Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Young people do not know the taste of sorrow, they love the upper floors, they love the upper floors, they force themselves to express sorrow in order to compose new poems...

Yu Xiaoqiao recited this poem by Xin Qiji to Li Lingyan in a low voice.

After listening to this, Li Lingyan burst into laughter.

"Still laughing? Aren't you afraid of getting beaten?" Yu Xiaoqiao said softly with a stern face.

"Look, you're standing in front of me! What should I be afraid of?"

"Hmm! What a respectable prince! Let a little girl be your shield?"

"You have nothing to do with this little girl! But you are related to this strong man!"

"Really? I don't remember being related to you?"

“Climb, climb, it’s okay!”

The two of them were chatting happily, and new poems were heard from time to time.

Si Wenming, who was in the distance, looked at them from time to time.

Suddenly, Lao Mu began to tremble all over. Yu Xiaoqiao followed its frightened gaze and looked up to see a man - the man in gorgeous clothes that day.

"Sister, this man is called Xiao Zhang, the son of First-rank Tutor Xiao and the prince's companion. His father and our father don't seem to get along..." Yu Chuxiao saw Yu Xiaoqiao staring at Xiao Zhang and took the initiative to introduce him.

Yu Xiaoqiao's lips curled up and she chuckled, "So arrogant! He's actually our old enemy!"

Next to Xiao Zhang, an older servant with sharp eyes saw Yu Xiaoqiao and looked at him carefully for a long time: "Master, look at this person, he looks so familiar!"

The old slave bowed and continued, "Isn't this the boy? He's wearing women's clothes, and his facial features are exactly the same!"

Another servant pointed at Lan'er who had just walked over and said anxiously, "Master, that's her. Look at that maid!"

When Xiao Zhang thought of that day, he was so angry that he staggered over and looked at him with contempt, "I didn't expect to run into a 'boy' like you here!"

Yu Xiaoqiao didn't even raise her eyelids, "Since ancient times, enemies have always met on a narrow road!"

Xiao Zhang kicked at Yu Xiaoqiao, but she was prepared and dodged, and the kick missed and she fell to the ground.

When everyone saw Xiao Zhang fall down in a mess, they burst into laughter.

"Master Xiao, the flowers are so beautiful that they are dazzling, and there is no horse hoof in front of the beauty!"

"He's bowing down for beauty!"

"It's the first time I've seen you so fascinated! You're really good!"

Yu Xiaoqiao stood up and said calmly, "If you can come, why can't I?"

At this time, someone was whispering in Xiao Zhang's ear. He realized that the person opposite him was the eldest daughter of the Xiangfu who had just returned to Beijing from Suzhou. He raised his lips, smiled contemptuously, and straightened his clothes.

"It's the eldest lady from the Prime Minister's family! Since you're here for the poetry gathering, why not let everyone broaden their horizons!" After a low laugh, Xiao Zhang sat back in his seat.

I don’t believe it, a girl from the wilderness can write poetry!

"Yes, let us see the Suzhou culture!"

"Oh, please don't do this, it's too embarrassing!"

"I heard that there are no private school teachers in Suzhou. Miss Yu, I'm afraid you can't write poetry!"

Some people just watch the fun without caring about the trouble, some seem to give advice with good intentions, and some joke around with a sense of superiority as they are under the emperor's feet... Their words are full of unconcealed contempt and disdain.

Seeing everyone teasing his sister, Yu Chuxiao stood up angrily and said loudly: "The clouds are just rising on the road of departure, and the leaves are just sparse at the pavilion. I lament that people are different from geese and do not return in a group."

After listening to it, everyone was amazed at its natural sincerity and superb skills!

Yu Chuwan got up early, looking proud, "This was made by my sister when she was seven years old. The day before yesterday, she used it to teach Chu Xiao, saying that it was the level he should reach at his age!"

Xiao Zhang insisted: "It is unknown whether this poem was written by Miss Yu when she was seven years old. However, since she is so talented, she should present one to everyone!"

When everyone saw this, they started to make a fuss.

After a while, Yu Xiaoqiao slowly stood up, smiling, and said calmly: "Since everyone is so interested, I can't be shy. Chu Wan, I will read and you write - "Jinse"."

The brocade harp has fifty strings, each string reminds me of my youth. Zhuangzi dreamed of butterflies in the morning, and King Wang placed his spring love on the cuckoo...

“Great poem! It transforms auditory perception into visual image, and the artistic conception is hazy and wonderful!”

“The words are profound and the work is elegant!”

"The delicate brushstrokes convey the impermanence of life. A classic!"

Princess Heshuo whispered in Yu Chuwan's ear: "Your sister is amazing!"

Li Lingyan quietly gave a thumbs up, "Good, very capable!"

Si Wenming was as tall as a bamboo. He looked at her calmly, with a cool curve at the corner of his lips.

Xiao Zhang was so angry that his face turned blue, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his fists were clenched.

A charming woman beside him was busy fanning him with a handkerchief, and said delicately: "Zhanglang, we are not angry. We should be as tolerant as her!"

"cockroach?!"

Yu Xiaoqiao tried to hold it back for a long time but failed, and the laughter burst out from her heart, so she had to cover her face to hide it.

Xiao Zhang thought someone was laughing at him and glared at Yu Xiaoqiao!

Bingo, villain's heart, guessed it right!

Just laugh at him!

"Hey, Miss Yu, is it really that serious? Why are you laughing like that?" Li Lingyan looked puzzled and shook his head.

Yu Xiaoqiao tilted her head and whispered, "You don't know about cockroaches? You don't know about Star Master's pet? You don't know about the indestructible cockroach? The generation gap is really big!"

How could it not be big after thousands of years?

Li Lingyan looked confused and didn't get the joke.

Yu Xiaoqiao took the pen and ink and drew a few strokes on the paper with difficulty...

Long strips!

Two words on the side: Yellow!

I really can't praise the painting skills. However, I can see that it is a bug!

Li Lingyan frowned and looked at the painting, wondering, "This is called 'cockroach'? It should be 'blatant', right?"

Fortunately, I have lived in the south for a long time. Otherwise, I would have thought it was a caterpillar!

Yu Xiaoqiao waved her hand and said with a smile: "No! It must be called cockroach! Otherwise, it would be an insult to the most famous little insect in China's five thousand years of history!"

How much less fun after thousands of years!

Li Lingyan was very nervous and he actually laughed out loud.

Xiao Zhang kept staring at Yu Xiaoqiao, feeling that she was laughing at him.

Xiao Zhang stood up and walked towards him with his eyes wide open: "You, what are you laughing at! If you laugh again, I will slap you!" As he said this, he raised his right hand high.

Li Lingyan blocked his arm with one hand, and raised the corner of his lips slightly: "Why, Mr. Xiao wants to use force?"

Xiao Zhang hurriedly bowed and saluted: "His Highness, Third Prince, it was just a joke!" He turned around and spit at Yu Xiaoqiao, "Humph! Don't think that your father's scandal is unknown. It's embarrassing!"

Yu Xiaoqiao stood up and smiled: "Of course, no one knows except you! After all, whoever did the ugly thing, only knows it! Or maybe you are not a human being, because no one knows it!"

After she finished speaking, Yu Xiaoqiao said in a clear voice: "Mr. Xiao Zhang, you are so interested in my poem that you forced me to write another one. It is hard to refuse such a modest gentleman!"

Having said this, she coughed twice and said, "This lady is very happy today. I'm dedicating a poem to Mr. Xiao - "Self-mockery"."

Originally a resident of the back mountain, now a guest in the front hall. Drunkenly dancing in the Sutra Pavilion with a half-rolled book, cockroaches talking about the vastness of the sky.

Ambition plays with fame and fortune, and the world measures fortune and misfortune. When it comes to money being scarce, one angrily points to the universe for being wrong.

Right after he finished speaking, Yu Xiaoqiao raised her hand nonchalantly, and moved her index finger slightly. Xiao Zhang was so frightened by the last time he was knocked away by a punch that he fell down.

Everyone burst into laughter again.

Li Lingyan smiled widely, with an imperceptible hint of spring breeze in his eyes.

When Yu Xiaoqiao turned around, she happened to see Si Wenming in the corner, and their eyes met from afar.

Si Wenming looked at Yu Xiaoqiao intently, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he felt a sense of déjà vu.

Yu Xiaoqiao quickly turned her head and avoided his gaze.

After the poetry reading, no matter they were princes and ministers, the emperor and his concubines, or even peddlers... they were all discussing "Brocade Zither" and "Self-mockery". In fact, "Self-mockery" was more famous than "Brocade Zither"!

I also asked, what is a cockroach?

Since then, the little bug cockroach has become well-known in the Great Xin Dynasty.

It could even be heard as far as the imperial palace, and flew into Yilan Garden.