Tang Xiaoqi looked at her puzzled and said, "You, what are you talking about pretending to b?" What does it mean to pretend B? ”

Shui Tianlan almost burst out laughing, but he apologized in his heart, and he unconsciously exposed the rudeness of the eldest sister in his previous life. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shui Tianlan didn't have time to explain, Wen Qinghua had already begun to compose poems: "Green ants make new wine, red clay small stoves." If you want snow in the evening, you can drink a glass of nothing. As soon as this poem came out, a picture of a new wine brew immediately appeared in front of everyone's eyes, inviting friends to drink on a snowy night, and talking about wine at night.

A burst of warm applause rang out, and the applause continued, and Shui Tianlan couldn't help nodding, this Wen Qinghua is really inky.

"It's ugly." Wen Qinghua seemed to enjoy this atmosphere, clasped his fists again and again, smiled lovely, and then got off the stage and stood on the side of the stage, but did not go up to the second floor.

Liu Bo and the others laughed after the applause: "Needless to say, everyone can hear Wen Gongzi's literary talent, it is our blessing to be able to hear it, hehe, I don't know who else wants to compose poetry, according to Wen Gongzi's practice, those who can win Wen Gongzi will get a beautiful gift." ”

Shui Tianlan looked at Tang Xiaoqi, and Tang Xiaoqi hurriedly explained: "Wen Qinghua has no opponent, so he set this convention, as long as he can win against him, he will give a beautiful gift, but it should not be a cultivation thing." ”

"If no one writes poetry anymore, let's start the next link, Miss Tang, please." Liu Bo turned to Tang Wan'er and smiled.

Shui Tianlan's voice suddenly sounded: "This girl also wants to make a song to try, and please taste it." ”

Wen Qinghua and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince were both shocked, they could naturally hear Shui Tianlan's voice, but who would have thought that she would compose poetry? And is it still a clear challenge to Wen Qinghua? Generally, after Wen Qinghua published a poem, other people thought that they had no ability to win, and they would not be ugly again.

The audience looked up one after another, but they couldn't see the inside of the seats, and the other seats on the second floor couldn't see each other clearly.

"May I ask the girl's surname?" Seeing that everyone was showing curious eyes, Liu Bo hurriedly looked over and asked, he could naturally see Shui Tianlan's figure standing on the stage, and he also saw Tang Xiaoqi sitting opposite Shui Tianlan.

"If your surname is blue, you can call me Blue Sky Girl." Shui Tianlan turned Tianlan upside down and took the sound of the blue sky.

"Blue Sky Girl, please!"

Shui Tianlan smiled slightly, and looked at Wen Qinghua on the side of the stand, Wen Qinghua also looked at her, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. The sound of Shui Tianlan Qingyue sounded in everyone's ears. Everyone seemed to immediately see a beautiful picture of plum blossoms blooming in the snow, lonely and lonely but full of flowers, and there was no sound for a while.

Shui Tianlan can think of this is the one that describes winter, and it feels catchy, and I haven't forgotten it until now, it must be a good sentence that has been passed down through the ages.

"Good poetry!" Tang Wan'er on the stage suddenly screamed, very shocked and joyful to look at Shui Tianlan on the second floor, when Tang Xiaoqi told her the purpose of today's literati competition, she was very skeptical that Shui Tianlan, the princess of the cold palace, could win Wen Qinghua, but this poem obviously surprised her.

Suddenly, the people below seemed to wake up, and they all shouted well, applause did not stop, and everyone pondered this seemingly simple but evocative plum blossom poem.

"Good poetry! Great sentence! Wen Qinghua pondered carefully, and suddenly clapped his hands vigorously, and said excitedly, "The artistic conception is so beautiful!" ”