When I just got divorced, I was overheard

Chapter 64 Li Kui Meets Li Gui
Today I am spending my days idle in the Red Mansion, when I suddenly hear Shang Lin singing.

After all the calls came out, he still hugged the pipa and covered his face.

As soon as the two sentences of Qilu appeared on the white paper, all four girls were attracted, and Shen Youwei's appearance when she came out was written in just 28 characters.

At this moment, the four girls once again saw Li Xiuzhu's superb poetic talent.

The revolving shaft plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before it becomes a tune.

Yanxian concealed his voice and thought, as if he could not live up to his life.

The low-brow letter formalities continued, and I said everything I had in my heart.

Gently gather, slowly twist, wipe and pick again, the sound of Liangzhou is cracking everywhere.

The big strings are like a rain, and the small strings are cut like a whisper.

Cut the wrong bullets, and the big beads are falling into the jade plate.

The silver bottle burst into water, and the iron cavalry protruded and shot.

Seeing this, although the four girls didn't speak, they all became emotional.

This time, Li Xiuzhu's poems express the mood and tune of Shen Youwei playing Liangzhou Dabian.

Every line of poetry in the poem is as if Shen Youwei is writing about herself, it looks natural and just right.

Hearty...

The four of them can already imagine that if Shen Youwei's reaction when she saw this poem, it must be a kind of shock, why would someone understand her shock so much.

If they were changed, I'm afraid they wouldn't even need to go through three levels before they would feel they belonged.

At the end of the song, take care to draw, the sound of the four strings is like cracking silk.

He pondered and put it in the plucking and plucking strings, tidying up his clothes and restraining his appearance.

She said she was a girl from Beijing, and her family lived under Xima Mausoleum.

Shisan learned the pipa successfully, which belongs to the first part of the Red Chamber.

Seeing the five elements and seven laws, everyone understands that this is about Shen Youwei's current situation at this moment.

A successful young man, a famous one.

At this moment, the four girls are even more curious about what will happen next.

But everyone didn't speak, just watched silently, Li Xiuzhu's pen and ink simply didn't stop.

Qu Pai once taught good talents to dress, makeup is always jealous of Qiuniang.

Wuling was young and scrambled for head-tie, and there were countless red silks.

The silver grate on the tin's head is broken, and the bloody skirt is stained with wine.

Laughter this year and next year, the autumn moon and spring breeze will be leisurely.

Startled!
why?Although these few lines describe the future of most brothel women, this is not what they want to see.

What they wanted to see was a sweet ending. For a while, the four girls looked at Li Xiuzhu, but Li Xiuzhu, who was immersed in his own world, didn't seem to see him.

In his opinion, this is Shen Youwei's most real future.

The writing didn't stop, it was still going on, no matter how unwilling the four girls were, it seemed that everything had been settled.

Evenings go, and the colors come and go, so there are few saddle horses in front of the door.

The eldest married as a businessman's wife, and the businessman paid more attention to profit than parted ways.

The month before last, I went to Fuliang to buy tea, and I went to Laijiangkou to guard the empty ships.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly dream of juvenile things, crying makeup and tears.

This feeling can be treated as a recollection, but it was lost at the time.

This... is really deserted and desolate.As soon as Shen Youwei's poems came out in her later years, the four girls felt that their breathing slowed down a beat.

So miserable!

A poem, 280 characters, and five sheets of paper, filled Shen Youwei's life.

Li Xiuzhu nodded in satisfaction, but Fu Yunshuang asked quietly, "Brother-in-law, why did you write Youwei so miserable."

Li Xiuzhu subconsciously glanced at the few people when he heard the words, and was startled.

Damn, why are you all looking at me so resentfully, I don’t know why you thought you were going to kill your husband.

Li Xiuzhu stabilized his mind, and said with a gentle smile, "Because this poem is written in a realistic style, the ending of this story is the most in line with the real situation."

"But brother-in-law..."

"No but!"

At this time, a servant's voice came from the stairs on the third floor.

"Sister Cuiyun, do you have a poem to send upstairs!"

Cuiyun immediately looked at Li Xiuzhu and the others when he heard the words.

Li Xiuzhu shook his head, and Cuiyun immediately said: "No..."

"Wait, I wrote everything, Cuiyun, please help me take this down."

"Ok."

Cuiyun took Su Chengcheng's poems and went downstairs, and came up again within 2 minutes.

So far, the poems have been collected.

After a while, Shen Youwei appeared in front of everyone again, this time she did not hold a pipa, but appeared in front of everyone holding a round fan.

"Thank you for your support, Youwei is very grateful..."

Dude, what I said...

Is this the same sentence, I have to say thank you for sleeping with me after being slept on.

No matter what others think, Li Xiuzhu thinks it is quite suitable for the occasion.

"After several gentlemen read them one by one, they finally selected three poems."

"If you think your poem is better, you can put it forward and let the scholars present comment on it together."

"Then Youwei will read the three shortlisted poems first."

"The first one was written by Dr. Sun."

Yuzhu Zhuxian, voiceless and wonderful transmission.

At the end of the song, people are scattered, and the moon is in the sky.

The golden emblem has not been broken, but the silver armor has just been strengthened.

Where does it come from, the courtyard is full of wind and smoke.

Reminiscing at this time, independent Chanjuan.

As soon as this song came out, everyone who was not selected was impressed, but not everyone was convinced.

But it's only the first song at this time, what if there is my own song later?
"The second song is by Mr. Wenchang."

Three thousand passenger roads in ancient Liangzhou, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers enter Yilou.

When playing Hu Chentian's song, don't worry about the pipa in the middle of the moon.

???

It's not mine yet?

Shen Youwei looked at the nervous scholars below, and read out the third song.

"It's the first time I've seen the signature of the third poem. I don't know who this young master named Zhucheng is."

Su Chengcheng looked at the others in disbelief when he heard the words, but never thought that the poem he wanted to write would actually be uploaded.

Shen Youwei looked around, seeing no one admitting, she smiled slightly.

"Since the newcomer is so shy, Youwei should read the poem first."

Thousands of miles away, the grass and autumn are blocked in the border city, whoever plays the ancient times is sad.

Pipa wants to write a song of lovesickness, and the sunset is full of Huang Yunyan.

As soon as the three poems came out, some of us immediately couldn't stand up.

Suddenly, a man with a slightly obscene appearance came out.

"That's it, that's it...?"

"Miss Youwei, I don't agree with the fact that there is no poem of mine here."

Shen Youwei nodded when she heard the words, this situation is normal.

"I don't know the signing of the son."

Hearing this, Du Ziteng immediately held his head high.

"Little lady has good eyesight and knows that I am a son."

As soon as Du Ziteng said this, everyone froze for a moment, and there was a faint sneer.

But his next sentence immediately stopped everyone from laughing.

"My son's signature, don't be a layman, be afraid."

At this moment, Li Xiuzhu, Nongyue and Fu Yunshuang upstairs were all startled and looked at each other.

what's the situation?Can this brothel still meet Li Gui?
At this moment, there was an uproar downstairs.

Everyone did not expect that this person turned out to be a well-known non-discipline layman.

Cuiyun had seen the writing in the lady's room, and looked at Li Xiuzhu in doubt.

"Miss, son..."

Nongyue interrupted immediately without waiting for Cuiyun to finish speaking.

"Cuiyun, go get some cups of tea."

Cuiyun woke up suddenly, glanced at the young lady, and sure enough, she saw the young lady glaring.

Cuiyun stuck out her tongue and ran away in a hurry, afraid that the lady would scold her.

At this time, Shen Youwei downstairs looked at Du Ziteng with surprise.

"It turns out that the son is a layman who does not quit. Youwei likes your grievances very much. Youwei is very happy that the layman can come today."

(End of this chapter)