Chapter 692: The Son's 'Poetry'
Hearing the words of the eldest daughter-in-law, Mrs. Cheng's face immediately changed, and she said anxiously: "Qingchuan ......"
"Li Qingchuan, you'd better think carefully before opening your mouth before speaking!" Before Mrs. Cheng finished speaking, Li Yuanba's voice had already cooled down, "Think about your own identity and status, as well as the identity and status of this king, what kind of existence should Princess Wu have!" ”
When he said this, Li Yuanba snorted coldly and continued: "What would you think if the eldest prince of Cheng Cheng gave you a leave of absence now? ”
Li Qingchuan, who was reprimanded by Li Yuanba and had no face, and could even be said to be self-conscious, couldn't bear it anymore when he heard Li Yuanba's later words! What a martial king, what the Li royal family, to hell with it!
"Why do you say that about me?" Li Qingchuan was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he jumped like thunder, "Let's not talk about the deep affection between me Li Qingchuan and my husband, no matter how bad it is, I am also a royal family, I am also a princess, only I am a husband, and no one has ever dared to divorce the daughter of my royal family!" ”
"Hmph, then do you know that Princess Wu Shun has already been accepted as a righteous daughter by the imperial grandfather, and has been given the title of Princess Mingshuo, in terms of personal status alone, Princess Mingshuo is equal to your status. But if it is about the identity and status of the husband, this king is the king of martial arts, even if the prince of Cheng can inherit the title of Zhijie, he is only a duke at the top! You should be very clear about the status between this! ”
Li Yuanba had a gloomy face and said, "You think you are a head taller than others, you think you are the aunt of this king, and this king will not dare to throw your face at you?" What are you? ”
"You ......" Li Qingchuan's face suddenly turned extremely red, and he almost subconsciously turned his head and left.
"This king still wants to entertain relatives and friends, so I won't send it far!" Li Yuanba glanced coldly at Li Qingchuan, who was gradually moving away, turned his head and put on a smiling face, and said:
"Mrs. Cheng, don't blame Yuanba for being unreasonable. It's really Li Qingchuan who is rude to speak, but let's just talk about things, if she Li Qingchuan feels that she is not wrong, she can naturally sue her father, and this king is too lazy to plead! That's right, Mrs. Cheng. Miss Cheng, please enter the palace with this king! ”
Although Li Qingchuan is the daughter-in-law of their old Cheng family, she is also a member of the Li royal family, even if Mrs. Cheng wants to help Li Qingchuan speak, she is powerless.
Therefore, after hearing Li Yuanba's words, they didn't say anything, but silently followed Li Yuanba into the side hall.
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Compared with the bustle in the main hall, the side hall is a lot quieter, after all, compared with men, most of the women speak softly. No one made a loud noise.
And Empress Changsun and Wu Shun sat high on the main seat, and sitting next to them was the youngest son.
It's just that now the little son is a little sick, and it looks like he's sick.
As for the other royal and noble women, most of them got together in two or three of each other, talking and laughing, and everyone seemed to have endless whispers between them.
"All of you here are relatives of our Li royal family, so many years. Except for the Chinese New Year's Eve every year, it is really difficult to make up such a complete! ”
Empress Eldest Sun watched as the following gathered in twos and threes. The royal ladies laughed gently.
Wu Shun nodded and said, "The second sister-in-law is right, every year a dinner is held in the palace, but our Wuwang Mansion has never been so lively!" ”
"You girl still has the face to say that when you and your fourth brother got married. The entire Chang'an City is festive, and those people are even more crowded with the entire East Market, which is called lively! ”
Empress Changsun pointed to the little girls under the palace and continued: "You don't know, these little girls back then. How many people are staring at Yuan Ba, if it weren't for Yuan Ba's early move, maybe who is Princess Wu now! ”
Empress Changsun said this somewhat unkindly, but with the current relationship between Wu Shun and Empress Changsun, Wu Shun knew that Empress Changsun was joking.
"Yes, speaking of which, the husband was also there to help the concubine ......" Wu Shun didn't care, but said very shyly: "Actually, the concubine was also very surprised when I first got the news, after all, with the status and talent of the husband, how can it not be the turn of the concubine!" ”
"Hehe, what you said is to praise Yuanba to the sky!" Empress Changsun covered her mouth and chuckled, "I heard Yuanba say, you are not only gentle and virtuous, but also talented, and you are rarely interested today, why don't you chant a poem?" ”
"It's all nonsense from the husband, the concubine is not so good at learning!" Wu Shun's little face turned a little red, "There are so many sisters and aunts in the palace, there must be talented and outstanding people, instead of letting the concubine chant a poem, let's have a small poetry meeting, and let us see the talents of the sisters and sisters-in-law, anyway, it's still early!" ”
Although 'a woman is not talented is virtuous' comes from the Qing Dynasty. Zhang Dai's "Public Sacrifice to Mrs. Qi", but the meaning that this sentence wants to express has been inherited since ancient times, and the daughters of ordinary people's families really don't have the opportunity to read and write.
However, the ladies of these royal families are not ordinary people, they can be said to be all talented women who have read poetry and books since childhood. If there is a poetry meeting, there is absolutely no problem, and maybe there will be one or two poems that will be handed down to future generations.
"Okay, queen mother, the son-in-law should also sit wet, and the son-in-law should also sit wet!"
Hearing Wu Shun's words, the little son who nested beside Empress Changsun was like a little rabbit, jumping up and down.
Empress Changsun saw that the little son, who was still a little sick just now, had become lively at this time, and couldn't help touching the little guy's head and said, "Son, do you know what it means to compose poetry?" ”
"Yes, yes!" The little son looked up at the eldest grandson queen and said, "Queen Mother, look at ......"
While talking, the little guy also lifted the little skirt he was wearing. He sat on the hot floor and did not speak for a long time.
Empress Eldest Sun and Wu Shun glanced at each other, not understanding what this little guy was doing.
Just when Empress Changsun wanted to ask the little guy, the little guy stood up, pointed to the place where he was sitting just now, and said, "Queen Mother, auntie, you see...... My son will get wet, too! ”
The two of them looked at the little boy's white and tender little fingers, and saw that the little guy was sitting on the floor, and there was a wet place, and the feeling was that the little guy was sitting there just now waiting for sweating, and the small piece of floor was wet.
It turned out to be such a wet sitting! (To be continued.) )