"It's not ——!" Jiang Shu quickly took two steps back and glanced at him coldly.

"What's that?" Zhu Changxun was a little curious.

"'A hundred feet of gossamer scramble around the tree, a group of delicate birds cry flowers'," Jiang Shu stared at him and said, "You know, you are the tree, the flower!" ”

"Why is this king the tree and the flower?" Zhu Changxun's face was puzzled.

"Being admired and fascinated by so many warblers and swallows, isn't it a tree and a flower?" Thinking of the people who embarrassed her yesterday again, Jiang Shu couldn't help but snort coldly.

"So, the 'hundred-foot gossamer' and 'a flock of delicate birds' are the warblers and swallows in your mouth?" Zhu Changxun suddenly felt a little funny.

"Isn't it?" Jiang Shu asked coldly.

In her opinion, this couplet describes the Qinlou Chu Pavilion in the prosperous area of the Tang Dynasty, "a hundred feet of gossamer" and "a flock of delicate birds" both refer to the Qinglou woman inside, and the "tree" and "flower" refer to the man passing in front of the door.

Although it is a little unkind to use this to refer to Zhu Changxun and the women who targeted him, who made them offend themselves.

"Are you jealous?" Looking at her angry look, Zhu Changxun's eyes couldn't help narrowing.

"Not really!" Jiang Shu frowned and said, "People like them won't be ——! ”

"This is also ......" Zhu Changxun groaned slightly, nodded in agreement, looked sideways at the wooden butterfly who came in with him, and said, "Wooden butterfly, explain the gist of this couplet to your princess, she seems to understand something wrong." ”

"Yes," Mu Butterfly respectfully agreed, took two steps forward, looked at Jiang Shu and said, "Princess, this couplet says that the worm silk fluttering in the city is a hundred feet long, all wrapped around the trees, and a group of petite birds and birds cry together towards the lush flowers, which is intended to illustrate the antiquity of Chang'an City." ”

"......" Jiang Shu couldn't help but stiffen when he heard this.

How could that be the meaning!

This "has to be compared to death, willing to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortal" is there, isn't this "Chang'an Ancient Meaning" a poem with strong words?

"Okay, let's not talk about this," seeing her consternation, knowing that she really failed to understand the meaning of the couplet, Zhu Changxun had no intention of exposing her shortcomings, coughed lightly, waved his hand to signal the wooden butterfly to go down first, and changed the topic, "Appreciation, why are there two or three branches?" ”

Jiang Shu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he thought that he was talking about the poem he wrote at Mrs. Fenghua's plum banquet yesterday, and paused: "How many branches does the prince think there should be?" ”

"What is truly appreciated, one branch is enough, and these two or three branches are indeed suspected of greed." Zhu Changxun stared at her and said.

"The difference between the prince's words," Jiang Shu retorted lightly, "If there is only one branch, when that branch is lost, it will lose everything." If there are two or three branches, and if one is lost, there will be one or two, so as not to make people feel hopeless. ”

"It seems to make some sense," Zhu Changxun stared at him for a moment, slightly constricted his expression, and said to her eyes, "Then among these two or three branches, is there one of them that is the king?" ”

"What nonsense is the prince, the prince is not a plum blossom!" didn't expect him to ask like this, Jiang Shu only felt his heart tighten.

"Yesterday's Miss Qiao, she is not a plum blossom, why is she one of the 'thousands of slanting flowers'?" Zhu Changxun's eyes moved slightly, and he asked softly.

"......" Although Jiang Shu was not surprised that he would know about yesterday's events, his face couldn't help but change, "That's just ......"

"In any case, one of the branches must be left to this king," Zhu Changxun didn't wait for her to explain, and interrupted her with his mouth, his soft tone with unquestionable firmness, "Also, the other one or two, except for your father Ye Xianggao, are not allowed to be men, even your eldest brother Ye Chengxuan." ”