Liang Yan always reflects a very classic sentence in this world, saying that Cao Cao Cao will arrive.

She knew that when she arrived in Cangzhou, this trip was coming to an end, and Xu Changfeng would never allow her to go back and play so slowly.

So she was thinking about when she would go to find Shanchu and tell him about finding God Emperor Cangqiong to borrow the Sky Slashing Sword.

While she was thinking, she met her, and even if she was killed, she wouldn't believe it was an accident.

When she was eating at Yingyue's restaurant, she saw someone in the private room talking to poems, saying that whoever got right could eat for free, and she could eat whatever she wanted.

Liang Yan has seen this kind of thing in TV series, but it is the first time he has encountered it.

Liang Yan thought that she would know so many ancient poems that they didn't know, and she should still be able to use them to fool around, although she didn't lack money for this meal, but she thought that it would be glorious if she won!

"Mengmeng, let's take a look?" Liang Yan stretched out his hand and plucked his cute ear, and smiled sheepishly.

"Yes, yes!" Meng Meng stretched her little short legs and fluttered a few times, "I'm eating and watching while I go!" ”

Liang Yan glanced at her with disdain, but still walked into the private room with it in his arms.

The person in the private room was a woman, dressed in white and wearing a veil, looking like a worldly master, but I don't know why, Liang Yan always felt that this person was a little familiar.

A person dressed as a scholar is writing poems with her, and she is "Let his song end, and the first monologue will be accompanied by Qingqing." ”

How does this poem sound like a love poem, and it's really a little difficult for this scholar who looks honest, plus this poem doesn't look like the beginning at all, but like the middle, who knows if the woman has her own answer?

The scholar may be right, but his face turned red, and he still didn't say it.

Liang Yan walked over with a smile and slowly read out two sentences: "The old love will never be forgotten, and the fingertip strings are also lovesick." ”

"Wonderful!" Everyone cheered, although the poem didn't seem to be so smooth, the artistic conception was on a higher level, and it was well connected, and more importantly, it came from the mouth of a young woman who didn't look very old.

Liang Yan smiled and bowed to them, and then said to the scholar: "You are too rigid, human emotions are also a good source of poetry and good sentences, not something difficult to speak, why don't you want to say it?" ”

The scholar smiled a little awkwardly: "Yes, I was instructed by the girl!" ”

Liang Yan took his place and sat opposite the woman, still maintaining a slightly cold smile, there were so many people, it was better to hold it a little.

"The girl is very literate." The woman on the opposite side praised and hugged her fists.

Liang Yan couldn't help but praise a little, and when she saw her like this, she hurriedly hugged her fists and returned the salute: "I have won awards and awards, but I can't compare to a girl." ”

"Then please listen to the girl again?"

"Good!"

"The leaves fall and the autumn wind comes, and the moon rises and the lover tears."

Liang Yan thought for a while, and said with a smile: "The wind rises and the clouds disperse, and the heart is emotional!" ”

There was a cheer around her, Liang Yan has always been unrestrained, and the sentence behind her has a sense of "I wish people a long time, thousands of miles together", which seems to emphasize the loneliness and melancholy of the full moon hanging high in the air.

But Liang Yan is not right about this situation, but instead has a "love root", her pair seems to be a little off-the-beaten, but it is more in line with everyone's minds.

The woman in white stood up and owed to her: "The girl is brilliant, the little woman is willing to admit defeat, and I specially invite the girl to get together with my son-in-law to talk." As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the private room on the inner floor.