My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 837

[Chapter 813: Young Master’s Contributions (Second update, please vote for me)]

Seeing the harmonious scene between the two women getting along so warmly and praising each other from time to time, Jing Zhe felt that it was a bit redundant for him to stay here?

The feeling of these two women together was much better than he imagined. Who said that love rivals should be extremely jealous when they meet?

Chu Xia also had the same feeling as him. At a certain moment, Chu Xia even had the fatal triple question of “who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?” Didn’t I agree that today was the day to “confess”? Why did you become friends with your love rival?

Standing where he was, Chu Xia was confused anyway.

“This is…”

After Murong Xi finished praising Yu Xiangrong, he carefully read what she wrote. After she read for a while, the shocked expression on her face could no longer be concealed, and she said in surprise: ” Is this really the story about the Red Mansion in the entertainment section of the newspaper?”

Although Murong Xi only read the latest issue of the newspaper, he was also attracted by the story about the Red Mansion, especially the “Daiyu Buried Flowers” section in that issue of the newspaper. She felt desolate after seeing it.

She only read the middle part, but Murong Xi wanted to find all the other newspapers. It was a long journey back to Yueyao Congress, and she could use this story to pass the time.

However, she asked Chu Xia to inquire. The previous newspapers had been published for too long, and newspapers were hot commodities in Jingzhou, so it was difficult to collect them. Seeing the manuscript in Yu Xiangrong’s hand, she suddenly had a good idea.

Yu Xiangrong nodded: “Yes, it is the story of the Red Mansion. This is the latest issue and the last issue of the newspaper to be published before the year!”

“Xiangrong, you are so awesome!”

He got a positive answer. , Murong Xi praised: “Xiang Rong is not only beautiful and writes beautifully, but he can also write such a beautiful story about the Red Mansions. It’s really amazing!”

Murong Xi praised again, with sincerity in his eyes.

Now, Yu Xiangrong felt even more embarrassed about being praised. She waved her hands and said, “Sister Queen, please stop praising me. In fact… these are all the work of the young master!”

“Him?”

Murong Xi glanced sideways at Jing Zhe. , “The story of the Red Mansions was written by Xiangrong, what does it have to do with him? I know that although he founded the newspaper and invented the newspaper, it is completely different from this!”

Yu Xiangrong shook his head and said with a smile: ” Because the story of the Red Mansion was originally thought up by the young master!”

“He thought of it?”

“Yes, the story of the Red Mansion was thought up by the young master from beginning to end and then told to Xiang Rong. This kind of story is very important to the young master. Maybe it was too simple, and he was too lazy to write it, so he asked Xiang Rong to write it and put it in the newspaper.

“…”

Murong Xi and Chu Xia both opened their mouths and widened their eyes, looking at it in disbelief. Jing Zhe.

It is said that no one has all-round talents. They have seen Jing Zhe’s strategy and martial arts. These are enough to surprise them. They never imagined that Jing Zhe would still think about stories?

“Is this story really what you want?”

Murong Xi asked.

“Haha, I just came up with it casually. It’s really not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!”

Jing Zhe waved his hand and said “humbly”.

At this time, Yu Xiangrong said again: “Sister Queen, didn’t you just praise my beautiful handwriting?”

Murong Xi nodded: “Although I am not a great calligrapher, I have lived in the palace since I was a child, and I have done all kinds of calligraphy in Yueyao. I have seen a lot of calligraphy masters’ original works. Maybe Xiangrong’s writing skills are not as good as theirs, but Xiangrong’s font is very novel, and the handwriting is free and easy and magnanimous. It is much better than the fonts I have seen before!

” Xiangrong laughed after hearing this, and then looked at Jing Zhe: “So, this is all the credit of Young Master! Because this font was created by Young Master, and Xiang Rong’s calligraphy was also taught by Young Master. It’s a pity that Mrs. Xiangrong He is too stupid and has only learned a little bit, but the young master’s calligraphy is so shocking!”

When he praised his man, Yu Xiangrong was more confident than ever, with pride in his eyes.

“…”

Murong Xi and Chu Xia were shocked again.

Because they had been in contact with Jing Zhe recently, they knew that Jing Zhe was powerful, but they didn’t know how powerful he was. When Yu Xiangrong said it, they suddenly couldn’t accept it.

“Is what Xiangrong said true?”

Jing Zhe said loudly: “Haha, they are all trivial, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!”

Jing Zhe continued to be “modest”.

But this time, Murong Xi and Chu Xia didn’t feel like Jing Zhe was faking like they did the first time, because he seemed to have the capital.

“The queen sister met Mr. Bai when she went to court, right? Even he said ‘I’m not as good as him’ when he saw the word Young Master. Isn’t our Young Master great?”

Seeing other women showing admiration for their men With a look in his eyes, Yu Xiangrong was even happier than when he was praised. He thought about it and said: “Besides, our young master is the most powerful in poetry! In the whole world, there is no one who can surpass our young master in poetry.”

“Is it true? There are many powerful people in the world, so don’t talk nonsense!”

Chu

Xia curled her lips. As long as it’s other women besides Murong Xi, She couldn’t stand it.

“Of course it’s true! The third prince of Southern Qi is the most talented in poetry in Southern Qi. Countless people have heard of him. But when he came to Anguo, he was also defeated by our young master!”

When he said this, Yu Xiangrong felt a little a little confused .

Shy, but still showing off a bit: “Young master also wrote a poem for Xiangrong… The clouds think of the clothes, the flowers want the face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold, and the dew is rich…”

“The clouds think of the clothes, the flowers think of the face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold, dew is rich… What a poem, It’s indeed a good poem!”

Murong Xi sighed.

Seeing this, Yu Xiangrong said happily: “Isn’t it amazing? The good poems and lyrics written by the young master are not just these, but also…”

A quarter of an hour later, Murong Xi and Chu Xia were still immersed in the shock brought by those poems. Endless aftertaste.

“It’s the sorrow of divorce that keeps cutting and making things messy. Don’t let the feeling linger in my heart. What a wonderful poem!”

“The one you love is separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas can be flat… This poem is really too bold and unrestrained!”

“Ask How much sorrow can you have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward… How can he write words with such artistic conception at such a young age? “

” Queen, I think the best one here is the song “I hope people”. There are many excellent Mid-Autumn poems circulating in the Yueyao Kingdom, but none seems to be as good as this one in terms of artistic conception, rhythm or wording. You can write Mid-Autumn Festival poems!”

Chu Xia grew up with Murong Xi in the palace. He also read a lot of books. He may not be able to write any good poems, but his analysis of poems is not bad.

After she finished speaking, Murong Xi nodded repeatedly. When he looked at Jing Zhe again, his eyes looked different!

The man I like is so awesome!

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(There have been a lot of cheats recently, so I am revising as I write…)

Thanks to Mr. Lingzhi Shangmei for his continuous rewards of 500 starting coins!

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