The direct daughter is as fierce as a tiger: the prince loves boundless

Chapter 92, Poetry

Yunqi's mind suddenly cleared up.

He doesn't know, regardless of Yun Jinnian's life or death these years, what has he gained?But he knew what he had lost!
Lose the admiration and respect of a child.

He remembered that Yun Jinnian was very dependent on him when he was young, would cry whenever he couldn't see her, and would leave him delicious food.

Taking a deep breath, he wanted to say something, but Yun Jinnian turned around and whispered to Han Shi.

His daughter was supposed to be proud, lively and cheerful, but because of these years of wastage, she became cautious and had deep thoughts.

She would think about every little thing.

I still remember that day, in the Han family, she kept calling Mo'er in her nightmare, who is that?

Is there a real person?Or did she imagine it to accompany her?
At that time, her father-in-law said that she was either insane, or died of exhaustion!

When we arrived in the garden, the rows of fireworks had already been set up, and just as they were about to be set off, it began to snow.

The fireworks are gorgeous and the snowflakes are white.

"Children, it's such a beautiful day. You can write some poems to meet the occasion. If you do well, I will reward you!" The old lady sat on the chair and smiled cheerfully.

As expected, Mammy Tian was holding a tray in her hand, and it was piled high under the red cloth, presumably there were a lot of things.

She was sitting on Yunqi while sitting on Yunqi.

Although the third master Yunbi is missing, it does not prevent the old lady from being happy.

Xu Xinding and the others had already had a great time playing with small fireworks, Yun Momo, Yun Qingzhi, and Yun Qingqing sat silently on the stool, their faces pale, and they didn't even smile at all.

Aunt Su and Aunt Hua were not much better either.

Yun Jinnian sat beside Mrs. Han, silent.

Xu Xinju, Yun Muyan, Yun Musi, and Yun Mulan also ran back, urging Yun Zhen to come first.

Yun Zhen came forward to write a poem, and the old lady rewarded him with a Langhao pen.

Xu Xinju hurriedly said, "Grandmother, may I write a poem?"

"Well, good, good, let's come!"

Xu Xinqu pondered for a while, and wrote a fairly neat poem, and the old lady rewarded her with a gold hairpin.

Although the nobile hairpin is old, the gemstones on it are shining, which shows that it is valuable.

After Xu Xinchao, Yun Musi and Yun Mulan were not far behind, and immediately wrote a poem. When they got something, they happily went to compare it.

Yun Muyan and Yun Zihan are more talented and learned, and their poems are excellent, the old lady is very happy.

If the concubine's daughter is like this, then the concubine's daughter must be getting better and better.

"Okay, everything is fine!"

Yunyi and Yunmei also came forward to write poems, and the old lady also gave Langhao pens.

The first room got rewards, but the second room didn't move.

The old lady looked at Yun Jinnian, "Sister Nian, come play a song!"

Yun Jinnian really wants to say, I haven't read a book or read a few years ago, so I can compose poetry?
But, don't fight for steamed buns, fight for tone.

Yun Jinnian stood up, "Yes, grandma!" After thinking for a moment, he said, "Why is this evening? It's Yedou returning to the north, and the Ming Dynasty starts from the east. The spring breeze is not far away, it's only at the east end of the house. With the sound of firecrackers, the New Year's Eve!"

Yun Jinnian's voice was very clear and light.

There is a hint of unhappiness.

But I have to say that the poetry is excellent, and it vividly expresses the New Year's Eve.

It's a good saying that every family should not lie down when keeping the new year, and the sound of firecrackers will get rid of the new year!

Yun Qi didn't speak, but just looked at Yun Jinnian intently.

After Yun Chen was stunned, he boasted, "Sister Nian's poem is good, excellent, excellent!" Looking at the old lady, "Mother, you should reward her very much!"

(End of this chapter)