"If we don't meet at the top of Qunyu Mountain!"
"We will meet under the moon at Yaotai!"
"..."
Wang Mo chanted four sentences, and there was silence in the box.
The woman was also stunned.
As Wang Mo recited the poems, each sentence was intertwined with each other, and each word seemed to have a soul. Together, they formed pictures that she would never forget!
Even she couldn't help but murmured:
"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick!"
"If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai!"
"this……"
She has been staying at Yunlanxuan for many years. The person who set this level used people and clothes as the question.
There are also many people who come here in admiration.
Many people's status means they can afford to wear more gorgeous and beautiful clothes, but they all come to challenge this verse.
Therefore, she has also seen too much.
Moreover, she studied a lot with that person, and she can be considered a relatively qualified person who has read poetry and books.
Therefore, she can definitely see the quality of each poem.
But one thing is that the poem written by Wang Mo today completely presented the picture in her mind, making her remember it for a long time.
Every word is obviously so ordinary.
But together...
But it makes people...
Really...
Good poem…
So wet too...
At the same time, Liu Yiyi was also stunned. Is this still her gambler husband?
Where did he hear this?
Come here and copy it? As your own?
If this was entirely the husband's doing, then why did he do this before?
If this is true...
No, I don’t dare to think about it, I don’t dare to think about it at all!
Could this be his last fantasy before he died?
Or is it a dream?
When you wake up from the dream, is it the cruel reality?
Are you living in the dream you weave?
If so...
She hoped she wouldn't wake up!
"Boss, do you think the poem I wrote is qualified?"
Liu Yiyi was awakened by Wang Mo's words.
Then she lowered her head and pinched her thigh quietly!
hiss!
pain!
This is not a dream!
At the same time, the woman came back to her senses. She took a deep breath and her plump breasts rose and fell.
"Master, the poem you composed..."
"I can't comment because I don't think I'm qualified!"
"but……"
"I think the poem you wrote must match the title of the poem. I can make my own decision and let you pass. You can take that dress away!"
Hearing this, Wang Mo raised his brows and smiled: "That's great. This shouldn't embarrass you, right?"
The woman smiled and said: "I have been doing things at Yunlanxuan for so many years, and I have never made a mistake. And I am not bragging. Even if you put this poem in the whole world, it can shock many talented people! "
"I can totally believe this!"
"but……"
She changed her words.
Wang Mo asked: "But what?"
The woman's eyes became deep: "However, Master, the title we write must be what we think and write by ourselves. If your wife writes it for you, it is not a violation. However, if the poem you write is Written by someone else..."
Hearing this, Wang Mo understood. He smiled and said: "Don't worry, boss, this is definitely what I did. You don't have to worry about this at all."
The woman nodded and said with a smile: "A person who can write such a poem has a huge talent, so naturally he doesn't bother to plagiarize it."
Wang Mo smiled and didn't criticize the boss.
The woman said, "Young master, after you sign the deed, you can take that piece of clothing away."
Wang Mo nodded: "Thank you, sorry for the trouble."
The woman turned to do it.
Then Liu Yiyi grabbed Wang Mo's hand and said tremblingly: "Husband, let's go, we don't want these clothes anymore."
When Wang Mo saw this, he was silent for a moment, and then whispered: "Madam, you don't believe that this is a poem written by me?"
Liu Yiyi lowered her head and did not answer.
But her reason told her, how could a gambler husband with the reputation of being a descendant of the King of Jinxi have such great talent? If so, how could he be so forbearing? Could it be that his image of a gambler in the past had fallen on her? Are the slaps and fists acting?
Therefore, she was more willing to believe that this was a beautiful poem that her husband, a gambler, heard somewhere and composed it here.
After all, in order to win, a gambler will do whatever it takes, regardless of his character...
For gamblers, it doesn't matter.
However, it is different today. With this signature, Yun Lanxuan's most beautiful clothes are taken away. If it is found that they were copied in the future, it will definitely not be as simple as death!
So Liu Yiyi cares more about Wang Mo than this piece of clothing!
Even though he is a gambler!
How bad I was to myself before!
But at least, she now sees that her husband, a gambler, has changed and is treating her well!
Even if it is a slim possibility!
She also wanted to catch it with all her strength!
Seeing Liu Yiyi like this, Wang Mo sighed inwardly. The original owner had left a too deep impression on her. If he were to put himself in her shoes, he wouldn't believe it!
Wang Mo held Liu Yiyi's hand holding his sleeve and said with a soft smile: "Don't worry, madam, if someone dares to come out and pretend that this poem is written by him, then that person is the most shameless person in the world. Please believe me!"
Liu Yiyi looked at her husband blankly, and after a long time, she nodded heavily.
I have experienced so many disappointments...
Even if this is fake, experience it again...
It's nothing, right?
When Wang Mo saw this, he sighed secretly. He knew that this matter was not urgent and had to be done slowly.
At the same time, the woman walked in, holding a deed and the dress in her hand.
Wang Mo signed and stamped without hesitation.
Seeing him being so crisp and clear, the woman also breathed a sigh of relief. If she dared to be so bold, she must not have copied it...
Bar!
If so...
Thinking of this, the woman looked at Wang Mo with a bit of curiosity, which young master from a wealthy family is this?
Bringing a lady wearing coarse linen clothes here to experience the lowest level of life?
"Madam, put it on and show it to your husband."
Wang Mo couldn't wait and said with a smile: "I haven't given you such good clothes since you followed me."
Hearing this, Liu Yiyi's heart rippled.
But after thinking about it, she shook her head, then lowered her head and said, "Husband, I can still wear my clothes, this..."
“Save it for the New Year!”
Then she seemed to see Wang Mo with her peripheral vision and wanted to persuade her again, so she said: "If your husband is good for me, just agree to it."
When Wang Mo saw this, he nodded and sighed: "In that case, just take it with you."
Liu Yiyi raised her head, raised her beautiful cheeks, showed a smile, held back her tears, and said, "Thank you, husband."
Then the two of them left Yun Lanxuan under the watch of the woman.
But they haven't completely left Yun Lanxuan yet.
Seeing that the place was crowded with people, they all looked at Wang Mo up and down.
Did this person really take his clothes away?
Wang Mo took Liu Yiyi's hand and wanted to leave the crowd.
At this moment, a person said: "Master, please stay here. I wonder if I can buy this dress for three hundred taels of silver?"
The whole place was in an uproar.
Wang Mo looked around and saw that the person speaking was a man in brocade clothes. He was looking at him with stern eyes and said in a deep voice: "Please don't worry, young master, I will definitely give you the money. We can sign the document in public. I have brought all the money." .”
He took out a banknote with three hundred taels written on it.
At this moment, many people in the crowd had red eyes, even with a bit of greed.
This is three hundred taels.
When Liu Yiyi saw this, she was also very moved. This was three hundred taels. If she got it, her husband's debt would be...
Thinking of this, Liu Yiyi grabbed Wang Mo's hand and whispered: "Husband, how about we..."
But before she finished speaking, she saw Wang Mo and said slowly: "Sorry, this is the dress I gave to my wife!"
"so……"
"Not for sale!"
