Tang Bohu Marries Qiuxiang

Chapter 127
"I did this?" Zhu Houzhao looked confused.

"That's natural." Tang Bohu sighed and said, "After drinking last night, His Royal Highness suddenly swiped his pen with the help of a god!"

"Really?" Zhu Houzhao couldn't believe it, but he really couldn't remember what he did last night, and then he picked up another poem: What a Penglai Pavilion, damn it really not bad.If the gods can come, I will sit down too.Put down the wine by the window and sing to the sea.Come and guess a few punches, my brother-in-law is afraid of drinking too much!
"Is this... also made by the prince?" Zhu Houzhao was in a daze!

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is amazing!" Tang Bohu said, "I make two songs once I do it."

"What about this song? Is this also made by me?" Zhu Houzhao said again: "Look at a flower from a distance, and a scar from a close look. Oh my mother! It turned out to be a painting!"

"Puff...cough cough cough!" Zhu Zhishan, who had just taken a sip of water, was suddenly choked in his throat and coughed vigorously.

"What a good one! My mother! This sentence is really the finishing touch. I admire the height of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Tang Bohu bowed his hands again and flattered him.

Zhu Houzhao: "Really? Tang Bohu, I don't read much, so don't lie to me!"

"Don't dare!" Tang Bohu lowered his head.

Holding a few pieces of paper, Zhu Houzhao walked farther and farther with a confused face, as if he was doubting his own life, and he stopped and stopped as if he was about to realize something... Unconsciously, he said a word, "What the hell, I I can’t remember anything at all.”

Before Tang Bohu and others arrived in the capital, Zhu Houzhao's poems arrived first.

The cannon fired and hit his mother.Wei Jia Hai Nei Xi returned to his hometown.

Is this a poem written by the prince?It's degrading for people to say that.Absurd, this is also called poetry.

The prince Zhu Houzhao’s reputation is not to say that he is notorious, but he is also famous far and near. For the officials in the capital, he has a very bad impression of the prince. Reading books is like letting the prince Zhu Houzhao. It is as difficult as a sow climbing a tree.

It's just that Zhu Hou made a poem this time.

There is another song: Look at a flower from a distance, but look at a scar up close.Oh my mother!It turned out to be a painting!
It is simply unbearable to look directly at!
Although the literati from all walks of life in the capital were not blinded, at least they couldn't bear to look directly at them.

Liu Jian, a scholar of the Cabinet University, read: "The cannon is fired and his mother is bombarded, Vega and Hainei are returning to their hometown... This reading not only rhymes but also raises the breath, there is nothing wrong with it! It's just that the taste of this poem is so familiar. ?”

In the Huagai Hall of Zuochunfang, Li Dongyang, a cabinet scholar, also frowned when he saw these poems.

Snapped!
Yang Tinghe slapped the table and scolded angrily: "It's a shame! I'm going to meet His Majesty!"

Yang Tinghe hasn't been in front of Zhu Youtang yet. In fact, Zhu Youtang has already seen these poems. On weekdays, some sick emperors rarely appear rosy on their face. It's just that the ruddy is happy or too angry. .

Holding his forehead in pain, Zhu Youtang was very tired!
"Why hasn't this traitor come back!"

The memorial was crumpled into a ball in Zhu Youtang's hands, and now it can be confirmed that Zhu Youtang was indeed too angry to hold back.

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Tang Bohu and others set off again and came all the way to the official road outside the capital. Zhu Houzhao didn't feel the slightest fluctuation in his heart when he was approaching the capital. He just looked at a few of his poems for a while, clicked the pictures, and shook his head for a while.

Zhu Zhishan grabbed the horse under him and said to Tang Bohu: "Okay, I'll send it here, it's time to go back to Jiangnan."

Tang Bohu glanced at Su Long behind him and nodded: "Pay attention to safety along the way, be careful not to be robbed again."

"Hehehe!" Zhu Zhishan smiled awkwardly.

"Jie Dao? Let me see who dares!"

shhhhhh!
After finishing speaking, Su Long quickly shot three flying knives and three sparrows fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Zhishan drools with a gurgle.

Having such a highly skilled wife, Tang Bohu, is very worried about Zhu Zhishan's rest of his life, what if this Su Long gets upset and shoots Zhu Zhishan on the wall one day.

"It seems that the rest of your life... oh! Don't talk, take care!" Tang Bohu patted Zhu Zhishan on the shoulder.

"Take care too!" Zhu Zhishan bowed his hands and said goodbye.

Tang Bohu was worried and brought some guards to Zhu Zhishan, and Su Mao watched his sister leave.

"What? Aren't you saying goodbye to your sister?" Tang Bohu looked at the child and said.

"My sister said that men don't cry easily!" Su Mao sniffed hard and said, "I'm afraid of crying in front of my sister."

Tang Bohu smiled and said: "That's your biological sister. You two have been dependent on each other since childhood, and you are also the closest people in the world. Maybe this time we will be separated for several years!"

Hearing Tang Bohu's words, Su Mao closed his tears and kept them down.

Tang Bohu quietly swung his whip and hit Su Mao's horse hard. The horse started to run in pain, and chased in the direction where Zhu Zhishan was leaving.

"Farewell to your sister well!" Tang Bohu said to the flustered Su Mao.

"Sister!" Su Mao shouted as he wiped away his tears.

Hearing the shout, Su Long endured the grief and trembled all over, turned his back to Su Mao and shouted loudly: "Stop!"

Su Mao pulled the rein hard!Stay where you are.

"You want to be a man! Don't cry!" After Su Long finished speaking, she still turned her back to Su Mao and threw a throwing knife, stabbing nervously into the ground in front of Su Mao.

"Sister, I won't cry!" Su Mao wiped away his tears.

"You are the only seedling of my Fengshanzhai, you have to make contributions! Win glory for my Su family! Leave a queen for my Su family!" Su Long said loudly.

"Sister! I got it!" Su Mao shouted towards Su Long.

"Let's go." Su Long wiped her tears and whispered to Zhu Zhishan beside her.

Watching Su Mao come back, Tang Bohu nodded, "Is there anything else to worry about?"

"No more!" Su Mao said with firm eyes: "I can follow you, but you have to lead me to make contributions!"

"As long as you think about it! There are opportunities!" Tang Bohu also urged the horse under him and said, "Now Da Ming needs new forces, and you young people are the future of Da Ming."

"You don't seem to be a few years older yourself." Su Mao glanced at Tang Bohu, who was about the same age as him, "How do you say it so old-fashioned?"

"Alas..." Tang Bohu sighed and said, "Ghost knows what I have experienced these years. If you have experienced what I have experienced, you will understand."

"My lord! Wude slipped away quietly." Tian San came to Tang Bohu's side.

"Send someone to follow him." Tang Bohu said, "This monk Wude is not easy."

"Yes, my lord!" Tian San ordered.

　Thank you very much for your support, especially the many old readers who have been chasing after the old book Qin Yu. It has been two years since I wrote the book. Thank you very much. You are still voting. How can I give up?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)