"Okay, I'll come up with a question, this question is also simple, just take the two favorite flowers as the title, the style is not limited, you can write poems, you can also write essays!" The corners of Wei Ping's mouth raised slightly, and he said his own topic.

This question, it seems simple, but in fact it is not, it is not difficult to write flowers, but if you want to write the level, it is a little difficult, the most important thing, the judges are Cai Yong and Wei Ping, the two great Confucians, their tastes are very tricky, and the general poetry can not enter their eyes.

And Wei Zhongdao was very happy after hearing his father's question, and after a glance at his father, he immediately knew the bottom of his heart, because this question, he had studied with his father before, and he had also written a lot of good poems, and now as long as he takes out one at will, he must win!

"I already have the answer in my mind!"

Immediately, Wei Zhongdao raised his head towards Xiang Han, looking very proud.

"I have the answer, too!"

Seeing this, Xiang Han smiled slightly, write flowers! Simple!

Before Cai Yong and Wei Ping could speak, Xiang Han said again: "The person who comes is a guest, it should be given priority, Brother Wei will invite it first!" ”

"This ......"

In a word, Wei Zhongdao has already fallen into the disadvantage, is the person who comes? What do you mean? Could it be that Xiang Han is the master? However, although Wei Ping wanted to open his mouth to refute, he couldn't talk about it, after all, they were really just guests!

Wei Zhongdao glanced at Wei Ping, only to see Wei Ping nodded, and his heart settled down slightly.

"I'll come first, I'll come first! But don't tell me you're exactly what I think you are! Wei Zhongdao stood up, tidied up his clothes, and chanted as he walked, "I once saw Zimo's head in spring, and Lan Ruo's flowers bloomed in the evening. The autumn grass is vast looking for the old marquis, and the water of Songdao in Juzhou is leisurely dissolved. ”

"Good!" As soon as Wei Zhongdao's poem was read, Wei Ping couldn't wait to shout.

That's right, it's this poem, this poem is the best poem written by Wei Zhongdao in his opinion before!

"Well, it's good." Cai Yong also nodded, it seems that this Wei Zhongdao still has some real talent and learning, "This should be a Tibetan poem, starting with Chunlan Qiuju, which is really exquisite." ”

Is that subtle?

Xiang Han shook his head, isn't this thing just a hidden limerick in the future generations? Looking for it? There are a lot of them on the Internet, and you can make up as many versions as you want.

Seeing Xiang Han shaking his head, Wei Ping was a little dissatisfied: "What are you doing?" Don't you think this poem is badly written? ”

"That's right, I don't think this poem is really well written!" Xiang Han shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Stinky boy, you are talking wild here!" Wei Ping burst into foul language.

Even Cai Yong and Cai Yan on the side, including Cao Cao, felt that Xiang Han seemed to be a bit too much to say, right? They had never seen Xiang Han talk as much as he did now.

"Lan Ting is angry, angry, let's see what kind of poems Zimo can make." Cai Yong hurriedly said a few good words.

"Good! Let him do! I'm going to see what kind of good things he can make! Wei Ping said angrily.

"This time I won't write poems, there is an article, please taste my father-in-law." Xiang Han smiled slightly and took two steps, "My article, let's call it "Ai Lian Said" for the time being!" ”

Ai Lian said?

Hearing that Xiang Han wanted to compose, not only Cai Yong, Cai Yan and Cao Cao's eyes were bright, after all, Xiang Han had written so many poems before, and they all sounded a little numb. It seems to be the first time I've seen Xiang Han write an article.

"The flowers of water, land, grass and trees, there are many lovely ones! To love the lotus out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons, straight through the outside, not vines and branches, fragrant far and clear, pavilion net planting, can be seen from a distance and can not be blasphemed. Speaking of this, Xiang Han paused.

"It is called a chrysanthemum, and the one who is a recluse of flowers; Peony, the rich and noble of flowers; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers. Belch! The love of chrysanthemums is rarely heard. The love of the lotus, who is the giver? The love of peony is suitable for everyone! Xiang Han deleted some of Zhou Dunyi's "Ai Lian Said" in the later generations and read it out.

"Good! Good article! It's really a good article! After Cai Yong listened, he clapped his hands again and again, "A good sentence out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons!" ”

Cai Yan on the side also nodded again and again, and his eyes seemed to be full of little stars.

As for Cao Cao, he nodded thoughtfully, and he didn't know what he had in mind.

Wei Zhongdao listened to this article, and was a little confused, this ...... There is such a good article! He knew that when this article was over, he had already lost, and he had lost completely!

"I wonder what this gentleman thinks of the next article?" Xiang Han smiled and looked at Wei Ping in front of him.

"You...... Hum! With that, Wei Ping pulled Wei Zhongdao and walked away.

"Hahaha, Zimo is so literary, so literary!" Seeing this, Cao Cao laughed, and then arched his hand towards Xiang Han.

"Brother Meng De has a good reputation!" Xiang Han scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Bo, me and don't bother, take my leave!" Cao Cao bowed to Cai Yong and left.

"Father-in-law, since the matter is over, there is still something in my barracks, so I left." Xiang Han also said goodbye and wanted to leave.

"Well, it's okay, since you have something to do, let's go first, you don't have to pay attention to the affairs of the Wei family, it's just a joke when you were drunk, but I didn't expect this Wei Ping to take it seriously! Hey, what a drunken mistake, drunken mistake! Cai Yong sighed and said.

"Brother Zimo, can you give this article to Yan'er?" Cai Yan asked.

"Naturally, Yan'er wants it, just give it to Yan'er!" Xiang Han smiled slightly, took the pen, and directly transcribed this article.

After that, Xiang Han said goodbye to Cai Yan before leaving Cai's mansion.

"Huh?" Just after leaving the door of Cai's mansion, Xiang Han frowned, because his eyes caught a glimpse of a figure - Wei Ping!

Wei Ping didn't go far, but quietly watched the situation here by an alley not far away.

What kind of idea is this Wei Ping playing?

Although Xiang Han was puzzled, he did not act rashly, but returned to the barracks and called Sun Ce to his side.

"Master, is there something wrong?" Sun Ce asked puzzled.

"You will go to Cai's Mansion now......" Xiang Han whispered a few words in Sun Ce's ear.

"Yes! I see, here goes! Sun Ce nodded, and after understanding what Xiang Han meant, he left.

"I'm going to see what the hell you're up to!" Xiang Han muttered.

ps: The Hedong Wei family is also the same family, and the Wei family in the clan is a politician, writer, calligrapher during the Three Kingdoms period, and the father of the Jin Dynasty.