Damn, it's endless!

Liang Tiantian glanced coldly at Guo Ping in the distance, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

No wonder he forced Jing Yue to hit someone like a simple-minded girl. Guo Ping really had a face that deserved a beating.

However, Guo Ping hated Liang Tiantian and Jing Yue very much. She knew that the Jing family and the Guo family could not afford to offend them, so she wanted to suppress Liang Tiantian.

"Mrs. Chang'an asked her to write poems, why, does Miss Liang's family not give her face?" Guo Ping's voice was loud, as if he was afraid that no one would hear it. "Is Miss Liang's family looking down on the Chang'an Mansion?"

This is a bit over.

Liang Tiantian narrowed his eyes, damn Guo Ping.

So, wouldn’t Mrs. Chang’an be jealous of her?

Sure enough, I heard Mrs. Chang'anbo say lightly, "Didn't Miss Liang write a poem?" I couldn't hear the joy and anger.

Liang Tiantian frowned and stood up and was about to say that he was not good at writing poetry, but when he looked up at Wenxuan's nervous face, she felt inexplicably nervous.

This man has paid too much for himself. Should he help calm Mrs. Chang'anbo's anger at this time?

"I didn't do it when I said it to my wife, but I was just thinking. Tian Tian was not good at writing poetry, but was afraid that it would be bad after the time came, so she didn't start writing." She had a pen and ink beside her, that was

What Jing Yue has used is not wrong.

"I'm just saying that I'm not good at it, but I'm an honest child." Mrs. Chang'an Bo didn't want to make things difficult for Liang Tiantian. Even if her nephew didn't beg, the Liang family's life-saving grace was the favor of Ouyang Wenxuan. Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion will last forever.

I owe the Liang family. "Have you thought about it now?"

Liang Tiantian took a deep breath, and it seemed that it would be impossible not to be high-profile.

"Yes, I've thought about it."

But, what should I write?

You can't be too famous, at least you can't be too eye-catching.

Liang Tiantian thought quickly and had already touched the pen.

"Tiantian..." Jing Yue looked worried and quickly searched in her mind, hoping to improvise a poem to help Liang Tiantian respond.

Liang Tiantian waved his hand over the other side, and the poems about summer flowed quickly in his mind.

Bai Juyi's "Watching the Wheat" is in line with her identity as a woman. The problem is that this poem is suspected of accusing the authorities, and it is related to politics and cannot be provoked at will, so don't do this.

Living deep in the city, it is still clear when spring passes in summer.

Li Shangyin's "Late Qing" does not match the scene here.

Midsummer is a bitter night short, and the opening is a little cool.

Du Fu's "Sighing Summer Night" is pretty good. Unfortunately, this person is so famous that Liang Tiantian doesn't want to use it.

Farmer Fang Xiayun, how can I sit down and dare to eat...

Thinking of this poem, Liang Tiantian suddenly laughed.

Even if there are fellow villagers, this poem is not particularly out of style, and I think it won’t be too eye-catching.

Thinking of this, Liang Tiantian has already finished writing.

Very hot.

Jing Yue was stunned when the two regular scripts fell down.

This word is very special.

Liang Tiantian's calligraphy is naturally good. She has the application of her previous life in her space, and there are many books and other books. In fact, the children of the Liang family have no bad calligraphy, which is different from the copybooks here. Modern copybooks are

They are all printed in batches. The good things in Liang Tiantian's hands are rare and good things in this era. It's a pity that the children of the Liang family didn't know about it and copied them since childhood.

A large kiln in the world. Yang charcoal cooks for June.

All things are here to cultivate, so why do people complain about the heat?

When you look at the autumn of a hundred valleys, you will also be born in the summer.

The water in the fields boils like soup, and the sweat on the back is as wet as splashes.

Farmer Fang Xiayun, how can I sit down and dare to eat!

Dai Fugu once studied poetry with Lu You. He did not work for his entire life, traveled around the world, and later returned home to live in seclusion. Many of his works express patriotic thoughts and reflect the sufferings of the people. Liang Tiantian especially liked this poem "The Great Hot". This scene is written

When she came out, she missed her days in Laolang Cave.

The poem is completed and the writing is finished.

A maid came over to send the paper, but Ouyang Wenxuan took it first and sighed, "Good words!" He couldn't help but want to read the poem, but met his aunt's smile-like face, and his face turned red.

He hurriedly handed over. "Please look at my aunt."

"It's really good." Mrs. Chang'an Bo has also learned poetry, songs and essays since she was a child, and she learned both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She couldn't help but appreciate such words. "It's so popular? This title is unique." After she read it carefully, she read it.

The poem was stunned and started reading it from the beginning, and it was silent for a long time.

The little girls in the crowd were a little nervous, "Is that good?"

Jing Yue kept rubbing her hands, but comforted Liang Tiantian and said, "Don't worry, even if it's not good, it's okay. It doesn't matter if Mrs. Chang'an doesn't like it. Tiantian, don't worry." Seeing that Liang Tiantian didn't say anything,

He said again: "Good sister, don't be afraid, you have a sister."

Liang Tiantian laughed, this little girl is getting more and more interesting.

"Don't worry." After all, it is a poem that has been passed down through the ages. Even if she chose a low-key one, it is not something that anyone here can compare with.

Mrs. Chang'an was silent for a long time and suddenly sighed. "Oh, you girl from the Liang family, as soon as you wrote this poem, why would you dare to eat?" The obviously resentful tone stunned everyone.

Guo Ping was happy, but she had offended Mrs. Chang'an Bo. "Madam, a girl who doesn't understand the rules should be driven out..." She wanted to say something else, but for some reason, she felt cold.

She subconsciously looked over and met Liang Mantun’s cold eyes, and her whole body tightened.

Damn it!

It was that person.

Unwilling to let go, Guo Ping whined slightly at Liang Mantun, a little bit like acting coquettish.

Liang Mantun was stunned and frowned slightly.

Liang Tiantian understood what Mrs. Chang'anbo meant, and stood up with a smile and replied, "Madam is kind and understands the sufferings of the people."

"I understand it, I am still moved by your poem." Mrs. Chang'an Bo looked at the little girl who was not arrogant and impatient in front of her, and liked it from the bottom of her heart. No wonder Wenxuan could like it, it was indeed

Some are unique.

Mrs. Chang'anbo intended to give some favors to the Liang family and waved her to come forward. "Come to me."

Liang Tiantian sighed, he still made a breakthrough.

With a smile on his face, Liang Tiantian moved his steps lightly, and Tingting walked over. Even the most harsh elders could not make any mistakes.

Mrs. Chang'an Bo reached out and held Liang Tiantian's little hand, "I like this child when I see you. When I see you, I think of my daughter. If I go to my house for nothing, I will accompany me, the old lady."

Liang Tiantian hurriedly said, "It's good if my madman doesn't like me." She really couldn't understand what Mrs. Chang'anbo meant, so she had to answer carefully.

Mrs. Chang'anbo intentionally made a face for Liang Tiantian, and took off a bracelet of white fat on her wrist and put it on her. "This is just my meeting gift, we have to make sure that you should go over and see my old woman from time to time.

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Liang Tiantian was very angry and hurriedly refused. Mrs. Chang'an Bo deliberately said with a stern face: "The elder is unavoidable. You girl, you just praised you for your intelligence, and you don't remember the rules so quickly?"

Liang Tiantian had no choice but to accept it, but felt that it was inexplicable.

Mrs. Chang'an Bo read the poems again, and picked them with Ouyang Wenxuan, and finally decided for granted the leader of this poetry meeting, Liang Tiantian.

Everyone naturally saw that Mrs. Chang'an Bo treated Liang Tiantian differently, and the Liang brother and sister were very popular here, so there would naturally be someone coming to curry favor with her.

During lunch, Liang Tiantian was having sex with a group of little girls who were eating and drinking fruit wine. Even though she had an extraordinary alcohol tolerance, she was dizzy.

Seeing that these young ladies who are usually reserved and do not show weakness when drinking fruit wine, Liang Tiantian deliberately made an excuse to go to the villa's guest room to rest.

Lu Liu served her body and brought the sobering soup for Liang Tiantian to drink. "Why do you refuse the lady? After drinking so much wine, don't have a headache." Lu Liu felt sorry for her master and used a handkerchief to help her wipe her face.

hand.

Liang Tiantian leaned against the kang and drank fruit wine. His face was flushed and very cute.

"I don't want to drink either, but I don't want to refuse too much." It was the first time I came out, and I politely declined many people's posts. There was nothing on the surface, and I don't know how many people arranged it behind my back.

What about her? In addition, the brother and sister were too popular today, Liang Tiantian didn't want to make a living. She was good at drinking, but it was fruit wine. As a result, she didn't pay attention and she was dizzy.

"That lady is too real." Lu Liu couldn't help complaining, "Look at Miss Jing, take a sip when she is happy, and ignore anyone who toasts when she is unhappy. That's how they protect themselves." Lu Liu was also

I feel sorry for my lady. She dare not say anything like this in daily life.

"Yes, yes, yes, my good green willow, I have a great headache, so don't nag me, I won't come to attend such a party next time." This kind of popularity came out of the first time,

Liang Tiantian was a little scared. As for what Ling Xu told him, he was so dizzy that he drank at this moment and he had long since lost.

Liang Tiantian fell asleep in a daze, and Lu Liu covered her with a thin quilt, but she didn't wake up either.

Someone beside her arched, and Liang Tiantian touched her casually, and her nose was filled with a familiar smell. She also leaned forward and slept more happily.

When he woke up, Liang Tiantian was a little confused and chuckled, "Are you awake? Are you thirsty?" Then he handed a tea cup to his mouth.

After drinking water with that hand, Liang Tiantian opened his eyes. He was a little squeezed around him. When he lowered his head, he saw Qiuqiu's big eyes flashing at her, "Sister, you can really sleep."

Liang Tiantian blushed and frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

"Aren't I worried about my sister?" Qiuqiu smiled and looked pleased. He was not the truth. Of course, he would not say that he would be punished when he came home. He would not say such things first.

Liang Tiantian raised his eyebrows and pouted slightly, "I actually know it sounds good." She couldn't tell her brother's little thoughts, and she was too lazy to expose him. She stretched, "When is it? Is it?

It’s time to go back?”

A chuckle suddenly sounded behind him, "It's still early."

Liang Tiantian was stiff all over. He slowly turned around and saw Ouyang Wenxuan's smiling face, "What, are you awake now?" This girl was in such a cute state when she woke up. (To be continued. If you

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