Chapter 110: Rolling (one more) (1/2)
Chapter 110 Rolling (one more)
This is very embarrassing. Gu Jinyu's writing is well-known in Beijing. Although this Miss Zhuang is the niece of Zhuang Cishi, she is afraid that she will lose miserably to Gu Jinyu.
Ms. Zhuang doesn't seem to be a big metric, she really lost miserably, and she might as well make things difficult for Gu Jinyu.
Gu Houye asked for help, looking at King An, hoping that he could stop his sister one or two, but King An didn’t even mean to speak.
Master Gu Hou secretly squeezed the cold sweat, and winked at Gu Jinyu calmly, hoping that Gu Jinyu could deliberately lose to Ms. Zhuang.
Yao sees Gu Jinyu being made things difficult for by Ms. Zhuang, and inexplicably thinks of Gu Jiao. Gu Jinyu is still a daughter who grew up in the Hou Mansion. If Gu Jiao, who grew up in the countryside, returned to the capital, would this kind of situation be less?
A group of people entered the flower hall.
The servant took a pen, ink, paper and ink.
”How does Ms. Zhuang want to compare?” Gu Jinyu asked neither humble nor arrogant.
Ms. Zhuang raised her eyebrows and said: ”Each of them will write a poem, and my brother and Gu Houye will be the judges, and see who has better words!”
”The same poem?” Gu Jinyu asked.
Ms. Zhuang snorted: ”That's natural? Otherwise, how can it be better?”
This is what the layman said, Gu Jinyu saw it through but didn't say it: ”Miss Zhuang, please give me a poem.”
Zhuang Mengyun thought for a while, waved his bare hand, and wrote a poem written by King An.
This is a poem written by King Anjun in the second year of Chen Guo. He had already written a seven-character quatrain full of nostalgia when he was under ten years old that year.
His talent shocked Chen Guo.
The monarch of Chen Kingdom pityed his talent, and he did not kill Proton to vent his anger after Chen Guo was defeated.
Gu Jinyu knew which poem it was after reading the beginning. This poem was widely circulated in Zhaoguo. While admiring the talent of King An, she wrote all the poems smoothly. It was actually faster than Miss Zhuang. pen.
After the two put down their brushes, the servants on both sides took the works of the two to the king of Anjun and Gu Houye to judge.
Gu Houye intended to insist that Ms. Zhuang was better no matter what, but after reading the two of them, he almost lost the courage to open his eyes and talk nonsense.
This, is this really a character written by a human?
Ms. Zhuang is the granddaughter of Taifu Zhuang, and the uncle is also the master of literature, Cushishi Zhuang. It can be said that the dealers are full of scholarship, and there is no one who is sorrowful. Why did she make a big turn when she got to Miss Zhuang?
Gu Houye burst into cold sweat.
Daughter, daughter, didn’t dad ask you to let Miss Zhuang?
Forget it, the word difference is so bad, it can't be let go.
Ms. Zhuang clapped her hands and asked pretentiously: ”How? Who won?”
Anjun Wang smiled faintly: ”Is it necessary to say? Naturally you won.”
Gu Houye was startled.
Open your eyes and tell lies so high?
Gu Jinyu was also surprised.
Is Jun Wang also the kind of person who wronged the facts?
Ms. Zhuang smiled triumphantly. Just as she was about to ridicule Gu Jinyu, she heard King An speak again: ”Who can compare to you in terms of catching up with shame?”
Ms. Zhuang was startled.
Gu Houye and Gu Jinyu were also confused.
Too, too bad for my sister...
Ms. Zhuang was shocked, and jumped with her hips akimbo: ”Brother...How can brother say that to me?”
Anjun Wang Yun said calmly: ”Three-year-old children's characters are better than yours. If you can't even see this, it's not that your characters are bad, but your brains are not good.”
Ms. Zhuang blushed with a thick neck.
Anjun Wang said: ”If you want to continue to be embarrassed, then do it again. Do you compare poems or poems this time, or do you have to lose to others in turn?”
Ms. Zhuang was so angry that she didn't want to care about him, she tossed her sleeves and walked away angrily!
Gu Hou Ye replied: ”The way King Anjun teaches his sister is really ingenious.”
Anjun Wang said unhurriedly: ”She is the youngest sister in the family, and the family is spoiled, making Master Hou laugh.”
Gu Houye laughed: ”How can it be? How can it be? Miss Zhuang is exquisite and lively, but she is not a bit cute.”
Anjun Wang nodded slightly: ”It's getting late, I'll go to rest first, see you tomorrow.”
Gu Houye, Yao Shi and Gu Jinyu salute him and send him out.
Looking at his back disappearing into the night, Gu Jinyu murmured: ”This county prince is different from other princes...”
Gu Jinyu often enters the palace to accompany Concubine Shu, and has met many princes and princes, none of them are as good as the princes, whether in appearance, talent or temperament.
There is almost no woman in the world who can match a man like this.
Anjun Wang and Miss Zhuang were placed in one of the most elegant courtyards of the villa. After returning to the house, Miss Zhuang shut herself in the room. The maids wanted to comfort them, but they were all blasted out by her.
The door was knocked.
Ms. Zhuang angrily said: ”Go out! Don't come in!”
”It's me.” Jun Wang said.
”Brother?” Ms. Zhuang stood up excitedly, but she sat down thinking of the embarrassment that her brother gave herself.
”I'm here.” Jun Wang said, and after a while, he opened the door and entered.
Miss Zhuang turned her back and shook the back of her head to him.
Anjun Wang whispered: ”You were going to travel with me at the beginning. I said I would not be used to you like my parents, and you agreed.”
”I...” Miss Zhuang choked. She didn't expect this brother to say one thing. She thought he would be the same as his father and mother. She said that she would no longer be used to her, but actually indulged her without a bottom line.
She choked: ”I am your sister, but you are helping outsiders to bully me!”
Anjun Wang didn’t argue with her too much. He stepped forward and handed her a slap-sized box.
”What?” Miss Zhuang asked indifferently.
”Just open it.” Jun Wang said.
Ms. Zhuang glanced at the box in the palm of her brother's palm.
Brother's hands are so beautiful, as delicate as jade carvings. Even if the jadeite is in his hands, it is not as good as his color.
Ms. Zhuang sighed and took the box over.
When she opened it, she found that it was a glowing night pearl. She loved these exquisite and fun things the most, and her attention was suddenly attracted.
Anjun Wang said: ”The colorful night pearl, the treasure of the Kingdom of Chen, I exchanged two poems with him.”
When heard that it was the treasure of Emperor Chen Guo, Ms. Zhuang couldn't put it down more and more.
Brother still loves her!
Ms. Zhuang became happy, but thinking that she would be a little embarrassed to compromise so quickly, she cleared her throat and said sternly, “You must not help outsiders to bully me in the future!” 鈥斺�
After comforting his sister, Jun Wang returned to his house.
A man in black walked out from behind the screen and bowed his hands in salute: ”The King of the County!”
Anjun Wang said: ”Are all your people here?”
Humanly in black: ”When it's all here, I lurks outside the villa, always waiting for the king's dispatch!”
Anjun Wang said: ”Let them not have to hide in the dark, just change into civilian clothes.”
The man in black pondered and said: ”Junwang, are you sure you are in Qingquan Town?”
The King An groaned for a moment, and said: ”His Majesty lost the news of the Queen Mother in Qingquan Town. In other words, the Queen Mother did live here. As for where her old man went, she still needs to look for it carefully.”
The man in black hesitated and asked: ”The queen mother... really got leprosy?”
Anjun Wangdao: ”Yes.”