"Everyone is here, so let's get started." Xiao Hong said lightly.

"Let's get started."

"Yes, let's get started!"

After the three old men nodded, Xiao Yuhan stood up, raised his wine glass, smiled slightly, and said: "Thank you for coming, my Xiao family is very grateful, as the host, how about my Xiao family come up with a topic first?" ”

"As it should be!"

"That's great!"

"Good!"

“……”

The surrounding ones were Jiangnan geniuses echoed.

"Recently, I heard that there is a chivalrous woman in my Jiangnan, robbing the rich and helping the poor, punishing the evil and promoting the good, it is better to have a poetry meeting tonight, we will take chivalry as the theme, how about it?" Xiao Yuhan said with a slight smile.

"When it is!"

"Good."

"Brother Xiao will do it first."

“……”

"It's so shameless, I dare to be more sure, this guy has already made a poem, maybe he will come to a seven-step poem later!" Cheng Chubi said with great contempt for this guy.

"Saburo, how do you know?" Shangguan Yi couldn't help asking.

"Nonsense, this guy set up such a bureau in order to step on me fiercely, how to step on me?" Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes, drank a glass of wine, and said, "Don't you want to use poetry to shake my face to show that their Xiao family is more talented and capable than my Cheng family?" Bah! Wait a minute, if Lao Tzu doesn't stomp on the ground on you guys, Lao Tzu won't be surnamed Cheng! ”

Cheng Chubi and the others were still a little far away from Xiao Yuhan, so they didn't hear Cheng Chubi's words, but before making the poem, they still glared at Cheng Chubi and the others fiercely, and then pretended to be polite, and waved at the surrounding talents, saying: "Since this is the case, then I will be ugly." ”

Xiao Yuhan took a step forward, and then read: "The wind is the clothes, the snow is the face, the cold rain is the sword and the thousand traces, if it is not the first time the rivers and lakes meet, it will be the moon in Shushan." ”

When Xiao Yuhan finished chanting this poem, he just walked a few steps, and most of the people cheered.

"Good, good poetry, good poetry."

"Brother Ziyu became a poem in seven steps, it is simply Cao Zijian's reproduction."

"Ziyu is talented, we are ashamed of ourselves."

“……”

Those who were better with the Xiao family cheered one after another, and the whole scene became quite lively.

"See? He's so shameless, no wonder he was cut by Grandpa, as the saying goes, if there is a father, there must be a son, just look at their style, you know, their father is not a capable person. The contempt in Cheng Chubi's eyes became even stronger.

"San Lang, you guessed right." Shangguan Yi couldn't help but give Cheng Chubi a thumbs up, he was still suspicious just now, but now, he naturally no longer doubts.

"Now your master is amazing, right?" Cheng Chubi became a little proud.

"I heard that Master Xuanji not only has profound Buddhism, but also has an understanding of poetry and songs, why don't you come and evaluate this poem?" Xiao Yuhan looked at Cheng Chubi with a smug face.

"Sure enough, here it is." The corners of Cheng Chubi's mouth showed a hint of playfulness, and he stood up slowly, and said: "For Buddhism and poetry, poor monks don't dare to speak, they are indeed proficient in it anymore, and the poetry is a little way." ”

Cheng Chubi stood up, looked at Xiao Yuhan, and said, "In my opinion, your poem is nine out of ten. ”

"Oh? What does this mean? Xiao Yuhan said with a smile, he didn't expect Cheng Chubi to give himself such a good evaluation, nine out of ten tricks, doesn't that mean that he is close to perfection? It's a pity, if he wasn't from the Cheng family, he could have made friends.

"I don't know anything!" However, the next words made everyone quiet, and they looked at Cheng Chubi one by one, thinking that Cheng Chubi was crazy.

"I don't know anything, no, it's just bullshit, can you also say it's poetry? It's just an insult poem, an insult to everyone present, if I were you, I should go back and drink more milk, and then make up my brain, hey. Cheng Chubi shook his head and said, "If you don't have the ability, don't learn from others to become poems in seven steps, this is called poetry?" The one I say casually is better than yours! ”

"Presumptuous! Arrogant! ”

"The people of the Cheng family are simply too arrogant!"

"If you can do it, then you can do it!"

“……”

Everyone said angrily, especially those children of the Xiao family, one by one, they couldn't wait to stab Cheng Chubi to death with a sword, and when Cheng Chubi said this, Xiao Yuhan's whole face turned green.

"That's good, you say that I don't do well, then you do, if you can't make a song that is better than me, then you admit in front of everyone that your Cheng family is not as good as our Xiao family!" Xiao Yuhan gritted his teeth and said.

"Hahaha, what if I make it?" Cheng Chubi said with a smile.

"If you do it, I'll admit that I'm inferior to you!" Xiao Yuhan said.

"There is no sincerity at all, otherwise, I can't do it, I admit that the Cheng family is not as good as the Xiao family, if I make it, it is better than you, then your Xiao family will pay me a thousand taels of silver, how about it?" Cheng Chubi said with a smile, when you come to this world, fame and fortune are all illusory, only money is the right way, and you can finally pit the Xiao family once, how can you let it go?

"Good!" Xiao Yuhan said viciously.

"In that case, let's get started, you all listen, I'll only do it once." Cheng Chubi laughed, took a step forward, and said, "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming." The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward. will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan. Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born. Saving Zhao with the golden mallet, Handan was shocked first. Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Daliang City. The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. Who can read the book, the white head "Taixuan Sutra". ”

Shocked, after everyone listened, they all showed extremely shocked expressions, and the air became quiet.

"Huh? You didn't hear me clearly, did you? Why don't you speak? Well, since you haven't stopped making it clear, then I'll write it out, lest you say that Lao Tzu is cheating. Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes and walked aside, and the celebrity unfolded the white paper, picked up the pen, and began to write.

In less than a while, a chivalrous line was written on the paper, still with wild grass.

When the people present saw Cheng Chubi's wild grass, the shock on their faces became even more intense, and Xiao Yuhan's face became even paler.

He knew he had lost, and he had lost cleanly and clearly.

"Tomorrow, I will deliver a thousand taels of silver to the inn where you live!" Xiao Yuhan said viciously.

"Hey, it's a pity, if I had known, I would have asked for a thousand taels of gold." Cheng Chubi sat down and said with a smile.

"Poof!"

Hearing Cheng Chubi's words, Xiao Yuhan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person rolled his eyes and fainted, and the people of the Xiao family hurriedly ran over, and the scene became a little chaotic for a while.

"Hey, this kid's psychological resistance is not good." Cheng Chubi pursed his lips and said.