Xu Yuanzhi knew that he lost today, and he lost very badly, but he still wanted to get back at least one game, no one in this world will be an all-rounder, he knows everything, if he can show his expertise in the next game, win once, and he can look up in the future, if he loses again, hehe, anyway, his face is lost, can it be worse?

Qin Shanchang frowned, he also thought of the key to the matter, it doesn't hurt for Xu Yuanzhi to lose another game, today is already a complete loss anyway, but Zhao Wuregret is different, if the myth just created is defeated, it will have a great impact on his reputation.

"Xu Gongzi, Zhao Gongzi has already won two games in a row before, according to the regulations, he has already won today's poetry meeting, so there is no need to come to the next game," Qin Shanchang said lightly.

"Please ask the mountain chief to ask the question," Xu Yuanzhi said insistedly with a bow of his fists.

Looking at the previous crazy 'mad life' clasped his fists and saluted, many scholars who had been angry with him at the scene suddenly mocked coldly, Qin Shanchang and the others watched coldly, although they were unhappy with the madness, but they didn't bother to do this kind of thing.

Xu Yuanzhi clenched his fists and never put them down, his bent body was shaking constantly, and he looked extremely embarrassed in the ridicule around him.

Zhao Wuregret sighed, he took a step forward, and also clenched his fists and said, "Please ask the mountain chief to ask the question." ”

The surrounding people suddenly fell silent, and Qin Shanchang said lightly, "Zhao Gongzi, you have won today, why bother ...... again"

"Thank you for your care, there are so many talents here today, if there is one less poetry meeting, wouldn't it be a lot less good works?"

"That's good," Qin Shanchang glanced at Zhao Wuregret meaningfully, "Then I'll come up with another question." ”

Xu Yuanzhi raised his head and glanced at Zhao Wuregret, which contained this kind of gratitude, at least with his words, he would not be so embarrassed.

"My topic is--" Qin Shanchang glanced at Xu Yuan, "This topic is also related to Xu Gongzi, before Xu Gongzi said that I live in a grass house, which is shabby, so take it as the topic, there is no limit to specifications, poems and lyrics can be written, and it is limited to one hour." ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, Xu Yuanzhi's face was also blue and white, but Huang Fujun was displeased when he heard it, snorted lightly, threw his sleeves and walked into the pavilion.

Zhao Wuregret couldn't help but chuckle, this Qin Shanchang looked calm, but he still had a little black belly, but what was Huang Fujun's expression before? Qin Shan has lived in a grass hut for a long time, why does he look so angry?

After thinking for a while, all the scholars stepped forward to write a poem or a word, but nothing good was produced, and most of its content was off topic, and it was extended to other places.

This time the madman didn't step forward first, he waited for everyone else to write about it, and then he stepped forward to write a poem, of course, this time it was much more serious, and there was no more appearance of looking up to the sky.

If it was the previous madness, he would definitely write about how Qin Shanchang died by himself, didn't think about his business, sold a good house, and ran to live in a thatched house, but now Xu Yuanzhi is writing about the hard life of a thatched house.

Ouyang Wan also wrote a long poem, and Zhao Wuregret saw it on the side, she compared the grass house to a peach blossom spring or something, it didn't look like she was in the world, it was simply heaven.

Zhao Wuregret couldn't help but secretly say, if this little girl who doesn't know the suffering of the world is thrown into that grass hut to live for a few days, I wonder if she can still write such beautiful verses?

Ouyang Wan checked it again after writing, looking very proud, and seeing Zhao Wuregret standing aside to watch, she handed the brush in her hand to Zhao Wuregret, and gave up her position but didn't go away, obviously wanting to see him write on the spot.

Zhao Wuregret took the pen, pondered for a while, and wrote the three big characters of 'Burrow Ming' on the paper.

Seeing that Zhao Wuregret started, the rest of the people gathered around, wanting to watch it for the first time.

Zhao Wuregret went on to write, 'The mountain is not high, but the name of the immortal is there. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin. The moss marks are green, and the grass is green. There is a lot of talk and laughter, and there is no white ding. You can tune the piano and read the Golden Sutra. There is no silk and bamboo, and there is no case. Nanyang Zhuge Lu, West Shuzi Cloud Pavilion. Confucius: What's ugly? ’

Xu Yuanzhi on the side couldn't help but laugh miserably when he saw Zhao Wuregret finish writing the last word, and walked out of the crowd gloomily, but fortunately, everyone was in deep thought and didn't notice his departure.

All the poems were handed over to the three of Qin Shanchang, and they took out Zhao Wuregret's works for the first time, and suddenly there was a shout of applause, especially Qin Shanchang, which was specially written for himself, and it was a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages.

Zhao Wuregret walked out of the crowd, didn't see Wei Zihan and Lin Ruoyi, he couldn't help but feel strange, seeing Red Sleeves kneeling on the blanket and laughing with Lin Ruoxi, he stepped forward to ask, only to know that they were in the peach forest in front of him.

Anyway, it's okay, he walked in the direction that Red Sleeves pointed, and it didn't take long for him to hear Ouyang Wan's delicate voice, "Good sister, can you just give Zhao Gongzi to me." ”

Hearing this, he was immediately excited, Zhao Wuregret knew that his body and face were very good, and his 'talent' was so good, it was normal to attract girls to like him, but he didn't expect that even such a good girl as Ouyang Wan was captured by himself, that was the most favored young lady in the Ouyang family.

Didn't you say that girls in ancient times were very reserved? How could he be so proactive and bluntly ask Lin Ruoyi for it?

"I didn't count this, you have to talk to Zhao Gongzi," Lin Ruoyi said with a smile.

"Sister Lin can help me persuade me, and Sister Wei, as long as you give me Zhao Gongzi, I will, I will promise you a condition." Over there, Ouyang Wan promised.

"That's ......," Lin Ruoyi said hesitantly.

"The girl's good intentions are understood," Zhao Wuregret stepped forward and said, although he likes beautiful women, he doesn't want to be turned around.

"Ahh

Seeing Zhao Wuregret appearing, the three girls all screamed, looking a little embarrassed. 、

"Ah, Zhao Gongzi, you know everything?" Ouyang Wan asked first.

"Hmm,"

"Then Zhao Gongzi, what do you mean?" Ouyang Wan asked excitedly.

"The girl's good intentions are understood, but I already have someone I like," after speaking, he looked at Wei Zihan on the side and said, his eyes were tender, loving, and a little blame, Lin Ruoyi and Ouyang Wan bargained before, but she didn't speak.

"Does it matter?" Ouyang Wan asked puzzled.

His eyes shifted from Wei Zihan's blushing face to Ouyang Wan's puzzled expression, "Don't you mind?"

"Don't mind, why should I mind?" Ouyang Wan was even more puzzled.

"That, this," Zhao Wuregret didn't expect this little girl to be so generous, "If Zihan doesn't mind, I don't care, you sisters will get along well in the future, and you can't be jealous......"

"Wait, Zhao Gongzi, what do you mean by that? What does this have to do with Sister Wei?" Ouyang Wan's beautiful eyes showed a dangerous gaze, "And what do you mean by 'fighting for the wind and being jealous'?"

Wei Zihan and Lin Ruoyi also stared at him tightly, Wei Zihan didn't know why his heart was beating faster and he was so nervous, but Lin Ruoyi was suddenly in a bad mood.