"Dead ------"

Lin Qiuyun was about to laugh and scold, but suddenly realized that the occasion was wrong, so she had to stop talking and glared at the maid fiercely.

For Li Qian's first impression, she didn't have a little wave in her heart, this husband just didn't seem to disgust her, and his appearance did not reach the point of bringing disaster to the country and the people, and he looked like Pan An------

At this time, everyone's attention in the hall was focused on Li Qian, so no one paid attention to their master and servant, and they were just a scholar and his scholar, which did not deserve too much attention from everyone.

The appearance of the two Jinshi here was obviously sensational, and a group of Confucian scholars crowded forward to salute Li Qian. However, this is only a minority, and many more are full of disdain, because they have heard rumors that Li Qian plagiarized other people's poems and tampered with classics.

However, no matter how you talk behind your back, it is still difficult to say some sarcastic words in front of others.

No matter how you say it, it is a Zhishi eunuch who has an official status, and he is still from the two lists of Jinshi. As a younger generation, the least respect must be there, even if it is only hypocritical and polite on the surface.

There were too many people around, Li Qian could only make a gesture at the surrounding groups, and he could be regarded as completing the return salute after a false response.

Su He saw that Li Qian didn't have time to pay attention to himself, and his heart suddenly became a little unhappy.

No matter how you say it, you are all famous talents in Hangzhou Mansion, and the name of Xiaodongpo has already spread all over Shilin------

After pondering for a moment, he arched his hand again and said, "I don't know that Li Gongzi is here today, but I want to write a poem?" ”

"Even if Su Caizi is kindly invited, I can only be respectful and obey my fate!"

Li Qian could hear the mockery in his words, so he replied with a faint smile at the moment, and went straight to his side. Su He wondered in his heart, I was just a kind word, can't you really hear it? Where am I being so graciously invited, and you are starting to dominate?

What an arrogant person, is it possible that he can really make good poems today?

The thought only flashed through his mind, and Sukh shook his head, clearly not believing that such a ridiculous thing would happen today. He has always firmly believed that Li Qian can't make good poems, and it would be good if he didn't become limericks.

If he really made a bullshit poem in front of so many people present, his Li Qian's reputation would really stink, and it would be strange not to let people laugh to death.

At the moment, Sukh had no choice but to retreat to his seat. In order to reflect his demeanor, he always maintained a slight smile on his face, but he sneered in his heart: "Heh, it depends on whether you can make a limerick poem!" ”

Not only Su He, but in fact, many people present thought similar to him, after all, Li Qian's lack of poetry is a well-known thing.

Everyone in the hall had different expressions, and Li Qian didn't have the heart to pay too much attention to it, so he stood behind the bookcase without giving up, and after mentioning the wolf hair that Su He had just put aside, after re-soaking it with full ink, he rolled up his sleeve robe with one hand, and the pen fell on the paper.

"Peach Blossom Ann Song ------"

Wow------

As soon as the name of the poem came out, the hall was in an uproar.

When many people saw these four words, they couldn't help but want to laugh in their hearts, but they couldn't laugh at a village eunuch so wantonly, so they could only hold back themselves, cover their mouths with their sleeves and snicker in a low voice, and whispered to each other.

"Heh, the Peach Blossom Anthem------ is a little cheesy, isn't it?"

"Who's to say it isn't? Let Li Zhongqing write an article, if you write a poem, hehe------"

"I really don't know what he thinks, he is not good at writing poetry but is strong, alas, ------"

“------”

There are many people, and no matter how small the voice is, it can't be small, but Li Qian still heard the ridicule of these people. He didn't care about this, just shook his head slightly.

These people, just by looking at the title of the poem, dare to draw conclusions and think that this poem is mediocre?

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Lin Qiuyun also stood around the middle bookcase, but she was not in the first row, but was squeezed into the third row at the back of the crowd.

Among Jiangnan women, her figure is relatively tall, so even if she stands a little back, she will not be drowned in the crowd. It's just that all the men present at the moment are men, and she can only barely see a side of Li Qian and a small part of the paper through the gap in the crowd in front of her.

She frowned slightly, and then stood on tiptoe, only then did she see the four words written by Li Qian.

In contrast, Xiao Lanke, who was guarding her in front of her, was not so lucky. The little girl is not tall, and she can't even see Li Qian standing in front of the bookcase, and there is a human wall in front of her------

"Peach Blossom Song?"

Li Qian's handwriting made Lin Qiuyun feel a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen such handwriting.

"Little ------ boy, have you seen what he wrote?" Xiaolan asked in a low voice.

"I see it clearly, the poem is called "Song of the Peach Blossom Temple". Lin Qiuyun put her hands on her little shoulders and replied in a low voice.

"Hey------ it's so similar to the name of the poem on the kite."

"Huh?"

Lin Qiuyun couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this, and then she also remembered this, don't say it, the title of this poem has the word "song" in it------ it seems that the handwriting is also somewhat similar?

As soon as she thought of this, she was ready to take out the kite to compare it carefully, but unfortunately the kite was stored downstairs by Xiaolan and did not hold it casually.

She immediately stood on tiptoe again, and after glancing at the words written by Li Qian again, she was finally sure in her heart that the kite she picked up must be Li Qian's!

This result obviously surprised Lin Qiuyun, and she was a little stunned for a while.

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Suhe sat in his seat, holding a glass of grape wine in his hand, and kept a nonchalant smile on his face. As soon as Li Qian's poem name came out, he heard the person in front of him read it, and his heart was really as he expected!

In order to reflect the disdain of himself and others, the people of the Qingfeng Poetry Society did not gather around Li Qian, and they all sat in their seats. In fact, they are all about the same, even if they don't go around to see it, they can quickly know what Li Qian wrote in front of them, and they really don't need to go forward.

At this moment, seeing that the scholars in the front field were talking about it, he also turned his head to look at Zhao Peng beside him and said with a smile: "This Li Qian is really not afraid of being embarrassed, is it possible, he really plans to write a vulgar poem in public today?" ”

"Hehe------ he Li Qian has no poetic talent, isn't it difficult to ride a tiger?"

Zhao Peng's face was smug at the moment. At first, he was still faintly uneasy, after all, Li Qian agreed too simply, so he had to suspect that the other party happened to have a good poem in his hand, so he would agree to compose a poem so quickly.

When downstairs, Li Qian even made a bold statement, saying that his poems must be better than his own------ but now it seems that he was just stimulated by his own words.

"Huh?"

Su He frowned, and then thought that Zhao Peng had also gone upstairs with Li Qian and the others just now, and he roughly understood the reason for this. So he furrowed his brows and praised: "Brother Zhao is a good method!" ”

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At this moment, Li Qian's body was already surrounded by water, and everyone standing in the front position had their eyes on the rice paper above the bookcase, waiting for him to continue to play. Many people want to see what kind of poems can be written with such a vulgar poem title.

Li Qian lowered his head slightly, wrote the first sentence on the paper, and immediately someone followed along.

"Peach Blossom Dock ----- Peach Blossom Temple------"

"Peach Blossom Fairy ------ under the Peach Blossom Temple"

"Flutter ------"

Finally, someone couldn't help it and laughed out loud in public. This sound was like a hole in the flood dam that had been torn open by the flood, and the embankment burst in an instant.

"Hahaha------"

The hall burst out laughing, and the scholars laughed as if no one was around------ no way, they were already holding back hard enough, their faces were flushed red, and they couldn't hold it anymore at this time.

Such a first sentence is indeed not amazing enough, and there is a faint tendency to flow into limericks. If you really make a limerick poem, this two-list jinshi, I'm afraid I won't have the face to see people in the future, right?

Su He and Zhao Peng looked at each other and smiled, and then began to discuss in a whisper what was wrong with this poem as the first sentence. In the end, they came to a conclusion -

This is a failure!

Mo said that the first sentence was a failure, in the eyes of the two of them, even the title of the poem was a big failure, and even if it was written later, it would not be able to be recovered.

Li Qian------ is destined to be ruined today!

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"Noise!"

Li Qian subconsciously muttered, and then began to write the dragon and snake, opening and closing, "brushing, brushing" and splashing ink for a while, and a few lines of poetry jumped on the paper like a cloud, in one go.

"The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees, and picked peach blossoms for wine money------"

"When you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep with the flowers. Half-drunk and half-awake day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year------"

The laughter at the scene stopped abruptly, like a duck that was collectively choked by the neck, looking at these lines of poetry in amazement, and after reciting it softly, the expression on his face became very wonderful.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, in the middle of the hall, quickly formed a rainbow formed by the convergence of human faces.

"The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees, and picked peach blossoms for wine money------"

"When you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep with the flowers. Half-drunk and half-awake day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year------"

A few lines of poetry leap onto the page like a cloud of water, and they are written in one go. It was also at this time that many scholars on the scene saw some clues, and this poem seemed to have a bit of charm?

Boom------

The sound of the brush dipping in ink came out, which was originally a very slight sound, but in the silent banquet hall at this moment, it was very crisp into everyone's ears.