Demon King's Genius Poison Concubine

Chapter 218 Holy Capital, Poetry Club

"Yes, yes, there is a poetry meeting today, but Qing Jiujiu, how is your injury? Can you go out to play? I saw you were stabbed by that idiot Chu Yizhi that day. The fright was too great, and I passed out in the end, and I don’t know how you were hurt.”

"Yes."

Pin'er also had tears in her eyes. She completely listened to what Chu Jiaoyang said about Jiujiu. She didn't know the specific reason, but she knew that Jiujiu was injured.

Jiujiu looked at the two girls in front of him.

One is gentle and lovely, and the other is domineering.

But he really cared about her.

There is really a warm current in my heart.

"I'm fine, I'm completely fine."

Jiujiu said in a gentle tone.

"Your body is pretty good. I think Chu Yizhi shot pretty hard that day, but then again, Jiujiu, what happened to you and third brother? Why did you hurt third brother?"

Chu Jiaoyang asked curiously.

"Don't ask, didn't you say there is a poetry meeting today?"

Jiujiu didn't want to talk, so he turned the topic to the poetry meeting.

"Ah, yes, yes... It's about to start. The poetry fair will be held for three days. Today is the first day. Let's hurry up and bet on it. Every year, the princess can make a lot of money from this poetry fair."

Chu Jiaoyang looked very excited, and sure enough, the question just now was distracted.

"Okay, let's go then."

Jiujiu opened his mouth.

"Jiujiu, Mo Xie isn't in the mansion, isn't he going?"

Chu Jiaoyang sneaked closer to Jiujiu's ear, and asked in a low voice, his eyes still turning back and forth.

Jiujiu, "...!"

"Mo Xie, now that I see you, I want to kill you, yet you still go up to him."

Putting down these words, Jiujiu pulled Pin'er out together, Chu Jiaoyang cursed behind him, "At worst, I'll be gentle in the future, I really like him, what did he kill me for?"

The three of them walked to the door, and Lei Da pushed Qing Yu out.

Qing Yu's gaze swept across Chu Jiaoyang from Jiujiu's face, and then fell on Pin'er's face. The little girl immediately lowered her eyes, opened her mouth slightly, and hid behind Jiujiu.

This time, he didn't even say hello.

"Uncle."

Nine nine say hello.

"Do you want to go out?"

Qing Yu asked.

"General Qing, we're going to the poetry fair, are you going? It's been a while since we started."

Chu Jiaoyang spoke hastily.

"I won't go, my Jiujiu will ask the princess to take care of her."

Qing Yu said politely.

Jiujiu couldn't help laughing, she was hurt for a while, but she scared my uncle, let Chu Jiaoyang take care of her?Give me a break.

"Uncle, let's go."

"General Chu, goodbye."

Jiujiu and Chu Jiaoyang both greeted each other, leaving Pin'er silent.

"General Chu, goodbye."

Before leaving, Pin'er waved quickly, and the three of them left the mansion.

Qing Yu looked at Pin'er's back, frowned slightly, but felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, General Qing?Is this calling him?

Why is this girl so unfamiliar with him all of a sudden?

I'm in a bad mood.

"Lei Da, is there a poetry meeting in Kyoto today?"

Lei Da, who was pushing Qing Yu, was stunned for a moment, and the general began to care about the outside world, which is really rare.

"Yes, the Kyoto Poetry Festival is held once a year for three days. Today is the primary election."

Qing Yu nodded.

"Then let's go and see."

Qing Yu spoke lightly.

Lei Da almost cried, the major general was finally ready to leave the mansion after so many years.

"well."

Lei Da went back to the room and took a blanket to cover Qing Yu's lap.

"When the time comes, go and find the eldest lady. Her injury has just stabilized, so I'm worried."

"Yes."

Lei Da nodded, and thanked Qing Jiu even more in his heart. If it wasn't for worrying about the eldest lady, the major general might not know when he would be able to leave Qing's house.

At this time, Lei Da must have never imagined that Qing Yu was actually chasing Pin'er, and the little girl didn't know what was going on, but she actually called him the Major General.

This is not right.

……

"Every year at the Poetry Festival, the three most talented young people will be selected, and they will enter the palace to receive awards, and then participate in the Poetry Conference jointly held by the four countries to select the most talented woman or scholar in the mainland, and then the royal families of the four countries will reward them with treasures."

Chu Jiaoyang shook his head and popularized knowledge for Jiujiu.

Pin'er listened with gusto.

Jiujiu is not interested in these things.

Just to join in the fun.

The poetry meeting was held for three days. Today is the primary election, and the venue is in Huichun Tea House.

When the three of them arrived, they were already surrounded by people on two or three floors. The people outside were all joining in the fun. The princes and nobles had special passages, and they directly entered the second-floor box with tokens.

In the Huichun teahouse, the fragrance of tea is lingering.

The tables in the hall are arranged elegantly and orderly. In the center, there is a pair of characters hanging on it, which says "Autumn".

"Hey, the title of this year's poetry meeting is simple, just a word of autumn."

Chu Jiaoyang said excitedly.

Pin'er was also very happy to see so many people.

Jiujiu glanced at it, and most of the talented people were shaking their heads, holding paper fans in their hands, and they looked like they were shaking their heads. The women were better, but they were all high-spirited.

At this time, as long as someone made the poem, they would read it aloud in the teahouse. Three old men sat in the lobby downstairs. As long as two old men thought the poem was good, they could be selected and entered the re-examination.

"Those three old men are all very powerful old men in the academy. The one with the white beard in the middle is the grandson of the dynasty. He used to be the teacher of the prince's brother. He cherishes his talents."

Chu Jiaoyang leaned close to Jiujiu's ear and whispered.

Jiujiu glanced in the direction of Taifu Sun, the old man was stroking his beard and commenting on a masterpiece.

"Very powerful master?"

"Well, it's super powerful."

Chu Jiaoyang nodded.

But Jiujiu was a little disdainful, "If it is really as powerful as you say, how could your prince brother be trained to be like that...!"

Chu Jiaoyang, "..."

"You Qing Jiujiu, your words are too hurtful, you don't like my elder brother now, just say that he is a rich man, have you forgotten when you ran after him?

Women are fickle.

But I don't tell you, I like beauty Moxie, and I will always like him. "

Jiujiu, "...!"

"The poetry meeting has started, hurry up, which box did you book?"

"Tianzi No. [-]."

Chu Jiaoyang said.

"My third brother ordered it all the year round. In the past, he would occasionally come to drink tea. He would definitely not participate in this kind of poetry meeting. Let's just go to Tianzi No. [-] box."

Hearing that Chu Jiaoyang said that the box was booked by Feng Xi, Jiujiu didn't want to go in.

But the three of them had already reached the door of the box.

Forget it.

Should not be touched.

Chu Jiaoyang walked in front, Jiujiu and Pin'er followed behind her.

Chu Jiaoyang pushed open the door, and his body gave a noticeable pause.

"Third Brother, Doctor Zhong, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)