Chapter five hundred and nineteen daughter's thoughts
The incense has been burned, with a little scarlet and white smoke curling up.
Zhu Ping'an put the brush in the well-ground ink, dipped it in the ink, closed his eyes slightly and thought about what kind of writing he would write to enter the bridal chamber.
The bridal chamber that Zhu Ping'an was thinking about was decorated with high-end luxury, gold and jade treasures, and was magnificent. The bridal chamber was located in the third courtyard, with a large house in the middle and a two-room warm pavilion, which was arranged as the bridal chamber.
In front of the bridal chamber door hang two octagonal palace lanterns with the Chinese characters "Double Happiness" on them. They are made of carved lacquer frames and inlaid with glass. The glass inlaid with these two palace lanterns was bought by Rich Man Li at a high price from the red-haired Western Yi from Nanyang. It was originally planned to
The palace lanterns were red gauze lanterns. After getting the glass, Rich Man Li had these two palace lanterns made and sent them as a dowry.
The door of the bridal chamber was also painted red to suit the occasion, with festive couplets pasted on it, and two exquisitely composed Chinese characters Double Happiness in the middle. Two girls stood at the door of the bridal chamber, who were close to Li Shu. One of the girls held a scroll in her hand.
, looking eagerly at the third courtyard gate.
The inside of the bridal chamber also has a red theme. There are screens, porcelain bottles, jades and other furniture with the words Double Happiness on the walls. The floor is covered with a red carpet. The bridal chamber is lined with red light and is full of joy.
Behind the red sandalwood screen is the most important wedding bed in the bridal chamber. The wedding bed is rolled up with a red gauze curtain and covered with a set of thick cotton quilts. The quilt is embroidered with children with different expressions and naive expressions, and the pillows are embroidered with two
The fat duck looks different.
In front of the wedding bed, there is an exquisitely crafted table, on which are placed a jade handle, several steaming dishes, and two cut gourds, the size of a fist, exquisitely crafted and inlaid with gold, jade and jade.
The bridal chamber has high-end and luxurious furnishings, gold and jade treasures, and is magnificent!
However, compared with the beautiful girl sitting on the wedding bed, she pales in comparison. Under her beautiful face, the magnificent bridal chamber becomes eclipsed, and the priceless gold and jade treasures become worthless.
The beauty who was already extremely beautiful, now wearing a phoenix crown and a beautiful gown, is even more enchanting under the red dress.
The beautiful girl's skin is as smooth as jade, her small cherry mouth is slightly red, and she is slightly raised in a playful way. She is holding a book in her slender hand, and her green-white jade fingers are slowly flipping through it. As she flips through the book, her dark eyes are as sharp as ink.
The ground is turning, a bit naughty, a bit mischievous.
The book in the girl's hand is handwritten in small regular script with hairpin flowers. If Zhu Ping'an at the second door could see this book, he would find that the book is filled with his own poems. One of them was written as a joke during the county examination, "Once I was beaten."
"Snake bites, birds singing everywhere" are the farewells, including "Farewell" and "Song of Snow" at the Jingxian Poetry Festival, "If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting" by Zui Jun upstairs, and "Mulan Ci" written by Zuijun upstairs, and "Mulan Ci" written by the young man
"Jiangchengzi" by Juvenile Madness, and even "White Fox" and "Blue and White Porcelain" by the Qinhuai River are all in...
"Miss, if my uncle can't write poems, are you really not allowed to come in?" The little maid with a bun face next to the girl asked a little nervously.
"Why, are you feeling distressed?" The pretty girl looked away from the book, glanced at the little maid, and raised the corners of her lips.
"Miss... I don't feel bad... Miss, you are teasing me again..." The little maid Baozi suddenly blushed and started to squirm.
"Giggle...if that smelly toad can't compose poetry, we won't let him in." The pretty girl said with a playful smile.
"Ah? Are you really not allowed in?" When the little maid Baozi heard this, she opened her mouth so wide that she could stuff an egg into it.
"You're not allowed in. If you feel distressed, how about I send you to warm the bed for that smelly toad?" The pretty girl smiled and nodded. She held the book in her hand and raised the chin of the little maid Baozi.
The final note is as airy as orchid, with a bit of a teasing ruffian flavor.
"Miss..." Baozi's little maid blushed with embarrassment and raised her voice to protest against her young lady's teasing.
"Why, you don't want to? Then I'll send Qin'er to warm that smelly toad's bed." The pretty girl said, "If you don't want to, then I won't force you."
"That's okay, she's not a girl from the same house!"
As soon as the pretty girl finished speaking, the little maid next to her stopped doing it.
"Oh...then you're not the only one who has a common room with me?" The pretty girl raised the corners of her lips and looked at the little maid with dark eyes, full of smiles.
"Miss..." Baozi's little maid then realized that she was being teased by her own lady again, and she blushed in shame and protested.
Looking at the helpless little girl, the pretty girl couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, stretched out her slender hands and pinched the little girl's baby-fat face, "You stupid girl, if you were born in another house, you would definitely
There are no bones left that were eaten by others.”
"I'll follow the young lady, as long as the young lady is smart." The little maid Baozi's face was pinched, her words were a little out of tune, and her little hands were pinching the pretty girl's legs very clumsily.
"You will save trouble." The pretty girl raised the corners of her lips.
As a result, Baozi's little maid pinched her legs even more cruelly. She had been with her young lady for a long time, and she could tell whether the young lady was happy or unhappy.
"Miss, are you really not allowed in?" Baozi's little maid took advantage of her young lady's good mood and asked again.
"How is that possible?" The pretty girl rolled her eyes, then closed the book and said, "My mother-in-law really feels sorry for this little son, Stinky Toad, and she feels the same. If she knew that I didn't let Stinky Toad in during the night of flowers and candles in my bridal chamber,
, Even if my mother-in-law doesn’t say it on her face, she will remember it in her heart. I’m not stupid, so why bother asking my mother-in-law to ignore her and make it difficult for me. Being a daughter-in-law is not like being a girl in your own home and you can do whatever you want.
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"Even if he doesn't write a word, we still have to let him in." The pretty girl looked toward the door.
"Oh..." Baozi's little maid suddenly realized.
"Oh what, stupid girl, your Majesty is not in a hurry, but you are getting anxious. Pen and ink articles are all Stinky Toad is good at, so how could it be so hard to catch him." The pretty girl rolled her eyes, and then lightly lifted the book in her hand.
He gently tapped the little maid Baozi on the forehead.
"Then why did the young lady ask my uncle to write it?" the little maid Baozi covered her forehead and asked again.
"I just want to see what the stinky toad will write." The pretty girl's red lips pursed, with a sour taste in her voice, "Write this for those dishonest and unclean slave girls.
If life is just like the first time we met...are they worthy of it?"
"What else...The sky is blue waiting for mist and rain, and I am waiting for you to have smoke rising thousands of miles across the river..."
"The kiln sister doesn't take care of the guests well, and she still wants to seduce other people's husbands..."
"If one day I'm unhappy, I'll beat them again... I'll be angry just thinking about it. If there's a next time, it won't be as simple as painting a bastard on their face..."
ps: I didn’t call until after 11 o’clock in the evening. I have already finished typing the words now. The update is a little late. I hope you can forgive me.