When Dou Yacai was shy, she remembered a poem, "The water is full of water, and the pulse is speechless." I wonder if her appearance at the moment has that kind of taste and temperament.
Taifu Wei was so angry at Dou Yacai's eloquence that he sat on the chair for a long time and couldn't breathe. Liu Hao ordered people to come in and carry him out of Taihe Hall. Dou Yacai felt a little guilty. Wasn't this disrespectful enough?
Where is the old man?
Ya Cai? Liu Huan used his handsome peach blossom eyes to look at the smile in Nalan Jin's eyes and Dou Ya Cai's awkward shyness without moving.
Did they know each other before?
There is Chi Chengjun and Nalan Jin. This yellow-haired girl has quite a lot of secrets.
"If you can't imitate a woman's shy and charming manner, don't be coy. If you imitate others, you will only show your ugliness."
After a long while, Liu Hao said these words, Dou Yacai suddenly raised his head, he...how could he dismantle her? In fact, at that time, Dou Yacai wanted to embarrass Liu Hao, but because the gentle and elegant Nalan Jin was there.
Therefore, it was inconvenient for her to say more, so she changed her explanation:
"Sixth Prince, I didn't hear what you said."
"Your Majesty, Nalan thinks that the smile and shyness of the sprouts have a special flavor. Compared with the daffodils raised in the greenhouse, the sprouts have the tranquility of wild chrysanthemums."
The "jade-faced scholar" Nalan Jin was a Confucian scholar who hid in a small building and took care of spring, summer, autumn and winter. He was concerned about the uproar in the capital about the sixth prince's marriage to Taiwei Dou's ten-year-old second daughter.
He was unaware of the rumors, so he didn't realize that the person he was praising so much was the awe-inspiring Princess of the Sixth Prince, but his admiration for Dou Yacai grew stronger and stronger in his eyes.
When Dou Yacai heard Nalanjin compare her to a quiet wild chrysanthemum, she felt elated for a moment:
"I think you are also very handsome, like...like that writing brush." The electric shock temporarily paralyzed her head, and she pointed at the writing brush on Nalanjin's desk and made a very confusing metaphor.
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"Uh... Mao... Writing brush... Thank you... Thank you for the compliment." Nalan Jin accepted Dou Yacai's compliment awkwardly.
"A wild chrysanthemum and a writing brush are a perfect match." Liu Hao turned his head away from the two of them and said lightly.
"Sixth Prince, this..." Listening to Liu Hao's words, Nalan Jin always felt a chill coming down from the top of his head. Looking around, it was very warm in Taihe Hall, and there was no ventilation anywhere, but how could he
Feeling a little cold.
Hearing this, Liu Hao raised his head and glanced at Liu Hao secretly. There seemed to be a hint of sourness in Sixth Brother's words. Then he looked at Nalan Jin, that silly boy. Oh no, the number one scholar that everyone unanimously recognized as the No. 1 pick will probably change hands this time.
Bar.
"Brother Six, Brother Six...what do you think this is?"
Liu Hao heard Liu Hao's shout and looked towards him. Liu Hao lifted up the rice paper in his hand a little. When Liu Hao saw it, his face changed drastically and he immediately threw the inkstone in his hand towards his brother. Fortunately, Liu Hao hid.
You have to be quick, otherwise you may be thrown into a bloody mess.
"Haha, Uncle Eighth Prince drew a hat for Uncle Sixth Prince. It's a green hat. It looks good. Uncle Eighth Prince. If Uncle Sixth Prince doesn't want it, can you give it to me?" Liu Hao, who had been sitting next to him seriously, said
Watching him draw and then color the hat, the young prince clapped his hands and shouted. This young prince happened to be the eldest son of the third prince, Liu Yan.
Children's words are unbridled, children's words are unbridled...
Liu Hao covered the young prince's mouth to stop him from continuing to dance and sing the praises of cuckolds.
"Today's homework is to write down your opinions on Ban Zhao or "Nv Ring"."
As soon as Liu Hao finished speaking, the princes and princesses laid out the rice paper and took out their calligraphy brushes. Dou Yacai was confused. She couldn't write calligraphy with calligraphy, she really couldn't.