At this time, Chen Laoxiucai, Liu Yingying and others in Liuyueqin Studio also discovered something was wrong.

When they poked their heads out, they found Wu Feilian, led by Shen Rou, walking towards this side with a puffy face.

Shen Rou told Wu Feilian that in order to seek justice for her husband, she must act more fiercely.

The little girl is good at listening to other people's words, so she puffed up her cheeks and followed Shen Rou in.

It's just that she looks a little bit fierce.

Not only does it not intimidate other people, but it actually gives people a very cute look.

As for Chen Qiuniang, who was focused on watching the excitement, she also walked in with a big belly.

This was Chen Qiuniang's first time entering a brothel, so she was naturally very curious about the layout inside the brothel.

After looking left and right, Chen Qiuniang made up her mind to take good care of her husband and not let him be seduced by these foxy girls.

"Who are you?" Seeing Shen Rou and the little girl, Chen Qiuniang walking in, Liu Yingying asked in a bad tone.

"The person who ruined the place!" Shen Rou took a step forward.

"Well, you're ruining the place!" Chen Qiuniang, who was not too concerned about the excitement, also continued what Shen Rou said.

There was only one little girl, standing aside in a daze.

When Chen Qiuniang tugged on the corner of Wu Feilian's clothes, she finally reacted and quickly took a step forward, "Yes, you're ruining the place!"

"We are here to cause trouble!" After all, we are here to seek justice for our husband, and we cannot afford to lose this momentum.

Wu Feilian thought this way.

Just as the three of them finished speaking, Liu Jiajia, the person in charge of Liuyue Qinzhai, trotted in quickly and said something in Liu Yingying's ear.

Liu Yingying, the leader of Liu Yue Qin Zhai, fell silent.

She glanced at Wu Feilian with complicated eyes, full of jealousy and resentment in her heart.

Without him, Liu Yingying learned from Liu Jiajia, the person in charge of Liuyue Qinzhai, that Wu Feilian was Huang Tinghui who shamed her and rejected her.

"Are you Huang Tinghui's wife?" Liu Yingying's words were a little cold. She looked at Wu Feilian and said, "That's all!"

"Then Huang Tinghui flattered you so much, and said that because you rejected me, Yingying thought you were so beautiful before, but it turns out you are a country girl with red spots on your neck, a village woman!"

"Huang Tinghui relies on his talent, but his eyesight is really average!"

"Why are you still pretending to be noble?"

"There is no cat in the world that doesn't steal fish. My sister advises you to leave Huang Tinghui as soon as possible. You can't control it!"

Liu Yingying usually appears as a pure-desire person, and her arty and elegant personality is quite popular among dignitaries.

But anyone who knows Liu Yingying knows what kind of person she is.

If we look at future generations, this woman will be a perfect spiritual girl.

It was just a group of licking dogs that licked her to a place she shouldn't be.

The little girl's eyes turned red when someone touched her painful spot, just when Shen Rou wanted to fight back against Liu Yingying.

Wu Feilian was the first to speak, "You can humiliate Lian'er any way you want. You can say that Lian'er has red spots on her body or that Lian'er is not worthy of her husband!"

"But you can't humiliate my husband. My husband is the best husband in the world!"

"He is not someone like you who can humiliate him, nor is he someone like Chen Xiucai who can steal poetry at will!"

"You humiliate my husband, but steal my husband's poems to become famous. You are shameless!"

It would be okay if Huang Tinghui was not mentioned, the little girl would probably tolerate it.

But when it comes to her husband, the little girl's little universe must have completely exploded?

After saying this call, even Shen Rou was stunned.

Not to mention Liu Yingying and the others, especially Liu Yingying. She was scolded by the little girl as "shameless" and her chest was rising and falling.

At this time, Shen Rou hugged Wu Feilian in a bear hug.

"Good sister, what you said is great!"

"Yes, they are just a bunch of shameless people, a bunch of shameless people!"

"You steal other people's poems and have the nerve to criticize us here!"

"It's really shameless to the extreme!"

Shen Rou is not someone to be trifled with. As a strong woman, she has just the right touch of finishing blow.

"You... you..." Liu Yingying stuttered in anger.

"Humph!" Liu Yingying stamped her feet and turned her head away without speaking.

At this time, Shen Rou's eyes were fixed on the old scholar Chen who was a little guilty.

"Isn't this old scholar Chen?"

"Old scholar Chen broke his promise and got fat at the lantern riddle party. Why did he start stealing poetry from others today?"

"Old scholar Chen is really thick-skinned!" Shen Rou sarcastically said.

Logically speaking, Chen Laoxiu is the one who is qualified to take the exam.

Shen Rou was born as a merchant, so if she could avoid offending such a person, she would not offend him.

But Shen Rou has such a temperament, she doesn't care so much.

"How can it be called something that is done by scholars..."

"Who said this poem was written by Huang Tinghui? Is it possible that Huang Tinghui is the only one in the world who can write poetry?"

"What evidence do you have? What evidence do you have that this poem was written by Huang Tinghui?"

"This poem was written by me, Chen Zimin!"

Old scholar Chen became angry and said to Shen Rou and the little girl.

"You are so shameless!"

"Of course my sister has evidence. Old scholar Chen said this poem was written by you. Why are there only these two or three sentences?"

"Why don't you come up with the full text?" Shen Rou stared at the old scholar Chen and said.

"I...I...I just got it by chance, and the good sentences are just...when inspiration comes, I have them!"

"It's so easy to get, these are the only things I can think of right now."

Even though Shen Rou pressed him like this, the old scholar Chen was still a tough talker.

He would never admit that he copied the poem.

"Oh, old scholar Chen!"

"You said that you were lucky enough to have a good hand, but you only got two or three lines of poetry!"

"That's strange, why does my sister have a complete poem in her hand?"

After speaking, Shen Rou said something to Wu Feilian.

Then, someone else brought up pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

As the commotion became louder and louder, more and more people were watching.

After all, watching the excitement is imprinted in people's blood like genes.

The people are very lively.

"Sister, write it to them, write your husband's complete poem to them!" Shen Rou said to Wu Feilian.

"Yes!" The little girl nodded, although she was a little timid, but for the sake of her husband's reputation.

The little girl forced herself to calm down. She picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and took a breath.

The tip of the pen touches the white paper, and Juanxiu's font appears on the white paper.

"A cut of plum blossoms and the fragrance of red lotus roots"

"Jade Autumn"

"The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade quilt in autumn. I undress lightly and get into the orchid boat alone."

"Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returns, the full moon will appear on the west tower."

"Flowers drift by themselves and water flows by itself, a kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow."

"There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my eyebrows, but it is in my heart."

When everyone saw Juanxiu's handwriting on the white paper, everyone was so surprised that they were speechless.

This little girl, did she really write it?

This poem is so neat and fitting.

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Chapter completed!