Red Dust Daqian

After listening to Zhou Sen's narration and understanding the cause and effect of the incident, Shen Qianrou fell into deep thought.

Zhou Sen still had some expectations for Shen Qianrou. After all, Qianmu Hall had taken shape under Shen Qianrou's management. She was a well-known figure in the business world. In addition, Shen Qianrou was familiar with poetry and articles, so she should be able to give some constructive suggestions. Maybe all the problems would be solved with Shen Qianrou's reminders.

After thinking for a while, Shen Qianrou chanted softly: "Looking back and smiling, she is so charming that all the beauties in the palace pale in comparison." Zhou Sen nodded, "Hmm" the poem was correct. Shen Qianrou suddenly became excited and said: "Mr. Mumu, is this the poem you wrote for Sister Xiangcao? It is so touching and beautiful. You can write about Senior Sister Xiangcao so beautifully."

After saying that, Shen Qianrou became even more excited. Without giving Zhou Sen a chance to explain, she grabbed Zhou Sen's arm and said coquettishly, "No, husband Mumu, Qianrou is jealous. You wrote about Senior Sister Xiangcao so beautifully. Senior Sister Xiangcao has her own exclusive poems, which are eternal masterpieces. Husband, take a closer look at Qianrou. Is Qianrou beautiful? Qianrou also wants husband to write a poem for Qianrou that belongs to her alone..." Shen Qianrou pulled the hem of her skirt and danced in front of Zhou Sen.

Zhou Sen was so shocked by Shen Qianrou's speech that his mouth opened wide. Where is his moral integrity? Is this the point? Now that someone has caught him and forced him to participate in the poetry conference, he is already worried. Shen Qianrou's first thought is jealousy. She wants Zhou Sen to write poems for her and praise her beauty! He doesn't know the importance of things and has no moral integrity. Is he still the big man who dominates the business world? He is just a little woman!

Zhou Sen slapped his forehead in worry, feeling that it was a sin. He quickly supported Shen Qianrou, who was swaying in front of him, and said, "Qianrou, this is not the point. The problem now is that I can't write poetry. If we can't win the first prize in the poetry competition, I, your husband, will say goodbye to you and die. Do you understand?"

Shen Qianrou seemed to have taken it to heart and stopped wandering. Zhou Sen asked seriously, "You really haven't heard of this poem before? Don't you know Bai Juyi, the hermit of Xiangshan?" Shen Qianrou blinked Kazilan's big eyes, tried to recall, and replied affirmatively, "I have never heard of such a beautiful sentence, nor have I heard of Bai Juyi, the hermit of Xiangshan. Anyone who can come up with such a beautiful sentence must have been famous in Daqian and it is impossible for him to be unknown."

Zhou Sen was a little excited and blurted out, "You haven't even heard of Bai Juyi! Then whose poems have you read? Li Bai, Du Fu, Li Shangyin, Du Mu, Wang Wei, Wang Bo?" Zhou Sen listed a long list of names of famous poets in his memory.

Xiangcao, Shen Qianrou, and Shen Yueer all shook their heads in confusion, wondering if Zhou Sen couldn't bear the stimulation? He was a little confused. Are all the poets he mentioned? Daqian has never had these poets he mentioned?

Shen Qianrou stroked Zhou Sen's face and comforted him, "Husband, don't worry, there will be a way. Who are those people you just mentioned? We have never heard of them."

Zhou Sen felt as if he was awakened by something. He pondered for a moment and asked, "Have you heard of the poems Quiet Night Thoughts, Zeng Wanglun, Three Officials and Three Farewells, Brocade Zither, Mooring at Qinhuai, Longing for Love, and Tengwang Pavilion?" Shen Qianrou also pondered for a moment and asked doubtfully, "Mr. Mumu, did you remember the names of the poems wrongly? I have never heard of most of the ones you mentioned. Do you know the specific poems? Qianrou will help you look them up later..."

Zhou Sen quickly stopped Shen Qianrou from talking and gestured to the three people, "Be quiet for a moment, let me think about it." After that, Zhou Sen fell into a long contemplation, recalling the few classics and texts he had come into contact with in the past 20 years. It seems that the historical trajectory of this time and space after the Qin and Han dynasties no longer overlaps with the original world, and a great deviation has occurred. In the time and space that is getting farther and farther away from him, the poets after the Qin and Han dynasties no longer exist here.

The poems that Zhou Sen had memorized in the previous time and space should not have appeared in this time and space! Then if I borrowed a poem at random, wouldn't it be easy to win the championship of the poetry competition? In this way, all problems would be solved.

Thinking of this, Zhou Sen excitedly picked up Shen Qianrou in front of him and said with emotion: "She's saved. You don't have to worry. The poetry competition will be easy to handle."

Qian Rou was a little shy when she was picked up in front of Xiangcao and Shen Yue'er. She was afraid that Zhou Sen was too stimulated and said something nonsense. She gently pushed Zhou Sen away and tried to ask, "Mr. Mumu, are you sure you can win the poetry competition?" Xiangcao and Shen Yue'er were also confused. Zhou Sen nodded affirmatively.

In order to confirm the truth of what Zhou Sen said, Shen Qianrou asked again: "Mr. Mumu, you are so confident that you can win the first prize in the poetry competition. Then please write a poem for Qianrou. Qianrou also wants to have a poem of her own like her senior sister. I don't ask for it to be passed down through the ages, but only for you to write it for me."

Looking at Shen Qianrou's expectant eyes, Zhou Sen also wanted to confirm again whether the poems he had memorized before existed in this time and space.

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Sen recited to Shen Qianrou affectionately: "The moth is covered with golden threads of snow willow. The smile is full of fragrance. I searched for him among the crowd for hundreds of times. Suddenly I turned around and found him, in the dim light."

After Zhou Sen finished reciting, the room fell into complete silence. Shen Qianrou was shocked first, and Xiangcao and Shen Yueer also felt incredible. Is this still the Zhou Sen they knew? Usually, he would swear and say vulgar words. Today, he could speak poems, and the artistic conception of the poems was so beautiful, with unique ideas, profound connotations, and superb skills. It should not only come from a love veteran, but also from a great poet.

But this famous line that will be passed down through the ages was indeed written by Zhou Sen, who is usually cheerful. It is incredible that he wrote two poems in one day, both of which are excellent words and sentences.

Xiangcao and Shen Yue'er were still in shock. At this moment, Shen Qianrou was already crying silently, and in a short while, her tears were pouring out.

Zhou Sen didn't know what was wrong with Shen Qianrou, so he quickly touched her and comforted her: "Qianrou, what's wrong with you? Why are you still crying?" Shen Qianrou cried and hugged Zhou Sen, repeating softly: "I have searched for him among the crowd for hundreds of times. Suddenly I looked back and found him, in the dimming lights. Mr. Mumu, Qianrou is moved. Qianrou has always believed that my feelings for you were just one-sided. Today I know your true intentions, and Mr. Mumu still has Qianrou in his heart. My husband wrote such a beautiful poem for me, and I will be moved for the rest of my life."