"The poem was dictated by the student and transcribed by the student's wife."

Wen Zhaolun shook his head with a sigh, originally thought that he had found someone who could serve as a façade for Anping students, but it turned out that the poem was not written by himself, you see, he also admitted that the poem was transcribed by his wife, his wife, his wife?

Wen Zhaolun's eyes lit up, and he looked straight at Qin Han. "What did you just say?"

Qin Han shook his head again and said. "My lord, the student's handwriting is sloppy, and it is difficult to get into the elegant hall, so it is dictated by the student and transcribed by the student's wife, otherwise the student's handwriting is really illegible."

got the answer he wanted, Wen Zhaolun's eyebrows suddenly fluttered, sure enough, he was the person he fancied, how could he do this kind of thing and let someone else write it for him.

Wen Zhaolun looked at Qin Han with joy on his face, but he had a different face for Huiwen. Wen Zhaolun looked at Yu Huiwen, snorted, and said coldly. "Yu Huiwen, readers should avoid anxiety and dryness, and step on the entity, you have also heard, Qin Han's poems are only transcribed by his wife, how can he say that he is tired."

"This..."

Yu Huiwen didn't know how to answer for a while, when he stood up, it was only because Qin Han's victory over his two poems was the same person, and all five poems were won, so it was forgotten, but this person turned out to be the husband of the woman he had been chasing for a long time, and he stood up after a liver fire attack.

Yu Huiwen was a little anxious, if he couldn't tell the reason, I was afraid that he would lose an adult today.

Yu Huiwen looked up and saw Qin Han talking to Chu Luo in his ear, and his heart was full of anger.

"My lord, the student is not unconvinced, Qin Han is indeed talented, but it is a bit appalling that he can win on five different poems alone, and many people also know that Mrs. Qin's wife Chu Luoning is also a talented woman in Anping, and a dream order is even more widely circulated, and the student suspects that some of the five poems were written by Chu Luoning."

Hearing Yu Huiwen's words, the audience began to talk again.

"Yes, it's normal for Qin Han to make five poems, but if all of them are so good, it's suspicious."

"On the day of the poetry meeting, I listened to the order like a dream, Mrs. Qin's talent is obvious to all, and I also think that Mrs. Qin may also participate."

"A few of you criticize, he can be on the list of two poems in Huiwen, what's wrong with Qin Gongzi's five poems."

"Yes, besides, that dream order is a word, not a poem, how do you know that Mrs. Qin writes poetry?"

"Then how do you know it's bad?"

Wen Zhaolun shook his head, although he also felt that what Yu Huiwen said had some truth, but he really shouldn't chase after him and lose his demeanor as a scholar. And two of the poems that have just been taken down are his, and when they jump out at this time, what they think in their hearts can be seen.

Qin Han originally thought that after the explanation, this Yu Huiwen would retreat with interest, but he didn't expect that he would be entangled again, and he would forget about pestering me, what is the matter with pulling Luo Ning, it seems that he wants to teach him a long lesson.

Qin Han looked at the three adults deeply, and said with a sincere face. "I didn't expect the student's poems to cause trouble to several adults, it's really the student's fault, since some people think that the student's poetry is problematic, the student wants to compare it again in front of everyone, but it is just to delay the time of several adults and disturb a few adults."

Wen Zhaolun and Shen Chen glanced at each other, and the three of them made a decision in their hearts.

"It's not about bothering, it's just that I won't be a little wronged by you." Qin Han's words made Wen Zhaolun very useful, looking at others, he had obviously won the competition, but he would rather compete again, and then look at Yu Huiwen, his words were not pertinent, and his character was even worse, he was really inferior to Qin Han.

Qin Han stepped forward and said. "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't know if Brother Yu is willing to compete with me."

Yu Huiwen was a little hesitant, although he did not participate in the poetry meeting that day, he had also heard that Qin Han had defeated Li Wenchao and Zhang Zizhen. He also read the poems written by Qin Han, although it is good, but it is only good, there is no first martial arts and no second, he may not lose to him, and it seems that there is only this way to go at present.

"Compete and compete, I will prove to everyone whether you have the ability to write all five poems." Pulling things to the field he is good at, Yu Huiwen is still a little confident.

Seeing that the two had no objections, Shen Chenwen and the three began to discuss, and after a while, Shen Yiru stood up facing the crowd.

Shen Yiru pressed his hand against the crowd, and the crowd quieted down. "Everyone also heard what happened just now, in order to have a result, Qin Han and Yu Huiwen are compared separately, and the three of us will notarize it, everyone can have objections."

After waiting for a while, no one in the crowd raised any objections, and Shen Yiru continued. "Since there is no point, let's start the competition, this time the topic is - wine."

As soon as the topic was announced, Qin Han and Yu Huiwen began to think about it, but Yu Huiwen was thinking about how to compose poems, and Qin Han was really sorry.

Qin Han slapped his palms, it's a pity, this time will go forward, without Li Bai, the poetry of this wine is easy to copy, when it comes to wine, who can compare to Li Bai, who claims to be a fairy in wine. Also, a song by Du Fu "Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking" can also beat everyone present.

However, although there is no better, there is still the best, and it is enough to beat Yu Huiwen.

Qin Han arched his hand at several adults and said. "Adults, I'll come first."

"Oh? So fast again? ”

Shen Yiru and the others were a little surprised, don't you need to think carefully about this Qin Han's poetry? Ideas came up so quickly.

Qin Han took out the folding fan, took two steps forward, and looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle.

Behind him, a slightly chubby guest looked confused, "Eh, where's my fan?" It was just put on the table, and who took my fan. ”

With the folding fan in his hand, Qin Han instantly felt that his compulsion was rising, cleared his throat, and read.

"A few times the flowers sat down and the, and the silver man red wall looked into the distance.

It seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind is exposed and the midnight is upset.

Lingering thoughts and pulling out the cocoon, like a sad heart peeling banana.

In March and May of three or five years, the poor glass of wine never went away. ”

As soon as Qin Han's words fell, everyone looked at Shen Yiru and the others, but Qin Han continued to speak.

"There are many cemeteries on the north and south hills, and the Qingming Festival sweeps each other.

Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, tears and blood stain red cuckoos.

The fox sleeps on the mound at sunset, and returns to the children at night in front of the laughing lamp.

If there is wine in life, you must be drunk, and a drop of it has ever been to Jiuquan. ”

After Qin Han finished reading, he rubbed his throat, walked to the table, picked up the teacup and drank it all.

In a short period of time, Qin Han actually wrote two poems, which not only made everyone in the audience dumbfounded, but also Shen Yiru and the three of them were very surprised.

The tea passed through his throat, Qin Han felt much more comfortable, and continued to speak.

"I'm not as good as Tao Sheng, the world is lingering.

How can the clouds be suitable, but also like when they were born.

There are no thorns in the field, and the good thing is here.

Indulge in the past with things, and there is no doubt about what you encounter.

Occasionally, the wine is interesting, and the empty glass is often held. ”

The crowd in the stadium was completely silent, to the point where the needle could be heard.

A white-faced scholar stabbed his friend and asked expressionlessly. "Am I dreaming, did Qin Gongzi make three poems in a row just now?"

My friend snorted with the same expression. "You pinch it and see if it hurts."

After my friend finished speaking, he felt the pain of the soft flesh in his waist, and the hot feeling went straight to his brain.

"Ahh

The white-faced scholar nodded and said to his friend. "It doesn't seem to be a dream, Qin Gongzi is really amazing, he actually wrote three poems in such a short time."

My friend grinned and kept rubbing his waist. "Can't you just pinch yourself? What are you pinching me for. ”

The white-faced scholar rubbed his nose and said. "I'm afraid it hurts."

"You..."

Although there was a small discussion in the audience, there was not too much noise. Everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Han, especially when Qin Han drank the tea on the table again, everyone's eyes became more eager.

Qin Han put down the teacup and was very satisfied with his three poems, hehe, fighting with the master, I'm afraid I don't know what a plagiarism dog is.

Thinking about it, Qin Han felt that his back was a little hairy. Turning around, startled. "Well, but what's wrong with the poems you wrote below?"

"No, no, Qin Gongzi, you continue."

"Yes, yes, Qin Gongzi continues to continue."

Seeing that everyone was eager, Qin Han was also a little moved, but he only found a few songs when he searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, where could he continue, so he prevaricated. "Well, I have only learned a little bit in the next year, and I want to continue, but I don't have any ink on my chest, so I can't continue."

The white-faced scholar looked at Qin Han, who was smiling with a spring breeze on his face, and asked his friend. "I suspect he's pretending to be X, but I don't have proof."

The friend shook his head. "Brother, be confident, take the suspicion out."

Looking at everyone's eager eyes, Qin Han smiled, I also want to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it.

Qin Han bowed to Shen Yiru and the three of them and said respectfully. "Please also ask the three adults to be Yazheng."

Wen Zhaolun was the first to react, this, just now I did three songs. Wen Zhaolun slapped the table, okay, he deserves to be the person he fancies.

Hearing Qin Han's words, Shen Yiru shook his head and said. "Don't be in a hurry, it's equivalent to making comparisons after the text is done."

"Yes, sir." Qin Han arched his hand and retreated.

Yu Huiwen had a feeling of losing his wife and breaking his soldiers at this time, it turned out that Qin Han was really so powerful, he made three poems in such a short time, didn't he hit the blade.

In the field, Li Wenchao was frowning Chen Si. If there is wine in life, you must be drunk, and a drop of it has ever been to Jiuquan. Occasionally, the wine is interesting, and the empty glass is often held. A few lines of poetry kept playing back in Li Wenchao's mind.

Finally, Li Wenchao looked at Yu Huiwen in the field and shook his head. "Qin Han's work is a good sentence, and Yu Huiwen has lost it."

Zhang Zizhen nodded and said. "Yes, Yu Huiwen is not as good as you and me, there is no doubt about this competition, Yu Huiwen miscalculated."

Li Wenchao smiled heartily and said. "He's not the only one who miscalculated, didn't we also make a mistake, let's go, there's nothing to look forward to."

Looking at Li Wenchao, who had already turned around, Zhang Zizhen hurriedly followed. "Hey, why are you talking about this, if it weren't for Liu Geng, how would we be in trouble."