Tanabata Diva Concert: Happy Breakup

In the Lizheng Hall, Li Shimin briefly explained what happened in the court to Zhangsun Wugou, Xiangcheng and others.

Empress Changsun said to Wang Kui with some sympathy: "Wang Kui is quite pitiful. The heir whom I worked so hard to train ended up being someone else's child. I think he must have wanted to stab Cui Geng to death in his heart."

Li Leyan also nodded.

"I don't know whether he is pitiful or not, but this matter is related to that kid. Let's go to Changlefang," Li Shimin smiled happily. Moreover, the carriage of Empress Changsun was provided by Zheng Zhengjin, so the journey was not bumpy at all.

In fact, Zheng Zhengjin sent Empress Changsun a carriage in order to make her suffer less. After all, she was a wise empress in history.

Li Leyan, Li Lizhi and Princess Yuzhang narrowed their eyes happily when they heard that they were going to Changlefang. Zheng Zhengjin's place was really great. There were fun things to do and delicious food. It was simply a paradise on earth.

Li Shimin said to his eunuchs in Lizheng Hall: "Wang De, ask Li Junxian to prepare the carriage."

"Yes." Wang De took the order and asked Li Junxian to make the arrangements.

Zheng Renji returned home from court.

The housekeeper stepped forward and said, "Master, the young lady has gone to visit the Duke Xian's mansion."

Zheng Renji's eyes lit up when he heard this. After all, he had stayed in Duke Xian's mansion before. The wine, drinks and food there were simply the most delicious foods on earth.

"Okay, I understand." Zheng Renji quickly returned to the study.

At this moment in Zheng Zhengjin's house,

Zheng Zhengjin and Yu Youwei were looking at the crabapple, osmanthus, and white calamus that were sent from the East Market last night and planted in Yu Youwei's yard by the housekeeper.

He has now determined that the timeline of the Tang Dynasty is indeed terrible.
For example, Yu Youwei was not supposed to appear in the early Tang Dynasty, but she appeared in this period. However, Zheng Zhengjin forgot that she was the one who changed the name Yu Youwei.

"Master, I see that the white flounder seems to be difficult to raise. What should we do?" Yu Youwei was a little worried. Although she also felt that the white flounder only looked soft and very much like the white clouds in the sky, it had no taste.

Zheng Zhengjin smiled and said, "It's okay, just leave the seeds inside the white floribunda." Then he took the lead in breaking open the white floribunda and taking out the seeds inside the flower.

After taking out the seeds of a dozen cotton plants, Zheng Zhengjin took Yu Youwei's hand and walked towards the pavilion in the middle of the lake in the yard.

Yu Youwei was extremely embarrassed. She felt as if her heart was numb. When Zheng Zhengjin held her hand, she felt particularly comfortable.

After arriving at the pavilion, Zheng Zhengjin took out a piece of paper and a pen from his schoolbag, but it was obvious that Yu Youwei didn't know how to use a ballpoint pen and she didn't master it well.

Zheng Zhengjin could only take out a thinner brush and said to him, "Would you please write the five-character poem you wrote last night, 'It's easy to get a priceless treasure, but it's hard to find a loving man'?"

Yu Youwei looked at Zheng Zhengjin's determined eyes and knew that if she didn't write it down today, the young master might be angry, so she had to nod lightly.

Yu Youwei picked up the brush on the table and began to write in her unique and beautiful handwriting:
"Gift to the Neighbor Girl".

Shame days cover your sleeves, worry about spring and do your makeup.

It's easy to ask for priceless treasures, and it's rare to have a heart.

I shed tears on my pillow, and my intestines were broken between the flowers.

You can see Song Yu, why hate Wang Chang?
After finishing writing, Yu Youwei breathed a sigh of relief.

Zheng Zhengjin was stunned. The answer was clear. She was undoubtedly a talented girl. He hugged Yu Youwei's waist and said, "Haha, my Youwei is awesome."

"Sir, this~~~~" Yu Youwei's face flushed, and like an ostrich, she buried her head in Zheng Zhengjin's arms, feeling his warmth.

At this time, the fox Xiaobai jumped onto the stone table, and used its furry paws to gently tap the inkstone, and then printed it under the poem, as if swearing that the poem was stamped by it.

At this time, the butler Zhang San trotted to the pavilion and saw Zheng Zhengjin with one hand around Yu Youwei's waist from behind. He wished he could poke out his eyes at this moment.

Yu Youwei moved to avoid the embarrassment on the scene.

Butler Zhang San said awkwardly: "Master, Miss Zheng, Zheng Liwan is visiting."

"Well, take me here." At this moment, Zheng Zhengjin didn't know what embarrassment was. After all, as long as he didn't feel embarrassed, then others would be embarrassed.

"Okay," Zhang San said, and ran to the gate of the mansion to pick him up.

Yu Youwei said coquettishly: "Sir,"

That soft voice was like the reed flowers in a reed marsh gently sliding through his heart, making Zheng Zhengjin almost collapse.

Zheng Zhengjin then became interested and said to Yu Youwei, "Youwei, how about you sit here and I draw a portrait for you?"

"Ah? Young Master can also paint?" Yu Youwei opened her red lips slightly. It was not that she did not believe it, but she thought it was too outrageous. After all, he was a genius in poetry, music, and cooking. He was unparalleled in the world. Now he wanted to paint. If he was also a genius in painting, then no one in the whole Tang Dynasty would be able to compete with him.

But she still stopped him and said, "Sir, don't worry. Miss Zheng will be here soon. Don't neglect her."

Zheng Zhengjin nodded and said, "What you said makes some sense."

So he sat on the stone bench in the pavilion in the middle of the lake. There were teacups on the stone table, and of course there was a coal stove in the corner of the pavilion. On the coal stove was water that was always hot and ready to make tea.

Soon, Zheng Liwan and her maid, Yutou, arrived at the pavilion in the middle of the lake under the leadership of Zhang San.

Zheng Liwan's beautiful face was covered with a little smile, which was really a charming smile. She said in a gentle and delicate voice: "Liwan came to disturb you, please forgive me, young master."

"Miss Zheng, Miss Yutou, please sit down." The maid behind Zheng Liwan almost broke her teeth. She stared at Zheng Zhengjin, the bastard, indignantly. In her eyes, Zheng Zhengjin was not a good person, but a big scumbag.

Zheng Liwan nodded to Yu Youwei as a greeting.

Yu Youwei smiled back.
Then Yu Youwei took the initiative to stand up and make two cups of tea for Zheng Liwan and her maid.

Zheng Liwan did not pay attention to Yu Youwei, but instead focused her attention on the poem "Presented to the Neighbor's Girl" written by Yu Youwei.

Zheng Liwan couldn't help but be fascinated by it. She asked, "Where did you get this, young master?"

Zheng Zhengjin looked gently at Yu Youwei who was serving tea, and said, "This was made by Youwei!"

Zheng Liwan looked at Yu Youwei in shock.
After Yu Youwei brewed the tea, she brought it to Zheng Liwan and placed it on the stone table. She smiled and said, "Miss Zheng, please have some tea!" Then she looked at the maid standing behind her and smiled again, "Miss Yutou, please sit down and have some tea."

Yutou looked at the glass cup filled with tea, which was simply a priceless treasure. Unlike the glass cup he used to drink wine yesterday, this glass cup was not as beautiful as the goblet, but it was much larger than the previous goblet, so this one would definitely be more valuable.

"This tea is really delicious. It tastes bitter at first but then sweet. The aftertaste is long and unforgettable. It is simply out of this world." Zheng Liwan blushed as she praised.
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(End of this chapter)