Looking at Yuan Jiang with a sad face, Yuan Xi said fakely: "Oh, my brother originally wanted to give you a simple one, but I didn't expect to overestimate you, can't you even make a poem with this painting fan?" ”

Yuan Jiang was still silent on the surface, but he was actually telling the fans in the live broadcast room the topic with his mind, so that they could produce the poems they needed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing Yuan Jiang stunned in place, silent, the ridicule on Yuan Xi's face became stronger and stronger, "Brother Jiang, I don't think there is any need for this gamble to continue, you surrender directly, otherwise our uncle's face will be lost by you." ”

While speaking, Yuan Xi also looked at Yuan Shu proudly, the latter was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but because of his face, it was not easy to attack, so he could only let him mess around.

Tao Qiuhong shook his head, the corners of his mouth were a little bitter, "Hey, I didn't expect this Xi Gongzi to come up with such a topic, it's really despicable and shameless." ”

Zheng Tai, who was on the side, heard the words and echoed: "Yes, the face that we Huainan people have hard-won is going to be swept away again." ”

His younger brother Zheng Hun disagreed, "That's not necessarily, you look at the corners of Jiang Gongzi's mouth, but there is a smile." ”

The two looked at each other, and they really saw a smile on the corner of Yuan Jiang's mouth, the two glanced at each other, and shouted happily: "There is a door!" ”

Yuan Xi asked impatiently, "Brother Jiang, aren't you going to give up?" ”

Yuan Jiang, who was helped by fans, shook his head, "I haven't taken five steps yet, how can I give up easily?" ”

As he spoke, he pretended to take five steps, muttering as he went.

[Fuzhong Laughing and Painting Fan]

Painting a fan, painting a fan, beauty disease to cover the face.

Yuyan has been haggard for three years, who will discuss the orchestra again.

String orchestra, string orchestra, spring grass Zhaoyang Road broken. ”

Tao Qiuhong and others were still depressed, but when they heard the poem written by Yuan Jiang, their eyes lit up, and they felt even more wonderful when they reminisced about it in their minds.

"Good poems and good poems are not only different in style, but also penetrating into the inside, when they are a big white."

"It's wonderful, Jiang Gongzi is really a genius in the sky, admire, admire."

"The battle is neat, the rhyme is even, and the poems are good."

Seeing that all the guests were praising Yuan Jiang's poem, Yuan Xi's face was gloomy, and he couldn't help shouting: "It's not good, it's not good, this poem is so short, it has a Rausch charm?" ”

Yuan Jiang retorted: "Although the finch is small, it has all five organs. Second brother, what you said is strong, but you will laugh and be generous. ”

When the fans in the live broadcast room heard this, they couldn't help but quip-

"Haha, I actually said that Brother Jiang was short, it's really a death."

"Brother Jiang is a well-known Ice Spirit Silver Needle, but you can't say it in public."

"What's wrong with being short, Brother Jiang is also fast, just like that sewing machine, a real man in three seconds."

"Upstairs sister, you're exposed."

Tao Qiuhong and other Huainan scholars also spoke out in support of Yuan Jiang, so Yuan Xi could only admit that Yuan Jiang had won this game.

His gloomy gaze fell on Yuan Jiang, swept it, and moved it into the air, and suddenly a gust of wind came out, and he had inspiration again, "Brother Jiang, this second thing that needs to be sung about is this wind that blows around." ”

"Wind? Didn't you deliberately trick people? ”

"How can this colorless and tasteless compose poetry?"

"Even a small gamble has to be tricked, this Yuan Xi is really despicable and shameless."

As soon as they heard that the second thing to be written as a poem was actually an ethereal "wind", all the guests present looked at Yuan Xi angrily, if it weren't for the latter's identity, I am afraid that many people would have scolded.

Xu You stood up and said nonchalantly: "What's this, since you have gambled, then you have to follow the rules, although my son-in-law's question is a little tricky, but it is also reasonable, Jiang Gongzi, don't you say?" ”

Yuan Jiang smiled, "Yes, it's very reasonable." ”

Xu Yu stretched out his hand and said playfully, "Then please compose a poem." ”

Yuan Jiang hurriedly used his mind to explain the topic to the fans in the live broadcast room, and after waiting for a few minutes, he got feedback, and he pretended to take five steps and groaned.

"[Wind]

Untie the three autumn leaves,

I can bloom a February flower.

Thousands of feet of waves across the river,

Into the bamboo ten thousand poles oblique.

How? ”

Yuan Jiang raised his eyebrows proudly, and an exclamation immediately sounded beside him.

"Jiang Gongzi is talented, we can't reach it. Even such a difficult topic can make such a good product, it is really worthy of being a talent in Huainan, oh no, it is a talent in the Central Plains. ”

Listening to the guests praising Yuan Jiang again, Yuan Xi's chest rose and fell violently, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only point to Yuan Jiang's nose and grit his teeth and say, "Very good, you are very good." Hopefully, you'll have the best of luck in this last game. ”

Yuan Jiang arched his hand and smiled: "Then it depends on how the second brother gives me the question, and please be merciful to your subordinates." ”

"I will, don't worry!"

Yuan Xi said this with his tongue squeezing his teeth, and he knew from his resentful eyes that in this last game, he would definitely have a big problem for Yuan Jiang.

Sure enough, I saw him walk up to a maid, look him up and down, and then said to Yuan Jiang: "This last poem, Brother Jiang, let's take this maid as the title." Don't say that the second brother doesn't give you a chance, this poem is easy to write. ”

"Easy for your sister!" Yuan Jiang has a black line, and he can't wait to chop Yuan Xi and feed it to the dogs. Fans in the live broadcast room also have the same feeling--

"This title is simply mad -- Presenter: Intersection of Fate.

"How does a handmaid compose poetry? She's not a celebrity -- Presenter: Round Barrel. ”

"Please help me greet his eighteenth generation female ancestor--Speaker: Divine Officer Li."

Not only did the fans in the live broadcast room think so, but the guests here are all greeting Yuan Xi's female relatives with lofty ideals. And those who bet on Yuan Xi were happy, and they could already imagine the picture of counting money and cramping their hands later.

Tao Qiu said loudly: "Young Master Xi, your topic is unreasonable, you should change it again." ”

Yuan Xi sneered, "What kind of thing are you, and you dare to question this son?" To tell you the truth, don't say that Ben Gongzi doesn't look down on you, even my three-year-old child in Jizhou is ashamed to be with you, what qualifications do you have to say irresponsible things to Ben Gongzi here? ”

Tao Qiuhong competed with each other, "I respect you for 'Prince Xi' not because of how capable you are, but because I respect you for the fourth and third princes of the Yuan family, which is a famous family in the Central Plains." I didn't expect you to be so ignorant, you are also from a famous family, look at Jiang Gongzi, how much better than you. ”

He Yan also followed and ridiculed Yuan Xi, "Brother Tao, you don't know, his father Yuan Shao was born to the concubine of the Yuan family, he is a sinister species, and his demeanor without a famous family is not very normal, if you compare him with Jiang Gongzi, doesn't it make Jiang Gongzi's face dull?" ”

Yuan Jiang smiled faintly and thought, [These scholars are not good at stubble, they are amazing. 】