Su Da Zhao Feng

Chapter 44

"Daddy, what color do you like?" One day, Feng Ya lay on the desk, tilted her head and asked the people in the same room.

"I don't particularly like it."

Well, an answer is tantamount to no answer.

"Then dad, what kind of person don't you hate?" Make persistent efforts.

"He who doesn't hate doesn't hate."

Well, what's the answer to this?
"Then Daddy, what kind of temperament do you like to get along with?" Feng Ya has been defeated repeatedly.

The gaze that was originally on the page turned to the person beside him, "What do you want to know?"

Ah, it seems that Dad has found out, but it is difficult for him to ask questions so openly without being found out.

"Actually, Feng Ya wants to ask Daddy, what kind of temperament does Daddy like in women?" Feng Ya lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

Le Zhengjin was taken aback by her question. He stared at the man with his head bowed in front of him for a while before asking, "Why do you ask this question?"

Seeing that her father was not angry, Feng Ya dared to raise her head, but met the other party's eyes that she didn't quite agree with. After thinking about it, she cowardly replied, "Feng Ya feels that Daddy is alone and too lonely. I want to know what kind of things Daddy likes." girl, Fengya can help you find it."

The more I spoke, the quieter I was, why couldn't I say the words I had prepared before when I faced my father's eyes?
"Why do you think you can do these things for me? How can you tell if I'm alone or not?"

The two rhetorical questions were like two stones, which made Fengya stunned for a while, and facing her father's suddenly cold expression, Fengya felt that she couldn't say a word.

After a while of silence in the study, Le Zhengjin turned his head and glanced at the person who was still sitting on the side. Knowing that what he said just now was a bit harsh, he couldn't help but sighed and softened his tone, "You don't have to worry about me, Now my thoughts are all in the court, I don't have extra time to think about these things, and I'm not alone, there are so many people in the mansion?"

Hearing the different mocking tone from the people around him, he knew that he was explaining to himself that it was really rare for Daddy to do this, so Fengya shook off the cold reception she received just now, and replied with a bright face, "Yeah , Daddy, I understand."

He nodded, as long as he understands, otherwise, with such unpredictable thoughts, she would have done many unthinkable things.

But Le Zhengjin didn't expect that he was defeated in front of her by being smart all his life. If he could know what Fengya is thinking now, he would be sweating.

Feng Ya walked out of the study while thinking, Dad just said that he was obsessed with court affairs, so he didn't have time to meet women, let alone find a wife, so her burden as his daughter was a bit heavier, she had to take on Dad's heavy responsibility of finding a wife, Otherwise, judging from the busy situation of Dad, he must still be alone in three years, not to mention that now he is such an outstanding parent officer in their Nanxu Country, and as a member of Nanxu Country, she should relieve him of his worries.

Thinking of this, Feng Ya clapped her hands together, then her poetry meeting must be held quickly!Only then can I find his other half for Dad as soon as possible!
So Feng Ya quickly walked towards the tent in the mansion, she wanted to discuss it with Si Kongxiu.

The Prime Minister's Mansion has been very busy these two days, and it seems that something is going on.

This feeling was confirmed even more clearly when Zhu Ying hurriedly brought him a cup of tea and then left in a hurry.

Le Zhengjin clasped his hand on the page, thought for a while, and then called Xia to come in.

"What's going on in the mansion recently?"

"This..." Xia Tun stammered.

He frowned slightly, "To be honest."

Although he left the affairs of the mansion to them and didn't give instructions on weekdays, it didn't mean he didn't care, nor did it mean he wouldn't ask.

Sensing the displeasure of the adults, Ting Ye struggled in his heart. If he said it, it seemed that the adults would be even more displeased, but this is what the young lady confessed, and the people in the mansion are also happy to see the results, so it is really hard to speak .

Le Zhengjin didn't rush him, but lightly buttoned the lid of the cup, waiting for him.

After weighing it over and over again, my lord will know when the time comes anyway, so he said, "My lord, miss wants to hold a poetry meeting in the mansion, and people in the mansion are busy with it recently."

Poetry?If he remembered correctly, she didn't seem to be able to even write a couplet, so why would she suddenly want to hold a poetry meeting?and--

"You call her Miss?"

Ting Xia was so overwhelmed by the arrogance in her lord's tone that she broke into cold sweat, "Yes, yes, the princess asked us to call her Miss."

"Who is your master in this Xiangfu?"

"Of course it's you, my lord." But so is Miss, Ting Xia added silently in her heart.

Thinking of the four words written in black and white, Le Zhengjin's expression on purpose softened, this woman always had whimsical ideas that made people feel helpless, "Forget it, what she wants to do, Just do what you want, go down!"

Ting Xia secretly took a look at the adult, and saw that he didn't seem to be angry, so he backed away.

After leaving the study door, Ting Xia dared to wipe the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, it was really a surprise!
"Ting Xia, why are you still standing there, hurry up and help!"

He heard someone calling him from a distance, he swept away the nervous expression just now, responded cheerfully, and ran in that direction as soon as he turned his footsteps.

All matters are going on in full swing.

On this day, a guest came to the mansion.

Le Zhengjin sat in the hall to entertain the visitors.

"I said Lezheng, is there any good thing going to happen in your mansion?" As soon as he entered the door, he saw servants coming and going in a hurry with smiles on their faces. When things happen, it is inevitable to be curious.

Le Zhengjin raised his eyes, and could still see servants walking hurriedly, passing the gate, he smiled, "Fengya is going to hold a poetry meeting in Xiangfu, and the servants are also torturing her about it."

"Poetry meeting?" Duan Yeyun grasped the key words in his words in disbelief.

Seeing his friend's expression, Le Zhengjin also smiled and shook his head, "You heard me right, I was in the same mood as you when I heard the news."

"But she doesn't know it at all." Judging from her performance at the Peach Blossom Festival that day, one can know how heavy she is.

"If she likes it, let her go." It's not that Le Zhengjin didn't think of this, but since she could figure it out, she was confident to do it well.

"Huh?" Duan Yeyun squinted his eyes and looked him up and down, as if he didn't recognize the person in front of him, "Are you still Lezheng?"

"Why not?" he countered.

"You are not such a person who allows others to meddle in the affairs of the house, and—"

"And what?" he continued casually. .

"And," Duan Yeyun thought hard for a while before finding a suitable word, "I've never seen you doting on someone so much."

Pet?Is it elegant?Le Zhengjin was stunned by his words at first, her thoughts turned all over, the delicate bracelet seemed to flash in front of her eyes, then she smiled lightly, if it was Le Zheng Fengya, why not?
"Your expression is very strange." Since just now, Duan Yeyun has been paying attention to his expression, and now he can't help but be surprised to see him showing such an expression that he has never seen on his face.

Le Zhengjin caressed the folds of the long gown, and smiled faintly, "The mansion hasn't been this lively for a long time."

Duan Yeyun was taken aback when he heard the words. Thinking about it, it seemed that the Xiangfu, which had been quiet for so many years, had begun to gain popularity. He looked at his friend, still thinking about his expression.

Is it gentle?Just now.

　Who will appear at the poetry meeting?What wonderful things will happen?An Bu is also looking forward to...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)