"Late in life, I admired the great general Fengyi, and today I only feel that I am thinking about it! The poem says: A pine on the cliff bank of Jinsha, and the energetic branches shape the ancestral dragon. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info peach and plum are sweet and lonely when they are in full bloom, and they are green after more snow and frost. The roots are deep and love the spring rain, and the leaves are still pitiful to the green valley wind. The teacher's talent is admirable, and Gu Xi is worthy of his looks. Du Zi'an has long known Lin Yan's age, and he happens to be seventy years old this year.

"Well, that's good!" Lin Yu praised, and at this time, a scholar immediately wrote a poem, and under the surging of talent, the number of feet broke in an instant.

"It is worthy of today's science and technology, and even the poems of He Shou have reached the level of the supreme government, which is really a genius!"

"Yes, the Du family has this unicorn, the glory of the ancestors, and the expansion of the lintel can be expected!" exclamations arose, and the head of the Du family said a few words with a modest face.

The poem says: Seventy Yang Spring is not idle, and a lot of hard work turns sweetness. used to cross the sea, and also relied on the help of the family. After a few days, he concentrated on the new ink, and the five more focused on the old poems. Now I wish the dynasty to dance, and I should believe in life for 200 years. Not to be outdone, Wang Siwei got up and said.

Lin Wei's eyes flashed with different colors, and the poetry of the supreme level was naturally not particularly outstanding in his eyes, but Wang Siwei's work faintly touched his heart, and it seemed to be better than Du Zi'an.

The scholar of Wenhui was also busy writing, and after his talent rolled, he actually broke through the number of two feet, which was slightly stronger than Du Zi'an's talent.

"Wang Siwei is known as the first genius in Nanning Mansion, and he really deserves his reputation!"

"Yes, there are two sons, Zi'an and Siwei, and my Nanning Mansion Wendao is expected to be prosperous!" was another burst of boasting and compliments, after all, both of them are rising stars in the literary scene of Nanning Mansion, and their families are also first-class.

"Very good, this general has a reward!" Lin Yu clapped his hands and said, and immediately a pretty maid came out with two sets of good study treasures.

The rest of the scribes and warriors showed envy in their eyes, today Du Zi'an and Wang Siwei can be said to have gained fame and fortune, and maybe they can still get the favor of Miss Siqin.

"Wow, Miss, these two people are worthy of being the two talents of our Nanning Mansion, they are so powerful!" At this time, the maid said a little exaggerated beside Lin Siqin.

"Although the poems are at home, they don't have an amazing feeling!" Lin Siqin said lightly, this woman's vision is obviously extremely high.

"I heard that Master Xie of Qianxian County and General Zhuang of Anxian County are brilliant today, I don't know if there are any masterpieces?"

"This general is a martial artist who is not good at poetry, I wish the general every year today, and every year has today!" Zhuang Yichen didn't hear the provocation in Du Zi'an's words, and got up and saluted.

"Well, it's sincere!" Lin Yu nodded and said, it is not bad for a martial artist to have such a literary style.

Xie Mingxiu then got up and said two words that were appropriate to the situation, and did not compose poems! Du Zi'an and Wang Siwei couldn't help but feel disdainful in their hearts, and they were also relieved.

Today's Wenhui may be an important moment for Miss Siqin to choose a son-in-law, and it is Zhuang Yichen and Xie Mingxiu who can make them feel threatened right now.

After all, these are all powerful people who control a county, and their identities are much stronger than unemployed scholars like them.

But now seeing that the two of them have no talent in poetry at all, Miss Siqin must not look down on them, and can only be regarded as vulgar people.

"It turns out that they are really two vulgar butchers!" Lin Siqin pouted in the inner room, and there was still some inexplicable anticipation in her heart.

With the opening of this birthday poem, the atmosphere of the literary meeting suddenly became richer, and the great masters of the school came up with questions one after another, and the scribes of Nanning Mansion began to write poems like chicken blood.

However, Du Zi'an and Wang Siwei's strength is obviously higher, and others can only make poems about Dingxian, and they each got another one.

"It seems that in this Nanning Mansion, the style of writing can only be regarded as average!" Lin Hao thought in his heart at this time.

If it is changed to a literary meeting in the capital, such a literary meeting that gathers the literary circles of a prefecture, at least there must be poems at the Aozhou level, and more than ten poems at the government level.

"I'm afraid Qin'er is still a little disdainful!" Lin Yan looked indifferent, and couldn't help but look at Zhuang Yichen and Xie Mingxiu.

In his senses, these two people may not be as shallow as they show, but they don't want to have anything to do with themselves?

Seeing that the time was almost up, he raised his hand at that moment, and everyone's eyes gathered at once, and the attic was silent.

"General Ben has the last question of the day! The harsh winter has passed, and it is already early spring! Just as the so-called plan of the year lies in spring, everything is thriving and full of vitality!"

"It's just that the weather has changed a little recently, and there has been a drought everywhere, which has brought inconvenience to the production and life of the people.

"Huh?" Zhuang Yichen suddenly heard what Lin Yu said, could it be that he was saying it to the two of them?

Now there are only two major forces in the entire Nanning Prefecture, they hold eleven counties, and the intention of unifying Nanning has been determined to win, and the general of Zhengdong controls the capital city, and the strength also occupies the name of righteousness, which can be said to be mutually beneficial.

Under normal circumstances, no matter which side wants to unify the entire territory of Nanning Province, it must go through a tragic war. No matter who wins or loses, it will turn Nanning Mansion into a big sieve with thousands of holes.

But what Lin Yu said just now revealed a compassionate heart and a peaceful state of mind.

But Lin Yu is the respect of a mansion, why do you want him to give up a place for no reason?

Zhuang Yichen and Xie Mingxiu glanced at each other again, and an extremely strange feeling surged in their hearts.

Could it be that this Lin Hao really wants to recruit one of them as a son-in-law, and use marriage as a link to make Nanning Mansion enjoy peace?

If Lin Yu really thinks so, it is also a peaceful solution.

But Xie Mingxiu is a woman, so isn't Zhuang Yichen the only one to choose?

"Brother Zhuang, if that's the case, it seems that you have to sacrifice it?" Xie Mingxiu said with a smile.

"You are also a man now, why not me!" Zhuang Yichen sneered.

"I hate you to death!" Xie Mingxiu said angrily, thinking that she was going to roll flyers with a woman, although she could simulate such a scene, it was really embarrassing.

Zhuang Yichen also realized that he was talking fast without thinking about it, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

Thinking of Xie Mingxiu and a woman rolling the sheets, I think that scene is too beautiful when I think about it.

Poems about spring are the easiest to write, but it is not easy to write well. So the scribes immediately frowned and thought about it.

As for the warriors, they naturally would not be willing to sacrifice their ugliness at this time! The Wenhui was the home of the scribes, and if the warriors wanted to play some tricks and show off, they could only be hanged and beaten.