My Empress Likes Handsome Guy

As the new year approached, there began to be stalls to buy Spring Festival couplets. Among them, a scholar's business was the most popular. The Xuan paper used by the scholar was thick and red, and the ink was vertical and horizontal, and the couplet had excellent meaning. In case of illiterate buyers, they can also draw up the contents of couplets on their own, and the scholar will write on the spot, attracting many people to stop and watch.

This day, Jiang Dong got up early in the morning and went out to the market with Xia Xia Xia. He saw the scholar standing in front of the stall with cold hands. She went up to the scholar and said, "young master, can you write any kind of Spring Festival couplets here?"

The scholar was young, and he had never talked to a young woman. Seeing such a charming girl, she made a big blush and stammered: "yes Only As long as the girl can say it, then It can be written. "

Jiang Dong thought about it and said, "please help me write a pair of couplets. It's called 'spring and Jingming are calm; the sky is blue and blue." That's 16 words. "

The scholar was obviously stunned. Jiang Dong asked, "what questions do you have?"

The scholar quickly shook his head and said with a red face and a smile, "girl, these 16 characters The artistic conception comes out completely, which is really wonderful It's just that Like It doesn't seem to be the usual way to write Spring Festival couplets. "

Jiang Dong said, "haven't you read Fan Zhongyan's Yueyang Tower?"

The scholar was at a loss: "Fan Zhongyan Who is it? "

"Fan Zhongyan was a very famous scholar in the Northern Song Dynasty. Anyone who has read books should know it."

The scholar was ashamed, "I really don't know, no To tell you the truth, even the Northern Song Dynasty has never heard of it... "

When Jiang Dong thought about it, he immediately realized that this time and space was before the Northern Song Dynasty, or it was another parallel space-time, and there was no record of the Northern Song Dynasty. She said with a smile, "just write."

Hearing this, the scholar quickly picked up his pen and wrote it. After drying the ink, he rolled up Xuan paper and tied it with red rope.

Xia Xia paid the money, holding couplets and following Jiang Dong, she said, "girl, you are really learned. You can say that you are a good poet."

Jiang Dong is complacent: "you girl, I will be more than that."

"Tell me what else, girl."

Jiang Dong coughs gently. She has no advantages, but she has a good memory. She can still remember the Yueyang Tower that she recited in middle school. At present, she carries out her favorite piece of Lang Lang: "if spring and Jingming are peaceful, the waves are calm, the sky is blue and blue; Sha Aoxiang is gathering and Jinlin is swimming; an Zhi Tinglan is gloomy and green. However, there is no such thing as a long smoke, a bright moon, a floating light and a golden moon, a quiet shadow, and a fishing song. What a joy... "

As she carried her back, she enjoyed the envious eyes of the little girl. She almost went to the sky, but she didn't notice that there was a simple sedan chair behind her for a long time.

Song Xiuchen in the sedan chair listened to her poems, and her eyes were puzzled. He had a high attainments in writing, and knew that Jiang Dong must have recited the book by an expert. But because of his extensive reading, he didn't even know whether he came from the ancients or the current celebrities.

He said in a low voice, "if you are a little village girl, how can you have this insight? Where did you come from? " After that, he knocked on the wall of the car and said to the driver outside, "go and check the Jiang family in Damopan village, Qinghe County, Qinghe Prefecture."

The coachman answered, without asking why.

However, the Xiuchen of Song Dynasty explained to himself: "how can the man who supported Chen Pinghu grow up refer Chen Pinghu to the Jiang family at will? I'm afraid the Jiang family also has a history. These years, it was the spider web spy who ignored it. "

There were more and more peddlers in the market. Jiang Dong and Xia Xia crowded to an old farmer who bought donkeys. Jiang Dong saw that the little donkey's ears were gray, lively and lovely. Her two eyes only light up, staring at the little donkey way: "summer, let's buy a donkey to go back."

Xia Xia "ah?" "Miss, what do we want donkeys for?"

Jiang Dong reached out and rubbed the donkey's soft mane. He couldn't put it down. "You see, we must have a walking tool. We can't afford BMW for the moment. Let's buy a donkey to play with. " 123 Literature Network www.123wx.net

She asked the old farmer, "how much does the donkey cost?"

The old farmer stretched out five fingers and said: "five liang of silver."

Jiang Dong nodded, thinking that five Liang silver was very cheap. She sold a lipstick enough to buy two donkeys. She patted the donkey's head and asked, "is there anything wrong with the donkey?"

The old farmer shook his hair and swore, "but it's smart. Girl, you can see that it has big eyes, erect ears, round nostrils, and then look at this mouth..." As he spoke, the farmer demonstrated to Jiang Dong, holding the donkey's jaw to show his neat teeth.

Jiang Dong saw that the old farmer's clothes were simple, so he stopped bargaining with him. He took the donkey's reins from his hand, taking five taels of silver to the old farmer.

The donkey reluctantly looked at the old farmer, unwilling to go with Jiang Dong. The old farmer patted his buttocks and repelled him a few times. Then he turned back and walked with Jiang Dong. Jiang Dong walked on the side of the donkey, rubbed its mane and comforted him: "if you follow me, you will never be able to bear hardships. You will be the first pet animal in Tai'an City. You are beautiful!"The donkey seemed to be able to understand Jiang Dong's words, and looked at him with a loud nose and a very rebellious look. Jiang Dongyou roared, "why, don't you want to be a pet? You have to be a porter to like it? Well, I can arrange a porter for you

When he got to the entrance of the alley, Jiang Dong pulled the donkey's rein and led the donkey in. Xia Xia called out in the back: "girl, stay away, be careful of being kicked."

Jiang Dongzheng wanted to say that the donkey was weak, so he saw a sedan chair coming up from the corner ahead. The roadway is narrow and donkey and sedan chair cannot pass by. Jiang Dong only glanced at the sedan chair, then he was a little frightened, and quickly turned to drive the donkey outside.

Chen Pinghu's sedan chair.

Jiang Dongan scolded. He bumped into such a ferocious spirit early in the morning. It's really unlucky! To my surprise, the donkey just clubbed and didn't listen to Jiang Dong's cry in his ear.

Jiang Dong was worried and patted the donkey's head in a low voice: "give some face to let a way, the God inside you can't be provoked!"

The donkey stood still, snorting and looking at Jiang Dong. Jiang Dong was a little flustered and said to Xia Xia: "pull out its tail quickly!"

Xia Xia hurried forward to pull the donkey's tail. Just after pulling it, the donkey raised its hind hoof and kicked Xia Xia Xia's thigh. Xia Xia Xia cried out in pain and fell on the ground.

Jiang Dongjing said: "are you OK in summer and summer?"

Xia Xia rubbed her legs and shook her head. She didn't stand up for a long time. As soon as the sedan chair approached, Jiang Dong heard the sound and knew that he couldn't escape. He had to turn around and squeeze out a smile that was worse than crying.

The coachman was surprised and said, "Mrs. Jiang, why are you here? Our adult just went to your house to look for you

A pair of hands lifted the heavy curtain from the carriage. Chen Pinghu sat in the car, looked down at Jiang Dong, and said without expression: "I asked you to stay in the house honestly, but you didn't listen to it?"

Jiang Dong didn't want to fight him head-on. He knew that the fight would ruin the day's good mood, which was not worth the money. She plans to curve to save the country, picked up the Red Spring Festival couplets on the ground and explained: "I went to buy Spring Festival couplets. The red light is high in your house, and the new year's goods are complete. My concubine can't be too shabby. Buy a red spring festival couplet, or at least it should be a scene for the new year

"These things are called servants."

"I don't know. I used to depend on my mother-in-law in the village. Although I was poor, I always bought Spring Festival couplets by myself. After all, I wanted to be lucky."

Chen Pinghu smell speech micro Zheng, facial expression relaxed a few minutes, put down the car curtain way: "come in to talk."

Jiang Dongxin complained incessantly, but did not dare to refuse, so he forced himself to drill into the carriage.