When I just got divorced, I was overheard

Chapter 243 The Inexplicable 'Rival in Love' Wang Shichao
"Master Hou, little girl Xu Miaojin, I have met Lord Hou."

Li Xiuzhu regained his senses.

"You don't need to be too polite. Today, His Royal Highness the Third Prince told everyone not to be too polite. Miss Miaojin is embarrassing me."

Xu Miaojin was taken aback, and saluted again.

"Well, I'm sorry, Lord Hou, it was Miao Jin who was rude."

"I'm sorry for the abruptness of Miaojin, but just now I heard that Hou Ye's wives were amazed at Hou Ye's new work, and I felt very itchy for a while. Seeing that Hou Ye has not delivered the manuscript, I can't help but want to take a look first."

It turns out that this is the reason. Curiosity can kill cats, and women are especially curious.

And for a female student, it is important to know that there is a good work that has been written before but cannot be seen first.

That torment.

Who knows the family members.

Li Xiuzhu understood Xu Miaojin's appearance, and nodded immediately.

"Miss Xu please."

Xu Miaojin bowed to the girls on the side again after hearing the words, and then hurried forward to look at it.

Xu Miaojin is not an ordinary person. Most of the talented people in the capital are impressed by her talent and beauty.

There are many people who admire her, and seeing Xu Miaojin like this, she immediately feels bad.

It's over, Miao Jin won't be seduced away by this little boy.

No, this bastard already has so many beautiful women, why can't we let Miaojin go.

At this moment, I don't know how many men are crying in their hearts.

Even the Third Prince felt it was difficult to understand.

Although he doesn't fight or grab on the surface, but as a prince, he has already secretly taken a fancy to a woman like Xu Miaojin.

Unknowingly, Li Xiuzhu has created a new batch of enemies for himself.

Xu Miaojin naturally didn't know what other people were thinking, even if she knew, she wouldn't care. She was alone and couldn't care about others, and she was the baby of the family. Except for the emperor's decree, no one forced her.

Xu Miaojin approached Li Biyao, Li Biyao smiled at Xu Miaojin, and grandly flipped Li Xiuzhu's poems to Xu Miaojin's direction for her to read.

Xu Miaojin also smiled at Li Biyao, and then looked at the poem written by Li Xiuzhu.

winter boudoir

The snowflakes fly warm and fragrant cheeks, and the cheeks are fragrant and warm with flying snowflakes.

Bully Xue Ren single clothes, clothes single Ren Xue bully.

Plum knots when you don't, don't when you get plums.

Don't hate to leave late, hate to leave late.

Hiss~, absolutely, eternal quatrains.

At this moment, Xu Miaojin had a hearty feeling of uncovering the mystery.

And what made her hearty was not the solution to the mystery, but the answer to the mystery perfectly met her expectations.

It's like opening the blind box of the dungeon to the epic orange outfit.

Xu Miaojin looked at Li Xiuzhu with beautiful eyes, and said with admiration: "Sure enough, it is Lord Hou. You are indeed the Lord Hou who can write such ancient poems as Taohuayuan. The little girl admires him."

"It seems that this year's Poet King must belong to Lord Hou."

As soon as Xu Miaojin's words came out, some people couldn't sit still for a while.

Not only for the title of Poet King, but also for women.

"Miss Xu's remark is too early, isn't it?"

Xu Miaojin turned her head to look for the sound, and suddenly frowned.

"Could it be possible that Prince Wang has more masterpieces than Peach Garden?"

"There is a good work in Bu Cai, even if it is not as good as Peach Garden, it is still a rare good work."

Others might give her a step up, but Xu Miaojin is not used to it. Although she is well-educated and reasonable, she acts gentle and generous, but she also has a backlash that others can't touch.

The family is one, and so is literature.

"Since you know you can't compare, why do you think Miao Jin is wrong?"

"This..." After a pause, Wang Shichao turned his eyes and suddenly thought of the explanation.

"Although my poems may not be as good as they are, I have a vast land and resources, and there are many talents. How does Miss Xu know that no one can write better poems than Master Hou?"

As he spoke, Wang Shichao looked at Li Xiuzhu and saluted.

"Forgive me, Lord Hou. I'm just seeking truth from facts, and I don't mean to be specific."

Li Xiuzhu nodded indifferently.

"Young Master Wang is right. Blue is born of blue and is better than blue. Ice is born of water and colder than water. As the saying goes, there are talents in the mountains and rivers, and each has led the way for hundreds of years."

Xu Miaojin didn't buy it, as if being bullied by someone, sometimes it wasn't her who was anxious, but their fans.

Xu Miaojin glanced at the scene, and said to everyone: "I don't know who thinks that his masterpiece can be better than Peach Garden, if there is one, you might as well let everyone see it, and Miaojin also apologizes to everyone for her outrageous words. "

At this moment, regardless of whether he was upset or not, Li Xiuzhu was silent.

Even though they were upset, they recognized Li Xiuzhu's poetry talent.

Xu Miaojin's words immediately welcomed the favor of Li Xiuzhu and his wives and concubines. It was quite refreshing to drink ginger tea in winter and ice water in dog days.

Seeing the silence, Su Xiaoxiao walked out, smiled and said, "Miss Miaojin's time is almost up, why don't you take back the paper and let everyone comment on it, so that we can see at a glance if there is a good work, I wonder if it is possible?"

Xu Miaojin saw that no one dared to answer her, so naturally she would not refuse, such a situation is rare today, she is Xu Miaojin, the generous and decent Xu Miaojin.

"It's natural. It's the process of the poetry meeting. It's Miao Jin and Yue. Please forgive me, little girl and everyone."

As he spoke, Xu Miaojin looked at Li Xiuzhu again and saluted.

"Master Hou laughed, but Miao Jin loved literature the most in her life, and she couldn't allow others to defile her."

Li Xiuzhu smiled gently, this is so good, it is much better tempered than the little fairies of later generations. At this time, the little fairies of later generations are basically greeted by the quintessence of the country, and no matter how bad they are, they have to punch with 20-year-old punches.

"Miaojin is brave enough to speak up for what she likes. It's rare to see a beautiful quality. There's nothing to laugh at."

Xu Miaojin felt relieved at this moment, showing a sweet smile, and sat back in her seat.

Don't lean, put away the poems one by one.

Immediately afterwards the chanter began to sing.

This is the correct opening mode of the poetry club. Everyone is trying to show off. The one targeted by Li Xiuzhu in Taoyuan before is a competition.

"Xue Ye, Zhang Rui."

"The cold wind blows snowflakes and flies into the window screen."

"In the middle of the night, the lights are dark, and the moonlight falls on the empty steps."

After the first poem, the chanter paused.

This pause is about 5 minutes, let everyone start tasting and appreciating.

If there is a good work and there are endless discussions, it will also be promoted to a cup of tea.

After the chanting was over, there were voices below, but there were not many voices, because the verses were quite satisfactory, probably at the level that most people should have.

Some of Zhang Rui's friends complimented Zhang Rui a few words, and that's about it.

Seeing that no one spoke, the chanter picked up another poem volume.

"Xishan He Xin, Jian'an scholar, Wang Shichao."

"Six out of the sky is the first auspicious place, as diverse as a silver house with ten thousand tiles."

"The poor man is stuck in his sleeves, and the old man is swollen and swollen on his back."

"Xishan Daoists come to show their ingenuity, and Ying craftsmen will continue to work in the future."

"I am a lover of Vijaya, and I like harmony and joy, so there is no doubt about it."

Huh, Wang Shichao?No wonder I dared to stand up before, this poem is a bit interesting.

(End of this chapter)