"Sister let go, your ears are almost gone."

"explain!"

“I wrote it myself.”

"real?"

"real!"

Fang Yiaixin thought, Lao He will not be born in more than ten years. Even if you tell me now, you will have no place to look for him, so I will admit it.

"How could you write poetry?"

"What's the difficulty? I just write it out whatever I think."

Fang Yiai pretended to be confused, and did not seem to think it was difficult, and it just happened to fit his amnesia temperament.

"Then you have another song."

"Sleeping in spring is not dawn, and birds are heard everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and how many flowers fall."

“…”

Fang Fengzhu had nothing to say now, her phoenix eyes were round and round. She looked at him as if she was looking at a monster, thinking to herself, "Where did the monster come from? Is this still my brother?"

It took her a long time to wake up.

After pinching Fang Yiai's nose and ears, she finally believed that this was not a fake, she was really her own brother.

Not to mention Fang Fengzhu, Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chumo, the brothers were also stunned and suddenly a little doubtful about life.

"Maybe it was a bump in his head that made him enlightened..."

"Maybe my brother is a genius!"

Fang Fengzhu shook her head and dispelled the messy guesses in her mind. She really couldn't figure it out, and she couldn't even prove anything.

"Sister, this matter must be kept confidential, and don't even tell my parents!" Fang Yiai specifically reminded.

"Why should you hide it?"

Fang Fengzhu was even more puzzled. This was a great thing. The two elders would be happy when they knew it, and they would also think that he was not studying hard.

"Be low-key in life! There is no need to be so ostentatious." Fang Yiai tidied up her clothes, held the shelf and said calmly.

"knew."

Fang Fengzhu looked so arrogant that he didn't look surprised, and said unhappily, but helped him arrange the poetry meeting.

Fang Fengzhu acted quickly, and the invitation from the poetry meeting that day was delivered to the woman who was about to marry into the boudoir.

...

Fang Fengzhu left.

Cheng Chumo, Cheng Chuliang and his brothers came up to control Fang Yiai, stared at him in circles, and observed from head to toe for a while, thinking that he was a monster...

"Fang Er, you can write poetry?"

This happened to others, and the two of them would not find it strange.

But they knew Fang Yiai too well, and it was harder to let him study than to kill him. It was a fantasy to let him write poetry when he didn't go to the guillotine in class.

"What's the difficulty!"

"cut!"

When Fang Yiai saw Fang Yiai, he wanted to show off again. The two of them didn't want to take this trick. They just fucked and kicked. The two were quite nervous. After some trouble, they accepted this fact.

Fang Yiai and Ge You were paralyzed, and temporarily relaxed, with a determined attitude, waiting for the poetry meeting to meet Susan.

...

Su Mansion.

In the embroidery building, Miss Su was embroidering. This scene was quiet and elegant, with the soft sunset shining on her, as if it was not as good as the world.

"When will the bright moon come..."

Looking closely, she embroidered the song "Shuitu Songtou", rows of beautiful small characters, carved out like a mold, neatly crafted and embroidered on a brocade handkerchief.

Xiaohuan brought an invitation, "Miss, Princess Han invites you to the poetry meeting."

She handed the invitation, tilted her head, and muttered in confusion, "Why did Princess Han suddenly hold a poetry meeting? I didn't hear the news, and... She and the lady are so unrelated, how could she invite you to attend?"

"Help me get back."

After saying that, she lowered her head and started embroidering again, not taking it seriously.

Susan has her own small circle, which is the scope of her life.

The Tang Dynasty gave people a very open impression, but Su Ya was a traditional literati and tended to be conservative in teaching her daughter. Women should take care of their husbands and children and should not show up in public.

Otherwise, Empress Changsun would not have fallen in love with her and chose her as the crown princess.

...

The next day.

After Li Shimin finished his morning court, he returned to Liangyi Hall to deal with the government affairs.

Li Junxian, the leader of the Tang Dynasty's spy, and the commander of the Hundred Cavalry, stood in front of the imperial case and waited quietly.

"What happened in Chang'an in recent days?"

While dealing with the government affairs, Li Shimin asked casually, preparing to listen to some interesting stories and change his mind.

The hundreds of cavalry under Li Junxian were Li Shimin's intelligence agency, specializing in inquiring about various information from Chang'an. His eyes and ears were all over Chang'an, and no movement could escape his eyes.

Li Junxian dared not be a joke and answered seriously, "Report to Your Majesty, everything has been peaceful in Chang'an in recent days. Everyone praised Your Majesty for his wiseness, abolished the marriage of close relatives, and saved countless families..."

"Okay, I don't want to hear these praises."

Li Shimin is still young and an enterprising emperor. Although these words sound pleasant, he will not be addicted to the contributions of the past and harshly warn Li Junxian.

"I had an interesting thing yesterday..."

Li Junxian immediately changed the subject, paused for a moment while speaking, and looked at Li Shimin's attitude.

Li Shimin did not look up, and the memorial in his hand moved slightly, signaling him to continue speaking.

He continued: "Yesterday, the second son of the house prime minister was serious about proposing marriage to himself. Not only did he find a matchmaker, but he also went to the woman's house. It spread throughout the city this morning."

Bang!

"This is actually happening!"

Li Shimin was furious when he heard this. He threw the memorial on the ground and stood up from his seat. His tiger eyes were filled with majesty and anger. The murderous aura that was tempered on the battlefield was released without reservation.

Li Junxian originally thought it was a small matter, but it was talked about as an interesting story.

Unexpectedly, Li Shimin reacted so much, and he knelt on one knee on the ground in a "stop". I wonder why His Majesty was furious. He was so scared that he was sweating heavily.

The palace maids and eunuchs in the hall were crawling on the ground one by one, not even daring to breathe.

"What's the meaning?"

"Lu refused to accept the beauty I gave, and her son looked down on even the princesses? The aristocrats did not intermarry with the royal family, and even my ministers wanted to refuse!"

"Why, I'm going to intermarry with the gentry without marrying the princess? Is my princess not as good as the gentry women?"

Li Shimin was preparing to choose a princess to marry Fang Yiai, but he said hello to Fang Xuanling. Fang Yiai's move was obvious, and it was obviously a slap in the face.

Now that even the minister he trusts most is unwilling to marry a princess, how could he not be angry?

It is hard for him not to doubt that Fang Yiai was instructed by his elders.

Because in the early Tang Dynasty, there was such a trend that he did not like to marry a royal princess, but instead preferred to choose women from five surnames and seven clans.

The royal princess was very disliked, but the daughters of the gentry were fought for because they were gentle and well-educated, while Princess Li Tang was too rude.

"Come, Xuan Fang Xuanling!"

Li Jun envied his eyes and his nose, and did not dare to say anything. This was a thorn in Li Shimin's heart. He was afraid of causing trouble.

The gentry was powerful and was not conducive to the imperial power. In order to keep their bloodline pure, they were even unwilling to marry the royal family.

Li Shimin recompiled the "Clan Chronicle" many times in order to suppress the aristocratic families. However, because the important officials such as Fang Xuanling intermarried with them, the aristocratic families still maintained a very high status.

Fang Xuanling's wife, Lu, is one of the top gentry of the five surnames and seven clans. Li Shimin gave a beauty last time to check and balance the Lu family, but was retreated.

Now, his son wants to refuse to marry the princess and propose marriage to the aristocratic family. Li Shimin is very unhappy.
Chapter completed!