Chapter 238 Jin Palace Poetry Club, Su Xiaolin Daiyu?
Chapter 238 The Poetry of the Jinwang Mansion, Su Xiaobu Xiaolin Daiyu?
Author: Angry Little Heizi
Chapter 238 The Poems of the Jinwang Mansion, Su Xiaoxiao = Lin Daiyu?
"My sister laughed, I would like to wait for two years."
"Since Fujun said that we will become younger, it is also good to be born in the later two years. It happens that we will accompany the husband more."
The lunar gang in the side: "It's extremely, it's extremely."
"We are still young, how can we worry about children, but husbands have said that having children are the most hurting."
"Sisters, you don't want to become old -fashioned."
Hiss~
At this moment, several women seemed to feel caught by the great power of the world.
Not to mention Fu Yuehua, just to consider whether you want to give birth.
"Keke, it's all dispersed."
"Well, I want to go to the red tears room, but don't play too late. Tomorrow the husband said to make up for us."
"It happened, everyone in Hongxiuyuan Su Xiaoxiao gave our family for invitation."
"I heard that Su Xiaoxiao invited the three prince Li Chengyu this time, and the scene should not be small."
"Several sisters have never seen a party in Beijing, I can go and see this time."
A few foreign tears were curious by Fu Yuehua. They planned to see the style of the poem tomorrow.
It was not expected that this poem will be opened in the three princes' Jinwangfu.
The Li Xiuzhu family only knows this. After all, it is her invitation.
When the three carriages stopped at the door of the Jinwangfu, the gate soldiers did not care, but thought they came together.
But when the carriage approached, after seeing the lamp on the carriage, the guard was also froze.
The poetry will come to a family? Or is it coincident?
As a man and a bunch of women appear, the two guards were pumped and understood.
Well! It turns out to be the champion Hou Li's family. That's no surprise. This bastard controls several of the most beautiful girls in the capital.
At the same time, several women who saw the plaque of Prince Jin's Mansion were also stunned.
Master Li glanced at the plaque and asked in disbelief: "Sister Nong Yue, are all your poetry gatherings in the capital held in the palace?"
Hearing this, Nong Yue said speechlessly: "How is it possible? It's uncertain."
"But except for the Imperial Palace and the East Palace, it seems to have happened everywhere."
Li Xiuzhu also nodded. He had met Li Biyao in Taoyuan before.
"That's pretty awesome. In our place, they are basically in restaurants. And the restaurants and bars at the border are a bit hard to describe. They are completely incomparable to the ones in Beijing."
"I don't know how beautiful it is."
Li Xiuzhu smiled slightly when he heard this, tightened the cloak of Yun Shuang beside him and said, "Since you are curious, you can find out if you go in and take a look."
It is now the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, and it is almost the coldest day.
However, it hasn't snowed yet this year, so it's not that cold yet.
Under the leadership of Li Xiuzhu, a big family went in.
The only ones not here today are Yin Ping and the two little guys.
Although there is no explicit rule that children are not allowed to be brought to the poetry festival, generally those under ten years old are not allowed to be brought with them by default.
Li Xiuzhu and others came to participate in the poetry meeting, not to cause trouble. Naturally, they would not knowingly do so for their own convenience.
As soon as they entered the courtyard of Prince Jin's Mansion, everyone except sisters Fu Yuehua, Princess Sister, Nong Yue, and Xi Honglei were looking at Prince Jin's Mansion curiously.
After passing through the living room and entering the back garden, the women suddenly felt a little bored.
"This Prince Jin's Mansion seems to be less luxurious than our Marquis Mansion."
Fu Yuehua frowned.
"Silence."
Little Qiao immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing. He quickly shrank his head, stuck out his tongue, and looked at Li Xiuzhu and Fu Yuehua with some fear.
Li Xiuzhu noticed Xiao Qiao's gaze, turned to look at Xiao Qiao, and explained to the others: "Every house you live in in the capital has specifications and standards."
"If you have a small official position and live in a big house, something will happen."
Xiao Qiao and others were startled. It turns out that this is the case. In the past, when my family lived on the border, they always wanted to build as big a building as possible.
Suddenly Xiao Qiao became a little anxious.
"Husband, if I don't know, it won't cause any trouble to our family."
Li Xiuzhu smiled when he heard this.
"Our room belongs to the former Grand Master, so it is naturally larger."
"Moreover, most of our Marquis' residences were decorated by Yuehua herself, so the gardens and craftsmanship are naturally better."
"But our garden was gifted by His Majesty. No one dares to make a fuss about it, so don't worry."
"Huh, that's good!" Xiao Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and patted his huge breasts, a little shocked.
Li Xiuzhu took one look and couldn't move his eyes away.
Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao have not slept together for a few days, so they have to make arrangements for the night.
At this moment, as a group of them arrived, a man wearing lake green brocade and a white mink cloak came forward.
"Master Marquis, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to today's poetry gathering, the folk girl Su Xiaoxiao."
Su Xiaoxiao? When Su Xiaoxiao was sizing up Li Xiuzhu, Li Xiuzhu was also sizing up Su Xiaoxiao.
He is about seventeen or eighteen years old and has the soft-spoken softness of Wu Nong from the south of the Yangtze River.
She has beautiful facial features, affectionate eyebrows, and a hint of resentment, just like Sister Lin descending to earth.
“I’ve long heard that Xiao Xiao’s lyrics and music are unparalleled, but when I saw him today, it turns out that he looks like a goddess descending from heaven.”
"I don't know if I have the honor to listen to a song today."
Su Xiaoxiao smiled when she heard this, and the sadness in her eyes seemed to be lessened.
"If someone else asks, Xiao Xiao will definitely say no, but if the Marquis wants to hear it, Xiao Xiao will naturally not dare to refuse."
Li Xiuzhu noticed Watson in an instant, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Don't dare? Do you mean to refuse on purpose? Then forget it, I don't want to force anyone else in my life."
Wives and concubines: I don’t know who forced us to call us daddy.
Xi Honglei: I don’t know who told me that you don’t want anything to happen to Qi Shaoshang.
Border girls: Although we are not forced, we have no choice.
However, their hearts now belong to Li Xiuzhu, so naturally they will not cause trouble.
Su Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at Li Xiuzhu with a charming look, and said with self-pity, "Master Hou said this, but he actually looked down on Xiao Xiao's meager skills, right?"
"That's right. Sister Nong Yue and Sister Youwei have both joined the Marquis. How can the Marquis appreciate our crude work?"
Good guy, with this yin and yang technique, are you the reincarnation of Lin Daiyu?
"Don't say that. There are specialties in the art industry, and I will never look down on anyone."
As he spoke, Li Xiuzhu paused.
"Since it's a short novel, I must listen to this song."
After hearing this, Su Xiaoxiao showed a slightly bright smile and said softly: "Master Marquis, madams, please take a seat with Xiaoxiao."
At this moment, the women behind Li Xiuzhu were looking at each other, as if countless words were forming in their eyes.
"What do you mean by Su Xiaoxiao?"
"I think she is seducing our husband."
"Yanran, do you think it's you too? I think so too."