After Su Mu presented the letter, Tang Xiaohao opened the letter and wrote a famous ancient poem on the paper:
Red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. The east wind is bad, joy is thin, a cup of melancholy, and a few years away. Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!
Spring is as old as before, people are empty and thin, and the tears are red and the crocodile silk is transparent. The peach blossoms are falling, the leisure pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to entrust the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo!
After Tang Xiaohao read it quickly, he shook his head and sighed: "The spring breeze is hateful, the joy is thin, the feeling of hatred is regretful, and the air is desolate."
Sang Luo used this ancient poem to express his longing for Bao Meng. The reason why he only passed it to Tang Xiaohao was that he just missed him. He could not tell Bao Meng this feeling of longing, but he could not find anyone to tell him.
, I can only tell Tang Xiaohao, which can be regarded as helpless honesty.
The sixteen words Tang Xiaohao said were just a summary of the poem.
After thinking for a moment, Tang Xiaohao said to Su Mu: "The person who sent the letter hasn't left yet, has he?"
Su Mu replied: "Still waiting outside the palace gate."
Tang Xiaohao nodded and said: "Okay, just tell that person that I will give the great counselor an ancient poem "Kicking the Capital City Nanzhuang" in return. In addition, I will also send people to the great counselor's house to collect debts. The great counselor will naturally know what it is by combining the two.
I mean, let him come today."
Just as Su Mu was about to leave, Tang Xiaohao stopped him again: "You ask people to prepare. I want to have a barbecue tonight. Except for the princess and the nanny, everyone else must accompany me. Remember to prepare wine."
Su Mu asked: "I remember that the prince-in-law doesn't drink."
Tang Xiaohao said: "I don't drink, but I like to watch you drink."
Su Mu smiled and said, "Yes."
Tang Xiaohao added: "The autumn mulberry trees are about to fall, but the spring ants have not yet bloomed. We will prepare the mulberry trees in the bar tonight."
The name of Sangluo comes from Sangluo wine. Sangluo wine is a famous wine in the Hedong area of Huayuan. It is a kind of Qianri wine. The word "Qiu Sang Ji Guo Luo" in this poem refers to Sangluo wine.
In fact, Tang Xiaohao arranged for everyone to accompany him to barbecue and drink wine, just so that the medicine Sang Luo could come to Rouyuan Palace to hide from the eyes and ears of people and cure Bao Meng who was suffering from lovesickness.
Little Lingdang was curious: "What was written in the great counselor's letter?"
Tang Xiaohao explained: "To put it bluntly, it can be summed up in four words - asking for it but not getting it. There is a story behind that poem, which roughly means that a man and a woman, although they love each other, cannot be together, and in the end the woman is depressed.
And finally."
Little Lingdang asked again: "Then what does the poem you gave me in return mean?"
Tang Xiaohao read: "The original text of this poem is, Last year, today in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red color. I don't know where the faces are, but the peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze."
Little Lingdang thought for a while and asked: "Isn't there a story in this poem?"
Tang Xiaohao nodded and said: "It is about a man who passed by a garden while playing and met a girl. The man fell in love with the girl at first sight and gave various hints in his words, but the woman did not respond. The man was very embarrassed.
, decided not to come back after leaving. After a long time, the man couldn't bear it anymore, so he went again. Who knew that this time it was an old man who opened the door. The old man was the father of the girl. He said that the woman was lovesick because she missed this man.
He died of illness and said that the man was a murderer. Only then did the man realize that they actually fell in love with each other at first sight, but the woman was more reserved and did not show it. Therefore, the man threw himself in front of the coffin and cried loudly. Who knew that this cry
, the woman came to life, and then the two got married and lived a happy life."
Little Lingdang nodded: "That's not bad. Lovers will eventually get married. You don't want to bring them together, do you?"
Tang Xiaohao said: "I think it would be best for Sang Luo to be the consort, and I can travel with you to the nine plains and swords to the ends of the earth. However, they have a bad fate. If the bad fate is repaid,
I wish, the result would be even worse than Qiu'er. And, from another perspective, I think Sang Luo is really a scumbag."
Little Lingdang was curious when she heard this: "How do you say it?"
Tang Xiaohao glanced outside and whispered: "Besides Princess Baomeng, there is another person who is lovesick because of Sang Luo, but this person hid his illness."
Xiao Lingdang immediately started gossip mode: "Who is it? Isn't this a love triangle?"
Tang Xiaohao said: "This person is my eldest sister Tang Weige."
Xiao Lingdang had met Tang Weige several times in the Tang Mansion. Although they had not communicated much, she intuitively believed that Tang Weige was a cunning and domineering woman, but she did not expect that she was still obsessed with Sang Luo.
Tang Xiaohao continued: "Although I don't know much, my eldest sister is really infatuated with Sang Luo, and Sang Luo is a lover and shows mercy everywhere. However, even if their identities are suitable, they cannot become a couple.
No matter what, we have to wait for the emperor’s golden words.”
Little Lingdang naturally didn't understand the reason: "Why?"
Tang Xiaohao explained: "It's very simple. My stepmother, that is, my eldest sister's biological mother is Nanrong Wenjun, who is from the Nanrong family. Naturally, my grandfather is eager to marry my eldest sister to the great counselor of the dynasty, but the emperor
But I don’t dare to say this, if Sang Luo falls to Nan Rong’s family because of this, things will be in trouble.”
Xiao Lingdang was still confused: "According to you, Sang Luo is really a scumbag?"
Tang Xiaohao was puzzled: "Actually, I can't say that. Although I don't know him very well, I also know that he is also an emotional person. He is so good, and it is natural for many women to admire him, but when it comes to feelings,
It’s hard to say, this should be Sang Luo’s only shortcoming, right?”
Xiao Lingdang said: "A man like Sang Luo, who is well-read in poetry and books, has a lot of knowledge, and has a high status in the court, must be the object of admiration of many women. How can you be like you? You have no knowledge, no skills, and no seriousness."
Tang Xiaohao immediately said: "He needs knowledge and eloquence to attract girls, but I only need my face!"
The little bell flew up and kicked Tang Xiaohao: "You are shameless."
Tang Xiaohao fell to the ground: "I can also rely on my face," After that, Tang Xiaohao pulled up his clothes, "I can also rely on my abdominal muscles!"
The little bell raised its foot and stepped on it.
Tang Xiaohao's miserable cry came from the study.
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In the evening, five bonfires had been lit at Qinghe Hunting Ground, and a grill was erected next to them. On the grill were ten fat sheep that had been slaughtered in the afternoon.
In addition to Princess Baomeng, wet nurse and Su Mu, there are about a hundred people in Rouyuan Palace here.
Tang Xiaohao sat there eating barbecue, looking at the cheerful chamberlains and maids, shouting from time to time to liven up the atmosphere. Because the servants all knew that the princess was ill, but the prince-in-law took them here to eat, drink and have fun. Isn't it too much?
Too much?
It was indeed too much, so many palace maids were discussing privately that this prince-in-law was indeed a top-notch scumbag as rumored, and he was the kind who did not hide it at all, with a face as thick as the corner of a city wall.
Tang Xiaohao put down the skewer of barbecue and whispered to the little bell next to him: "Why hasn't that bastard Sang Luo come yet!?"
After saying that, he turned to Tang Dun on the left and asked: "Are you sure you have delivered the IOU?"
Tang Dun, whose mouth was full of oil, nodded: "Delivered."
After saying that, Tang Dun turned around and fed the roasted meat to Tangdou and Tangmiao. The jellybeans were so delicious that they looked very ugly. On the contrary, Tangdun took two bites and looked at the cat in his dream with affection.
Things in the world are so weird and bizarre. Cats and dogs can make a pair, but Sang Luo and Bao Meng, who are both human beings, cannot stay together forever.
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On the outskirts of Qinghe Hunting Ground, at the Shendu Military Flag Camp, screams could be heard endlessly.
Several soldiers threw away the iron guns in their hands, turned around and ran towards the camp gate. When they ran to the camp gate, they discovered that the gate had been sealed from the outside.
"Brother, what should I do?"
"Climb the wall, brother!"
"It's too high, I can't climb over it!"
When several people were anxious, they heard another burst of screams not far away. Without saying a word, one of them turned sideways to climb over the tall wooden wall. Unexpectedly, he was thrown out of the darkness just after halfway up.
The iron spear was pierced and nailed to the wooden wall.
The remaining people looked at the crucified soldiers. One of them was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, while the others hurriedly picked up the weapons on the ground.
At this time, a man wearing a cavalry armor and with cracked facial skin walked out of the darkness.
No, it's not a human, but a monster that mutated into a monster after taking Guijia's ashes.
"Fight it!" The leader rushed forward with a long knife in his hand. As soon as he ran two steps, the monster arrived in front of him in an instant, opened his mouth and bit the leader's face, then threw the man away and pounced on him.
The remaining soldiers were too frightened to move.
In less than half an hour, the camp fell into a dead silence, and everyone fell into a pool of blood.
Under the flagpole in the center of the camp, stood a man in his twenties, with a handsome face and wearing a soldier's leather armor. The man raised his hand to wipe the blood on his cheek, and raised the wine bottle in his hand to drink.
When he poured the last drop of wine from the jug into his mouth, he stretched out his hand to wipe his mouth, smashed the jug to pieces, then raised his head and shouted: "Is there anyone left alive?"
After waiting for a while, no one said anything. The man smiled and said, "It looks like there is no more."
The man whistled, and then two Guijia sprites ran quickly from the front and rear camp gates and landed in front of the man.
Before these two Guijia sprites mutated, they were the chief and deputy cavalry officers of the Shendu military flag camp here, and the man who could control them at will was Nanrong Qufeng's second son Nanrong Zhongwei.
An hour ago, Nan Rongzhongwei, dressed as a soldier of the Shendu Army, appeared outside the gate of the flag camp. After holding a token to open the gate, he went directly to the camp to meet the captain and deputy cavalry, and coaxed the two of them to drink something laced with alcohol.
Guijia's ashes and wine. Then, before the two people mutated, they took out necklaces with talismans tied to them and put them on their necks.
Nan Rong Zhongwei looked at the paper talisman necklaces around the necks of the two monsters and said with a smile: "It's really useful. This world will soon belong to our Nan Rong family."
After that, Nan Rongzhong led the two monsters to the front gate, directed one to jump over the high wooden wall, smashed the baffle sealing the camp door, and then calmly walked out of the flag camp, stood still and looked into the distance.
The darkness awaits. This chapter has been completed!