"Huh? Husband, you are not thinking of anything bad, are you?"
Listening to the questioning voice, Li Xiuzhu immediately pretended to be righteous.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Am I, your husband, so incapable of standing the test?"
Li Liuli's eyes were slightly empty, and he stared at Li Xiuzhu for several seconds, almost making Li Xiuzhu, a peerless master, feel weak.
"I won't expose you, husband, and you can't be lewd."
"Let's go home if we want to be sexy. There are so many sisters at home waiting for food."
Huh? What? I didn’t feed you? Are you so arrogant?
But before he could refute, he suddenly froze.
"Okay, that's what Madam said."
It's not that he gave in, it was just that someone took advantage of him, so he had no choice but to follow his heart.
At this time, Su Xiaoxiao continued: "The next one is the red girl from Xiufangyuan."
The bonus is not for everyone, it’s just a red card from Xiufangyuan. If you can perform in a place like this, it’s free.
Many people even stuff money to get in, but the threshold for getting in is not just stuffing money, but also a skill, at least not too bad.
Usually if someone can perform a song, it will be prosperous for a period of time in the future, with benefits and fame. These are the real benefits.
What Hua Hong performed was her dancing skills, not to mention her graceful dancing, flexible movements, and her slim waist that could be easily grasped.
Li Xiuzhu wanted to go home and discuss it with the ladies.
Among his wives, only three martial arts practitioners and Nong Yue and Shen Youwei, who were born in brothels, have such a flexible figure.
Speaking of which, although other people have also started to get involved in martial arts, they still haven't done enough stretching.
The third program is the Guqin performance by Shang Linyuan.
Although there are many people in Shanglin Garden now, they didn't show up at this time. I don't know if it was for the finale or not.
"Everyone, it is already the twenty-fourth of the twelfth lunar month, and the New Year is coming soon. Whether there will be any good works this year, who will be named the King of Poet, and whether the name of the female students will appear, this gathering should be the last chance.
"
"So, gentlemen and ladies, please go all out."
At this moment, it can be seen with the naked eye that the aura of the scene is different, as if it is a little more peaceful?
Li Xiuzhu blinked, looked at Li Biyao and asked, "What's going on with the Poet King and the female students?"
Li Biyao blinked when he heard this, seeming to be surprised that Li Xiuzhu didn't know.
However, when I think of my husband's previous history of corruption, it seems normal that I don't know about it. It seems that this was the first time he met me at a poetry meeting.
After all, this is a poetry gathering for literati and elegant people. Who would invite an ignorant and ignorant person?
You can see that everyone present, even the second-generation children, has some writing skills.
Li Biyao explained: "The Poet King makes a review every year, summarizing what each county has produced in the year, and then goes to the four major academies in Beijing to review it."
"Because personal hobbies are different, there will be a point system for poems and essays evaluated by the four major academies in Beijing."
"Each academy will evaluate the ten best poems that the academy considers. The first place will receive ten points, the second place will receive nine points, and so on."
"Finally, the scores from each academy are compiled, and the first place is selected, which is the Poet King."
"And the academy's evaluation is also qualitative. After the academy gentlemen have judged, there will be a master's judgment."
"Master's vote is calculated as twice that of Mr. Ordinary."
"So generally speaking, it is fair. If someone is dissatisfied with this ranking, they can go to the Confucian Temple to complain, and then three Confucian masters will review it."
"Of course, this report is not free. It requires three hundred taels of silver. If the person who files the report can be listed on the list, the original amount will be returned. If not, it will be counted as the three masters' prosecution fees."
Li Xiuzhu didn't expect that the world of literati could be so fun.
"It seems that this poet king is quite valuable."
Li Biyao smiled when he heard this.
"It is indeed quite valuable, but I think the person most likely to become the Poet King this year is my husband."
"The most popular thing now is my husband's poems."
As he spoke, Li Biyao paused and continued: "Husband, I will work hard to win the title of Poet King for three years and come back with the title of Poet Saint."
Li Xiuzhu was startled.
"There are still poetry saints? Do you have to win the Poet King for three years?"
Li Biyao shook his head.
"You don't just have to win the Poet King for three years, you have to win the Poet King for three consecutive years."
"Beyond the Poet Saints, there are Poet Immortals. It is necessary to win three Poet Saints in a row."
"So there are always kings of poetry, saints of poetry are rare to see in a hundred years, and immortals of poetry are rare to see in a thousand years."
"Hiss~" Li Xiuzhu took a breath. If the Tang Dynasty calculated this way, how awesome would Li Bai be?
"Then the female lives are also divided in this way? What are the female lives going up to?"
Li Biyao pursed her lips and chuckled upon hearing this.
"Husband, you are overthinking it. The girls are just selected by us in Beijing."
"There is nothing above women."
"But it's rare for girls to be evaluated every three years."
"The girls in the last class were from the Xu family. You see, the first thing we started with is that Miaojin has reached the age to get married."
Xu Miaojin and Li Xiuzhu were startled and looked down. Unfortunately, he couldn't see anything except his wife. Unless he stood up, he might be able to see her outline.
Li Xiuzhu glanced at her and turned back, asking with a strange expression: "Don't say her father's name is Xu Da."
Li Biyao was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Husband, are you asking this question knowingly? Is it possible, husband, that you know Commander Xu Da?"
"Commander?"
"Yes, Xu Da, the commander of the Five Cities Military and Horse Division, doesn't my husband know the name of the commander? What???"
Do you believe it when I say I guessed it?
This world is so interesting. There are a lot of people with the same names as historical celebrities, and some even have the same children.
But why are the female students not Xu Miaoyun?
Is Xu Miaojin the sister? Just like the mismatched relationship between Li Xiuning and Li Lizhi?
Just when Li Xiuzhu was suspicious, Su Xiaoxiao seemed to have finished speaking.
"Next, His Royal Highness the Third Prince will announce the title of today's poem."
Li Chengyu stood up after hearing this and said loudly: "Before I came here today, I met Qintian Supervisor Lingtai Lang and said that there will be snow today. Why not use this snow as the title of today's poem."
When Li Xiuzhu heard this, he glanced at the gloomy sky. It was not impossible for it to snow.
But if this is accurate, then this Qintian Prison is indeed quite capable.
After Li Chengyu finished speaking, he sat down, and Su Xiaoxiao continued: "Then please, gentlemen and ladies, please write poems."
"Time is a stick of incense, please!"
After Su Xiaoxiao finished speaking, two teams of maids came forward, one on the left and one on the right. Each of them had a copy of the Four Treasures of the Study on their tray.
A maid came to Li Xiuzhu's table and saw that a large number of people at the table were in trouble.
The maid bowed to Li Xiuzhu and asked cautiously: "I wonder which of the Marquis and Madam composed the poem?"
Li Xiuzhu glanced around, only to find that everyone was staring at him.