() Xue Tao's father, Xue Yun, Shi Eun entered Shu, and after his death, his wife and daughter lived in Shu. When he was young, he lived in Chengdu with his father Yunliu, and he was able to write poems at the age of **, and his father died in the portrait of Xue Tao, who was poor at the age of sixteen, and fell into the music book at the age of sixteen, and never married after leaving the music class. After settling in Huanhuaxi, although the famous poets at that time, such as Yuan Zhen, Bai Juyi, Zhang Ji, Wang Jian, Liu Yuxi, Du Mu, Zhang Hu and others all had singing and paying contacts, in the end they did not find a man who could be entrusted with lifelong happiness, so they had to be dressed as a female Taoist, built a poetry building in Bijifang, spent their old age in a quiet life, and finally died alone.

Zhuo Wenjun, a talented woman in the Han Dynasty, she is beautiful and talented, good at playing the piano, and her family is rich. She is the granddaughter of King Zhuo, a wealthy businessman in Han Linqiong, a good music rhythm, and a new widow. Sima Xiangru drank in Zhuo's family, picked it with the heart of the piano, Wenjun ran at night, and returned to Chengdu together. Due to the poverty of his family, he returned to Linqiong, sold his car to ride, and sold wine in a wine house. It is like wearing a calf's nose robe, mixing with slaves and maids, washing utensils in the city, and making Wenjun a man. Zhuo Wang Sun was deeply ashamed, and had to divide the property with him, so that he returned to Chengdu, fortunately, Sima Xiangru was not bad, the two of them were selling wine, white-headed resentment, and Changmen Lingfu; Often swirling in the fat powder pile, over the age of knowing the fate, intending to take the Maoling woman as a concubine, when the brocade clothes and jade food abandoned the dregs and Mu Shaoai, Zhuo Wenjun couldn't bear it, made a poem of "Baitou Yin", left "sad and sad, marry without crying, willing to have a heart, white head is not separated." In the end, it can't escape a tragic ending.

Yang Zheng saw the eldest lady looking at him with a smile, he felt bad, when he heard the words "like Xue Tao, or Zhuo Wenjun", he couldn't wait to give himself a slap, although Xue Tao and Zhuo Wenjun were talented, but the ending was too miserable, and that girl didn't want to do anything Xue Tao and Zhuo Wenjun, even if they were the white lady of the West Lake, they were better than them. "Mistakes, mistakes!"

Li Yan'er and the dead ladyboy were laughing on the side, but Mrs. Peng was also smiling at this time, and that look seemed to be saying, now it depends on what you say.

Yang Zheng looked at the eldest lady and frowned coldly, the regret in his heart, it goes without saying, he offended the eldest lady this time, and he can live a better life in the future.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't see the eldest lady scolding him, just glanced at him lightly, snorted, and said, "I don't want to write anything about "Pulsatilla" in the future!" After speaking, he glared at him fiercely and said, "Don't follow me yet, what, do you want me to invite you?"

Yang Zheng listened to the eldest lady's stern tone, but he was not really angry, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered in his heart: "It's not bad, it's not bad!" Seeing the eldest lady's curtain move lightly, she walked to the front yard.

It wasn't until this moment that Yang Zheng discovered that this Peng family's mansion actually had three courtyards, the front, the middle, and the back, and the front mansion was inhabited by the subordinates, the housekeepers, and the family members living in the back house, that is, where the eldest lady of the Peng family lived.

The eldest lady led him through the hall, and finally came to the front yard, which was larger, planted with osmanthus, chrysanthemums, and camellias...... The most is the plum tree, now it is only August, it is not the time for the plum blossoms to bloom, but the plum dry is curvy, vigorous and powerful, making people give birth to a kind of heavy snow, a few plums in the corner, Lin Han opened alone The momentum came, and instantly pressed the other flowers down, Yang Zheng nodded secretly, looked at it a few times, and sang a poem very coquettishly: "The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring." It is already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches. Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring. When the mountains were full of flowers, she laughed in the bushes. ”

The eldest lady was just walking with her head buried, but she suddenly heard him read such a poem, frowned and muttered twice, turned around, this time it was too unexpected, Yang Zheng was sassing the poem, never thought that the eldest lady suddenly braked, one stood unsteadily, "oops", and pounced.

It is said that Yang Zheng has stood under the waterfall for more than ten days, and the next plate has already been washed by the waterfall as steady as a rock, if he wants to brake the car, he can still do it, the bad thing is that Peng Shuangshuang should not raise his head, this look up, eyebrows like Yuandai, eyes like autumn water, a melon seed face, with a cherry little red lips, any man will be moved when he sees it, Yang Zheng is a man, naturally no exception, now it is the opportunity given by God, how can he miss it in vain, his eyes turned, his body not only did not stabilize, but he looked even more exaggerated and pounced.

Peng Shuangshuang heard Yang Zheng's "oops", and knew that it was not good, but after all, she was a daughter's family, and her adaptability was not as good as that of a man.

Happy Dragon Boat Festival ^^^^^^^^^^, when you eat zongzi, don't forget to collect, recommend, read!