The next morning, Princess Changle was escorted to Xiaojiazhuang. Xiao Rui was harvesting potatoes with the villagers, and the little princess came directly to the field.
"Big brother, I'm here to play with you..."
"Stand there and don't move. I'll come over when I'm done!" Xiao Rui shouted.
"Ah? Okay, I'll go over and help you! Come on, come on, let's all go down and help..."
Xiao Changle was very sensible and urged all his guards to work in the fields. He also took off his shoes and socks and ran away with his bare feet on the soft soil.
Xiao Rui slapped his forehead and smiled bitterly: "Is that what I said?"
Soon, the little guy ran to Xiao Rui and asked curiously: "Brother, what are you busy with? How should I start?"
Xue Li said with a smile: "We are harvesting potatoes. Please help us pick up all the potatoes in the soil into the basket."
"Potatoes? Are they potatoes like potatoes stewed with chicken? Okay, okay, I like to eat potatoes the most." The little guy was very enthusiastic and quickly joined the army of picking potatoes.
The helping guards also got busy under the command of the villagers, but strangely, when everyone asked what it was, the villagers all said the same thing, saying that it was a delicious vegetable without revealing too much.
"Xiao Changle, why are you here again a few days ago? Are you greedy again?" Xiao Rui asked jokingly.
"Well, I want to eat the potato stewed chicken from my eldest brother's house every day. But my mother won't let me go out every day."
The child speaks innocently and does not shy away from his greedy mouth.
"After all, it's not safe for you to come out alone. It's normal for your parents to be worried. Where is your sister? Did she like the gift you gave her last time?"
The little guy nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, sister likes it very much. She looks at it in the mirror every day. By the way, big brother, I heard that you wrote a very good poem, right? The whole Chang'an is singing it."
"Oh? What poem?"
"That's the song "Xia Ke Xing"! Hey, my sister asked me to copy it and read it every day, and I learned to memorize the first few lines from her."
Pfft... Xiao Rui didn't expect his father to move so quickly?
"Big brother, my sister asked you to write a poem for her. It should be as good as this one."
Phew...what the hell? Co-author You came today with a mission? Xiao Rui wondered, is Princess Xiangcheng not sick? Why do you want me to ask you for poetry? I give you a mirror, but it doesn’t count if you don’t express anything, just open your mouth and ask for something? It seems that the second brother is right, you can't get used to women!
Xiao Rui said with a straight face: "Go back and tell your sister that I am very busy and have no time to write poetry."
ah?
Xiao Changle didn't expect this to happen. If he couldn't get the poems back...how could he communicate with his father?
"Ugh...what should I do? My sister asked me to bring one of your poems back, otherwise I won't be allowed to go home..."
Well, the little guy sat down on the ground and started crying.
Xue Li tried to persuade her: "Brother, you have so many posts about calligraphy practice, just take out one to comfort her. What are you doing to bully a little girl?"
Helpless, Xiao Rui had no choice but to surrender. Xiao Changle got the promise, stood up and continued working with a smile on his face, and then looked at the corner of his eyes, where was there a drop of tear? What a clever little guy.
In the evening, when the imperial palace set up the Zhengdian Hall, Li Er read a poem in a soulful and powerful voice, "The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick. If we hadn't met at the top of the jade mountain, we would have met at Yaotai ~ under the moon!"
"Hey! Erlang's poetry is so popular that he also got a masterpiece!" Empress Changsun didn't understand and praised him.
Mr. Li's face turned red, "This is not a poem written by me. It was written by that boy Xiao Rui to Xiangcheng. Huh, this boy has great talents. He doesn't need to contribute to the country, but he likes to write and write. I don't know how much harm he will do in the future." A good woman..."
"Zhi'er, tell Xiao Rui tomorrow that you will write a poem for your sister Xiangcheng every day. I didn't see that kind of chivalric style today. The font used in this poem is too delicate, which is not good."
What? ? ? You let Zhi'er go...
Empress Changsun completely understood, where is Xiao Rui's poem? It was obviously the poem you deceived from Xiao Rui in the name of your eldest daughter.
Xiao Changle cried and sat on the ground, "Uuuuu, one song a day? How could big brother give it to me! Father, I will not go, and I will never go again..."
Empress Changsun quickly picked up her daughter to comfort her, and tried to persuade her: "Erlang, you like Xiao Rui's poems, just let him compose one occasionally. Why bother the child?"
"You've seen that boy before. He looks so slick and careless. Poems and prose are nothing. I have to find a way to get him to serve as an official." Li Er looked very dissatisfied.
"Then send someone to arrange the marriage between him and Xiangcheng. If he becomes your son-in-law, can he not be driven by you?"
Li Er snorted coldly: "I asked Xiao Yu to take the child to the palace, but he hasn't done it yet. Is it possible that I should bring my daughter to the house to beg him?"
The queen smiled and said, "Xiao Rui is a great talent and deserves your condescension. In fact, it is enough for him to like Xiangcheng and send someone who is familiar with both parties to act as a matchmaker."
Um? Matchmaker? Li Er's eyes lit up.
Early the next morning, General Cheng Zhijie came to the Duke of Song's mansion and congratulated him repeatedly.
After explaining his intention, Xiao Yu hit it off immediately and agreed immediately. So at the court meeting that day, the emperor ordered someone to announce the marriage to Xiao Rui, the eldest son of Princess Xiangcheng and the Duke of Song.
The whole court was full of congratulations, and the ministers talked privately that the emperor was quick to see opportunities, Xiao Rui's poetry was all over Chang'an, and his future was limitless. He was definitely the first choice to be his son-in-law.
After returning home, Xiao Yu ordered someone to call back his wife who was on vacation at the farm, and then began to nervously arrange the six rituals.
At this time, the steward of the Song Dynasty Duke's Mansion came to report, "Sir, it's not good. I don't know what evil happened in the past two days. All our businesses and shops were ransacked by people, and several prosperous shops disappeared in front of our eyes. Got the business."
"Huh? What's going on? Your Majesty has just given Rui'er a marriage, and it's time to spend the money, but something went wrong at this stall? Who is targeting our Xiao family?" Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows.
The housekeeper whispered: "The other party acted very cautiously and did not catch any real evidence. But I sent people to follow up and found that those who dealt with us were all from the Changsun family's shop, and most likely from the uncle's house."
Uncle Guo's Mansion? Changsun Wuji? I, Xiao Yu, had no grudges against him in the past, so why should he mess with my affairs?
The housekeeper lowered his voice and said: "Master, there is a rumor that the eldest son of the uncle's house suffered a big loss outside not long ago and was beaten badly. Moreover, there are rumors among the people that it was our eldest son who did it. hand."
What? ? ? Is this happening?
"It was the last time we encountered bandits in Zhuangzi. Now it seems that if it wasn't bandits at that time, it was probably someone from Uncle Guo's mansion..."
"Come here, call Xiao Banshan. He went to provide support at that time. He should know better."
After asking the whole story, Xiao Yu became angry and said, "His eldest son Wuji is so brave. He commits a crime and dares to take revenge afterward? Do you really think that I, Xiao Yu, is a fool? This person is here, my name is Lanling, the chief shopkeeper of the Xiao family. Come, I want to see how wealthy his eldest grandson's family is? Aren't they just running the salt and iron business? I, the Lanling Xiao family, may not be afraid of you."
Xiao Yu would never have imagined that the person who suppressed him in business was not Changsun Wuji, but Xiao Yu's own biological son, Xiao Rui, who threatened to pay his own father's wages and turned against him!
