Chapter 246 Li Bi Yao: My husband has the posture of a poet
Chapter 246 Li Biyao: My husband has the appearance of a poet
Author: Angry Little Heizi
Chapter 246 Li Biyao: My husband has the appearance of a poet
Numb, completely numb.
Those who do not practice laymanship are indeed those who do not practice laymanship. They will fry fish as soon as the show is over.
Once this positive and negative poem comes out, the rest will be tasteless.
Not only are the poems neat and tidy, but the artistic conception is also profound, vividly carving out the resentment and longing of a woman in purgatory.
While everyone was still immersed in the poetry, Li Biyao also had a rare smirk on his lips.
She clapped very abruptly. When everyone looked at her subconsciously, Li Biyao shouted: "My husband has the appearance of a poet."
Li Biyao is still conservative, so conservative that people don’t know how to refute.
A group of scholars looked ugly and opened their mouths, but they were all speechless.
Wen Wu is first and Wu Wu is second. If possible, they would rather lose to Xu Miaojin.
Xu Miaojin knows everything about losing to others, and pretends to be the one who gives in to women. That would be a good story, right?
But now, the fig leaf is gone and they have been crushed.
Li Liuli glanced at her sister in surprise. This was not like her sister's behavior.
But she was just surprised for a moment, and the next second she rolled her eyes and followed.
"Sister, you are too immodest."
Li Liuli's words shocked everyone.
Is this internal strife? Dog bites dog?
However, only Li Liuli's fourth sister and her husband knew what kind of Yin-Yang master she was.
Sure enough, Li Liuli continued: "Although I have never seen such a talented husband in the past few decades, what if he does in the next few years?"
"What if the prince and others suddenly become enlightened within two years and surpass their husbands in one fell swoop?"
Suddenly, Li Liuli suddenly covered her mouth, and her already big eyes widened even more.
"No, no, sister, don't you think they will never be able to do it?"
"Yes, after all, not everyone can compare to my husband."
"It's my sister's fault. I thought everyone was only a little short of a husband at most."
"But it doesn't matter. I believe that Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, etc. will definitely surpass your husband within ten years."
"Young Master Wang, do you think so?"
Wang Shichao's mouth twitched when he heard this, he really wanted to say that I was a piece of shit.
Brothers, I am speechless. Who can understand?
The green bamboo snake's mouth and the wasp's tail needle are not poisonous, but they are the most poisonous to women's hearts.
Anyway, there are many people with the surname Wang, so don’t be afraid. As long as I don’t speak, no one will say that Li Liuli is me.
But he was obviously overthinking it. Although he looked around, it seemed that the prince Li Liuli was talking about was someone else.
But the gazes gathered by everyone made him understand that even if he pretended to be stupid, others would not let him go.
Seeing that he remained silent, someone next to Wang Shichao clasped his fists and said, "What the princess said is absolutely true. We recognize the talents of Wang Shichao and Wang Tong."
"No one else will say it, but I, Zhao Nan, am absolutely invincible. I also believe that Wang Shichao and Wang Tong will be able to create an eternal quatrain within ten years."
"Ah, yes, yes, we believe it too."
"So will I."
Wang Shichao is so numb that he has gone too far.
Come to lie, come to sneak attack, and bully me, a 22-year-old weak scholar?
Wang Tong is also numb. If you just deal with Wang Shichao, why do you bring me with you?
At this time, Li Chengyu couldn't help but said: "It's almost time, let's read the poem below."
Although there are still some, they are basically all done by talented women, and their standards are not as good as those of Li Xiuzhu or Wang Shichao. For a while, everyone felt a little boring.
Well, no, it can’t be said to be boring. There are Li Xiuzhu’s poems that you can appreciate. For a while, people who like poetry were still immersed in Li Xiuzhu’s poems and commented on them.
By the time all the poems were recited, it was quite a while after noon.
Su Xiaoxiao stood up and said softly: "There are so many great works today, and what I heard was an eye-opener for Xiaoxiao."
"The next step is the judging session. Only the top three nominations will be made. Whichever work you think can be nominated for the top three will be nominated."
"First of all, I nominate Mr. Li's Winter Girlfriend. I don't know what other suggestions you have."
"I'll do it, I'll do it. I nominate female student Xu Miaojin's "Looking at Plum Blossoms in the Snow."
"I nominate Chang'e Night Dance."
"There must be a Jian'an scholar like Wang Shichao."
Wang Shichao's mouth twitched: Thank you so much.
"Wang Tong, live up to the present."
Wang Tong: Thank you too.
Hey, why should I say that?
In the beginning, the two wanted to compete for the top three, but now the top three is completely meaningless. The person named is just going up to lose status.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that they are the husband and wife team of Li Xiuzhu and Xu Miaojin.
Of course, we do not rule out the possibility of everyone working together to exclude others.
If it were a less famous foreigner, people might actually do this.
But Li Xiuzhu is a marquis, his wife is a princess, and the remaining one is a female student.
How to fight this? Hit with the head?
"Okay, is there anyone else who has nominated me? If not, then the counting of votes will begin."
One table, one vote, just choose directly, no voting required.
Since I usually have to please girls, there is no such thing as anonymous voting.
A wooden board was pushed up, and a maid had already taken black charcoal and stood beside it and wrote the names of the four people.
At this time, Su Xiaoxiao spoke again: "Today there are a little too many poems, and it has delayed everyone's dining time. It is a little rude."
"But fortunately, this time there are many good works, and I believe everyone is satisfied with it. It's so small and feels at ease."
"After the voting is over, the prince has prepared a banquet. I'd like to thank you all for moving to the dining room."
Speaking of this, Su Xiaoxiao held the silk silk in her white hand and put it on her chin. Her eyes became more naughty and she said: "Your Majesty spent a lot of money for this meal. He hired a cook from outside, but I have to wait a minute."
One is expensive.”
After hearing this, everyone was startled, and then started to speculate.
"Could it be that he's the cook from Zuixianlou?"
"Hey, how long has it been since you guys went out? The most expensive one now is not the Zuixian Tower."
The speaker paused and continued: "But even the chef of Zuixian Tower can understand. After all, Zuixian Tower is still expensive."
The person who spoke before was startled.
"Brother Han, I have been ill and ill for two months. Is there something new in our capital?"
He has been ill for two months, which is nonsense. He is too poor and has no money to go out.
Do you really think that all scholars are rich? Except for wealthy gentry, there are not many rich people.
But urbanites can be poor, but they cannot lose face. Therefore, it is the most economical to not go out if you are sick at this time.
Han Yu naturally knew what was going on, and he didn't tell anyone the truth. He smiled and said, "We have recently opened a great restaurant in the capital called Yunzhulou."
"It is no exaggeration to say that every day makes a fortune."
Doujin may seem like a lot, but it's actually much more than that.
Yunzhulou sells a small amount of 2,000 taels of silver every day, and it makes a net profit of 1,700 taels after deducting costs, but there is still not enough space.
Otherwise, 3,500 is not a big problem.
In just two months, Fu Yunshuang realized her monthly income of ten thousand taels.