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Wang Jingzhi looked at Changsun Chong, Du He, and Xiao Rui, turned his head and said, "Li Dongsheng, are you ready?" We're going to start, we'll have two questions for each person, and we won't stop, it's up to you! Ha ha. ”

Wai Buli scolded, "Shameless! ”

"Shameless!"

"Is it so hypocritical for the big family?"

"It's a good thing that I haven't had time to agree to their proposal!"

"Huh?" The last sentence was too informative, and everyone's eyes were turned around. Which woman who spoke accidentally slipped her mouth, looked at everyone's playful eyes, and became angry: "What are you doing?" I don't like it, do I? ”

Wang Jingzhi's cousin is also very disdainful of his cousin's behavior in his heart, a manly man, he must do things above board, what can such a small family be like.

Looking up at the tall and confident Li Dongsheng, Wang Jingzhi suddenly felt a little weak, can he really defeat him? But the arrow was on the string, and he had to send it, and at this time he couldn't afford to back down, so he quickly said his title: "My Tang Dynasty is based on martial arts, based on agriculture, and my topic is the farmer." "The question came out immediately, and the four were dumbfounded. This topic is not tricky, the poems are all based on the wind and snow, where can anyone look at those mud legs, since ancient times, these big families have been high-minded, I didn't expect Wang Jingzhi to come up with such a niche topic.

Regardless of the worried, ridiculed, or expectant eyes of others, Li Dongsheng almost laughed, this comrade is really good, come up and give a question, he unhurriedly slapped the fan on his left hand three times, and said loudly: "On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil." Who knows that Chinese food is hard work. ”

"Good poetry."

"Brother Dongsheng is mighty and domineering."

"It's really amazing, and he deserves to be a talent."

The scribe next to Li Tai admired: "Li Dongsheng is this poem, and it is enough to be famous for eternity." ”

The sycophant next to him immediately followed: "Congratulations to the prince, congratulations to the prince, this time the prince's reputation in Chang'an is terrible." The prince will also rely on this poem to live forever, maybe a thousand years from now, when everyone talks about us, just like we now talk about the Lanting collection in Huiji Shanyin. Haha"

Li Tai couldn't close his mouth with a smile, his fat eyes couldn't be seen, and he had already made up his mind in his heart, go back and send a few big gifts to Li Dongsheng first, if such a good talent slipped out of his hands, it would be too much of a sin.

"Brush", Wang Jingzhi's face turned white, the topic he was thinking about and meditating on was broken so simply, what should I do? A thousand times are gone, a thousand times! If I knew that I was such a loser, I wouldn't know how to clean myself up when I went back. But it's useless to worry, everyone is still watching him.

The eldest grandson was also a little panicked, but they knew that now was not the time to admit it, so they had to grit their teeth. Wang Jing straightened his mind, and just now he said that the topic should come out quickly, but now his heart is in chaos, and he forgot the topic he had thought of, so he simply played a trick: "Brother Li is really in a hurry, the title of my second question-" deliberately dragged out his voice, and then looked at everyone's puzzled and expectant expressions, and said heavily: "Still a farmer!" ”

"Poof" Li Dejian took a sip of wine and sprayed it on Li Chongyi opposite, looking at Li Chongyi's resentful eyes: "Don't blame me, Wang Jingzhi, this bastard is really shameless." ”

The surrounding Ruoxue and Li De Award nodded in agreement, and they were fucking embarrassed, staring at a topic repeatedly? That's what kind of poem is it, let Li Dongsheng make 1,000 poems on such a topic, he will definitely not be able to do it.

The eldest grandson Chong's shamelessness towards Wang Jingzhi is also a high mountain admiration, and the thousand-year-old inheritance of the family is really extraordinary. Wang Jingzhi looked at the people who were surprised by his topic, and he was a little excited in his heart, he was not tired of cheating, as long as he could win. Whoever stipulates that a subject can only be composed by one poem.

Li Dongsheng really wanted to give Wang Jingzhi 32 likes at this time, are you an undercover agent arranged by me to join the enemy? It's okay to send a question, and I even followed up again, really a good person, a boy who sends money, you must be polite when you see him in the future.

Holding back the ** that wanted to laugh, Li Dongsheng stood up straight, still pretending to be forced to slap his left hand three times, and said loudly: "Plant a grain of millet in the spring, and harvest 10,000 seeds in the autumn." There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death. ”

This poem is purely won by meaning, not by words. Li Dongsheng, everyone too. ”

"It's not heaven and soul to be in love. Those who abandon the heavens are not afraid of thunderbolts, but they should be moved. At a young age, he has such a compassionate heart, and he is really innocent. The judges' bench gave the highest praise.

"Brother Dongsheng, if you win money, you want to invite us to eat, drink and have fun."

"That's it, we'll follow you in the future."

"Anyway, you can't run away from Linglong Pavilion, but if someone helps us pay, Brother Dongsheng will definitely not feel distressed."

"We're counting it, two songs, two thousand runs. Ha ha. "Li Dexian, Li Siwen, Qu Tushou, Xiao Kai are happy to twist up in the case, I am so happy today, watching my brother make a big show on the field, and some people give money, watching the talents who usually disdain and ridicule their uneducated talents who are beaten by Li Dongsheng, it is so cool.

Wang Jingzhi returned to Changsun Chong in despair, his face was extremely pale, now it's over, two thousand times! At this time, he only had these three words in his mind, and when he returned home, he didn't know how to explain to his father, and he didn't know what the eldest grandson said to them.

saw Wang Jingzhi, who has always given people a high-spirited impression, become this shape. Changsun Chong, Du He, and Xiao Rui also had some drums in their hearts. The three of them mustered up the courage to stand up, and the eldest grandson said: "Brother Wang's question is not difficult for Brother Li, and the three of us still want to try." ”

didn't give Li Dongsheng a chance to speak, and asked the question directly. "My first topic was resentment." The eldest grandson thought to himself, you can write men's poems, and you can still write women's poems? You're only 15 years old, and you can still understand a woman's heart?

The women in the cloth heard this topic, and immediately stopped fighting, this topic is the favorite type of girls, usually it is difficult to go out, and there is always some resentment in their hearts, especially those young girls, who are a little melancholy when they see the weather change or something, the most famous of which is Lin Daiyu. The people in the bib all stopped, closed their mouths, and secretly lifted the bib, looking at where Li Dongsheng was showing his might, and seeing that some girls were dizzy and intoxicated.

Li Dongsheng continued the process of pretending to be forced, and the folding fan slapped his hand three times: "The young woman in the boudoir doesn't know how to worry, and she goes to the green building with makeup in spring." Suddenly, I saw a strange willow color, and the penitent husband was looking for a marquis. ”

As soon as this poem came out, the girls in the waiburi were quietly reminiscing. Everyone is still waiting to be married, and they don't have such a deep understanding of the young woman's resentment, but the lovesickness of this poem is imported from "I don't know sorrow", which is in stark contrast to the sudden repentance of the last two sentences. Twenty-eight characters write a love affair and a spiritual journey. It is a poem of the world, a painting of customs, and a beautiful and moving story. The scenery is beautiful, the people are beautiful, and the love affair is more beautiful. The sentence "repentant husband looking for a marquis" is even more "ruthless romance is loved, and unintentional freehand is true." ”

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