"Hello young master." The gatekeeper of the General's Mansion saw Jiang Sunche from a long distance, and ran over to say hello diligently, asking if it was hot or tired.

This made Jiang Sunche a little uncomfortable, although he usually spoiled and indulged himself in his own nursing home, but he was definitely not as enthusiastic as he is today.

'What's going on?' Did they do something bad behind my back? ’

"You guys, what's going on? Why do you do this? Jiang Sun Che asked suspiciously.

"Isn't it natural for me to wait for someone to serve the young master?" A nurse said with a smile.

"No, you must have something, did you make a mistake and want me to intercede with my father? Well, you usually spoil me so much, and I will protect you. Jiang Sun Che said as a matter of course.

"Oh, young master, you think too much, it's really nothing, it's just that I heard that the young master made a peerless poem that shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods, we are happy, the young master has finally grown up, and he also knows that he is secretly learning knowledge, we are pleased." The other nurse wiped away his tears and said excitedly.

Most of the nursing homes in the General's Mansion are veterans who follow Jiang Yiquan, but some of them are not suitable for the battlefield because they are old or injured, and they voluntarily come to the Jiang family to be the nursing home, and they can be said to be the most loyal people to Jiang Yiquan in the world.

Although they usually help Jiang Sunche to support and let Jiang Sunche be powerful, they are also extremely anxious in their hearts, and they also very much hope that Jiang Sunche can achieve something in the way of civil and martial arts, and in the past, they also persuaded Jiang Sunche to practice martial arts diligently, or read more, but Jiang Sunche always fooled the past.

Today, I suddenly heard that Jiang Sun Che was a little bit talented, and I was happy, which caused this scene.

When he heard the nursing home say that the earth was crying ghosts and gods, Jiang Sunche's face blushed, although the goose is a good poem, but it has not reached this level, the nursing home is in love with the house, because they love him, so Jiang Sunche's only "made" poem is infinitely touted.

"Uncle Chen, it's exaggerated, it's not to this point." Jiang Sunche said with a smile.

"Yes, yes." Uncle Chen said with a smile.

"Then Uncle Chen, I'll go in first."

Uncle Chen patted his head, "Look at my memory, how can I let the young master stand outside the door, come in." ”

Jiang Sunche took two steps and stopped, "Uncle Chen, how did you know that I wrote a poem?" I should be back early, right? ”

Lao Liu is the captain of the nursing home team that led the team to flatten Zhou Pingjun just now.

"It was Mrs. Qi's little maid who said it." Uncle Chen said.

"Qi's dexterous little maid? How does she know? Did she go out and bump into me? I didn't see her. Jiang Sun Che said suspiciously.

"This little maid hasn't been out of the house, how she knows the old slave doesn't know, if the young master wants to know, you can ask." Uncle Chen didn't say that he was going to help ask.

Because the little maid is in the inner house, all the people who live there are Jiang Sun Che's wives, not to mention that he is a nursing home, even Jiang Yiquan is not easy to go at will, except for women, only Jiang Sun Che is allowed to enter and leave the inner house casually.

Jiang Sun Che shook his head, "Young Master, I'll go find a little maid in person?" I don't want to lose face. ’

"No need, Uncle Chen, I'll go in first." Jiang Sunche waved his hand.

……

Jiang Sunche sat in the bathtub and scrubbed his body, thinking about when he should take out the printing technology to help his father.

It's still a bit early, we have to wait a few more days, and then wait for Emperor Hong Wen to let the scholars accept the three studies and the imperial examination." ’

"Young lady, the young master is bathing."

Jiang Sun Che was thinking about whether he should also keep up with the trend of the times and also have a bath song, when Jiang Fu's voice sounded outside the door.

'Young lady? Which one? ’

This is the disadvantage of having many wives, and the subordinates call the young lady, and they can't tell which wife it is.

"Young Master, Young Lady Tao is here, do you want to see her?" Jiang Fu said outside the door.

Jiang Sun Che crawled out of the bathtub with all his hands and feet, "Let her wait, I'll come out immediately." ”

'Tao Youqin? What is she here for? I have nothing to do with her, and I don't owe her money, and I don't owe her money to fight...... Forget it, you'll know what to do when you see it. ’

Jiang Sunche got dressed and walked out of the bath room, and when he opened the door, he saw that Tao Youqin was standing at the door with two maids.

Tao Youqin was wearing a blue dress, standing there without any impatience, her eyebrows and eyes were so gentle, her every move was full of proportion, and her temperament like an orchid made Jiang Sunche lose his mind for a moment.

Seeing Jiang Sunche come out, Tao Youqin bowed to Jiang Sunche and said softly, "I've seen my husband." ”

'Hmmm! I love it! ’

This morning, all the ladies called him husband at the door, but basically with disgust, only Tao Youqin did not have a disgusted tone.

However, a group of people shouted in the morning, and Jiang Sunche couldn't hear much difference, and now only Tao Youqin shouted alone, and Jiang Sunche finally had a feeling of 'he really has a wife'.

"Madame, please."

When Tao Youqin straightened up, Jiang Sun Che asked, "I wonder what happened when Madame came to me?" ”

Jiang Sunche really couldn't guess what she was doing, she couldn't be here to warm the bed, right? What are you kidding, let's not say whether she is willing, even if she is willing, she can't let her.

But he still expected Tao Youqin to say that he was here to warm the bed.

"The concubine is very interested in learning, and today I heard that the husband made a song of geese, so I came to communicate with the husband." Tao Youqin said unhurriedly.

Sure enough, I didn't come to warm the bed. Jiang Sun Che thought disappointedly.

"That's the case, then let's go inside and talk." Jiang Sunche made a gesture of invitation to Tao Youqin.

Tao Youqin nodded in agreement and followed Jiang Sunche into the main house.

As soon as she sat down, Tao Youqin asked, "May I ask my husband, what is the meaning of these three geese in the first sentence of this song of geese?" ”

Tao Youqin is also a talented woman, so naturally she will not ask the question of why there are only three words in the first sentence, because this is an ancient style poem.

There are two kinds of ancient Chinese poems, one is called ancient style poems, and the other is called close style poems, which follow the rules of Pingqian and strictly limit the number of sentences and words.

Ancient style poems do not have so many restrictions, there is no certain rhythm, there is no limit to the length, there is no flat talk, and the rhyme is quite free.

It seems that it is really here to discuss communication literature, is this a question that normal couples should discuss? Shouldn't normal couples talk about love and love on a big night? ’

"The name of this poem is Yong Geese, and naturally the goose should be the main goose, and these three geese are not only clarifying the theme, but also using onomatopoeia to use rhetoric, with this first sentence, directly shaping a simple and direct artistic conception." Jiang Sun Che spoke eloquently.

I am glad in my heart, 'Thank you to my primary school Chinese teacher for tirelessly telling me these things, and thank me for my own memory, I didn't forget these things, otherwise I would be embarrassed today, and if I don't understand why I wrote (copied) the poems I wrote (copied), then I would use my face as a rag to wipe the floor. ’