"Alarmist! Ridiculous, Si'er, it is my and your mother's decision to let your daughter-in-law control you, don't think about running away, my father will not agree! Miss your newlywed Yan'er, as a father, you don't need to be punished by family law, so quickly retreat! ”

Zhang Juzheng blew his beard and glared at him and reprimanded Brother Fan to retreat, obviously not wanting to entangle with his own discarded son on this issue. The other four brothers all laughed secretly, Zhang Jianxiu was still very happy when he was deflated, who let him rely on his identity as a sister-in-law in the past, and his brother was not a friend and his brother was not respectful, and his popularity was extremely poor.

"I have a triptych, and I still hope that my father and brothers will advise?

First, the upper link: smoke lock pond willow.

Second, five hundred miles of Dianchi Lake, rushing to the bottom of the eye. Draped in the shore, the joy is boundless. Look: Dongyu Shenjun; Xizhu Lingyi; The north goes meandering; Nanxiang Su. Masters of rhyme, why not choose to win. Take advantage of the crab island Luozhou, comb the wind and fog. More frequent reeds, dotted with some green feathers Danxia. Don't be disappointed: fragrant rice all around; Ten thousand acres of clear sand; Nine Summer Hibiscus; Three spring willows.

Third, the tin pot of the tin pot of the West Lake is a pity for the tin lake. ”

After Brother Fan saluted one by one, he stood aside from Yuanyue Mountain. Lao Zhang and his four other sons were shocked at first, and then frowned and thought hard.

In the side hall, the Zhang family's daughters have a meal. Although the Wang family is the main house, the son is not angry, and the aunts and daughters-in-law are respectful on the surface, but they do not take her seriously.

This is not Wang Mingyue's first time on the table after getting married, and she was secretly ridiculed by Aunt Aunt's wife, thinking that her husband was obviously talented but endured white eyes for the Zhang family, she was so distressed that she couldn't wait to smoke a few big ear scrapers for these eight women.

Marrying a chicken with a chicken and marrying a dog with a dog, since the husband forbears, he can also forbear. Wang Mingyue kept smiling and responding, without courtesy, with a beautiful demeanor, and at this time, she compared these crooked daughters-in-law to her daughters-in-law.

The movement of the main hall naturally spread to the side hall, and the three eternal absolute sacrifices of Brother Fan naturally also came, the Zhang family was originally the home of the hairpin, and the woman who married the Zhang family was naturally quite literate.

In an instant, they were dumbfounded, is this still a waste that was not written in the past? At first, I suspected that Zhang Jianxiu bought it outside, but after thinking about it, it was impossible, there was definitely a pair that came out through the ages and was already famous.

Who made the decline of the Ming literary world, compared to the Tang and Song dynasties, it is far inferior, and even the vulgar Meng Yuan of the previous dynasty is almost, so as soon as there are beautiful and good poems, the wonderful words will definitely spread all over the country, and it is impossible to be obscure, not to mention Zhang Jianxiu's three eternal absolutes.

As soon as Brother Fan came up, he sacrificed a big killing weapon, which shocked everyone in the Zhang family.

Wang's face was full of surprise, and he instantly shuddered, who said that the old lady can't give birth to a son, now look at it, the old lady asks you if you accept it?

"The golden scales are not the things in the pool, and they change dragons in the face of wind and rain." Wang dragged an ancient poem Versailles.

Wang Mingyue has long been suffocated, Xianggong naturally does not choose to forbear today, and naturally his reasoning, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and it is not good for a woman to take revenge for a moment.

"Mother-in-law, your two poems are really appropriate, speaking of poetry, Xianggong gave me a poem at dusk today, this poem is comparable to Li Du."

Wang Mingyue mended the knife fiercely, and the Wang family naturally cooperated when she heard this, "Oh? is comparable to Li Du, I don't know what He Shide's daughter-in-law praises like this, daughter-in-law, our Zhang family's poetry and books are heirlooms, but don't make jokes! ”

"How could it! Although Mingyue is not as rich as her husband's full stomach, she is only eight buckets taller. But there is still the ability to appreciate it! Four sentences of the whole poem: The vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip points to the end of the world. Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. ”

After Wang Mingyue finished reading the poem, the pretty faces of all the daughters-in-law in the side hall were red, and then they began to be jealous of Wang Mingyue.

Everyone couldn't help but think that this was Zhang Jianxiu's admiration for Wang Mingyue. It is too extravagant to confess a good poem that has been passed down through the ages, so as the confession object of this poem, Wang Mingyue will naturally follow the fame through the ages, and how many women are not jealous and envious of Wang Mingyue.

This is also the reason why Wang Mingyue promised Brother Fan to open the door for you tonight, it is really too powerful to kill the weapon, just ask which woman can withstand it, Brother Fan can take advantage of Gong Dashen this time.

"Why is this poem nameless?" Wang asked

"This poem is a game between the husband and the concubine, and the husband has not yet chosen a name!" Wang Mingyue's pretty face was flushed, and she didn't know if it was due to shyness or excitement.

"How can such a good poem be nameless? Chunlan, go to the main hall and ask the fourth young master to name it. Wang instructed the maid next to him.

"Follow Madame's orders, little maid will go!" Chunlan had a spring in her eyes at this time, their four personal maids were the maids that the Wang family prepared for their son, and they were destined to be Zhang Jianxiu's women, which woman didn't want her husband to be happy, Chunlan's excited words were naturally understandable.

If it weren't for the strict rules of the Zhang family, before marrying the main house, the concubines were not allowed to have children, Brother Fan might have crossed over and already liked to be a father, which is really thanks to the rules of the big family!

The father and son of the Zhang family were thinking about it, and Chunlan walked into the main hall and told the lady about asking the fourth young master to name the poem

Zhang Da Boss boasts of his literary style, but compared to the good poems of his fourth son, he is definitely sighing for himself, but fortunately, it is his own species, and his son is naturally and honorable, ** The son has one poem and three pairs today, and he is destined to have a place in the Ming literary world.

After all, Big Brother Zhang is the prime minister, so he doesn't bother thinking about it, so he laughed and said: "Si'er, since Mrs. asked you to name it, then hurry up, such a good poem through the ages, how can you die, wouldn't it be a big spoiler of scenery!" ”

Brother Fan held his chin and thought when he heard this, Gong Dashen's poem name is Jihai Miscellaneous Poems, this is not a scene, since it is to tease Wang Mingyue, then simply go to the end. I'm sorry, Gong Dashen, I changed my name.

"I didn't expect my game with Mingyue to be eye-catching, this poem was given to Mingyue, and the name is this "Life Wishes for the Bright Moon"!"

Brother Fan performed a Versailles, and fed everyone present a meal of eternal dog food, even the 12-year-old brother did not let go, how cruel!

Since ancient times, there have been many scribes, and Zhang Juzheng, who is the most handsome guy in the Ming Dynasty, is naturally a good hand at sprinkling dog food, but today he is also fed enough dog food by Brother Fan.

If others naturally let him see the majesty of Zhang Shoufu, his son would not care, and at the same time wondered if there was an answer to these three absolutes: "Si'er, your three pairs, the difficulty is comparable to the absolute of eternity, since Si'er has made it, does he have an answer?" ”