long head song

The autumnal equinox has passed, and the weather in the south of the Yangtze River is still hot and dry.

It rained after getting up early, and it lingered until the afternoon, and there was a hint of autumn.After Yu Wenrui finished handling the political affairs, Yu Wenche said, "It's getting late, you go back." He also said, wait until August [-]th, let him bring Qilin and Wuyou into the palace, and the family will celebrate Chen Wangzhi's birthday well.

"It needs to be lively." Yu Wenche said with a smile, "He doesn't say anything, but he misses you very much in his heart."

Yu Wenrui said, "Did the Grand Tutor not bring up the matter of the palace again?"

"Going out of the palace? What kind of palace?" Yu Wenche snorted coldly, "Where is he going? Even if I don't allow him to go out, there is nothing he can do."

Yu Wenrui smiled and said, "Father, don't get angry with the Taifu."

Yu Wenche said, "I don't dare to be angry with him! When he gets angry, his ribs hurt when he gets angry. It is said that it is the root cause of the disease when he was young, and he doesn't bother to take the medicine-the older he gets, the more stubborn his temper becomes." He said. moan and groan.Yu Wenrui stopped persuading him, he knew that his father was just complaining, and he had plenty of ways to force the Grand Tutor to submit.

"I just got a string of beads, show it to him." Yu Wenche showed a smug expression, "He must like it, and when the time comes to ask me, I won't give it to him, let's see what he will do."

Yu Wenrui walked down the corridor, thinking of his father's triumphant expression, he couldn't help but smile wryly.Suddenly footsteps sounded from behind, and Yu Wenxiu's voice contained grievances, "Brother..."

Yu Wenrui turned around, Yu Wenxiu's hair was fluffy and curly, the gold hairpin was inserted obliquely, and his small face was like a beautiful jade.My younger sister is the same as myself, she looks very much like the Taifu, "What's wrong with Xiu'er?"

Yu Wenxiu pursed his mouth, "Brother, doesn't Daddy dislike Xiu'er?" As he spoke, he was about to cry.