Xiaoyao Xiaojunhou

Chapter 223
Zhu Xiuyuan turned around slowly, facing Dong Shuyu, his head hurt a little.

Today at the Poyang King's fiftieth birthday banquet, he had no choice but to "compose" such a poem.

Unexpectedly, that poem brought him some misunderstandings after all.

"Shuyu, you...do you know everything?" Zhu Xiuyuan sneered.

Dong Shuyu did not answer Zhu Xiuyuan's question directly. He only walked lightly into the kitchen, passed Zhu Xiuyuan, and recited:
"The clouds are swirling, the jade is flying, the thin shirt is light and thin, and the frown is double.

The autumn winds are strong and the rain is gentle. There are three or two banana trees outside the curtain. The night is long and there is nothing anyone can do. "

After Dong Shuyu finished reciting the song "Sauve Acacia", she had already passed Zhu Xiuyuan and walked in front of him.

So she turned around and looked at Zhu Xiuyuan, still saying quietly: "I don't know when Xiuyuan met the girl Kou Wanwan who was full of flowers in the capital, and missed her day and night..."

"That girl Kou Wanwan is so stunning in the whole capital. She wears a light shirt and a thin ruffle. She has a light brow and a pair of black snails. She must be very beautiful. It's no wonder that Xiu Yuan has three or two plantains outside the curtain, and the night is long. No matter what'..."

Chunxue and Dongmei, who had hid in the corner, looked at each other again, with horror in their eyes.

Miss...is she completely addicted to it and unable to extricate herself?
These two maids have been following Dong Shuyu. Have they ever seen the young lady behave like this?
It can be seen that their young lady is really moved, otherwise she would not be so jealous...

Some things are uncontrollable!

Zhu Xiuyuan couldn't help but hold his forehead, he had a headache.

"Shuyu, it's not what you think..."

In desperation, Zhu Xiuyuan suddenly thought of a way. He glanced at Chun Xue and Dong Mei who were hiding in the corner and pretended they didn't exist, and ordered: "Get the pen and ink!"

Chunxue and Dongmei were stunned for a moment, then immediately ran to get the pen and ink.

Dong Shuyu looked at this scene indifferently, did not stop, and did not say any more words to mock Zhu Xiuyuan.

"Shuyu, things are not what you think."

"How is that?"

"Forehead……"

So Zhu Xiuyuan gave a brief explanation while Chun Xue and Dong Mei went to get pens and ink.

"That's it!" Dong Shuyu is also a reasonable person and extremely smart. As soon as she heard Zhu Xiuyuan's explanation, she immediately judged that it was true.

Soon, Chunxia and Dongmei brought pen and ink.

Zhu Xiuyuan wrote a poem with a flourish and without thinking.

He held both ends of the paper with the poems written on it, blew on the ink, and smiled at Dong Shuyu: "Shuyu, I gave this to you!"

After finishing speaking, he handed the piece of paper to Dong Shuyu.

Dong Shuyu pursed her lips, lowered her head and took it with both hands.

After taking it, she raised her eyes and saw that what was written on the paper was "Magpie Bridge Immortal":
"Xianyun is clever, flying stars spread hatred, and Yin Han is dark.

As soon as Jinfeng Yulu met, they won but countless on earth.

The tenderness is like water, and the good times are like dreams.

If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening. "

After reading this poem, Dong Shuyu's heart suddenly felt like a hammer, blood surged all over his body, and his face suddenly turned red.

She turned her back and opened her mouth slightly to exhale.

This piece of paper seemed to be on fire and was extremely hot to the touch. Dong Shuyu almost threw it away.

Because of this poem... Dong Shuyu has a clever mind, how could she not appreciate the true meaning of the poem!
She pinched the paper with both hands so hard that her knuckles turned red and the poor paper wrinkled.

Moreover, Dong Shuyu suddenly "sobered up" and woke up from that jealous state...and then felt afraid of her words and deeds just now...

The Dong Shuyu just now felt like she was not herself!
After a long time, she finally let go of the poor piece of paper, folded it carefully, and hid it close to her body.

The two maids, Haruyue and Dongmei, saw this scene and hid silently in the corner again.

"Xiuyuan, are we going to make 'crucian carp in milk soup' today? What's so great about this 'crucian carp in milk soup'..." Dong Shuyu turned around and returned to her previous appearance, very cold.

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night.

East Court.

"Husband, you have already composed a poem for Kou Wanwan, and you want to compose one for me too..."

All kinds of events that happened at the birthday banquet in Poyang Prince's Mansion today have spread throughout Jiangzhou City, even Dong Shuzhen has heard about it.

She knew that after Zhu Xiuyuan wrote a poem for Kou Wanwan, she was not jealous, but pestered Zhu Xiuyuan to write her a poem, and a better one.

Zhu Xiuyuan was so troubled that he had no choice but to pick up his pen and compose a "Qing Ping Diao":
"Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

If it wasn't for Qunyu Mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon. "

The artistic conception of this poem is far from comparable to that of "Sauvignon Blanc". In other words, this poem is better.

This made Dong Shuzhen very happy. She took the poem and ran around the entire Dong's mansion.

She first went to Dong Cheng's to show off, and then went to Dong Shuyu's to show off...

As a result of Dong Shuzhen's high profile, the song "Qingping Diao" was also spread.

Together with the song "Sauvignon Blanc", it is talked about by literati and ordinary people.

Whether it is the song "Long Lovesickness" or this song "Qing Ping Tune", they are all rare and superb!

Therefore, Zhu Xiuyuan gained the reputation of "Jiangzhou Sima's good poetic talent".

This name is centered in Jiangzhou and spreads throughout the country.

This is a later story, let's not mention it for the time being.

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The next day.

Dong Mansion, in the small courtyard where the old beggar lives.

The old beggar lay leisurely and comfortably on the deck chair, basking in the sun with his eyes half closed, nibbling on a chicken leg from time to time, or taking a sip of wine... He lived a really comfortable life!

In the courtyard, Yan Dashan and Dong Shuzhen were practicing hard.

Ever since Zhu Xiuyuan was almost stabbed to death by more than a dozen assassins in black on that street last time, Yan Dashan has fallen into a deep feeling of self-blame.

He was the benefactor's long-term attendant and even his benefactor's bodyguard. As a result, the benefactor was almost stabbed to death under his eyes.

This made Yan Dashan, who was upright and a little arrogant, feel very guilty and painful.

Now, Yan Dashan's self-blame and pain have turned into a source of motivation for him to practice hard.

Even though he was tortured by the old beggar and screamed like he was killing a pig, Yan Dashan didn't even frown.

In contrast, Dong Shuzhen is much quieter.

The Kung Fu she practiced was of a different kind, and she didn't have to endure too much pain.

However, in order to be able to stay with Zhu Xiuyuan in the future and to be able to protect her husband, Dong Shuzhen also practiced desperately...

Zhu Xiuyuan's original idea of ​​practicing martial arts and keeping fit has long faded away, especially after hearing Yan Dashan's screams like a pig being slaughtered.

He also moved a deck chair and placed it next to the beggar, so he could lie down comfortably and bask in the sun.

Zhu Xiuyuan was originally the Sima of Jiangzhou and the right-hand man of Dong Cheng, the governor of Jiangzhou.

He should have been worrying about government affairs in the yamen.

(End of this chapter)