"Oh?" Chen Longhu raised his eyebrows and asked: "Now that the world is in chaos, Lord Taishou should be thirsty for talent, why is he so closed?" ”

The porter sighed and said: "Speaking of which, this matter is not a secret, when the world's literary hero Cai Yong Cai held a poetry meeting, my family likes poetry the most, but this time the poetry meeting is based on the theme of spring characters, but my family has no clue, sighing all day long, so I closed the door to thank the guests." ”

Chen Longhu laughed: "What should I do, why should I be troubled by a trivial matter?" Little brother, you go get a pen and paper, and I'll write a poem. ”

"This ......" the porter was a little dazed.

"Why don't you go soon?" Zhang Fei shouted with a glare.

"Oh, yes!" The porter ran back with a crawl, Zhang Fei looked at Chen Longhu and asked in wonder: "Big brother, my old Zhang is also half a literati, but you can write poetry?" I really don't see it. ”

Chen Longhu couldn't help but laugh dumbly, pointed at Zhang Fei and scolded with a smile: "Third brother, you black man still dare to laugh at your eldest brother and me?" Isn't it a poetry meeting with the theme of spring? I'll see how your brother and I beat the crowd in a while! ”

As he spoke, the porter came out of the door with a pen and paper: "My lord, the pen and paper are here." ”

Behind the porter was two housekeepers carrying the table, and it seemed that Zhang Fei's notoriety was really useful here.

"Okay, Yide Momo, I'll write poetry." Chen Longhu said, as a scholar, the brush is naturally difficult to Chen Longhu, the Three Kingdoms period was popular Liti, although Chen Longhu's calligraphy attainments are certainly not as good as calligraphy, but horizontal and vertical, always not ugly.

Zhang Fei immediately began to grind, Chen Longhu picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write on the paper!

Spring sleep is not aware,

Birds are heard everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain at night,

How much do you know about the flowers?

Chen Longhu recited the poem while writing, looking at the stunned expressions of the people around him, Chen Longhu was very satisfied with this effect, as a person who traveled back, how could he not recite ancient poems? Now is the period of the Three Kingdoms, far from the era of the great development of poetry in the Tang Dynasty, there are so many poems and songs describing spring, Chen Longhu can crush them with any poem!

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"Huh? Can you still get fashion points for writing poems? Chen Longhu was overjoyed, this was really an unexpected joy.

Liu Taishou of Zhuojun was in the house at this time, his eyes were red staring at the pieces of paper full of poems, and several people dressed as scribes stood beside Liu Taishou with sad faces, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

Although Liu Taishou can't say that he has no ink, he really doesn't have the talent to write poetry, but he just wants to make friends with Cai Yong Cai through this poetry meeting, so he is so anxious.

"Master, master!" The porter hurriedly ran in: "Something, something!" ”

"What?! What is the system of panic? Liu Taishou shouted, he was worried that there was no place to be angry, and the porter hit him directly.

"Master, there is a person at the door who claims to be Chen Longhu, who is the eldest brother of Zhang Yide, and wants to ask to see the master."

"Let him go!" Liu Taishou shouted angrily: "Didn't I tell you that I didn't see a guest!" ”

"No, sir." The porter wiped the saliva that was sprayed on his face, and then took out a piece of paper from his arms: "The man heard that the adult will be distressed by the poem, so he wrote a poem and wanted to dedicate it to the master, although the villain does not know a big word, but after listening to the man say it again, I also think that this poem is definitely a good poem, I ......"

Before the porter finished speaking, Liu Taishou had already snatched the paper, and as soon as he read two sentences, his face showed an ecstatic expression: "Good poem!" What a poem! With this poem, the leader of the poetry club must be from my Zhuo County! ”

The other scribes looked at each other in surprise, and then squeezed to Liu Taishou's side to look at the words on the paper, after reading it, some laughed, some cried bitterly, and after making a fuss for a while, one of the scribes pulled out the sword at his waist and looked up to the sky and shouted: "Why! Heaven is so unfair! Who did this poem, and why can't I be so talented! I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced! ”

After the man finished speaking, he immediately killed himself, which frightened the others, and Liu Taishou reacted: "By the way, what about that person?" Where is the man who wrote the poem? ”

The porter hadn't recovered from the shock of the man's self-slaughter, and when he heard Liu Taishou ask him, he pointed out the door blankly: "He...... It's right outside. ”

"Ahh How can you snub the VIP so much! As soon as Liu Taishou's fingers were loosened, the paper fell to the ground, Liu Taishou didn't care to pick it up, and rushed out of the door without even wearing boots, but he tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground, and his combed hair fell apart.

Chen Longhu waited outside the door with Zhang Fei for a while, and when he saw that the porter had gone in with a poem for a long time and didn't come out, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, couldn't even Meng Haoran's masterpiece impress Liu Taishou? This is too high-minded?

"That's it, Yide, let's go back first." Chen Longhu was depressed and took Zhang Fei and was about to leave, Zhang Fei followed behind and comforted Chen Longhu as he walked: "It's okay big brother, I see that your poem is very well written, it's just that the old man in it doesn't know the goods." ”

Chen Longhu smiled and was about to say something, when at this time, a stranger who was dressed beautifully, had a disheveled head, didn't even wear shoes, and looked like a madman ran out of the Taishou Mansion, pointing at Chen Longhu as he ran: "Don't go!" Don't go! ”

"Where is the wicked? Eat your Grandpa Zhang's punch! Zhang Fei rushed forward with a brisk step, knocked Liu Taishou to the ground with a punch, and then stepped on Liu Taishou's chest: "Where did you come from?" Do you want to murder your grandfather? ”

How strong is Zhang Fei? Liu Taishou was trampled on the ground by Zhang Fei, holding Zhang Fei's feet but couldn't move away, he could only shout heartbreakingly: "It's me!" It's me! ”

Zhang Fei looked at it, screamed, and hurriedly helped Liu Taishou up: "Liu Taishou, you ...... How did you become like this? ”

Mrs. Liu was free, she didn't pay attention to Zhang Fei at all, and rushed directly to Chen Longhu's side, grabbed his hand and asked, "Are you the one who wrote poetry just now?" ”

"Exactly." Chen Longhu nodded: "This poem is called "Spring Dawn", and it is specially given to Lord Liu. ”

"Honored guest!" Liu Taishou laughed and pulled Chen Longhu inside: "Distinguished guest! It's all to blame that person has no eyes, and he doesn't even know that the distinguished guest comes to the door! Come on, come on, inside please inside, please! ”