After rebirth, my wife just wants to be a widow

Hearing Lu Yan's question, Shen Ruoyan turned her head and thought for a moment, then slowly said under everyone's expectant gazes: "It sounds quite interesting."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Ruoyan looked at the woman named Xueying with a smile. She also saw that this person suddenly proposed to play games at this time and must have bad intentions. However, Lu Yan was capable of literary and martial arts, and she herself was good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting. The two of them combined in Together, no matter what she wants to play, Shen Ruoyan is not afraid.

"Great, Miss Xueying, what game should we play?" After hearing Shen Ruoyan's agreement, the governor slapped his thigh and asked Xueying excitedly.

Xueying was distracted for a moment. Lu Yan's respectful attitude towards Shen Ruoyan was something she never dared to imagine. At the same time, it also made the flame of jealousy in Xueying's heart burn even more intensely.

The woman leaned next to the governor, smiled charmingly, and raised her voice and said to everyone: "All the gentlemen sitting here are elegant people. Today is the Chinese Valentine's Day again, so let's use the moon character as the theme and play with the Flying Flower Order."

After saying that, Xueying glanced at Shen Ruoyan secretly.

Xueying believed that a dancer like Shen Ruoyan who came from a dance studio must have never read a book and could not even write her own name.Therefore, I deliberately suggested that everyone play Feihua Ling, just to make this woman look embarrassed in public.

When the governor heard about the flying flower order, he thought it was not interesting, but thinking about the final punishment, he felt itchy, so he agreed.

When the game started, the governor stood up first. He only knew a poem with the word "moon" in it. He was afraid that others would tell him, so he sang first: "There is bright moonlight in front of the bed. I suspect it is frost on the ground."

Before he finished speaking, everyone in the audience tried their best to hold back their laughter, for fear that they would laugh out loud without being able to control it. It was unexpected that such a dignified governor could actually utter such an enlightening poem.

In order to make the governor less embarrassed, one of his officials immediately stood up and chanted: "Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown."

Just now, because he was the governor, everyone was holding back their laughter. After hearing these two words from him, everyone finally burst out laughing.

Amid the laughter, someone scolded: "Old Li Tou, you are cheating!"

Old Li rubbed his beard and asked: "You don't have a rule that you can't say different sentences in the same poem? This poem is familiar to all of us. The language is plain and unpretentious, but the artistic conception is profound and long. It is naturally a classic among classics. As the saying goes, all things From the beginning, from the great to the simple, do you understand and appreciate it?"

This move not only resolved the governor's embarrassment, but also secretly flattered the governor, killing two birds with one stone.

Seeing the governor gently nodding to himself, Lao Litou sat down complacently. Then everyone present stood up and recited the verses they knew with the word "moon" in them, shaking their heads and shaking their heads.

Although there are many poems about the moon, there were also many people at the banquet. After going around, almost all the familiar poems were said many times. When it was Xueying's turn, there were not many left. Everyone was secretly glad that they were lucky. Say it early.

Xueying stood up in the eyes of everyone, cleared her throat, and recited the poem she had written on the bottom of the box: "Double stars are meeting tonight, leaving me with a hook on the moon in front of the court."

This poem, which is very consistent with the theme of Chinese Valentine's Day, immediately won a round of applause.

"it is good!"

"Nice poem!"

"Miss Xueying is indeed both talented and beautiful."

Hearing this sentence, Xueying, who is both talented and beautiful, found it very helpful. She nodded to everyone and asked deliberately: "Is there anyone else who hasn't said anything?"

After saying that, Xueying looked at Shen Ruoyan and said, "Girl, you seem to be the only one who hasn't said anything. Can't you think of it?"

Shen Ruoyan had been waiting for her words for a long time, shook her head and said: "No, no, I was just thinking about the sentence you just recited. The poem is a good poem, but..."

"It's just what?" Xueying decided that Shen Ruoyan was just a worthless vase, but she still dared to pick on herself?

Shen Ruoyan supported her head with one hand and asked: "If I remember correctly, the person who composed this poem seems to be a remnant of the previous dynasty. There are so many adults present today. Miss Xueying, you specially recited this poem, is it? What’s your intention?”

Xueying's expression changed after hearing this.

In the brothel, she was not particularly beautiful. In order to be the top one, she established herself as a talented girl and often recited some obscure poems to show her talent.

Unexpectedly, this poem had this origin. Xueying was immediately frightened. She quickly knelt down beside the governor and begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The little girl is ignorant. She just suddenly remembered such a sentence and said it. There is no other intention.”

The governor lowered his head and glanced at Xueying who was crying. The way the woman lay at his feet crying greatly aroused his manly mentality. He really wanted to pull her into his arms and comfort her.

But if this poem is spread out today and heard by interested people, they will definitely take the opportunity to read it.

Compared to his own future, a woman is nothing. The governor, who had been very fond of Xueying just now, said with a straight face: "Come here, drag this woman with ulterior motives away from me..."

Halfway through his words, he was suddenly interrupted by a crisp voice.

"I remembered that although the poet was a remnant of the previous dynasty, he later changed his ways and made a lot of contributions to our Daning. Miss Xueying may not have other intentions." Shen Ruoyan came to Xueying's rescue. road.

She originally thought that Xueying was someone sent by the imperial concubine, so she deliberately tripped her up. Seeing that she was prostrate in front of the governor, kowtowing and begging for mercy, she was basically ruled out as a suspect.

"Haha, it turned out to be a misunderstanding." After hearing this, the governor's face immediately softened. He took Xueying's hand and led her directly to his lap, and kissed her hard on the cheek. "Miss Xueying, please leave." Cry, look at your tears melting my heart."

Xueying was still in shock, so she naturally resigned herself to the governor's dirty tricks.

After a small episode, the game ended quickly.

Some people are still thinking about the bet, "It doesn't mean that the winner can let the loser take an item from his body, but who wins? Who loses?"

Xueying naturally became the loser because of her negligence just now.

Everyone originally wanted to elect the governor as the winner, but the poem he recited was too simple. It was a sentence that a three-year-old could say, but in the end he won against them. It was really unreasonable.

In the end, it was the governor who took the initiative to say: "What the Young Pavilion Master said just now..."

Halfway through, he was suddenly at a loss for words. He was such a drunkard that he really couldn't remember what Lu Yan had just said. He could only blurt it out with a smile, and then said: "It's really an aftertaste! Why don't we let our young master Lord come and exercise this authority.”

Faced with the governor's deliberate overture, Lu Yan was okay with it, but Xueying, the one who was punished, suddenly lit up her eyes and looked at Lu Yan affectionately.

Xueying asked shyly: "Young Pavilion Master, what do you want from the slave family?"