"It doesn't matter. Anyway, if he makes things up, no one will answer the question. ”

Gu Cheng: "......."

Li Tai shook his head and said lightly: "That is the case, then it is still a lotus, who will answer the question?" ”

Just now, many people talked about lotus, which is simple, but people talk too much, and their appreciation ability will naturally improve.

If Gu Bao said something ordinary, he would naturally be inferior.

Gu Bao was urged by Princess Gaoyang, so he had no choice but to stand up.

"Oh, Daoist Gu wants to answer the question?"

"Hehe, let King Wei laugh cheaply."

Brother Bao grinned.

Li Tai said lightly: "The Taoist is a master, and the poems are incomparable, please." ”

Gu Bao sneered in his heart, hypocrisy!

Don't you just want to see the poor road ugly?

He strode out of the pavilion and into the middle of the group of talented women.

When this group of talented women saw a little Taoist priest come out, they immediately got out of the way and took the initiative to stand in two rows.

They all looked at him with wide eyes and curiosity.

Gu Bao nodded at them as he walked, causing some of the girls to giggle.

Walking to the edge of the pool, Gu Bao paused for a moment, and suddenly turned around and said, "There is!" ”

One of the women laughed, "What's there?" ”

"Nature Poetry!"

Gu Bao patted his chest, his eyes burning, "There are lotus flowers in the chest." ”

Everyone looked at him curiously, waiting for his poems.

Gu Bao coughed lightly twice and said loudly: "One, two, three, four, five, six, and seven." ”

"Hahahaha!"

The crowd burst into laughter, laughter.

"This is also poetry?"

"I'm laughing to death, this little Taoist priest is really funny."

Gu Cheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Shame on you." I thought he was so talented. ”

Li Tai's face was pale, and he shook his head silently.

"It shouldn't be."

The eldest grandson Chong muttered, "Brother Gu is talented, can't he write such a poem?" ”

Princess Gaoyang covered her face and moaned, "The words are so good, why are you so bad at writing poetry." ”

Gu Bao didn't care either, and said:

"A lotus flower is a beauty, there are many lotus flowers here."

"Poof!"

Everyone laughed again, and even Changsun Chong was extremely embarrassed.

He also thought that Gu Bao could have wonderful sentences in the back, where did he know that it was still limericks.

"Little Taoist, although you praise us and others, this poem is not good."

A group of girls giggled, facing Gu Bao's praise, but they didn't appreciate it.

Gu Bao shrugged his shoulders and said, "Anyway, I made the poem." If there is no challenge, the poor road is going to be a beauty pageant. ”

A pair of thief eyes conveyed it to the many girls in front of him.

Winning a group of girls is coquettish again.

Gu Bao sighed in his heart, grandma's, the openness of this Datang woman is no worse than that of her own era.

This era is not my own era, cool!

On second thought, it's not right, as long as you are powerful and powerful, which era is not happy?

Wang Liang got up slowly and said, "If you let you pass the test, we won't have to lose all the face?" ”

Saying that, he stood with his hands in his hands, and walked to the edge of the stone pavilion without hurry.

He looked at the pond full of lotus flowers and chanted: "The sycamore trees fall in front of the pavilion, and the hibiscus is half-bloomed at the water's edge." ”

Hibiscus is a lotus, although it is not said that the lotus flower, but it is also true.

Wang Liang was quite proud, and said, "Little Taoist, how is my poem compared to you?" Hahaha. ”

"What are you laughing at?"

Gu Bao said disdainfully: "It's just miscellaneous poems, you have to look at them poorly, and the poems of the poor road are half a catty and eight taels, which are on par." ”

Wang Liang snorted: "What you said doesn't count, let everyone evaluate to know who is good and who is bad." ”

Gu Bao waved his hand, "Forget it, Poor Dao won't bully you, I'll give you another song." I'm afraid that once this poem comes out, there will be no lotus poems to make. ”

Gu Bao's words immediately detonated the audience.

The crowd fought one after another.

"Arrogance!"

"Ignorant and fearless!"

"I don't know how thick the sky is!"

"At a young age, it's not good to learn anything, learn what others say."

"That is, Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, dare to brag about himself like this, and he is not afraid to flash his tongue."

"What a noise!"

Gu Bao pressed his hand: "Poor Dao suddenly feels that what you said is reasonable, so let's present a clumsy poem first." ”

said and chanted directly: "After all, in the middle of June in Furong, the scenery is not the same as the four seasons. The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. ”

The audience fell silent in an instant.

Everyone looked at the little Taoist priest in front of them blankly.

"Huh?"

Li Shu smacked his tongue and suddenly let out a shocked sound.

"This poem seems to be pretty good."

"It's not good, it's very good. With this poem alone, he can be famous through the ages. ”

Li Lizhi stared at Gu Bao with a pair of wonderful eyes, surprised and surprised.

I didn't expect the little Taoist priest to have such talent.

"It's really good."

Princess Guantao chuckled: "I thought that this little Taoist priest was full of words, but now it seems that he still has some talent." ”

"Hmph, you can't boast, this person can blow it, and he can't boast about his tail to the sky?"

Having said that, everyone can see Princess Gaoyang's pride.

Gu Cheng's face sank like water, and he didn't seem to have reacted from this poem.

Li Tai's expression remained unchanged, but his face also lost the previous joke.

"What poetry."

"It's really a good poem, I didn't expect this little Taoist priest to have such talent."

The group of girls closest to Gu Bao, their eyes glowed with golden light, and they all cast praiseful glances at Brother Bao.

"Don't be excited, this poem is actually average, and it is estimated that it will not be able to enter everyone's eyes."

Gu Bao said cheaply: "Now I will ask that brother to continue to challenge." Thinking about the clumsy work of Poor Dao, this brother should easily defeat Poor Dao again. ”

Wang Liang's face froze, and he glared at Gu Bao fiercely, "I admit defeat!" ”

He brushed his sleeves back to his seat, drinking to vent his frustration.

Cui Ze said: "Brother Wang, don't be angry, as soon as this poem comes out, don't say you, even if everyone present is afraid that no one will be able to challenge it successfully." ”

"I'm not mad at this."

Wang Liang said angrily: "I'm angry that he is obviously very powerful, and he makes a limerick poem that makes me ugly." ”

"Wang Liang!"

Li Shu was immediately unhappy when he heard this, "What do you mean to make you ugly?" You don't want him to make a joke? Now how can you be laughed at? ”

Wang Liang's face changed slightly, he laughed dryly, and said no more.

"Why, a broken poem can make you retreat?"

Gu Bao was unrelenting, caught up with him, and blinked, "Dare to ask this son's surname?" ”

Wang Liang couldn't hold back and turned his head over.

Li Shu said seriously: "His name is Wang Liang, the Wang family, don't offend him too much." He's bad. ”

"Gao Yang!"

Princess Guantao couldn't cry or laugh, and patted Li Shu's little head.

Li Shu stuck out his tongue and laughed twice.

"It turned out to be the prince."

Gu Bao pinched his chin and said, "Although this poem is ordinary, it should have a name because of him, it should be called "Furong Garden for the Prince", Princess Gaoyang, what do you think?" ”

"Okay, in the future, it will be another allusion."

Li Shu blinked and said enviously: "Wang Liang, you are also going to be famous for eternity." ”