"Well, okay, you can do it for a while, if you really can't, I can do it for you." Xiantu said helplessly. When the Li brothers heard this, their happy faces burst into laughter.

Xiantu coughed twice, cleared his throat, and began to read: "A trace of spring breeze passes gently, blowing down the ruthless fruits of the world." When you are proud, when you are sad, you are ignorant and unaware of your life. I am afraid that the world will know it, and I will be even more worried after the beautiful sun is broken. Raise your eyes to look at the heavenly river, and after a few hours of joy and sorrow. Cherish the young family and, every inch of time is an inch of gold. ”

After Xiantu read it affectionately, everyone fell silent, and it seems that this poem made in the first year of high school has worked. I still remember when I was in high school, Xiantu was very homesick, standing by the window and watching the sunset, I felt infinite emotion in my heart, and made such a poem that felt bleak.

"Xiantu, your poem is too Zen, and it sounds so sad, it turns out that your background is so pitiful." Luo Tong said to Xiantu as if he had an understanding. Life? Xiantu didn't hear what kind of life experience was hidden in his poems, no wonder everyone was quiet, they all heard such a meaning, Xiantu thought it was his masterpiece that moved them.

Forget it, since they all think so, Xiantu doesn't have to explain. In case the explanation is not good, they should say that the first attempt is dishonest.

Xiantu pretended to be a little sad, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, and said to them: "I'm done writing poems, it's your turn." ”

I thought I could listen to their gods, but what I didn't expect happened. I saw that Qin Huaiyu took the lead and took out a tael of silver from his sleeve and put it on the table, and the others followed suit as if they were infected with the virus.

What's going on, are they all illiterate, but Qin Huaiyu Luotong and others are not like ah, they are obviously rich and rich, but why don't they want to compose poems and take out the silver.

Xiantu was puzzled, only to hear Qin Huaiyu say: "Your poems are too sad, we have no poetry, I'm afraid it will be difficult to give good poems today." ”

Well, since you have no sense of poetry, then don't write poems, anyway, there are not so many poems to read.

I wanted to stop there, but I heard the Li family brother say: "We don't have any money, let's try first, you have to help us!" ”

Well, it's an honor for Xiantu to know you, and Xiantu can only continue to think about a poem again. O, two people, you have to think of two poems, and then meditate!

"Don't be embarrassed first, I'll give you two brothers' money." This sentence quickly reached Xiantu's ears and passed through Xiantu's brain. Xiantu excitedly wondered which savior was coming.

opened his eyes of contemplation and saw Luo Tong, who had just finished speaking, it was interesting to be a brother, none of these brothers stood up to say such a sentence.

Xiantu smiled at him and secretly sent Qiu Bo. [This is to thank Luo Tong for doing this, don't think crookedly]. Aren't we people in the 21st century open-minded? It's nothing to send an autumn wave, you are not allowed to laugh, let alone think blindly.

"At least I have to make one more one, the poem just now is too sad, and if I make it a little more festive, I should pay the fine for the two of them." Who said this rebellious sentence was none other than the illiterate Iron Bull, Cheng Biting Jin's precious son. Xiantu thought to himself, when Lao Tzu arrives at your house one day, I have to repair you well, so that you can talk more here today.

However, everyone has put forward their opinions, and Xiantu also thinks it would be better to write another poem. There was no choice but to grit his teeth and stare at Tie Niu, his heart full of all kinds of spells to scold him.

Suddenly, Xiantu thought of a short poem that was also done in high school, and he suddenly realized that high school was really wasted, and he was writing poetry. Thinking about it, he said: "Life is short, but filial piety is unlimited." Grasp the time, strive for your wishes, have no intention of vain, and have the heart to double. It's not too late to start. ”

With my eyes closed, I read it out with emotion, and my mind was full of the feeling I had when I was in high school, and I thought that time had flown by, and this day was different for the next year. Before I knew it, tears had already wet my closed eyes.

opened his eyes full of tears, looked at the princes and nobles affectionately, and realized that this time he was wrong again. I was going to make a festive poem, but I didn't expect to make such a sad poem. From everyone's expressions with their heads down and tears in their eyes, Xiantu knew that he was in trouble again.

"Xiantu, you better stop writing poetry, we're all about to die of sadness. Why do you want to write such sad poems, are these all your past? With tears in his eyes, Luo Tong muttered to Xiantu.

Does this poem mention Xiantu's life experience in the past? He didn't notice it at all. The reason why these poems were made was because I missed my family, but I didn't think about my life background and the like. Besides, Xiantu's life experience is very good, and the background is even better, a typical rich second generation, a broad young master!

Forget it, you guys should be sad, just don't have to read poetry anymore. This kind of thing is tangled, you say let the first picture of a science student, in front of everyone to do the work of the liberal arts student, he is not suitable, they all say that the crossing is like a mountain, this science to liberal arts is separated by 108,000 miles!

Everyone looked at Xiantu and was silent, thinking that Xiantu was still immersed in pain, so they all spoke separately, so that the awkward and silent atmosphere could pass quickly.

"Xiantu, I'll tell you a secret." Yu Chi Baolin smiled mysteriously at Xiantu, as if there was something else to tell him, and everyone suddenly fell silent. It seems that everyone is the same as they thought first, and they are all waiting for the Wei Chi family to come up with another treasure.

"What's the secret?" Xiantu asked curiously.

"Hehe, haven't you always been curious about our father's good places?" Yu Chi Baolin asked. That's right, Xiantu almost forgot about it. I came here to ask Yu Chi Baolin, but I didn't expect to make a lot of poems before I could ask.

But Xiantu is very curious, how can a big old man like Yu Chi Baolin know what he thinks in his heart, can Baolin read minds, wait for Xiantu to ask him later.

"Actually, our father's good place is not a good place. It's just that ordinary people can't get in, so it becomes more mysterious. After a few days, I'll take you to see it and you'll understand. "I'll go, this guy, here again. Why do you always make a suspense for people to guess, Xiantu will definitely not be able to sleep tonight. Seeing the emperor tomorrow is enough to make him insomnia, but I didn't expect Baolin to come out again, it seems that the insomnia is certain.

The audience sighed for a while, and they all complained about Yu Chi Baolin in their hearts, who let him speak halfway, Xiantu felt a little complained about him. It's just that the godbrother I just recognized, it's not easy to say anything first.

In this way, they talked about it without a word, and said things that were inconsequential. However, these conversations are enough to let a modern person understand a little bit about the Tang Dynasty!

"Meet all the little marquis, little princes, and sons. Madame sent a message and asked the two sons to go to the front hall to entertain the adults, and the adults will have a banquet in our Luo Mansion tonight. And instructed the two sons not to neglect the guests, these are all elders. A man in his twenties, who looked clear-eyed, rushed to pass the word.