I often envy the jade lang in the world, and the sky should beg and point to the crisp girl. As far as the song goes, the wind rises, and the snow flies and the sea becomes cool.

When he returned from thousands of miles, he smiled and smiled, and when he smiled, he still had the fragrance of Lingmei. I asked if Lingnan should be bad, but he said: This place of peace is my hometown.

I have to admit that in this song "Fixing the Storm", Su Dongpo used a few words to express the image of a woman who is loved by everyone in the world.

However, in this poem, it is not the woman who is really enviable, but the man who owns the woman.

Yun Chu knew that his life was not good, and it was impossible to have such a woman, so he was easily satisfied in this regard, and he was really satisfied with such a wife as Yu Xiurong.

It was Naha who put her head in his arms at this time and cried.

Naha is a child who hates crying very much, but in front of Yun Chu, she still likes to cry as a way to express that she has been humiliated and needs her brother to come forward to save face.

Yun Chu dragged Naha out of his arms, squinted at her crying little face and said, "Because you can't write poems about the moon, you were retouched, and Gongsun and Granny Cui were kicked out?" ”

Naha nodded aggrievedly with a pout.

Yun Chu thought for a moment and said, "You don't know how to compose poetry, isn't this a matter of course?" Why do you feel aggrieved? ”

"Ah, he who can compose poetry has wine to drink, what wine did you drink at a young age?"

"You say, they drink a kind of red, fragrant, sweet water, you want to drink it too, but they don't give it? Therefore, you also have to compose poetry."

Seeing Naha nodding heavily, even the golden butterfly in her hair was shaken off, and Yun Chu's head was as big as a bucket.

If Naha had studied hard since she was a child, she might not have been able to write a work similar to the song "Song of the Goose" made by a seven-year-old boy in Jiangnan Dongdao.

The problem is that this child doesn't like to read since he was a child, and he seriously doesn't like to read, and he has been reading for four or five years, and he hasn't even memorized "Thousand Character Text", let alone further learning such as "Sentence Rhyme".

Without learning these things, there is no way to compose poetry, so Naha wants to compose poetry, which is a big problem entirely.

Wiped away Naha's tears, snot, and sweat that Naha cried just now with a handkerchief, looked left and right at his sister's round face, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and kissed him on the head and said, "It's a trivial matter, brother help you!" ”

After speaking, he held Naha in his arms, held her little hand, and wrote on the paper with a pen, Naha's eternal swan song - "Silent Night Thoughts".

After writing it, she taught Naha to read it word by word, and when the child could read it completely, she patted her buttocks, saying that she could go to Yu Xiurong, Gongsun, and Granny Cui to show off.

Looking at Naha who was bouncing away, Yun Chu felt that this child was very cute, and at this moment, he even thought that the song "Song of the Goose" written by Luo Bingwang was probably written by his father and brother.

What are you kidding, a seven-year-old composes a poem? Yun Chu is such a high level of learning, and now he can't write poetry.

After sending Naha away, Yun Chu looked at the moon that was not yet round, so he reopened the document in Wannian County and thought hard about how to enrich the people.

When it comes to women, if you want the kind of woman in Su Shi's poems, it is not impossible in Datang, but it needs to be cultivated from an early age.

Think all over the world.

European women are now largely unsightly, especially the sexy Gallic women, who are shuddering through the winter with pigs in their arms, and their men are fighting a bloody battle against the Eastern Roman Empire to protect their pigs and women from being snatched by the Romans.

The world is taking shape, and the four caliphs are murdering each other to snatch the closest place to God. I heard that the waist of the women there is so soft that they can twist like snakes...... This one seems to be pretty good.

Japanese women like to paint their teeth black, so forget it.

Really speaking, it is still the Silla woman who is closest to the aesthetics of the Tang people......

Just as Yun Chu was trying to think about the strategy of benefiting the country and the people, there were several women standing behind him.

When Yun Chu returned from painful memories and was about to take a sip of tea, he found Yu Xiurong squatting on the ground, resting his chin on the table, staring at him without blinking.

Yun Chu put down the teacup and said: "It's just for the country and the people, don't worship me too much, this is the daily life of a Tang official, and when you get married, you will slowly get used to it." ”

Without waiting for Yu Xiurong to speak, Gongsun slapped the poem that Yun Chu had just written with Naha's hand and said, "This is what you wrote."

Yun Chu took it and glanced at it, frowned, and said, "My handwriting is not so bad." ”

"I know you didn't write the words on it, but I'm asking if you read this poem to Naha?"

Naha, who was holding a large pot of grape juice in her arms, opened her little mouth red from grape juice and said, "I wrote it!" Gongsun said, "I don't believe it. ”

Naha was in a hurry, put down the wine jug in his hand, jumped up and sat on Yun Chu's lap, grabbed his brother's hand and said hurriedly: "Come on, let's write another one for them to see." ”

Gongsun said disdainfully: "I also said that you didn't write it, and being an elder brother and a literary thief for a sister can be regarded as a scene in the Tang Dynasty." Yun Chu looked at Gongsun's dissatisfaction with the breasts of a Gallic woman: "Why do you become a literary thief?" You take this poem out and ask for it, and see if it was written by the master and stolen by our brother and sister.

Yu Xiurong smiled and said, "Of course, this is a poem written by my sister-in-law.

Cui's eyes rolled a few times, and he also opened his mouth and smiled: "That's right, this is what Naha's little lady wrote, don't believe it, let others ask the old body." ”

Gongsun smiled bitterly: "You insist on putting gold on Naha's face like this, aren't you afraid of being exposed by others?" Yun Chu laughed and said, "Do you go to the temple to scrape the gold dust on the face of the Buddha statue if you have nothing to do?"

Cui Shi immediately followed: "Yes, yes, my little lady is the girl who holds the lamp under the seat of Master Xuanzang, the girl who is not long-eyed will ask, the virgin in the water and land conference, what is so strange about making such a poem." ”

Gongsun looked at Yu Xiurong and said, "You are determined to take a boat with your scoundrel Langjun, right?" Yu Xiurong covered his mouth and laughed: "Marry a chicken, marry a dog, marry a dog, marry a root and carry it away." ”

Yun Chu saw that Gongsun was still upset about Li Baiming, so he smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I actually heard this poem outside." ”

Gongsun then relaxed, covered his undulating chest with his hands, and said, "I'll just say, how can Naha write such a profound homesick poem." ”

Yun Chu looked at this beautiful woman, and really didn't understand, just relying on her brain, how she had survived with such a beautiful body until now.

Naha drank a lot of grape juice, got drunk unexpectedly, and was carried back to the bedroom by Cui's back, and Gongsun followed with a very good eye at this time.

There was only one left, Yu Xiurong, who was busy cutting candles, wiping the table, and adding tea to Yun Chu.

"If you want a poem, I'll teach you to write it."

Yu Xiurong shook his head and said, "The concubine body doesn't want any good poems and sentences, the concubine body only needs to know that her Langjun is not a great talent in the world, and she will be satisfied." ”

Poetry has never been a necessity for Yun Chu, in the world he lived in before, although good poetry is also sought after, it's just that this thing can no longer be closely related to people's lives.

Yu Xiurong is different, her family is heirloom with poetry and books, although the family is in the middle, Yu Xiurong still hopes that her husband should be a talented man who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

In the past, she felt that Yun Chu's appearance was sent by God to save her, but now, she felt that this was God's special favor to her.

The lover in front of her, after writing the song "Silent Night Thoughts", finally made up for the last bit of regret in her heart.

Looking at Yu Xiurong's youthful appearance, Yun Chu really hoped that he could do something, but unfortunately, the stout Cui Shi stood at the door, coughing like a burst, so that he could only sigh.

Li Zhi seems to like to walk in the alley paved with bluestone slabs in Jinchangfang, and the problem of cheap hands has not changed at all, after a while, he has an extra weeping willow in his hand, a flower that was originally blooming in the bright moon, and a stone fisherman deliberately carved by a craftsman of Jinchangfang, this fisherman was originally fishing on a boulder of a small water feature, which was taken away by Li Zhi.

Since Li Hong first came to Jinchangfang, the task of taking care of the child has fallen on Yun Chu's body, which used to be held, but now it is dragged.

It's strange to say that this kid grabbed his hands tightly along the way, even if his palms were full of sweat, he would never let go.

Li Zhi began to pull out the bamboo again, this time the bamboo roots were very deep, and he didn't have Lu Zhishen's two strokes, it was difficult to shake these arms-thick giant bamboos.

Then, Yun Chu saw that Wu Zhaoyi glanced at the majestic giant man behind him, and this guy immediately came over, holding the bamboo with both hands, only to hear a click, and the bamboo with thick arms was really pulled out by him.

Immediately, Yun Chu heard Li Zhi say angrily: "You brute, I just want to see if these bamboos are newly planted, what are you doing with pulling down the bamboos?"

Wu Zhaoyi smiled coquettishly on the side: "It's more real when you pull it off, don't you say, Yun Qing?" ”

Yun Chu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and at first he thought that Wu Zhaoyi had called his name wrong, but immediately, he realized that this Yun Qing was referring to himself.

"Back to Zhaoyi, in the past, Jinchang Fang was stuffy, Weichen wanted to plant more bamboo, but also more shade, as a result, three years have passed, the bamboo that used to be able to shade the people has become a scourge.

Since this year, we have already started to change the tree species. Li Zhi asked, "Why has bamboo become a scourge?" ”

Yun Chu sighed and said, "Wei Chen can't measure where the roots of the bamboo will grow, in the past two years, as the bamboo grows wildly, the bamboo shoots that grow on their roots have destroyed a lot of walls.

Even in the living room and bedroom of the people's house, there are bamboo shoots and bricks and stones coming out. ”

Li Zhi looked at Yun Chu and ignored his answer, but asked directly, "Why did the British Duke recommend you to be the county lieutenant of Wannian County?" ”