Daming Super Daddy

A brilliant smile appeared on Xu Miaojin's pretty face, she turned her head and said to Zhu Song, "Your Highness, it's time to see you!"

At the end, Xu Miaojin gave Zhu Song a wink, which was a bit complicated.

Chapter 41 If you want to serve me, you are not qualified!

Hearing Xu Miaojin's words, black lines rose on Zhu Song's forehead.

It's easy for you to say, look at me?Look at me, that's embarrassing!

"Hey, have you heard? These three famous buildings are not places for simple meals."

"How do you say this? Aren't the three famous buildings restaurants? The restaurants don't eat, but what can they do? Could it be a flower restaurant?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, these three famous buildings have their own advantages and disadvantages, the poems of Tianxian Tower, the medicinal food of Feixue Pavilion, the music and songs of Xiahai City... a place where dignitaries, scholars and celebrities can linger, you boy Can you also slander blindly?"

Just when Zhu Song was thinking about how to slap his face, he suddenly heard the scholars talking about the third building, and his eyes lit up:

Since the three famous buildings are the places where scholars and celebrities often gather, the owners of the three buildings, besides Yanhua, should also be present.

Thinking of this, Zhu Song suddenly stood up, looked in the direction of the flower shed, and said:

"Just now, what Miss Yanhua read was just written by this king! Since I have held a poetry meeting, if I only compose a poem, I am afraid that I am too incompetent. How about this, since Miss Yanhua is here, Then the bewitching girl who went to Haicheng must have arrived, right?"

When the words fell to the ground, Zhu Song looked around and said, "I have heard that Xiahai City's music, art, and songs are unparalleled. I have a piece of music here. I wonder if Miss Miqing would like to play it?"

Hey, Zhu Song is really not afraid that others will think he is arrogant, but Yanhua wants to invite him out of the mountain, but he is not qualified enough, and he also needs to get a fascination with going to Haicheng.

Ladies flower shed.

"No matter how talented you Yanhua are, so what? In the eyes of that soulless person, aren't you just like an actor, looking down on you?" Xu Miaojin, who saw this scene in his eyes, suddenly felt an inexplicable joy in his heart.

"Sister Miao!" In the flower shed, a beautiful girl in a pink dress held Xu Miaojin's plain hand and said, "You husband is really interesting, one Yanhua is not enough, you still want me Serve him!"

"Sister Miqing, just feel wronged!" Xu Miaojin patted the slender hand of the beautiful girl, and said: "I know, you girl and Yanhua have always been at odds, you can't just watch Yanhua get what you want, right? Besides It's..."

When talking about this, Xu Miaojin blinked at Miqing, smiled and said: "Don't you expect Yanhua to become the maid of the palace, and when you come to the palace as a guest, she will make tea, water and snacks for you?"

"Sister Miao, do you have such confidence in your husband?" Miqing's beautiful big eyes stared at Xu Miaojin without blinking, her pretty face was full of surprise.

"So what if you don't have confidence?" Xu Miaojin said: "People are bullying to the door, so you can't just let it go like this without temper?"

"Well, what Sister Miao said makes sense." Mi Qing nodded with a suppressed smile, and said, "Okay, just for my sister's sake, my sister will help your husband this time!"

……

"I don't know if Miss Love is here?"

Just when he was fascinated and decided to help Xu Miaojin again, Zhu Song's question rang again.

"Miqing is willing to help His Highness!" Miqing walked out of the flower shed, with a charming smile on her pretty face, "However, His Highness's song must be shown to Miqing first, if the song is not good, don't blame Miqing for refusing it. !"

Zhu Song looked up and down at this sensual girl, with narrow and juicy phoenix eyes, a delicate and straight nose, thin, bloodless lips, and a pale and transparent ladylike melon-seeded face, she exuded an authentic beauty, pure and touching.

"Missing Love?" Zhu Song asked tentatively.

"Missing met His Highness King Han!" Miss Misting bowed to Zhu Song and said, "Your Highness, I wonder if you can agree to Misty's conditions just now?"

"It's natural! If the charming girl is unwilling, I can't force it, right? Well, let the girl come with me!"

Zhu Song stood up, turned his head and walked out of the yard. Just as the scholars were still wondering what happened to the master of the house who was about to start the poetry meeting, he suddenly turned around and said to the crowd:

"Everyone, after the poetry meeting starts, the poetry competition will continue! In an hour... no, at most an hour and a half, this king will present a gift to you all. By the way, Miss Yanhua, don't forget the promise at the beginning!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Song took Miqing girl and Miqing's two personal maids out of the garden where the poetry meeting was held, and headed for the front yard.

……

Not long after Zhu Song left, today's poetry meeting started on time.

The master of the house left, and the responsibility of composing poems and appreciating poems fell on the shoulders of the men in the pavilion, and the women in the flower shed were in charge of the female guests.

After discussions between men and women, the first round of fighting poems was titled "A Midsummer Scorching Sun". The celebrities and scholars in the garden, as well as those from poor families, freely chose whether to write poems or lyrics.

As for the final selection, it will be handed over to the people in the gazebo and the flower shed respectively.

In the garden, almost everyone is either thinking or writing.

There were only Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Huixun in the pavilion, looking like they were doing nothing, turning around for a while, looking at the ground for a while, saying that they were children, but they had a serious face, turning back and forth nod.

Let's say they are adults, but the height difference is really cute!

Among the gazebo and the flower shed, after some discussion, the top three poems were selected, but they were not published immediately. Instead, they were brought to the flower shed, at the table where Xu Miaojin was.

Obviously, Xu Miaojin is here to comment!

After all, Han Wang Zhu Song left, and Xu Miaojin, as the princess, of course became the last one to make the final decision.

The first round of fighting poems took almost an hour. Three poor scholars from the man's side, Wang Chengquan, Gu Nuoyan, and Fang Jia, were elected as the top three heads, and then they took their seats in the gazebo.

……

With the end of the first round of fighting poems, Zhu Song and others had left for about an hour.

In the gazebo, except for a few humble scholars who still chatted and drank tea indifferently, those so-called Confucian masters who held official positions in the court showed more or less impatient expressions on their faces.

"Everyone, didn't His Highness just say to leave for an hour? I think it's better to stop and wait for His Highness King Han!" Huang Kaifu was the first one who couldn't sit still, stood up and moved his body, and said.

"Stop?" Xie Zhenying said hesitantly: "Isn't it unfair to you scholars if we stop now?"

"No problem!" Fang Tangjing waved his hand and said, "The weather is so hot today, and all the young masters are hiding in the shade to enjoy the cool air. I think we should also relax in a timely manner, so as not to make the young masters feel irritable!"

"Extremely, extremely!" Huang Ling was a big fat man, sitting with his stomach on his back for two full hours made him extremely tired.

"Then... alright!" Xie Zhenying hesitated a little, but agreed.

So, the people in the pavilion summoned two young servants, and after ordering the matter, the Confucianists and famous scholars in the pavilion also left the pavilion one after another, looking for a place that suits them.

How about saying that Huang Kaifu, Huang Ling and Fang Tangjing are all fellow-men, the three of them together are in their [-]s, and they went to the female guest's side to look for Yanhua from Tianxianlou.

Fortunately, Yanhua knew that Xu Miaojin didn't want to see these people, so she took the three adults to the shade of the trees by the lake in the garden.

The four of them faced each other, Huang Kaifu and Huang Ling looked at each other with dark faces, and looked at each other with pale Yanhua, their eyes full of helplessness.

On the other hand, Fang Tangjing smiled heartily, and said to Huang Kaifu: "It is rumored outside that His Royal Highness Han Wang is a dandy who only knows how to eat, drink, play, gamble and visit flower houses, but now it seems that this is not the case, His Highness Han Wang is an interesting person! "

"I'm afraid that Brother Fang will not only call His Royal Highness King Han interesting, but also add another title to him, idiot!" The obese Huang Ling wiped the bean-sized beads of sweat from his forehead and said, "Hmph, Why send a big gift to the scholars and ladies in the garden, I think His Highness the King of Han is sneaking away!"

"Slipped away?" Huang Kaifu pretended to be stunned and said, "Brother Ling's words are wrong. This is the mansion of King Han, so why do you need to slip away? At most, it's just that he doesn't show up anymore. Wang is also a man!"