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A familiar voice sounded, and Li Gou took a look at it, Zhao Youfeng and Mazi Face They didn't know when they also jumped over.

At this time, the hydrangea is being thrown in the sky, saying that it is throwing, it is simply robbing, and the men who are anxious and anxious are now afraid that their heads are full of just thinking about hugging the beauty and kissing Fang Ze, and they are all going to the hydrangea with red eyes.

"If you have nothing to do, join in the fun." Li Gouyu opened his mouth and said with a smile, the little fat man who started the work on the side looked reserved like an old pedant at this time, which made Gouyu feel a nest in his heart.

Probably seeing Li Gouyu's embarrassment, Zhao Youfeng smiled and said: "Brother Gouyu doesn't have to be restrained, back then, Li Taibai also made the sentence 'Drunk in the arms of the tortoiseshell banquet, and Nai Jun He in the hibiscus tent', you and I are both scholars, why not come out to visit the Qinglou and be elegant?" ”

In fact, generally speaking, the Ming Dynasty is a relatively old-fashioned dynasty, not more open than the Tang and Song dynasties, and the official **** is not a big deal, the Ming Dynasty has strictly forbidden officials since Zhu Yuanzhang founded the country, so it gives the impression that the scholars of the Ming Dynasty always seem to be more pedantic.

Li Gou smiled and didn't pierce it, otherwise the little fat man could really stick his head into the mouse hole and never come out again!

The hydrangea is still flying in the air, and the men who grabbed it not to mention the blood flow on their heads always have a bloody smell, which reminds people of the sentence in Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing", Wuling is young and entangled, and a song of red silk is unknown......

After a long time, an arrogant voice sounded: "Haha, Lao Tzu grabbed it, grabbed it." ”

The voice was very close, Li Gou took a look, wasn't the man laughing with a pockmarked face? This person didn't speak just now, and it turned out that they were all going towards the hydrangea.

According to the rules, I have to make poems when I grab the hydrangea, poems about melancholy, there is obviously a lot of furniture in the pockmarked face family, but the talent is average, I can't help but look at Zhao Youfeng, the meaning is obvious, I want Zhao Gongzi to relieve him in order to hug the beauty.

"The clothes are thin and the autumn breeze is cool, and the fallen leaves dance beside me, I want to find the fragrance of melons and fruits, but I see chrysanthemums yellow."

The Ziyun girl on the stage looked at this side with a smile, but it always gave people a feeling of forced laughter, who saw the man, didn't I see pity? Therefore, the pockmarked face will Zhao Youfeng's little poem is also read sincerely, but it is quite a little sad.

"Well, Gongzi Dacai, this poem, neatly fought against it, is considered to be of the highest quality."

The Ziyun girl's frowning brows expanded slightly, and she still had a wry smile on her face.

"Hahaha...... Then I, Liang Jiangong, will be the one to do! ”

Mazi laughed loudly, his voice vibrated the universe, and he saw that he was going to succeed in this? Such a beautiful woman, tsk......

"This little boy Liang has now chanted a poem with his head wrapped around his head, and the battle is neat, who else will come up to challenge the big guy?"

The old bustard obviously didn't want to send the Ziyun girl out so quickly, so he said in a hurry.

If the first one catches the hydrangea, he will hold the Ziyun girl to cut the candles in the west window, and play with wool! I have worked hard to run the bureau for so long and still earn a lot of silver!

"Didn't any guest officer come up and take love with a knife? That Purple Cloud girl is going to follow ...... tonight."

"Haha, old bustard, don't make a fuss, Childe, I have money, today, we are going to talk to Miss Ziyun, haha......"

Mazi's face was arrogant, his teeth were exposed when he smiled, and he was obviously not light, there are not many people in Yanggu County who are richer than Lao Tzu, not to mention that the little poem he just recited is not simple, who can knock himself off the horse with these scoundrels around him?

On one side is the Ziyun girl who I see pity and sickness, and on the other side is the pockmarked face with a big mouth and a crazy face, which always makes people feel a little incongruous, like a strange Shu Huang - trivial little Lori makes people feel uncomfortable.

The purple-clothed girl in front of her almost didn't have the slightest smile on her face, not to mention the bitter gourd face, it was not too much, and she was not willing to come out to pick up guests.

At this time, a group of men either had stars in their eyes, or their eyes were on fire, but they were helpless, in terms of money, this Liang Gongzi was obviously a corner who was not short of money, in terms of talent, he also made good poems like just now, who could lift him off the horse?

The little fat man was anxious and distressed and pulled Li Gouyu's arm, obviously wanting Li Gouyu to get out of the horse, not wanting this sad girl to fall into the tiger's mouth, but Li Gouyu turned a blind eye, he didn't plan to have anything to do with the Ziyun girl, what did she do?

Everything seems to be a foregone conclusion, the pockmarked face is about to be successful, and all the spectators are gritting their teeth, why haven't any of the men in Yanggu County who can chant poetry come today?

Everyone's eyes were blazing, and the pockmarked face was arrogantly taking a figure-eight step, which was about to walk on the stage, today......

"Wait, I have something to say."

The audience was silent, and the voice of the cold appearance was so harsh, and everyone looked at it in unison.

Li Gouyu was far away, and he couldn't see this person's appearance clearly, but he always felt that this was obviously a deliberately lowered voice, which was a little familiar, where had he heard it?

"This Sister Ziyun has obviously encountered something sad, you are so arrogant, are you not afraid of scaring Sister Ziyun? Don't you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? ”

Saying that Liang Mazi's smile is really a little crazy, not to mention what Miss Ziyun thinks in her heart, that is, the dog is left with a chill in her heart, this person's words can be regarded as saying to everyone's hearts, the old bustard has his own calculations in his heart, and this can't help but help: "This little brother looks at the appearance, it should also be some ink in his stomach, why don't you take it out and show it in front of the big guy today?" ”

"Hmph, what kind of skill is it to just be able to play tricks? Lao Tzu made a sad poem! If you can't show some real skills, don't make trouble as soon as possible! ”

Mazi's face was angry, this person was clearly coming to dismantle the stage for himself, how could he feel comfortable?

"Who says I don't really have the skills?" This person was suddenly a little unconvinced, and blushed anxiously and said, "Look at me, I can knock you off the horse in a moment and a half!" ”

This person was in a hurry, and the tone of his voice changed a little, and the Ziyun girl glanced at the young man in front of her suspiciously, thoughtfully, could it be that this person was ......

"Well, I'd like to see how you can beat my poems!" Mazi's face was anxious and angry: "You say, you took out your own head-wrapping poem and said it!" ”

"I ...... You are less proud, I'm afraid that if I take it out, you will be ashamed! The boy said.

The young man said with a slight groan, and blurted out a seven-character poem.

Li Gouyu collapsed! It's even possible!

A few days ago, Li Dayong's daughter, Xiao Nizi named Li Lanxin, was pestering herself all day long to talk about the "Legend of the Condor Heroes", about when it came to the desert snow, Li Gouyu recited a poem by Qian Qianyi in the Qing Dynasty in the later generations, and it was the sentence recited in the mouth of the "son" in front of him: The snowflakes are like palms that are difficult to cover their eyes, and the wind is like a knife and constantly worried!