Thanks to the experienced online bookworm for the reward and recommendation, thank you again for gently breaking her leg brother, Zijin will definitely learn the spirit of the little second brother and tell the story well! Thanks, thanks, Chapter 3 presents! Arrange for the eldest lady to come to the show as soon as possible! Hee-hee.

"There are many comparisons, couplets, and poems, in short, as long as it is poetry and songs, you can" Miss Zhuang seriously introduced the comparison to Han Feng, Han Feng buttoned his nose and listened while picking, this game is too simple, although he doesn't know anything about the four books and five classics, but in this era, it is enough to kill these literati who dance and write.

Not to mention anything else, in this era, Tang Bohu's poems, these ordinary people have never heard of them, and they use them by themselves, no matter who he is, what comes out of my mouth is my Han Xiaoer!

Han Feng has always disdained these talents, why can a talent be matched with a beautiful woman, which law stipulates it? Why can't the family be matched with a beautiful woman?

Obviously, the number one talent in Hangzhou at the moment, Wu Mengda...... Ah no, Wu Mengru looked unconvinced, stared at herself, and sneered: "Just let Han Gongzi choose, I can do it." "I can't get used to seeing such a grandson the most, and I put on a posture where you are free to accompany me, I don't know how much ink you really think you have in your stomach?

I didn't inquire in Hangzhou, who was the one who won the championship by virtue of his literary talent on the edge of the West Lake, Han Feng was very disdainful in his heart, he would meet such a person when he went to school, he beat him for ten yuan first, and said with a smile: "Then let's admit it, we have already matched the pair, since it doesn't count, then let's compose a poem." ”

"Poetry?" The eldest lady looked at Han Feng suspiciously, how could this bad guy still have such ability? Writing poems here, done well, the family turned over and sang, if you can't do it well, then you will really lose all the people in your own family, looking at Han Feng's confident appearance, the eldest lady pulled Han Feng's sleeve: "Are you sure, you want to compose poetry?" Will you? ”

Han Feng rolled his eyes: "No, I haven't learned yet!" That's right, the nine years of compulsory education really didn't teach you how to compose poems, but they did teach you how to memorize poems.

"Good!" That Wu Gongzi smiled and nodded, this guy was jealous, seeing that the eldest lady was unhappy with the maintenance of this family in every way, Fang Cai even the Miss Zhuang he had been pursuing was also speaking for him, he had already been unable to swallow his breath, and he had to find his face at this moment.

"Write poetry." Zhuang Ningning nodded, she had already heard her younger brother say that this Han Er wrote poems in the Drunken Flower Building and won the championship, although she didn't disdain that kind of fireworks land, but she knew a little about the Drunken Flower Building's Oiran Liu Ruyan, and thought: The person who can be favored by Miss Liu must not be too bad, no matter how many times her younger brother has written poems, he has not entered the eyes of that girl.

"There is a title for writing a poem, so I think I will use the moon as the theme to make a poem."

"Then you come first!"

Wu Mengru smiled, he wrote poems by himself, he was the first genius, he was a poet, if it was a couplet, he was still a little inferior to others, but he wrote poems, that is to look at Hangzhou City, say two by himself, then no one dares to say one, this family will really touch his strengths, then don't blame himself for being ruthless.

Han Feng was actually very disdainful, if he wanted to kill this number one talent in a couplet, he would just throw out the pair hanging in his store and throw it to him, presumably he couldn't think of it when he sat and didn't sleep for a few nights.

Wu Mengru smiled: "Then admit it!" "Started to do his sour and rotten articles," Spring Mountain has many victories, and I forget to go home at night. Pick up the water and the moon in your hand, and make the flowers full of clothes. There is no distance to come, and I want to cherish Fangfei. Looking south at the bell, the tower is deep and green. ”

Han Feng didn't listen to a word, but after listening to him, many young ladies actually cast a look of admiration, and there is no Wang Fa, such an article can actually attract this little white face to be liked by these girls, then pouting your ass is such an outstanding poem.

Zhuang Ningning nodded, and even said, "It's quite meaningful!" ”

The eldest lady is also a little worried at the moment, this Wu Gongzi is already very good at writing poetry, and when she glanced at Han Feng, who was holding her nose next to her and grinning a lot, she was a little worried in her heart, and she didn't know if he would be able to make poetry.

Wait a minute, if you have a foreign appearance, how can you sell your products here! The eldest lady thought in her heart, and couldn't help but be a little angry: You are not a good housekeeper, what kind of limelight do you come to this bookstore? Now, wait and see how you end up!

Wu Gongzi looked at Han Feng triumphantly, and almost wrote on his face - you lost these four words, but Han Feng shook his head and said with a wry smile: "This can also be regarded as poetry?" ”

The words provoked everyone present to be in a daze for a while, and then there was a burst of anger.

This is not a poem, then you make one, everyone looked at Han Feng with disdain, but Han Feng didn't think so, these garbage poems, in front of Li Du's article, are nothing, just the younger brother, just in this world, there is no Li Du article, that's just right, I will use it myself, so that you so-called talents can also increase your knowledge, what is true talent and real learning.

Han Feng stretched his waist: "When will the moon come in the blue sky?" I'll stop and ask for a glass today. People can't climb the bright moon, but the moon walks with people. It is as bright as a flying mirror, and the green smoke is extinguished. But seeing that the night came from the sea, Ning knew that Xiang Yun did not. The white rabbit pounds medicine in autumn and spring, who is Chang'e's neighbor in solitude? Today's people don't see the ancient times and the moon, but this month once looked like the ancients. If the ancients and the present people are flowing water, they will see the bright moon together. I hope that when the song is against the wine, the moonlight shines on the golden bottle. ”

After a poem was finished, everyone was stunned again, is this a poem made by this family? It's also too ...... Great, flowing and full of culture!

"This ......" Wu Mengru was shocked after hearing it, if his poems can be regarded as superior, then this Li Bai's "Wine to the Moon" is superior.

The eldest lady looked at Han Feng suspiciously, and thought: How can this Ding know everything, and he can make such literary verses? I don't know how many secrets he hides.

Zhuang Ningning smiled, this Han Er is really a talent, but the doubts in his heart are even greater at the same time, such a talent is actually a housekeeper, this problem has bothered her for a long time, her brother told her before, Han Er said that being a housekeeper is his life pursuit? It's definitely impossible, such a person is qualified enough to be a courtier, and the more you don't know, the more curious you become.

Wu Meng wanted to eat two disgusting reptiles at such an instant, and originally wanted to show off his knowledge, but he didn't expect that other people's knowledge far surpassed his own, he was just like a younger brother, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to get into, and he also said that he was the first talent in Hangzhou, and the word "first" felt ironic no matter how he heard it.

Han Feng was proud in his heart, his reputation as a good family for being able to write and martial arts was actually for nothing, not to mention that it was just you, just a group of you tied together, it was useless, in a word, it was nothing. At this moment, this Jinling's No. 1 genius Baili keeps the contract, ah no, Baili Yue's face is pale, Jinling Poetry Society is his own territory, where can it be a subordinate's turn to seize the limelight here, he pulled Wu Mengru, who was ashamed at the moment, and said: "Brother Wu, this subordinate actually has no talent to learn, I don't know where to learn these verbal kung fu, it is not a real skill." ”

Where did this grandson pop up? Han Feng looked at this Baili Covenant, and felt unhappy for a while, grandma, give you face? Han Feng sneered and asked, "Your Excellency can compose poems?" ”

This sentence is nothing more than a satire of this Jinling's first talent, you ask people who can write poems? Isn't that clear that he is humiliating him in the middle, Baili Yue is obviously a literati, listening to Han Feng's words, his face turned pale with anger, and he snorted: "Hugh wants to show his tongue skills, it's better for me to come up with a question, let's have a try." ”

You little white face, just like you, why wasn't you castrated and sent to the palace!

"I'm sorry, but I'm sorry." Han Feng didn't bother to talk about poetry with this genius at all, and he didn't bother to discuss poetry with Liu Ruyan, let alone what kind of bullshit talent you are.

"Aren't you scared?"

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old hearts are changeable. Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain did not complain. How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day. Han Feng didn't even look back and moved Nalan Shi over, a poem, full of complaints, which made the eyes of many young ladies present flash with tears.

Han Feng's old face is not plagiarized with red, but it's a pity that no one knows about the plagiarism of his cheating, you must know how many years it will take for Nalan Xingde to be born, that is the Qing Dynasty, and now the Ming Dynasty has just reached its heyday, and it is still early from the heyday of the Qing Dynasty!

So this poem is the work of my Han Er! I said yes and that's it!

What kind of bullshit Jinling's first genius, for a while, he was speechless, such a poem, written quite deeply, and affectionate, the most difficult thing is that this family didn't even think about blurting out, even if he is knowledgeable, he can't do this, so he smiled bitterly and stopped talking.

Zhuang Ningning glanced at Han Feng who was hanging on the side, and said in his heart: This person really has too many secrets, I don't know what other skills he has, just this poem, the artistic conception is quite profound, he can't make such a poem, looking at the entire poetry club, no one can do it, this person's talent is really not to be underestimated.

After hearing this, the eldest lady was also secretly sad, and after taking a look at the person who made this poem, she actually clasped her nose danglingly, looking like a gangster, a little surprised and a little angry,

"Han Er, these are the talents of Jinling in front of you, don't be rude." These words turned out to be said by the eldest lady with a smile, which made Han Feng a little surprised.

Although the eldest lady said this, but with a proud smile on her face, this smile is difficult to cover if she is afraid that it is difficult to hide, the eldest lady has been in business for so many years, and these talented ladies who dance and write are not in the same circle, interlaced as a mountain, and besides, Shinong industry and commerce, business is at the end, some words are not said on the surface, but everyone is clear in their hearts, so every time they come to Jinling to pull business, they touch a nose of ash.

But recently, Han Feng really gave her a long face, and made two quatrains as soon as she came, establishing an image among these talented and beautiful women, and indeed earning enough face for the Shangguan family, of course the eldest lady is happy, Han Feng is so troublesome, and the business in the future will be easy to discuss.

Zhuang Ningning smiled politely at Han Feng, and said to the eldest lady: "Sister, it suddenly occurred to me that you were also a frequent visitor in our bookstore before, since you started the business of the Shangguan family, you have never come, it is rare for you to come today, it is better to punish yourself and compose a lyric, otherwise the sisters will not spare you." ”

The eldest lady is also a beautiful girl, and naturally she has been a so-called talented girl since she was a child, but after doing business, she put down these things such as poetry, and couldn't help frowning, Zhuang Ningning smiled again: "Sister, I have helped you tell the sisters of our book club, your magic soap and shampoo, they are very curious, and want to know how amazing it is!" ”

This little girl is not simple, the coercion and temptation are used just right, step by step, and now the eldest lady can't make a word!