Rebirth of Lucky Wife

As he watched, the meeting turned into a poetry meeting, and Ma Yaer became more and more interested.

The old god Mai Yingren was there, winking at Xu Kuang and giving him a look that said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Xu Kuang received it, breathed a sigh of relief, and quietly relaxed his clenched fists.

Although he is not very happy with his nephew-in-law taking power, at least it is his own family.

Who is Chen Xun? His good nephew’s wife cannot be bullied by this old man!

……

Anyone who can stand in the front row of a great court meeting is not a fox of ten thousand years.

Chen Xun knew in his heart that Xu Kuang was partial to the queen. He glanced at Xu Kuang sideways and said, tmd, what a bastard!

When he turned around and saw Qin and Chu again, he felt it was an eyesore and cursed again in his heart: Damn, you are a bitch!

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The atmosphere of the court meeting became more and more lively, and some people who had suffered losses in the Chenjijiu business in the past started making noises.

"I would like to report to you, the Empress, that the literary style of the Wei Dynasty is now at its peak, and hundreds of rivalries are vying for success, all thanks to your Majesty's diligence and your empress' benevolence;

Our poetry is so popular today, why not hold a poetry meeting that day to get some luck and discuss today's leaders? "

Mai Yaer raised his eyebrows, this is a trouble maker!On a normal day, Mai Ya'er would never pay attention to such a prick.

But when she looked at Chen Xun today, there was nothing she liked about him.The new queen of Wei pondered for a moment, and a lazy voice came from behind the curtain.

"Okay, let's take vegetarian meals as the topic."

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"To be an immortal in this world, one must have a share, and one does not need to maintain a vegetarian diet.

The coir raincoat is a companion, and the Ruo Li is a writer's bosom. "

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“Although Zhi Gui is fragrant, it is difficult to bait fish.

It is difficult to live in a place where there is no food for the corpse. "

...

The atmosphere was so warm that it was unlike the previous one, and poems and songs came out endlessly.

Chen Xun stood in the middle of the court, his ears buzzing.As I listened, my heart became cold for a while. After it cooled down, I suddenly felt angry and deeply unwilling.

He is not stupid. On the contrary, Chen Xun was able to offer wine at the Imperial Academy of the Great Wei Dynasty. He was very knowledgeable.

He is talented and culturally rich, but it is this talent that makes him think too highly of himself and lose his sense of proportion.

The literati look down on each other, since ancient times.

Chen Xun was angry that people were taking the opportunity to tease him, and he wanted to refute, but he also felt that it was beneath his status to compete with a few juniors in the literary world.

He wanted to fight poetry again, but was embarrassed. He didn't know what to do for a moment, so he was stunned on the spot.

At this time, there were a few young people standing at the end of the court meeting. Because they wanted to do well in front of the Queen Regent, they pushed aside their colleagues who had signed up enthusiastically and rushed forward.

During the move, he naturally didn't know how to measure it, and pushed Chen Xun with his shoulders and arms.

There were also those who had not dealt with Mr. Chen before and took advantage of the troubled waters to push and push him.

Chen Jijiu is old, moves slowly, and is already angry.

He was pulled down by several colleagues, half playfully and half deliberately, and pushed directly to the dragon pillar in the northwest corner.

Chen Jijiu is over seventy years old and comes from an aristocratic family. He has never tasted the cold shoulder.

This situation was quite desolate, and he couldn't help but feel sad, and murmured, "What nonsense, Si Chen..."

Finally it got louder and louder, almost shouting:

"Nonsense, nonsense, Si Chen! It's unreasonable!"

"Boom!" It was still bustling just now, like a big court meeting in a vegetable market, but suddenly there was silence.

The ministers looked at me and I looked at you, and they quickly returned to their original positions in small steps with a very tacit understanding, and their movements were neat and quiet.

After a while, the court meeting returned to its usual steady and rigorous atmosphere.The civil and military ministers stood in line, without squinting, and remained silent and bowed their heads.

So fast, so steady, so fast that it makes people feel that their colleagues who are like young boys vying for glory are just their own illusions.

Ma Ya'er tilted his head and looked at Chen Jijiu through the curtain. What should he do?I don’t want to endure it anymore.