Sure enough, as imagined, the so-called flower viewing party is like this, and the talented man naturally has to show his talent, or write a poem, or recite two articles, naturally, it is more pleasing to the eye to be able to chant in front of the beauty. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Jie and the boy in brocade had just walked into the garden, but they heard a young man's voice from the yard! Seeing that the man said something interesting, Zhang Jie couldn't help but stop, and then listened intently.

"The story takes place at the home of the king of the capital. On the second day of the first month of that year, Wang Yuanwai's three daughters returned to the province with their sons-in-law.

Wang Yuanwai stroked the three wisps of Changran, and said slowly: "The son-in-law Mo Dao is stingy, and now only one table of thin wine is prepared, and the three people drink enough, and one person drinks more than enough, so please forgive the sons-in-law." In order to increase the interest of the year, the old man intends to write poems on the spot, and the superior drinks. The second one went home, what do you think?! "Everyone said yes.

Therefore, Wang Yuanwai said: "In today's proposition, the poem should contain two things that are similar in the basis, and one word is separated by two identical words, and these two things should be closely related to these two words." Be reasonable, be meticulous, and it is better for the old man to laugh. Husbands and wives can sit down and drink together. ”

Obviously, the person who spoke also had some weight, and the people around him were also very cooperative and listening, and at the same time, I heard someone say: "Liu Gongzi, what is the follow-up of this story, tell it quickly!" ”

The person who spoke before coughed lightly, moistened his throat, and then continued: "The eldest son-in-law is the first talent, so he arched his hand and said: "Mount Tai is above, and the younger son-in-law should dare to write a poem!" The two things are similar to tin and lead, and the word waist cuts two mountains, and the tin can be produced on the east mountain, and the lead will be produced on the west slope. The old man seemed to be smiling outside, but did not express his position, and the eldest son-in-law fell down. ”

"The second son-in-law is Mr. Private School. said: 'The father-in-law is on top, and the son-in-law tries to give a song. The two things are similar to frost and snow, and the word is split vertically for two months. The leaves of the winter moon are accompanied by frost, and the wind and snow are blowing in the wax moon! The old man nodded, a little overjoyed. But there was no statement. ”

The third son-in-law was a fisherman, and he was unwilling, so he looked at the staff and then at the banquet.

I mustered up the courage to bow down. He pointed to his two wives and brothers-in-law with his hand, and said: The two things are similar to you and him, and the cursive characters are separated from the two poles. ”

After the man finished speaking, bursts of laughter suddenly rang out in the courtyard.

At this moment, Zhang Jie also laughed lightly, the people in the courtyard were also interesting people, and they were also funny when they spoke.

When Zhang Jie entered the courtyard, he saw that there were about a dozen people in the courtyard, seven or eight sons, five or six young ladies, naturally, those who could gather here were all sons and young ladies from famous families, and they were not strangers to each other, and when Zhang Jie came in, he obviously belonged to the ranks of strangers.

The son of the main Bo family is naturally very strong, and he is obviously very authoritative here, and he took the initiative to help Zhang Jie introduce a few sons, but when Zhang Jie was mentioned, the other party only brought Zhang Gongzi over.

At this time, Zhang Jie knew that except for the youngest son around the main Bo family, everyone else here didn't know their identity at all. It's better to do that way, because these people are becoming more restrained.

Since it is a flower viewing party, it must be a poem, the previous son grabbed a handful of falling petals from the ground, and then counted them very appropriately, while shaking his head and said:

"One by one, one by one, two by three, by four, five.

Six, seven, eight, or nine, flying into the reeds and not seeing! ”

Seeing that the son's poem actually won the house, Zhang Jie couldn't help but chuckle, but obviously, the poet thought that Zhang Jie was really making fun of him, so he immediately said: "I think this Zhang Gongzi is extraordinary, since this is the case, please ask Zhang Gongzi to bow his head!" ”

Before waiting for the son of the Bo family to save the scene, Zhang Jie shook his head slightly, and then after a moment of silence, he also lowered his head and picked up a few petals.

After the surrounding Miss Gongzi saw Zhang Jie's pretending appearance, they couldn't help but chuckle aloud, as if no one thought that Zhang Jie would be able to make any articles.

However, Zhang Jie naturally disappointed them, and after thinking for a while, Zhang Jie changed his mouth and said:

"The white-headed boat returned to the old state, and he wanted to pour a thousand cylinders in the spring. The red clouds are sandwiched between the road and the rose barrier, and the green feathers are layered with lily buildings. The branches of the warbler are often exhausted, and the butterflies are lost and the bottom is not a pair. Idlers are drunk and ordinary things, and the middle saint is sentenced to lie in the north window. ”

After a poem was finished, I saw that the people in the courtyard were dumbfounded, even if a few sons wanted to find some faults, but when this poem came out, they suddenly found that even if they were picky people, I am afraid they couldn't find anything wrong!

As for the young ladies, their eyes lit up one by one, and even one of the bold girls clapped their hands and said, "Childe is so literary and talented, how about another song!" ”

It is rare to participate in such a party, and after this time, it is estimated that I don't know if there will be a chance to participate in such a party in the future, so I want to let go today, since I don't want to worry about such and such a thing, then I simply let go of my hands and feet, and then, in the expectation of the people in the courtyard, Zhang Jie continued:

"Today's spring is better than yesterday's spring, and North Ruan Fan has become poor in South Ruan. By asking the shepherd boy if he should have wine, try the plum and give birth to benevolence. Six such as sending Qiantang concubines, eight buckets to meet the god of Luoshui. How many good flowers are empty, and I have never met a flower admirer. “

When a poem was finished, the people in the courtyard looked fascinated, and the bold woman before whispered: "How many good flowers are empty, and I have never met a flower admirer." Childe is really talented, and in just a few words, he told the loneliness of this flower! ”

When he saw the woman's sudden shyness, Zhang Jie couldn't help but smile slightly wryly, sure enough, the young girls in this boudoir were all lonely, and they could be fascinated by a random poem.

Seeing that the sons in the courtyard were all unhappy, as if they had robbed their mother-in-law, and the expressions of several young ladies became brighter and brighter, and even sneaked a few glances at him from time to time, Zhang Jiebian had to smile bitterly.

Knowing that he couldn't stay any longer, otherwise he wouldn't know what trouble it would cause later, and after a few words of greeting with a few sons, Zhang Jie left in the middle of the little son of the main Bo family.

Walking in the small courtyard, but didn't want to, a girl's cry suddenly came from behind him, Zhang Jie turned around, but saw that the little girl who was the most daring before was chasing after him quickly, and then Yaoyao asked herself:

"Childe, Childe, I don't know your name yet, can I see you again in the future?" (To be continued.) )