Chapter 47 Writing Poems for the Lady

"Do you still count the Governor? As far as you are concerned, it's no wonder that Qingliu was crushed to death by Zhou Tianfu in the court. ”

Walking out of the gate of the Cen Mansion, Xiao Chen walked towards the palace, if he wanted to unite Qingliu against the Zhou family, he was not unacceptable, it was better than fighting alone.

But Master Cen was careful and calculating, and when he understood, he was not optimistic about Qingliu.

acted so recklessly, he calculated before winning over people.

That's it?

At first glance, there is the potential of a pig teammate, maybe he will be cheated that day, and it is not enough not to follow!

Back in the palace, Xiao Chen was just about to go to Dongchang, when a beautiful figure greeted him, "Xiao Chenzi!" You're back, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

"Wan'er? Are you waiting for me? ”

A hint of surprise flashed across Xiao Chen's face.

Wan'er didn't reply immediately, circled around him left and right, and looked at him for a while before muttering: "Why didn't you find out before, you can still make poems?" Niangniang also said that your work is very good, and even the poet fairy has been compared......"

Xiao Chen suddenly cried and laughed, "You won't come here because of this, right?" ”

"Not really."

Wan'er looked at him, and seemed to be puzzled in her heart, but she still spoke: "It was Niangniang who asked me to call you over, we helped you so much last time, and you haven't come to see me and Niangniang, did you forget about us with the queen and princess?" ”

The little girl's tone was a little complaining, after all, she really helped a lot last time, and even the membrane had already been "given" to Xiao Chen.

"Ahem, didn't you just become the overseer of Dongchang, and was called by Your Majesty to compare poems...... Actually, I was just going to go over to see my mother. ”

Xiao Chen coughed lightly, talking nonsense without blinking his eyes.

Wan'er smiled, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, "Hehe, even if you still have some conscience, then let's go over quickly." ”

"Good...... By the way, thank you for that day. ”

"Is it just one sentence?"

"I'll leave the palace another day and bring you some gifts?"

"That's what you said! No repentance! ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when Wan'er finished saying this, Xiao Chen found that her steps were much lighter.

Of course, the matter of bringing gifts is not coaxing Wan'er, he really plans to go out in a few days, first, he promised Concubine Jing that he would go out and find a way to make money, and second, he would ...... After being in this world for so long, Xiao Chen also wanted to go outside the palace to take a look.

Shuya Palace.

At this moment, Concubine Shu was standing in front of the bookcase, holding a brush in her hand, looking down at a piece of white rice paper on the table.

Walking into the dormitory, Xiao Chen subconsciously scanned her, today Concubine Shu was wearing a moon-white long dress, with elegant makeup, but she did not hide her stunning beauty at all.

Looking at it, Xiao Chen's gaze gradually deviated, and he secretly Miao Renfeng.

Well, I haven't seen you for a few days, and it seems that I have grown up a little?

"Coming? Come and grind. ”

Concubine Shu beckoned to Xiao Chen, her voice was like a clear spring, and it was very comfortable to listen to.

"Niang Niang is so interested today?"

Asked curiously, Xiao Chen walked over.

Concubine Shu glanced at him, a little dissatisfied, "What? This palace can't dance and ink? ”

Xiao Chen was stunned, it was still rare to see the coquettishness of the silk girl from Concubine Shu's body, and for a while, he couldn't help but lose his mind.

And seeing him staring directly at him, Concubine Shu's cheeks flushed slightly, "What are you watching me do?" ”

"Beautiful!"

"It's not the first time you've seen it, isn't it?"

"If you are a mother, you won't get tired of watching it for a thousand years!"

Hearing this, Concubine Shu couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth lightly, but her expression was still cold: "Really? But this palace thinks that the queen, Concubine Jing, Zhao Jieyu and Her Royal Highness the princess are better-looking. ”

Cold sweat seeped out from Xiao Chen's back, and he hurriedly shouted loudly, "Wronged!" How can they compare with their mothers? The slave is single-minded to the mother! After all, even the biggest secret in my heart has been told to my mother! ”

Even if she has a close relationship with Concubine Jing, Zhao Jieyu, and the princess, the queen ...... At least for now, absolutely not relevant!

Xiao Chen thought in his heart.

"Who knows, men don't have a good thing."

Concubine Shu snorted coldly, and her words changed, "Come here, write the poem written in the court today to the palace." ”

"Writing poetry?"

Xiao Chen suddenly realized, it turned out that Niangniang is also a person who loves poetry, and immediately did not hesitate, after studying the ink, he directly grabbed a brush.

Looking at the posture of him holding the pen, Concubine Shudai frowned.

And when Xiao Chen put down the pen and wrote on the rice paper, her frowning brows deepened a little, and the two eyebrows were almost completely squeezed together.

"Okay, huh...... Mother, what kind of expression are you? ”

After a while, Xiao Chen put down the brush.

Concubine Shu's eyes were full of disgust, "This palace has never seen such an ugly character, who did you learn this character from?" ”

This is still disgusted with the words of the master, how many people in the previous life could write calligraphy? Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, "The villain is a eunuch, how can anyone teach me to practice calligraphy?" Could it be that you teach it? ”

"Yes, you can practice calligraphy with me in the future."

Concubine Shu nodded, she really agreed, and then she looked at the ghost drawing talisman on the table for a while, and suddenly sneered, "This word looks at it carefully, but it is also interesting, if you dare to bully this palace again in the future, I will hang it in your east factory, so that your subordinates can appreciate the calligraphy of their master." ”

"You're so idle."

Xiao Chen sat next to him, looking at Concubine Shu's smiling and naΓ―ve attitude, his heart beat inexplicably.

The faint sandalwood lingered in the hall, and the strings that he had been tightening in the palace also relaxed, and in Shufei, there was no calculation, and there was no need to hide his secrets.

It gives people a sense of peace of mind.

"This poem is really well written, and when this palace dares to hear about it, I can't believe that it was written by you, a dog slave."

While waiting for the ink to dry, Concubine Shu looked at the poem on it and couldn't help but sigh.

Before entering the palace, she was a famous talented woman in the capital.

I love poetry and songs, especially the collection of poems written by the poet himself.

This is also the reason why Xiao Chen was called.

Suddenly, she turned her head to look at Xiao Chen, her eyes bright, "Xiao Chenzi, why don't you compose a poem for this palace?" ”

Xiao Chen sat up straight, "Is there a reward?" ”

"The dignified overseer of the East Factory, is there still a shortage of silver?"

"Niangniang knows that the villain doesn't want silver......"

Xiao Chen licked his lips, his eyes fell on his delicate body, and he suddenly became enthusiastic.

Concubine Shu suddenly understood, and glared at him fiercely, "A eunuch, still a ruffian!" ”

"Fake, fake...... The mother said that she would not agree! ”

"Look at your poems, can you satisfy this palace."

Concubine Shu was ambiguous, thinking that even if this ruffian made a good poem, she would not be satisfied!

Between my thoughts, a poem suddenly came to my ears.

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look ......"