Kunning Palace, Monsanto Elm crooked in Zhou Wudi's arms, held a small shear and trimmed a green pine potted plant. She looked around and cut off an extra tree and put it in Zhou Wudi's open palm. Bamboo basket loaded with garbage was on hand, but she was extremely lazy and refused to stretch out an inch more.
Zhou Wudi lay behind her and relaxed to read a collection of poems. When his palms were full, he threw them into the bamboo basket. He traveled several times and was not annoyed at all.
“Where's Juan?” Meng Sangyu took a sip of tea and sent the cup to the man's mouth. After a light sip, he asked. The famous Gu Huan, the only son of Zhou Wu Emperor, came out of Queen Meng, three years old.
“Go play with Erbao in the Garden of the King.” The man's eyes sparkled, so he said inadvertently.
“Mmm.” Monsanto Elm nodded reassuringly, pulling the men's sleeves, the words were distressing, "I always thought this pine had less rhyme, but I couldn't see what was wrong with it, don't you think? ”
Zhou Wudi let go of the poetry collection and turned the potted plant around and around a few times, pointing to a branch lane, “This cluster is a little redundant, after cutting off the back to show the green pine strength and lean beauty. ”
“No, if you cut it, doesn't it look empty here?” Monsanto Elm did several scissors and refused to do it.
Zhou Wudi also did not speak, directly grabbed her shears and cut off the clusters, then turned the bonsai display.
“Really!” Monsanto Elm was slightly annoyed, her eyebrows were raised, and immediately after seeing the finished product, she revealed a delightful smile.
“You don't believe me! The punishment!” Zhou Wudi grabbed her slim waist and bit her on her soft cheek. Meng Sang Yu glanced at him delicately and bit back. The two people who were just in the middle of the rule made a scene in a flash and told the new lady to look foolish.
Everyone said that the empress had strong feelings, comparable to the folk affection for the husband and wife, and met the real person to find out that the rumors were not as shocking as they were in reality.
Sister Feng and other elderly people have long seen no surprise, calmly removing the potted plant, so as not to let the two of them mess it up. At this time, a soft glutinous' father, mother and queen 'rang at the door, making Zhou Wu Dili, full of spring breeze, freeze.
When he looked back, he saw his son crossing the threshold with difficulty and running up his ass.
“Gushouze! I thought you said you were going to play. How did you get all that ink back? Did you force him to read and write again? How many times have I told you? He's too young to have fun! It's not too late to read and write until you're six!” When he saw his son's hands stained with ink and his face like a little flower cat, Monsanto Elm immediately laid down and pulled his son into his arms for a good look.
“Why are you so young when you're five? I can carry four books and five scriptures when I'm five!” When the daughter-in-law saw her son, she immediately threw herself behind her head. Zhou Wudi complained while staring at her son.
Gu Huan looked like Zhou Wu Di when he was little, a bun face and big, round eyes looked very cute. He looked at the father and looked at the queen. He grabbed her clothes and said, "Mother, don't blame the father. I want to read and write. ”
“Good boy!” Monsanto Elm, with his horizontal eyebrows upright, immediately changed her smiling mother's face when she looked at her son.
“The Father said," You can only grow up faster if you try to read and write. When you grow up and marry your daughter-in-law, let your daughter-in-law manage your affairs for your mother, who can play with you every day! ”Gu Huan winked and looked forward to it.
Monsanto Elm's smile solidified and his expression was divine. Son, you're being ignored by your father! Why are you so adorable?
“Idiot! If you want to play with your mother-in-law right now, you're too young to hold the brush. Don't listen to your father. Look at your clothes. Mother can't remember what color it was!” Monsanto Elara's son had black sleeves and disgusted his face.
Gu Huanxian's eyes were bright and crystal bright, and he nodded his head in unison. Monsanto Elm didn't want his son to get dirty, so he kissed him hard on his little face.
Zhou Wudi's body was full of acidity, and he was not cheerful to say, "Zhou Wudi is the future warehouse monarch. Being both responsible and responsible, early opening up is only good for him, no harm. You'll only hurt him if you tolerate it like that. They all say that the Mercy Mother is a loser, and you should understand that. ”
Monsanto Elm did not feel comfortable, and the demonstration bit his son in the face again. A child as young as three years old was strangled at an age when she knew nothing, and she always felt intolerant, letting her son play for another year was only four years old, nothing could be delayed.
Zhou Wudi's sour taste was even stronger. He glanced at his son. Gu Huan snuggled into the arms of her mother and said to her, “Mother, I heard that the show is going to be held again this year. After the show, Father will hurt the new mother-in-law. It won't hurt us anymore. Let's go to Qianfoshan to find Grandmother. Didn't the Queen say we could leave the palace by filling this cloth? It's all filled out, Mother. Look. ”