The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Grow by the road you must pass by

Wang Kang continued to speak, his voice was low...and he wrote extremely slowly.

"If you can't write it, you can't write it. What is this? It's just nonsense. It doesn't even have the basic rhyme of the poem..." Su Cheng said.

"There is no end to talent, Wang Kang can't write poetry at all!"

"A few months ago the oiran ran for office, and he wrote ten beauty poems in a row. From this point of view, it must have been written by someone else."

A man who is obviously a Confucian scholar said, "The artistic conception of the writing is indeed good, but it is too indecent. The poems pay attention to metaphors and implicitness, but what he wrote is too straightforward..."

"What kind of love, begging, it's a violation of etiquette!" Li Huizhen finally said.

"This is still a poem, it's clearly just made up..."

Some people do the opposite, and naturally some people like it.

"I think it's not bad, it's enough to show Master Kang's affection for his lovely wife!"

"Master Kang's writing is contrary to traditional poetry, but the expression of emotion is the same, and the artistic conception is profound..."

"This must have been created by Young Master Kang. Maybe after this big wedding, it will be famous in Yangzhou and form a new style of poetry!"

"The writing is really great. If anyone can write this song for me, I will never change it until death..."

The women present were all dazed and intoxicated.

Full of flowers under the sun cautiously

Blossoming is the hope of my past life

When you approach

Please listen carefully

Trembling leaves are my passion for waiting

And you finally passed by ignoring

Fell on the ground behind you

Friends, those are not petals

is my withered heart

Wang Kang finally finished writing, and the audience was silent.

They were all moved by this fresh and beautiful poem...

If I were a flowering tree, it has bloomed season after season, from the beginning to now, it has been a thousand years...

At this time, the doors of the two houses in the courtyard opened at the same time, and two figures came out of it...

[Author's digression]: Chapter 2!

Chapter 4 Eleven

The gaze that was still focused on Wang Kang before, is now switched to the other side...

Two festively decorated houses, each with a woman walking out,

The woman on the left is Lin Yuyan, wearing a tight-fitting pink rose-scented gown with sleeves, and a bright red gauze floral skirt underneath, with a red ribbon tied around her waist into a big bow...

The sleeve shirt is double-layered with brocade red makeup, python dark flowers and strands of gold thread, the edge is embroidered with mandarin duck and pomegranate patterns, and the chest is fastened with a red gold inlaid ruby. All kinds of exquisite patterns are sewn with gold thread, showing its beauty!

Undoubtedly, this is a unique wedding dress. Compared with the traditional one, it is extremely exquisite and luxurious...

The rare gemstones are nothing but buttons, and the long skirt is dragging, making it even more eye-catching.

Lin Yuyan is also exquisitely dressed, with three thousand green silk tied up with a headband, a butterfly golden hairpin inserted, and a thin layer of powder and daisy, which only adds to the color,

The red leaves looming on the sides of the cheeks create the tenderness of pure skin like petals, and the thin red lips are painted under the small nose...

After a brief absence, people turned their attention to the other side, it was Li Qingman.

The wedding dress she wore was different from Lin Yuyan's. It was a cheongsam. This cheongsam was obviously specially made, and the overall tone was red.

The fabric is high-quality silk, and it is decorated with hand-embroidered Pisces, Lucky Flowers, Mandarin Ducks and other patterns, which is absolutely exquisite.

Gorgeous red, with classic charm,

If Lin Yuyan is graceful and elegant, then Li Qingman is enchanting and charming,

Her hair is coiled up, with a layer of gauze covering the edges, her eye makeup is painted in the style of Danfengyan, her eyebrows are curved, and her makeup is rich and colorful...

Two completely different wedding dresses also show completely different temperaments,

But at this moment, with so many people, it seems that they can't move them.

The beautiful eyes of the two women are all looking at... Wang Kang!

Anyone can understand the nostalgia revealed in that.

They were in the house before, but they knew what happened outside,

Naturally, they could also hear those two poems.

When you are old,

a flowering tree,

No matter how weird and unacceptable it seems to others, they can understand, and better understand, Wang Kang's intentions.

Wang Kang also looked straight, a smile gradually appeared on his face...

He doesn't need everyone to understand, just need someone to understand,

At this moment, the eyes met, and they both understood the other party's intentions.

In ancient times, when getting married, the bride always had to cover her red head, but Wang Kang took this directly.

What to cover, he just let everyone see how beautiful his woman is,

Let's all envy, let's all be jealous!

When a man is born alive, he should have a sincere subordinate, a few confidants, and a lifetime beauty...

At least he was complete,