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The movement here was also noticed by another wave of people. At the outermost part of the camp, there were also more than a dozen people sitting together, and one in the middle was the eldest Sun Chong that Li Dongsheng had just asked. He is also dressed as a scribe today, and his light-colored shirt sets off his slender figure, and today he did not bring a purple head, but tied a jade belt, which made him even more personable. Hearing the noise made by Li Dejian's group of people, he shook his head and said, "It's really 。。。。。 to make such a fuss on such a solemn occasion There was regret and contempt in his tone.

The boss spoke, there must be a younger brother cheering on the scene, Du He answered with a smile: "That's, they are all coarse martial artists, how can they compare with us." Ha ha. He laughed a few times and found that everyone looked at him wrongly, because there were a few more people today, and they were also military generals. There was a grumpy one who immediately knew Du He's nose: "What do you mean?" Do you look down on us warriors? We bleed on the battlefield and came back and were ridiculed by villains like you? ”

The person next to him immediately came up to persuade: "Du He, he made an unintentional mistake, and besides, you Chai Gongzi is not a martial artist." "The scolding is Chai Lingwu, the son of Chai Shao, the general of the Right Xiaowei, he is also a stunned young man, and Fang Jun is a hardcore brother, Fang Jun admires Changsun Chong, and he also plays with this group of people. However, he was very tired of seeing this group of people, so he became angry when he heard Du He's words.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, a voice said: "Brother Eldest Sun, you lost to Li Dejian in the Linglong Pavilion competition last time, but I hate that I have something to do when I go back to Jinyang, otherwise I can accompany you." You should be confident in today's chrysanthemum appreciation. Everyone turned their heads to look, it was Wang Jingzhi who was scolded by Li Dongsheng on the road, this circle is not big, everyone knows what happened just now.

Everyone looked at him playfully, and Wang Jingzhi was also embarrassed: "Li Dongsheng, this villain, today I will let him know that there is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, and he is also outstanding in literature, so many of us can't compare to him if I don't believe it here." ”

"Yes, the theme of this event is chrysanthemums, and I have brewed a few words in advance, and I will write them later."

"Yes, I have learned it too."

"Don't let the villain be pretty."

"Today is the day of our blockbuster, and those ladies on the other side may have handkerchiefs to flirt. Haha"

"Yes, yes, Brother Wang, does Brother Xiao have any extra poems, and give the younger brother a limelight, the younger brother has not yet decided on a marriage, maybe it will be solved today."

Watching everyone slowly chatting and starting to deviate from the topic, as the eldest brother, Sun Chong really couldn't stand it anymore, and coughed: "Don't talk nonsense, first write out your poems and hand them over, and today you must suppress Li Dongsheng and them, and be ashamed." The last four words were said with hatred. This time was really a shame for him, and he avoided Li Dejian everywhere, for fear that he would see him and call him brother. Linglong Pavilion didn't dare to go, and today he saw Li Dejian and Ruoxue in pairs, which really blew up his lungs.

Everyone talked and laughed, and their hands kept coming, all of them were heirlooms of poetry and books, and they were all familiar with them. The poems were completed overnight, and they exchanged observations. and they heard the voices of each other boasting.

"Brother Eldest Sun's poems are really getting more and more sophisticated, and today's poems are none other than you."

"Hey, Brother Wang, your poems are majestic, I don't dare to compare beauty."

"Where is it, Brother Xiao's masterpiece is meticulously described, and the imagination is magnificent, I am convinced."

After a while of boasting, the eldest grandson beckoned the servants and asked him to present the poems of these people to the stage, and in the end, Li Tai decided to win the ranking.

Ruoxue got up and took the paper handed over by Duan Qiang's fat hands, her figure was slender, her appearance was beautiful, and the breeze blew the corners of her skirt, like a fairy. She looked at the fairy-like indulgent and chic handwriting on the paper, and paused slightly: the words are still so good-looking, they are really like people. Although not as handsome as Li Dejian, he is also masculine and handsome.

Thinking of this, I suddenly blushed.

Everyone was waiting for Ruoxue to chant the poem with great interest, and when they saw her, they blushed when they saw the poem, and they all looked at each other, not knowing what the situation was. Li Dongsheng was also inexplicable, and maliciously thought: Is it better to see my brother's handwriting well? Is it so lethal? Can calligraphy still be an aphrodisiac?

Ruoxue brewed her emotions for a while, calmed down her mood, and then chanted aloud: "The autumn silk is like a potter's house, and it is becoming more and more oblique around the edge of the fence. It's not that the flowers prefer chrysanthemums, and this flower blooms even more without flowers", she was afraid that the people around her would not hear clearly, so she chanted twice.

Today's scholars are all famous scholars, although there are a small number of people who are confused, but most of them still have a level of appreciation, smacked it, and applauded: "Good poetry." ”

"Yongdai, generally talk about the cuteness of chrysanthemums. The poem does not list adjectives such as "golden hook hanging on the moon", nor does it describe the scene of competing for beauty. Instead, he used a metaphor - "the autumn bush is like a potter's house", which is ingenious. ”

"Wrapping around the edge of the fence day by day", completely attracted by the chrysanthemums in front of him, he concentrated on watching around the fence, so that he didn't know that the sun was slanting westward. "Around" and "Sunset", the scene of appreciating chrysanthemums and forgetting to return is truly expressed, rendering the atmosphere of love chrysanthemum. Li Dongsheng really has great talent. ”

"From the natural phenomenon that chrysanthemums are the last in the four seasons, the reason for the love of chrysanthemums is answered, and the special love for chrysanthemums is expressed. There is also a praise for the steadfast character of the chrysanthemum that withered after the wind and frost, amazing, really talented. ”

There are also the rest of the humanities level that can't keep up, I only know that the poem is good, I don't know where the good is, I can only follow behind and shout, awesome, great, 666 and other tone particles.

Li Decheng watched his cousin being praised by everyone so much, his face was flushed with excitement, and he was full of honor. He circled around Li Dongsheng like a fart, annoyed Li Dongsheng, pushed him away, walked to the side of the desk, and took out the picnic tool he brought today-barbecue stove.

As a young man in the 21st century, how can you come to the wild without a barbecue stove. Poetry will not be perfect without barbecue, and this stove was specially customized by a blacksmith when he asked Daniel Zhang to make the carriage. Before coming out yesterday, I also went to marinate chicken wings, mutton skewers, and various vegetables, and asked Xue Li to prepare charcoal, and now the poem has also been done, and there is nothing to do, so I am ready to start the barbecue.

Duan Qian is a fat man, fat people love to eat by nature, seeing Li Dongsheng take out things the same, although he didn't know how to do it, but he knew that he would definitely eat it, so he hurriedly took over to help.

Li Siwen and Li De Award also put the food on the dwarf table in the same way, but this dwarf has just published a famous poem for the ages, and now it has become the chef's desk.

Thanks to book friends L Lao Dao, Sanbao, Watson, cute pet honey, all*music, kamijou、??? , the deceased fgui, Zhang Li, W Abiao's recommendation votes, thank you for your encouragement.

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