The moonlight leaks under the forest, sparse like residual snow.

I look back every step of the way, the mountain is the eyes of the old man, the willow is the slender hand, and it is difficult to walk every step after meeting you.

……

Xiao Hengzhi wrote a few more words, but he always felt not very satisfied.

I threw it all away.

Xiao Weide strode in from outside the big tent, picked up the paper that Xiao Hengzhi threw on the ground, looked at two, and couldn't help but reprimand: "Your Majesty, you are an eagle on the grassland, how can you indulge in these poems of love between men and women in the Great Zhou Dynasty all day long?" You should go out for horseback riding, you should go out hunting. Wait until you grow up......"

"I grew up the way Taifu said," Xiao Hengzhi raised his head expressionlessly, "Sister Huaibi is about to marry someone else." ”

"Even if she marries someone else, if His Majesty likes her, according to the rules of our Northern Wei Dynasty, she can be snatched over!" Xiao Weide was speechless for a moment, and forced himself to argue.

"Da Zhou women like men who are polite and polite, Taifu should teach me more about Da Zhou's culture and poetry!" Xiao Hengzhi raised his hand impatiently, "Even if you don't know poetry and songs, why don't you read some Analects and teach me?" Otherwise, if it goes on like this, the banquet of the Mid-Autumn Festival, do you want me to drink and eat food all the time, and make a gourd with a saw-mouthed mouth, so that Sister Huaibi will not like me, I am afraid that the other three countries will look down on me in the Northern Wei Dynasty......"

"Your Majesty, how can you forget your ancestors?" Xiao Weide raised his eyebrows, angry, and gushed, "My Northern Wei Dynasty is a nation on horseback, why do you read so many books?" We are born to plunder, to attack, to ......! ”

"Isn't the rice in Da Zhou delicious? Isn't Da Zhou's embroidery pretty? Xiao Hengzhi interrupted Xiao Weide's words impatiently, "I think Mrs. Taifu also likes Da Zhou's incense!" Why does Taifu fight and kill all day long? Now I don't need to farm or raise silkworms in the Northern Wei Dynasty, so I rely on the mutual market to exchange our inexhaustible horses and animal skins, inexhaustible milk and goat milk, and inexhaustible beef and mutton with the officials and businessmen of the Great Zhou, which can be exchanged for so many good things in the Great Zhou...... The people are very satisfied, I am very satisfied, what is the Taifu not satisfied? ”

"Weichen doesn't know!" Xiao Weide was angry and angry, "But Weichen just doesn't feel satisfied!" ”

"After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Taifu will not be used to respond to the Mao, and when I arrive, I will ask the master of Shouyang Mountain to ask for a new Taifu to come back." Xiao Hengzhi touched his chin, "Hmm, that Shixian Jiang Continuum is said to be very good......

"Humph!" Xiao Weide brushed his sleeves away angrily, but he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, great, he finally got rid of this official position of Raushzi, what kind of thing is Taifu, Lao Tzu fell in love with hunting in the mountains. Now I can finally be free and free.

Looking at Xiao Weide's distant back, Xiao Hengzhi squinted, picked up another piece of paper, and began to transcribe Da Zhou's love poems:

Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of wisdom in the heart.

The phoenix returns to his hometown and travels all over the world to seek his phoenix.

These talents of the Great Zhou are really very talented, no wonder the beauties of the Great Zhou are willing to marry the talented men of the Great Zhou.

Xiao Hengzhi bit the pen shaft, it didn't work, he always copied other people's poems and looked uncomfortable.

Sister Huaibi is almost ten years old, right? In three or four years, it's time to get married......

The princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty must have two literary and martial arts examinations.

Wu Xian is not worried, but he is afraid of this Wen Test-

It seems that I still have to hurry up and invite Jiang Xulou over, one day, I can read the poems I made, look at Sister Huaibi affectionately, and slowly stretch out my hand to her......