The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

At this time, a figure ran over quickly with small steps.

"Your Majesty! Xinyue Tea House has a big move!"

With that said, Eunuch Cao handed a piece of paper to Jiang Zheng.

Jiang Zheng took a look, his eyes lit up immediately, he immediately pushed the two guards away, and patted the black-faced man affectionately on the shoulder.

"Invincible! You gave birth to a good son!"

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Four more ten thousand words.

Call it a day~

It will be on the shelves on December [-]st, so I won’t say more.

Bibi in a low voice: Literati, don't you have a manuscript?

Chapter 100: Brothel!Brother Ritian is here to squeeze your wool! (one more)

This page of paper is top grade rice paper.

There are six big characters in the book published on the stage: Mid-Autumn Festival of the Full Moon.

The host is Xinyue Tea House, and the main program is the full version of "The Son-in-Law". There will be private seats for a fee in the open space under the stage and in the boxes on the river, and the open space on the other side of the river allows people in the barren country to watch it for free.

Jiang Zheng is well aware of the popularity of "The Son-in-Law" in the capital in recent days. Every night, the Xinyue Teahouse across the river is full of seats, just waiting for the half-hour-long half-stage show. In just a few days, it has already happened. There have been several accidents in which people in the barren country fell into the river.

The only fly in the ointment is that up to now, "The Son-in-law" has only been released for half of the show.

Feng Suzhen had been thinking about saving Li Yun for seven days, but she never left her home.

It can be foreseen that no matter how much the seats can sell for this Mid-Autumn Festival, the other side of the river will definitely be full.

Of course, Jiang Zheng wasn't interested in this at all.

How much money Zhao Hao can make, he doesn't care at all.

What he cares about is the epilogue at the bottom left of the rice paper.

May it last forever!

A thousand miles together!

Ah this...

This poem, at first glance, is at the level of a famous poem through the ages.

Although there was only such a sentence, Jiang Zheng saw the clue at a glance.

Just in front of this poem, there is a very faint smudge, like a complete word, the ink in front of it has been diluted, leaving only this sentence.

Isn't this queer enough to challenge the literary circles of the Four Kingdoms?

"Good boy!"

"What a boy!"

Jiang Zheng was overjoyed, and every time he praised, he patted the black-faced man on the shoulder hard.

The black-faced man was sullen at first.

But looking at the happy expression of the second father of the emperor, every time he was photographed, the resentment in his heart dissipated a little, and he was happy to be photographed within a few seconds, and he laughed.

"Second father of the emperor..."

Jiang Zheng raised his eyebrows: "What did you call me?"

The black-faced man quickly changed his words: "My father-in-law! My father-in-law, so you are also a fan of "The Son-in-Law"?"

"fan?"

Jiang Zheng was stunned for a moment: "What is a fan?"

The black-faced man explained: "It means that you also like "The Son-in-Law". I thought you hadn't watched it. When did you visit it privately?"

Concubine's fan, thank you for thinking it out!

Jiang Zheng felt that if he followed the black-faced man's train of thought, he might not be able to get to the point all day and night, so he said bluntly: "I praise your Hao'er, not "The Son-in-Law", but it!"

The black-faced man asked puzzledly: "I wish you a long life, a thousand miles away, what do you mean?"

Jiang Zheng scolded: "I usually ask you to read more books, but you don't, you just go to herd cattle! What do you mean, guess for yourself!"

"moon……"

The black-faced man looked solemn: "I don't know what this word means, but it is next to the female character. It should be a woman's name. Thousands of miles to share Chanjuan, to share Chanjuan... Could it be that there is a person named Chanjuan in every place?" The girls in the brothel, even though they are separated by thousands of miles, sleep together with Chanjuan."

"???"

The muscles on Jiang Zheng's face were a little stiff: "What about the last sentence?"

The black-faced man still seriously analyzed: "I wish people a long time, this sentence is easy to understand, but the meaning does not match the last sentence... I understand! This 'long time' is a pun. My wife just told me about it a few days ago. However, this is a profound technique! As expected of Haoer, Fengyue Shi is simply invincible!"

Jiang Zheng: "???"

The black-faced man said excitedly: "My father-in-law, how is my analysis?"

Jiang Zheng took a few deep breaths, and finally resisted hitting the black-faced man, and just waved his hand weakly: "Yes, yes! You go home and tell your father not to pretend to be sick, Zhao Hao can really sink Hold on!"

"Hey! Good!"

The black-faced man happily left the Qianqing Palace, thinking that although he was aggrieved by hiding at home these few days, he had read several books with his wife, and his literary literacy was steadily increasing!

Otherwise, you may not be able to see the deep meaning of this poem.

After the black-faced man left, Jiang Zheng's expression gradually became playful.

He looked at Eunuch Cao: "Big companion, what do you think?"

Eunuch Cao hurriedly bowed: "Your Majesty! Zhao Hao's poetic talent is indeed outstanding, and this time he should be able to show off the glory of our barren country's literary world!"

Jiang Zheng asked again: "And then? What else?"

Eunuch Cao looked puzzled: "Is there any other meaning? I don't know..."

Jiang Zheng scolded with a smile: "You old dog! Why do you become more and more timid as you live? Forget it, you can inform me and pay close attention to every move of Zhen Guo Mansion and Xinyue Tea House. I want to see this dog. This time What is the purpose of being so calm!"