"Youwei, what are you talking about? You must have recognized the wrong person."

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible."

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

Shen Youwei glanced at the guests in the hall and explained, "As a member of Shanglinyuan and a fan of Yuanqing, Youwei has seen Yuanqing's manuscript."

"The handwriting of the two is exactly the same, and the ink of this poem has just dried, and it still has the title of the pipa I just wrote, which shows that the person is still there."

"And just now, when the young master was composing poems, he couldn't help himself and subconsciously called out my poems."

"Finally, the content of this poem is truly superb, and it must have been written by Master Bujie."

After explaining, Shen Youwei looked at Fu Yunshuang again and asked, "Please let me read the entire poem. No matter what the conditions are, I am willing to agree to them."

??? What you said means that sleeping is also okay? Then what about you playing with the son-in-law selection game?

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

You've already seen it whether you want to or not, and that fake Li Kui downstairs is really annoying and has ruined his reputation.

Li Xiuzhu sighed and nodded slightly, and Fu Yunshuang immediately understood what he meant.

"Can!"

? Why do I ask the layman why he should look back?

However, at this moment, Nong Yue stood up and solved Shen Youwei's doubts.

Yes, the layman is looking at Sister Nong Yue.

It seems that the monk and Sister Nong Yue have a very good relationship. However, when Shen Youwei thought of Nong Yue's age and the childish appearance of the little monk, her face suddenly turned red.

This, Sister Nong Yue is really something, she is still playing "Eagle Catches Chicken" at such a age.

But since he likes Sister Nong Yue, then I guess I have a chance too, right?

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

She didn't lose out by giving it to her favorite poet, who was so handsome... Her only regret was that he was a little smaller.

There are problems, but they are not big.

Fu Yunshuang didn't expect that despite her good intentions, she would be psychologically offended by an "old girl".

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

While Yun Shuang was attracting attention, Li Xiuzhu wrote down his number on the last piece of paper.

At this moment, Su Chengcheng and Li Biyao were dumbfounded.

They never imagined that the poet who became popular in Beijing overnight two days ago was actually Li Xiuzhu.

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

"Don't expose me, Yunshuang. Otherwise, if your sister knows that I brought you to the brothel, you won't be able to get out later."

"Also, hold your throat. You are a man now. Don't let anyone find out you are a woman in a brothel."

Fu Yunshuang was embarrassed, but she had to nod her head.

Because of the title of Bujie Jushi, the four pieces of paper were quickly delivered to Shen Youwei. Everyone who had delivered them along the way had seen them, and the poems on them were indeed amazing.

But before they saw the complete poem, they could only have a general idea in their minds.

Fu Yunshuang took a look and handed the last piece of paper to Cuiyun, who had just returned two minutes ago.

"Send this to her as well."

Cuiyun was confused. Are they kidding me? I've only been here for less than two minutes.

But what could a maidservant like her say? She obediently took the last poem and went down.

At this point, the complete poem fell into Shen Youwei's hands.

Just as Shen Youwei was about to take a closer look, shouting came from the audience.

"Master Youwei, you can't keep such a poem to yourself."

Shen Youwei's face immediately turned red and she quickly called five maids over. After checking the order, she handed one to each of them.

At this point, the cut version of "Pipa Xing" finally appeared in front of everyone, and everyone looked at it at once.

Today I was spending a leisurely day in the Red Mansion when I suddenly heard Shang Lin singing.

She finally appeared after being called for many times, still holding the pipa and half covering her face.

…

…

Late at night I suddenly dreamed of my youth, and cried in my dream, my makeup was smeared with tears.

This feeling can be recalled, but it was already gone at that time.

The recitations that came out of Shen Youwei's alluring red lips formed pictures in everyone's minds, and everyone who listened was shocked.

Is it too close to the topic? It is too close to the topic.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Moreover, the poetry is beautiful and it is hard to find a more suitable replacement. It is a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages.

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

From this poem, she seemed to see her own life, but her future life was very bleak.

It's a pity...Is there any use in knowing it? Is there any change? Shen Youwei smiled bitterly, confused and didn't know where to go.

It took her a long time to come back to her senses. She looked at the young man on the platform. She didn't understand why he understood her so well, nor did she understand why he had such experience.

At this time, Fu Yunshuang was wearing men's clothes. At the age of twelve, her development was limited. She was also in the voice change period. No one noticed that this child was actually a girl because they were far away.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could such an article be written by a child?"

This was 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 could such a poem be written by a child? It must be fake."

Fu Yunshuang became a little anxious when she heard this. She had never experienced such a scene before. Looking at the noisy crowd below, she was not only anxious but also a little guilty.

"A man with ambition does not need age to be ambitious. A man without ambition lives for a hundred years in vain. Ganbi was prime minister at the age of eight. If it were you... hehe, it would be difficult even at the age of eighty."

Gambi is a child similar to Gan Luo in this world. He happened to see this when he was reading Records of the Grand Historian a few days ago.

Fu Yunshuang's eyes suddenly lit up, knowing that it was her brother-in-law who was endorsing her, and she immediately shouted in a deep voice: "A man with ambition is not old, and a man without ambition lives in vain. Gan Bi was the prime minister at the age of eight, and if it were you... hehe, it would be difficult even at the age of eighty."

Wow, you even learn to laugh. Girl, are you really not afraid of attracting hatred?

Sure enough, as soon as Fu Yunshuang finished speaking, the crowd below became excited, but when they opened their mouths, they didn't know what to say in rebuttal.

"You little brat, you're so sharp-tongued. Do you think we can compete?"

Fu Yunshuang suddenly felt weak again. She was unsure about the competition.

She subconsciously glanced at her brother-in-law, only to see him nod, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

Since my brother-in-law has nodded, there is no problem.

"Let's compare. What do you want to compare?"

"Since you compare yourself to Prime Minister Gan Bi, you must be very talented. How about we compete in poetry, couplets, or chess?"

Li Xiuzhu rolled his eyes upon hearing this and murmured softly: "Even if Gan Bi is extremely talented, she may not be proficient in so many things, but I'll take it."

Fu Yunshuang breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the first half of the sentence. When she heard it, she thought her brother-in-law was not good enough, which would be embarrassing for her. Fortunately, her brother-in-law never let her down.

"Even if Gambi is extremely talented, he may not be proficient in so many things, right? But I will take it, and I will make you admit defeat with all your heart."

The little girl raised her head and her nose to the sky as she spoke, looking like "Don't get close to me, I'm the best in the world."

At this time, the three women on the side also showed anticipation on their faces. Today's experience was truly a dream, and they were really looking forward to the next competition.

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