"Huh? Zimo, what are you laughing at? You can also help you think about this question, and afterwards brother, I can't help you with your benefits! Cao Cao said hurriedly.

"Do you really want me to help?" Xiang Han asked with a smile.

"When is this coming, if you have any good poems, write them quickly!" Cao Cao has already burned his eyebrows now, if this championship is obtained by someone else, he will not regret dying?

"Okay, since Brother Meng De said so, then Han will be ugly!" Xiang Han smiled slightly, picked up the pen, and walked on the bamboo slip.

Xiang Han is no stranger to calligraphy, as a genius of the ancient martial arts family, how can he not have this skill?

"I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much. Xiang Han wrote, Cao Cao read, and finally, Cao Cao's eyes were bright, "Good poem!" Really good poetry! ”

The same Yuan Shao's eyes also showed a burst of essence, as for Yuan Shu, he basically didn't know anything about these, so he could only sit and drink on the side.

"Ugly, ugly!" Xiang Han was a little embarrassed, after all, he plagiarized Meng Haoran.

"If you're ugly, what are we?" Cao Cao praised without hesitation, "Zimo, you are too modest." ”

Soon, the maid took the bamboo slip from the room. Origin: Ying'er looked at the poems made by everyone one by one.

Looking at a copy, Lai Ying'er shook her head, and then threw the bamboo slip in her hand on the ground casually, a total of ten private rooms, plus scattered individual guests, a total of about twenty copies, and soon, Lai Ying'er saw the last one, which was written by Xiang Han.

Originally, she had no hope for this last one, but she didn't expect it to be unexpected, just after reading the poem, the gorgeous picture of this spring morning appeared in front of her eyes.

"Excuse me, which son wrote this poem called Chunxiao?" Lai Ying'er asked.

Xiang Han didn't speak, after all, this was done to help Cao Cao, and if he admitted it, it wasn't very good?

Cao Cao didn't think about it so much, and stretched out his hand to poke Xiang Han: "Why don't you speak." ”

"Isn't that what I did for you?" Xiang Han was a little confused. What did he admit to doing it for Cao Cao?

"It's okay, you can admit that you did it!" Cao Cao shook his head and insisted on letting Xiang Han admit it.

Although Xiang Han didn't understand what Cao Cao meant, since Cao Cao said so, he had no choice but to admit it.

However, at this time, Lai Ying'er had already begun to slowly recite this "Spring Dawn".

"Spring sleep does not ...... awareness"

Until a poem was read, everyone who was still a little unconvinced closed their mouths one after another, what they wrote was indeed good!

And Ying'er looked around, trying to find this person.

"Miss Ying'er, this song "Spring Dawn" is the next work." Xiang Han stood up and said loudly.

"It turned out that this son did it, I don't know the name of the child?" After Lai Ying'er saw Xiang Han, she immediately smiled slightly, and after seeing Cao Cao sitting behind Xiang Han, Lai Ying'er was even more happy.

"My name is Xiang Han." Xiang Han replied briefly.

"Thank you Xiang Gongzi!" Lai Ying'er saluted Xiang Han, and then said, "The following is the second question, and the key words are still two: moon, hometown!" ”

This question is similar to the previous one, and the two keywords are well-known, but when they are linked, it is a little difficult to write a good sentence.

However, after hearing these two words, the corners of Xiang Han's mouth raised again, looking very confident.

Seeing Xiang Han's expression, Cao Cao was a little helpless, is this cold a demon? The force value is off the charts, and even the literary attainments are so strong?

"Zimo, it's better for you to come this time!" Cao Cao shrugged his shoulders, and when he saw Xiang Han's appearance, he knew that this kid had a number in his heart!

"Okay." Xiang Han also shrugged his shoulders and wrote four lines of poetry on the bamboo slip again.

After reading the poem, Cao Cao couldn't hold back and shouted directly, "Okay! ”

Cao Cao's voice directly attracted everyone's attention to this side, and Lai Ying'er was naturally no exception.

"May I ask if Xiang Gongzi has any good work this time?" Lai Ying'er asked.

"There is indeed a poem, but a good work cannot be talked about." Xiang Han said modestly.

"Xiang Gongzi is too modest, the song "Spring Dawn" just now can already be called a masterpiece, I don't know what Gongzi did this time?" Lai Ying'er covered her face with one hand and smiled.

"What I did was called 'Silent Night Thoughts.'" Xiang Han thought about it, but still didn't replace the name of Shixian Taibai's masterpiece.

Silent Night Thoughts?

After hearing the name of this poem, everyone wondered, what does this have to do with the moon and hometown?

After hearing this name, Lai Ying'er frowned slightly: "I want to hear it in detail." ”

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. Xiang Han slowly recited these four lines of poetry.

"Good! Xiang Gongzi is really talented! After listening to Ying'er, her eyes lit up, if this poem is not relevant, what other poem can be relevant?

After listening to this, the rest of the people were ashamed of themselves and threw aside the bamboo slips in their hands, without meaning to hand them over. Obviously, Xiang Han also won the second question.

"Xiang Gongzi, Ying'er's third question, please answer it directly." Lai Ying'er spoke, "There are no keywords in the third question, only the theme, and the theme is related to war!" ”

"Only, it's that simple?" Xiang Han asked with some doubts, of course, he decided to plagiarize to the end, the Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming dynasties produced so many famous poems, what if he plagiarized a few poems?

Simple?

Everyone couldn't help but curse Xiang Han secretly in their hearts, this guy, is what he said true or false? These are basically scholars, and then they are the noble sons of high-ranking officials and dignitaries, except for Cao Cao, how can anyone have ever been on the battlefield? Naturally, I don't know what war means, so I can't write anything about it.

"Since Xiang Gongzi said it is simple, then the little woman listens to it." After listening to Xiang Han's words, Lai Ying'er smiled slightly, without the slightest doubt.

"In that case, my poem will be called "Feelings". After thinking about it, Xiang Han spoke, "Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rests." Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. Twenty-nine days of dust and earth, eight hundred miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad. ”

After a pause, Xiang Han continued to chant: "The Huns are ashamed, they are still not snowing, and the courtiers hate them, when will they be destroyed?" Drive a long car, step through the lack of Helan Mountain, be ambitious and hungry for Hulu meat, laugh and talk about thirsty Hun blood, take the head to clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky! ”

After Xiang Han's poem was recited, the audience fell silent, and no one said a word.

After a long time, Cao Cao shouted loudly, breaking the peace: "Okay! ”

"Xiang Gongzi is very talented, this poetry will win, I think everyone should have no opinion, right?" Lai Ying'er spoke, and then glanced at the crowd.

What else do you have to say? Xiang Han's poems are so good that everyone is ashamed of themselves.

"Please also ask Xiang Gongzi to move to the little girl's boudoir." With that, Lai Ying'er walked off the stage and walked towards her room.

The excitement has ended, and there is naturally no need for everyone to stay any longer, and many people who just came to Ying'er left immediately.

"I said Brother Mengde, what now?" Xiang Han asked helplessly.

"Hehe, let you go, you will go." Yuan Shao laughed evilly, and then glanced at Cao Cao.

"Forget it, I'm afraid that Brother Meng De will kill me!" Xiang Han shook his head.

"Let's go together!" Cao Cao spoke, then stood up, and once again pulled Xiang Han and walked to Ying'er's boudoir.

Why are you pulling me to do this kind of thing?

Xiang Han's face was full of question marks, could it be that the so-called three are coming? Xiang Han shook his head, forget it!

When he came to Ying'er's boudoir, Xiang Han realized that he was thinking evil, and coming to Ying'er to find him was just talking about poetry, and as for Cao Cao, he had been drinking on the side without saying a word.

"Okay, Miss Ying'er, it's not too early now, Han should also leave, so I won't bother the two of you!" Xiang Han got up and said goodbye.

Listening to Xiang Han's words, Lai Ying'er's face turned red, and then she glanced at Cao Cao, her face full of shyness.

"Brother Meng De, when you are constantly in turmoil, you must make the decision immediately, otherwise it will be easy to regret it later!" Xiang Han patted Cao Cao on the shoulder, and then left.

What does that mean? Listening to what Xiang Han said, Cao Cao was slightly stunned, and then looked at the red-faced Ying'er, Cao Cao seemed to understand, so he nodded heavily: "Miss Ying'er, wait for the next few days!" ”

After speaking, Cao Cao left without looking back!

And then within a few days, Xiang Han got the news: Cao Cao has taken a concubine!