My wife is not a demon

The same goes for the concubine.

Chen Mu was immediately happy, and waved his hand: "Let's go, save money."

As soon as the four of Chen Mu left, Jiyuelou announced the final winning poem.

There are two songs in total:

The first song is called "The Jade Girl Dances in Neon Clothes"

The dance moves with the wind and recovers, and the singing sounds like a chime rhyme.

Qian Hui went to the festival to fill in the lyrics, and her delicate eyes flowed into the temples like waves.

When this poem was published, it immediately aroused heated discussions among the people.Originally, there were still some unconvinced losers, but they couldn't help but sigh in admiration, with endless aftertaste.

This really describes the charm and charm of a woman's dancing posture, as if recreating that dancing posture, a fine work.

The second song is called "Beauty"

There is a beautiful woman in Jiyue, who is peerless and independent.

Regardless of the city, consider the country.

Wouldn't you rather know the allure of the city and the allure of the country?A beautiful woman is hard to come by again.

As soon as this poem came out, the audience was instantly ignited, and those talented people who were still a little bit unwilling to the previous poem were even more amazed.

The words are exaggerated, the simplicity is better than the complexity, and the imaginary is full of reality.

Its degree of discussion is almost as hot as that of the previous song "The Ancients Are Not Seen Before", and it was praised all the time.

Especially when people learned that "Jade Girl Dances in Neon Clothes" and this song "Beauty" are from the same person, they were even more amazed and eager to know who the big shot is.

And then Jiyuelou announced the author's name——

Awei.

Hearing this name, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

What the hell is Awei?Never heard of it.Then someone shouted:

"Is Mr. Wei here?"

"Who is Ah Wei!?"

"Senior Ah Wei, please come out and meet me!"

"..."

It's a pity that everyone shouted for a long time and there was no movement.

A beggar who was resting with his eyes squinted after drinking leftovers was very disturbed when he heard the crowd shouting, and cursed casually: "Awei is dead, stop shouting!"

Ah Wei is dead?

The sound penetrated the noisy scene, causing everyone to be silent for a while.

Then the rumors slowly picked up.

It is said that senior Ah Wei thought of an old friend after seeing Xue Caiqing, so he wrote about the beautiful woman and jumped into the river to commit suicide.

It is also said that Mr. Ah Wei thought that his poems were not selected, so he jumped into the river to commit suicide in grief and indignation.

Some people also said that Ah Wei committed suicide by jumping into the river for Xue Caiqing.

In short, the rumors are getting more and more outrageous.

On the second day, it was hard to distinguish between the real and the fake, and there were even many poems commemorating Ah Wei and some elegiac couplets on the street.

The name Awei spread like a virus and was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

...presumably he was indeed dead.

Chapter 213 The Empress Dowager and His Majesty's Will!

The first dawn of the East.

The morning fog gradually dissipated, and the outlines of trees and houses gradually became clear.

Qing Luo, who had prepared a delicious breakfast, waited for the two of them not to come, so she ran to the bedroom to check, but before she reached the door, she heard the sound of 'fighting' coming from inside.

One attacked ferociously, and the other defended hard.

The defensive side was clearly on the verge of collapse, begging for mercy constantly.

Qingluo sighed: "Sister is so pitiful, she is enduring this pain alone, why don't you let me help you bear it?"

Back in the living room, after waiting for half an hour, the radiant Bai Xianyu came late.

A white dress is like a whirlwind.

Coupled with the charming and ruddy beautiful face, it looks like a crabapple flower in full bloom.

Following behind was a brother-in-law with trembling legs.

"Sure enough, there are only cows that are exhausted, and there is hardly a field that can be plowed." Qingluo felt sorry for her brother-in-law.

"Stinky girl likes to slap her mouth, doesn't she?"

Bai Xianyu grabbed her green radish and jade-like ears, and an intoxicating blush crept up on her cold and charming face, and cursed. "It's useless to give you a chance."

Glancing at the overworked husband who sat down on the table, he couldn't help but feel apologetic.

But when he thought that it was the other party who got up early in the morning and had to do morning exercise, he secretly cursed, "It deserves it".

"Don't worry, my cow is still very energetic."

Chen Mu chuckled.

Qingluo blinked her beautiful eyes, and her pretty round face was full of anticipation, she whispered: "There is still a piece of land with fertile soil that hasn't been cultivated, or—"

"Develop it yourself." Chen Mu said lightly.

Cows also need rest.

My selfish sister-in-law, why don't you consider Niu Zi's feelings?

"Humph!"