Cai Yan said: "They originally planned to let many talented people compete for poetry and prose to make the atmosphere warm, and then recite poems and essays in public to make the talented people evaluate them, so that they can achieve the best results.

However, some changes occurred during their poetry and prose conference, and the entire conference ended in a hurry. The two pairs of sisters did not compete...."

Liu Xian was surprised and asked in confusion: "What's going on?"

Cai Yan gave Liu Xian a blank look and said angrily: "I have to ask my husband!"

Liu Xian pointed to his nose and said in surprise: "Ask me? What does it have to do with me?"

Cai Yan looked at Liu Xian's eyes for a while. Liu Xian was a little uncomfortable when she saw him and said angrily: "I said Yan'er, you can't doubt what's wrong with me and their two pairs of sisters, right? How could that be possible!"

Cai Yan burst out laughing and said a little cunningly: "Husband! You speak like this, it really makes you feel like you have no silver here!"

Liu Xian touched his nose and said dryly: "Actually, I was indeed here. I just wrote a lilac poem and left just by joking! I don't know what happened next."

Cai Yan showed a look of 'I knew it for a long time' and said, "After the two teams of sisters left, I specifically asked the servants guarding the gate.

The servant didn't dare to say it at first, but then he finally spoke, saying that his husband had once entered the poetry meeting in a very small way. I said, who can write such a poem besides his husband!"

Liu Xian smiled dryly and asked, "Have you read that poem?"

Cai Yan nodded, and a look of intoxication appeared in his eyes, murmured: "Standing on the dangerous building, the wind is soft, looking at the spring sorrow, the darkness blooms in the sky. In the lingering grass and smoke, who can't rely on the memory of the railing?

I want to get drunk and sing with wine, and it is still boring to have a strong joy. I will never regret it when my clothes get looser and become more and more haggard for her."

At the end of the review, Cai Yan couldn't help but sigh and said with infinite emotion: "Every poem written by my husband can be regarded as a masterpiece of eternal songs! It makes people sigh and can't help themselves!"

Looking at Liu Xian, he said in infinite admiration: "Husband, why are you so talented and why are you so passionate?!"

Seeing that he had confused his wife like this, Liu Xian felt an infinite sense of accomplishment in his heart and laughed: "What's so strange about this? Because I am your husband!"

Cai Yan's heart was twisting, and an infinitely gentle expression appeared in her eyes. She leaned herself into Liu Xian's arms, and a thought of wishing to become eternal at this moment arose in her heart.

Then he raised his head and smiled and said, "As soon as my husband wrote this poem, those two pairs of sisters sighed that they were not as good as they were, and they had no intention of continuing the poetry meeting, so the poetry meeting was finally collected in a hurry."

Then he said with some complaint: "This was a competition carefully planned by their sisters, but it was completely destroyed by his husband's instigation!"

Liu Xian felt a little embarrassed, and then asked in confusion: "I clearly gave this poem to that girl, how do you know that I wrote it?"

Cai Yan smiled and said, "Don't you recognize your husband's handwriting yet? Moreover, the girl took the initiative to tell the truth about the matter."

Liu Xian smiled and couldn't help but sigh: "She is really an honest child!" Then he frowned and said: "Then her mother's illness...?"

Cai Yan said: "Don't worry, husband! The Qiao sisters and the Zhuge sisters are both very good women. When they heard about the girl, they all sympathized with her and gave her two hundred taels of silver on the spot."

When Liu Xian heard this plot, he couldn't help but feel a little affection for those women.

Cai Yan glanced at Liu Xian and asked curiously: "I just don't know who the person my husband missed so much?"

Liu Xian was stunned and then understood what Cai Yan meant. Cai Yan thought he was missing someone because of that poem. Because Liu Yong's poem "Feng Qiwu" is a poem full of thoughts!

Liu Xian touched his nose and smiled and said, "How could I miss anyone? I just wrote a poem casually! I can't take it true!"

Cai Yan looked at Liu Xian and did not believe his words in her heart, because in her opinion, without unforgettable longing, how could she have made such a touching poem?

But since her husband didn't want to say it, she stopped asking questions.

Suddenly remembering something, he smiled and said, "My husband is so good at teasing people! He gave such a wonderful poem to others, but he wrote a limerick to tease the two pairs of sisters!"

Liu Xian laughed and said, "I'm just joking with them!" Then he remembered something and asked quickly, "Don't they already know that I did it, right?"

Cai Yan smiled and said, "Don't worry, husband, I haven't told you about this. At this moment, the two sisters are still worried about who is the unknown and hateful talent?"

Liu Xian felt relieved and laughed: "Just they don't know it's me."

Cai Yan glanced at Liu Xian and smiled and said, "But my husband's likable poems made them very angry! Especially Xiao Qiao and Zhuge Ruoxue!

There was a mountain in the past, there was a temple on the mountain, and an old monk in the temple was telling a story, telling that there was a mountain in the past, there was a temple on the mountain,..., hehe! Husband, why are you so good at teasing people!"

...

The two of them were lying on the bed, whispering occasionally. Time passed, and before they knew it, Cai Yan had fallen asleep.

Liu Xian hugged Cai Yan, and his thoughts couldn't help but fly to the world where he came. He couldn't help but wonder how happy his parents would be if they saw their daughter-in-law!

My eyelids gradually became heavier and I fell asleep unknowingly.

...

Liu Xian sat in the study and looked through reports from all sides. These military and political reports allowed Liu Xian to roughly grasp the situation in all aspects of the entire sphere of influence without leaving home so that he could make appropriate decisions.

Yaoying stepped in quickly and presented a book of flying pigeons, saying, "Lord, Zuo Cixian's long flying pigeons pass on it!"

Liu Xian's heart moved, and he quickly took the letter, opened it and read it, with an expression of infinite joy on his face, and shouted: "That's great! That's great! I'm not dreaming, right?!"

I carefully confirmed it and murmured: "I didn't expect it! I didn't expect that I actually found my way home!..."

About ten days later, Zuo Ci came to the general's mansion to pay homage to Liu Xian.

Liu Xian quickly helped Zuo Ci up and asked, "Old Zuo, is what you said true?"

Zuo Ci nodded, clasped her fists excitedly and said, "The old Taoist originally just speculated, but he didn't expect that there would be such a place!
Chapter completed!