Red Heart Survey

The world knows that the great Chu is romantic, not only in the art and costumes.

Chudi is romantic in the characters.

Outside this extremely gorgeous palace, there is a large stone with the inscription "Shaoyuan" on the stone.

These two characters are beautiful and bone-rich, and should be written by famous masters.

If you look closely, you can still see the delicate thoughts——

"Dragon" is hidden in Shao characters, and "Phoenix" is hidden in Yuan characters. The two characters complement each other, quite rhyming.

There is also a column of small characters next to it, which says "The world is in pairs".

Just outside the Shao Garden, where the world is full of twins, there is a young man wearing a robe with flame patterns, with an expression of dissatisfaction and resentment, he casually stepped in.

His face was still a little green, but his brows and eyes were already handsome. In a few years' time, it would be another handsome man who overwhelmed the city of Ying.

Walking through the green bamboo path, passing through the rich and noble flower fields, and came to the glass flower garden... Sure enough, my mother squatted there to tease the ants again.

"Come, come, Xiaolie!" Princess Da Chu Yuyun jumped up and down, like a child: "Look at this ant queen, does the phoenix pattern look good? The phoenix tail with auspicious clouds is very auspicious!"

Isn't my father and I taking turns taking care of this? What are you proud of? Zuo Guanglie muttered in his heart, but a bright smile appeared on his face: "Wow! Looks good!"

The first rule of Zuo's family motto - don't fail to cheer for the most beautiful bear girl in the world.

Xiong Jingyu smiled happily: "You have a good eye!"

Zuo Guanglie had no arrogance outside, he squatted obediently next to his mother, skillfully pinched the Taoist formula, adjusted the temperature of these fragile little ants, and ensured that they were neither cold nor hot. "Mother, I have a question."

Xiong Jingyu used a petal of the Golden Feather Impatiens to carefully tease the Fengwen Mianhua Ant, and said casually, "Ask."

Zuo Guanglie said: "Others want to be different, to be unique, why do you have to make a pair in this garden, one in the palace and the other in our house?"

Xiong Jingyu stopped teasing the ants, turned her head to look at her eldest son, with a smile in her eyes: "How can anyone else match me with your father?"

"Pair, match." Zuo Guanglie had long learned to be perfunctory, and asked again, "When will uncle come?"

"What do you want from him again?" Xiong Jingyu educated: "Your uncle is the king of a country, you must have everything, big or small. Last time I asked him to entrust the land. You are so small, what do you want to entrust the land for?" ? Rebellion?"

Zuo Guanglie looked helpless: "...Mom, why don't you just say anything!"

"Haha, now that you're sensible, you know the taboo." Xiong Jingyu teased, "This fourteen-year-old man is amazing!"

Zuo Guanglie sighed maturely.

Xiong Jingyu glanced at him, and said again: "He came when your father came back, I don't know why they talk so much every day!"

Zuo Guanglie didn't listen to her complaints, and asked, "What can I eat?"

Xiong Jingyu stretched out a finger, and happily clicked on the arch on the right: "Go over there and have a look, your father is prepared."

Fine!

Zuo Guanglie has long been used to his mother not caring about anything, so he clapped his hands together: "I'll fill my stomach, that kid from Zhongli's house is like a dog, but he took off his pants and chased me for nine streets I'm tired!"

Xiong Jingyu said 'hey': "What did mother usually teach you? Tell you not to bully others. You took off his pants, how much harm it is."

"I heard it, I heard it." Zuo Guanglie ran away in a flash. Quickly got into the warm cabinet, opened the big ornately carved box, rummaged through the pile of storage boxes, and found the one labeled "Beloved Wife Thirty-Seven".

He couldn't help muttering: "This Marshal Zuo doesn't care about the future of the Zuo family at all, why doesn't he have Aiko Thirty-Seven?"

But complaints are complaints, you should eat or eat.

The meals prepared by Marshal Zuo for his beloved wife are authentic. It's not something that the so-called chefs in the house can handle.

All the gourmet delicacies that can be called exquisite in the world have all appeared on the dinner plate of "Little Bear Girl".

His eldest son Zuo was also fortunate to be able to eat leftovers.

This label is "Beloved Wife Thirty-Seven", which means that Zuo Hong, the commander-in-chief of the Red Army, has been gone for thirty-seven days.

For the invincible Lord Zuo Hong, this day is considered a long one.

However, there were some who played for more than half a year before, and my father didn't even lose a single hair, so there was nothing to worry about.

Zuo Guanglie tasted one mouthful to the east and one mouthful to the west. After eating slowly, he sealed the box as it was and turned around to leave the Nuan Pavilion.

While picking his teeth, he was thinking about the organization of the Dachu Boy Scouts, what does mother know! He, Zuo Guanglie, planted a flag in Ying City, and those little brats who dared to refuse to submit, of course, had to be taught a lesson one by one. We all come one-on-one, how can it be called bullying?

However, the soldiers and horses went ahead before the food and grass were used. The military salary was really empty for him!

After thinking for a while, he turned around, ran out of Shaoyuan, walked through the huge Duke's mansion, and came to the study.

After looking around to make sure that grandpa was not there, he straightened his body, coughed, and pushed the door open.

At this time, the sun was just right, and the warm colors outside the window were falling on the desk. A delicate little boy who looked like jade was standing on a chair, looking at the copybook in an orderly manner.

Looking up and seeing Zuo Guanglie, he grinned open his mouth with missing front teeth, and said joyfully, "Brother!"

Zuo Guanglie was very serious: "General Guangshu!"

Zuo Guangshu's face straightened immediately, he obediently put the brush away, then turned over and landed deftly in front of the desk, fisted with both hands, as if to say, "The end is here!"

"Now our army needs you." Zuo Guanglie said sternly, "I order you to hand over your pocket money for military use!"

"Ah, hand it in again?" Xiao Guangshu couldn't help frowning: "Didn't I hand it in the day before yesterday? This is what I asked my mother for."

"I have to remind you, General Guangshu, you are already four years old, this is a military order!"

The word military order is obviously very effective.

Zuo Guangshu's line of defense has been breached, but for some reason he still hesitates: "Can you pay less?"

Zuo Guanglie looked serious: "Tell me your reason, Captain Guangshu!"

"Oh!" Zuo Guangshu stomped his feet anxiously: "How did you become a captain!"

"Because you violated the army—well, don't cry, don't cry, no, no, you are still a general of the Dachu Boy Scouts..." Zuo Guanglie coaxed and shouted: "General Zuo, tell your reason !"

Zuo Guangshu wiped away the strings of teardrops, and twitched authentically: "Sister Shunhua wants me to buy her a sugar figurine."

"Wow!" Zuo Guanglie immediately rolled up his sleeves: "She blackmailed you! She blackmailed you, right? I'm going to avenge you, even her cousins!"

"No, no, no." Zuo Guangshu waved his hands anxiously, and tears fell even more: "No... no blackmail!"

"Then what kind of sugar figurine did you buy her?" Zuo Guanglie said earnestly: "Is it our army that is more important, or that sugar figurine?"

Zuo Guangshu pursed his lips and said, "I like to play with her..."

Zuo Guanglie wanted to explain the reasoning to him again, but seeing that the boy's tears had become threaded, he finally sighed, patted Xiao Zuo on the shoulder, and said generously: "Then you pay half this time. I owe it to you next time."

Zuo Guangshu's tears haven't stopped yet, but he has already grinned: "Okay brother!"

"How many times have I told you that in the army you need to be called a post!"

"Good Generalissimo!"

This is the free side benefit that Mr. Qin will come to, the second part~

Damn capitalist, let an author without a lover write a Valentine's Day episode!