Jingwen came to the front of Cheng Lin's boudoir, but was stopped by a maidservant. Obviously, the maidservant didn't let Jingwen in, and Jingwen didn't know what was going on, so he stopped.

"Our young lady is going to put on makeup, wait a minute!" The maidservant said.

This is a lie when it sounds, because as a daughter who is about to get married, how can she not put on makeup? But now he actually said that he wanted to put on makeup, this is obviously fooling Jingwen! Jingwen was angry for a while, what the hell is this going to play! Jingwen almost thought that Cheng Lin was going to regret it, but soon someone came over to explain.

"Virtuous son-in-law, hurry up and compose a poem! I heard that this is called a hypnotic poem, and you have to compose a poem to be able to put on makeup faster. Fortunately, my old Cheng got married that year, and he didn't use it as a poem, otherwise it would have been miserable. Cheng Yanjin said.

Jingwen then remembered that there was a tradition of marriage in the Tang Dynasty, that is, the groom should make a hypnotic poem, so that the bride could be regarded as making up quickly. Of course, this hypnotic poem had better be a little more literary, so that it can be satisfying! Moreover, this habit of hypnotic poetry is only adopted by large households, and ordinary people have no culture at all, so how can they compose poems?

Jing Wen was speechless in his heart, who came up with this idea, so lacking in virtue! Jingwen looked at Cheng Yanjin, he knew that this idea was definitely not something that Cheng Yanjin could come up with. At this time, his mother-in-law Cui Shi smiled, and Jingwen immediately knew that the idea was come up with by his mother-in-law Cui Shi. Because the Cui family is the daughter of the Cui family, the Cui family is a scholar family, and the culture is outstanding, so of course they came up with this idea to embarrass Jingwen.

"Jingwen, you can write a few poems. Your writing should be good, too! Cui said.

Jing Wen's heart immediately felt waxed. There are not many famous poems that Jingwen can memorize, and it is obviously impossible for him to compose poems by himself. And there shouldn't be a poem in his mind that can cope with the situation. So he had a lot of headaches. Writing poetry is not something that can be done casually, because it must be appropriate to the situation and the surrounding situation. If you write poetry casually, even the best people will know that you are plagiarizing. But now Jingwen can't find the verses that fit the scene, which makes Jingwen sad.

"Virtuous son-in-law, hurry up! If you don't, you don't want to marry my daughter. Cheng Yanjin also showed his big teeth and said.

"Stinky rascals. You want me to write poetry too? Jing Wen scolded softly in his heart.

Jingwen looked at the door of this boudoir, but he couldn't think of any poems that could match the scene. It's embarrassing now, so Jingwen has a headache. And the surrounding guests also watched and had fun. Obviously, I want to see what poems Jingwen can make. And Jingwen is very anxious, if he can't think of a way, then I'm afraid that in a few days, Jingwen will become the laughing stock of Chang'an City. When you marry a wife. I can't make a hypnotic poem. That's probably a lot of fun. And the surrounding guests are mainly relatives and friends of the Cui family. Cheng Yanjin is also an ordinary old man, where are there too many relatives and friends? That is, the military generals of the imperial court. And mainly the relatives and friends of the Cui family of the Cui family came to attend the wedding of the adopted daughter of the Cui family.

"Jie Shuai, hurry up!" The old subordinates around whispered.

"Jieshuai, weren't you quick to think in the first place? Why is Jiang Lang exhausted now? Another whispered.

Jingwen can only say that they don't know themselves! At that time, the poems I made were all copied from others, but now I can't think of the right situation, isn't this Jiang Lang's end? Jingwen really didn't come up with the right situation. And so it dragged on.

Five minutes, ten minutes. Fifteen minutes.

A full quarter of an hour passed, and Jing Wen should not have created a decent poem, and as a result, everyone obviously felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. In fact, this kind of hypnotic poem can be created by asking someone to help you create it before you get married, and then read it according to the procedure when you get married. But now that this kind of oolong has come out, Jingwen actually has no content? Haven't you discussed this kind of hypnotic poem with Jingwen before? And Cui's was also puzzled, because she knew that Jingwen should still have some literary talent, why couldn't she even make a hypnotic poem to deal with the difference now?

It's been a quarter of an hour, and it's all a little weird now. Jingwen's brain was sweating, and he was still searching his intestines and thinking about it, obviously he couldn't think of any verses. Of course, Jingwen also knew that the atmosphere at the scene was very weird, and if he couldn't think of a way, he would be laughed at. Jingwen turned his head, and then saw Cheng Biting Jin's indecent face. Trivial stinky face, Jingwen gritted his teeth.

"Damn, since my father-in-law is a hooligan, I'd better be a hooligan too. The east wind blows, the war drums beat, who is more afraid of whom than the hooligans! Jing Wen said in his heart.

Jingwen immediately shouted at Fang Liang: "Brothers of the Snow Shame Army! ”

"In!" The old subordinates shouted.

"Now that someone doesn't let your boss and me marry a wife, what should I do? I'll grab her with the boss and grab her! Brothers, follow me! Jingwen shouted.

Everyone didn't know what was going on, Jingwen immediately took the brothers to the door of the boudoir, and then everyone raised their feet together and kicked towards the boudoir door.

"Smack!"

The door of the ancient women's boudoir was not strong in the first place, and it could withstand the kicks of so many big men, so it was quickly kicked open.

Jingwen walked into the boudoir, and then said to a woman wearing a hijab: "Lady, please!" ”

Everyone was stupid by this scene, they didn't expect Jingwen to have such a rogue side, and he actually changed it to a hard robbery if he couldn't compose a poem. Is this marrying a wife, or robbing a relative! The guests around them were all pointing, apparently surprised that there would be such a show.

Jingwen couldn't see Cheng Lin's face, but Cheng Lin was very speechless in her heart, she didn't expect Jingwen to do this.

"Wife, let's go!"

Jingwen ignored Cheng Lin's meaning, and then directly forcibly hugged Cheng Lin and left quickly.

"Father-in-law, I'm going to the church!" Jingwen said as he walked.

"Hahahaha, I finally know now, it turns out that the virtuous son-in-law and I are among the same people! Good! And my appetite, I will actually play to rob kisses! Very much with my appetite, well! Cheng Yanjin shouted.

Everyone is even more surprised, Cheng Yanjin didn't stop it, but seemed to be very satisfied. Only then did they remember that Cheng Yanjin was not an old hooligan, so they were very satisfied that his son-in-law was a little hooligan.

"No wonder they can become Weng sons-in-law, it turns out that they all smell the same!" Someone said. (To be continued......)