The golden sunset was reflected on the west window, and the candles were lit in the dormitory, Yingyue looked through the account books, thinking about what congratulatory gifts should be given on the wedding day of the twelfth elder brother.

Yong Ying stretched out his hand and took away the account book, and he said with a dark face: "He Liye is ready!" You don't have to choose! ”

Ying Yue'e raised her eyebrows, "Oh? What are you going to give? Handwritten nak? Or is it a hand-copied Analect? ”

Yong Ying snorted coldly: "The word of the master, a thousand words!" In the future, I will never give it to him again! ”

Ying Yue almost didn't roll her eyes, and she still had a lot of money? That's a bit narcissistic, isn't it?

"Qian'er filled in the poem in front of the emperor, and Khan Ama rewarded me with a good Chengni inkstone, and he was cheaper!" Yong Ying snorted.

Yingyue Khan, "When people get married, you send an inkstone?" That's not a good fit, is it? Although the Chengni inkstone is precious and elegant, it is true that the donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth.

"What's out of place? The twelfth brother likes to collect inkstones the most, and his inkstones occupy most of the study! Yong Ying looked down on him.

Ying Yue couldn't help but be stunned, she suddenly remembered that year's birthday, the twelfth elder brother sent that Fang Duan inkstone......

"Does he often give away inkstones?" Ying Yue hurriedly asked.

Yongying cut off, "As long as it's a good inkstone, when it comes to his hands, it has never come out!" No one is allowed to touch the stone lumps in his half study, and the baby has to look like something! ”

Ying Yue was stunned, being a man who is willing to give you his most precious things, this intention is beyond doubt.

Alas, it's a pity that she has nothing to do with this little Zhengtai.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Yingyue was a little distracted, Yongying hurriedly patted her shoulder.

Ying Yue hurriedly smiled and shook her head: "Okay, then send the Chengni inkstone." ”

Yong Ying smiled, "When the twelfth brother gets married, it will almost be time for Khan Ama to leave for Mulan, and when the time comes—" Thinking that Yueniang was going to enter the small world for at least half a month of retreat, Yong Ying was really a little reluctant in his heart.

"I really want to stay in it with you." Yongying said softly.

Ying Yue smiled and said, "How can this work? I'm in retreat, and you have to cover inside and out. If even you disappear together, it will cause an uproar. ”

"Yes......" Yongying sighed.

Ying Yue said again: "By the way, after I go into retreat, Fu Suli will have to take care of you more." You have to send a few competent people to watch over the school field, so that she doesn't have another accident. ”

Yong Ying looked sour, "Seventh Sister is quite pitiful, but you don't need to be so careful, right?" As he spoke, Yong Ying's slender index finger gently hooked Ying Yue's chin, his smile was bewitching, and his voice was somewhat magnetic: "You have to put more of your mind on Ye." ”

Ying Yue actually doesn't like the action of picking her chin at all, she feels like she has been molested by a pervert!

She slapped Yong Ying's hand away with a dark face, shrugged her shoulders and said, "No way, as soon as I saw Fu Suli's delicate and pitiful little appearance, I couldn't help but pity the jade!" ”

The corners of Yongyao's mouth twitched: "Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, isn't this what a man should do?" ”

Ying Yue snorted, "But you men, which one has ever taken pity on Fu Suli?!" "-If someone really pities Fusuri, do they need her to worry so much?!

Yongying was stunned, the seventh sister was born on Halloween, even if he was a human being in two lives, he has always been estranged, let alone others.

Ying Yue sighed faintly, "This incident really moved me. I thought, is there any way to let Fusuri stay in Beijing and choose a son-in-law? ”

Yongying was silent for a moment before he said: "If it is a princess who is deeply loved by Khan Ama like the eldest sister and the fourth sister, it will naturally not be a problem to stay in Beijing." But the seventh sister ...... She has not been spoiled since she was a child, and Khan Amma's fatherly heart falls on her, which is naturally very rare. ”

Ying Yue said: "If Fu Suli starts to please the emperor now, is it too late?" ”

Yongying sighed: "Even if she has time, she is not an elder brother, she can neither win a face for Khan Ama in the Mulan paddock, nor can she fill in the habit of writing poetry and Khan Amma...... Ahem, it's Yahao! ”

Ying Yue couldn't help but sneer, it seems that in Yongying's eyes, this hobby of His Majesty Qianlong is really a fetish!

It's the same, those poems of His Majesty Qianlong...... That's a level that people can't bear to look at! Even if there are many talented Hanlin ministers who are not bad at learning to polish it, the results are still not good.

Ying Yue touched her chin and said to herself: "Fu Suli has just learned to ride and shoot, and he is a novice at all, and if he wants to practice a good level of riding and archery, he can't do it in three or five years." But this poem - I think it's a bit of a doorway! ”

Yongying smiled: "Can the seventh sister still write poems?" ”

Ying Yue smiled: "Fu Suli has already read four books, and he can't write good poems, so he can always make up a few soy sauce poems, right?" ”

"Soy sauce poems?" Yong Ying Khan.

Ying Yue pouted and said, "Are the emperor's imperial poems so good?" It's not much better than a soy sauce poem! Fusuri is just a little girl, what's the problem if the poem is not well written? It is precisely because of the poor writing that I need to ask the emperor for advice! ”

Yongying was stunned when he heard this, what he said was really reasonable! If the brothers went to ask Khan Ama for poetry, Khan Ama would be very happy! It's just that the level of poetry of several of them, to be honest, is actually above Khan Ama for a long time.

Merely...... Whether it is the fourth brother, the sixth brother or the starling brother, they were all caught by Khan Ama to fill in the poems and polish them, and Nima was about to vomit when he wrote poems one by one! Who would take the initiative to ask for poetry!

The brothers are all people who have divided the mansion, and they can always hide, but he lives under the nose of Khan Ama, and he has not yet divided the mansion!

Especially when he came to the Old Summer Palace, the errand of Wuying Hall was naturally left behind, and Khan Ama asked him to go to Kyushu Qingyan Hall to polish his poems almost every day on the grounds that he was idle and idle!

Yongying is full of cows every time: Khan Ama, please let go!

If the seventh sister takes the initiative to dedicate herself at this time, ah no, take the initiative to ask for poetry, wouldn't the master be relieved?

"Hey, hey!" Yong Ying touched his chin and smiled weirdly.

Looking at his sinister smile, Ying Yue shuddered, what bad trick is this guy holding back again?

"It's decided! The seventh sister has injured her hand now, and she can't ride and shoot anymore, so let her concentrate on practicing poetry and rhyme! Make up a few limerick poems as soon as possible! "Yongzheng Zhengse.

Poetry rhyme or something, is the format of writing poems and lyrics, which is a basic thing, although Fusuri is small, but it should also be learned. I'm afraid that I will have this foundation, and I can still drip a few limerick poems!

After that, Yongying smiled at her again, "Good Fujin, let's settle down!" ”

Ying Yue rolled her eyes, this is another sperm worm in her brain!

Men are such creatures.

Ying Yue waved her hand: "Take a bath first!" "There is a smell of ink on my body, mixed with the smell of sweat, and the smell makes people feel ecstatic.

Want to roll the sheets? Wash it away first.

"Okay!" Yongying jumped and ran to take a bath, like a squirming horse monkey.