If you want to talk about the entire Ming Dynasty, who Zhou Xing is most familiar with, the first one must be Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor is the object of focus in the history books.

The second is Zhu Di, because the story of Zheng He's seven trips to the West made him yearn for it and made him regret.

The third is this Fang Xiaoru, because of the "Ten Clans".

Fang Xiaoru is very talented, quite talented. Yao Guangxiao once said after Fang Xiaoru was killed, "If you kill Xiaoru, there will be no reading seeds in the world".

Fang Xiaoru's talent can be seen from Yao Guangxiao's evaluation.

Seeing these people exporting chapters, Zhou Xing once again sincerely felt that it was really not easy to visit the Qinglou, and it did not mean that the local tyrants and nouveau riche could get along.

This is the world of Wenqing. At that time, Liu Yong was so poor that he didn't have to wear pants, just because he was talented, he was bagged/raised by major brands, and that was the model of my generation.

In the world of the literati, privilege is useless, and talent is the only criterion.

If Zhu Gaoxu wants to kiss Fang Ze tonight, the only chance is to make a poem, an article, or even a few punch lines, and then attract Miss Tang's attention and be chosen by Miss Tang. There is no other way.

There are a large number of people here, and Fang Xiaoru's poems have spread all over in a blink of an eye. Seeing that he was about to win today's first place, Zhu Gaoxu was so anxious that he jumped to his feet and urged Zhou Xingdao: "Hurry up and come up with a poem for me, ...... quickly."

Zhou Xing searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, pondered hard, and was also very depressed. The most prosperous poem is the Tang and Song dynasties, but which of the famous poems of the Tang and Song dynasties has not been heard of by the students present? Which is not proficient?

Therefore, we can only greet the poets of the Ming and Qing dynasties. But the most famous novels in the Ming and Qing dynasties are novels, where did the poems come from? I can't tell people about "Lin Jiaotou Fengxue Mountain Temple".

Originally, Zhou Xing knew one poem about snow, which was the famous poem "The country is general, the well is black and holey, the yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen." "There is not a single word of snow in the whole article, but all the words are snow. It's a pity that this poem was written by Zhang Dayou in the Tang Dynasty, and now it can't be copied at all.

This oil is born in the wrong era, you say how good it would be if he was born in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

"Zhou Xing, hurry up and think about ......"

The so-called urgency makes wisdom, this Zhu Gaochu kept urging, which really made Zhou Xing think of a poem, attached to Zhu Gaoxu's ear, and so on.

After listening to Zhou Xing's poem, Zhu Gaoxu not only didn't feel surprised, but was also surprised, and said in surprise: "Can this work?" ”

Zhou Xing said: "Isn't there no other way now?" If you don't come again, I'm afraid you won't have a chance. ”

Although Zhu Gaoxu is helpless, there is still a chance to open his mouth, and if he does not speak, there is no possibility at all.

No matter what the level of this poem is, Zhu Gaoxu always has to "focus on participation".

"Okay, let's do this one."

He coughed and said in a loud voice: "I also have a poem here, please Miss Tang to taste it." ”

Everyone thought that today's competition was over, and it was naturally Fang Xiaoru who won the championship, and everyone's envy, jealousy and hatred were ready.

As a result, at this critical moment, he made another trip halfway.

Countless eyes turned to Zhu Gaoxu, and found that it was a young man in his early tens, and he immediately felt contempt.

"There is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not firm, I have read a few books at this young age, and I want to kiss Fangze? It's really beyond my means. ”

"Which son is this? So confident? It took so long to come up with it, and it would have been a failure. If I were him, I would shut up. ”

In the discussion, ridicule is the majority. However, this Zhu Gaoxu did not mean to retreat at all, and said: "The name of my poem is "Snow". ”

As soon as he spoke, the conversation became quiet. Everyone wants to hear what kind of quatrain this kid can chant so that he has the courage to speak at this time.

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces." Zhu Gaoxu read the first sentence aloud.

"Haha......"

"I'm laughing to death......"

"This is also poetry?"

"Let's make trouble......"

As soon as Zhu Gaoxu's first sentence was finished, the people present couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

Can this be considered poetry? The limerick is not so oily.

Originally, I thought that this kid could chant some wonderful sentences after thinking about it for so long, but as a result, all the characters collapsed with this opening. Originally, everyone still had a little expectation, but this first sentence broke all the expectations of everyone.

"Boy, you still don't read the second sentence, just from the first sentence, you will lose." An old man said to Zhu Gaoxu "earnestly".

"Childe, are you talking about snow? Or is it a dead leaf? Ha ha. ”

Just the first sentence, the harvest is not applause, only ridicule and disdain.

Rao is Zhu Gaoxu's big heart, and in the face of this side of the comments, his face is also a little feverish. He looked at Zhou Xing with some reproach.

Zhou Xing looked like an old god, noticed Zhu Gaoxu's gaze, and simply turned his head to look at the painting boat on the river.

Or don't read the next three sentences? Zhu Gaoxu said to himself with a voice in his heart.

The first sentence has gained countless contempt, and the next few sentences, I don't know how everyone laughs at it.

You know, the next two sentences are in the same tone as the first sentence.

Even if Zhu Gaoxu is thick-skinned, he can't bear everyone's contempt.

However, there is another voice in my heart that says, "It's already started anyway, so why not continue?" It's all here anyway......"

For all Chinese, there is a four-character curse that can never be bypassed. As long as someone says these four words to you, you can buy a ticket to the most cheating attractions, climb the most difficult mountains, and eat the most unpalatable restaurant meals...... These four words are - come and come.

Since you have come here, let's finish reading, despise it, and despise it, and despise it and won't lose a piece of meat.

"Five, six, seven, eight." This is the second sentence, Zhu Gaoxu said it through gritted teeth. He had no confidence at all now.

This week's star is simply cheating on me, hmph, I have to make him look good when I go back! Unless he can tell me the rest of the Journey to the West story at one time, he can be spared.

Not surprisingly, this second sentence drew ridicule again, louder and more brazen than before. Everyone has decided that this kid is here to be funny.

Where is there anyone who writes poetry like this?

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, ninety, your two sentences are not as good as my two sentences. Haha......"

"If you have the ability, you will have nine pieces, ten pieces, and eleven pieces in the next sentence, then I will obey you."

Zhu Gaoxu felt that his face was feverish, and he didn't even have the mood to brew feelings, so he quickly read out the third sentence: "Nine pieces, ten pieces, eleven pieces." ”

That person found that he had actually guessed Zhu Gaoxu's third sentence, and he was immediately very proud and said loudly; "Haha, I'll just say, his third sentence must be this."

The other laughed and said, "Then what do you say his fourth sentence is?" Is it twelve, three, four, five, six? ”

"Ridiculous, ridiculous."

"This son is just here to make trouble, don't pay attention to him." Zhang Cheng thought that out of nowhere did Cheng bite gold, but after Zhu Gaoxu finished reading the three sentences, he felt that he was not a threat at all.

On the other hand, Fang Xiaoru showed a thoughtful expression on his face.

"He's definitely not here to make trouble, just look at the serious look on his face. But why did he make such a poem? Obviously, judging from these three sentences, there is no skill at all, and it is too straightforward. If he wants to win, he puts all the burden on the fourth sentence. If this fourth sentence does not achieve the finishing touch, he will definitely lose. ”

Fang Xiaoru had never seen Zhu Gaoxu. In the fifteenth year of Hongwu, he was summoned by Zhu Yuanzhang because of the recommendation of Wu Shen and Jieshu. Later, he was jointly arrested by the enemy and arrested in Beijing, and Zhu Yuanzhang saw his name on the case file and released him. Now that Hongwu has been twenty-five years, he has just been recruited into the capital by Zhu Yuanzhang, and he has not been appointed yet.

And Zhu Gaoxu was born in Beiping, and the two have never met.

Everyone was laughing at Zhu Gaoxu's first three sentences, while Fang Xiaoru was looking forward to Zhu Gaoxu's fourth sentence.

After three sentences in a row, Zhu Gaoxu was laughed at by everyone. If you change to a thin-skinned person and a person who has no confidence, it is estimated that you will not be able to pronounce the fourth sentence directly.

But Zhu Gaochu is Zhu Gaochu after all, although his confidence and confidence have all been hit to the bottom, he still retains a little bit of cheekiness.

"And the fourth sentence, boy, come to your fourth sentence."

"Don't ask, it's the same for another forty sentences."

In the middle of the painting boat, Miss Tang sat on the soft floor, leisurely drinking tea, with a faint smile on her face.

By her side, Mei Lan Zhuju and the four of them held pens and wrote down all the poems written by those people outside.

"How many are there?" Miss Tang asked.

"So far, there are already three." Chen Mei said.

"Miss, this Zhang Gongzi is the fastest. This Fang Xiaoru's intention is the best, but this Chen Yi's poem is the most upright. Each has its own strengths. Chen Lan analyzed.

Miss Tang glanced at it, but was unmoved, and said, "Is there anything else?" ”

Chen Zhu hesitated for a moment and said, "There is another song, but that son only read three sentences." ”

"Which three sentences?" Miss Tang asked with some curiosity.

Chen Zhu wanted to speak and stopped, and finally mustered up the courage to say: "His three sentences are: one piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces. Nine slices, ten slices, eleven slices. ”

After hearing these three sentences, not only Miss Tang, but also several other maids also showed surprised expressions on their faces. After all, these three sentences are really a bit nonsense, and compared with several other poems, they are really a bit out of the flow.

"Don't wait, I think this Fang Xiaoru's poem is good, what do you think?" Chen Ju said. The half-finished products of these three sentences are really hopeless.

Chen Zhu echoed: "I also think so, but this poem by Cheng Zhang Gongzi is the fastest." ”

It was at this time that everyone heard a poem.

"Flying into the plum blossoms, you can't see it."