The young master was standing on the shore with his head held high, thinking that the girl Jingyan of the Ring Hall would be arrested, so that his family's merits to the snake people would reach the realm of Great Perfection. How to describe Zhifeng's mood at the moment, that is, it is like a sand nest radish, indifferent on the outside and beautiful in the heart!

It's just that before the joy in my heart can be expressed, I heard that the eldest girl gave up the middle-aged scribe and let herself make poetry. The cold sweat of the young master came down in an instant, this, it's not very good, I'm just a little anxious, it's a good memory, if you want to talk about the Tao of ancient poetry, it's not a little bit worse.

Especially bitter, this kind of hidden head poems, pagoda poems and other poems belong to miscellaneous poems, but they are usually games for self-entertainment when literati and rioters gather, far less popular and so wide than those masterpieces of famous artists.

If it is a different way, Zhifeng can take out the works of Sansu, Tang Yin, Li Qingzhao and others in the later generations to fool people, but this hidden poem... What, I really don't know how many songs there are, as for playing on the spot to make one... This, Zhifeng can only hehe.

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that I would die out of this blind idea, I was full of moths, but I splashed a head of, and Zhifeng wilted in an instant.

"Well, you don't have to... Since the girl..."

"It must be, this battle is not over yet, Gongzi is talented, please don't shirk!" Jing Yan is also learning to be obedient, not waiting for Zhifeng to finish speaking, and interrupting the conversation in front, which means that Zhifeng has to make a song.

In fact, it's no wonder that Jing Yan is not a wooden person who lacks heart, there are two ways at the moment, either he will not admit his account and continue to fight with the other party, or he would rather damage his own reputation than be restrained. Either you will fight one last time, anyway, the rule set at that time was that both sides made a hidden poem, guessing each other's origins, and it could not be said that they were scoundrels.

Now that she has made up her mind in her heart, of course Jing Yan can't let Zhifeng say something more about it, and if she pushes it, she will really lose her chance at that time.

"Young master, you just make a song, kill her sharpness!" Cui Niang next to her muttered softly, with a look of worship and trust.

Zhifeng heard it, and the fart was about to be angry, where is this, my good sister, what are you fooling with here, I don't know if I'm actually the legendary brainless fan.

"That's right, don't shirk it, son, hurry up and make a song to suppress this precept hall demon girl!" The dragon next to him also made up a sentence without eyesight. Even with it, the goddess and the Duan family Feiyu also echoed it, and even the middle-aged scribes on the side had a posture of wanting to support it.

Zhifeng is completely stupid, this, Nima, you are still not your own people, dear friends, can I make poetry, can you still spend money to subscribe? One by one, I am afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and I hate people when I look at it!

"So, I'll make a song then?" Zhifeng has no confidence in what he said, his eyes are not thieves, and he doesn't dare to look at everyone!

"A must!"

"Of course!"

"Great!"

Zhifeng, "..."

"I am a green onion in the next life," Zhifeng stomped his feet ruthlessly and opened the whole thing!

It's just that it came down in a cold sweat.

"Well, I was a green onion in my later life, and I just talked nonsense. Everyone persuaded us to make a song, but we were just as timid as a worm. ”

Finally, the young master Zhi began to make a shocking work, but for the sake of the people of Ha, they opened their mouths so big that they could swallow a watermelon directly, Zhifeng decisively felt very worried in his heart, don't you worship my brother so much, okay, I'm actually still very shy...

"Like a worm... Well, knowing everything is the true meaning, a flood of urine in the wind, the practice is relatively shallow, and this trip is a pity to meet! ”

The young master began to wait for everyone to chirp or cheer, but everyone was silent, death-like silence!

"Young master, this, is this the Tibetan poem you made?" Cui Niang cautiously and couldn't believe that she asked, that means, don't you make fun of us toiling people and have fun.

"Well, see the smile and laugh, I hope everyone, what, comment, comment one or two!" Zhifeng wiped the cold sweat from his nose and sideburns, he was tormented, it was finally over!

The young master knows in his heart that his poem is really not good, but we are big men, and we can't show timidity at any time, anyway, there is pressure and rhyme, and we can't say that what we do is not a hidden poem, but burdock flowers.

"Poof!"

"Haha!"

"I'll you!"

"Mother!"

Suddenly, everyone erupted into a violent and unrivaled uproar, which was simply sonic for nine days. The phrase 'I'll strangle' naturally comes from the mouth of Longmu.

These days, Long Mu, Cui Niang and others have learned some vivid words from Zhifeng, such as 'don't want it', 'blind your dog's eyes' and don't know where they popped up, and now everyone is proficient in using it, no, it will be directly settled on Young Master Zhi.

Zhifeng, "...", outside the black line, take the lead in the Yangtze River Delta, wait, it's not good to bully the traverser like this.

The girl Jingyan on the opposite side was also smiling, it seemed that at this moment, she had a harmonious relationship with the snake people, and she definitely couldn't see that she was still a mortal rival just now.

This, Zhifeng decisively noticed the change in Jing Yan's attitude, it turned out that composing poems can still make such an effect, can it be said that this can turn hostility into jade silk?

"Gong, Gongzi..."Jing Yan laughed so much that she almost broke her breath, the eldest lady of the Ring Hall knew that this was not good, and she was rude, but she couldn't help it... Even Jingyan is like this, the situation of others can be imagined, for a while, the third entry of the 'conscientious' courtyard, the audience was full of laughter, how cheerful.

This is not the end, there is such a good thing and not long-eyed guards or something, it is far away, I didn't hear clearly what was going on with the young master's 'master's masterpiece', and suddenly saw both sides of the fight laughing to death, and they couldn't hold back their curiosity, and came up and asked, "What's going on, what's going on?" ”

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"I, I know, Gongzi is the Zhifeng of Dazhi Kingdom!"

Jing Yan finally held her breath and said a word, I really can't do it, it's too funny.

"This, girl, do you see who I am?" Zhifeng was a little embarrassed, it seems that his hidden poem is really not good, and people can guess it in minutes.

It seems that the young master knows what it is, you don't want to think about it, you can't do this limerick poem, you can't say it clearly, the first word of each sentence is connected to 'I am Da Zhi Zhifeng here', hehe, there is still a sentence with a language problem. The eldest lady of the Ring Palace, it's more difficult to 'guess' than 'can guess'.

"It's just that since the girl guessed correctly, I can't deny it, but how should this be the result of the fight?"

Seeing that everyone was laughing almost, Zhifeng was calm and fast, as soon as this sentence came out, in an instant, the audience was silent, according to ah, what is going on, the demon girl of the Ring Hall on the opposite side also guessed the origin and name of Zhifeng, but it was a tie.

The peace is over, and the wind and rain are rising again!

How can this be good?

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