"When I go to bed at night, the sea is all good according to the king."

Woman, if you say that, I'm not sleepy, and you two will have to resist it when the time comes.

"Woman, remember what you say."

Li Xiuzhu said, turned his back and continued to read: "And borrow two taels of ink from the world, one is lovesick and one is wrong." ”

"Then she Hongchen has three glasses of wine, and drink the four seasons of Shaohualuo."

Li Xiuzhu's poem is different from the previous one, if the previous poem is to write about the beauty of the world, and his own chic and debauchery, then this poem is to write about the sadness and helplessness of love and can't be loved, and have to let go.

The moment she drank three glasses of wine, her heart was dead.

If she likes it, Li Canghai likes this poem more than the previous one, even if she thinks the previous one is better.

Women tend to be sensual.

Silently, she wrote down this poem one by one, and she wanted to give this poem to more women to know.

Especially those women who sat on the Qinhuai flower boat.

Compared with the young ladies of large families, they can better understand the meaning.

Li Canghai's eyes were slightly red, but he smiled and asked, "Is there still a prince?" ”

It's so easy to get red eyes, and I don't know if it's because of emotion or empathy.

If it's the latter...... That's just a bad guy.

I don't blame this king for not being human, I just complain that the girl is too charming, and this is not his deliberate destruction, but the girl took the initiative to send it to the door.

Li Xiuzhu looked at Li Canghai, and then smiled: "Naturally, listen well." ”

"And borrow two taels of ink from the world, and squander half of your life's work and mistakes."

"Borrow a pot of wine from the world, and pay tribute to past enemies and friends."

Compared with the first and second poems, this poem is written as open-minded and chic.

"The prince is talented, good poetry, good poetry."

"In this year's poetry king election, the prince will definitely be elected."

"If you want me to say, it can be directly certified to the name of Wang Ye Shixian, and it is purely superfluous to boil the qualifications every year."

Li Xiuzhu smiled when he heard this, but he didn't affirm or deny it.

Li Canghai silently wrote down the poem, this poem, she didn't feel deeply, maybe the chivalrous Jianghu people like it more.

"Lord Wang, I want to ask for a poem for a scholar."

Li Xiuzhu was stunned, there is really a scholar here, so he felt empathy just now?

As if sensing Li Xiuzhu's strangeness, Li Canghai opened his mouth to explain: "It's not what the prince thinks, but I saw a down-and-out middle-aged scholar in the past, and I wanted to leave him two taels of silver for him to eat, but I didn't expect him to mistakenly think that I looked down on him and jumped into the river." ”

"Canghai has always felt guilty about this, so he let people collect his body and serve him some melons and fruits every year."

"Maybe I won't have a chance to stay in Qinhuai in the future, I want to ask for a poem for him and let the world remember it, so that even if there is no me, someone will definitely go to see him, and the bond between us will be over."

Li Xiuzhu knew when he heard this, in the final analysis, he was a scholar who couldn't withstand the blow.

Also, it is normal for people to be still depressed in middle age, and they can't afford to be hit.

said that it was related to Li Canghai, it can be regarded as really related, maybe Li Canghai's mercy was the last straw that overwhelmed him.

People with low self-esteem are known to be more sensitive.

Maybe it's just that Li Canghai was unlucky, and when he wanted to end himself the most, he had an extra reason to make himself look less cowardly.

"Do you still use and borrow two taels of ink from the world?"

Li Canghai's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Is that okay? If you can, you will have the courage to ask the prince to write and count me as a share, which I will give to him with the prince. ”

Li Xiuzhu smiled when he heard this.

"Isn't this yours? You put pen to paper and borrowed two taels of ink from the world, and I made up the back. ”

Li Canghai showed a sweet smile when she heard this, if it weren't for the presence of the head of the Sun family and the head of the Zheng family, she would have already thrown herself into her arms.

"Thank you, Lord Wang!"

"Listen up!"

"Huh? That's good? Li Canghai was stunned, she just said her request, is this the legendary seven-step poem?

"And borrowed two taels of ink from the world, but there was no pen and paper."

"Take off your clothes to paint, and sprinkle half of your life with sorrow and joy."

"Borrow two taels of ink from the world again, remember the past, remember the past, and remember the life."

"Extravagant hope that the breeze will carry the cloud dream, the dreamland, the fragrance of the dream, and the dream fence will fall."

Li Canghai's pen and ink paused, and suddenly her eyes turned red again, and she heard Li Xiuzhu's intentions from this poem.

This poem is written about the despondency of a scholar, taking stock of half a life, not wanting to live anymore, wanting to end his life, his attachment to the past, and the expectation of a new life.

When the pen and ink fell, Li Canghai put the pen away, carefully blew the ink, and then turned his head to Li Xiuzhu and said affectionately: "Lord Wang, thank you." ”

This is not the afterlife, women in this era are often moved for a lifetime.

The two men also saw that the affection between the two was getting stronger, and Zheng Jingren was the first to speak: "Lord Wang, the villain has drunk too much, so he will take the first step to leave." ”

Sun Qirui secretly said to the old fox and said at the same time: "Lord, the villain is not strong enough to drink, let the little girl serve the prince well, and the prince will leave." ”

The corners of Zheng Jingren's mouth twitched, and he scolded secretly: Stinky and shameless.

You have a daughter, don't you? Don't my Zheng family have a daughter? Even if not, don't my family members?

"Well, the two heads of the family are going well."

Is this serious?

For some reason, Zheng Jingren looked at the head of the Sun family, and inexplicably felt that this old cub's life was not long in coming.

Oiran or something is all a red face.

Sun Qirui did not have this consciousness and left with a smile.

At this moment, Li Canghai came up, looked up at Li Xiuzhu, and said softly: "Lord, the hour is not early, the concubine will serve you to rest." ”

Sun Youling on the side was at a loss and didn't know what to do, and her cramped and uneasy appearance made people feel distressed.

"Lord, the concubine is waiting for you to wash."

"Youling, you can come along."

Sun Youling seemed to have a backbone at this time, and silently followed the two.

Li Xiuzhu came all the way to a little dusty, but Li Canghai and Li Xiuzhu had just washed up before they came, and they were still on the boat, spotless, and there was no need to wash.

Li Canghai has no experience in serving people, not to mention taking a bath, which is still wet because the two of them are in a hurry.

Seeing this, Li Xiuzhu simply hugged the two of them and washed them together.

It's a pity, Li Canghai is wearing the same as a fairy today, if he doesn't take it off, he will definitely have a different taste.

Today there is a wind, the river is choppy, and everyone who lives in the river knows that this kind of weather is extremely unfriendly to people who sleep on the river, and few people can sleep in this weather.

The famous painting workshop is also swaying up and down on the waves, full of rhythm.

Fortunately, the wind only blew overnight before it stopped, and as the wind stopped, the river gradually returned to calm.

The boat of the famous painting studio did not rush to the shore, and did not slowly dock until the afternoon.

There were already many people waiting on the shore, and these people were all from the Zheng family and the Sun family.

(End of chapter)