MTL - I Am This Type of Woman-Chapter 52 city

"His Royal Highness," Chang Hao stood beside the Princess Denin, and he looked a little hesitant. "Why don't you tell Hou Ye about things?"

"The grievances of the previous generation will be good for my generation," said Princess Long, looking at the dimly lit candle in the house. She took the pill from Chang Hao and ate it. "I am sorry for him with Hummer, and did not teach him to grow." I didn't teach him martial arts, and I didn't want to teach him hatred."

"His Royal Highness," Chang Hao's palm was empty, and there was a stove in the room, but she felt that her heart was cool. "Hou Ye will understand your pains, and he never blamed you."

"He is a good boy," said Princess Denin, who was not the royal princess at this time, but an ordinary mother. "I have dedicated half of my life to the royal family. The only happy day is with Hummer. The time together, and the time to spend with the children."

"His Royal Highness," Chang Hao often trembled in front of the Grand Princess. "You have to take care of your body. Hou Ye and his wife are as filial. The county and the world are also big. You have not seen them become loved ones." ,you……"

"A Chang," the big princess suddenly smiled and interrupted Chang Hao's words. "You said, who among my younger generations is the most like me?"

Chang Hao held the hand of the princess, and stared at him with red eyes: "Mrs. Xiuwaihuizhong, there is a bit of your strength."

"No, too," the princess shook his head slowly. "The class is most like me, it is awkward."

I often looked at the Princess Dachang with horror. In her opinion, the county magistrate is more like a Hummer. How can it be like a princess?

The cold wind whistling outside, but there was no cold wind blowing into the house.

"When the age of the palace is young, it is the best of all the children of the father. It is precisely because of this that all the princesses, the father favors me most," the long princess caressed the gorgeous robe, "Huafu" Food, gold and silver jade, supreme preference, let other princesses hate the palace, and even resorted to the means of calculation. This palace loves to look at the way they racked their brains, but they can’t move the palace. Half a point."

"The emperor, as the brother of the palace, is not very popular with his father. The father has even personally stated that if he is not worried that other emperors will not take me, he may not choose his elder brother to be a prince." Close your eyes and recall the years when you were young. "At that time, the great career, whoever saw this palace should also be polite."

The fresh clothes were raging, the power was respected, and then married to the Hummer. She was still the most noble princess of the Dang Dynasty. She only guarded her father and the emperor, and her brother was sitting on the throne.

The elder brother can sit on the position of the emperor, and he is also relying on the power of the horse to help him stabilize the courtier. It’s a pity that the birds are doing the best, and the good bows are hidden. The brothers, like other emperors, have done the unloading and killing of the emperors. Fortunately, he still recited the brother and sister friendship, although people calculated the Hummer on the battlefield, but did not ask for his life.

He thought that he had no idea, but he forgot that there is a saying in the world that "if you don't know, unless you do."

She learned that her husband, who was very considerate to herself, suffered from the calculations of her brothers. She sat in the house for a whole day.

"She is like me when she is young," the long princess coughed a few times, often rushing to bring a cup of honey to her.

“No,” said the Grand Princess, pushing the cup open, faintly saying, “This palace was born in the royal family, and death should be there.”

Frequently shaking hands, the glass of honey splashed a few drops on the back of her hand, and finally slipped into the carpet and disappeared.

The wind and snow did not stop for the whole night. When the class got up the next morning, the next person outside the yard was seeing salt on the ground. A face was frozen and red, and she was swearing at her side. The snow outside does not need to be piped, wait for the snow to stop and sweep again."

"Yes." Ruyi smiled and went out to talk to these people. The next person was not happy, and thanked him with all his wish. He also read the compassion of the county owner and grateful to Dade.

"I know that the county lord is distressed by these people." Ruyi and a few 丫鬟 丫鬟 着 着 婳 婳 婳 婳 婳 婳 婳 婳 婳 婳 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小 小

"It’s all raised by the parents of the life. It’s also bad when it’s frozen.” Ban Yi washed his face and cleaned his teeth. “This year’s snow seems to be extraordinarily big.”

I looked at the heavy snow outside the window and nodded. "It seems to be bigger than in previous years."

Snow is big, there are not many pedestrians on the street, the wealthy home is okay, the home floor is full of various meat dishes, and the poor family days are a little sad. Although the imperial court sent a silver and two down every year, the local gangsters helped the ordinary people to spend the cold winter. However, after being exploited at various levels, the people who actually used the people did not even have a fraction.

However, even if someone is starved to death, local officials will not report it. In the bustling capital city, everyone is happy to welcome the arrival of New Year's Eve. They do not know that the money allocated by the court has not used the head of the people. on.

"Bo," When Du Jiu went into Rong Rong's study, he saw the umbrella that was too bright in the corner of the study room. He asked casually, "Are you going to return the umbrella?"

Rong Rong raised an eyebrow and did not understand why he said it.

"I heard that the homonym of the umbrella is not very auspicious, so I borrowed someone else's umbrella and must go back." Du Jiu saw that the face of the uncle had not changed, and immediately added, "Of course, this is a rumor of the ignorant woman. It doesn't make sense, this umbrella is quite..."

"Du Jiu."

"I have any instructions, Grandpa."

"How did I let you check the news?" Rong Rong put down the letter in his hand, the tone is subtle. "The long princess body, is it really not good?"

"The people of the Grand Princess House are very careful. The Princess of the Grand Princess is taking pills for most of the time. Even if there is a dregs, it will not let ordinary people intervene, but the people who are used by the Princess." Personally, "Du Jiu frowned. "The long haunted princess's daily habits have not changed much, but his subordinates still feel that there is something wrong with it."

If there is really no problem, why are you so careful, even the drug residue is not willing to let others discover?

There was silence in the study room, and I looked at the lady in the corner and took a long umbrella. "You send a copy of my personally written prayer to the Princess of the Grand Princess. I want to meet the Princess."

Du Jiuyi squatted and hugged his fists back.

After Du Jiu’s retreat, Rong Rong went to the corner and bent down to pick up the umbrella.

"Hey."

The umbrella was opened, and the Chinese costume on the umbrella was filled with a woman's head peony flower, and the face was bright.

When the Princess of the Great Princess died, why should Jingting Houfu go?

Rong Rong stared at the umbrella for a long time. When he heard the footsteps outside the study, he slowly recovered God.

"Bo, the paper and paint you want are all ready." The butler's voice came in. "Do you use it now?"

"Get it in." Rong Rong walked back to the desk and collected the "Zhongcheng Theory" on the table.

The butler let Xiao Xiao stand outside the door, and he personally took the same thing in. When he closed the door of the study, his eyes swept over the umbrella that had not been collected, and then quickly closed his eyes and retired. Go out.

Many people know that Rong Rong's paintings and calligraphy are both perfect, proficient in poetry, and have the talents of the world. When they were young, they were famous, but many people also knew that Rong Rong had never painted people. He has painted flowers, birds, fish, insects and plants, but no one has ever seen him depicting people.

Some people say that he is not good at drawing characters, and some people say that no one in the world can let Rong Wei write, but no matter what the truth, at least tolerant of never drawing characters is recognized by many talents.

Snow, red peony, umbrella, and luxurious halls are all beautiful, but when the four scenes are in one place, it should be strange.

Why do people have to wear umbrellas in the temple, how can there be peony in the cold snowy days? And the woman who is facing the hall and can only see the back but not seeing the truth, just the back is enough to make people think, and forget the strangeness in this painting.

After finishing the painting in one breath, Rong Rong selected a brush from the pen holder and wrote two poems in the blank space.

Only the peony is a national color, and the city is moving when the flowers bloom.

Putting down the pen, Rong Rong put away the umbrella and untied the ruby ​​pendant on the umbrella.

The ruby ​​was ground into a drop of water, and the color was excellent. It was like a woman with a good age, and it exudes its most beautiful moment.

He chuckled and put the jewel in his arms.

"Sister," Ban Heng knocked on the door and didn't hear the voice of the class refused. Then he pushed the door and came in. He looked helplessly: "There are three ice people who said they are today."

Banyan was lying on a chaise couch with fox fur, yawning lazily, reaching for the snack next to him, revealing a half-baked arm.

Ban Heng pulled her sleeves down and covered her arms and said: "Chen, Wang, and... Yin."

"Chen's kind of scholarly family, can you win me like this?" Ban Yu rubbed his mouth and frowned. "There is a Wang Jia Er Lang, who looks like a melon and runs." What are you going to do?"

Ban Heng is speechless: "That Chen Jiazi seems to be doing well?"

"This kind of scholarly family is not fun to marry, and..." The class swears. "Don't look at the kindness and morality of such people. When our family loses momentum, the fastest face is them."

Ban Heng thought about it carefully and said seriously: "Sister, do you still want to marry?" Who knows what kind of people are like, but it is better to stay in their own home for five years. It’s counted in this world.

"Okay," Ban said, nodding. "Whoever marries anyway, the days will not be better than at home."

"Yinjia is also very interested in sending people to come to our home to raise relatives." Ban Heng did not have the slightest affection for the Yin family. Although they were only their ancestors, "I am guilty of the virtue, he also matches?"

“Yinjia?” Ban Yu smiled. “Does the mother care for them?”

"Mom like a mother, you still don't know?" Ban Heng coughed, "The iceman who was invited by the Yin family has gone back."

Even if the mother can bear it, he can't bear this family.

Ban Heng thinks that some of the scholars in the capital city are really interesting. For example, the Chen family son, who once said that his sister is too extravagant, and now his family asked the iceman to talk about the media, and did not know what to think.

Isn’t the scholar’s ​​rebellion, is it not called the anti-Ir?