Quickly wear a child: a beautiful woman with many children brings happiness

"It's just a small favor." Yun Yuan curved her beautiful eyes and gave him a faint smile: "I'm glad you're okay. I'm going back now. This room is for you to rest."

Gu Xiao said: "Please tell me your name, I will reward you handsomely one day."

Yun Yuan shook her head, her hairpin shaking slightly, "No need for a big reward, I don't have many maids with me this time, I'm going to help pick osmanthus flowers for the temple, if you are willing, Master Gu, please help me pack my things."

"Of course I am willing." Gu Xiao saw Yun Yuan quickly packing her things, her clothes fluttering like a flying butterfly, and his heart moved: "The girl seems to be in a hurry?"

"Yes." Yun Yuan kept moving: "There will be a competition tomorrow."

Gu Xiao was about to collect the books that Yun Yuan had placed on the table, and asked, "What is the written test?"

He rode back to the capital at full speed, and the news he received from the capital was still from half a month ago.

"It's a competition among four nations." Yun Yuan put the amulet she had obtained from the temple into the box. "The winner can marry Princess Wen Xin. Today we're competing in Cuju and horsemanship. It happened that the temple's ephemeral flowers were in bloom, so I didn't go."

Gu Xiao didn't speak for a long time. Yun Yuan turned around and saw him looking at the poetry collection that Yun Yuan had read. After a long time, he asked in a calm voice.

"Where did this collection of poems come from?"

"I bought it from a desert merchant. I can't understand it. If you like it, I'll give it to you." Yun Yuan said calmly, "To be honest, I'm from Loulan. I can speak Daxia, but reading poetry is really difficult for me."

"Thank you." Gu Xiao lowered his eyelids so that his expression could not be seen, and he put the poetry collection in his arms.

The guard carried the things onto the carriage, and Yun Yuan waved to him: "I'm leaving now, see you again if we're lucky."

Gu Xiao also waved, returned to the room, and carefully read the poetry collection.

The collection of poems records in great detail, including romanticism, realism, elegance, boldness... even the author's life and the circumstances under which the author wrote the poems are clearly written.

An Mengru said that she wrote from her heart, but how could she, who had never left the capital, write from her heart, and in such a variety of styles? He had never doubted it before.

Gu Xiao's eyes were filled with darkness. How much he liked An Mengru before, how much he hated her now. He regarded her as his confidant, and all the rare things he got at the border were sent to him from thousands of miles away, but she treated him like a fool!

She must have been particularly proud to see him being so fascinated by her.

[Host, Gu Xiao's favorability towards An Mengru has dropped to negative. ]

Yun Yuan leaned lazily against the carriage. Gu Xiao liked An Mengru because of her poetry, so naturally he would hate her for plagiarizing poetry. This brought An Mengru one step closer to being ruined, and he was happy.

【Who scored in today's game? 】

[Cuju was played by the Xiongnu, and horsemanship was played by the Dayuan. They brought a Ferghana horse. When Loulan played Cuju, it encountered the Xiongnu and was badly beaten.]

The Huns were stocky and short (that's what the history books say, and that's also what I imagined), and they were very agile among the crowd.

They had long been resentful of the decision of the Emperor of Daxia, and used many tricks during the game of Cuju to intentionally harm the Loulan people. However, the Loulan people were afraid of the other side's national strength and did not dare to fight back.

There was a lot of complaints on the field. The Huns restrained themselves a little after being warned, but the Loulan people were injured and had no chance of winning.

So far, Xiongnu, Dayuan, and Wusun each have one point, and Loulan has two points, all of which were won by Yun Yuan.

There are math, geography and wrestling competitions tomorrow, and Yun Yuan decided to join in the fun in the first two.

...............

At night, Gu Xiao avoided the guards and broke into An Mengru's bedroom.

An Mengru wanted to scream, but Gu Xiao covered her mouth.

"it's me."

Hearing Gu Xiao's voice, An Mengru stopped struggling. Gu Xiao let go of her hand and wiped it on the hem of her clothes. In the darkness, An Mengru did not see his little movement.

An Mengru glared at him reproachfully and lit the light again.

"Brother Gu Xiao, you really scared me to death. I thought I would see you in two days. How come you came back so soon?"

"Of course it's to see you." Gu Xiao said.

Seeing that he was holding a package, An Mengru happily took it and said as she opened it, "Let me see, what gift did Brother Gu Xiao bring me again?"

Gu Xiao looked at her quietly. The smile on An Mengru's face gradually disappeared. She frowned and took out the book. "Why is it a collection of poems?"

Gu Xiao said calmly: "Open it and take a look."

An Mengru opened it in confusion.

The green mountains are hidden in the distance, the water is far away; the grass in the south of the Yangtze River is still green at the end of autumn; on a moonlit night under the Twenty-Four Bridges, where is the beauty teaching me to play the flute?

It was the poem she had written. An Mengru asked, "Brother Gu Xiao, is this the collection of poems for me?"

"Look again."

An Mengru was puzzled. When she saw the column about the author's life, her hands shook and the collection of poems fell to the ground.

She said excitedly: "Where did this come from? I ask you where did this come from?"

Seeing her reaction, the last bit of hope in Gu Xiao's heart disappeared.

"Don't ask where it came from. I just want to ask you, why did you plagiarize other people's poems and say they were written by you?"

"I, I didn't!" An Mengru tried to argue: "This is what I wrote. The poets in it are all made up. I have never heard of them."

"What about the wine?"

An Mengru said: "Of course I wrote it too."

"Don't fool yourself. There is no King Chen in our history, nor is there any allusion to entertain Ping Leguan. Mr. Cen and Mr. Danqiu are characters that only appeared at Li Bai's drinking party. You, a teetotal lady, can't write a grand and bold toast."

An Mengru's face turned pale.

"There are also stories about Zhuangzi dreaming of butterflies in the morning and King Wang placing his love on the cuckoo. These are allusions unique to the country in the collection of poems. You said you wrote the poem, so wouldn't it be better if you used allusions from our history?"

"I, I..." An Mengru stepped back guiltily: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Gu Xiao would not allow her to escape. He grabbed her shoulders with his iron-like hands and stared into her eyes: "Why did you lie to me?"

"I didn't, I didn't!" An Mengru struggled hard, suddenly picked up the poetry collection and tore it into pieces, opened the door, and shouted frantically: "Someone, there's a thief in my yard, beat him to death with sticks!"

Gu Xiao had no intention of running away. He wanted to make a big deal out of this. If An Mengru treated him like a fool, she should be prepared for revenge.

The guards heard the noise and ran in. They were stunned when they saw Gu Xiao. Isn't this General Gu, the god of war of Daxia? He was beaten to death with clubs. They were afraid that they would be beaten to death by General Gu.

Isn't Miss An Er on good terms with General Gu? How come...

The guard did not dare to make a decision and hurried to ask Duke Anguo for instructions.

There was such a big commotion in the mansion that An Jingyun hurried over.

An Mengru was madly chasing and hacking at Gu Xiao with the guard's sword, but how could Gu Xiao let her hit him? He kicked her to the ground at An Jingyun's feet.

"Meng Ru!" An Jingyun quickly helped her up and angrily asked, "General Gu, what do you mean?"