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

Su Changqing stood on the spot, his eyes glazed over, deep in thought, and stood for a while.

As if caught in a memory.

"Your Majesty, it seems that Su Changqing must have been deeply touched by that relationship. When I mention it, I am afraid that I will think of that person again."

"The empress even said that Changqing has never mentioned it in front of people for so many years, but she wrote such touching poems in private. It can be seen that this is a secret in her heart. It must be more touching after that."

The two were whispering here, but Su Changqing had racked his brains to continue the poem.

With his talent and learning, in fact, there are already corresponding poems.

But no matter how he continued, he felt that what he wrote was not worthy of the beginning.

After all, he is not a person who is good at poetry.

If it continues indiscriminately, but I feel that I have ruined the poem.

After a while, Su Changqing sighed softly, and said: "Your Majesty, I only wrote the first line of this poem back then, so Su Wencai only remembered this line. With my talent, I got this line. Now, as for the future, I really don’t know how to write it, how to do it, please forgive me, Your Majesty and Queen.”

Neither Emperor Zhou nor the Queen expected to get such a result from Su Changqing in the end.

The two looked at each other, and both saw regret in each other's eyes.

Especially the queen, couldn't help but said: "It's a pity if there is only one sentence in this class of poems. Changqing, can't you think about it carefully and come up with the follow-up poems?"

Emperor Zhou also said: "That's true, Changqing, if you think about it carefully and write the follow-up verses, I believe you must have thought about it countless times in your heart. Today you go home and think about it."

Su Changqing smiled wryly in his heart, these two people still refused to let him go.

Su Mansion, Su Wen is still sleeping.

bang bang bang!

Su Wen opened his eyes in a little bewilderment, got up and went to open the door, and saw Su Changqing standing in front of him with an angry face!

"Father, are you being bullied and planning to vent your anger on me? Let me be clear first, you can't beat me."

Su Wen joked with a smile.

With Su Changqing's posture, one can tell at a glance that nothing is good!

Su Changqing was annoyed by him, and said with an angry smile: "You still have the face to be poor with me, you wrote poems last night, why did you use my name?"

Su Wen was taken aback, he didn't expect that this matter would reach Su Changqing's ears so quickly.

Su Wen said with a smile: "People insist on reading your old man's poems. You said that you are such an adult, and you don't have many poems to take out. In order not to embarrass me, I can only do that for you. , How is it, is it well written?"

Su Changqing was furious when he taunted him like this, and he punched Su Wen with his fists.

But he was only a weak scholar, and he was half a hundred years old. When he hit Su Wen with his fist, it didn't hurt at all, but it hurt from Su Wen's hand that was shocked by Su Wen's true energy!

"I'm so pissed off! You kid, why are you teasing your father like that?" Su Changqing hit Su Wen a few times and got angry, then gritted his teeth and said, "Your poem is not bad, is there a follow-up?"

Su Wen didn't answer, but asked, "Why are you asking about the follow-up?"

Su Changqing immediately talked about what happened in the palace, and finally said: "Both your majesty and the empress want to know the follow-up."

Su Wen shook his head and said: "They want to know, just think about it. Since Dad, you have already said and only did this one sentence, so this is the only one. I haven't thought about what to do next."

This poem is actually a bit inconvenient to post the full text.

The full text is: If life is only as it was first seen, what is the autumn wind and the sad painting fan. Waiting for leisure to change the old man's heart, but the old man's heart is easy to change. The Lishan language is half past midnight, and the tears, rain, and bells will never complain. How about Bo Xing Jin Yilang, who will wish for that day.

This was written by Nalan Xingde, a poet in the Qing Dynasty.

But the problem is that this poem quotes the love story between Tang Minghuang and Yang Yuhuan, and wrote it.

If it is written directly, there will inevitably be some inexplicable places.

For example, in the second half of Que, the Lishan language is half past midnight, and the tears, rain, and bells will never complain. How about Bo Xing Jin Yilang, who will wish for that day. It is the allusion of Yang Yuhuan and Tang Minghuan, so it seems that there are some incomprehensible things.

Of course, if there is a forced explanation, there is always a way to make it round, but in Su Wen's view, since Su Changqing has already said that he only made one sentence, why bother to make a fuss?

Su Changqing didn't think much about it, he thought it was written by Su Wen himself, and he said: "Yes, in a hurry, it's not bad if you can come up with such a sentence. But this He Sui is a bit presumptuous, it just so happens that this guy wants to Let him go to Shangougou in Qianzhou to be a county magistrate."

Su Wen didn't expect that Su Changqing's revenge would be so fast.

"Haha, father is indeed a treacherous prime minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty, revenge will not be overnight."

Su Changqing looked at Su Wen, and said with disdain: "You think your father is so narrow-minded?"

Su Wen curled his lips and said, "Otherwise? Are you still doing it for his own good?"

Su Changqing sighed: "He Sui has some talents, but he is very proud of himself and proud of his talents. If this kind of temperament is not polished, it will be difficult to become a great tool. From yesterday's point of view, this man is not deep in the city, and everything is superficial. This is a big taboo in the officialdom, if you enter the officialdom like this, you will end up with a different body sooner or later, send it to Qianzhou to polish it, learn some lessons, and you may become a talent in the future."

Hearing Su Changqing's words, Su Wen opened his mouth wide and exclaimed: "You are indeed my father. I really admire you. You can say that you are so selfless and selfless. I didn't know that I thought he was your own son. In this way, you Why don't you let my eldest brother go to the frontier to hone? Knowing the sufferings and setbacks in the world?"

Su Changqing rolled his eyes, and said as a matter of course: "Your elder brother has me as a father, I can protect him, does He Sui have one?"

"It makes sense! You are an official, you are right, I have to go to the Yamen too." Su Wen said with a smile.

It stands to reason that Su Wen clicked on time, but he must be late today.

It was already afternoon when Su Wen arrived at the Yamen.

After entering the patrol office, they didn't go far before they met Yan Luoying. Behind her was Wen Jinming and a group of patrolling guards. Seeing Su Wen, Yan Luoying looked displeased and said, "Master Su, If you come later, I'm afraid it will be dark."

Su Wen said with a smile: "That's natural. It will always be dark when the sky comes. I slept a little today, so I'm not late, right?"

Although the two reached an alliance in private, they still remained hostile in front of outsiders.

Behind Yan Luoying, someone couldn't help snickering, this guy, the sun will be setting in a while, and he asked if he was late at this hour? It can also be regarded as a talent.

Yan Luoying pretended to be furious and said: "I don't have time to waste time here with you, something happened in Dongcheng!"