"Two days later will be the annual Saiwen meeting. According to the slave family's understanding, King Ding is very likely to come out on top that night. Then he will take the opportunity to propose marriage to the official family and include the slave family among his wives and concubines. The slave family hopes that the young master can
Stop King Ding!"
Wu Zhi thought for a while and asked: "Ordinary people like this would like to be able to climb a dragon and become a phoenix, flying up a branch and becoming a phoenix."
"It's even more so when Miss Li is in this situation. If it were any other person, I'm afraid he would have jumped for joy. Why would Miss Li refuse?"
According to folklore, Master Li finally escaped from the land of right and wrong with Yan Qing, the "prodigal son" among the 108 heroes of Liangshan. From then on, they stayed and flew together, living a life as happy as gods.
Wu Zhi was also curious as to why a person from her background would be with a prodigal son.
That kind of life of living in the open air is probably something that a woman like her, who is well-dressed and well-fed, cannot bear.
Wu Zhi and Li Shishi looked at each other.
Just now, Master Li gave Wu Zhi the feeling that she was like a charming fox, counting all the men around her, but now her eyes were indeed clear.
She told Wu Zhi bluntly: "The Nu family has been in this romantic place since they were seven years old. They are used to right and wrong. They also know very well that once they step into the gate of the palace, there will be no way out."
"When Prince Ding becomes the crown prince and becomes the emperor in the future, the situation of the slave family will only become more and more miserable. In the harem, even if he dies, no one will care about him."
Wu Zhi nodded thoughtfully: "Once you enter the Hou family, it is as deep as the sea. From now on, Xiao Lang is a passerby!"
Wu Zhi comes casually, which is a classic poem.
This poem was written by a poet named Cui Jiao in the Tang Dynasty.
In modern times, this is considered bad poetry.
But what Wu Zhi didn't know was that even Master Li, who was famous for his talent, had never heard of this poem.
The main reason is that this Cui Jiao is just an unknown scholar, and he has only written such a poem in his life.
This poem was included in "The Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty", and the Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty was compiled during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. Nowadays, Cui Jiao's poems are probably only stored in the library of a certain literary tycoon.
Someone asked.
Li Shishi's eyes lit up when he heard it, obviously he was deeply moved by the poem recited by Wu Zhi.
Master Li looked at Wu Zhi and asked in a strange way: "I wonder if the young master would like to be Xiao Lang of the slave family?"
Wu Zhi was stunned for a moment.
Master Li, who had reacted, suddenly smiled sweetly: "Young master, don't blame me, I'm just joking."
"After all, how could a talented man like the Young Master, who is so talented and so favored by the emperor of the day, be interested in the slave family?"
Wu Zhi scratched the back of his head again. He felt that he could not keep up with Li Shishi's rhythm.
This Master Li is very powerful. Through chatting, he already knows his identity. Moreover, he is invisible.
For some reason, Wu Zhi felt that he was very passive when facing Master Li. This woman was far smarter than Wu Zhi thought. She was really like a little vixen!
Originally, Wu Zhi had no interest in the Saiwen Club, and Li Qingzhao had invited him before.
However, the situation is different now. After all, Wu Zhi looks at other people's bodies and always has to compensate.
He gritted his teeth and said, "In that case, I can only agree. Don't worry, young lady, if I can't win the first place at the Severn Meeting, the worst I can do is lead a group of brothers and kidnap the girl."
"When the time comes, take the girl out of the capital. If the girl wants to go somewhere, I will personally take you there!"
"Then let's make an agreement."
Li Shishi gave Wu Zhi a wink, and Wu Zhi gritted his teeth and nodded.