The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

"I know! Princess Huaixiu is the emperor's older sister, this should be ruled out..."

I don't know which little clever ghost said it.

There was a burst of laughter in the casino.

Not to mention that it is impossible for Zhao Hao to like grandma, even if there is a wrong string in his head, the emperor would not agree.

Good guy!

Grandson directly becomes brother-in-law?

Are you kidding me?

Two options ruled out, thirty more...

"Those princesses should also be ruled out! Good guy, the oldest is only eight years old!"

Someone else suggested.

Someone laughed and said, "Maybe Zhao Hao likes this one!"

The casino roared with laughter again.

The shopkeeper of the casino was not in a hurry, and covered up all the options excluded by everyone with wooden boards, including the name of the princess.

What everyone said was just a few words to dismiss Zhao Hao, no one really believed that Zhao Hao would marry a princess who was less than eight years old.

So there were only sixteen names left on the gaming table, and half of the original 32 names had been removed.

Then everyone was in trouble!

Most of these names have only been heard before, and some have never even heard of them.

How to choose this?

At this time, a female voice sounded: "Isn't Princess Leyang the one who Zhao Hao gave the poem to?"

Everyone turned their heads quickly and found that it was the proprietress of the restaurant next door.

Among the casinos, there are three religions and nine streams, and the desolate people's style is sturdy, unlike the Confucianism and Taoism prevailing in Qi State, and they don't pay attention to "men and women give or take each other". Naturally, there are women in the gambling workshop.

It's just that many people have never heard of the "allusion" of "Zhao Hao's gift of poems", so many people are in a state of confusion.

Until another woman asked, "Just the green, fat, red and thin one?"

Chapter 22: Bet!Bet me green, fat, red and thin!

"Green, fat, red and thin?"

Everyone was a little puzzled, and didn't understand what the green, fat, red and thin refers to.

After all, it has not been many years since the barren country completely expelled the alien race, and the cultural penetration rate is still frighteningly low. Except for the children of wealthy businessmen and powerful people, it is already very good for everyone else to be able to read.

Green, fat, red and thin?

What do you mean?

You tell me that I have a fat waist and a thin waist, and I don't know what it means!

They also felt that with Zhao Hao's temperament, maybe it really meant that, but how did those two parts connect with the two colors of red and green?

Everyone couldn't figure it out, so they had to boo.

"Miss Boss! Explain, explain!"

"That's right! The one in your family is also a literati poet, and he must know Zhao Hao better than us!"

"Exactly! All the girls in the brothel understand Zhao Hao's poems. The one in your family has never eaten pork, and has seen pigs run!"

"Hahaha!"

There was another burst of laughter in the gambling house, after all, in this area, everyone knew that the proprietress of the restaurant went to the brothel every day to catch men.

The proprietress was poked at the sore spot, and immediately gritted her teeth: "You fart! I will give him ten guts, but he won't even dare to go to the brothel!"

Someone asked: "Then this is green, fat, red and thin, who did you listen to?"

The proprietress faltered and said: "I don't remember, anyway, I heard someone else say it!"

There was a commotion among the crowd, but they didn't cancel too much, because looking at the lady boss, it was obvious that she couldn't explain why.

After the silence subsided, a poorly dressed scholar stood up and said slowly, "I've heard of this queer phrase before. It is rumored that one day Zhao Hao woke up in the brothel and opened the window just to see someone boating in the lake. Princess Leyang, amazed by her beauty to make words."

Everyone immediately became interested, and they booed and asked the scholar to read the words again.

The scholar didn't want to spoil everyone's interest, so he slowly recited:

"Last night, the rain was dredging and the wind was violent. The heavy sleep did not dissipate the residual wine. I tried the man with the curtain, but the begonia was still the same. Do you know, do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin."

As soon as the words came out, the entire casino fell into a brief silence.

Not because of how wonderful the word shock is, but...

Te Niang can't understand!

But it was rain, wind, and curtains, so it seemed to be doing well.

The scholar praised, "Good words! Good words!"

"Good words indeed!"

Everyone could only agree, and someone asked: "Sir! What is this poem about? Are you sure it is a love poem for Princess Leyang?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes fell on the scholar.

The scholar had never received such attention before, and he was at a loss for what to do. He could only wait for Ai Ai and said: "Is it a love poem? Xiaosheng dare not speak nonsense. According to Xiaosheng, this should be a word written by Zhao Hao when he recorded his life.

It probably means that although the rain was sparse last night, the wind kept blowing.

He slept soundly all night, but when he woke up, he still felt that the alcohol had not dissipated.

I asked the maid who was rolling up the curtain how the condition of Haitang outside was, and the maid said it was the same as yesterday.

But in fact, this season should be when the green leaves are lush and the red flowers are withered! "

Everyone was a little impatient.