Listening to Li Xiuzhu's words, Li Liuli rolled her eyes first, and then came to Li Xiuzhu and hugged Li Xiuzhu's arm, and said unabashedly: "I can eat your little baby, and I can't compose poetry." ”

Well, if you don't know how to do it, you won't do it, so what's the fat thing with the proud tsundere on your face?

I won't be very proud.

But it's really, proud and proud to be so cute.

As for the title of baby, it was Li Xiuzhu who said something in bed once, but as soon as he explained it, Li Liuli fell in love with this title.

Now it's time for your little darling.

Li Biyao has been in the poetry club all the year round, and she naturally has no problem with the way of poetry, so she thought about it and said: "Since everyone doesn't want to write, then give it to me, and I will also compete with Miaojin." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Li Xiuzhu and continued: "But the husband can't be idle, it's better for us to be together." ”

Li Xiuzhu blinked.

"But I didn't want to put pen to paper."

Li Biyao also blinked, with a smile on her face.

"But the sisters all want to see their husband's masterpieces."

Li Xiuzhu was stunned, and immediately thought of everyone's gaze at him just now, good guy, this is waiting for me?

Without waiting for Li Xiuzhu to refuse, he heard Li Biyao continue: "Husband, you don't want your wives to be disappointed, right?" ”

“…… Especially your little darling. ”

Hey, this little day netizen, please calm down.

Li Liuli understood in an instant, and shook Li Xiuzhu's arm with a pitiful look in his eyes.

"Husband, I want to see it! Please. ”

Bring's big eyes make it hard to refuse.

Look to the side, this row of big eyes, who can bear this.

"Okay, put me a piece of rice paper too."

"Eh, doesn't Master Hou want the four treasures of the study?"

Li Xiuzhu shook his head.

"No, I'll write it when my wife finishes writing."

Li Biyao was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Then it's better for the husband to write first, I have to brew first." ”

Li Xiuzhu thought about it, it's not that he can't, isn't it just copying, he's good at it.

Time passed minute by minute, and it took about a minute or so before Li Xiuzhu chose the poem to copy.

Winter Lady Grudge

Snowflakes fly warmly melt the cheeks, and the cheeks insulate the warm flying snow.

Bully the snow with a single clothes, and with a single clothes.

Don't be a plum knot, don't be a plum when you knot.

If you don't hate to start late, you can't return if you start late.

When Li Xiuzhu wrote, a pair of eyes stared at her, but Li Biyao didn't look at it with her eyes closed, she wanted to compete and couldn't be distracted, and she thought of her own poems first to be true.

"Hiss ~ husband, this poem is absolutely amazing."

"Although it is not a scene, there is no scene at this time, and it is beyond the question."

Li Xiuzhu shook his head and smiled when he heard this.

"Don't talk yet, don't disturb Baguio's train of thought."

Li Xiuzhu covered the poem after mentioning the words, and did not give it directly to the maid.

These maids are not ordinary maids, as the maids of the Three Princes' Mansion, they are naturally literate.

Not to mention the poems, the words in the back alone shocked the maid.

The maid blinked and looked at Li Xiuzhu, but she didn't expect that the unprecepted layman who couldn't be found in the capital was actually the champion Hou.

Well, it seemed like he was still a son-in-law at that time.

Just when the maid was thinking nonsense, Li Biyao also opened her eyes after a cup of tea.

She first glanced at Li Xiuzhu, and then subconsciously looked at the rice paper in front of Li Xiuzhu.

But when she saw Li Biyao, she was stunned for a moment, and saw that the rice paper in front of Li Xiuzhu was placed upside down at this time.

Not only that, but a piece of rice paper was also changed on it, so that the infiltrated ink was faintly not real.

Seeing this, Li Biyao couldn't help but look at her husband with resentment.

Li Xiuzhu didn't care about the white eyes of his wife, and said with a smile: "It's for your good not to show you, it will mess up your thoughts, you write first, and I will naturally show it to you after writing." ”

That's right, Li Biyao was no longer entangled and wrote.

Chang'e Night Dance

It is too late to have a qionghua in the sky, and the jade tree is fragrant.

The night god moon is cold and quiet, and it is suspected that it is the long sleeves of the neon dress.

After reading it, Li Xiuzhu couldn't help laughing, although there is no snow word, but Qionghua is snow.

The artistic conception is also very beautiful.

"As soon as Madame's poem comes out, the female students should have a seventy percent chance of winning."

Li Biyao was also very happy to hear her husband's compliment, but she was more curious about what Li Xiuzhu wrote.

"Husband, show me yours."

Li Xiuzhu heard the words and turned his poems over.

Winter grudge? The title of the poem is decent, but it has a deeper meaning than its own hazy.

In fact, she also wanted to get a meaningful poem title, but she felt that she had lost a little charm in changing anything.

simply clicked the title bluntly.

Looking down further, Li Biyao was stunned for a moment.

Is the verse good? Good.

But what is even better is that the verses are poems and are unique.

Point questions, sentences, and artistic conception.

Hiss~ This is even three points more powerful than the previous peach garden of Zhifu Jun.

But if you want to say which poem is better, we can only say that each is good in its own way, and each has its own wonder, and they are all poems that can be passed down through the ages.

This is my husband, it's amazing.

Li Biyao is affectionate and proud to have such a husband, and she doesn't realize that her husband is just a copyist, standing on the shoulders of giants and taking the heritage of giants.

Not only Li Baguio, although it was not the first time to see it, but others were also shocked by Li Xiuzhu's poems.

looked at Li Xiuzhu one by one, and couldn't wait to recommend himself as a pillow.

decided that he must sleep with his husband at night.

Of course, there is such a decision, and naturally there are pity, but it is a pity that my relatives came at the wrong time.

At this moment, Li Xiuzhu and their lower position, Xu Miaojin, the last female student, walked over after handing her poem to the maid.

Xu Miaojin is not only a female student, but also a first-class beauty.

It's just that he was still young before, and the good deeds didn't include Xu Miaojin in the three beauties of Shangjing.

Now that Fu Yuehua is married, Su Chengcheng's family has an accident, and Xu Miaojin will be married after the New Year, in addition to the mystery of the three beauties in Beijing, she will also have a place, but I don't know who else can be on this year's list of beauties.

After Xu Miaojin came over, Li Xiuzhu also saw this female student for the first time, as well as the sister-in-law who may have made Zhu Di miss him.

Although he only reached the end of the New Year, Xu Miaojin's figure is not thin, but graceful to just the right proportion.

A beige long skirt with pink and white trimmed silk sleeves, a white jade ribbon around the waist, and a fiery red cape.

A variety of colors form a harmonious and perfect match on Xu Miaojin's body.

It's a sight to behold, and it's hard to forget.

But the most amazing thing is her face.

Her smooth and fair complexion, angular, but moderately wide and narrow beauty, her dark eyes like stars, her tall nose, and her slender but pitiful lips all show off her heroism and softness.

Yes, this is a contradictory description, but the contradictions are matched together, as if they are the perfect combination of offense and defense.

Among Li Xiuzhu's so many women, less than half of them can be on par with her.

Only Li Liuli, Su Ru, and Zhao Hede are slightly better.

Hmm, Su Ru is not good to be counted among his women.

(End of chapter)