Faced with the anger of the person he likes, how could Zhao Tiandong endure it, if he didn't take this opportunity to perform well, what were he waiting for? Immediately, he coughed lightly and said, "Since Bu Gongzi wants to buy this painting and give it to Miss Chun," he said this sentence very clearly, trying to make Li Zhiqiu understand what every word meant, "And I also want to buy this painting and give it to Miss Li, no matter how long we argue here, we can't solve the problem for a long time, so it's better to find a way." ”

"What, you're going to draw lots? Or is it a dice? Chunxin lazily glanced at Li Zhiqiu, who was holding back her anger, and also liked to fly, but why was the county lord of Xuan so annoying? Unhappy is unhappy, warning is warning, aren't you afraid of internal injuries in your stomach?

Zhao Tiandong snorted contemptuously: "That's too vulgar, this is the Ink Pavilion, since Miss Chun, you dare to despise Miss Li's talent, I think it must be a bit literary......"

As Zhao Tiandong's words continued, Chunxin's face turned green.

Your uncle, why did you forget to cross the bridge that 90% of women will encounter? Dou Shi! How could a woman who traveled to ancient times not recite two crooked poems, and how could she not sing two Chinese-style songs? Shenma water tunes the song head, when is the spring flowers and autumn moon of Shenma, the east wind of Shenma is broken, and Shenma is loyal to the country...... She hadn't bumped into this scene for so long, and she had forgotten about it.

Now it seems that dog blood is still going to be spilled.

Seeing that Chunxin's face changed, Zhao Tiandong smiled, and he said, a stinky girl from a humble background is already very good to be literate, but if you want to say that poetry is endowed, it is really a joke.

"It just so happens that the title is also ready-made. Let's take peony as the theme. Zhao Tiandong added with a smile.

Li Zhiqiu also smiled faintly. If she had said it herself. It seems that she is a little domineering and bullying a girl who doesn't know anything, but since Zhao Tiandong said it, it has nothing to do with her. If the person surnamed Chun refuses to respond, just let the young man look at this girl's rough and unwritten face, but if he should be...... Her reputation as a talented woman is not for nothing.

Glancing at Zhao Tiandong with some appreciation, Li Zhiqiu said softly: "Zhao Gongzi said that he was joking, I have only studied some calligraphy and painting articles slightly, if I say that I am talented." How is that possible? Sister Chun is still young and ignorant, so forget about this kind of competition. ”

"Miss Li, you are so humble, you can still let that person go if you are so scorned, but unfortunately I am afraid that Miss Chun will not thank you for your kindness." Zhao Tiandong said and glanced at Bu Fei, who had not spoken, he felt that today was too perfect, Bu Fei, this kid actually took a girl out to play, and he happened to be bumped into by Miss Li, and the girl who was traveling with him was still disrespectful to Miss Li, and this kid didn't stop it...... All this is enough to make Miss Li a little discouraged.

"Where. I just don't want to embarrass the spring girl. Li Zhiqiu shook her head slightly, and her gaze slipped over Bu Fei's face from time to time. But seeing that Bu Fei was just sitting there with a faint smile, and he didn't mean to stop it, he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.

Yo, is this irritating me? Chunxin raised her eyebrows, it seems that she is going to do something that is not worthy of the ancients and sages. Taking a sip of tea, she tilted her head and said, "You guys sing and harmonize here, it's like a family, forget it, since you want to play, then play." "Anyway, even if you take the painting away, the painting won't survive today, and you can't understand Bu Fei's perverted possessiveness.

Li Zhiqiu was so angry by the sentence "family" that she blushed, so she simply stopped pushing it in vain, and nodded directly to a big case against the wall in the east.

There has always been no shortage of literati in the ink storage pavilion, so there has always been a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, just waiting for those guests who are interested in splashing ink.

"Then, with a stick of incense as the limit and a peony as the theme, Miss Chun and Miss Li each wrote a poem about peonies." Zhao Tiandong is in a good mood, Miss Li doesn't like this girl surnamed Chun, he is now helping Miss Li teach this girl a lesson, naturally he is on Miss Li's side, if the girl surnamed Chun can return home, presumably Miss Li will look up to him because of this.

Chunxin glanced at Zhao Tiandong like an idiot, if she couldn't see that this guy was soaking Li Zhiqiu, she might as well gouge out her eyeballs. However, you help the girl you like to deal with her self-righteous rival, what is this called, she lost, it was all your fault, it must have been you who didn't work hard to make her wrong, she won, she hit the rival in love, she was happy because she showed her face in front of the person she cared about, everything was for Bufei, shouldn't you be depressed? If you are really shrewd, you should cooperate with me to deal with her, dispel her beautiful reverie, and let her fall into your arms.

Alas, in ancient times, this was more sad, and there were not so many pickled girl books available.

Just when Chunxin was complaining about Zhao Tiandong in his heart, the incense had already been lit, and pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were also placed in front of the two.

Seeing that Chunxin didn't write for a long time, Zhao Tiandong was proud, so he said, how can a stinky girl from a businessman compare with Miss Li? Looking at Li Zhiqiu, who had already begun to wave over there, he curled the corners of his mouth: "Spring girl, please." ”

"Please, sister, the time hasn't come yet, when do you care when I write?" Chunxin glanced at Zhao Tiandong very unceremoniously. She doesn't like this kid, it's very unpleasant, from the very beginning, she has a pair of dog eyes to look at the world, full of dog blood splashed on her body, she can't look down on Qi Fei when she sees Bu Fei, she looks down on Li Feng when she says it, and she looks down on her when she refutes it, and the only thing that can make him look up is his favorite Miss Li.

Well, if that's the case, then I'm going to hit you from where you're most proud.

As for Li Zhiqiu, it's not the first time that Chunxin has seen her unpleasantly, meow, yesterday at your house, I was your mother to save face for my aunt, so I can treat it as if I didn't see your white eyes, and there is no need to save face today.

However, there are too many poems about peony since ancient times, which one should she "borrow"? That's a problem.

Time is not fast, slow is not slow, a stick of incense has burned most of it, and Li Zhiqiu's poems have already been written.

The red fragrance and white jade warm spring breeze, the color of the flower is heavy and shadowy,

The green leaves are beautiful, not the same as the ordinary branches in the world.

Dwarf oil, is it quite fast? Chunxin pursed her lips, and looked at the last sentence of the most deaf sentence, she still despised her, obviously saying that I am the high-ranking Bai Fumei, you flat-headed little people still want to be compared with me?

"Spring girl, if you are embarrassed, forget it." Li Zhiqiu said softly, and by the way, her eyes flowed over Bu Fei's body, wanting to see a trace of appreciation in Bu Fei's eyes.

And Bu Fei did nod and smile with admiration, and Li Zhiqiu immediately smiled more gently.

Chunxin glanced at her directly: "Don't interrupt people's thoughts, okay?" ”

Forget it, let's come to this, at least seven of the ten songs of peony in well-known novels are this.

The peony demon in front of the court is unqualified, and the hibiscus on the pond is pure and affectionate.

Only the peony is true to the national color, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom.

is different from Li Zhiqiu's neat and delicate fly-headed Xiaokai, Chunxin's words are a little less dignified and demure, but a little more arrogant, which matches her poems.

Chong Li Zhiqiu, who had an ugly face, winked, and said with a smile: "Sister Li, I have been studying medicine with my grandfather since I was six years old, but I have been copying medical books every day since I was five years old. ”

Especially grandpa not only requires her to be able to write, but also requires her to write well, she is copying books while copying books as practice calligraphy, although Li Zhiqiu is a few years older than her, it is estimated that she has not copied as many books in this life.

The poems of the two are placed together, one is exquisite, the other is atmospheric, and it is clear who is on and who is next.

Li Zhiqiu's face is even more ugly, compared with Chunxin's poetry and calligraphy, it is obvious that she is a child, if no one is fine, but now she is still in front of Bu Gongzi. She pursed her lips and glanced at Chunxin with great suspicion, since she has been practicing since she was a child, and her handwriting is better, how can she compare to her who has been immersed in poetry and songs all year round? However, if she opened her mouth to question, wouldn't it appear that she was cautious?

I have to say that Zhao Tiandong is really a roundworm in Li Zhiqiu's stomach, and without Li Zhiqiu's reminder, he consciously and spontaneously spoke: "Miss Chun's handwriting is good, but this poem ...... Did the Spring Girl learn poetry? Or where have you seen it? ”

Ha, of course I haven't studied it, but I borrowed it all from me. Chunxin plucked out her ears and said impatiently: "You directly said that you suspect that I copied someone else's, it's not too troublesome?" Don't you just want to help Miss Li win, if you want to win, you can say, don't you say how do I know that you want to be hard, if you really want to win, I can also write one, two, three, four, five, peony is so good-looking, six, seven, eight, ninety, from morning to night and so on. If you think I copied it, then you can go and find the original, and if you can find the original from this world, I'll give you my head. ”

She didn't say whether there was a problem with the original, she said if she could find the original, hum, Liu Yuxi's family was in the Tang Dynasty, and you will know when you are lucky to wear it one day.

"Only the peony is true to the country, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom! Good sentence, good sentence! ”

The sound of chanting and applause rang out from behind, and it seemed that someone had seen this side and came to join in the fun.

It's just that this voice seems to be a little familiar.

Chunxin turned her head and was not surprised to see a familiar face, and almost jumped.

Damn, is this guy Jiahe able to doppelgänger, why is he everywhere?

Today's Jiahe wore a white robe, his skin was not fair, but wearing this white robe was not abrupt at all, but made him more charming, it was really ......

Meow, handsome guy is good, what looks good in wear! While washing her eyes with beauty, Chunxin secretly muttered. (To be continued......)