My Wife Is A General Who Killed Tens Of Thousands On The Battlefield

Su Wen drank too much and was recited out of the prince's mansion by He Pingan.

Put it in the car and take it back to Su Mansion.

I still don't remember the lyrics after all.

Of course, it's just that Su Wen didn't want to say it, he did it on purpose.

Fragmented dog? How cool!

Just to make those people feel uncomfortable.

He Pingan carried Su Wen on his back to the inner courtyard, but stopped.

The rule in the mansion is that men are not allowed to enter the inner courtyard.

Ningshuang took Su Wen from He Pingan's hands and carried her back to the room.

Cui Yumian called hot water and helped to wipe Su Wen's face and hands together.

Su Nuannuan was also on the side, the little girl wrinkled her nose and said, "The smell of wine is so bad, why do you want to drink?"

Cui Yumian smiled and said, "Some people like to drink, but I don't actually like to drink. My sister will make you sour plum soup another day. It's sour and sweet, it's very delicious."

Su Nuannuan tilted her head to look at Cui Yumian, and said with a smile: "Sister Cui, you want to accompany brother today! You want me to go!"

A blush appeared on Cui Yumian's face, she was seen through by the child.

Su Nuannuan walked up to Su Wen, kissed Su Wen lightly, and kissed Cui Yumian again, humming coquettishly: "Hmph, my brother is drunk today, so I won't rob him. Sister Cui will die tomorrow." You have to sleep with me."

Su Nuannuan left, leaving only Ningshuang and Cui Yumian in the room.

Cui Yumian looked at Ningshuang and said with a smile: "Sister Ningshuang, you should stay at night and help me."

"Yeah." Ningshuang nodded.

"Where are you from Ningshuang?" Su Wen was sleeping soundly on the bed, and Cui Yumian chatted with Ningshuang.

Ningshuang was a refugee, brought by her mother, fled to the capital, and later sold herself into Su's residence as a maid.

Ningshuang didn't hide anything, she told Cui Yumian exactly.

"Master Xiang saved our mother and daughter. Later, when my mother died of illness, I grew up in the Su Mansion and served Young Master Su Wen. I don't remember where my hometown is, and my mother never said anything about it."

Cui Yumian and Ningshuang both had miserable life experiences.

The two gradually hit it off.

In the palace, Empress Han was looking at the poem in her hand.

"If life is just like the first time you see it, what is the sad wind and autumn painting fan"

"It's a beautiful poem, but it's a pity there's only one line."

She is the biological mother of the prince, and she was also a top beauty back then.

But now, the years have passed, and the youth is no longer.

All that remains is the memories of the beginning, and when I read this poem again, I feel deeply moved.

Although she is the lord of the harem now, the emperor no longer favors her.

Only occasionally come to chat, but rarely stay overnight.

So she loves poetry and books, and often reads poems for self-entertainment. The prince also knows that, after getting such a poem, he sent it overnight.

Hope she can be happier.

It's just that the prince didn't know that this line of poem made Han family recall the past and felt very sad.

The sky had just dawned, and the emperor had already got up, ready to go to court early.

Emperor Zhou was considered a diligent man, and he never missed the early court for decades.

After the government report was completed, Emperor Zhou returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Su Changqing was about to leave, but was stopped by an eunuch.

"Su Xiang, the queen invites you to meet me."

The eunuch's order made Su Changqing confused.

He has never had any contact with the Queen, so how could he be summoned suddenly?

"I don't know why the queen called me?" Su Changqing asked.

The eunuch shook his head and said: "I don't know, so I ask Prime Minister Su to move, and I'll know when I go."

Su Changqing nodded, and went to the queen's place together with the eunuch.

The news soon reached the ears of Emperor Zhou.

"The empress is looking for Su Changqing? Why?"

"It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sent a poem written by Su Xiang to the empress last night. After reading it, the empress was very touched. She read it several times last night, and even shed tears."

Emperor Zhou was surprised and said: "Su Changqing has never been outstanding in his diction. What kind of poems can he write?"

This is true, you know, Su Changqing has known him for many years, when it comes to government affairs strategy, Su Changqing is definitely top notch, but when it comes to poetry, in the eyes of Emperor Zhou, Su Changqing might not be as good as him.

"Come on, I want to see what poems Su Changqing can write, so that the queen will never forget it!"

In the queen's bedroom, Su Changqing saw the queen.

Bowing down, he said, "Foreign minister Su Changqing, I have seen Her Majesty the Empress, but I don't know that Her Majesty has summoned me, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Han stared at Su Changqing for a long while before sighing softly: "You have known His Majesty for many years. Back then when we were talking about government affairs, drinking and having fun, I often accompanied him, but I didn't know that you have such a talent for writing. I admire you."

Su Changqing was confused: "Your Highness, where did you come from?"

Han Shi gave a slight signal, and a maid next to her handed the paper with poems to Su Changqing.

Su Changqing picked it up, and slowly chanted: "If life is just like seeing it at first, what is the sad wind and autumn painting fan? Good poems, good poems. But what does this poem have to do with the minister?"

Mrs. Han said slightly displeased: "Changqing, you and I are old acquaintances, why bother to lie like this? This poem was written by your son Su Wen when he was having a banquet at the Prince's Mansion last night. He said that he saw it from your study when he was young. I just remember this sentence, I know that to be able to write this kind of poem, there must be a story behind it, I don’t ask you the story today, I only need the poem behind you.”

Su Changqing opened his mouth wide, then looked down at the poem in his hand.

This is what I wrote?

Su Wen read it from my study?

I've never seen it myself!

The problem is that my own son said this!

Su Changqing's brain was running at high speed.

At this moment, the eunuch's voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty is here!"

Han quickly stood up to greet her.

Emperor Zhou entered the hall with a tiger's pace, and laughed loudly: "I heard that Su Xiang wrote a good poem, which shocked the queen. I want to see what poem you can write, Su Changqing!"

The Han family was not surprised that Emperor Zhou knew about this. There is no impenetrable wall in the harem.

She picked up the poem and sent it to Emperor Zhou, dissatisfied: "Your Majesty, look, this is the poem written by Changqing. I asked him about the following words, but he still pretended to be confused with me."

Emperor Zhou glanced at Su Changqing with a smile on his eyes, took the poem and read it.

"It's indeed a good word." After reading it, Emperor Zhou understood why the Empress wept last night, and why he summoned Su Changqing today.

Even when he read these words, he also remembered the scenes he had seen for the first time countless times, and the queen was among them.

Thinking of how he had neglected the queen for many years, he naturally understood how he felt.

"I didn't expect, Changqing, that you could write such delicate and thoughtful words, but I underestimated you." Emperor Zhou said with emotion.

Su Changqing hurriedly said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your praise. You have always been with you and been nurtured by you. Only one or two of them can make this masterpiece."

Su Changqing's flattery will be delivered first.

Sure enough, Emperor Zhou smiled even wider and said, "Then you can write the follow-up poems!"

Su Changqing kept thinking about that line of the poem. This is really killing me!

"Su Wen, you bastard!" Su Changqing roared inwardly.