Chapter 483: Luoran Pavilion

"Grandpa, people often say that when the time comes, if you don't come to Tai, you have to change into a new dress to celebrate, I'm going to come back for a good trip, is grandpa reluctant to give me a new plaque to celebrate??"

Hua Lao Wang Ye listened to Hua Weiluo's words, was slightly stunned, and then reached out and touched Hua Weiluo's head, and said with emotion: "This child, it's really good, sharp teeth, quick thinking, okay, Huahua wants to change the name of the plaque, grandpa will call someone to serve you with pen and ink, write a new one for you!" ”

"Hmm...... It's called Luoran Pavilion, okay?? Hua Weiluo held the arms of the old prince Hua with a pair of white and slender hands, and winked at him with big black and white eyes.

"Luoran Pavilion??" Old Lord Hua repeated these words carefully, then looked down at Hua Weiluo, and asked in a low voice, "But what is the special meaning?" ”

"Hey...... Fall, naturally it's falling, but it's right, yes, such as no, otherwise, don't think so; The second is this, so, such as of course, then, the meaning of the sum is that such a fall is right!! Hua Weiluo thought about it, and very cleverly explained to the old prince Hua from the literal meaning of the two words.

"Hmm...... It's kind of interesting. The old prince thought about it, nodded and said, "Huahua said it well!" Such a flower is right!! Otherwise, it's called Huaran Pavilion, right?? How is it?? ”

"Grandpa......" Hua Weiluo looked at him with black lines, you are a lot old, why are you still so obsessed with flowers......

"Haha, grandpa is joking with you, my Huahua said it's called Luoran Pavilion, then it's called Luoran Pavilion!" The old prince stroked his beard, laughed heartily, and immediately went down to take the four treasures of the study, and then attracted a new blank plaque.

"How!?" After Hua Lao Wang Ye waved it, he put the brush in his hand heavily on the case, picked up the newly written plaque with both hands, and said proudly towards Hua Weiluo: "It's not that grandpa boasts, Huahua, your grandfather's calligraphy, or the sour old men of the Hanlin Academy are not as good as me!" ”

"Grandpa's writing is naturally excellent!!" Hua Weiluo gave a thumbs up to the old prince of Hua, and praised without hesitation: "If Luo'er's calligraphy can have the same attainments as grandpa, it will be enough to be content!" ”

"Hahaha!!" The laughter of the old prince reached into the sky, and the birds in the trees outside the house fluttered their wings and flew away quickly with a snort.

"Come on, chrysanthemum, cuihua, why don't you hurry up and take this plaque outside and hang it!!" Mrs. Hua looked at her old man smiling happily, and couldn't help but happily order the two little maids standing at the door.

"Yes." After the two little maids responded crisply, they stepped forward and dragged the plaque with both hands, slowly exited the door, and went to hang it.

The old prince turned his head again to look at the flowers that had not fallen, the more he looked at them, the happier he became, and his mouth was about to be closed.

"Okay, old man, don't stare at Luo'er and smirk, I don't think it's too early at this time, hurry up and take Luo'er to lunch." Old Madam Hua couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker, reached out and gently pushed her old man, urging.

"Let's go, Huahua, grandpa will take you to lunch."