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Mad! It's crazy! King Han, they were speechless again. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info was just a little guy who was Sven Wen, why did he suddenly become arrogant like this? Li Tai was happy, in his opinion, arrogance is the patent of capable people.

"Okay, then let Young Master Ben see what words you have learned!" Fang Yiai snorted.

Wang Haoran also no longer paid much attention to Fang Yiai, and said: "The white arboreal crow in the middle pavilion, the cold dew is silent and wet osmanthus."

Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know who is thinking about it in autumn? ”

This is Wang Jian's poem, and Wang Haoran only changed it a little to suit the occasion.

Wang Haoran finished chanting the poem, but the scene was silent. Although the level of poetry writing is not very high, poetry is not a problem. Is this really a poem that a ten-year-old could compose? Although I can't believe it, the poem is full of situations, and the most ingenious is the pun "Qiu Si", can't it also be understood as Fan Qiu Si? So how can this poem be someone else or something that was done before?

"Good poetry!" Li Taixian praised loudly, and he was also happy in his heart, and he had more feelings for Wang Haoran, talented enough, arrogant enough, and more similar to himself.

As soon as Li Tai shouted like this, everyone woke up from their surprise one after another, and the applause rose higher and higher. Only Fang Yiai had a black face and left quietly, the defeat was decided, why bother looking for bad luck here.

The applause slowly stopped, and Chai Lingwu said, "Haha...... Boy, you're a prodigy! What is your last name? Let's let you know. ”

"Chang'an Wang Haoran."

What the? Is he Wang Haoran? Isn't Wang Haoran painting?

"Oh? Could you be the Wang Haoran who shook Chang'an City with a painting? Chai Lingwu asked for everyone.

"Chai Gongzi praised it falsely, that painting was painted by the kid."

"What a versatile prodigy! I don't know who Qiu Siluo is? Ha ha...... Needless to say, Qiu Si fell into your Wang Haoran's house. After Chai Lingwu finished speaking, he motioned for Fan Qiusi to go and play a song for Wang Haoran.

When Fan Qiusi came to the pavilion, Wang Haoran saw clearly the legendary No. 1 courtesan in Chang'an City, a girl who was no more than twenty years old, although she was wearing a veil, just looking at the silhouette and beautiful eyes still made people feel ridiculously beautiful, even if Wang Haoran's aesthetics were different from those of the Tang Dynasty, they all felt that Fan Qiusi was a rare beauty, after all, the convex and posterior qiao is one of the consistent aesthetic standards in ancient and modern times.

Fan Qiusi poured Wang Haoran and himself a glass of wine, of course, wine is wine, but it is not quite the same as the wine of the 21st century. The Han King was still young and couldn't drink liquor, so he only brought wine.

"Wang Gongzi is so talented, the slave family admires it, and here I borrow wine to toast Wang Gongzi." Fan Qiusi said softly.

Everyone's hearts were numbed by Fan Qiusi's soft voice, and they still hoped that Fan Qiusi could take off the veil, but Fan Qiusi just covered his face with long sleeves and drank it all.

"Why don't Miss Fan take off the veil so that you can enjoy the girl's fragrance?" Zhao Jiese said in a daze.

"Today's good night and festival, it's okay to make an exception." Fan Qiusi was also refreshed, gently took off the veil in the hall, and then immediately put it back on.

Although it was a glimpse, everyone was fascinated. Wang Haoran was also stunned, not because of Fan Qiusi's beauty, but because this Fan Qiusi looked exactly the same as the goddess who dated Wang Ye. Wang Haoran suddenly had a lot of thoughts, what is the situation? Could it be that his own goddess has also crossed over? Isn't that right? If the person in front of her was her own goddess, then she should know the source of the poem she had just written, and she must have doubts about herself. Hadn't she read that poem? Thinking of this possibility, Wang Haoran decided to test this Fan Qiusi, so he chanted a poem: "Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building is east of Guitang; There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of wisdom in the heart. ”

Wang Ye had drawn a sketch of the goddess before and attached this poem. At that time, I gave it to the goddess on a date, and the goddess was very impressed with the painting. But when Wang Ye wanted to take advantage of the goddess's happy confession, he came to the Tang Dynasty inexplicably.

Most of the people who can come to Yaji are talented people who are keen on literature, and as soon as Wang Haoran's poem came out, everyone was stunned, this poem was much better than the autumn song just now, and it was not a grade at all. The talented people of the Tang Dynasty were keen to be a merry and talented man, and it was easy to be a talented man, they were originally there, and it was easy to be a merry man, and they didn't need to learn. But it is not so easy to be a recognized merry talent, but not many people can grasp this scale without losing the elegance of a literati, and if they don't grasp it well, they will feel that they are hypocritical or even hypocrites. However, Wang Haoran's poem is clearly about **** lovesickness, but he can say it so elegantly, how can he not study it well? As a result, everyone's eyes instantly turned from Fan Qiusi to this poem, and there was a lot of discussion outside the pavilion.

Fan Qiusi naturally has an understanding of poetry, and while immersed in the poems, he is also curious about how this ten-year-old child has such a deep feeling for **** things?

"Wang Gongzi is really talented, but it's the first time we meet, how can we have a heart-to-heart connection?" Fan Qiusi sneered, but saw a lonely look flashing in Wang Haoran's eyes, could it be that his words reminded this little boy of the past? What can a ten-year-old child have in the past that can infect him with his lonely eyes and make him feel a little lonely?

"Wang Gongzi's poetry attainments are so profound, the little woman can't reach it, if there is any rudeness and offense, I hope that Wang Gongzi Haihan!" Fan Qiusi thought that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly bowed down to confess.

"Miss Fan is too worried, boy, I just think of an old man." Wang Haoran didn't expect that he would feel lost for a moment because he was sure that the person in front of him was not the goddess he was back then, and he was captured by Fan Qiusi, "I heard that Miss Fan's singing and dancing is a must in the capital, and if I am fortunate to witness it today, then there is Miss Lao Fan." ”

"Wang Gongzi praised it falsely. Wang Gongzi won the competition before, and the slave family should have sang a song for the male bullet. But just now Wang Gongzi gave such a masterpiece to the slave family, just playing and singing, I am afraid that he will not be able to repay the love of the son's poem. The slave family is willing to sing and dance for the son, I don't know if it's okay? Fan Qiusi's wishful thinking was loud, Wang Haoran's heart will definitely be widely spread after tonight, if he adds some traces of himself to this matter at this time, it will be another good story of a talented and beautiful woman that people talk about.

Wang Haoran naturally guessed Fan Qiusi's purpose, and the courtesans of the Tang Dynasty were like stars in the 21st century, and hype was necessary. It's just that the hype method of the courtesans is a little bit gentle, mainly to cling to some literati talents and rely on them to promote themselves (of course, the Tang Dynasty also had the trick of "recognizing godfathers", which is another matter.) ）。 If they can leave some traces of themselves in some poetry masterpieces, it is not impossible for them to become popular overnight. Thinking of this, Wang Haoran also felt that it didn't matter, just hype, just hype, and insist that the poem is for you, then give it to you, but this is just because Fan Qiusi looks like Wang Haoran's former goddess.

"Of course! We can't ask for it! Before Wang Haoran could answer, Zhao Jie was happy to bloom first, and the onlookers outside the pavilion also cheered. Although it is rare to listen to Fan Qiusi playing and singing, you can occasionally hear it outside the Qinglou, but singing and dancing are different, just looking at Fan Qiusi costs a hundred taels of silver, let alone watching her dance, that is not something that ordinary rich people can enjoy. And Fan Qiusi sings and dances at the same time, this is not an ordinary treatment, I have never heard of the first courtesan in the capital singing and dancing to anyone before!

Fan Qiusi ignored others, looked at Wang Haoran and waited for him to reply.

"Miss Fan is so loving, the kid should wait and see, then there will be Miss Fan Lao!" Wang Haoran politely bowed his hand.

Fortunately, there were nobles such as the King of Han and the King of Wei in the pavilion, and the onlookers did not dare to enter the pavilion, so there was enough space in the pavilion for Fan Qiusi to dance. Fan Qiusi asked her maid to put the piano away, gave a few words, and danced to the sound of her maid's piano. Everyone watched and listened quietly with wide eyes, unwilling to miss a moment of excitement.