Zheng Liuyi straightened his face and read seriously: "The green girl brews snow in her arms, and Xue'er uses the dew as pulp." Once the snow is ripe and drunk, the east wind is crazy all night. ”

"This is one of them," Zheng Liuyi pretended to pause, paced back and forth three or two steps, and continued: "The second is to say: Mao Jun lost the three divine cranes, and the queen mother should add five colors." The grass and trees are not spring, and the flowers are moving, and the sky is not night and the moon is new. ”

After reading it, Zheng Liuyi breathed a long sigh of relief, although there are many poems in Yongxue, most of them are lyrical through the scene, either old-fashioned, or full of pride and ambition, which does not fit his identity.

It seems that this kind of simple writing of snow is really rare and rare, and finally searched the intestines and scraped the belly, and found these two better ones.

It's going to be pretty much the same now, right? Don't push me again, or I'll be even more shameless. Zheng Liuyi no longer knows what shamelessness is at this time, and he dares to say that this kind of forced poem is composed by himself.

"Wonderful, wonderful!" Zheng Zongwen couldn't help but admire.

Although these two poems are not grandiose, they are cleverly conceived and use wonderful words. Especially in the first song, the last two sentences of the pen are turned around, as if injecting life into the wind on a snowy night, and it is really extraordinary, which makes people scream.

Zheng Zongwen chanted repeatedly: "Once the snow is ripe and the fly is cheap, the east wind is crazy all night." Good poetry, good poetry! ”

Zheng Liuyi stood aside quietly, a little ashamed of plagiarism in his heart, and didn't dare to say more.

Madame smiled and looked at the father and son, with a smug look on her face, circling and jumping around her pair of beautiful pear nests, as if she had not wanted to leave for a long time.

Zheng Zongwen was amazed, and couldn't help but ask himself, can he write such a good poem? I'm afraid not.

In today's world, can anyone do that? Perhaps, not much.

Can someone make two songs in a moment? I guess when the next one is not today.

When Zheng Liuyi saw that his father was happy, his face was cloudy, and he secretly said badly. Zheng Zongwen is a great Confucian today, a well-educated person, how sharp his vision is, and his performance is so good, it must have made him suspicious.

said that you should be low-key, why do you forget it when you are shameless?

Why didn't Zheng Zongwen feel suspicious? After some searching, I found that these two poems were indeed not fakes, and I was secretly happy, but I was still not at ease, so I said: "I didn't expect you to write poems at such a young age, although the words and sentences are not graceful and luxurious, but the idea is exquisite, the style is fresh, and it gives people an unusual feeling. ”

Zheng Liuyi laughed in his heart, my shameless person committed plagiarism, it was a temporary expedient measure, this father would not go out and spread it around, right?

I, Zheng Liuyi, haven't been shameless to that extent. Hurriedly said: "The child is just in a hurry, and he can't count, he can't count." Maybe I wrote poetry seriously, but I couldn't write a word. ”

Zheng Zongwen has had a similar experience when writing poetry, sometimes when he wants to write, he can't hold back a good word for three days, and sometimes he is inspired, but he has a good sentence.

He was about to nod secretly, when he suddenly thought of the words "in a hurry", his eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "Okay, a good one in a hurry, let's come to a few pairs and see your wisdom." ”

I'm really afraid of what's coming, if you don't play like this, the more you play, the bigger it gets, who can afford it?

Zheng Liuyi couldn't help but have cold sweat streaming down his forehead, so he had to fight hard, and muttered: "Father, please... Please come out of the upper link. ”

Zheng Zongwen saw the branches in the courtyard moving with the wind, and said casually: "The wind blows the willow and thousands of branches." ”

Zheng Liuyi heard it, this is not difficult, he can match it casually, pretending to hesitate, and said: "The rain hits the peach blossoms and shakes them." ”

The wind blows against the rain, and the thousand branches are against the ten thousand, which is very neat.

"The wind blows a tree, and the branches of the willows move." Zheng Zongwen pursued.

"The rain hits ten acres of peach blossoms." Zheng Liuyi did not hesitate and picked it up casually.

Although "floating" and "both" are not very neat, they are fortunately a fast word, and the pair is like this, quickly covering a thousand ugliness.

Zheng Liuyi knew that it was not that he was good at writing, but that the couplet was in a hurry, as if it was sent to his mouth, if he continued to do so, he really didn't know if he could answer it, so he hurriedly squeezed his eyebrows at his mother.

Madame understood and said, "It's not early, it's time for lunch." ”

"yes, yes, I've been hungry for a long time." Zheng Liuyi hurriedly spoke.

After a poem assessment, Zheng Zongwen was deeply satisfied, and at this time, he rarely smiled in front of Zheng Liuyi and said with a smile: "Good, good." Show you something before eating. ”

After speaking, he took out an invitation card from the table next to him and handed it to Zheng Liuyi.

Zheng Liuyi opened it and saw that it was an invitation from the Shujun County School, inviting him to participate in the poetry collection held by the County School tomorrow. Yaji is actually a party, talented and beautiful people together to chant poems, talk about scriptures, there are men and women who look at each other, and often stage a good show of seeking a phoenix.

Even the highest university in Shu County sent an invitation, ashamed, really ashamed.

Zheng Liuyi wondered, is he so famous?

"Brother Ma came to the front hall to wait and go with you. You must not dishonor the name of the Assassin's House. Zheng Zongwen instructed.

It makes sense to say this, Ma Yibo and Ma Yitao, the two boys, in order to find an honest reason to ask themselves out, actually wasted so much thought.

Good buddy, righteous enough.

But these two calves are really good mallets, such an important thing, how can I not hand it over to me personally, it almost broke the good thing, not to mention, and caused Lao Tzu to be frightened by this, the more Zheng Liuyi thought about it, the more angry he became, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's thick skin and cold sweat, this test would definitely be scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

Seeing Zheng Zongwen's earnest face, he hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, the child must live up to his mission when he goes." ”

The next morning, Zheng Liuyi got up early, Wushuang changed him into neat and bright clothes, and carefully combed his hair and coiled his hair. After some careful dressing, Zheng Liuyi looked at himself in the bronze mirror, and he was really suave and extraordinary.

Turning his face to smile at Wushuang, he said, "Miss Wushuang, is the little brother still handsome with such an image?" ”

Zheng Liuyi's heart, there is no concept of respect and inferiority, although Wushuang is a concubine, but he is the first person he likes when he comes to this world, he really pities her and loves her, and he is the most relaxed and casual in front of Wushuang, and he is unobtrusive when he is happy.

Wushuang was stunned, how could this little minister come back to the painting style changed?

then covered his mouth and chuckled: "The prime minister is only eight buckets high, and he is suave, so he will definitely compare those sons and gentlemen." ”

What do you do compared to them? I don't have that idleness. This young master is going, he wants to seduce a chick, if he can hook up with a school flower of two county schools, and get three wives and four concubines, then it is called cool.

As soon as this idea came to him, Zheng Liuyi looked at Wushuang's flower-like face, and scolded himself for being shameless in his heart, with such a beautiful family, he was not satisfied.

After a few words of fighting with Wushuang, he finally managed to get through to the hour, and then walked towards the front hall.