My Lady, Something is Wrong

The tall girl in a long lavender dress was holding a whip and standing proudly in the yard. On the ground in front of her was a tree branch.

Song Ruyue, mother and daughter, dressed in the same style of snow-white fox fur, stood under the eaves to watch, surrounded by maids and mothers.

Song Ruyue said with a smile: "Meijiao is really powerful, women don't give way to men!"

The other maids and mothers also echoed and praised, full of praise.

But when Luo Qingzhou stepped into the yard, the voices suddenly stopped again.

When Nangong Meijiao saw him, the complacency on her face instantly turned into arrogance. She put away the whip, twisted her buttocks, and turned back to the roof.

The smile on Song Ruyue's face also cooled down.

Only the weak girl under the eaves, supported by Qiu'er and Zhu'er, still had a smile on her face and her eyes were full of tenderness.

Song Ruyue brought Nangong Meijiao and a group of maids and servants, turned around and entered the house, and sat down in the living room.

Luo Qingzhou stopped in the courtyard, wondering if he should go in or not.

Qin Weimo whispered under the eaves: "Brother-in-law, come in..."

When Luo Qingzhou came close, the weak girl gave him a soft look, and chuckled softly: "Brother-in-law, don't be afraid, Wei Mo will protect you."

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

The girl covered her mouth and smiled slightly, her eyes beckoning him to enter the room.

Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in, walked up to the young beautiful woman sitting in the main seat of the living room, bowed her head and cupped her hands and said, "Mother-in-law, what do you want me to do when you call Qingzhou?"

Holding the teacup, Song Ruyue lowered her head and took a sip slowly. Fang looked up at him and said, "Can you write a few heroic poems, preferably with lofty ambitions, achievements, or national events?"

Luo Qingzhou said without hesitation: "No."

"Ok?"

The teacup in Song Ruyue's hand paused, then slowly put it on the tea table next to her, looked at him coldly and said, "No?"

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and said: "Qingzhou is stupid, he really can't."

Just thinking about it carefully, he can't do these thankless things.

These poems are for the eldest princess.

Poems discussing state affairs and wars are no different from those romantic poems. If they are not well written, or the meaning is wrong, if they are caught by someone with a heart, wouldn’t they be asking for trouble?

Anyway, he is only a son-in-law, and he is not qualified to meet the eldest princess, let alone flatter him, so why bother?

Song Ruyue's face darkened, and she looked at him unkindly.

Qin Weimo said softly at the side: "Mother, everyone has different literary styles. My brother-in-law is not good at composing such poems. It is understandable. Didn't Sister Meijiao just say that the eldest princess also likes to draw, Wei Mo Mo can make a picture, and then think of a poem to inscribe on it. Although it may be a bit difficult to come up with, but it is always a heart, and the eldest princess should not blame it. At that time, the mother will send some other gifts, just icing on the cake .”

"Humph!"

Song Ruyue snorted coldly, rolled her eyes and said, "Some people, I don't know what's the use of raising them. At critical times, they're not even as good as a weak woman."

Nangong Meijiao sat at the side drinking tea, her face was cold and arrogant, she didn't say a word.

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head with his hands folded, without saying a word.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Ruyue lost her temper immediately, her heart fluctuated, and when she was about to slap the table to get angry, Qin Weimo hurriedly said: "Mother, when the time comes, Weimo draws a picture, Ask my brother-in-law to write a short story, or write a poem that borrows the scene to describe people. In this case, it should be possible."

Song Ruyue snorted coldly and sarcastically: "Will he do it?"

Qin Weimo glanced at the young man standing respectfully with bowed head in the hall, and answered for him: "Brother-in-law will."

Song Ruyue twitched her brows and squinted at her.

Nangong Meijiao, who was sitting next to her, finally said: "Wei Mo, are you very familiar with your brother-in-law? Do you even know this?"

Qin Weimo said softly: "Sister Meijiao, brother-in-law is brilliant, not only Weimo knows it, but mother also knows it. Everyone in the Qin family knows it."

"Hey, don't add me, I don't know!"

Song Ruyue sneered, and turned her face away.

Nangong Meijiao smiled faintly: "Great talent? If you are really talented, it is impossible to stick to one style. Even if other styles are not good, you can still do it. Weimo, don't be fooled."

Qin Weimo smiled softly: "Sister Meijiao, Weimo knows it well."

Nangong Meijiao frowned, and looked at the young man standing in the hall again.

He looks good, but it's a pity that he looks weak, and he doesn't have any different things from other scholars.

She really couldn't understand how Qin Jianjia could marry such a person.

谷坌

What's more, even the weak little cousin next to him seems to be fascinated by this guy.

Every time she came here to talk to her, she heard her talking about her husband-in-law, and every time she mentioned him, her eyes sparkled.

It seemed that apart from this guy, she had nothing else to talk about in her mind.

Is this guy really that attractive?

Why can't she see it?

"Luo Qingzhou!"

Song Ruyue suddenly spoke harshly: "What Wei Mo just said, can you do it?"

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a while, and looked at the weak girl next to her. Just as she was about to speak, Nangong Meijiao suddenly said: "Scholars do not read books just to recite romantic poems. You all have to deal with world affairs and national affairs. You should care. I heard Weimo say a few of your poems. The literary talents are indeed passable, but the intentions are a bit petty. Apart from moaning without illness, it is the love of children. If you can write some poems with lofty ambitions and ideas for the country, that is A real genius."

Song Ruyue said with a cold face: "Meijiao is right. Luo Qingzhou, can you do it?"

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said, "Qingzhou doesn't..."

"If you can't, go to my back garden to plant flowers now! You don't need to study in the future, go to be a gardener, and let your little girl go too. From now on, neither of you, master and servant, will be able to step out of the garden." Half a step to the back garden!"

Song Ruyue raised her eyebrows coldly, and spoke harshly.

Luo Qingzhou looked up at her, and suddenly heard what she was thinking: You idiot, Wei Mo and I praised him in front of Meijiao just now, and now we are going to slap Wei Mo and me in the face?If he dares to embarrass me in front of outsiders today, I want him to look good! 】

Qin Weimo said softly: "Mother, even if you want your brother-in-law to do it, you should give him a few days. If you don't ask for it on the spot, just ask your brother-in-law to do it on the spot. You... are a bit of a bully."

"Ok?"

Song Ruyue turned to look at him, glared and said, "You said I bullied this kid?"

Then he said angrily and angrily: "Do you know how the son-in-law of your aunt Zhou's family lives every day? Every day before dawn, he has to get up, go to your aunt Zhou's door and bow and wait, doing laundry, sweeping the floor, and making cows." Being a horse, you can do all kinds of dirty work.”

"Your Aunt Zhou's daughter still despises him, even those maidservants dare to insult him, not enough to eat, not warm enough to wear. Your Aunt Zhou even asked him to carry the sedan chair for your Aunt Zhou, drive the carriage, and serve him with slaps and whips at every turn. .”

"Which of the son-in-law in the family's mansion doesn't live like this? It's worse than a servant, anyone can bully and revil."

"Look at this kid again, what kind of life do you live in our mansion? Those are the days of gods! Eat well and wear well, don't have to do anything except study every day, and there is a little girl in the room to serve you. There is such a beautiful lady and Yue...huh! He should burn incense and worship Buddha, Amitabha!"

Qin Weimo lowered his head, not daring to say anything more.

In fact, she knew in her heart that what mother said was right, and those who entered the house as wives had a very bad life, and even looked down on those maids and servants.

but……

In her heart, brother-in-law is not comparable to ordinary son-in-law.

My brother-in-law is talented, eloquent, can recite poems and lyrics, and write wonderful short stories; he is a good person and character, and he can... protect her and make her happy.

Anyway, brother-in-law is good, she doesn't allow others to bully him.

Neither can mother.

Luo Qingzhou saw this mother-in-law's face turned pale with anger, and her body trembled after she uttered a series of words.

She seemed to feel sorry for her daughter again, and felt a little regretful, but she hadn't finished venting her anger, so she could only hold it back.

After the Second Miss Qin spoke for him, she lowered her head and pouted her lips after being reprimanded. She seemed a little unconvinced and wanted to continue arguing for him.

Seeing that the mother and daughter who were wearing the same snow-white fox fur and the same beauty seemed to be arguing about him again, Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to break the tense and oppressive atmosphere, saying: "Mother-in-law, Qing Zhou just thought about it and remembered something A poem, I don’t know if it’s appropriate.”

Song Ruyue glanced at him angrily, but didn't speak.

Nangong Meijiao who was sitting next to her said, "Read it and listen."

Qin Weimo also raised his head.

Song Ruyue suddenly said: "Zhu'er, go to the study to study ink and let Qiu'er write it down. If he dares to fool me, this will be the last poem he wrote in the Qin Mansion!"

Zhu'er agreed, and hurried into the study together with Qiu'er.

Luo Qingzhou sighed secretly in his heart, brewing up his emotions, Fang opened his mouth and said sonorously: "Golden wrong sword and white jade outfit, shining through the window at night. The man has not done his work, and he lifts the knife to look after the eight wastes independently. Jinghua made friends A thousand-year-old history is ashamed and unnamed, and one is loyal to the emperor. You come to join the army in Tianhanbin, Nanshan Xiaoxueyu is jagged. Woohoo! Although three households in Chu can perish in Qin, how can there be no majestic flames? people!"

The tone of this poem was sonorous and powerful, without any pause, and after reading it in one breath, a heroic ambition rose in his chest involuntarily, and his blood was surging!

Although Song Ruyue didn't understand it right away, when she heard the momentum, her heart suddenly became awe-inspiring, and the expression on her face also changed.

After Qin Weimo heard this, she couldn't help clenching her little hands, and a blush of excitement suddenly appeared on her fair cheeks, her eyes shone brightly, her lips moved, as if she wanted to speak, but she just looked at the girl in the purple skirt next to her.

Nangong Meijiao pondered for a while, as if recalling some of them.

After a while.

She looked at Song Ruyue and said, "Auntie, I have a gift for the eldest princess. I'm sure the eldest princess will like this poem."

Chapter 131 Weimo paints, accompanied by Qingzhou, seniors come to make an appointment in their dreams

The atmosphere seemed to ease a little.

Although Nangong Meijiao didn't directly praise how well this poem was written, this sentence clearly showed that this poem is very good.

Being able to get the compliment from the proud princess from the capital, Song Ruyue will naturally gain face.

The anger that I originally wanted to vent is not easy to vent.

She could only snort coldly, and looked sideways at the bowed young man standing in the hall and said: "It's about to be done, so-so. You said you can't do it, but you have done it? It's okay to be humble in front of outsiders, but it's okay to be humble in front of your own people." , do you need such hypocrisy?"

Qin Weimo weakly defended from the side: "Mother, brother-in-law may not have thought it through just now..."

Song Ruyue raised her brows, and glared at him again: "You are the only one who talks too much! I say one thing to him, but you say something to me, am I my mother or is he my mother?"

Qin Weimo lowered his head.

Song Ruyue stood up, looked at the young man in the hall with a cold face, and said, "Weimo paints, you write poems, go now. If you can think of better poems, you can write a few more. This time the eldest princess is here In Mocheng, other families are scrambling to send things, if you earn face for my Qin family, I will not be stingy. Whatever you want, I will give you."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at him again and said coldly: "If you have done meritorious deeds, you can make up for the mistakes you make in the mansion in the future! Do you understand?"

Luo Qingzhou's heart skipped a beat, he bowed his head and said, "Yes."

Song Ruyue waved her hand and said: "Go to the study with Wei Mo, think about it carefully, what other works can you get. Don't go anywhere today, just think about it for me in the study, do you hear me clearly?"