The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Everyone seemed to have seen Zhao Hao playing the lute outside Zhongcui Palace affectionately, just hoping to meet Jiang Zhiyu.

Zhao Hao?

deep feeling?

It seems very inconsistent!

But it's not completely against harmony, at least when listening to this poem, this image can emerge in my mind.

Almost everyone present understood, the only one who didn't understand was the black-faced man.

But he is also a person who can read words and expressions. Just by looking at the expressions of the people, he knows that this poem is very good.

So he immediately stood up, ready to say the words "my son is a great talent", but he was interrupted before he could say it.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Jiang Zheng applauded and laughed, patted Zhao Hao's shoulder and said, "Good poetry! It's really good poetry!"

The black-faced man was a little uncomfortable, but he still swallowed the words "my son is a great talent".

Because according to his experience, when the emperor praises others, if there is no novelty or progressive point of view, don't go along with it.

At first he didn't know why, but after listening to the old man's analysis, he finally figured out the reason.

You idiot, you can't tell why, but you insist on agreeing there, won't it make the emperor think that his appreciation is at the same level as your idiot?Isn't this Mai Tai people?

So in order to avoid the emperor secretly punishing himself, he rationally chose to shut up.

Zhao Hao pursed his lips and showed a shy smile: "It's not a good poem, it's just my true feelings!"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiyu, who had always had a calm expression, couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, seeming to have a hint of a smile.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Zheng couldn't help being a little jealous.

Motherfucker!

I have raised my daughter for more than ten years, and I have never seen her smile, but this kid wrote a love poem and made my daughter laugh?

Under the jealousy, he slapped Zhao Hao on the head and reprimanded: "Good poetry is good poetry, but the writing is too insincere. You were ignorant since you were young, and you don't know anything about rhythm. What are you talking about, the zither, the bell and the drum?"

Zhao Hao grinned: "I..."

Jiang Zheng interrupted: "Don't you! I'll ask you, will you?"

Zhao Hao thought for a moment, and said seriously: "No! But I can learn..."

"Push!"

Jiang Zhiyu finally couldn't bear it anymore, covered her mouth and let out a laugh.

This is not what people call a playboy, he is clearly a pure young boy!

Just ask, who doesn't want to talk about a sweet love?

With such a smile, Zhao Hao couldn't help being stunned for a moment!

His lips moved, and finally he said: "There are beautiful women in the barren country, who are peerless and independent. One smile can win people over the city, and another smile can win over people's country."

This poem came out.

The hall is silent!

Chapter 59: Black-faced man: I am the father-in-law!

If the "Guan Ju" just now made everyone amazed and surprised, this poem completely shocked them.

There are beautiful people in the barren country,

Peerless and independent.

A smile that captivates the city,

Laugh again.

Jiang Zheng opened his eyes wide, looking at Zhao Hao as if looking at a monster.

Is this poem bad?

very good!

But my daughter just laughed, and you just make these lines?

Good guy!

Wenquxing descends to earth!

At this moment, Jiang Zheng's heart was filled with ecstasy. Zhao Hao's current performance was a peerless diamond in the rough to him.

For decades, the deserted country has not lost a single large-scale battle, but it is difficult to expand its territory again!

why?

It is because of cultural disapproval that people in other countries regard barren countries as mud legs. Even if you occupy their city, they subconsciously do not regard you as their own, even though everyone has the same appearance, same origin, and same origin. They are all descendants of the Han Dynasty.

If you can pass this kid...

This time, Jiang Zheng looked at Zhao Hao more and more fondly.

He just likes Zhao Hao's cultured but unambitious appearance.

Zhao Hao saw that everyone was silent for such a long time, so he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you? Why don't you speak?"

Everyone just woke up like a dream.

The black-faced man slapped his thigh, and immediately took a step ahead: "My son is a great talent!"

This time in front of the second father of the emperor, shouldn't he be hated?

It suffocated me just now!

Jiang Zhiyu also woke up from the trance, and her pretty face couldn't help but blushed. Although she had never been out of the deep palace since she was a child, and she had never even had contact with anyone outside the Zhongcui Palace, from the reactions of those maids and eunuchs, She can also know that she is probably beautiful.

But even so, when Zhao Hao said that he "captures the city with a smile, and the country with a smile", he couldn't help but feel a little hot on his pretty face. Is it true that he is so beautiful, or is it only in Zhao Hao's eyes? Is such that?

Jiang Zheng looked at her: "Zhiyu, do you like these two poems?"

"like!"