Chapter Seventy-Three: Meat Delivered to the Door

Qin Li accepted it like this, and it was not a hot head. He thought to himself that although he couldn't compose poems on the spot, he would also study for more than 20 years in later generations. Now is the time of the Ming Dynasty, aren't there still a few poets in the Qing Dynasty? Their poems can be used, anyway, these readers have never seen the poems of the Qing Dynasty. Didn't you just use Gong Zizhen's miscellaneous poems to bluff these sour talents?

Lin Yan'er looked at Qin Li with affection very unconfidently, and said, "Xianggong, you ......, let's go quickly, what is the good theory with these sour talents?" ”

"Huh! Yan'er doesn't know, readers have the fun of reading people, how to say that you are a husband I have also read books for more than ten years, and today I can write poems with a few talented brothers. Speaking of this poem, Xiang Gong is much more interested than going to Slender West Lake, and he is very interested! Qin Li smiled all over his face, was very confident, and said very arrogantly.

Lin Yan'er's pretty eyes turned, and she looked Qin Li up and down again, and said in her heart, have you read books for more than ten years? Xiang Gong is talking big again, Xiang Gong is only sixteen years old, hasn't he started reading since he was a few years old? If that's the case, why can't you even get the fame of a showman? But rely on the emperor to give a lifter?

But then I thought about it, Xianggong has always done what he said, and today I don't know how he can bluff these rotten people?

Thinking of it like this, Lin Yan'er smiled and said very cooperatively, "In this case, then Xianggong will use his brains a little and let them see Xianggong's talent, hum!" It also lets them know what it means to be a real person who doesn't show up and what it means to be a low-key person. Hum! ”

After speaking, he glared at Qian Fei a few times, and was disdainful and very contemptuous.

Qian Fei originally thought that Qin Li couldn't write poetry at all, and he would be embarrassed when he was ridiculed like this. Unexpectedly, Qin Li agreed solemnly, Qian Fei was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes the size of mung beans, and still said contemptuously, "Okay!" Since the little brother is willing to compose poetry, it is even better. Hehe! I am a Yangzhou Xiucai, how old is you, naturally this Xiucai can't be out of the question, if that's the case, wouldn't it make people laugh, saying that my money is fat to bully the small, and the strong to bully the weak? It's still a brother's question! ”

Qin Li's arrogance at this time had already come up, so he naturally refused to ask the question. The two argued for a while, and the thin young man on the side said, "Don't argue between the two, just let the little student come up with a topic, and the two of you will compose poems on the spot!" ”

"Good!" Qin Li and Qian Fei said almost in unison.

The young man immediately twisted his brows into a line, meditated, and finally shook his head and said, "I am a great Ming country, the people are safe, and the mountains and rivers are magnificent. ”

When Qin Li heard this, his little heart was almost jumping out of his excitement. Wow! That's a wow! Isn't this meat delivered to your door? There are countless poems and songs that praise rivers and mountains throughout the ages. Hehe! Qing Dynasty, naturally, there will be.

Thinking of this, Qin Li responded first, "I don't care, any kind of topic is fine!" I just don't know if this Brother Qian is willing to compose a poem with this title? ”

Qian Fei thinks very highly of himself and wants to save face. Qin Li said okay first, where did he have any reason to disagree? Without thinking about it, his neck was stalked, his thin face was raised, and he hurriedly opened his mouth and said, "Okay! With the theme of Daming mountains and rivers, you and I improvised poems, whoever gives them first will win! Hehe! If the little brother wins, Benxiu will never go out again from today! Hum! ”

In the end, Qian Fei leaned at Qin Li, and his contempt for Qin Li reached the extreme.

Qin Li smiled, noncommittal, and said, "Please Brother Qian think about it quickly, but don't let the younger brother take the lead!" The little brother has never been low-key, and once he thinks of it, he will say it immediately! ”

Although Qian Fei despised Qin Li very much, he was also in a hurry to think about it at this time, and he wanted to make a good poem as soon as possible.

Qin Li tried his best to search for the poems of the Qing Dynasty poets describing mountains and rivers in his memory, and his eyes lit up, and he smiled provocatively at Qian Fei, and said, "I wonder if Brother Qian has come up with it now?" ”

Obediently knock, fried green onions with leeks! How long has it been? It didn't even take time to fart, and Qin Li actually came up with it. Qian Fei almost didn't believe his ears, he looked at Qin Li with a suspicious expression.

It's not just Qian Fei, but Qian Fei's friends are also stunned, thinking that Qin Li is talking in his dreams! I thought to myself, who are you? The great genius Cao Zhi's seven-step poem has long been a good story for thousands of years. If you can really compose a poem in a moment, it will be a hundred times better than Cao Zhiniu! Hehe! There are really everyone these days, and there are many people who are ashamed to talk in the middle of the day, and they talk in their dreams!

When they thought about it like this, they couldn't help but cast a mocking and sneering glance at Qin Li.

Lin Yan'er was also puzzled and surprised. However, Lin Yan'er quickly got used to it, and there were too many unexpected things that Xiang Gong did. He said he came up with it, and it must have been figured out.

Qin Li ignored everyone's gaze and opened his mouth to say, "The junior brother just came up with ten poems, all of which are based on the theme of Jiangnan. Now I will listen to you one by one! ”

When everyone heard Qin Li say this, it was even more like they were listening to crazy words. The young man who had just come up with the question laughed and said, "Everyone, look, is this kid crazy, is he crazy by the next question?" I don't study well, and I'm not ashamed to say it, I've traveled so many places, and I've never seen such a cheeky person who talks crazy! made ten poems at once, even if Li Bai is alive, Du Fu is reborn, and the Wenqu stars in the sky can't go down to earth! ”

Qin Li grinned and said, "I'm not Li Bai, I'm not Du Fu, I'm not Wenqu Xing, I'm just a small person in Yangzhou, I made ten poems today, and they are all based on the theme of Jiangnan."

The first song: Jiangnan is good, Jianye old Chang'an. The purple cover suddenly approached the double crane crossing, and Cuihua competed for the six dragons to see. Majestic but cold.

The second song: Jiangnan is good, and the city is still sag. There is only a stone horse in front of the mausoleum, and there is a copper camel on the trace. Yushu sings in the middle of the night.

The third song: Jiangnan is good, who passes on the nostalgia. The swallow rocks are red and the moon is red, and the green poplar smoke is at the mouth of Wuyi Lane. The scenery recalls the past.

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Qin Li recited ten poems in one breath, and Qian Fei and the others who listened to it looked at each other and were surprised.

Lin Yan'er was overjoyed and happy.

After Qin Li finished reading, he looked at Qian Fei coldly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his face was disdainful, and he asked very arrogantly, "Brother Qian, the younger brother has made ten poems, I wonder if these ten poems can match the title?" ”

Qian Fat's embarrassed thin face was red and purple, speechless.

Qin Li was very proud in his heart, and said with a proud smile, "Brother Qian thought slowly, the younger brother will accompany his wife to Slender West Lake to play first, and you and I will have a shorter and longer comparison when we come back!" Brother Qian is a well-known talent in Yangzhou, I know that Brother Qian has always been low-key, presumably Brother Qian has already come up with more than a dozen poems, and he is reluctant to say it, and he wants not to show up in Yangzhou in the future, and study hard at home."

After that, he shook his head very chicly, smiled at Lin Yan'er, and said, "Let Yan'er wait for a long time, let's go, go to Slender West Lake!" I don't want to soak in the stacks of books all day long, so I'm still at ease and enjoying the mountains and rivers! ”