After binding the tens of billions of material systems, he became rich in ancient times

Chapter 205 Poetry
After Bai Susu solved many problems in the Ministry of Industry with his own efforts, the people in the Ministry of Industry have already respected Bai Susu and treated the prince almost equally.

When these ministers were arguing over whether the prince should accept people in the harem, Bai Susu quietly took Zhou Ximing's hand, leaned closer, and asked in a low voice: "They are so arguing, why don't they ask?" How do you feel?"

No matter what the outsiders say, Zhou Ximing is the one who needs to bear it in the end.But none of the ministers present seemed to consider Bai Susu's feelings.

Hearing her whispered inquiry, Zhou Ximing felt a warm feeling in his chest, he hugged her shoulders, brought her to his side, and whispered in her ear: "Well, so in this world, only you You care about me the most."

Bai Susu seriously suspected that he was acting like a baby, but when she met his extremely serious eyes, Bai Susu dismissed this idea again.

She took out a small paper bag and handed it to Zhou Ximing, and said in a low voice, "This is the chestnut cake I made before, do you want to try it, it's very sweet."

As she spoke, she picked up a small piece of it and handed it to Zhou Ximing's mouth. After watching him eat it, there was a bit of agility in his brows and eyes, and asked with a smile: "Is it very sweet?"

"Yeah." Zhou Ximing slid his Adam's apple, and added: "It's very sweet."

Seeing his straightforward and eager eyes, Bai Susu couldn't help taking a step back.Looking up at the courtiers who were arguing fiercely between the two parties, he whispered again, "They probably won't stop arguing for a while, so let's eat something to fill our stomachs first."

During today's sacrifice, in order to put on that cumbersome dress, Bai Susu hadn't eaten anything for almost a day, and now her chest was stuck to her back.

Sensing Bai Susu's desire for these foods, Zhou Ximing handed her the chopsticks, and the two of them ate as if no one was around.

These quiet actions of the two of them were only seen by Tang Jianshan not far away.He went to look at the courtiers on the other side, and couldn't help showing a mocking identity.

What is said is for the sake of the country, but in the final analysis, it is only for the benefit of his own family.Just now Tang Jianshan looked over casually, and saw that those who supported the prince and concubine were all women of the right age at home.

On the contrary, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, even if there is a woman of the right age at home, what he thinks about is how to find a good family for his daughter, instead of blindly clinging to the powerful.There seems to be a reason for such a person to speak up for the prince and princess.

Tang Jianshan sighed, picked up his chopsticks and started to eat, instead of participating in such a chaotic verbal battle.

In such a banquet, Bai Susu, Zhou Ximing, and Tang Jianshan were left with a lot of food on the table, and most of the others drank their tea.

Coming out of the noisy banquet, Bai Susu felt her ears were clean.Thinking of how Zhou Ximing lived in such a life every day, he couldn't help returning a sympathetic look.

"What did you think of?" Zhou Ximing couldn't help laughing when he saw her eyes.

"Aren't you annoyed by these courtiers arguing like this?" Bai Susu asked while pulling him along.

"It's annoying too." Zhou Ximing nodded, and then said: "However, these people do this for a reason, just to fight for their own interests."

Just like when negotiating the price of rice, those people could argue for three days for half a copper plate.Because once you win the battle, you will bring tens of thousands of money to your family.

It's just that now, these people have exchanged the price of rice for the position of their side concubine.If he really accepted the side concubine, it would be another capital for them to jump up.

Sensing Zhou Ximing's loneliness, Bai Susu hugged his waist, tiptoed and kissed his cheek, and looked at him with a smile, "It's okay, you still have me."

"Well, there's you." Zhou Ximing patted her head, "I'm leaving tomorrow, do you want to go to the temple fair again today?"

"Okay." Bai Susu readily agreed, and went down the mountain slowly with Zhou Ximing.

It is mid-afternoon now, the sky has not yet darkened, and the surrounding lanterns have not been lit, and there are many differences from the scene of Bai Susu's last visit.

There are not many people selling lamps now, most of them sell a new and weird thing, and there are many kinds of food among them.

After passing through these lively scenes, Bai Susu and Zhou Ximing arrived at a gazebo.There are many verses there, with the poet's signature on it.

Apparently, a poetry meeting was once held here.

"Are the two of you here to attend the poetry meeting?" Behind him, a clear voice sounded, and the steps were getting closer.

Bai Susu looked back and saw that it was a young young man who looked at them with a smile and saluted, "This poetry meeting will not start until half an hour later, you two are here a bit early."

"Poetry meeting." Bai Susu looked at the young man, "Are these poems left by those who came to participate?"

"Naturally." The young man nodded, with a blazing light on these verses, "These are the most highly rated ones yesterday."

Bai Susu looked over at a glance, and for a person like her who had only received Chinese education for more than ten years, she couldn't see the essence of these poems.

Zhou Ximing looked at it one by one, and then made a pertinent evaluation, "They are all quite satisfactory, but they can't be said to be very exciting."

Hearing Zhou Ximing's comments, the young man was not convinced, "If you feel that these poems are not good, you can write one yourself and come and see."

Hearing what the young man said, Bai Susu also became interested. She seemed to have never seen Zhou Ximing write a poem.

Zhou Ximing also agreed after hearing the words, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a poem on it.This poem is about being on the battlefield.It says:

The sword falls and is passed on to the northwest, the first time I hear the tears, and then I hear the hurt.

Looking back at the scorched earth, the smoke rose, and the wind swept Changsha, but no one was seen.

The survivors wept in the ashes, looking west for another year.

I will not return to the northwest of Changding, I hope to find peace in the four directions.

After reading it, the young man couldn't help sighing, "Your literary talent is indeed better than these poems."

After Bai Susu read it carefully, she only knew a general meaning, which was not as thorough as the young man's.

"Madam, are you interested in writing a poem too?" Seeing that Bai Susu was watching, the young man asked aloud.

"I don't know how to write poetry." Bai Susu shook her head slightly, and had no intention of writing.

"Can't write poetry?" A woman in a white dress came over, and when she heard Bai Susu's words, a sneer flashed in her eyes, "Can't write and dare to come to this poetry meeting?"

(End of this chapter)