Poor family farming: the sick and weak scholar's wife is very sturdy

Chapter 134 The Poems Written by Red Roses Don't Make Anywhere

"Boy see the prince!"

After she walked into the house, she saluted Li Yuxuan.

Her attitude was very polite, but she didn't show any flattery.

She doesn't like flattering people, so naturally she won't easily please someone, even if this person is a high-ranking prince.

With a faint smile on the corner of Li Yupan's mouth, he stretched out a hand to signal Lin Xiao to excuse him.

His smile is gentle and elegant.

"Boy Lin, the costume competition you cooperated with shopkeeper Zhang yesterday was really eye-catching. It really made me look at it with admiration!"

"Your Majesty's praise."

Lin Xiao said modestly.

"Between you and me, you don't have to be so polite. From now on, you and I will be brothers. You can just call me Wang Ye!"

"Prince Pan."

Lin Xiao still maintains a respectful attitude.

Li Yuxuan nodded with a smile, changed the subject and said:

"I heard that Brother Lin once showed off his talents at the Poetry Club. Not only did he overwhelm Hang Xuan, a great talent from Bailu Academy, but he also wrote several amazing poems. Is there such a thing?"

"That's true!"

Lin Xiao smiled lightly.

Naturally, she would not hide from Li Yuxuan.

She originally wanted to publicize this matter and let more people know about her. After all, in this world, people are more willing to believe in the strong.

"Oh? I don't know what poem Brother Lin wrote?"

Li Yuxuan asked with great interest.

""Spring Dawn" and "Will Enter the Wine"."

"Can you read it to me and listen to it?"

Li Yu looked at Lin Xiao with a smile.

His face was full of anticipation.

"What's so difficult about this?"

Lin Xiao smiled slightly, and calmly recited these two poems.

Li Yuping listened quietly, his face was full of intoxication, and he nodded from time to time.

He didn't expect Lin Xiao's poems to be so amazing, he had never heard such good poems, it could be said to be a hymn in a poem.

"Okay, okay, it's really a good poem."

After a long time, Li Yufan came back to his senses and praised him repeatedly.

At this moment, he felt that Lin Xiao was a treasure.

A gem in the rough worth digging for.

"Thank you, Prince Pan, for your compliment."

Lin Xiao scratched her head in embarrassment, brother Meng and brother Li, I'm sorry!

"Brother Lin, you have such a high attainment in poetry, you must be able to match the poem of Red Rose later, right?"

Dare to believe that this is the urgent matter that Li Yufan said?

Lin Xiao's head was full of black lines.

I really don't know how beautiful the red rose is that can make many men's fans dizzy?
Seeing the doubt in Lin Xiao's eyes, Li Yuxuan explained:

"This red rose is also a strange woman. I heard that her appearance was not outstanding before, but then she fell ill and retreated for a month. After leaving the seclusion, not only her appearance was amazing, but she also won the title of Oiran in one fell swoop. Since then Afterwards, rumors spread in the capital that the red rose was as beautiful as a fairy."

Lin Xiao frowned when he heard Li Yuxuan's rumors about the red rose.

Why does this sound more and more like the story of a time-traveling woman?

Could it be that……

Li Yuxuan glanced at Lin Xiao's expression, thinking she was dismissive, paused, and continued:
"Brother Lin, don't think that this king is exaggerating. This red rose is special because it is not something you can see casually. Even this king has no chance to meet you."

This is...self-promotion?
Such a familiar routine!

"So, the prince has never seen what this red rose looks like?"

"Yeah, this king has never seen it before!"

Li Yuxuan sighed in disappointment, with regret in his eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao couldn't help laughing secretly.

Sure enough, no matter how beautiful the home flowers are, they cannot match the fragrance of wild flowers.

Ah!man!

At this time, there was a noisy sound downstairs, and then someone knocked on the door of the private room.

"My lord, the guest of honor event for Red Rose has begun."

The words of the guards outside came in clearly, and the disappointment on Li Yu's face disappeared when he heard the words, and was replaced by excitement and enthusiasm.

"Brother Lin, hurry up, follow me to have a look! If you can win the first place for me, I will definitely give you a big gift."

As soon as Li Yuxuan's words fell, Lin Xiao heard the noise from downstairs getting louder and louder.

It turned out that the opening dance of the red rose began.

I saw a woman covered with a veil standing in the center, beating gently with the music.

Her waist was soft and boneless, as if she would fall down at any moment, she danced lightly to the music.

Although she couldn't see her face, her graceful figure was enough to evoke the most primitive impulse in the bottom of my heart.

Her movements are slow and graceful, as if she dances not for being seen but for her own enjoyment.

This kind of woman who loves herself is undoubtedly the deadliest temptation!
Standing on the corridor on the third floor, Li Yuxuan couldn't take his eyes off at this moment. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and a hint of doting in his eyes.

Lin Xiao looked at Li Yufan's obsessed appearance, shook his head and smiled wryly.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, her eyes widened sharply.

Did the Great Xia Dynasty have roses?
She tried her best to recall that the name "rose" seemed to have appeared in the Tang Dynasty.

At that time, Lao Bai wrote in a poem chanting peony: "Han mud connects calyxes, rose thorns surround branches. There is no winner in equal measure, only the eyes and the heart know."

And the Great Xia Dynasty doesn't seem to exist, does it?
Lin Xiao shook his head wearily.

Recently, the memory of the original owner seems to be getting more and more blurred.

This situation made her feel uneasy.

Could it be that he is about to travel back to modern times?
Just as she was thinking wildly, there was a sudden commotion below.

Her gaze turned downstairs.

Red Rose's opening dance was over, and she quickly retreated backstage.

"Hey, why are you leaving? Let's dance again!"

"Yes, let's dance again!"

"Don't go, sir, I haven't fully enjoyed watching it yet!"

……

A group of men shouted frantically in the audience.

This looks very much like a rich audience hiding behind the screen, gnawing steamed buns, and generously rewarding the female anchor.

Seeing that the time was right, the madam walked onto the stage with a smile on her face.

"Everyone, the opening dance of Red Rose has finished today, please wait a moment, we have a wonderful show to start!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the following immediately boiled.

They all knew that the wonderful drama in the mouth of the old bustard was exactly a poem.

As long as someone can match the poem written by Red Rose herself, then she can be her guest of honor.

"Quick, quick, get started! I can't wait!"

"Haha, I can't wait!"

"Quick, let's get started!"

The old bustard smiled, walked to the side of the stage, picked up a black wooden stick and tapped the floor three times.

With the sound of dong dong dong, two red silks and satins fell vertically from the third floor.

Two lines of "poetry" were written in golden characters on the red silk.

Lin Xiao was directly shocked!
This...is this the periodic table of chemical elements? ?

For real, this red rose is 100% a time traveler!
"As long as someone can answer these two lines of poetry, whoever is the guest of the Red Rose!"

(End of this chapter)