Chapter 189 No Fever

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"It rains suddenly in the hot weather of June. Strange peaks of dew emerge from the clouds. Tender lotuses are tied around the waist on the swamp. The wind blows with dew. There is no heat in the palace of King Kang."

Afraid of the sun, the pavilions are full of remnants of flowers and sticks. The swallows flew away beside the curtain. The green bowl knocks on the ice where the jade is. Morning and evening. Old friend, the wind is quick and cool. "

Ning Wuyang deliberately changed "King Liang" in the original word to "King Kang".

Combined with the fact that Zhou Jingxian opened an ice drink shop, everyone immediately realized that this poem was dedicated to Princess Xian!

Everyone looked at Zhou Jingxian with envy.

Princess Xian's life is really good.

This is the second time that Ning Shixian has written lyrics in front of others, and it is also the second time that he has given her lyrics to her.

As soon as this poem spread, who didn't know that Kang Wang's iced drinks could be eaten freely.

I made an appointment with an old friend to go to Princess Xian's ice drink shop to eat ice and judge the words, which suddenly raised the ice drink issue to a new level.

If others were just envious, then Zhou An was jealous.

Is there no trouble in the palace of King Kang?

Zhou Jingxian thinks beautifully!

Not only did he want to kill Ning Wuchang, but he also wanted to kill Zhou Jingxian. Zhou Jingxian's ice drink shop would close down after only a few days.

And that King Kang, my father will kill King Kang sooner or later!

Ning Wuhuang saw the undisguised murderous intent on Zhou An's face and continued to stimulate him.

"Anhou, what do you think of this poem?"

Zhou An's originally livid face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

He didn't want to answer the question.

But at this moment, Jiang Yan's voice came from above his head: "Marquis An was so eloquent just now that he wanted Mr. Ning to recite poems and write lyrics. Now that Mr. Ning has fulfilled your wish, why is he silent?"

Ning Wuhuang secretly gave a thumbs up, raised his head and smiled at Jiang Yan: What a beautiful fight!

Zhou An raised his head and looked at Jiang Yan, who was deliberately fanning the flames. His back molars were almost broken, so he resisted and did not let the guards drag Jiang Yan down and beat him.

Hold it!

Since Su Rui took over the affairs of the Ye family, his father's power in Jiangnan Province has been greatly affected and marginalized. In addition to being the prefect of Jinling and the chief historian of Jiangnan Province, Jiang Yan may also be the governor of Jiangnan Province in the future.

In this tone, for the sake of his father, he must endure this momentary humiliation.

Even if he didn't want to admit that this poem was well written, and he didn't want King Kang to be known to the world's literati because of it, at this point, he could only hold his nose and admit it.

"good!"

Zhou An squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

Just this word.

Let people know that there is no possibility of saying more.

"It's not easy to get Anhou's approval."

Ning Wuyan smiled helplessly at the students and girls who looked at him with bright eyes and bewildered expressions.

"I know you still want to hear my lyrics, but if I keep reading, the ice cubes in your bowl will melt."

"How about this? Later I will write down the new words that will be given to the three ice drink shops and send them to their shops to hang them up. Then everyone can comment while eating ice drinks. How about it?"

Ning Wuyan looked at Shen Youchu and the others.

The three of them were just like other people, staring at him dreamily.

no way.

Ning Wuhuang's confident look as he wrote the lyrics just now is so dazzling that people can't take their eyes away.

Especially Zhou Jingxian.

In fact, she has never been interested in reciting poems and writing lyrics.

However, after Ning Wuyan wrote her into a poem last time, she felt that her life was not in vain if she could be recorded in poems.

The result was unexpected.

Ning Wuyang sent her another poem without saying anything, and also wrote about her father and the entire Prince Kang's palace!

How virtuous and capable is she?

"Miss Shen, Miss Ji, and Princess Xian, if you don't speak, do you disagree with my opinion?"

When Ning Wuyan saw that they hadn't come back to their senses for a long time, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He knew that in Daxing, people who could recite poems and write lyrics would be looked down upon.

But the poems he had written before were enough to produce a collection of poems.

It's not like he had such a strong reaction because of the poem he just recited, right?

It was Shen Youchu who was the first to recover from the shock and joy. She asked uncertainly: "Mr. Ning, do you really want to give each of us a poem?"

"Once a word is spoken, it is hard to follow."

Ning Wuyang made a hook gesture in the air and smiled tenderly at Shen Youchu.

Shen Youchu suddenly beamed with joy, grabbed Ji Jin's arm next to him, and swung it around excitedly.

great.

The dream has come true.

The most important thing is that it was not who received Ning Gongzi's poems, but she, Jin'er and Jingxian all shared in it.

Although she doesn't seem that special, it's really happy when everyone is happy together!

"Jin'er, with Mr. Ning's Mobao Town store, our ice drink shop will definitely be able to make a lot of money."

Will do.

Ji Jin nodded heavily and looked lovingly at Ning Wuyan, who although he did not usually communicate with her, always kept her in his heart, with a cheerful smile on his face.

In her opinion, compared to the ice drink shop, there is a lot of money.

Being able to receive the words from Ning Gongzi was her greatest reward for opening this ice drink shop.

Wow~~

Ning Wuyang stirred the ice water in the bowl and ordered the maid who was always there: "Add some more pure ice to everyone's bowls."

Then he urged everyone.

"Don't just think about poetry. The purpose of visiting the lake and enjoying the lotus today is to eat, drink and have fun. If you don't understand the way here thoroughly, how can you write a masterpiece without getting tired of the heat?"

Listening to your words is worth reading a thousand poems.

Everyone carefully savored the joy in the poems just now, as well as the experience of summer ice drinks.

No one thought about it anymore, taking advantage of the freshly released poems to learn from them and compose another one of their own.

Instead, he imitated Ning Wuyan and began to taste refreshing and delicious ice drinks.

Eat the chilled pulp.

Everyone sighed in comfort.

"readily."

In the crowd, someone who was an outspoken and talented man shouted loudly.

After eliciting good-natured laughter from the crowd, everyone ate their iced drinks even faster.

Cool!

So cool!

Holding a jade bowl, eating ice fruit, admiring the lotus flowers under the scorching sun, and playing with immortals like Jinling Poetry Xian Ning Wuhao.

Even if you just sit quietly in the boat, blowing the hot wind mixed with the fragrance of toilet water, that is one of the joys of life.

Everyone was happy.

Only Zhou An.

The ice cubes were grinding in his back molars, and when he saw Ning Wushan surrounded by everyone, his teeth were about to get sore.

Repeatedly, Ning Wuhuang was able to steal the spotlight.

He couldn't stay in this boat for more than a quarter of an hour.

Boom!

Just when Zhou An stood up.

A clear drumming sound suddenly came from the boat opposite.

Immediately afterwards, several strips of red silk hung down from the three-story roof of the painted boat opposite with a "whoosh" sound.

"Fei Tian Wu! Miss Wu Luan is going to do Fei Tian Wu!"

In the crowd, the knowledgeable ones shouted.

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a piano, like the tinkling of spring water, slowly flowing out from the painted boat opposite.

Wu Luan wore a pink dance dress, lightly wrapped her waist with a blue gauze borrowed from other girls, and walked barefoot.

She stared straight at Ning Wuyan, from the light lotus steps that appeared, to the wind under her feet, she jumped as gracefully as flying.