Li Xiuzhu immediately understood that there was a problem with the words left on the kite for his second aunt. No wonder Fu Yuehua was so confident in herself.

"Aren't you afraid that it was just a fluke of mine?"

"You have to know that good poetry can only be encountered by chance."

Fu Yuehua looked at Li Xiuzhu and said nothing more, "Make the conditions."

Li Xiuzhu smiled when he heard that, and he didn't hesitate to look at Fu Yuehua and said directly: "Let Nong Yue come into the house?"

"Impossible. At most, I will let you keep her as my concubine."

"That's a big improvement, but the price is too low. I can keep her as my mistress without your consent, it's just a matter of keeping her in secret or in public."

Although Fu Yuehua was unhappy after hearing this, she had to admit that Li Xiuzhu was right.

In that case, then increase the price.

Without waiting for Li Xiuzhu to speak, Fu Yuehua directly quoted the price she had thought of before, and even added a little bit.

"I won't occupy the silver bottle anymore. She will always keep your bed warm as long as you want."

Yinping, who was standing by, blushed when she heard this. She didn't dare to interrupt and secretly glanced at her son-in-law. Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth that she couldn't hold back.

"Besides that, as long as you don't make any big mistakes in the future, I don't need to ask about your affairs."

"If you want to keep a mistress, you can. I won't care about you. Just come home every night."

After a pause, Fu Yuehua continued: "Also, you are also responsible for what happened now. I was forced to this point just to help you."

Li Xiuzhu didn't pay attention to Fu Yuehua's last reminder, but smiled with satisfaction.

"This is already half of the freedom of marriage. Take your time. There is no rush."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Just when the two of them had agreed on the terms, Su Chengcheng also came over.

"Have you reached an agreement? Unfortunately, it's useless even if you cram him now."

"I've already thought of the topic, you can start when you're ready."

Fu Yuehua and Li Xiuzhu looked at each other and smiled.

Li Xiuzhu nodded directly, stretched out his hand and gestured, "Please ask a question!"

Su Chengcheng smiled when she heard this, and sighed in her heart: This Li Xiuzhu really has a good appearance. He looks so attractive in any posture.

"Since we are in Taoyuan, let's use Taoyuan as the theme."

"Note, it's not peach blossoms, it's not peaches, it's peach orchard."

"Time is one stick of incense, let's get started."

Li Xiuzhu was stunned. This question was quite interesting, but he was not panicked. He was a man with a library of poems spanning thousands of years.

Li Xiuzhu picked up the glass of wine on the table and took a sip, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

It turned out to be peach-flavored wine, which should not be from this year.

Although the peaches are ripe this year, it takes at least 21 days to make wine, which is not enough time. In addition, the peach wine also has the flavor of peach blossoms. The combination of the two will take at least a year to complete.

Wine and Taoyuan, got it!

However, Li Xiuzhu did not rush to write, but picked up the wine jug and drank slowly.

At this time, looking around, those with quick wits had already started writing poems, which made Yinping anxious.

"Uncle, please stop drinking..."

"Shut up Yinping, don't disturb Xiuzhu!"

"Yes, Miss."

Li Xiuzhu looked up at Fu Yuehua, but only saw Fu Yuehua's calm eyes.

Suddenly, Li Xiuzhu smiled. This woman was indeed charming in most cases.

Take this unconditional trust for example. Even if she has a certain degree of confidence, it is not something that ordinary people can do.

Soon, the first talented writer, Liu Shiqi, stepped forward.

"I'm ready, please enjoy."

As he spoke, Liu Shiqi had already unfolded the paper.

The spring breeze makes the water sparkle green, and the peach blossoms from the thousands of trees shine brightly.

"Good, good poem!"

"Once Brother Shiqi published this poem, I gave up."

"It's really good. I can't wait."

At this time, Fu Yuehua's bootlicker Joke Fang also stood up.

"Brother Shiqi's writing is certainly good, but my joke room's is not bad either. You may want to take a look at mine."

After Duan Zifang finished speaking, the paper in his hand had already been unfolded.

I have a peach garden at the south gate.

Below it is the Wei River, flowing out eastward.

Fishes swim happily and birds sing noisily.

The most precious thing in life is to be ingratitude to the world.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The way of a gentleman cannot be discussed.

This poem is much better than the previous one. If it weren't for the resentment of the lay Buddhist Bujie, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is a masterpiece of this year.

"Well, this poem is better than Brother Shiqi's!"

"The son-in-law is bound to lose this time. How can he lose with such a great work?"

Even Su Chengcheng smiled. This poem met her psychological expectations. It seemed that Duan Zifang also performed exceptionally well under pressure.

Just then, another person finished a song.

"I am not very talented. Although I may not be as good as Brother Zifang, I can still show my abilities."

After he finished speaking, the paper unfolded and everyone looked at it.

The fragrant wind blows the guest's clothes for ten miles, and the peach blossoms fall and the willow branches hang down.

Two-thirds of the autumn has passed, and the swallows have returned to two or three branches.

The green trees are shady and the orioles are singing sweetly, the green mountains are thin and the butterflies are flying slowly.

If the God of Spring understands your lingering feelings, please don’t waste your youth on separation.

Is this bad? Is this presentable? This is a little better than the joke room.

The joke room talks about freedom, and you talk about love. Isn't this more appealing to women? You have to know that today's judges are not just men.

Duanzifang's face darkened. This bastard first praised and then criticized? This is typical Lao Liu's behavior.

Li Xiuzhu couldn't help but admire him after seeing this. His real level was about the same as in the water. If we really talk about strength, they were on par with each other.

But unfortunately, I have a cheat! Seeing that there was only half an incense stick left, Li Xiuzhu smiled slightly and picked up the pen with a hint of drunkenness.

You guys have finished filling the cups, now it’s my turn!

Li Xiuzhu is the protagonist of this competition, and everyone is paying attention to him. As soon as he started writing, many self-aware people came over.

There is a peach garden in the Peach Blossom Island, and there is a peach blossom fairy in the peach garden.

The Peach Blossom Fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms to use as money for wine.

When I am sober I sit in front of the flowers, and when I am drunk I sleep under them.

Although it has not been finished yet, the free and easy, bold and beautiful feeling of the poem is already coming to you.

"Hiss~" A series of inhalation sounds came one after another, and immediately the people on Su Chengcheng's side saw that it was impossible.

"Old Li, what's going on?"

"Shh, come and see for yourself."

Half drunk and half awake day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year.

I would rather die among flowers and wine than bow before horses and carriages.

As he wrote this, Li Xiuzhu was surrounded by people. Except for those who were still writing poems, everyone else had already come over.

Even some poets were upset by the situation here, so they simply stopped writing and followed along.

At some point, the woman in men's clothing was standing next to Li Xiuzhu.

(End of this chapter)