On the banyan tree, Shang Yousu and Pei Yu, who were one high and one low, looked at each other.

There is amazement in the eyes.

Pei Yu asked, "The legend is fake?" ”

Isn't it that Qi Pingchuan has never read many books at all, and he hasn't even gone to county school for a few days, how can he actually export words, this literary foundation and talent are rare in the world.

Shang Yousu shook his head, "Really." ”

Isn't the son being caressed by the immortals, is it possible that there is a saying that the matter of learning is also said to be in the clouds at night?

But it's a beautiful word.

Zhao Chengshang heard Qi Pingchuan say the sentence "I smile to the sky with a horizontal knife and go to save the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun" in front of the county government prison, and he was full of pride and majesty.

Earlier, I thought it was a posthumous work of Qi Hanqing or Shang Haoran that had never been published, but now it seems that it is not so simple, and I didn't expect that he would have such a graceful talent.

I was speechless for a while.

The key is that the artistic conception of this word has surging and refuting into her heart, making Zhao Chengshang feel that this poem seems to be written for the Zhao family of the previous dynasty, and it was written for himself.

Qi Pingchuan happened to walk behind Zhao Yingshang, bent down and gently knocked on the table, "Miss Liangliang, it's your turn." ”

Zhao Yingshang said.

In fact, at this time, she can already admit defeat.

After all, Feihua Ling is a literati and elegant thing, the test is well-read and widely remembered, and the test is poetry skills and talents, Qi Pingchuan made a stunning little poem by himself, if Zhao Chengshang can't respond to it with the corresponding poems, he should admit defeat.

However......

Zhao didn't want to admit defeat.

If you lose, it means that your plan has failed, and the forces of Shuangyang City will be completely insulated from you.

The dream of the empress will be even more distant.

And she doesn't believe that Qi Pingchuan can write this little poem, and he can continue to write another poem, and it is already amazing to get a song by chance, if he can write another poem, is it still a person?

Qi Pingchuan is of course human.

So, he's lost!

Zhao Yingshang groaned for a while, and said a small word written by a certain woman.

Qi Pingchuan didn't think about it, and continued: "Flowers float and water flow freely, a kind of lovesickness, two sorrows." ”

Zhao Chengshang: "??? ”

It's another phrase I've never heard before, and ...... It's still beautiful.

Could it be that it is written again?

This......

Killing Zhao Chengshang didn't want to believe that someone could write two masterpieces in a row in such a short period of time, this is no longer a genius, but a talent of immortals.

As soon as Qi Pingchuan saw Zhao Chengshang's expression, he guessed what was going on, and said with a light smile: "Then I'll continue to make up for it." ”

After a little groaning, he slowly recited this song "One Cut Plum" by Li Qingzhao everyone:

The red lotus fragrance remnants of the jade mushroom in autumn, lightly dissolve Luo Shang, and go on the Lanzhou alone.

Who in the clouds sent the brocade book?

When the word goose returns, the moon is full in the west building.

The flowers float and the water flows freely.

One lovesickness, two sorrows.

There is no way to eliminate this.

I frowned, but I was on my heart.

Zhao Yingshang's delicate body trembled, Sakura's lips opened slightly, and his heart was already a mess.

She was completely immersed in the artistic conception of this boudoir poem, and there seemed to be an elegant boudoir in front of her, with a shy woman sitting by the window, and lovesickness permeated the whole heart.

couldn't help it, Zhao Chengshang felt pity and love in his heart.

What a beautiful song of women's lovesickness!

In particular, he frowned but put two sentences in his heart, describing the lovesickness of the little lady who wanted to talk about it vividly, which was simply the magic stroke of the flying immortals outside the sky, and it was wonderful.

It took a long time to get out of the artistic conception of this little word, and then ......

She's completely messy.

What was happening in front of her was beyond her cognition.

Throughout the ages, the most legendary story of those famous Confucian writers in history is the genius who became a poet in seven steps, but compared with the one in front of him, it is really cold.

Perhaps, he is really a rare genius in the world?!

Zhao had to accept his fate.

Frozen there, there seemed to be a fire burning on his face, and his heart was so ashamed that he longed to dig a hole in the painting boat, so he went into the hole and hid in the river, and there was no shame to see anyone again.

He even tried to destroy him with poetry.

Now it seems that it is nothing more than self-inflicted humiliation.

That's it.

Zhao Chengshang sighed, "It's the slave family who lost." ”

Qi Pingchuan waved his hand magnificently, and said without shame: "Not bad, Liangliang girl, you are also very powerful, winning an ordinary little talent or something, it should be stress-free, unfortunately, I am a big talent, you can support a few rounds under me, it is already very difficult and commendable." ”

Zhao Yingshang snorted and couldn't help but sigh.

After all, after a long time, he looked at the matter of face very lightly, and quickly restrained his thoughts, and his eyes showed a look of worship from the bottom of his heart, "Qi Gongzi is a talent, and he is in charge of the security of a county, with outstanding ability, and he will be able to rule Shuangyang tomorrow, I never thought that there would be such talent, and the slave family is really admired." ”

Qi Pingchuan was quite funny.

Admire men, don't admire it, you have to admire long, thick, and long.

I can't help but be dissatisfied, even if you are an Oiran who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but I, Qi Aotian, am a copyist, and I am destined to be the Wenkui of the world in Guanjing.

You are all younger brothers.

This is just moving out Li Yu and Li Qingzhao, if you invite Li Bai Du Fu's eternal poems, or Zhang Ruoxu's Spring River Flower and Moon Night, Wang Bo's Tengwang Pavilion Preface, Su Xian's Dajiangdong Go, Xin Qiji's broken array......

The consequences are unimaginable, and they can shame this world-famous writer so much that he collectively bites his tongue and commits suicide.

With a long sigh, he looked up at the window at forty-five degrees, "Heaven does not give birth to me Qi Pingchuan, and the literature and Taoism are like long nights." ”

The mood is very good.

This sentence is also a tried-and-true failure, and the score is high enough.

Zhao Chengshang was gloomy.

This sentence is really crazy, crazy out of the sky.

But she has to admit that there have always been talented Confucians, and there are many lonely and arrogant people.

What's more, Qi Pingchuan is indeed qualified to say this.

Qi Pingchuan Yixing Shan, "This is the end of the poetry meeting, if there is nothing to do, I will return." ”

It is said that after experiencing such elegant things, he has conquered this female leader with absolutely outstanding talent, and then he only needs to drink a little wine, touch the waist and hips of the bee, and naturally be able to be confused and obsessed, and then the dry wood fire will be lit without lighting, and finally the hibiscus tent will warm the spring breeze and spend this perfect autumn night.

Ran has a fierce wife.

What's more, Zhao Chengshang's purpose is not pure, and Qi Pingchuan naturally does not dare to be careless.

Zhao Chengshang also knew how to advance and retreat, got up, his eyebrows were full of affection, and he said gently: "The slave family sends the son, if he is not busy in the future, the son will come, and the cool thoughts will be painted, just like the slave family, day and night, all of them will be opened by the son." ”

I rub!

Qi Pingchuan's heart rippled for a while, and he almost wanted to stay, this is a naked hint that the door is open for you.

I endure!

……

……

On the banyan tree, Pei Yu, who was watching Qi Pingchuan leave, slanted to Shang Yousu, "Can you endure this goblin?" ”

Shang Yousu snorted.

Pei Yu continued to add fuel to the fire, "I think your son-in-law will be eaten by this goblin sooner or later." ”

Shang Yousu had a black face, "She dares!" ”

Pei Yu shrugged his shoulders and suddenly asked: "Didn't you write those two poems, how could he write such boudoir words as a big man, could he not have a daughter's heart in his body?" ”

Shang Yousu was slightly angry, "Hugh is talking nonsense about my son-in-law!" ”

Pei Yu smiled helplessly.

No longer teasing this little girl, she really can't win now.

It's a little funny in my heart.

First, there is a day that does not give birth to you Qi Pingchuan, the way of the sword is like a long night, and now there is a day that does not give birth to you Qi Pingchuan, and the way of literature is like a long night, will there be a sentence in the future that the sky does not give birth to you Qi Pingchuan, and the way of the army is like a long night?

What a shame.

Interesting.