"What kind of poem did he write? He could actually touch Yueyao's heart with a poem? That girl is not a person who has seen the world."
Mama Zhang asked in confusion.
"Once the vast sea of water is hard to make water, but Wushan is not clouds. I took the flowers and looked back at me, and I was half a matter of practicing Taoism and half a matter of you."
Although Xiaoling is a maid, she has read books for several years. In addition, this poem is catchy, she has already recited it and immediately recited it to Zhang's mother.
"Once the vast sea of water is hard to make water, but Wushan is not clouds. I took the flowers and looked back at me, and I was half a matter of practicing Taoism and half a matter of you."
Mother Zhang also chanted softly, and her expression became very complicated.
Although she is old now and is already a selves, she was also a courtesan woman. Not only is she a first-class appearance and figure, but her talent is also very outstanding!
In addition, although she is a girl from the Qingguan, she also had an unforgettable love!
At the beginning, a young man with outstanding talent but a down-and-out life had been eating and living for nearly two months. She paid all the fees. Then she gave the young man a sum of money to help him go to Beijing to take the exam.
Before the young master left, he swore that he would redeem her after he was named to the Golden List, and then the media broke the formal marriage, whispered and beat her up, and brought her home in a lively manner!
Later, the young man really made the title, but the promise he made became a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water, and it will never be fulfilled.
At this moment, she heard this poem with deep affection and blood-wrenching words from Xiao Ling. She couldn't help but feel moved in her heart and murmured: "It is obviously a lovely person to be able to write such a poem.
Seed! No wonder he was able to touch Yue Yao's heart, even my heart, which had long been like an old well, had a little ripples..."
Seeing that Zhang's mother was almost forty years old, Xiaoling was still moved by the heart. She couldn't help laughing and quickly covered her mouth with her hands, for fear that she would be seen by Zhang's mother.
"Damn girl! Just laugh if you want to, why hide it?"
Mama Zhang glared at her, then said quietly: "You are still young now and don't know what love is. When you reach my age, when you hear this poem, you will know the taste."
Xiaoling nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Mom, what should I do now?"
"Go back and stare at that girl. As long as they don't do excessive behavior, let them chat for a while. Speaking of which, Yue Yao is also a miserable girl."
Zhang's mother sighed lightly, then said sternly: "No! Even if they did not do anything excessive, the young master came from and may not know the importance of it. The lonely man and widowed woman were alone in the room, and it was
In such a gentle country, it is hard to guarantee that no rumors will be spread! Once it reaches that person's ears, our Jinfeng Tower may not be able to withstand his storm! Forget it, let them go to the pavilion to chat!
Let's chat. There is air everywhere, and you won't be afraid of being chewed around."
"I got it, mom."
Xiaoling agreed to leave, but Zhang's mother stopped her.
"Xiao Ling, I'd better go and tell her so that she won't not listen to you. This little girl has a strong temper!"
As she said, her mother Zhang walked forward quickly.
Xiaoling was a little puzzled. Yueyao was not the kind of girl who didn’t know the importance of it. As long as she explained the interests of it clearly, how could she not listen?
Could it be that Mama Zhang wants to meet that young man?
......
Yue Yao asked Lin Xu to sit down in the living room of the boudoir and asked the maid to bring a pot of water and wine and a few snacks.
She poured Lin Xu a glass of wine, then held up her hands, looked at Lin Xu with her eyes fixedly, and said quietly: "Young Master, Yue Yao toast you a glass of wine." This chapter has been completed!