The book continues from the above, saying that the catkins appeared in a wedding dress, which really amazed all the talented and beautiful people present, which had their own praise and disapproval, but the reaction to the woman was a little strong, or it could be said to be jealousy, or envy, because this outfit can overwhelm the audience, in fact, what clothes catkins wear are extremely good-looking, each with its own charm. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing the catkins dressed like this, the people in the audience couldn't bear it, and they all said that they wanted to report the beauty, but they didn't say it, because once it was exported, it was extremely vulgar, just like the willow lane flower street, and today there are famous masters in charge, and there are wealthy boudoirs under them, and they still have to be reserved, but there are exceptions;

"Five of you are above, Xiaosheng Xu Yongzi Boyan, see that everyone is here peacefully today, Boyan has not come to ask for advice or two", Xu Boyan saluted after speaking, and then turned to Liu Zhangxun on the side, because this proposition is in Liu Zhangxun's hand;

Liu Zhangxun also seemed to be aware of it, and then said with a smile: "Bo Yan's nephew doesn't need to be anxious, today the time is pressing, I won't torture them one by one, I will ask four questions and then everyone will go against each other, comment on each other, and five famous judges are good", Xu Boyan was very unhappy when he heard this, but it was not good to have a seizure;

"It's all up to Master Liu", this is Xu Boyan's reply, but this is not the case, and Xu Boyan said to himself in his heart: "You old fox, you can calculate like this", why do you say this, it is that there are more powerful people in the audience than he Xu Boyan.

Looking at the talents in the hall, Liu Zhangxun looked around, and said: "Today we can test the poems, this first question, please take the cedar as the topic, and write a poem", Liu Zhangxun finished speaking, and heard that the audience began to discuss, and this scene was like the imperial examination, but just when Liu Zhangxun was about to sit down, someone had already taken the lead in writing;

The moon moves and dreams of the curtain, and Xingchi leaves traces.

Comb willow three points of emerald, Fengling Nasong soul.

After listening to the poem, Liu Zhangxun looked around, and said: "I don't know which son did it, can I show up and see it", hearing Liu Zhangxun's question, the person who came was not hypocritical, and then got up and replied: "In the next Zhao Yu word Boyuan", hearing the name of the person, Liu Zhangxun suddenly thought of something;

"Your Excellency is the eldest son of Zhao Fax, known as the poet and book Qizi", this remark caused an uproar, fortunately, Liu Zhangxun has also seen the world, and then said profoundly: "Is there still someone right, if no one answers, I count three times, and after three sounds, this game should be won by Zhao Gongzi", but when Liu Zhangxun counted to three, an accident appeared;

The white clouds surround several peaks and hide the green mountains. The cold wind rocks the branches and pines are independent, and the residual leaves are still old.

This remark amazed the audience, because it was no one else who wrote this poem, but the catkins behind Liu Zhangxun, seeing everyone's strange eyes, the catkins said slowly: "The withered grass does not compete for fragrance, but it tempts the cold snow." The winding path is faintly fragrant, and the windows of Yingguang Xuan are leaking. Until this time, everyone was awakened by Wang Xuanpu's praise;

"Good, good words, good fortune operator, it seems that Miss understands poetry very well", after being praised by Wang Xuanpu, Liu Wu's face turned crimson instantly, and the maid Liu Yu on the side hurriedly blocked Liu Wu, for fear that there would be another accident at this moment, but this also made her a little puzzled, Miss can only be a woman, why do she write poems, and she is appreciated by everyone, but the old man Liu on the side is quite angry.

"Everyone, this bureau was interrupted by the little girl, so I won't do the assessment, I hope you will forgive me, please write as much as you like on the topic of cuizhu", after hearing Liu Zhangxun say the topic, there was a burst of scratching of ears and cheeks, this time everyone was not as fast as just now, about a time for tea, and someone recited it;

Three feet after the rain, the autumn and winter green are not lost.

Enter the clouds and enjoy the high place, not with the glamorous.

As soon as this poem came out, the five people sitting in Zhengwei clapped their hands together, seeing this scene, Liu Zhangxun was full of joy and speechless, and happily wanted to announce the result, but the accident was often superfluous with reality, and the result that had not yet been announced was interrupted by a crisp voice, and this voice had already appeared once just now;

The lonely pillow leans on the cold bed, and the broken bamboo is yellow. The sky street glows and falls into the window. The fog covers thousands of mountains, and the people have not stayed, and the dream is also wandering.

The road is foggy and desolate. Relatives and relatives are in turmoil. The whole world is looking for joy and fun, independent small windows.

The crowd did not interrupt, so it was relatively complete, and Liu Wu's casual words were also said more casually, because of the casualness, Wujie greatly appreciated this matter, but this time Liu Zhangxun couldn't hold back;

"A woman is virtuous if she is not talented, don't you know? Who taught you", Liu Zhangxun's anger burned, and Liu Xun didn't say anything, she didn't know why it was like this, seeing her daughter like this, Liu Zhangxun noticed Liu Yu on the side, but Liu Yu didn't dare to look at each other from beginning to end;

Seeing that the incident was at an impasse, Liu Wenbo hurriedly got up and said: "Father, the third sister's poems are taught by me", after saying this, Liu Wenbo hurriedly leaned into Liu Zhangxun's ear and whispered: "Father remember to teach his son in the court, not his daughter in the court", as soon as this remark came out, Liu Zhangxun also felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly adjusted the topic;

"The second game is still invalid, please ask the third question, please write a poem with the plum blossom as the title", hearing Liu Zhang's proposition, this time everyone did not speak, but looked at the catkins, this action also contains five masters, of course, this time will not disappoint everyone.