As a result, under the leadership of Lord Huang, various literati and scholars became active again, and many people stepped forward to try their skills, even Wang Xiucai was not exempt from vulgarity. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The most terrifying thing is that Zhu Yiming, the king of Xiang, actually stepped forward to write a poem, which is different from the general majestic atmosphere, and the prince's poems seem a little beautiful and refined.

Someone said: "The little son of the Liu family, why don't you do it again?" ”

Lord Huang bowed slightly, Wang Xiucai's eyes were full of hope, and even King Xiang and the little county lord set their eyes on him.

Liu Yuanshan threw down the yellow peach in his mouth and wiped his mouth, and secretly said Anyway, Lao Tzu has a super invincible plug-in who is afraid of your pee, and he was about to go up to cheat and write two songs, but who knew that Ye Yunhe suddenly stood up and said, "Slow!" ”

Liu Yuanshan turned around and smiled coldly. He didn't know why, but he could feel the hostility of this thing!

"I feel that this plum blossom has been chanted many times by you, and it is difficult to bring forth the new. Since Liu Xiaoxianggong is a prodigy, he should look like a prodigy, so let's do it, others sing Mei, but you can't sing Mei, you need to change something! ”

Ye Yunhe had doubts about Liu Yuanshan's ability to recite poems and even write novels after just two months of reading and literacy, and he believed that there must be fraud in this, and it was likely to be the result of cheating.

For example, today's poetry and literati meeting does not rule out the possibility that Liu Yuanshan prepared in advance, or even had others write the poems on his behalf and then read them out by himself. If that's the case, it's not surprising that he has made Yongxue before, and now he has Yongmei.

Many people have the same idea as Ye Yunhe, but no one has come out to verify it.

Liu Yuanshan smiled slightly and asked, "Could it be that this benevolent brother suspects me of cheating?" ”

"Yes, this boy just suspects you of cheating!" Ye Yunhe figured out the joint, thinking that he had grasped Liu Yuanshan's vital point, so he wanted to make a fool of him in public.

Liu Yuanshan's heart moved slightly, and secretly said You really guessed correctly, but unfortunately, so what?

"Why do you say change it, I just don't like to change!" Liu Yuanshan is not afraid of changing the theme, you can find a lot of anything in the book of gods, but why should Lao Tzu listen to you?

"Hehe, it's not for anything, if Liu Gongzi doesn't want to change, it's okay, but I can't help but guess whether Brother Wang colluded with you in advance and did something indiscriminate for civilization!"

Liu Yuanshan's face darkened, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

It doesn't matter if he cheats, anyway, he is in the right mood, but if he insults Wang Xiucai, then it won't work.

"Ahem!" Wang Xiucai shook his head and said, "Forget it, just follow Brother Ye's wishes, otherwise I will really be able to get rid of my notoriety." ”

Lord Huang's face is not good-looking, but he is old and serious, and he will not make any decisions until there is no result.

The little county lord's face was full of anger, and King Xiang said: "It's changed, today I will give Liu Jiasaburo a question, and it will be good to solve the doubts in Ye Gongzi's heart!" ”

He didn't support Ye Yunhe, but he didn't believe enough in Liu Yuanshan.

"I went to plum blossoms, and bamboo, Liu Sanlang wrote a poem with bamboo as the theme!" After Zhu Yiming finished speaking, he picked up the teacup and savored it carefully.

Lord Huang nodded and said, "It's okay!" ”

Liu Yuanshan nodded, scribbled in his hand, and wrote a sentence in the void that no one understood: "Qing Dynasty poems about bamboo!" ”

Then, the sacred book was like flowing water, and all the poems poured out of it were all about bamboo, and they were all written by the Qing Dynasty.

Well, let's leave it at that, and it's good to change it a little.

"Sit in the meditation room and watch Xiao Xiaozhu!"

Liu Yuanshan chanted softly, and then did not rush to pour out the following sentences, but turned his head and pretended to think slightly, but in fact he was watching everyone's reactions.

"This sentence is extremely mediocre!"

Ye Yunhe listened to the first sentence and came out with unthinking sarcasm.

Lord Huang nodded slightly in agreement, but said with three points in his mouth: "For a child, it's already very good, San Lang, you continue!" ”

Liu Yuanshan smiled slightly, and secretly said When I finish chanting, don't beat me.

"Suspected of civil suffering!"

"Cut!"

Before others could make any comments, Ye Yunhe below was the first to come out and sneer, saying: "You know what folk suffering is at a young age, this is just moaning without disease, moaning without disease!" ”

But no one chimed in.

Moaning without illness? More than half of the people who have just written poetry here are moaning without illness.

"Er Cao is not only poetry!"

Liu Yuanshan blurted out the third sentence, and Lord Huang and the two people below suddenly felt their bodies tremble, and suddenly there was a hot feeling on their faces.

Yes, they are all parents of the official side, although they can't say that they have all the opportunities, but the scholars, especially the victors of the imperial examination, are not only writing lyrics and poems, but also saying that they want to do their own internal affairs well, and when they are older, they want to help the world and make a life for the people.

"Every branch and leaf is also a matter of love!"

Liu Yuanshan's last sentence came out, and the sword pointed directly at the world's scholars, parents and officials.

The room was quiet, and you could hear the pins dropping.

Everyone's eyes were on Liu Yuanshan.

These four lines of poetry are so sharp that they can tear the faces of all the scholars in the world into pigs' heads, and can shatter more than half of the literati and elegant associations.

"Oh, I'm ashamed!"

Lord Huang took a deep breath and slowly recited:

The meditation room sits and looks at Xiao Xiaozhu,

It is suspected that the voice of the people is suffering.

Er Cao is not only poetic and literary,

Every branch and leaf is also a matter of affection.

"Hehe, the book I waited for was read in vain. Who would have thought that such a good word of exhortation to the world would come from the mouth of a child who had just been in school for two months? ”

"Old, old!" An old man shook his head: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, this son will definitely be extraordinary in the future!" ”

"The afterlife is terrifying!"

"The talent of the general!"

……

For a while, there were many praises!

"What a mediocre one!" Wang Xiucai got up lightly and glanced at Ye Yunhe, then looked at Liu Yuanshan and said, "I am very relieved for the teacher!" ”

Ye Yunhe's face was flushed, and he couldn't wait to drill down into a crack in the ground!

A twenty-year-old Xiucai suddenly stood up from his chair and said loudly: "San Lang, some time ago, my father asked someone to go to the house to say goodbye, but San Lang did not reply clearly, today I will ask again, if San Lang originally intended to marry my sister, he would like to marry half of the family property as a dowry!" ”

"Ah...... Who is this? ”

"Zhao Xiucai, you don't know?"

"This ......"

Liu Yuanshan looked at Zhao Xiucai without being shy, with a faint smile on his face, and said: "Thank you Zhao Gongzi for your love, this matter is not that the kid is unwilling, it's just that the kid has a standard for marrying a wife, which is easy to say, but extremely difficult to do!" ”

"Please!" Zhao Xiucai is famous and famous, and he actually gave up his hands to perform the same ceremony.

Liu Yuanshan opened his mouth and said: "I don't love little feet, and my wife will be heavenly!" ”

"This ......" Zhao Xiucai was stunned, don't want a woman with small feet, a woman with big feet? It really stumped him.

There was a rare smile on the majestic face of Zhu Yiming, the king of Xiang, and when he turned his head to look at his daughter, he found that this little girl was blushing with shame and her pink cheeks drooping!