Chapter 22: A Peerless Poem
Hearing Xiao Zhang's yin and yang strange voice, Zhao Qing was not annoyed and replied, "Each other." โ
Wang Zhong and Zhao Qing are not very familiar with each other because the prefect of Hangzhou was appointed by the imperial court some time ago, so Wang Zhong did not live in Hangzhou since he was a child, but Zhao Qing and Xiao Zhang are different, both are deep-rooted families in Hangzhou City, and it is natural for them to move around each other.
However, unlike Xiao Zhang, Zhao Qing likes to play around since he was a child, but he doesn't like to oppress people with power, while Xiao Zhang is diametrically opposed, so the relationship between the two is naturally not much better.
Seeing that the atmosphere was so difficult, the mother of the Flower Pavilion saw it, and immediately said in a muddy voice: "The poems of the two sons are naturally of the highest quality, why don't you tie?" โ
Hearing what the mother of the Flower Pavilion said, Xiao Zhang snorted coldly with a cold face, and returned to his place and sat down.
"Waste, it's all a bunch of waste, you hurry up and come up with a peerless poem for Ben Gongzi, otherwise you will be able to get out." Xiao Zhang looked at a few doormen beside him and said angrily.
"This!" A few doormen looked at each other a few times, sighed, and began to think about it, but the poem is exquisite in artistic conception, and several people are so utilitarian, steady and steady but down.
"Birds amazing thin spring water flows,
Matsuma wild deer suddenly looked back.
The interpersonal relationship is gradually gone, and the road is still scarce,
See the past and the present in front of the grass. โ
Although there is no particularly outstanding central part of this poem, it is not much different from the previous two.
"Xiao Gongzi has made another masterpiece, but there are still people who want to try it?" Although the mother of the Flower Pavilion said this, but her eyes turned to Zhao Qing's direction, and now no one else dares to intervene in this situation, and the original good competition was made like this by two people, the key is that she can't afford to provoke it. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
"The middle-aged man is quite good, and the late home is in the south of the mountains.
Every time you go alone, you know what you are winning.
Go to the poor place of the water, and sit and watch the clouds rise.
Occasionally, Lin Suo, talking and laughing without a return date. โ
"Good!" The crowd below seemed to have become cheerleaders, reciting a song above, and immediately applauding below, not only because of their status, but also because the poems were indeed good verses.
"Jiang Yang wanders in a lonely boat,
The red sun is rising, and this is silent.
If you want to test the disability higher,
Fang Zhi Fei Xiong fell asleep. โ
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One person and one poem, and the rare good sentences in Su Ri are frequently repeated, so that the people below are feasting their ears and feel that this is worthwhile.
"What? Can't do it? Xiao Zhang stared at the doorman who had just spoken.
"This, Childe." The corner of the doorman's mouth said bitterly, "I'll wait for Wensi to dry up, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it." โ
"Waste, how did the second child of the Zhao family make it? You're all a bunch of trash! โ
The flowers are divided into two ends, one on each branch.
At this time, Zhao Qing looked at Ye Xipo excitedly, "Brother Ye, you are really a god!" โ
That's right, the poems that Zhao Qing said just now were all said by Ye Xipo, and Zhao Qing was just a messenger, at that time, Xiao Zhang published several good poems in a row, and several people thought that Ye Xipo had exhausted his talents, but they didn't expect to give them such a big surprise.
I have hundreds of poems in my head, how can I lose, Ye Xipo laughed.
At this time, the Flower Pavilion was quiet, because they were all waiting for Xiao Zhang to say the next poem, but they waited for a long time and did not move.
Just when the mother of the Flower Pavilion was about to announce the winner, Xiao Zhang's gloomy voice slowly sounded: "The surname Zhao, this time you are slightly better, after January is the day of the competition of the major colleges, I hope you can still have such good luck, hum!" โ
With the sound of going down the stairs, the sound became smaller and smaller, and when Xiao Zhang finished saying the last word, they walked out of the Flower Pavilion.
Xiao Zhang's departure did not have much impact on the Flower Pavilion, and the mother of the Flower Pavilion continued to announce: "The winner this time is Zhao Gongzi, and he will receive a gift prepared by our Flower Girl. โ
"You don't have to be discouraged, although the gift prepared by the Flower Girl herself is Zhao Gongzi's, but the Flower Pavilion has also prepared a small gift for you, please accept it." As soon as the conversation changed, the mother of the Flower Pavilion gradually said.
Clapped his hands, and the servants behind him walked to each table with a plate of red brocade bags in their hands and distributed them, while the flower girl walked to Zhao Qing's place with a maid.
"I've seen Zhao Gongzi and all the sons." The girl made a joke to a few people, "Zhao Gongzi is really a poet, and he can even write more than a dozen good poems, which is really breathtaking." โ
"The flower girl has won the award, don't dare to be, don't dare to be." As soon as Zhao Qing heard the fairy-like woman praising him, he was immediately fascinated and couldn't find the north.
However, it was ruthlessly debunked by Lu Yazhu on the side: "Of course you don't dare to do it, it's all Ye Mutou's merits." โ
"Leaf wood?" It wasn't the Flower Girl, Wang Zhong and the others also looked at Lu Yazhu suspiciously.
"Why, am I wrong? It's a big piece of wood. Lu Yazhu saw that the flower girl also looked over, and glared back without hesitation.
"That's right, that's right!" Zhao Qing was not angry when he was pierced, but looked at Ye Xipo with a smile, "I also feel like a piece of wood." โ
"Oh?" Although the flower girl is still wearing a veil at the moment, several people can feel her curiosity, "You are Ye Gongzi?" โ
"You know me?" Hearing the words of the flower girl, it was Ye Xipo's turn to hunt for curiosity.
The girl covered her mouth and chuckled: "In front of Yifeng Pavilion, the autumn is sad, and the shore of the West Lake is the same in ancient and modern times." I'm afraid that Childe himself doesn't know how famous you are now. โ
Hearing this, Ye Xipo could only touch his nose and chuckle.
"Ye Gongzi is different from what I imagined." The flower girl brought the green silk between her ears back to her ear with her right hand.
Lu Yazhu watched the two of them chatting so energetically and couldn't help but say, "What's the difference, isn't it all two eyes and one nose?" Is it still three heads and six arms? โ
"Hehe, this young lady is very fast." When the flower girl heard this, a hint of banter flashed in her eyes.
"You, you, you,,," Lu Yazhu stammered, "Who is Miss?" โ
"Oh? Could it be that the flower is wrong? Don't blame Childe! The flower girl didn't continue to debunk it, and after finishing speaking, she turned around and took a tube of jade flute from the maid behind her and handed it to Zhao Qing, then nodded to Ye Xipo and retreated.
"Brother Ye, this?" Zhao Qing looked at the jade flute in his hand and asked Ye Xipo.
"Brother Zhao just takes it, I won't blow it, and it's a waste if I take it."
"Yes, yes, yes." Lu Yazhu also nodded beside him, "You can keep that woman's things yourself!"
Hangzhou Xiao Mansion!
As the largest family in Hangzhou, the guards in the Xiao Mansion can be said to be extremely close.