Luo Xin first walked to what Luo Jiao did, looked carefully, and then commented with a smile: "I should come back to life, and I should miss you when I die... If I am lucky enough to be alive, I will definitely return to you."

"If I unfortunately die, I will miss you forever... This sentence sublimates the entire poem and expresses emotions intact, which is a great improvement over what I have written before."

"Is that true?" After hearing his father's comment, Luo Jiao was extremely happy and looked at Wang Kang proudly.

"Father, please read this article again."

Luo Jiao looked at Han Yuanyun and frowned and said, "Yuan Yun, it's just an ordinary poem. Do you think of it like this? Can you see the flowers?"

"I just think... it's a little strange, it seems..." Han Yuanyun frowned and said subconsciously.

"Good words, is this written by Wang Kang?"

Luo Xin looked at it and said, "I have never seen this type of font before. It has a kind of master's style. At such an age, I have such attainments..."

Luo Xin glanced at Wang Kang in surprise.

"Father, what you are asking you to read is poetry, not words!" Luo Jiao said hurriedly.

Wang Kang's calligraphy made her look beyond expectations, and even now, it was very unnatural.

"well."

Luo Xin responded and looked at it. His smiley face gradually became solemn. He subconsciously stroked his beard with his hands.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yuyan wondered: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Originally, Han Yuanyun was like this, but now even Lord Luo is like this.

Wang Kang smiled and said nothing.

"Isn't this a very simple husband and wife?" a woman next to her spoke.

"Either artistic conception or vocabulary is a bit worse than what Sister Jiao did!"

Luo Jiao also echoed: "Yes, I think so too. This poem is just a normal thing, and at most it is a draw with me..."

"Only a husband remembers his wife is not complete. If a wife remembers his husband, the two will be combined to make it a perfect masterpiece!"

After hearing this, Han Yuanyun's eyes suddenly lit up and she said in surprise: "I understand!"

"What do you know?" Luo Jiao asked in confusion.

At this time, Luo Xin raised his head, "This poem is indeed not comparable to what you wrote."

"Did I just say it? How can Wang Kang compare with me when he writes poems?" Luo Jiao looked at Wang Kang proudly and said.

"Because these two poems are not the same level at all!"

Luo Xin seemed not to hear what Luo Jiao said, and said in a deep voice: "Wang Kang's poem is not as simple as it seems. It can be said that your poem is not in the same state as what he wrote!"

"Are you kidding?" Luo Jiao, who was originally smiling, suddenly became stunned.

"Didn't you just say that this poem only remembers the husband and does not remember the husband?"

Luo Xin said in a deep voice: "Actually there is."

"Wife remembers husband? Where is this?" Not only Luo Jiao, but even Lin Yuyan was shocked.

"Yuan Yun probably saw it, let her explain." Luo Xin said with a smile.

Hearing this, the few people's eyes focused on Han Yuanyun. She looked at Wang Kang deeply, and then said, "Brother Robert is right. This poem is not as simple as it seems!"

"Because it is not an ordinary poem, but a palindrome poem!"

"Paradise poem?"

Everyone was shocked.

"Yes, it's just a palindrome poem,"

Han Yuanyun continued: "I read this poem for the first time, but I didn't find anything unusual. I read it several times and the more I read it, the more I feel it becomes strange."

"After what Luo Jiao said just now, I suddenly understood."

"What are you talking about?" Luo Jiao was still full of confusion.

Han Yuanyun said lightly: "You read this poem backwards."

"Read backwards?"

At this time, Lin Yuyan had already read it.

"The son remembers his father, his wife, and his husband, and he is lonely and lonely at night."

"I send geese back late and there is no news. I'll leave for a long time and block the road."

"The poem is difficult to write, and I am afraid of empty pot when I drink my glass."

"I've seen the old friends come and go, and the water crosses the mountains and looks withered."

"This...this..."

I'm stupid, I'm stupid!

Luo Jiao's face was full of disbelief, and the two women had the same expression before.

By reading the whole poem backward, you can directly find the difference, whether it is rhyme or smooth, but the meaning is completely different!

My child and I miss you at home, and we often wait for your letters at home, but there is no news. We are in love with each other but we can only meet for a few times.

How can I see you from a distance between mountains and rivers...

When reading it correctly, it means that the husband brings his wife and wife, tells all the sufferings of missing his wife and children at home. When reading it backwards, it means that the wife and children will bring about the husband and the whole feeling of their wife and children looking forward to their husband's return.

At this time, the cold voice of Han Yuan's rhyme sounded, "It was read as husband and wife's love, but it was read as wife and wife's love, so the title of this poem should not be called husband and wife's love."

"It should be called the couple's memory, or the lovesickness of two people, which is more appropriate!"

Speaking of Han Yuanyun's beautiful eyes fell on Wang Kang, "I'm right, Young Master Kang!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Kang took a step forward, "Miss Han said very well. Although she is a woman, she has such talent. I admire her."

"Is Mr. Kang ridiculing me?" Han Yuanyun picked up her beautiful eyes, "I almost didn't see through it before."

Realizing the meaning contained in Han Yuanyun's speech, Wang Kang always felt that she was a bit cold towards him. Could it be because of his relationship with her family?

Listening to the conversation between the two, Luo Jiao came back to her senses. She turned to Wang Kang, "This... must not be what you did, right?"

"Is it true? It depends on whether you believe it or not, not whether I say it or not." Wang Kang said lightly.

"you……"

Luo Jiao was stunned.

"Jiaojiao, don't you understand?" Luo Xin said at this time: "This must be done by Wang Kang."

"But this...this is too..." Luo Jiao spoke with difficulty.

Until now, she had to believe that no one could easily write such a classic palindrome poem according to her understanding.

I've never heard of it before.

If Wang Kang had prepared in advance, this would make sense.

And she clearly remembered that just after finishing, she forcibly said a draw at most, and Wang Kang did not refute it.

This is the most embarrassing thing. I can’t even see through what others do!

She suddenly became stunned when she thought about it. If this poem was written by Wang Kang, then the day when the courtesans chose, those ten beautiful poems...

Luo Jiao asked in a hurry: "It's really you who wrote ten beautiful poems in a row..."

"Oh, it's him!"

Lin Yuyan said helplessly: "How many times do you want me to say it before you believe that he has no one behind him at all, and that's all his work!"

All of them are right in front of you, and you have to believe it if you don’t believe it.

Luo Jiao murmured, "So I..."

"Yes, the great talent you admire is him, Wang Kang!"

Lin Yuyan spoke, her eyes full of smiles. It was rare to see Luo Jiao so defeated.

"This..." Luo Jiao was stunned, and then a blush appeared on her face. She had told Lin Yuyan and others more than once...

And just now, she said that if she could grind ink for that talented man, she would talk about it in conjunction...

And this person is still right in front of you?

It's so embarrassing!

Luo Xin seemed to see his daughter's embarrassment and said hurriedly: "You talk first, I have a few more words to say to Wang Kang."

When the two of them went aside, Luo Xin coughed dryly and said directly: "Just before I came back, I knew something. The Earl's Mansion in Yongding is here..."
Chapter completed!