Before Gao Dengyun could get up, he heard a voice behind him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Aunt Gui, Xiaosheng come over and try it."

Following the voice, the person who spoke was a handsome boy, but this person Xu Chao recognized that it was the prodigal genius Wan Qing who was famous in the Qingshui Academy.

"Although this man behaves frivolously, he still has some real talents." Xu Chao said to Gao Dengyun.

Being able to be said by Xu Chao can be seen that Wan Qing is really not simple, he glanced at the people present, waved his hand towards Chun Thirteen Niang on the stage, stood up straight and said loudly.

"Every time I think of Thirteen Niang, I always feel distressed, so I write a poem."

Hearing that the woman on the stage seemed to chuckle, Wan Qing was very excited and began to chant loudly: "Yingying Yan Yan Chunchun, Huahua willow and willow are true." Everything is charming, delicate and delicate......"

Wan Qing paused slightly, and then sighed softly: "But when I see the tears wet, I don't know who I hate." ”

Some people in the audience applauded, this poem just used overlapping words, it depicted the virtual image of the boudoir woman, and the last sigh even wrote the boudoir heart.

Xu Chao frowned, a little displeased. He and Wan Qing are in the same Qingshui Academy, and they both have some talents. Now that Wan Qing has made good poems in public, he has thought about it for a long time, and he feels that it cannot be compared at all. I felt a little lost.

After listening to Wan Qing's poem, the woman on the stage seemed to be quite likely, and she whispered a few words to Aunt Gui.

Is Wanqing going to succeed?

No!

The first boudoir guest of Chun Thirteen Niang, such an honor, how could Gao Dengyun allow it to fall into the hands of others.

He stood up and said loudly: "It's indeed a good poem, but there are just a few lines of sentences below, and I want to tell the thirteen girls." ”

Thirteen Niang whispered a few words to the middle-aged woman, and the middle-aged woman said, "This son, please." ”

Finally in front of the public, reciting this poem that is almost the best in his life, and it is even possible to take advantage of this to kiss the beauty Fang Ze, Gao Dengyun was a little excited, he dressed up, took a deep breath, and said loudly.

"The beauty hugged Yaose, complaining and playing goodbye to the crane.

Male and female fly north and south, once in a different habitat.

Forgive it for not being a golden stone, and it is as good as yesterday.

It is born as a juxtaic flower, and there are also successive falls.

The autumn forest is against the slanting sun, and the scenery is thin.

I still want to understand the king's heart, and I want to go to Pei Lanruo. ”

As soon as he finished reading, the crowd was already applauding. Liang Lan and others also heard Gao Dengyun's poem for the first time, and they also felt that it was a good poem. Especially that Xu Chao, after listening to it, he applauded vigorously.

He and Na Wanqing are in the Qingshui School together, and today Wanqing is deflated, and he is also happy to see it.

"It is worthy of Gao Dengyun's tall and talented man, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this poem is the best Qing Shui."

"Brother Chengfeng's talent, let me wait for shame!"

……

Everyone around him opened their mouths to praise.

Liang Lan also went over and gave Gao Dengyun a thumbs up: "Amazing, Brother Chengfeng." ”

Gao Dengyun stood there with a smile on his face.

Wan Qing, who wrote poetry before, his face became a little ugly, although it was said that there was no first in the text, and there was no second in the martial arts, but Gao Dengyun's poem was more far-reaching than his aftertaste, and after tasting it carefully, he was still a little worse.

Sure enough, Aunt Gui waved at Gao Dengyun and said, "This son, Thirteen Niang wants to invite you to come up and talk about it." ”

"Oh?"

Gao Dengyun couldn't hold back the smile on his face, and bowed his hand: "Thank you, girl, for your kindness." ”

He strode towards the stage.

One step, two steps, three steps, Thirteen Niang's face was in front of him, and he had never felt so close to her.

Just then, I suddenly heard someone laughing.

"Hahaha, this can satisfy Thirteen Niang, is there really no one in the whole Qingshui?"

The smile on Gao Dengyun's face disappeared, he stopped, and looked back at the Gu Yong who spoke wildly before boarding the ship tonight.

Gao Dengyun has traveled extensively, and he has also heard of the son of the current prefect Gu Zhizhang, who is called Gu Yong. But there are so many people with the same name and surname in the world, where would the son of the prefect come to Qingshui to visit the Qinglou?

This Gu Yong, I don't know where he ran out, he can only make a lot of nonsense, which is extremely annoying. Even if he is the son of the prefect, how can he lose his demeanor when he is a beauty tonight?

Gao Dengyun frowned in disgust, and asked in a cold voice: "Your Excellency has such a big breath, there must be a good sentence for the world!" ”

Although he said this, his expression was full of disdain, and the poem he read just now was the result of many days of hard thinking. Gao Dengyun is erudite and talented, and he conceives all day long, so that the time and place are right, and he has made the most satisfying poem in recent years.

How can the average person compare?

Who knows, this person named Gu Yong is not modest. He said in a sneering tone: "I naturally don't dare to take the good sentences, but I still have to be better than you." ”

"You're ......!"

Gao Dengyun was furious when he heard this, tried to suppress the anger, and said, "I want to hear about it." ”

Gu Yong closed the fan, got up from his seat and walked towards the stage where Thirteen Niang was, every step he took, he read out a sentence, and after reading the whole poem, he happened to walk under the stage.

"There is a banshee and Li, Pei Hui Xiangshuimei. Water Meilan Du Fang, who will send it.

The rhinoceros has bright teeth, and the double moth has green eyebrows. The red face is like a lotus, and the plain skin is like condensation.

It is easy and not self-sustaining. Taste the peerless color, and restore the posture of the city. ”

As soon as Gu Yong's poem came out, the audience suddenly became much quieter, only a few whispers remained, discussing what kind of origin this Gu Yong came from, and he actually suppressed Gao Dengyun's head.

This poem has a neat rhyme, gorgeous rhetoric, but no suspicion of piling up. Quoting scriptures, everywhere. Each sentence praises the woman's beauty, but each sentence uses a different way of descripting.

This Gu Yong does have some talent.

Liang Lan was holding chopsticks in her hand, still holding vegetables there. I already had a judgment in my heart, in the competition just now, Qing Shui's famous talent Gao Dengyun had already lost.

Thinking of the autumn gambling contract half a year later, Liang Lan was slightly happy. If it weren't for the fact that he had the advantage of being a traverser, coupled with the exercises he practiced, he could accurately recall every book he had read before, and he wouldn't even be able to compare to Gao Dengyun, let alone Gu Yong.

But now, Liang Lan thought about it a little and recalled several excellent poems.

There's no need to say it.

Even though Chun Thirteen Niang is stunning, but she already has Zhu Yingtai, why expose her strength for a dusty woman?

Thinking like this in her heart, Liang Lan continued to pick up vegetables as if no one was around, and took a sip gently: "Good wine!" Ride the wind, let's drink together......"

Gao Dengyun stood there, neither advancing nor retreating. His face was white, and his head was buzzing, this Gu Yong's behavior was prodigal and arrogant, but it was true that poetry overpowered him. The chest was pressed in one breath, like a mountain.

If he could make poems that overwhelmed Gu Yong by living ten years less, Gao Dengyun would not hesitate. Unfortunately, God would not give him such a choice.

Hearing Liang Lan's call, Gao Dengyun took a deep breath, staggered over, and as soon as he sat down, the whole person was weak and soft on the stool.

"Don't pay too much attention to poetry, it's a whim. In the future, Brother Chengfeng will definitely make better verses! ”

"Brother Chengfeng's poem just now is already outstanding."

Everyone whispered with relief, Gao Dengyun sighed, he had seen Liang Lan compose poems in the school, and asked Liang Lan with a wine glass: "Uncle Shan, have you made any good poems?" ”

Xu Chao and others were surprised, why did Gao Dengyun value this Liang Shanbo so much?

Gu Yong's poem, the wording has reached the extreme tonight, and it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to beat him, let alone this inconspicuous Liang Lan.

Sure enough, I saw Liang Lan smiling and shaking his head.

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