Concubine Shizi, she convinces people with cubs

Chapter 5 Exactly What I Taught

At this moment, the little milk boy said confidently: "My mother is not an idiot, she taught me to recite poetry!"

Wu Wenbai let out a chuckle, and looked at Luo Wanshu who was not far away with a pensive expression: "Your mother can also recite poems? Hahaha, maybe she doesn't even know a few big characters?"

"Hmph, don't you believe me? Then I'll prove it to you!" No matter how smart he was, he was only four years old this year, so he couldn't remember what awards his mother had won.In his opinion, being able to recite poems is already super powerful.

During the Chinese New Year, he went to recite poems for his grandparents, and his grandparents praised him for being smart!Every time I give him a lot of lucky money.

Clearing his throat, the little milk boy was full of emotion, and began to recite in a rhythmic tone: "Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.

See you, Gaotangmingjing has white hair in sorrow, and the morning is like blue silk and snow in the evening.

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Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold, Hu'er will exchange fine wines, and sell eternal sorrows with you! "

After reciting a poem, everyone looked at the little baby in shock.

This poem is really good!It's heart-pounding!What kind of people should be able to write such magnificent and magnificent poems?
There was a burst of applause from the crowd, and everyone applauded the little milk baby again and again, and praised without hesitation.

The little milk boy waved his hands calmly: "My mother taught me well."

Everyone whispered: "What's going on? Didn't you say that Miss Luo San is an idiot?"

"Could it be that she's hiding something?"

Wu Wenbo's eyes on Luo Wanshu also became strange.The reason why he took a fancy to Bai Xiucui was because she could recite poems and make love.But compared with this one, the love poems she wrote are far worse in style.

Bai Xiucui also knew the difference between the two, her face turned green and white, and she called Wu Wenbai several times, wanting him to take her out of this place as soon as possible.

It's a pity that Wu Wenbo's attention was all on Luo Wanshu, and he didn't notice her at all.

He couldn't hold back his face, his voice became tense, and he asked in disbelief: "Luo Wanshu, is what this child said true? Did you really teach him this poem?"

If he asked "Did you write this poem", the little milk boy would definitely say with contempt, "Uncle, don't you even know Li Bai? Here is Li Bai's poem!" But he didn't ask, the little milk boy Of course the baby will not explain.Wu Wenbai didn't know yet, he missed an opportunity to learn the truth.

Luo Wanshu was silent for a while, her eyes flicked across Meng Xianya's face.Thinking that because she was divorced twice, she, the daughter of a dignified commander, could only marry the son of a merchant, and her parents couldn't hold their heads up anymore.

In order to stabilize the Wu family, Meng Xianya, a second-rank imperial order, humiliated herself and endured the humiliation of the Wu family.

Not to mention her, she was covered in dirty water and stigma.The whip couldn't stop Yoyo's mouth, it was the appearance of the little milk baby who helped her vent her anger.

After thinking about the whole thing, she smiled suddenly, as bright as a peach blossom: "That's right, I taught it."

Wu Wenbai gasped, covered his heart, and took three steps back in shock.

"It's impossible! If you really have such a talent, why didn't you show it before? Who may have written this poem!"

Luo Wanshu knew better than anyone that she had never heard this poem before, but she didn't turn back when she opened her bow. Her face was extremely calm, and she said with confidence: "How much do you know about me?"

(End of this chapter)