Chu Tianxiu song after song, and once he let go, no one could stop him.

All the playboys of all sizes were dumbfounded and could only accept them.

Chen Wanbao was stunned and exclaimed: "Little Hunhou, in terms of style, you are amazing... amazing... convinced! I am convinced!"

No wonder Xiaohunhou fired a fire at the prince and spoke up.

Joo-er lowered her head, her face full of shyness when she heard it.

She understood...I understand!

Sooner or later, she will have that day.

This time, without the urge of the guests on the pleasure boat, Chu Tianxiu came directly.

Let’s take another poem, the 46th version of Qianlong’s version of “Laughter Lin Guangji”.

"Sitting alone in the study and being a wife, this love is not known to outsiders. If you change your left hand to your right hand, you will stop your wife and marry again.

One leap and one leap, one leap and one leap, my bones were all over itchy."

All poems and essays have been said.

Let’s have a famous folk song.

"The north wind is a little cold in January. My sister-in-law asked my sister-in-law how to play, and she killed the toad and straightened her legs. The little chicken drank water and faced the sky, and the bee hugged her little eyes to play!"

Chu Tianxiu didn't know what this folk tune said.

He can't write poetry at all.

All these poems are written by ancient celebrities and folk people, and none of them were written by himself.

He is just a porter of nature... no, a porter of famous ancient works.

You said, these ancient people had nothing to do at night and were idle, so they knew how to write these vulgar poems.

Chu Tianxiu was critical of this.

criticize!

Severe criticism!

Let’s have another song, the famous work of "Youth Travel" by Zhou Bangyan, a famous poet of the Northern Song Dynasty and the Imperial College, and the master of the graceful school.

""Youth Travel": The sword is like water... The new orange is broken with a slender hand.

The brocade tent is warm at the beginning, and the beast smoke is constantly rising, and sitting in front of you adjusts the sheng.

...It's already three updates in the city... It's better to stop going...!"

This song makes people feel weak all over.

Under the poems and poems of Chu Tianxiu.

The entire misty and rainy boat swayed and wandered in the Qinhuai River.

The small boat, roaring its oars~!

Zuer listened to it, his spiritual eyes were blurred and his expression was slightly drunk.

My son-in-law's boat was driving too bumpy, and she was already seasick.

...

The three dukes and nine ministers on the third floor of this pleasure boat were all dumbfounded, opening their mouths and unable to say a word.

you!

this...?

Xiao Hunhou, is this a boat racing?

The censor Kong Hanyou lowered his head in shame. If he had known that Xiao Hunhou's interesting poems were gushing out, he would not have praised Xiao Hunhou's noble character.

“…”

Emperor Xiang Yanran took a deep breath.

Calm, calm.

Xiao Hunhou, this little calf... It was passed down from Hunhou's mansion from generation to generation and is extremely stupid.

However, Xiao Hunhou is indeed talented in writing small poems!

No wonder Xiao Hunhou attracted bees and butterflies so much that the girls in Jinling City were very moved.

“…”

Queen Cui Rou's cheeks were flying, her breathing was slightly short of breath, covering her face with a fan, and she couldn't bear to look at her.
Chapter completed!