The fourth girl made the whole family cry again

Chapter 41 Too damn good for the occasion

The second lady said to herself, how could you, the majestic lady, steal my lines? If the fourth girl of the Zhou family brings down the reputation of the Zhou family, she, the aunt, will be the first to die to apologize!
  However, I wonder if the small wooden door of Zhulan Garden and the thin beam can bear the weight of her and the fat sister-in-law?
  If she had known that when the courtyards were being renovated last year, she should have replaced the beams at the entrance of Zhulan Garden with thicker beams!
  The eldest princess, looking at the familiar way of holding the pen of the fourth girl of the Zhou family, seemed to have found a close friend again.

This child is really getting better and better. After this banquet, I will accept her as my god sister!
  Dozens of other girls had water in their sleeves. The success or failure of the fourth girl in the Zhou family was related to the honor, disgrace and reputation of them all.

And the talent and reputation of a noble daughter from a wealthy family in the capital can only be saved by this fourth girl from the Zhou family!
  Zhou Xixi didn't know that the burden on her shoulders was getting heavier and heavier. She just felt that her arms were getting more and more awkward.

In this oppressive ancient times, even writing a word is a kind of torture!
  She Zhou Xixi secretly decided to invent a charcoal pen when she returned to the General's Mansion to save thousands of boys and girls from the problem of writing pens!

When this great idea was brewing in Zhou Xixi's mind, the female historian who copied the poem was very worried!
  And the little maid who is grinding ink is almost exhausted!
  After all the ink was worn out, why did the fourth girl from the Zhou family write these words?
  What a waste!
  The poetess Shi withdrew her sympathetic gaze towards Momo Maid and began to worry about herself.

No, I said, Miss Zhou, it doesn’t matter if our writing is bigger. The princess can at least write a poem on a piece of paper, with more than twenty words!
  Even if you use a few more pieces of paper than others, just one piece of paper for one poem will do!

how! You have to write one word at a time!

Ouch! I can't think about it anymore, the more I think about it, the more I think about it! Why is it that this piece of manuscript paper can't fit even a single word, and two pieces of paper are needed?

Zhou Xixi worked hard to compose poems. Except that her arms were a little tired and her hands were a little stiff, she spent hundreds of millions of ink points and hundreds of millions of points of paper, but it was still very easy!
  You see, while she is writing, she can also explain to the female historian what the characters are!
  Female History: Thank you! I have to thank the girl for explaining it, otherwise every piece of paper would be a mess of ink and there would be no difference. This female historian would not even be able to tell what the words are!

Zhou Xixi: [I don’t want to either! These wonderful words must be written in traditional Chinese. I can’t write them, but I can’t admit that I can’t, so I’ll just make do with it! 】

Female History: (Clenched her fists), if only I could put a bowl of ink that the little maid had just grinded on your face!
  Half an hour passed, a group of people stretched their necks until their necks almost broke, and Zhou Xixi's poem was finally finished.

The female historian breathed a sigh of relief and presented the poem written by Zhou Xixi and the poem written by Princess Jianing together.

The first person to look at is naturally the eldest princess!
  The eldest princess was holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand. She was knocking "Gaba! Gaba" so deliciously that she didn't want to read this poem by Lao Shizi.

She waved her hand and said, "Don't bother, you! Just read it to everyone!"

The eldest princess pointed to a female historian with a gentle voice like an oriole and said.

"Yes!"

The female historian took one of the poems, cleared her throat and started reading.

"I want to compose poems in the princess's residence,"

Everyone: ...Why does it sound familiar?

"What kind of poem do you want to make?"

Everyone: ...it does sound familiar!
  "It looks like an autumn poem from a distance,"

“Up close, it’s a spring poem!”

After reading this poem, the female historian felt that her proud oriole tone no longer sounded good!

Oh my god! She would never read this kind of poetry again!

Everyone: ...We finally know why this poem is so familiar!
  Damn it, all the poems we co-authored are based on templates!
  Although everyone was slandering in their hearts, they still praised "What a poem!"

Such a familiar poem!
  The eldest princess was also so disgusted that she almost vomited out her three plates of melon seeds, two pots of scented tea, and yesterday's overnight meal!

These two words, "good poetry", would kill the eldest princess even if she couldn't say them out!

"next song!"

The eldest princess said this weakly. She actually didn't have much hope for the fourth girl in the Zhou family.      Use yourself as a lesson!
  Which person do you see who sleeps in class, skips class, climbs trees and digs out bird's nests, can write a normal poem?

The eldest princess thought to herself, the toilet poem I just wrote was inspired by Princess Jianing!
  Otherwise, she wouldn't even be able to do this!
  The female historian took a sip of tea to suppress the sweetness in her throat.

If this is still the case in the next poem, there is no guarantee that she will bleed to death in a while!

The female historian took a deep breath and another deep breath, and finally mustered up the courage to start chanting.

"Four or five pear blossoms outside the bamboo,"

System: ...[Ouch! Will my host change his poems? 】

Everyone: ...all looked towards the bamboo forest. Sure enough, there was a pear tree outside the bamboo forest, which was not densely packed. It was blooming with small white flowers.

These four or five branches! It's also fitting that this pear tree was struck by lightning last year and most of its branches were scorched, but only four or five branches were still alive!

Meet the occasion! It’s so damn perfect for the occasion!
  "The water of Yuhu melts into the boat, the prophet."

Everyone: ... all looked at the stream leading from the garden. When the lake is calm and calm, it is green and resembles the color of Hetian jasper. Therefore, the prince consort gave him the name "Jade Lake". title.

When the ice melts in the spring, the eldest princess and the prince-in-law can row a boat for fun. Isn't this just what the saying "boat prophet" means!

System: ...[Host, you are smarter than I thought! 】

The eldest princess: ...the Prince Consort! I finally have another confidant!

While everyone was still pondering and admiring, they heard the sweet and melodious voice of the female historian speaking again.

"The guests in the garden looked at each other,"

"It's the Spring Poetry Festival!"

……

The eldest lady was sitting in the carriage, her plump body swaying rhythmically with the carriage.

Today was the most proud day in her more than thirty years of life.

The eldest princess personally held her hand and praised the Zhou family for her good goddaughter!
  The ladies rushed to ask her the secret of having a goddaughter in her family, and where she hired a female gentleman!

When she was leaving, the ladies, who usually stood tall and wished their eyes could grow to the top of their heads, rushed to help her get into the carriage.

Ouch! This kind of treatment is really cool!

However, the eldest lady is a little regretful. It would be great if the fourth girl from the Zhou family was the daughter of her eldest family. Even if she was born in her aunt's belly, she only asked the old lady to bear her name!
  What a pity! This time, the second room stole the show!
  The second lady, sitting on the carriage, laughed all the way, her face twitching with laughter!
  She touched the belt that was still tied around her waist, but she was worried!

Finally no more hanging!
  Her head can be saved!
  The second lady is planning to find something good to give to her fourth girl when she goes back!

Here, Zhou Xixi is also quite proud.

Princess Jianing's pig liver-like face could make her laugh for a year!
  　See you tomorrow!

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)