Chapter 90 is a good poem

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The dancing girl put down the teapot again. The flexible jade toe lightly touched the teacup, and the teacup flipped in the air with the tea, and landed smoothly on the back of her jade foot. The delicate body leans back, forming a wonderful curvaceous arc. And the slender legs happened to be lifted in front of Zhao Zhe, and the delicate jade feet like clotted fat were holding the teacup without spilling it at all. I saw her sighing and panting: "This is called the Golden Lotus Invitation to the Moon, please taste it." ”

"Good, good. Ben Gongzi likes this tune. Zhao Zhe stroked his palms and laughed, held her jade foot, and admired it carefully.

He won't really drink it, will he? He won't really drink it, will he? Although Wei Zhenzhen understands from some books, men like three-inch golden lotus. But if she was asked to see this guy next to her to drink that cup of tea, she was afraid that she would not be able to accept it in her heart. secretly made up her mind, if he really dared to drink, then, then she would definitely leave the scene. From then on, I continued to stay at home obediently, continued to read, and played the piano, and there would never be any unrealistic fantasies in my heart.

Zhao Zhe, who had been paying attention to Wei Zhenzhen's face for a long time, knew that she was about to reach her bottom line, and she couldn't tease anymore. Suo surnamed turned the women's football team a little, put it in front of her, and said politely: "Brother Wei Xian, it is really a blessing for a foolish brother to meet a virtuous brother today." I would like to toast you with a cup of tea and express your heart. Tsk, brother Xian, please see, this jade foot is really as condensed as jade, not bad, good and good, what a superb golden lotus. ”

The best golden lotus? Wei Zhenzhen wanted to take off his socks in the depths and let him see what the real best golden lotus was. As soon as this thought came to mind, Wei Zhenzhen's heart was stunned, when did her face become so thick-skinned? Could it be that he was infected by this Brother Zhao? You know, usually she rarely talks at home, especially with men, and she is only willing to talk to her father for a few words at most.

Of course, even if she was forced with a sword, it would be impossible to drink a cup of tea placed on the jade feet of another woman. Besides, God knows what glamorous scenes will come out next. But Brother Zhao didn't know that he was a daughter, so he showed good intentions, and he didn't want to be too rude. I had to blush and smile awkwardly: "This, Brother Zhao." The younger brother suddenly felt a little chest tightness and discomfort, and he didn't want to drink tea. ”

"Don't want tea? All right. Zhao Zhe didn't care, waved his hand to let the dancing girl put away her jade feet, shook the fan lightly and said, "Such a beautiful day, it's better to chant poetry." It is just enough to express the spirit in the chest and relieve the tightness in the chest. ”

Bard? Wei Zhenzhen only felt moved and wanted to cry, he finally mentioned the poetry. It seems that in those novels, Miss Qianjin admires the amazing talents of down-and-out scholars, so she secretly agrees. Now that this Brother Zhao has done something to herself, such intimate contact with a different surname is something she has never had in her life. Wei Zhenzhen subconsciously always hoped that he was the image in her mind. Then his face looked much better, but he was a little surprised and said, "Brother Zhao can even recite poetry?" "It's better to chant poetry than to watch the glamorous dance and drink the glamorous tea. Moreover, poetry and poetry can best reflect a person's talent and mind.

"Brother Xian, you underestimate the foolish brother too much, right? Foolish brother is a serious reader. Zhao Zhe shook the folding fan, but he was a little reluctant to give up on the dancer who retreated, and he looked sorry.

Read, read people? When he said these three words, Wei Zhenzhen blushed a little for the world's scholars. No matter how you look at it from head to toe, you can't see that he has the slightest taste of a reader. It's kind of like a prodigal kid.

Seeing her expression of disbelief, Zhao Zhe glared and said, "Brother Xian, don't you believe it?" The foolish brother went to Beijing to take the exam. ”

"Uh, Brother Zhao, this year's Spring Festival has been postponed to next year because of the war." Wei Zhenzhen coughed twice and kindly reminded.

"I'm here to take next year's exams." Zhao Zhe didn't blink his eyes. Hurriedly changed the topic and said: "It's still early for the exam, if you don't have wine today, you will get drunk today, and wait for the foolish brother to throw bricks and lead the jade first." ”

In this way, Wei Zhenzhen is quite looking forward to it. After all, that's what is written in the novel, and the daughter who went out to play happened to meet a scholar who was rushing to take the exam. Although this scholar, uh, is not quite the same as I imagined, it is a little more special. But at least, he's still a scholar.

"Moonlight in front of the bed." Zhao Zhe pointed to the bright moonlight shining in front of the couch through the window, and sang in a deep voice.

Wei Zhenzhen was slightly stunned, she naturally read this widely praised Tang poem, and now people generally read it, but most of them were read when they were in Mongolia. That's it, white is white, it's also poetry, maybe Brother Zhao is homesick. Extenuating circumstances, extenuating circumstances. In her heart, she didn't know what was going on and why, but she began to excuse him.

"Two pairs of shoes on the floor." Zhao Zhe pointed to the two of them and took off the two pairs of shoes.

Wei Zhenzhen was stunned, but he saw that he was very rippling, and he put his arm around her shoulders and continued to chant with great interest: "You and I are two brothers, play jade feet together." ”

The room was full of astonishment, and even the tea girls and the dancers who retreated under the table couldn't help but be shocked on the spot. They mingle in the party, what a talent, and they have seen a lot of readers. It is not uncommon to hear people chanting poems and reciting lyrics and improvising performances. But such a high level of poetry is unheard of.

Wei Zhenzhen looked at Zhao Zhe in disbelief with a pair of bright eyes. Read, read people. Rushing to Beijing to take the exam? Groan, chant. Originally, this is called poetry......

"Good poetry, Childe is really a good poem." Shen Jiabao's face was full of excitement, and he couldn't help but tears flowed down: "My little brother's life has not been in vain. Today, I can hear this poem of Gongzi, and I have no regrets in life and death. ”

The rest of the guards also hurriedly followed with tears and said: "Childe, you chanted such an ancient and wonderful poem, and we are really fortunate to follow Childe." ”

"Quickly transcribe it." Shen Jiabao was busy asking someone to take a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and asked someone to copy down the poem. Holding the rice paper again, he knelt down on one knee tremblingly in front of Zhao Zhe: "Childe, please give this ancient poem to the villain." ”

"I've rewarded you." Zhao Zhe waved his hand.

"Xie Gongzi's reward." Shen Jiabao stood up as if he had received a treasure, happily took a stack of silver tickets, and handed one to everyone present: "Brother is happy today, reward, everyone has a reward." ”

The women who got the benefits of Shen Jiabao began to flatter Zhao Zhe's poems one by one.

"Brother Xian, how about this poem Brother Fool?" Zhao Zhe grabbed her shoulder again and asked triumphantly.

"Okay, good, Brother Zhao really has a good hand in poetry." Wei Zhenzhen couldn't hold back the feeling of fainting, her face was a little pale, her expression was a little sluggish, and she praised it with a clear conscience. You and I are two brothers, playing jade feet together. Good poetry, really good poetry. Wei Zhenzhen only felt that the dream in her heart was broken by this superb Brother Zhao.

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