"I did this?" Zhu Houzhao looked confused.

"That's natural." Tang Bohu sighed and said, "Last night, His Royal Highness suddenly started to write as if there was a help from God!"

"Really?" Zhu Houzhao looked unbelievable, but she couldn't remember what she did last night. Then he picked up another poem: What a Penglai Pavilion, it's really good. If a god can get there, I will sit down. She put a wine beside the window and sang a song to the sea. Come and guess how many punches my brother-in-law is afraid of drinking too much!

"Is this... also done by this prince?" Zhu Houzhao was a little dazed!

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is amazing!" Tang Bohu said, "One thing is to do two."

"What about this? Did I do this?" Zhu Houzhao said again: "Looking at a flower from a distance, looking at a scar from a close distance. Oh my mother! It turned out to be a painting!"

"Puff... cough cough cough cough!" Zhu Zhishan, who had just taken a sip of water, was suddenly choked in his throat and coughed hard.

"What a good mom! This sentence is really the finishing touch. I admire His Highness the Crown Prince's talent!" Tang Bohu once again flattered.

Zhu Houzhao: "Really? Tang Bohu, I read less, don't lie to me!"

"I dare not!" Tang Bohu lowered his head.

Zhu Houzhao walked further and further away with a confused look on her face, as if she was doubting her life, and she was walking and stopping like an enlightenment... Unconsciously said, "What a hell, I can't remember it at all."

Tang Bohu and others had arrived in the capital before they arrived, so Zhu Houzhao's poem arrived first.

The cannons are opened and he is bombarded by his mother. He is the power of the country and returns to his hometown.

Is this a poem written by the prince? People say this is simply a disgrace to a gentleman. It is absurd, and this is also called poetry.

The reputation of Zhu Houzhao is not so famous, but it is also famous. However, for officials in the capital, it is very bad for the prince. Studying is like a difficult thing for the prince to be put on a tree for Zhu Houzhao.

But this time, Zhu Houzhao calculated that he had written a poem.

Another one: Looking at a flower from a distance, looking at a scar from a close distance. Oh my mother! It turns out to be a painting!

It's so unbearable to look at it!

Although the literati from all walks of life in the capital were not blinded, they were at least unable to bear to look at them.

Liu Jian, the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, read: "The cannon is open and he bangs his mother, and Weijia returns to his hometown... This reading is not only very rhyme, but also tightly ignorant, nothing wrong! But is the taste of this poem so familiar?"

In the Huagai Hall of Zuochunfang, Li Dongyang, the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, browsed when he saw these poems.

Bang!

Yang Tinghe slapped the table and scolded: "It's simply insulting her ethics! I'm going to meet Your Majesty!"

Before Yang Tinghe arrived in front of Zhu Youting, Zhu Youting had actually seen these poems. The emperor, who was sickly, rarely had a rosy look on his face. But I don’t know if this rosy is happy or too angry to hold it back.

Covering his forehead in pain, Zhu Youxi was very tired!

"Why haven't this rebellious son come back yet?"

The memorial was pinched into a ball in Zhu Youting's hands. Now it is confirmed that Zhu Youting is really too angry to hold it in.

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Tang Bohu and others set out again to the official road outside the capital. Zhu Houzhao was almost at the capital and had no fluctuations in his heart. He just looked at his poems, clicked pictures, and shook his head.

Zhu Zhishan grabbed the horse under him and said to Tang Bohu: "Okay, I'll send it here. It's time to go back to Jiangnan."

Tang Bohu glanced at Su Long behind him and nodded: "Be careful along the way, be careful not to be robbed again."

"Hahaha!" Zhu Zhishan smiled awkwardly.

"Jiedao? I see who dares!"

Swallowing!

After saying that, three flying knives shot out from Su Long's hand and three sparrows fell to the ground.

Looking at this scene, Zhu Zhishan drooled and drank.

With such a skilled wife, Tang Bohu, who is very worried about Zhu Zhishan's second half of his life, what if Su Long is unhappy and shoots Zhu Zhishan on the wall one day?

"It seems that your second half of your life...ah! I won't say it anymore, take care of yourself!" Tang Bohu patted Zhu Zhishan's shoulder.

"Take care too!" Zhu Zhishan bowed and said goodbye.

Tang Bohu was worried and brought a few guards to Zhu Zhishan. Su Mao watched his sister leave.

"What? Don't you say goodbye to your sister?" Tang Bohu said to look at the child.

"Sister said that men will not cry easily!" Su Mao sniffed hard and said, "I'm afraid of crying in front of my sister."

Tang Bohu smiled and said, "That's your real sister. You siblings have been dependent on each other since childhood and are also the closest people in the world. Maybe this time they have been separated for several years!"

Hearing Tang Bohu's words, Su Mao closed his tears and stayed unscrupulously.

Tang Bohu quietly waved his whip and hit Su Mao's horse hard. The horse ran away in pain and chased him in the direction of Zhu Zhishan's departure.

"Say goodbye to your sister!" Tang Bohu said to Su Mao, who was a little panicked.

"Sister!" Su Mao shouted loudly by wiping away his tears.

Hearing the shout, Su Long endured the sadness and trembled all over, and shouted loudly with his back to Su Mao: "Stop!"

Su Mao pulled the reins hard! Stopped in place.

"You want to be a man! Don't cry!" After Su Long said that, he still shook his hand to Su Mao and threw a flying knife, and pierced into the land in front of Su Mao nervously.

"Sister, I won't cry!" Su Mao wiped his tears.

"You are the only seed of my Fengshan Village. You must make achievements! Bring glory to my Su family! Leave a backer to my Su family!" Su Long said loudly.

"Sister! I understand!" Su Mao shouted loudly to Su Long.

"Let's go." Su Long whispered to Zhu Zhishan beside him.

Seeing Su Mao coming back, Tang Bohu nodded, "Do you still have any concerns?"

"No more!" Su Mao said with a firm look on his face: "I can follow you, but you have to take me to make achievements!"

"As long as you want, there are opportunities!" Tang Bohu also urged the horse under him and said: "Now the Ming Dynasty needs new strength, and you young people are the future of the Ming Dynasty."

"It seems that you are not a few years older." Su Mao glanced at Tang Bohu, who was about the same age as him, "How could he say so old-fashioned."

"Oh..." Tang Bohu sighed and said, "What do you know what I have experienced over the years? If you have also experienced what I have experienced, you will understand."

"Sir! Wude slipped away quietly." Tian San came to Tang Bohu's side.

"Send someone to follow him." Tang Bohu said: "This monk Wude is not simple."

"Yes, sir!" Tian San got the order.
Chapter completed!