem that is enough to last forever, and since then, the name of this young genius who can write poetry has spread in Chang'an City all of a sudden. Do you admire? Anyway, the father, the queen and the queen all admire this poem very much. The father and queen mother also like his four poems, first appreciate the "Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple": the world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms of the mountain temple are in full bloom. I have nowhere to find the spring of long-hate, and I don't know how to turn into this; Then the queen mother recited "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake" for you: Gushan Temple is in the north of Jia Tingxi, and the water surface is flat at the beginning of the clouds. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud. The flowers are gradually charming to the eye, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe. The favorite lake is not enough to the east, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar shade; Let's listen to a lullaby "Lotus Picking Song" again: the water chestnut leaves linger in the lotus wind, and the lotus flowers are deep in the boat. Feng Lang bowed his head and smiled, and Biyu scratched his head and fell into the water; Oh, the queen mother also likes the pomegranate tweed that has been raced through the flame, and the most beautiful is "Lost Title": thousands of flowers on the pomegranate branches, and ten points of wine in the lotus leaf cup. The brothers in the courtyard drank bitterly, and the big ones were not as good as the king. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the child fell asleep in Concubine Wen's arms, and her heart was already full of tenderness and sweetness, as if she was resting with the child.