Rebirth of Lucky Wife

"Hibiscus is not as beautiful as the makeup, and the wind in the water palace brings the fragrance of pearls and green flowers.

Who cries and covers the autumn fan, and hangs the bright moon in the sky to wait for the king. "

This poem first praises the beauty of hibiscus flowers but not as good as beauty's makeup. The emperor's cruise ship was blown by the wind, and the fragrance wafted from the jade green flowers.

Now, the beauty can only cover her face with a fan and wait for the king silently in the middle of the night.

This feeling, this scene, the period of love, the deep resentment, is so desolate that it makes people cry.

Although all the people in the court were men, most of the men were sympathetic to the beauty.Chu Junchu's first poem touched the heartstrings of many men.

For a moment, the men on the court more or less thought of the Qingqing at home, the cousin from far away, the Bai Yueguang who couldn't ask for it...or the good friends in the past, hehe~

Does my daughter often look at the moon in the dark and cold night, alone, hoping that I will visit her?

Gradually, the smell in the court began to develop in a strange direction.

"To express my gratitude to you, your Majesty, Qin Buxun also has a poem to offer."

Mai Ya'er raised his eyebrows, is it getting more and more lively?

"allow."

"The little hibiscus has a lovely fragrance, and the jade hall is as deep and clear as water.

……

Looking at the silent lovesickness in silence, a pair of smiling dimples and fragrant stamens. "

In the past, the great and small officials in the great court meetings were often criticized by our Chu Censor; whether it was as small as wearing court hats or as big as government affairs, he would not tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes.

I never thought that during the week, I would be most serious and serious, but when I wrote this beautiful poem, I would actually be very, very beautiful!

Hey hey hey, eh~

All the civil and military officials snickered, as if they had just met him today.

In fact, when things got here, it simply turned into a poetry battle between literati.

Chen Xun looked at the increasingly uncontrollable wind direction in the court and endured it, but couldn't hold it back.

"I didn't expect Master Chu to be a person who loves beauty? If you hadn't written this poem in front of the audience, no one would have guessed that it was your handwriting."

Chen Xun's eyes were shining. If he doesn't fight today, then when will he have the chance to fight Chu Junchu!

In fact, when Chen Xiuluo broke into the Cuju court last month, Ma Yaer asked Wei Zizhan why he still tolerated the Chen family?

Even if he is a veteran of three dynasties, his sin of coveting, neglecting, and offending the emperor again and again is unforgivable.

"Brother Zizhan, my father-in-law said that the power of an emperor shakes the heaven and the earth. The emperor is respected, and those who are subordinate will bow their heads."

Wei Hao hugged her and slowly rubbed his beloved wife's black hair, "Mianmian, in this vast empire, it is impossible for every minister to be truly selfless.

Governing a big country is like cooking a small dish, the emperor is the one holding the spoon, and the officials of the Manchu Dynasty are the sweet and bitter in the soup and rice. "

"I'm so hungry..." Mai Ya'er buried herself on her husband's chest and rubbed his big muscles.

Wei Hao chuckled lightly and hugged his beloved wife tighter, "Chen Jijiu, although he has some small thoughts and cannot be put to good use; but his heart is for the great Wei Dynasty and he will not rebel in his lifetime; and he is also a man of many talents among civil servants. Like floating clouds placed in a bucket when carrying water.

I need him to provide checks and balances for my great Wei court. "

"Okay, this court matter is so convoluted, it's really boring."

Mai Ya'er pouted, thinking of something, and suddenly raised her arms, wrapped them around her husband's neck, and looked up at him,

"Then you promise me, you must not wrong yourself. You don't have to be the emperor, and you have to look at the faces of your ministers."

"Of course." Wei Hao tickled the tip of his beloved wife's straight nose, feeling that the bridge of her nose was high and her hands were smooth.

"This driftwood can only be driftwood if it is obedient; if it is disobedient, just remove it." When Wei Hao said this, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyebrows were gloomy.

The emperor was so angry that he laid down millions of corpses.If anyone else had seen this terrifying look, they would have trembled and knelt on the ground.

Pianmaiyaer's eyes lit up, her big beautiful eyes bring~bring~

Unable to suppress her heartbeat, she picked up the handsome face in front of her and took a big, crunchy bite.

"So handsome!"