I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

Fang Xiaoxiao finally made a sound. She put her hands behind her back, strolled leisurely on the wooden table, and shook her head like a scholar in a TV series.

"Looking out from a high place, one sees the vast sky stretching for thousands of miles, without a trace of cloud. The moon shines down, its light bathing the autumn sky in cool blue. Jade palaces and towers, people come and go on phoenixes, they are in a land of coolness. The landscape is like a painting, with the trees and mist clearly visible in the distance."

Her voice was melodious and graceful, conveying the poignant and desolate feeling expressed in the poems.

This poem complements the "Prelude to Water Melody" poem. The first stanza depicts an exquisite and unparalleled landscape.

Yet it also evokes a sense of melancholy, a feeling of emptiness and stillness akin to late autumn.

at this time.

The audience was stunned, and no one dared to utter a sound for fear of breaking the silence.

They had all read poetry, otherwise why would they have come to this brothel?

To get into a brothel, you need to meet two requirements: first, you need to have some money; second, you need to be cultured. You don't have to be a scholar, but you should at least be able to understand some poetry.

Because although it is a brothel, most of the girls here, except in certain circumstances, sell their art but not their bodies.

"Cough cough!"

"Li Shixian, what's wrong? You need to eat slowly and not be too anxious. Come, come, have some tea and calm down."

Li Mubai's face turned red as he patted his chest, trying to swallow the dry pastry.

Just now, after hearing Fang Xiaoxiao recite poetry at the square table, the osmanthus cake he had just swallowed suddenly choked in his throat.

"How could she...?"

Li Mubai's eyes were filled with doubt, and his mind kept telling himself that it was all fake, that he was hallucinating.

But the facts are right in front of us.

Fang Xiaoxiao continued speaking.

"I clapped my hands and sang wildly in my drunken state, raised my cup to invite the moon, and made three guests with my shadow. I danced and lingered under the wind and dew, not knowing what night it was. I wanted to ride the wind and return home, why bother riding the wings of a roc? In the Crystal Palace, a flute was played and then fell silent."

She clapped and laughed wildly, even bending down to reach for the wine jug on the next table. She transformed into a wine fairy, lifted the lid of the jug, and poured the wine inside into her mouth.

This sudden move was far too audacious.

Therefore, upon seeing this, the audience unconsciously applauded.

Among them, the woman's voice was the loudest.

This is how they see themselves.

Every woman has dreamed of composing poems and drinking wine with unrestrained abandon.

"Oh, I'm so envious. If only I could be like that!"

"Yes, how wonderful it would be if we could all be like that."

Among the women, two were looking at their old friends at the square table ahead with envy.

One of the women was quite attractive; she was dressed in fine clothes, and it was clear at a glance that she came from a wealthy family.

However, besides envy, her eyes also held a hint of sadness and fear.

Standing beside her was a woman dressed in an elegant blue gauze dress.

The woman was thin and had a beautiful and quiet appearance, as if she were untouched by worldly affairs. However, her eyes also held sadness and fear.

The two exchanged a glance, then looked up at the woman sitting on the square table, a woman of bold and unrestrained spirit.

Fang Xiaoxiao sipped her wine, her face flushing slightly, but this did not prevent her from feeling an indescribable sense of joy and comfort.

Hmph, let me show you my great talent, Su Shi.

The poem she recited was written by Su Shi and was titled "Nian Nu Jiao: Mid-Autumn Festival".

As for why Su Shi's poem was chosen, it was because it perfectly matched the artistic conception of "Shuidiao Getou".

Both poems describe the Mid-Autumn Festival, but the former is more about longing, while the latter expresses personal subjective feelings.

They are positioned one in front and one behind, supporting each other.

"Clap! Clap! Clap..."

A thunderous applause erupted suddenly.

Everyone applauded and praised, followed by a series of cries of lamentation.

"Oh no, oh no, why didn't I use my brain and choose Li Mubai?"

"It's all your fault! Why didn't you trust us women? Who said women are inferior to men? What are we going to do now? That's our family's monthly salary."

"I don't believe it. She must have plagiarized. How could anyone create such an amazing work in such a short time?"

There was sadness and regret, disbelief to the end, and also secret joy.

The person secretly rejoicing was none other than Li Renyi, who had just taken out all his savings.

Just now, when he was placing his bet, he hesitated and was undecided. Even when Wang, the richest man, urged him repeatedly, he still couldn't decide whether to bet all his money on Li Mubai.

The reason for this was that the lady sang a song called "Blue and White Porcelain" that day.

This song still plays in my head from time to time.

Both the lyrics and the melody of the song are refreshing and sound like heavenly music.

After much deliberation, Li Renyi resolutely decided to bet everything on his wife.

Wang, the richest man, who had been urged repeatedly, naturally showed a puzzled expression.

However, he could understand what she meant; it was probably just to support his wife.

He was always very good at judging people, and in his eyes, Li Renyi was no ordinary person.

Even if Fang Xiaoxiao loses, he will definitely find a way to avoid taking the five hundred taels of silver she lost.

At this moment.

Li Mubai was completely heartbroken.

His poem just now has already determined who will win today.

If he were to go on stage again to present his poems, he would certainly be viewed differently by everyone.

Then his carefully crafted persona as a poet immortal will surely crumble on its own.

No, I can't just sit here and wait to die; I have to think of a way.

Li Mubai reminded himself in his heart, and then he did something that surprised everyone.

He burst into laughter, stood up, and clapped his hands vigorously, as if he were applauding Fang Xiaoxiao on the square table.

After everyone's attention was drawn to him.

Li Mubai strode towards Fang Xiaoxiao's location.

He first walked slowly, then quickly, and then ran.

It was so fast that the person's head slammed directly into the corner of the table where Fang Xiaoxiao was standing.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The table was shaking.

Fang Xiaoxiao almost fell because of it, but fortunately she had experienced elevator accidents before and knew that in this situation, she should squat down, otherwise she would lose her balance due to inertia and get injured.

"My lady, be careful, I'm coming to save you!"

Li Renyi shouted and rushed towards the square table.

Forehead!

Fang Xiaoxiao looked at Li Mubai, who was lying on the ground with a cut on his forehead and blood flowing from it.

Was this person doing it on purpose? Otherwise, it's really unlikely that such a big person could fall down while walking.

She crouched down, wanting to check if he had been hit and killed.

Just in time.

Another muffled thud was heard.

"!"

"You~~"

She pointed at the person pressing down on Li Mubai, her expression filled with disgust.