As the two of them drank and talked more, Xu Que took out the gold paper.
"You want to compose a poem?" Kang Xingye asked drunkenly.
"Writing a poem, we have to use the words as a basis to prevent you from keeping your words!" Xu Que retorted.
Kang Xingye smiled and shook his head, grabbed the gold paper directly, and wrote on it the bet to attack Zheyang County, and then wrote the end time of the siege.
"Why didn't you write down the time of the siege?" Xu Que asked deliberately pretending to be drunk.
"Should I tell you when I will attack? Don't you know how to go into battle and plan?" Kang Xingye looked at Xu Que with a smile.
Xu Que's heart skipped a beat, but he still pretended not to care.
You know, it was him who said the words "going into battle to attack people". If it spread, it means that someone has planted an informant in the Xu family!
In fact, Xu Que thought too much. This sentence came from the Holy Family's military lineage. Because of this incident, Xu Que even investigated the Xu Mansion but found nothing. Later, from Huang Qianying's mouth, he knew that it was not the case. The problem at home is that he is too sensitive...
"Look, what do you think of this bet?" Kang Xingye pushed the gold paper to Xu Que and said.
After seeing that there was nothing wrong with the above content, Xu Que waved his hand and signed his name directly.
"Haha, okay, after today, you and I will meet on the battlefield!" Kang Xingye said with a laugh.
"You want to go to the battlefield?" Xu Que looked at Kang Xingye doubtfully.
Kang Xingye nodded: "You and I made a bet, and I will do it myself!"
"Okay, don't be scared by my Xu family's army then." Xu Que kindly reminded.
"Hmph, Gu is the prince of Beimang. He has seen all kinds of bloody scenes. He is not like the useless royal family of your Great Yan Kingdom."
Xu Que didn't answer. He agreed with this statement. After all, the emperors were all powerful right now, and only those useless emperors who guarded their foundation would slowly fall.
Xu Que was getting more and more excited about how to kill Kang Xingye. After all, only such people would be the least harmful to him after falling into the abyss.
It's great to have strong faith and strong willpower. Only by holding it up like this can you fall harder!
"Okay, I'm almost done drinking." Kang Xingye stood up and said with a smile, "See you on the battlefield in the future."
"Okay, I also want to see the bravery of Prince Beimang!" Xu Que bowed his hand.
"Haha, okay, then I will show you how I captured your Zheyang County!"
As Kang Xingye left, Xu Que let out a sigh of relief.
Just as Xu Que turned around and looked back, the three women opened the window and asked, "Is it settled?"
"Yes, for two months and three days!" Xu Que responded with a smile.
"Are you going to take out your things?" Huang Qianying asked.
"Don't worry, they are practicing." Xu Que said, "Take it out now, the Beimang spies will definitely find it, so I have to wait until I see their catapult appear!"
"What is that thing? Did you make it?" Hu Ling'er asked Huang Qianying.
"That's right, but the design was all made by him."
Hearing Huang Qianying's words, Hu Ling'er and Murong Yao were very confused, because Xu Que had hidden this thing very well, and they hadn't discovered it until now.
"Huiyuan Gong, should you take advantage of the wine to write poems for us?" Hu Ling'er asked Xu Que with a smile.
"Okay!" Xu Que agreed directly without any hesitation.
This surprised the three women because it was the first time they saw Xu Que so cheerful.
"Then who are you going to write poems for?" Huang Qianying asked.
Xu Que glanced at the three women and showed a mysterious smile: "No need for gold paper or gold ink, just ordinary rice paper, I will give each one a song!"
Hearing Xu Que's words, the three women were stunned. They looked at each other and hurriedly ran to the study.
In fact, Xu Que had long wanted to copy a poem for each of the three women, but he didn't have time at that time, and he happened to be just right drunk today, so this idea could be fulfilled.
The three women came out with the Four Treasures of the Study, put the food and wine aside, and then spread the rice paper on the stone table.
Huang Qianying handed the pen to Xu Que, Murong Yao unfolded the scroll for Xu Que, and Hu Ling'er polished it for Xu Que.
Seeing the pretty appearance of the three girls, Xu Que felt very happy. He was very annoyed by the etiquette of weapons, but he liked this beautiful scenery very much...
Xu Que exhaled, fixed his eyes on Hu Ling'er who was grinding, picked up his pen and started writing:
"There is a beautiful succubus, Pei returned to the Xiang River. The water is full of orchids and flowers. Who will pick them up? The rhinoceros hair has white teeth, and the eyebrows are green. The face is as red as a lotus, and the skin is as smooth as gelatin. It is graceful and graceful. state,……"
Xu Que wrote about the concubine's misfortune. After all, the first half of the poem praises the beauty of women, and Hu Ling'er is the most suitable description.
Seeing Xu Que writing is a gift: Hu Ling'er.
Hu Ling'er was overjoyed. Although she didn't know whether the poem would be successful, every sentence was praising herself, which made her very happy.
"Little man, if you write such a beautiful poem about Sister Fox, when you write about us, don't say you can't write it." Huang Qianying looked at Xu Que with some amusement.
"Don't worry, your future husband will praise you for not repeating it for three days and three nights!" Xu Que smiled and inscribed the poem before giving it to Hu Ling'er.
"My husband is so awesome, so why don't you stand at the door one day and praise us." Hu Ling'er joked as she took the rice paper with a smile.
Xu Que was speechless, he meant to say something, but as for doing this...
"I'll write it for you Qianying this time, lest you say I can't write it." Xu Que looked at Huang Qianying with a smile.
Huang Qianying said nothing, but she felt happy in her heart. After all, this was the second time Xu Que had written for her.
Xu Que dipped his hands in ink and picked up his pen:
"The beautiful lady is idle, busy looking at things. The things fall to the ground, and they are both in the hands. The bare hands are visible on the sleeves, and the bright wrists are about golden rings. On the head is a golden hairpin, and on the waist is a jade pendant. The pearl is intertwined with the jade body, and the coral is It’s hard to find a place to be. Why is the robe fluttering? The light train is carried far away by the wind..."
When she saw this poem appearing, Huang Qianying held her mouth. She never expected that Xu Que actually wrote about the beauty when she was busy designing.
Xu Que was in a good mood at the moment. He was very grateful that Cao Zhi's "Beauty Chapter" could be used after all with only a few modifications, and it was very different...
"You are indeed an extraordinary little man. Sister Qianying has not neglected every detail at work." Hu Ling'er clicked her tongue and said, "Come on, are you tired of waiting?"
Xu Que was speechless. He almost choked to death at Hu Ling'er's words. Can he even explain this?
However, Xu Que still said boldly: "Yes, if I want to eat, I will eat you first, so as not to have you hanging around in front of my eyes every day!"
Hu Ling'er chuckled and said: "You have a beautiful idea, let me breathe in your literary energy first, otherwise you will never touch me."
Huang Qianying and Murong Yao were speechless. They had never seen someone who spoke so straightforwardly and didn't care at all what others thought? Don’t you know the word “shame”?
Xu Que realized that something was wrong in the situation and coughed quickly: "Ahem, we will discuss this matter in private later."
"Okay, let's find a place where no one is around someday!" Hu Ling'er agreed with a smile.
Murong Yao turned red with anger and asked Xu Que directly: "Are you going to write again?"
"Write, I must write a song for you!"
Xu Que quickly covered up his embarrassment. He didn't expect that Hu Ling'er was driving faster than him, which made him a little overwhelmed...
After folding the rice paper, Xu Que smiled and handed the poem to Huang Qianying.
At this moment, Huang Qianying's face was already blushing, and she didn't dare to pick it up. After all, she was really shy...
"If you don't want it, I'll keep it for you." Murong Yao said, about to reach out and take it.
"No, he gave this to me." Huang Qianying quickly grabbed the rice paper.
Murong Yao was speechless, what's the situation? One likes to tease young men, but the other wants to guard him silently... I don't understand, I really don't understand...
But Murong Yao herself had forgotten how she teased Xu Que, and she even forgot how many days they spent in Nanfeng City...
Xu Que didn't know what the three women were thinking. He dipped his ink and then began to write:
"The clouds think of my clothes, the flowers think of my face, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick. If I hadn't seen you on the top of a jade mountain, I would have met you at Yaotai under the moon."
