"Impossible, how can a layman who does not prescribe be such a yellow-mouthed child?"

"What are you talking about? You must have mistaken someone. ”

"No way, absolutely impossible."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, how is it possible, this must be impossible."

Shen Youwei glanced at the guests in the hall and explained: "As everyone in Shang Lin Yuan, a lover of grievances, Youwei has seen the manuscript of grievances. ”

"The fonts of the two are exactly the same, and this poem has just dried up, and it is still written on the pipa title I just had, which shows that the person is still there."

"And just now, the little boy couldn't help but shout my poems when the poems flew out."

"In the end, the content of this poem is superb, and there is no doubt that it is not a layman."

After explaining, Shen Youwei looked at Fu Yunshuang again and begged: "I also ask the layman to let Youwei read the whole poem, no matter what the conditions, Youwei is willing to agree." ”

？？？ When you say that, do you mean it's okay to sleep? So what about you to choose a son-in-law?

Fu Yunshuang hesitated for a moment, did not agree, but looked at Li Xiuzhu.

I've already seen it even if I don't look at it, and the fake Li Kui downstairs is really annoying and ruins his reputation.

Li Xiuzhu sighed, bowed slightly, and suddenly Fu Yunshuang knew what he meant.

"Yes!"

？ So, why do I ask the layman, and the layman should look back?

However, at this moment, Lang Yue, who stood up on the side, solved Shen Youwei's doubts.

Yes, the layman is looking at Sister Moon.

It seems that the relationship between the layman and Sister Langyue is very good, but thinking of Langyue's age and the immature appearance of the little layman, Shen Youwei's face suddenly turned red.

This, Sister Langyue is really, so old and still playing eagles to catch chickens.

But since he likes Sister Moon, then he must have a chance, right?

Shen Youwei didn't ask for too much, she just hoped that her first time would not have too many regrets.

To her favorite poet, and she is so handsome, she doesn't lose ...... The only regret is a little smaller.

There is a problem, but it is not big.

Fu Yunshuang didn't expect that she was kind, but she was actually psychologically offended by an 'old girl'.

If she knew, Fu Yunshuang would definitely let her see the thousand-year-old mystery of Konoha.

Taking advantage of the fact that Yunshuang attracted attention, Li Xiuzhu wrote his number on the last piece of paper.

At this moment, Su Chengcheng and Li Biyao on the side were already dumbfounded.

They never thought that the poet who swept the capital overnight two days ago was actually Li Xiuzhu.

But thinking about the poem in Peach Garden, it doesn't seem impossible.

"Yunshuang, don't expose me, otherwise let your sister know that I brought you to Qinglou, and you won't be able to get out later."

"Also, a little stuck. You are a man now, in the Qinglou, don't let people find out that you are a daughter. ”

Fu Yunshuang Alexander, but he had to nod his head.

The four pieces of paper were quickly sent to Shen Youwei because of the title of non-abstaining layman, and the people who sent them all the way had seen it, and the poems on it were really amazing.

But they haven't seen the whole poem yet, and they can only think about it in their hearts.

Fu Yunshuang glanced at it and handed the last piece of paper to Cuiyun, who had just come back for less than two minutes.

"Send this to her, too."

Cuiyun is numb, isn't this playing with me, I haven't been up for two minutes yet.

But what can she say as a maidservant? Obediently took the last piece of poetry and went down.

At this point, the complete poem was in the hands of Shen Youwei.

As soon as Shen Youwei wanted to take a closer look, there was a shout from the audience.

"Youwei, everyone, you can't swallow such poems alone."

"Yes, Youwei, let's show us too."

Shen Youwei's face turned red suddenly, and she hurriedly called five maidservants, and after looking at the order, one of them handed one in her hand.

At this point, this cut version of the pipa line finally appeared in front of everyone, and everyone looked at it for a while.

Now that the Red Mansion is spending his days, I suddenly heard Shang Lin singing.

After a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face.

……

……

In the middle of the night, I dreamed of juvenile things, and my dreams were dry with tears.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

A recitation spit out from Shen Youwei's seductive red lips, forming a picture in everyone's hearts, and everyone who listened was shocked.

Is it on-topic? It's just too close, and it's no longer something that can be described by sticking to the title.

And the poems are beautiful, and it is difficult to find a more suitable replacement, a masterpiece that has been handed down to the world.

At this time, Shen Youwei, who had finished reading, stood stupidly, not knowing what she was thinking.

From this poem, she seems to see her own life, but the future life is very bleak.

Pity...... Do you know what's the use, and do you change it?

Shen Youwei smiled bitterly, confused and didn't know where to go.

It took a long time for her to come back to her senses, and she looked at the young man on the high platform, not understanding why he understood herself so well, nor did she understand why he had such experience.

At this time, Fu Yunshuang was dressed in men's clothes, coupled with the limited development of the twelve-year-old, and was in the period of voice change, so far away, no one found out that this yellow-mouthed child was a yellow-mouthed girl for a while.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could such an article be made by a yellow-mouthed child."

This is not Du Ziteng, but a middle-aged man, but his words immediately resonated with more people.

Du Ziteng was even more shocked, and said: "That's right, how can such a poem be written by a child, it must be fake." ”

Fu Yunshuang was a little anxious when she heard this, where did she go through this battle, looking at the noisy crowd below, not only anxious, but also a little weak-hearted.

"If you have ambitions, you are not old, and if you have no ambitions, you will live for a hundred years, and Gambi will be the prime minister at the age of eight, in exchange for you...... Hehe, it's hard to be eighty years old. ”

Gambi is a child in this world similar to Ganro, and he happened to see it two days ago when he read the historical records.

Fu Yunshuang's eyes suddenly lit up, knowing that this was his brother-in-law helping him endorse, he immediately shouted in a deep voice: "If you have ambitions, you are not old, and if you have no ambitions, you will live for a hundred years, and Gambi will be the prime minister at the age of eight, and you will be replaced by you...... Hehe, it's hard to be eighty years old. ”

Good guy, even hehe, you are really not afraid of hatred, girl.

Sure enough, as soon as Fu Yunshuang's words fell, the crowd below was excited, but they opened their mouths, and they didn't know what to refute.

"Yellow-mouthed child, sharp teeth and sharp mouth, have the ability to compare?"

Fu Yunshuang suddenly felt empty again, and the competition ...... She didn't know the bottom of her heart.

Subconsciously glanced at her brother-in-law, only to see her brother-in-law nodding, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Since the brother-in-law nodded, it was no problem.

"Compare to compare, what do you say?"

"Since you compare yourself to Gambi Prime Minister, then you must be able to learn eight buckets, how about we compare poetry, pairs, and chess?"

Li Xiuzhu rolled his eyes when he heard this, and complained softly: "Even if Gambi only learns Badou, he may not be proficient in so much, but I took it." ”

Fu Yunshuang breathed a sigh of relief when she heard it, just heard the first half of the sentence, and thought that her brother-in-law was not good, then she would be embarrassed, but fortunately, her brother-in-law never disappointed her.

"Even if Gambi only learns eight buckets, he may not be so proficient, right? But I'll take it, and I'll convince you of the loss. ”

The little girl raised her head as she spoke, her nostrils facing the sky, looking like she was the best in the world.

At this time, the three girls on the side also showed anticipation, today's experience was a dream, and they were looking forward to the next competition.

After reading it, remember to scatter the ticket

(End of chapter)