Hard to be a good wife

Tang Yue stayed in Prince Zhao's Mansion all day long, unaware that rumors about him had spread everywhere.

Zhao Sanlang went to Liyang Hou's Mansion several times but found no one. Later, he found out that he was in Prince Zhao's Mansion after beating around the bush.

Tang Yue was holding the set of carving knives that Wang Zizhao gave him, and there was a mess of wood on the table, he stared at Zhao Sanlang for a while, and couldn't help asking: "You really came to find me? "

Zhao Sanlang was full of black lines, "If I don't come to see you, I will go to Prince Zhao's Mansion?" He is not so free!

When people of their generation see Wang Zizhao, they are either like a mouse seeing a cat and can hide as far as they can, or like a cat seeing a fish, wanting to lick it.

Unfortunately, he, Zhao Sanlang, belongs to the former, and he would never enter the gate of Prince Zhao's Mansion without incident.

"Oh, then what did you come to see me for?" Tang Yue thought, he must have nothing serious to do, so he continued to be busy with his work.

Zhao Sanlang was attracted by the objects he carved, and leaned on the table to look at them one by one, exclaiming: "Tang Xiaolang, what a skill!"

He took a look at a cute wooden carved pig, and for the first time found that this creature was not so obtrusive.

"Thank you for the compliment!" Tang Yue accepted his compliment without raising his head.

"What are you carving? What are you doing?"

"Twelve zodiac signs, a boring pastime!" Tang Yue raised the newly completed tiger in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

Sure enough, skills depend on practice, and he finally returned to the peak level.

The tiger in his hand was snatched away by Zhao Sanlang, and he looked at it like a baby for a long time: "It's so lifelike, if it can be covered with a layer of tiger skin, it will be even more like it."

Tang Yue secretly complained: How can such a small woodcarving wear tiger skin?

"Hey, give this to me, my son happens to be a tiger!" After finishing speaking, he stuffed the wood carving into his bosom.

Tang Yue reached out and snatched the wood carving from his arms, "If you like it, I'll carve another one for you. I'm going to give this away."

"Who are you sending it to? Who has more face than me, Zhao Sanlang?" Mr. Zhao asked arrogantly.

Tang Yue pointed in a certain direction with the carving knife, shrugged: "Why don't you go and tell Wang Zizhao, maybe he is willing to give you one."

Zhao Sanlang shrank his neck, and his arrogant arrogance was immediately extinguished by the water, "Hey, that's it, then I won't take anyone's fancy, but remember to carve one for me next time...no, I need two, One male and one female!"

Tang Yue took a look at him and clicked his tongue: "Zhao Sanlang, I didn't expect that you actually like a woman who is a round older than you. Could it be that you lack maternal love since childhood?"

No need to ask, he knew that one of the two woodcarvings belonged to Princess Huizhu.

Zhao Sanlang's face turned blue, and he shouted: "How can love be judged by age? Ordinary people!"

"Okay, okay, as long as you like it." He didn't bother to care who this kid liked, did he have half a cent to do with him?

Zhao Sanlang rubbed his nose, lowered his voice and asked, "The idea you came up with last time seems useless."

"What idea?" Tang Yue didn't think of it for a while.

Zhao Sanlang stared, reminding him: "A love letter..."

"Oh, that... the other party doesn't like it?" No way, "It's probably because your writing is not vivid enough?"

Zhao Sanlang took out a stack of handkerchiefs and handed them to Tang Yue, "Look, why is such a heart-wrenching poem not vivid enough?" As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered that Tang Yue was illiterate, so he took his hand back again, "Forget it You are illiterate, so I will read it to you."

Tang Yue pressed his hand, raised the corners of his lips and chuckled, "Who says you can't read?"

He opened Zhao Sanlang's hand, held the handkerchief in front of him, and looked at it seriously.

He has learned the characters from Wang Zizhao for several days, and has known hundreds of them. He thought it would be no problem to read a few poems, but he didn't expect that this kid didn't know where to find the gunman, and he used a poem in a daze. There are several rare words, which look extremely complicated.

Zhao Sanlang asked in surprise: "When did you learn the characters?"

"Learning!" Tang Yue didn't hide it from him.

Zhao Sanlang looked at him in shock, and stammered and asked, "You...you learned from Mr. Wen?"

"Who is Mr. Wen?"

Zhao Sanlang rolled his eyes and exhaled again, "That's right, I think highly of you. How could it be that Mr. Wen taught you personally, just to learn how to read."

Tang Yue understood, presumably this Mr. Wen is a well-known bachelor, and he is in Prince Zhao's mansion.

Should he tell this kid that Wang Zizhao was the one who taught him how to read and write?

Forget it, it sounds fake, this kid won't believe it 100%.

"Do you understand?" Zhao Sanlang changed the subject.

"Ahem...Of course, you can!" Tang Yue was a little less confident, but he still commented: "Your poems are too lofty, and the artistic conception has been out of love. The princess will only comment on two when she sees it. Words, I will never feel your affection."

Zhao Sanlang suddenly held Tang Yue's hand, his eyes brightened, "Brother, you are so talented, how do you know that the princess only said two words?"

Tang Yue shook off his hand and laughed cheaply: "Guess!"

"You really are not an ordinary person!" Zhao Sanlang said excitedly: "After reading it, the princess only said the word 'good poem', and then rewarded me with a jade ruyi, and sent me away."

Tang Yue thought to himself: If I don't send you away, why don't I let you eat and stay overnight?Think beautifully!

However, he guessed that this kid was probably useless. Given the age gap, how could it be so easy to overcome?

"Why don't you change the way, don't ask someone to write it for you, do it yourself, write out your inner thoughts, and send a bouquet of roses every day, try it."

"What is a rose?" Zhao Sanlang asked with his head tilted.

Tang Yue really wanted to rub his head with his hands, why did he look so like Erha?

"Anyway, it's just a kind of flower, bright red, if you can't find it, you can use other ones instead." I don't know when the roses came out.

"Understood." Zhao Sanlang nodded seriously.

"Do you want to go in and see Wang Zizhao?" Tang Yue asked him. After all, he entered someone's house, and it seemed impolite not to visit the owner's house.

Zhao Sanlang jumped up in fright, and waved his hands frequently, "It's okay, I have something important to do, so I'll take my leave first, goodbye!"

After speaking, he ran away with wind on his feet.

Tang Yue was speechless, is Wang Zizhao so scary?Can't eat people!

He smoothed the twelve zodiac signs on the table with emery cloth, took them to the carpenter for coloring, found a long box and packed them one by one, ready to present them as treasures.

Since the last time the third prince came, Wang Zizhao was not in a good mood. Tang Yue failed to seduce him with delicious food, so he had to find another way. I don't know if he likes it or not.

Knocking on the door of Wang Zizhao's room, Tang Yue smelled a smell of smoke as soon as he walked in, and hurried to open the window, "What are you burning? Why don't you open the window with such a big smoke, and you are not afraid of killing yourself .”

Wang Zizhao didn't answer, but stared at the brazier, wondering what he was thinking.

Tang Yue never cared about his official affairs, let alone participate in his conspiracy.

At first, he just wanted to make a name for himself by curing Wang Zizhao's leg and build his own business. After getting along with him for a long time, he found that although he was cold, he was not difficult to get along with, so he gradually invested in some personal feelings.

"Don't look at it, if you stare at that basin again, it's impossible to turn a pile of ashes into the original." Tang Yue stretched out the wooden box in front of him, "Open it and have a look, it's for you."

Wang Zizhao looked up at him with doubts in his eyes, "You gave it to me?"

"That's right, living and eating at your house is free, isn't it normal to give some gifts?" Of course Tang Yue didn't say it was to ease Wang Zizhao's mood.

Wang Zizhao opened the wooden box, and saw a row of animal wood carvings inside, all of them were indescribably cute, and they were quite different from what he knew.

He took out a monkey and put it in the palm of his hand. The palm-sized monkey made a posture of crossing its eyebrows and looking into the distance. Its eyes were vivid and lifelike.

"You carved it?" Wang Zizhao looked at Tang Yue's hands, really wanting to know what else they could do.

Tang Yue smiled without answering, "Do you like it?"

"Very nice." Wang Zizhao replied honestly.

"Are you in a better mood?" Tang Yue glanced at the brazier on the ground, and comforted him: "In fact, life is like this. Ups and downs are inevitable. There are many things you ask for, and the hardships and encounters you suffer. There will be more cuts on the top, so there is nothing to care about."

Wang Zizhao was a little moved, and when he looked at the wood carving in his hand, his eyes became three points warmer.

He lowered his head and said, "I don't care about anything, it's just... just like this wood carving, its good-looking appearance can't hide its dross essence. Some people are also like this, just see through it."

Tang Yue: "..."

Wang Zizhao put the wood carving back into the box, put it beside the pillow, and said earnestly, "So, next time Tang Xiaolang wants to give the wood carving to others, please exchange it for better wood. There is no shortage of these in the house."

Tang Yue: "..." Damn it!Can you still have fun?