No one person can write ten poems in very different styles at the same time, and all of them are the best.

For a while, he led the soldiers to fight at the border, for a while his dead husband lamented alone, for a while he wrote about the man's worldliness, and for a while he was a woman's tender ......, even if he wanted to buy poetry, he should use a little heart!

How many talented people and talented women did he find, and how much did it cost him to get these ten poems?

Each of these poems has its own style, and it is difficult to distinguish between them, but compared to the other works of the night, they are superior and judgmental.

Whether it is the work that Tang Zhao bought, or the work of others, it cannot be compared with any of these songs.

But if that's the case, there is no need to ask Miss Su Mei to come out and choose tonight, because the ten poems selected are all taken out by Grandpa Xiao, no matter which one she chooses, she will choose Grandpa Xiao in the end.

"Why, haven't you been selected yet?" A soft voice came from behind.

The white-haired old man turned his head, looked at a figure walking over, handed over a stack of papers in his hand, and said, "Miss Su, it's better for you to see for yourself." ”

"Miss Su, have you made your choice?"

"Yes, which one did Miss Su choose, let's take a look!"

……

The crowd below was already waiting impatiently, urging them to speak.

The woman looked at the stack of papers in her hand, picked out some, and asked, "Who wrote this, and why is it not signed?" ”

The white-haired old man looked at her and said, "It's Grandpa Xiao." ”

"Where's this one?"

"It's also Grandpa Xiao."

"This word ......"

"It's still Grandpa Xiao." The white-haired old man looked at her and said helplessly: "The poems in Miss Su's hands are all from Grandpa Xiao. ”

The charm woman looked at him, her rosy lips moving, and finally her gaze finally looked at an accord upstairs.

After a moment, she lowered her head, chose one of the papers, and said, "Then follow the rules of the poetry society." ”

The rule of the poetry club is to take the winner of the poem as the leader, only look at the poem, and not look at anything else, whether it is bought or written by himself.

These poems have long been transcribed and posted on a wall.

The difference is that Xiao Jue's name is written on the poems after the transcription.

Although the poems are selected by the natural residence, they must also be able to convince the public, and the people in the hall have surrounded them when they saw this.

"Xiao Jue, Xiao Xiao's grandfather also bought the poem, I don't know who bought this poem from, and the quality is obviously much higher than that of others."

"Why is it still Xiao Jue, Xiao Xiao's grandfather bought two?"

"Check out the next ......"

"Why is it him again!"

……

After a while, the crowd stood under the wall where the poems were posted, staring at each other in amazement.

Of the ten selected poems, all ten are by Grandpa Xiao.

They did not wonder if there was some shady scene in it, because these poems were posted on the wall, and none of the people present did not have the ability to distinguish between the superior and the inferior of the poems, and each of these ten poems was a classic.

But ......, this is too shameless!

The second young master of the Tang family bought poems, and he also raised his face slightly, the style of the poems was unified, and there was not much difference in the whole.

But what about Xiao Xiao's grandfather, he is a horse leather shroud on the battlefield, and he is lonely and lonely, a gentleman of a Beijing master, have you ever seen the real battlefield, and when did her husband die?

That's a fool of everyone!

"I thought that Xiao Xiao's shamelessness was just to call ten girls at a time in the Qinglou, but I didn't expect it to ......"

"I didn't expect him to buy ten poems when he bought them, did he have any obsession with "ten", and called ten girls in the Qinglou, could he stand it? ”

"What can't stand it, you don't know, it is said that Xiao Xiaogong went to the Qinglou, just let those prostitutes take off only their belly pockets and pants, and sit on the edge of the bed to feed mosquitoes......"

"There is such a thing, the beauty is not in a mess at the moment, it must be ......"

"Brother Xu, be cautious, be cautious ......"

……

The ten poems that were selected were all written by one person, which is a unique thing since the Lantern Festival poetry meeting was held by Natural Residence.

While admiring those poems, everyone sighed at the shamelessness of Little Master Xiao, and also mourned silently for the second young master of the Tang family.

He also bought ten poems, which seemed to be inevitable for today's leader, and it is said that he also bought off several people who were selected, but ......, none of them were selected.

The money spent for this is just a trivial matter, and it will be difficult to get back the lost face.

This is the biggest loser of the Lantern Festival Poetry Club tonight.

is also a gentleman, and it is also shameless, but the eyesight of the second young master of the Tang family is far from that of Xiao Xiao.

In an Accord.

Tang Zhao smashed the teacup and stood up from his seat suddenly, his face sinking like water.

Liu Li stood beside him, his head bowed, trembling.

Tang Zhao looked at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you say that it was foolproof, didn't you buy the judgment!" ”

Liu Li shuddered, and said in a trembling voice: "He, he said that the ten songs of Xiao Xiaogong are all excellent works,"

The young man named Chang Yue stepped forward and said suspiciously: "Er Shao, have you offended Xiao Xiao's grandfather, he has never been involved in these things in previous years, and this year I have never heard that he has recruited talents and is ready to win the championship in the Lantern Festival Poetry Club......"

"Just because you wanted their Accord?" Tang Zhao thought for a while, and asked in disbelief: "Is he Xiao Jue sick?" ”

"I don't rule it out." Chang Yue thought for a while and said, "A normal person can't do anything like going to the Qinglou and asking ten girls to feed mosquitoes, maybe he really retaliated against us for what happened to the Accord just now......

"Impossible!" Tang Zhao shook his head and said, "If it's just that he wants to take revenge temporarily, where did those poems of his come from?" ”

Chang Yue shook his head and said, "I don't know about this......

……

Xiao Jue pushed the door and walked out, comfortingly: "If you are not selected, you are not selected, Jingshi lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of people who can write poetry, just have fun, don't take it seriously." ”

Tang Ning nodded, if so many ancestors' efforts were smashed, and there was still no result, then this poetry meeting would be just a shady deal.

Xiao Jue seemed to think of something, turned his head to look at him again, and said, "Next time I come to the natural residence for dinner, lend me your brand." ”

Tang Ning looked at him and asked, "Young Master Xiao is not even willing to spend this bit of silver?" ”

"No one's money is blown by the wind, and it can be saved." He grabbed Tang Ning's shoulders and said, "Friend, don't be so stingy, if anyone in Jingshi bullies you in the future, just report my name." ”

They came down the stairs and suddenly noticed that something was not quite right.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet, Tang Ning sensed that something was wrong, and when he raised his head, he saw that everyone in the hall was looking at them.

To be precise, looking at Xiao Jue.

Their eyes were mixed with envy, jealousy, contempt and disdain, which instantly made Xiao Jue the focus of the audience.

Tang Ning was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he took two steps back, keeping his distance from him.

It turned out that he was so unpopular in Beijing, and if anything happened in Beijing in the future, he must not report his name.

He looked ahead and saw the charming woman he had just seen outside approaching.

The charm woman looked at Xiao Jue and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Little Grandpa Xiao." ”

Xiao Jue was stunned and said in surprise: "Congratulations to me?" ”

"Naturally, congratulations to Grandpa Xiao for winning the top spot of tonight's poetry meeting." The charm woman looked at him, smiled again and said: "It's better to be under the curtain, listen to people's laughter ......, I like this sentence very much." ”

"What a leader, I didn't write any poetry." Xiao Jue said in surprise, and then as if he remembered something, he turned to look at Tang Ning, and said in shock: "It won't be you!" ”

Tang Ning looked upstairs at an Accord window, where a figure met his gaze.

In the Accord, Tang Zhao's face was gloomy and his fists were clenched.

Tang Ning calmly retracted his gaze, looked at the charming woman, and asked, "I don't know if I will take the prize of the leader myself, or will you send it?" ”

"Prizes?" Su Mei was slightly stunned, and after coming back to her senses, she looked at him and said, "I am." ”