A eunuch broke into the harem

Li Xiaomin was not afraid, and said with a sneer: "If you dare to be rough, I will yell loudly and let everyone see that Princess Zhenping raped men in the toilet! In this way, your name will resound throughout Jinling City !"

Princess Zhenping was ashamed and angry, the tip of her sword trembled, and wanted to cut a few holes in his body, but she knew that his ability was much stronger than her own, if she couldn't kill him with one sword, he cried out, his reputation would be ruined .

Seeing the hesitant look on her face, Li Xiaomin was secretly delighted, he used magic to change his voice, and sneered, walked over, Gu Lengzi hugged her, lowered his head, and kissed her hard on the lips.

Princess Shinpei was shocked and struggled hard. Although she wanted to stab him back with the sword, he hugged her tender body tightly with both arms, and groped her body, from her breasts to her buttocks. Kneading, muttering in his mouth: "You still dare to stab me? Huh, you will repay your kindness with revenge. It stands to reason that you were saved by me, so you should give me your body!"

Princess Shinpei was struggling with shame and anger, when she suddenly heard a girl's exclamation behind her, she hurriedly turned her head to look, only to see a pretty girl standing behind her with a look of astonishment on her face, looking at two handsome boys hugging each other Kissing and groping together, they couldn't help hiding back in fright.

Li Xiaomin looked up and saw the girl's surprised and shy face, and couldn't help but blushed, but insisted: "What are you looking at, have you never seen someone kiss? Shall I teach you?"

This girl was originally Qin Xian'er's personal maid, and she has been nurturing her, and she has never had any contact with a man. Unexpectedly, she passed by by chance and saw the intimate scene of two men. She was so frightened that she turned her head and ran away, not daring to stay here for a while .

After this interruption, Li Xiaomin was no longer in the mood to touch the pair of Zhenping's buns on Princess Zhenping's chest, let go of his hands, and walked back to the piano-playing cabin unhappily.

He also thought about it, anyway, Princess Zhenping would send someone to find him when he walked on the street, so why not face her upright and find a way to solve this matter.

Behind him, Princess Shinpei's face turned red and turned white. Although she wanted to stab him with a sword from behind, she couldn't do it for some reason.

In her heart, a doubt rose vaguely: "Is he that little eunuch? He looks very similar, but his complexion is darker than his, and his voice is not as high-pitched, and It's thicker, but it's more pleasing to the ear. But if it's not the same person, is there really such a similar person in the world?"

Li Xiaomin returned to the hall, sat down and listened to all the guests discussing poems and songs, and couldn't get in the mouth, so he sat down beside Chen Dexiu, sipping tea, and looking around, boredly looking at the people in the famous flower boat. layout.

Princess Shinpei came back, sat behind the table opposite him, stared at him fiercely, but there was a bit of trance in her eyes.

Beside her, sat a handsome young man, it was her distant cousin Zhou Chang'an, who frowned slightly when he saw her gaze, and there was a cold murderous look in his eyes.

The kid on the opposite side, although only fifteen or sixteen years old, was imposing, with delicate features, and was a little bit more handsome than himself.If Princess Shinpei was attracted to him, he would be a formidable enemy.And his long-standing plan is afraid that it will come to naught because of him.

At this time, a pretty little girl walked up to Qin Xian'er, whispered in her ear, looked at Li Xiaomin and Princess Zhenping in horror, and told the young lady what she saw.

Qin Xian'er listened in surprise, and looked at the two handsome young men sitting opposite each other in the hall, a look of regret and disappointment flashed in her eyes, she never imagined that there are so many men in the world who are as good as Long Yang.

Seeing it, Zhou Changan was even more puzzled and annoyed. He smiled coldly, raised his glass and said to Li Xiaomin: "That dear man, it seems that he is also an elegant person. I wonder if he has any research on poetry and songs?"

When Li Xiaomin saw him talking to him, he laughed, and was about to say that he didn't understand anything, when suddenly his heart moved: "In the palace, Princess Zhenping already knows that I don't understand poetry. If I show it now, maybe she will think I don't understand poetry. If you're not a petty citizen, you won't doubt me any more!"

Thinking of this, he raised his head to the sky and said with a triumphant smile: "I dare not speak nonsense, although I can't write lyrics well, but when it comes to poetry, if I consider myself second, I'm afraid no one will dare to admit that I am second." one!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar, and everyone looked sideways, expressing deep contempt for this arrogant young man's outrageous words.

Zhou Changan was furious in his heart and wanted to make him look ugly, so he smiled and said, "In that case, how about asking your Excellency to compose a poem on the spot for everyone to comment on?"

Li Xiaomin looked left and right, and saw that everyone showed agreement, and some people were secretly laughing, waiting to see his joke, so he said with a smile: "This is not difficult. But there must be a topic, right? What should I do?" What is the title of this poem?"

Princess Zhenping had been sitting on the sidelines in silence, and suddenly interjected: "How about using this moonlight as the topic?"

Qin Xian'er sat in the hall and said with a smile: "Young Master is right, so please write a poem about the moonlight, and let us appreciate your poem."

As soon as the Qin family said this, everyone had no objection, calmed down, and listened to the arrogant young man's poem.

Li Xiaomin coughed lightly, stood up, raised his wine glass, turned to look at the bright moon in the sky, pondered for a while, raised his hand to stroke his hair, and said leisurely:

"Bright moon in front of the bed... full of sores..."

As soon as he said something, he hurriedly stopped, but couldn't hold it back anymore, and said a line from a movie he had heard before, feeling great regret in his heart: "Why did you start talking nonsense? Could it be that such thin wine can really Are you intoxicated?"

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar in the cabin, and everyone couldn't help laughing and cursing, angry and funny, what this young man said was so ridiculous.

Chen Dexiu also blushed and bowed his head in silence, knowing that he would also be with him and was laughed at.

Zhou Changan chuckled a few times, and said: "My dear friend, you really did a good poem! I was so excited that I sprayed the tea all over the floor!"

All the guests laughed and looked at Li Xiaomin with a playful look.Qin Xian'er couldn't help but covered her mouth with her sleeve and smiled, looking at this interesting young man full of curiosity.

Li Xiaomin blushed, raised his glass and said with a smile: "Just now I was just joking. Now is the poem I really want to do!"

He raised his glass and walked back and forth in front of the railing, chanting:

"Moonlight in front of the window,"

Zhou Changan said: "It's full of sores!"

Everyone laughed again, Zhou Changan raised his eyes and looked forward, enjoying himself, and was extremely excited that he could humiliate his love rival.

Princess Zhenping didn't smile all the time, she just stared at Li Xiaomin closely, trying to see through his true face under the cover of the surface.

Li Xiaomin ignored Zhou Changan's provocation and continued to chant:

"It's suspected to be frost on the ground."

Everyone was startled, and the laughter gradually stopped, feeling that the poem seemed to have some meaning.

Zhou Changan shook his head and said, "Vulgar!"

Li Xiaomin toasted and strolled, and recited the third sentence:

"Looking up at the bright moon,"

Zhou Changan shook his head and sneered, "Vulgar, vulgar, vulgar! Such a poetic talent, dare to bring it to the Qin family and show it in front of all refined scholars!"

Everyone also shook their heads and smiled, not having any hope for Li Xiaomin's poetry.Only Qin Xian'er and Princess Zhenping kept staring at him, with a premonition that he would not give up so easily.

Li Xiaomin turned his head, smiled slightly at the two daughters, and recited the last line of the poem in a melancholy and melodious voice:

"Low your head and think about your hometown."

As soon as this sentence came out, the eyes of the two girls lit up immediately, and everyone in the hall stopped laughing immediately, and the whole hall was instantly silent.

After a long while, Qin Xian'er sighed quietly: "Good poem! The last sentence runs through the artistic conception of the whole poem, using the meaning of looking up at the bright moon, and expressing the feeling of homesickness. The young master is really talented and amazing."

She raised her eyes, looked at Li Xiaomin quietly, and sighed softly: "Haven't you asked Mr. Gao's name?"

Li Xiaomin looked serious, cupped his hands and said: "Don't dare, a humble name is not worth mentioning, Xiaosheng's surname is Li, and the single name is a white character."

Episode 1 Chapter [-] Li Bai

"Li Bai!"

The guests and maids in the hall were secretly reciting this name, and they all had a vague premonition that this name, together with this wonderful poem, would be passed down to the world and be recited by future generations through the ages.

Li Xiaomin sat down with a smile on his face, but he was thinking in his heart: "I have plagiarized Li Bai's poems, but if I recite them by his name and help him become famous through the ages, isn't that considered plagiarism?"

He suddenly felt a bit confused: "Why do the protagonists in those fictional historical novels that I read before always like to plagiarize other people's poems and articles, and write them as my own without a trace of shame? Could it be that the Chinese really Plagiarism is an honor, do you have no sense of morality? It is no wonder that those highly respected professors are desperately plagiarizing other people's research results and publishing them as their own papers in major academic journals."

Thinking back to those novels in the past, after going back to the past, always being careful not to plagiarize the poems of later generations, and wholeheartedly not to interfere with the historical process, it seems that there is only one Xiang Shaolong who is not very moral.But for such a person, readers generally regard him as an idiot.

Li Xiaomin shook his head vigorously, put all these wild thoughts aside, stood up and cupped his hands with a smile: "It's getting late, I'm too drunk, so I'm leaving."