Xiuxian: The lady is a vegetable, I am so happy

Chapter 53 Dote on your wife and dote on your wife
Mu Zibai spoke with a hint of pride.

It seems to be showing off to these people that his wife is a talented woman.

Only booing was heard. There are relatively few women who study, but anyone who has a bit of literary talent is called a talented woman. Therefore, talented woman is not a rare name.

Moreover, a talented woman in the capital?That is the north, and the gold content must be lower. You must know that the south is the cultural center. If you say that the talented women in the south may be a little bit good.

Talented women abound in the south, so what is there to show off that your wife is a talented woman?
Everyone showed disdainful expressions, and there was a hint of envy and hatred in the disdainful expressions. When the hammer was envious, they gritted their teeth so hard that they almost broke them.

Think of yourself as a single dog, who seems to despise Mu Zibai, but in fact loses completely.

"Half blue and half purple, the answer should be plain."

It is relatively simple to see one at a glance, and it is not surprising to be able to guess it.

"Four mountains are criss-crossed, two days thick and thick, the rich start from him, the tired lead him, the answer should be Tian."

And hit.

"Extraordinarily generous, the answer should be back."

After guessing correctly one after another, everyone's hearts are no longer calm. Basically, they just take a look, and they can guess without thinking.

I thought to myself, this Wenren Lingmeng is still a little level, but these are simple, and the rest is the highlight.

I saw only two words written on the next lantern, bookmark, Wenren Reimu smiled and said, "Cheek."

Next, it is impossible to send Guanyin away.

"This should be paid back."

After a while, these crossword puzzles were guessed by Wenren Reimu. Wenren Reimu let out a sigh of relief. After talking so much, his mouth was dry.

Everyone took a deep breath and thought, why is this girl so powerful.

After finishing all of this in one breath, the boss closed the stall after setting up the stall for half an hour?

"How?" Mu Zibai asked with a smile, as expected.

Wenren Lingmeng shook his head and said, "It's not interesting."

"Then let's go look elsewhere."

"it is good."

Wenren Lingmeng didn't ask for anything, and the meaningless sentence made everyone present feel heartbroken.

A few people were wandering on this street again. Here, Wenren Lingmeng undoubtedly found his own home, and had a great time playing, but it was hard for Mu Zibai, like a doorman, to always open the way for Wenren Lingmeng , but Muzi Bai was enjoying it.

"Why don't I accompany Miss, my lord, you and His Royal Highness can go down to play." Little Goose said.

"No need." Mu Zibai shook his head and looked at Jiang Yuyu.

"My dad asked me to take care of you, so I'm sure I'll follow. Anyway, my dad keeps saying that I don't have any ink in my stomach, so I'll pretend to be a little today." Jiang Yuyu said with a smile.

"What's ahead?" Wenren Lingmeng pointed to the front and ran over again.

Muzibai took the lead and blazed a trail.

"here we go again."

When these literati saw Wenren Lingmeng coming again, their scalps were all numb. Tonight, Wenren Lingmeng had gone crazy.

After inquiring about it, I found out that this should be regarded as the highest-level event tonight, and it was organized by this poetry club.

Participants can randomly select a long essay, memorize it with a cup of tea, and then take seven steps to recite the long essay, and then write a poem with the same theme as the long essay.

"Interesting, husband, how about we play this together?" Wenren Lingmeng took Mu Zibai's hand and said.

"It's up to you." Mu Zibai rubbed Wenren Lingmeng's hair, the lady asked me to play, there is no reason not to play.

Wenren Lingmeng said to the person in charge of the poetry club: "Can my husband and I be together?"

The man was silent for a while, then said, "Of course."

"You smoke first." Mu Zibai said.

"No, together." Wenren Lingmeng had a coquettish tone, Mu Zibai smiled softly, held Wenren Lingmeng's little hand, and drew lots.

Everyone: "."

For some reason, seeing the expressions of these people, Jiang Yuyu felt happy inside.

Mu Zibai picked it up and took a look, only to see that it was a long article about Yongmei.

There are too many subjects of chanting plums. Throughout the ages, there are countless poems chanting plums, which last for a long time, not to mention the 5000-year cultural heritage of China.

In the nine-year compulsory education alone, Mu Zibai learned a lot of poems about Yongmei, all of which were copied by hand.

Wenren Reimu's is a poem chanting chrysanthemum, I believe that chanting chrysanthemum will not trouble Wenren Reimu.

Mu Zibai has never seen the poem about plums mentioned above, and it is confirmed to be correct. It was written by the ancients of this world. It is of a certain level, but compared with the background behind Mu Zibai, it is still a bit worse.

It took them less than half a cup of tea, so they memorized them all.

Mu Zibai is a martial arts practitioner with a sharp mind and can memorize these things with ease, but when he hears Lingmeng from Honglou, he can memorize the outlines, and his memory is outrageous.

"Husband, have you memorized it yet?" Wenren Lingmeng blinked, worried that Mu Zibai hadn't memorized it.

Obviously already memorized it, just waiting for Mu Zibai.

"Why, are you afraid that I will hold you back?"

"That's not it." Wenren Lingmeng giggled.

The two held hands and walked together. There were not seven steps, but only three steps, and they finished reciting fluently.

Seeing what these two people did, everyone just felt numb, because they had already seen the power of Wenren Reimu.

They can't help but make those who claim to be talented people feel ashamed. As for Mu Zibai, this is the first time he has seen him make a move. A talented woman must be worthy of a talented man. It is estimated that Mu Zibai also has some pen and ink skills.

Wenren Lingmeng took the lead and wrote a poem, Mu Zibai looked at it, why did this poem look so familiar, isn't this Lin Daiyu's Chrysanthemum in the Red Mansion?

Mu Zibai called him a good guy, and just started copying?Noticing Mu Zibai's expression, Wenren Lingmeng smiled shyly.

Mu Zibai turned his head away and began to write. His wife borrowed poems to pretend to be coercive. What can she say, of course she can only call 666 from the side.

At the level of Wenren Reimu, writing poems is not a problem, but whether he can write good poems is a question.

"Reluctantly, the devil in the poem faints at the dawn, and the stone surrounds the fence and sinks the sound. It is written in the face of the frost, and the mouth is full of fragrance. , the ancient high winds talk about it to this day."

"Good poetry."

"Amazing, I'm ashamed of myself."

As soon as this poem came out, all the talented scholars present felt ashamed. They never expected that Wenren Lingmeng had such a level.

After a burst of praise, Wenren Lingmeng undoubtedly became the focus of everyone at this moment, and their eyes turned to this side one after another, with the feeling of meeting a confidant in each of their eyes.

Wenren Lingmeng smiled shyly, but they didn't know that they copied this poem from their husband.

Mu Zibai let out a long sigh. He thought he was going to be a Wen Chaogong, but he never expected that what can he do if he raises his wife into a Wen Chaogong?

Don't be afraid if you want to pretend, my lady, your husband has 5000 years of background knowledge, so copy it casually.

Dote on your wife, dote on your wife, and do whatever you want with your wife.

I don't know if it is a status to train a lady to be the most talented woman in the past and present?
Regardless of these praises and flattery, Wenren Lingmeng only had Mu Zibai in his eyes at the moment, and asked, "Husband, what did you write? Let me see."

"I don't have a lady who has literary talents, so I don't care about it." How could Mu Zibai steal the limelight from his lady, and silently covered what he had written.

"I want to see it." Wenren Lingmeng said curiously.

I am very curious about what poems Mu Zibai can write.

"Let's go, it's getting late, I went to see Qingyi and the others to watch the bonfire." Muzibai pulled Wenren Lingmeng away for a long time.

At this moment, the person in charge of the poetry club opened the poem written by Mu Zibai. He hadn't finished reading the poem, but his expression changed drastically, and everyone surrounded him curiously.

However, they are all cultural people, otherwise it would be just a shit.

"It's a pity that my sister is not here at this time. She likes these things the most, and she doesn't know where she and Qingyi have gone." Jiang Yuyu said.

"These two girls share similar interests, and they probably went crazy when they saw something." Wenren Lingmeng said with a smile.

Seeing the two of them like that, it's like meeting two wild girls.

Mu Zibai turned his head and saw that the goose's expression was a little downcast, as if he had something on his mind and lacked interest, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What's wrong?" Muzi Bai asked gently.

Little Goose sighed, forced a smile, and said: "I really envy Miss and Uncle. Although Little Goose has been with Miss all the time, has read many books and poems, but I am just a man, I don't have much ink, I really wish I could Write a poem."

Wenren Lingmeng smiled and said: "I see, it's not because of this, our little goose must be thinking of a man, right?"

"Miss, don't talk nonsense, it's not true." The little goose said in a panic, how could the lady say such a thing, how embarrassing it is.

Little Goose, who was rarely moved, also blushed at this moment.

Wenren Lingmeng jokingly said: "Why don't Miss find you a good man to marry?"

"No, Little Goose wants to take care of Miss and Uncle for the rest of his life." Little Goose shook his head.

"I'm lying to you, I'm not willing to marry such a good maid." Wenren Lingmeng held Xiao Goose's hand, although Xiao Goose was a maid, but the relationship was more like sisters since childhood.

"Writing poetry is actually very simple. First of all, you must have a definite theme, and you can't moan about it. Then you have to use words, level, rhyme, etc. You have never studied it systematically. In fact, it is not difficult to study it systematically. It’s about writing a good poem.”

Little Goose was confused, what is systematic learning?She didn't know her very well at all, it was like listening to a book from heaven.

"If you want to learn, just ask me." Wenren Lingmeng said with a smile, "You have a good foundation, so you should be able to learn it easily."

"Ah."

Just as I was going to the beach, I saw Jiang Keyin running over in a hurry, sweating profusely, as if there was something urgent.

"What's wrong with you? Why didn't you see Qingyi?"

Muzibai frowned, realizing that something was wrong, the first thing he thought of was that Wenren Qingyi must not get lost.

(End of this chapter)