At some point, the woman in men's clothes was standing next to Li Xiuzhu, softly reciting the contents of the poem.

The sound is not loud, but crisp and clear, just loud enough for everyone to hear but not too loud to be heard.

Unlike the soft and gentle voice of a woman, this voice can only be heard as pleasant, but it is difficult to tell whether it is male or female.

The rich enjoy the dust of horses and carriages, while the poor enjoy the wine cups and flowers.

If you compare wealth and poverty, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky.

If poverty and humbleness are compared to carriages and horses, he gets to drive while I have time to rest.

Having written this, Li Xiuzhu drew two long horizontal lines with a big stroke of his pen, which stunned everyone.

What does this mean? No more? This... are we supposed to guess? This woman dressed as a man is no longer able to do it with Li Xiuzhu, just like when you are halfway through doing something, the other party suddenly gets stuck and stops, and then... it feels bad.

But before anyone could ask any questions, Li Xiuzhu turned and left.

As the crowd made way, Li Xiuzhu left and pulled up the wine jug and took a long sip of wine.

At this time, the woman dressed as a man could not help but ask curiously: "Sir, what do the last two horizontal lines mean?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xiuzhu threw down the wine jug and walked out without looking back.

As he left, he chanted: "Others laugh at me for being too crazy, I laugh at them for not seeing through me."

"I don't see the tombs of the heroes in Wuling, and I don't have flowers or wine, so I just hoe the fields."

Which two lines?

At this moment, Princess Wen Jie, who was dressed as a man, stared at Li Xiuzhu's back in a daze.

No, it’s not just her who is crazy, but all the talented men and beautiful women in the garden.

Su Chengcheng also stared at the departing figure, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Others laugh at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at others for not seeing through it.

In his mind, we must be ridiculous! That line of poetry was like a sharp arrow that shot through the hearts of all women except Fu Yuehua.

Fu Yuehua smiled, and her smile was as gentle as spring breeze and extremely beautiful.

In the past, I was one of those who couldn't see through you.

At the same time, Li Xiuzhu, who was traveling through Taoyuan, smiled bitterly.

"Damn it, it was a wasted trip."

"But the b is so good, the atmosphere is right, and this b can't be stopped."

What else can I do? I have to finish the cup I have promised myself, even if it means crying.

Li Xiuzhu left Taoyuan dejectedly. Without paying any attention to Lao Ma's surprised look, he got on the carriage and lay down with a look of despair.

"Old Ma, go home!"

"Uh, you don't want to wait for Miss Yinping?"

"Well, let her go back with your young lady."

It's already this late, and he hasn't caught up yet. He must have been stunned and didn't react.

Just as the carriage started moving, the sound of a silver bottle was suddenly heard from outside.

"Old Ma, wait for me!"

"Oh~"

After getting on the carriage, Yin Ping complained breathlessly, "Sir, why didn't you wait for me?"

"Oh, I thought you were with your young lady."

"Let's go, old horse."

At the same time, in Taoyuan.

Fu Yuehua looked at the group of talented men calmly and said, "Although my husband is gone, it is okay for me as his wife to accept the greetings on his behalf."

"Of course, there is still one quarter left, I can wait for you."

When this poem came out, everyone looked at each other in surprise. Regardless of whether they recognized it or not, this poem was definitely a masterpiece that would be passed down through the ages.

It's just a bunch of talented people looking at each other, hoping for a miracle to happen, and none of them want to give up just like that.

"Sister Yuehua is really good at hiding. Sister Yuehua found such a talented person."

"It was me, Su Chengcheng, who said the wrong thing today. I was wrong."

"I, Su Chengcheng, keep my word. Tomorrow, Sister Yuehua, you will come to the Su family to take over the silk supply this year."

Su Chengcheng turned to look at these talented men and women and continued, "From today on, Fu Yuehua is my sister, and Li Xiuzhu is my brother. Don't let me hear you say bad things about my brother again."

After saying that, Su Chengcheng turned to look at Princess Liyang and Princess Wenjie, and said goodbye: "Princess, I still have to go back to arrange the silk matter, so I will go ahead."

"No problem, go ahead!"

"Um!"

Seeing that the two agreed, Su Chengcheng looked at Fu Yuehua again.

"Sister Yuehua, goodbye!"

After saying that, Su Chengcheng turned around and left. She called Fu Yuehua sister because of the bet, not because she admired Fu Yuehua or liked her. For someone to be able to do this, Fu Yuehua would have to praise her.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Fu Yuehua looked at the others.

Duan Zifang looked around, sighed, and took a step forward, bowed and apologized, saying, "Duan is blind and does not recognize a great man. Goodbye."

With Su Chengcheng and Duan Zifang starting the conversation, everyone came up one by one to apologize.

"Miss Fu, I am Yan Lu Wuyan. Goodbye."

"Miss Fu, I, Xu Huai, am really immoral. Goodbye."

"Ms. Fu, I, Zhao Qing, am a frog in a well. Goodbye."

"Ms. Fu, ..."

“…”

After this incident, the poetry reading ended hastily. It wasn't that hasty, it was only half an hour earlier than usual.

Most of the men left, but the women stayed after they apologized.

Not only that, everyone gathered around Fu Yuehua, obviously very curious about Li Xiuzhu and the others.

At this time, Princess Wen Jie took the poem written by Li Xiuzhu, looked at Fu Yuehua and said, "Yuehua, can you give me this manuscript?"

Fu Yuehua nodded and smiled, then said, "Princess, he has a request for you. If you like, you can ask him to rewrite it for you in full."

Princess Wenjie smiled and shook her head when she heard this.

"This is the best. If I write anything else, it won't taste right."

Only this calligraphy could remind her of the scene just now when she saw it. The rest was just a poem, a poem that would be remembered through the ages.

Fu Yuehua smiled when she heard that, but didn't force it.

At this time, Princess Liyang suddenly asked, "Yuehua, did you know from the beginning that he was so different?"

Fu Yuehua smiled again.

"Otherwise, Princess, why do you think I knew that he went to a brothel before marriage and still got married despite the pressure from his father?"

Princess Liyang was stunned. She only knew that Li Xiuzhu went to the brothel, but she didn't expect that Fu Yuehua got married despite the pressure from her father.

"So there is such a thing, but I just can't figure it out."

"I can't understand why he would deliberately ruin his reputation. I can't understand why he would go to a brothel before getting married. Even if he wanted to go, couldn't he go after getting married for a while?"

Fu Yuehua smiled bitterly in her heart when she heard this. Can I say that guy wanted to break off the engagement in order to not be a son-in-law? Then why did I, Fu Yuehua, still go for the trouble of getting married? Although Fu Yuehua smiled bitterly in her heart, she had a smile on her face.

"Isn't his poetry very clear?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but those who approached Wen Jie understood immediately.

"You don't want to bow before the carriage?"

"That's right. When the government offered Xiuzhu an official position, he refused without hesitation."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other in surprise. Many of those present were daughters of officials, so naturally they had also heard about Li Xiuzhu's refusal to take an official position.

When they first found out, they thought Li Xiuzhu was stupid, but now they clearly understand it. It's a pattern! (End of this chapter)