Modern Couples' Life in Women's Society

Chapter 145 Words

"Where, where, Xiaosheng heard that Miss Tong once wrote a masterpiece at the poetry meeting, and later it was appreciated by everyone in Fenglin Street, Yandu. It has been sung for a long time. I heard that the poem was written for men. I remember the last time I saw Tong. When I was a young lady, I also expressed my friendship to my husband on the spot, why don't I compose another song now?" Li Shirong's expression was very happy, as if he was watching Xiao Tong's joke.After speaking, he looked proudly at the people around him, but found that everyone's expressions were wrong, and Mrs. Lin Huanggui's face had already darkened.

not good!At this time, Li Shirong was shocked, and realized what he was doing, his expression changed, he became careless, and forgot that this was not the time for him to do whatever he wanted.

Everyone knows that Fenglin Street in Yandu is full of restaurants, and the people she mentioned are those who are in the flesh and blood business. It was written by her, that poem caused a lot of uproar because of this matter, but now and here when Li Shirong mentioned this matter, it not only slapped Xiao Tong in the face, but also slapped the royal family in the face.

"I'm the least good at composing poems. I'm not good at poems no matter who likes them." Seeing the expressions of everyone, Xiao Tong roughly guessed some of them. But now she doesn't care about these, so she just answered calmly.

"Yes, Sister Tong is good at appreciating poems. Speaking of which, I forgot to ask why Sister Tong's husband didn't come with you. If Sister Tong likes these poems today, she can take them back and let her brother-in-law comment on them too. "Xiao Yun smiled and made a relief.

"He is not good at composing poems like me, but he is much better at appreciating and criticizing poems than me!" Xiao Tong stood up at this moment, thinking of the scene with Mo Li, he smiled secretly, in fact, if he remembered it well If the poems are good, I can give him more praise and comments, but it's a pity that I can't remember them all.Singing him pop songs might be okay, but it's not realistic.

Wait, just now Li Shirong also mentioned that composing poems can be sung, and those classic poems in the past have also been composed and sung, and she seems to know it too.

Xiao Tong was in a daze, thought about it and found that it was quite in line with the status quo, especially in her current state of mind, it was very suitable for her, so what about Mo Li?Is it suitable for you too?

"Sister Tong, what are you thinking about? I'm so engrossed in thinking about it." Xiao Yun replied, but seeing Xiao Tong's reaction, she was in a daze, and hurriedly said.

"I didn't think about anything, I'm not good at composing poems, and I don't remember many poems on weekdays, but just now when Young Master Li mentioned my husband, it reminded me, just now I thought of a poem, and I don't remember where I read it That's right, I just feel good." Xiao Tong smiled slightly, looked at Li Shirong, who was pale, and said softly.

As soon as Xiao Tong said this, the crowd began to whisper, and even Qi You, who had been sitting still, raised his eyebrows and his eyes flashed.

"Words?" Xiao Yun repeated in puzzlement, looking at Xiao Tong with surprise and expectation, hoping that she would give up from now on.When he was thinking of saying something to change the subject, Mrs. Lin Huanggui, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly spoke out.

"Then can I ask Ah Tong to read it and let me know what words are." Xiao Tong's expression is not adulterated, Mrs. Lin Huang can see it, and since he saw Xiao Tong yesterday, he has noticed it. Xiao Tong's difference came, at this moment, he was sure that she would not let him down.

"Returning to the emperor's wife, of course, I can write it down." Xiao Tong smiled slightly.

"Prepare pen and ink!" Xiao Yun ordered worriedly, and Li Shirong's eyes flashed a hint of surprise in the crowd, thinking that this meeting is what you asked for.

Xiao Tong's handwriting is very steady, not a good handwriting, but it is beautiful, and it is Qingsheng who helped her study ink.Qingsheng was not angry until now, Miss has such an honorable status and such a good person, but she was treated like this, but she didn't have the place to talk, so I had to secretly worry, but fortunately, Miss will never let people down, she is very good to Xiao Tong 100% trust, she said it is good, then naturally it is good.

Mrs. Lin Huanggui also thought about the problems that Qingsheng could think of, and he thought about it further. He just noticed that more than half of the people in this poetry meeting are descendants of those who are neutral or only care about their own interests. Calm and proud, he only respects the royal family and the descendants of the royal family on the surface, and he no longer has the fear of the past.As a member of the royal family, Xiao Tong, the daughter of the famous Prince Su of the Yan Kingdom, should be persecuted by that villain who appeared out of nowhere. He really should think deeply.

He thought, after returning to the palace tonight, he should report to the Holy Majesty what happened today.

While Mrs. Lin Huanggui was thinking, Xiao Tong had finished writing, Xiao Yun was standing next to her, and could not wait for the ink to dry, she couldn't wait to read it, but after she finished reading it, she became dazed, not knowing whether it was good or bad, everyone became a little anxious stand up.There was a flash of light in Li Shirong's eyes, he hid in the crowd and shouted for quick read, his eyes flashed with excitement, he was waiting to see Xiao Tong make a fool of himself.As soon as she saw Xiao Tong's calm and composed look, she got angry.

"First let me explain that this poem was written by a man. It was written after the man and his wife were far away. It embodies the man's unbearable parting. , I also inferred from myself to the wife-lord, knowing that this kind of lovesickness and sorrow are not one-sided, but two-sided, so seeing the bond between the two hearts is also a testament to the deep love and deep trust between the two parties." At this time, Xiao Tong spoke up. It would be better if he read this poem knowing the background. As for Li Qingzhao being a man, it is also because this is a woman, and his wife back then is almost equivalent to his current husband.

"So that's the case. No wonder Sister Caitong mentioned her husband just now. This word is really... Well, I'd better not comment on it, and read it out for everyone to listen to. I can make my own judgment in my heart." Xiao Yun's expression Turned into a daze, looked at Xiao Tong, regardless of other people's anxiety, smiled narrowly, "Sister Tong and brother-in-law are like this, I really envy my sister."

"Sister Yun, read it quickly!" Xiao Tong smiled helplessly. Usually, such a gentle and elegant person would show such a smile, and then he felt a little melancholy. Is what she said really a true portrayal of her and Mo Li? Woolen cloth?Mo Li, Mo Li...don't make me sing a one-man show anymore, don't make me feel that I'm being self-indulgent...

Xiao Tong was melancholy, but Xiao Yun next to her put away her redundant expressions, and read the words aloud, both in tone and voice, she was the one who was the most suitable to read, everyone's eyes were on her, and praying You pricked up his ears, but his eyes fell on Xiao Tong, and he didn't miss her melancholy just now.

"One cut plum
Li Qingzhao

Red lotus root fragrant and residual jade in autumn.

Loosen Luo Chang lightly and board the Lanzhou alone.

Who will send the brocade book in the cloud?
When the wild goose returns, the moon is full of the west building.

The flowers flow by themselves.

A kind of lovesickness, two sorrows.

There is no way to get rid of this feeling, so I lowered my brows, but raised my heart. "

As soon as Xiao Yun's voice fell, the audience fell silent, and a gleam of understanding flashed in Qiyou's eyes, it turned out that she herself was not sure and was melancholy!Immediately, one picture after another filled his mind, and his expressions resembled those of everyone else.

(End of this chapter)