This is really a constant flow of thoughts, and thoughts are like springs!

At this time, everyone in the audience just thought that the horse had finished a poem, but they were making some noise, talking about these wonderful sentences made by the horse. At this time, after listening to these two sentences, he immediately shut up and stopped, not daring to say a word or move.

The audience seemed to be stuck at this time, and it was like a small video stuck in one place due to network reasons.

The crowd did not dare to make any more noise, and now they all waited for the colt to finish the second poem.

At this time, Chen Fang took a step back, but connected the last two sentences.

By asking who in the Han Palace is like, poor Feiyan leans on new makeup.

At this time, another poem was written, and the audience dared to make a move, and they dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

A branch of red dew condenses incense, and the clouds and rain Wushan are in vain.

By asking who in the Han Palace is like, poor Feiyan leans on new makeup.

At this time, this one is not worse than the first one, two poems, the horse only takes four steps back, four steps into two poems, and each of them is the best in the poem.

The talent of the horse is really rare in the world.

For a while, Chang'an has been talking everywhere about his superb martial arts, and he has faintly had the best demeanor in the world.

At this time, look at the poem made by the horse, but it is also a casual skill to overwhelm the audience, at this time two poems of praise to the current queen come out, I am afraid that it will not take a day, tea talk in restaurants everywhere, and when you are free, you have to say that the horse is unparalleled in the world, both civil and military, and whether it is literary or military, it is rare in the world.

At this time, everyone in the audience was frightened, but no one dared to speak, just gently stood or sat down.

Chen Fang looked at Wu Meiniang, where the two saints looked at each other, but they both understood each other's thoughts.

Wu Meiniang also looked at Chen Fang at this time, but it was two poems, Wu Meiniang's breathing was a little faster, and Chen Fang's eyes changed slightly.

At this time, only Wu Meiniang looked at Chen Fang, but I don't know how many people in the field are staring at him, and how many daughters are staring at him in that gaze, but they are scorching.

Since ancient times, talented and beautiful women, today's two poems have touched the hearts of many daughters, and how many daughters have fallen in love in their hearts, but they can't stop it.

At this time in the early Tang Dynasty, the poetry style was flourishing, and a good poem could make those girls in the boudoir sing for a long time.

It is common for a girl to secretly agree, a talented woman is good-looking, and it is not an empty word to use it in this era at this time.

But Chen Fangpian is a beautiful young man, just like his appearance, I don't know how many daughters' hearts are pounding when they see it, and at this time they have added poetry and martial arts, but they are like tigers with wings, messing up their daughter's love.

And where would Chen Fang pay attention to the eyes of others at this time, the eyes of infatuated children, but he saw a lot, Tang Gongfang walked casually, and some of the embroidered girls and weavers had red cheeks, but they couldn't help but look at themselves.

I rubbed the oil, although those first mothers were shy, and occasionally said a word of nonsense, but when I turned my head, I didn't have a ruddy face and a happy heart.

Chen Fang has touched the tips of many weaver girl embroiderers, but their hearts are pounding, like a frightened deer in the forest, crashing into each other.

Chen Fang just looked at Wu Meiniang, and Wu Meiniang, who he was looking at, was already smiling at him at this time, but that kind of smile came from the bottom of his heart, and the smile was charming, not to mention the ultimate beauty like Wu Meiniang.

Alluring the city and the country smiled, but it was the ultimate charm, adding a touch of charm, which made people unbearable.

At this time, the Niangniang's wine had been slightly in my heart, and my heart was a little hot, but the Adam's apple was undetectable. Chen Fang looked at Wu Meiniang's smile, but his heart was a little confused at this time.

At this time, I saw that Chen Fang took a step back, and it was already the third poem at this time, and the horse was still composing poems.

Famous flowers love the country, and the king often looks at it with a smile.

Two more sentences came out, and these two sentences are so appropriate for Wu Meiniang, so many years, since Li Zhi met Wu Meiniang, he is dedicated to her, although he can't be called a dog and a horse every day, and the hibiscus tent is warm, but he just wants to have a monkey with Wu Meiniang all these years.

This Li Zhi's children at this time, but the youngest ones were all from Wu Meiniang.

Sure enough, at this time, the horse made another song, and the audience was shocked, and the talent of the horse made many scribes only feel that a heavy stone was pressed in their chests at this time.

In the future, as long as it is a poetry club, who will dare to call it the first. Although it is said that there is no first place, the scribes here at this time have an indisputable number one in their hearts.

Whether it is the merry genius of the Tang Dynasty or the scribes of the Western Qin and Northern Han Dynasty who originally wanted to provoke, they all have this first in their hearts at this time.

Such a wonderful sentence, but His Majesty limited the topic and time to compose.

Wu Meiniang had already opened her mouth slightly, but she was a little shocked. The expression of that face changed slightly at this time, but the color of the daughter born was not daring to look at it directly.

At this time, the audience looked directly at Wu Meiniang, and I was afraid that only Chen Fang was there, even His Majesty was distracted by other things.

For Wu Meiniang, this third song is more appropriate, the famous flowers are happy with the country, and the king often laughs at it.

Looking at the colt at this time, she felt that she had done a little too much to the colt before. How can you always let him help him reconcile yin and yang!

Looking at his gaze at this time, Wu Meiniang just wanted to compensate him well in the future.

In her heart, there seemed to be something broken, like a barrier, like glass struck by a hammer, shattered into chips.

At this time, he saw Chen Fang take two steps back and groaned two more sentences.

Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is leaning on the north of the gan.

These two sentences came out, but the audience was still silent, and everyone didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

At first, I thought that the horse only made one song, but at this time, the horse had already made three songs in a row, took seven steps back, and faced the queen of the dynasty step by step.

Three songs of praise to beauty, but they shocked the audience. And everyone thinks that in fact, the last two steps of the horse are actually only one step back, and the master of the horse takes two steps back, but it is not more than Cao Zijian, who has become a poet in seven steps.

Everyone didn't dare to move at this time, and they didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that the horse master would do it again.

At this time, I heard a bang in the field.

"Hurry up and help the horse, he's drunk!"

Wu Meiniang couldn't help but exclaim at this time, but where was the queen's composure and calmness.

At this time, Wu Meiniang actually walked into the scene from behind several cases, and was the first to get in front of the drunk Chen Fang, hugged Chen Fang, and helped him up.

There, Li Zhi just came a step late, and helped up the horse with Wu Meiniang.

At this time, the princes who came next to him took over the horses from the hands of the two saints.

There, Li Zhi had already asked the palace maid to help the horse to the dormitory.

"He's drunk when he gets drunk, but he still wants to drink!"

Wu Meiniang sighed, but her face was a little anxious.

Li Zhi stroked the back of her hand and patted her lightly a few times.

"It's fine, it's just drunk. I remember the last Hong'er birthday banquet, he also wrote poems after drinking, but he collapsed after finishing it. ”

"But it's all for Mei Niang!"

Wu Meiniang's worries, at this time, Li Zhi could only gently comfort his queen.