"Sister Ning, what's wrong with you?" Qiaoqiao was startled, hurriedly hugged her, and pinched her hand and kneaded her gently.

Luo Ning let out a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, and said weakly: "Qiaoqiao, big brother - did he lose?" ”

Before Qiaoqiao shook his head, he heard someone outside coaxing: "If you can't do poetry, then you can quickly retreat, don't hinder others from competing." ”

Zhao Kangning and Wu Xue'an saw that Lin San was so timid in the first round, and there was a little contempt on their faces, only Hou Yuebai wondered in his heart, the Lin San he knew was not a person who admitted defeat so easily. Or rather, he never lost.

Lin Wanrong glanced at the coaxing people and said with a smile: "I can't sing poems containing plum characters, but it doesn't mean that I can't sing plum." ”

He drank the glass of wine in his hand, paced a few steps slowly, and said with a little drunkenness: "Thousands of mountains and thousands of mountains carry white heads, and the heaven-sent rouge gently wipes the cheeks." Yao asked Lan Zhuchun where he was, and the jade bone ice muscle was darkly fragrant. ”

"Okay-" This time, it was Luo Yuan, Qingshan, and Guo Wuchang who took the lead in shouting, and the hall was full of people who knew the goods, and they immediately applauded.

That Xuezheng smiled and nodded: "From far to near, make good use of metaphors, there is no snow and no plum in the whole sentence, but it is a praise plum in the snow." Sure enough, there are some doorways. This song should be the best for this talent. ”

Zhao Kangning and Wu Xue'an's faces were ugly, but they didn't expect that this first battle would give Lin San the first opportunity. The two of them no longer dared to have contempt, Zhao Kangning remembered the reputation of his couplet, and even secretly scolded himself for being stupid, how could he not be able to write poetry to the people who were in pairs? Only Hou Yuebai was used to Lin San's prominence, so there was no big surprise.

Luo Ning, who was hiding behind the curtain, patted her chest lightly, and said angrily: "Big brother, this person is scared to death, and I won't pay attention to him anymore——"

Qiaoqiao burst out laughing and said softly, "Ignore him? I'll go to see him as soon as I can, I don't know who it is? ”

Luo Ning said shyly: "He is your father-in-law, you naturally speak for him, why don't you laugh at others when you are in the cave room that day?" ”

The two women giggled. Qiaoqiao said: "Sister Ning, the eldest brother is most tired of this genre of poetry, it is not easy to make this poem today, and he deliberately took the first place in the first formation, this is all for you." Now you can rest assured that you don't have to faint again. ”

"Nasty." Luo Ning's cheeks blushed slightly, and she whispered: "Qiaoqiao, don't get me wrong, my eldest brother and I didn't, no, no-" She couldn't say it anymore in shame, and besides, it was nothing, even a fool didn't believe it.

Qiaoqiao smiled: "Sister Ning, if you have this thought, you should have told me earlier, and there will be many fewer twists and turns in the middle." It will also make you suffer less. Big brother, don't you know, but if you treat him well, he will treat you a hundred times better. ”

Luo Ning snorted lightly, didn't dare to speak, Qiaoqiao sighed slightly, but her heart was a little sour.

This first ten-in-six game is considered complete. Lin Wanrong took the first place in the rankings, and Zhao Kangning, Wu Xue'an, and Hou Yuebai entered the top six with the other two talents.

Everyone was naturally a little surprised to see that the most unfavored boy had become a dark horse, so they inquired about his name everywhere. When I heard that this person was Ding Linsan of the Xiao Mansion family who folded the king of the middle at the Luofu banquet, I was suddenly surprised, this Ding is really talented. With a small family, he was able to enter the top six of the Jinling Poetry Competition, how could he not be impressive.

The second round is six into four, the two talents next to Lin Wanrong, the first round was barely passed, after watching other people's performances, I was suddenly depressed, and I thought that I was better than the previous four.

When Lin Wanrong saw the faces of the two of them, he knew their thoughts, and said with a smile: "Two brothers, don't be depressed, this poem is originally a joke, if you are too careful, you will fall behind." ”

When the two saw that he was not drunk, and that he was so close to people, they really admired him in their hearts, so they hugged their fists and smiled at him, drank all the wine in front of them, and felt that their mood had also improved a little.

The master sang loudly: "In this second round, only four talented people can advance. Please ask the commander of Jiangsu to give Lord Cheng De! ”

The black-faced Cheng De stood up and said loudly: "I, Cheng someone, was born in the army, a rough person, and I am not very proficient in poetry. Today's question is difficult for me, I see that the wine and food on this ship are very rich, so I will take a wine word as the title. ”

All the talents know that this time they all commanded the adults to come up with a wine word question, but it is a vast space, let others play, whether the writing is good or not, it depends on the artistic conception.

This time, it was the little prince Zhao Kangning who took the lead in standing up and said: "Student Zhao Kangning, drink a song: don't sleep on wine, and fall flowers in Tsing Yi." Get drunk and look at the creek and moon, and the birds are still scarce. "Zhao Kangning's drinking poems have some taste, and they talk about the beautiful things of drinking in Huaxi at night, which is not bad.

Hou Yuebai also stood up and said: "The students also have a drinking poem: If you want to pick pear blossoms and make new wine, Qinhuai smoke and rain endlessly. Listening to the wind in front of the makeup mirror, half-covering his face is sad. This poem is a resentment, with a good artistic conception, which is a few points stronger than Zhao Kangning's.

Wu Xue'an smiled slightly, and chanted loudly: "The flying rain is blowing near dusk, the light clothes are dancing to make vulgar dust, the jade flute is blown off and the wine is shared, and the moon is hidden and the soul is shining." ”

Xuezheng and Luo Min nodded together, on the momentum, on the artistic conception, among the first three, this Wu Xue'an is the best.

Everyone's eyes fell directly on Lin Wanrong, this family has too much magic, no one knows what he will do. Lin Wanrong stood up and said with a smile: "Which little brother, bring me some paper-"

A small servant had already diligently sent paper and pencils, but Lin Wanrong threw the brush and inkstone to the side, took out a pencil brush and wrote a few words: "During the Qingming Festival, it rains and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls by asking the restaurant where there is a shepherd boy pointing to Xinghua Village."

When the little guy hung up the calligraphy and painting, everyone looked at it curiously, and some people read it softly.

Luo Ning opened the curtain, secretly looked at the text panel, frowned, thought for a long time, and suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I know, the eldest brother won again this time." ”

Qiaoqiao said suspiciously: "Big brother won?" I don't see it. ”

Luo Ning whispered a few words in its ear, and took a closer look, isn't it? At the moment, I was also overjoyed: "Big brother likes to make some strange things to whet people's appetites." ”

Lin Wanrong inspected for a week, her eyes fell on Wu Xue'an, and she said with a smile: "Wu Gongzi, you are a talented man in Beijing, can you do me a favor." Read this poem for a while. ”

Wu Xue'an said disdainfully: "What's so difficult about this." During the Qingming Festival, it rains, and people want to break their souls! I would like to ask the restaurant, where is the shepherd boy? Refers to Xinghua Village! Although your poems have some flavor, they are not as good as mine. ”

Lin Wanrong laughed and said: "Those who don't know how to taste poetry will feel that this poem is ordinary." ”

He took out a pencil, drew a pause in the middle of the poem, and smiled at Young Master Cousin, "Young Master Guo, please come." ”

Guo Wuchang saw Lin San's name at three o'clock, immediately stood up, and said triumphantly: "During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. By asking where the restaurant is, he deliberately pointed to Xinghua Village. ”

Everyone in the hall was stunned for a moment, and then burst into applause, it turned out that this poem turned out to be a broken poem. Different broken sentences have become two completely different poems, and what is even more absolute is that the two poems that are broken are extremely charming, not ordinary. In this way, he compared Wu Xue'an.

Wu Xue'an lost such a big ugly, her face turned red into pork liver, and after a while, she said: "Playing some small tricks, it's not my study." ”

Lin Wanrong laughed and said: "I want to fight a hundred poems, and I sleep in a restaurant in Jinling City." The Son of Heaven couldn't get on the boat, claiming to be a fairy in wine! Why is it so difficult for me to chant a hundred of these drinking poems? It's just that I don't bother to win you with those means. Only Lin Wanrong understands this, and no one else understands.

Everyone listened to him casually chanting all good sentences, how could they still be unconvinced. The young master had already slapped the table board with a loud bang, this Lin San. It's simply the blessing of the Xiao family. In this round of competition, Lin Wanrong deservedly won the first place again.

Luo Ning's face was flushed with excitement, and her eyebrows smiled like a flower. Qiaoqiao learned her tone and said, "My eldest brother and I really don't, no, nothing-"

"You bad girl, you make fun of me like this." Luo Ning patted Qiaoqiao lightly a few times, and the corners of her eyes were full of flattery.

Qiaoqiao sighed lightly: "Sister Ning, don't be mistaken, the eldest brother is my father-in-law, if you want to enter my house, you have to pass the little sister first." ”

Luo Ning blushed to her neck, and said softly: "Who wants to enter you-good sister, I forgot about the good things you and my eldest brother did in my boudoir, and you spared my sister, okay?" ”

Four into two in the third round is the top priority, through the performance of the first two rounds, Lin Wanrong overwhelmed everyone, and has already evolved from a dark horse to a favorite to win the championship. Entering this round, except for Lin Wanrong, there are three talents.

The master said: "The third round of fighting poems begins. This round, I would like to ask the Governor Lord, Lord Romin, to come up with the question. ”

Luo Min slowly stood up, patted his big belly and knew: "Today's poetry competition, all the heroes and talents are actually romantic, and they are really wonderful." As the governor of Jiangsu and the head of a province, it is naturally gratifying to see that so many talents have emerged in this competition. It coincided with the little girl Luo Ning's double ten, and she liked poetry, and she also wanted to take advantage of the east wind of this poetry competition to find a good family for her, so as to fulfill my wish for many years. ”

Everyone saw that Luo Min did not ask the question, but first mentioned the matter of the legendary Miss Luo's choice of son-in-law, and they were all excited, this is the biggest attraction of this poetry competition, and a legend of a talented and beautiful woman will be born. Although most of the talents can only watch the excitement, but can experience this event in person, how can it not be lucky?

Luo Min continued: "There are two criteria for the little girl to choose a son-in-law, one is to be extraordinary, and the other is to be able to see the little girl to her liking, and she has to go through the little girl's personal assessment before she can pass the test. As for the little girl's appearance, there is no need to say more, the parents and villagers of Jinling City can testify. ”

"Hey, Lord Luo, please hurry up and take the test, I'm a little hungry." Lin Wanrong interrupted Old Man Luo's spilling with a smile, causing everyone to laugh.

"Big brother has always been so bad-" Luo Ning looked at Lin Wanrong behind the curtain and blushed cheeks.

Luo Min said: "Okay, in this case, the old decay will not delay everyone's precious efforts, and this is the problem." This is a solitaire poem and palindromic poem, called Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter. Every word is chanted for a season. The old man read the first sentence. The warbler cries on the shore and the willows make the spring clear night and the moon is bright - please go on. ”

When all the talented people listened to this poem, they all changed color. It turns out that this sentence is not only a palindromic poem of Yinchun, but also contains a seven-character quatrain, which is read separately and then added to the palindrome, that is: "The warbler cries on the shore and the willows make the spring clear, and the willows make the spring clear and the night is bright; The bright moon night makes the willows in the clear spring, and the willows cry on the willow shore in the clear spring. ”

Lin Wanrong also secretly stuck out his tongue, this old man Luo, writing a poem, there are so many organs in it, damn, I obviously don't want people to answer. Lao Tzu won't let you get your wish.

followed by Luo Min's sentence, and the next sentence should be Yongxia. But this poem is really too difficult. Wu Xue'an and Zhao Kangning looked at each other, not daring to answer, this Luo Min really deserves to be the top talent.

The Governor glanced around and said with a smile: "Four sons, have you ever been able to pick them up?" Seeing that no one answered, he asked again, and the smile on his face was even stronger.

Qiaoqiao in the background said anxiously: "Lord Luo has such a difficult topic, don't you want to recruit a son-in-law for your sister?" ”

Luo Ning also stomped her foot fiercely and said, "Daddy, what are you doing?" Obviously, I don't want to recruit a son-in-law. He asked me to come stubbornly, and now that my eldest brother has finally entered the semi-finals, he has made such a question difficult for my eldest brother, I really hate people to death. ”

Qiaoqiao spit out her cute little tongue, and laughed secretly in her heart, this Lord Luo is not only difficult for the eldest brother, why don't you say it.

Luo Ning sighed lightly: "Qiaoqiao, in fact, this matter is not so simple. After my grandmother's birthday that day, the little prince of Naning actually asked someone to come directly to the door to propose his relatives——"

"Propose?" Qiaoqiao was shocked and said, "Then sister, did you agree?" ”

Luo Ning glanced at her with a wry smile and said, "Silly girl, if you agree, is there any such thing as a kiss?" ”

Qiaoqiao nodded and said, "I understand." It turned out that Lord Luo chose a son-in-law through this poetry competition to reject the little prince. ”

Luo Ning said lightly: "This choice of son-in-law is only one aspect, there are many things behind it, that is what my father thinks about, and it is not for us women to manage." After my father spread the news of the son-in-law, I was still in the dark, and according to my will, I would never want to do such a boring thing. But my father also had his considerations, and in the end he also agreed to me, and this choice of son-in-law must be the person I choose. ”

"I understand, that's why you asked the eldest brother to come to this poetry competition, whether you have the talent to learn or not, whether you like it or not, it's up to you to decide." Qiaoqiao suddenly realized.

Luo Ning nodded shyly, not daring to say any more.

"But which son can continue this sentence?" Luo Min smiled and asked again.

The people in the hall looked at each other, they originally thought that the four into two could have a fierce fight, where did they know the question of the governor, and they stumped all the talents, not only Ning Xiao Wang Ye and Wu Xue'an did not react, but even Lin San, who was a blockbuster, was silent. In this way, wouldn't no one be able to go one step further?

"Big brother, hurry up—" Luo Yuan and Qingshan looked secretly anxious, and couldn't stop cheering.

Seeing Luo Min's shy, big belly and secretly smug look, Lin Wanrong couldn't help but laugh, seeing that the hall was extremely silent, he stood up and said with a smile: "Lord Luo, I want to read a poem next." ”

When everyone in the hall saw someone standing up, they were in an uproar, and it was the black horse Lin San who had broken through all the way, and they were even more excited. But as soon as I heard that he was going to recite poetry, I was a little disappointed, this is a solitaire poem, what do you want to chant poetry? If you can't catch Lord Luo's poems, then there is no need for this competition.

Wu Xue'an lost his ugliness in the last round, and he already had a grudge against Lin San, and when he heard him say this, he couldn't help but sneer: "This is solitaire, what's the use of asking you to chant poetry?" ”

Lin Wanrong smiled three times and said, "Whether it's useful or not, you will know when you listen to it." ”

Luo Min glanced at Lin Wanrong and said with a smile: "Lin Gongzi, what kind of poetry makes you have such Yaxing?" Please listen to it. ”

Lin Wanrong nodded and read aloud: "Xianglian blue water moves the wind and cool, and the water moves and the wind is cool, and the sun and moon are long; The cool breeze moves the water on the long moon day, and the cool breeze moves the water with the fragrance of blue lotus. ”

Everyone in the hall still didn't understand, but Wu Xue'an's face changed drastically, and Zhao Kangning and Hou Yuebai immediately understood, with an unbelievable look on their faces.

Luo Ning silently chanted twice, and suddenly shouted, "Brother Lin has won." ”

"Shhhhhh She was no longer surprised by her eldest brother's ability, and she didn't ask much when she heard it, and said with a grin: "Sister Ning, you can rest assured now, I said earlier, eldest brother will never disappoint." ”

Luo Min applauded and smiled: "Okay, good, Lin Gongzi is really an extraordinary learner." Only you have passed this level. ”

Except for a limited number of people, everyone else didn't know the trick of this, and a son in the audience stood up and said, "Lord Luo, why is Lin San winning this battle?" Students don't quite understand. ”

Luo Min smiled and said, "Then I'll explain it to you." The first sentence of Lao Yu is Wing Chun, and the second sentence should be Yin Xia. The poems recited by Lin Gongzi are the palindrome of the original poem, and his summer sentence is - fragrant lotus and blue water move the wind and cool and the sun and the moon are long. ”

Everyone thought about it for a while, and then they understood, and in an instant, the applause was like a tide and lasted for a long time. The difficulty of Luo Min's question is obvious, and the ability of this family Ding Lin San is really not small.

Lin Wanrong stood up, shook his back, and said with a smile: "By mistake, I will accept and concede." ”

This spring, summer, autumn and winter poem should have been four sentences, but now there is only spring and summer without autumn and winter, but the other three can't pick it up, which is really a pity. Lin Wanrong saw Luo Min's eyes rolling, and kept drifting towards herself. Could it be that this old man wants me to match the autumn and winter, I'm, don't play with me. He hurriedly said loudly: "Lord Luo, who won this battle?" ”

He was the only one who answered the solitaire poem, and it was obvious who would win or lose. It was supposed to be a four-in-two final, but it could only enter one, and the tournament ended early. actually let Lin San fold the crown, naturally some people were not convinced.

Luo Min was just about to answer, but saw Na Cheng De stand up and said: "Wait, Lord Luo, my lords, I said that it was a four-battle competition, and it was only three rounds of competition, and it was about to end." According to the lower officials, for the sake of fairness, it is better to play another round. It's okay for me to feast my eyes on all the talents, don't you say? ”

Everyone didn't want to see such a wonderful poetry meeting end in a hurry, so they all responded with a bang, Luo Ning hurriedly stomped his feet behind the stage and said: "These people, how can they not believe what they say? ”

Luo Min glanced at Lin Wanrong, as if asking for his opinion. Lin Wanrong scolded in her heart, you old man, you don't even want your daughter's happiness? And they came to ask me what I was doing.

Zhao Kangning glanced at Wu Xue'an, a talented man in Beijing, and Wu Xue'an immediately got up and said: "Lord Xie Cheng and Master Luo give the three students a chance, and the students will ask Lin Gongzi for advice on behalf of the little prince and Brother Hou." ”

Hou Yuebai was just about to speak, Zhao Kangning glared at him fiercely, Hou Gongzi was afraid of the power of the little prince, so he didn't dare to speak, and was naturally represented.

Lin Wanrong said with a smile; "Wu Gongzi is easy to say, this poetry competition itself is extremely fair, and now in the last round, you brothers are humble and let Xiao Ke win, Wu Gongzi has lost the opportunity, but how to ask for advice?"

The defeat of the three of them was seen by everyone, Lin Wanrong asked, and Wu Xue'an was suddenly hoarse. The crowd at the bottom became agitated and shouted, "One more round, one more round—"

Lin Wanrong smiled and said: "But-since everyone's momentum is so enthusiastic, and Brother Wu is so sincere, Xiao Ke is not allowed, it is too unkind." The rules are the rules, and they can't be broken, so it's better to think of a compromise in the next way. Brother Wu, you personally pour a cup of tea, send it to Xiao Ke, and call Mr. Lin, let's play another round. ”

This method is to force Wu Xue'an to admit defeat and apprentice, even if he turns back in the last moment, but this honor of the teacher has already been performed, and winning is equivalent to not winning. The scholar is extremely high, and now it is two people fighting poetry, in front of everyone's eyes, how can Wu Xue'an want to be inferior, snorted but did not speak.

The audience below was not happy, Luo Yuan took the lead and shouted: "Pour tea, pour tea-"

The atmosphere in the audience was warm, Luo Min stroked his beard and smiled, and Cheng De did not speak with a dark face. Zhao Kangning glanced at Wu Xue'an, Wu Xue'an was helpless, gritted his teeth, got up and poured tea, sent it to Lin Wanrong and said, "Mr. Lin, please use tea!" ”

Lin Wanrong sat on the chair with a big thorn, didn't get up, took the teacup, nodded and smiled like an old pedant: "The children can be taught, the children can be taught!" ”

The master said loudly: "This is the latter round, the two talents compete, and they can choose the topic freely." ”

Wu Xue'an gritted her teeth indignantly. He waved his hand and said, "No need, I only publish one poem, limited to tea." Please Mr. Lin to the previous one. If he is against him, I will lose. ”

Everyone saw that the most critical time had come, and this genius in Beijing seemed to be completely enraged, and the show was about to be staged, so he had already held his breath and listened to his questions.

Wu Xue'an walked slowly a few steps in the hall, thinking of today's humiliation, her heart became more and more indignant, and she said loudly: "There is wood is also chess, and there is no wood is also it, remove the chess side wood, and the owe is bullying, Longyou diving bad shrimp play, and the tiger falling in Pingyang is bullied by dogs." ”

This is a true portrayal of his mood today. He is a well-known genius in Beijing, invited to participate in the Jinling Poetry Competition, I thought it would be a great scenery, who knew that there was a wrong poem first, and then there was a public apprenticeship. It was really unbearable for a scholar like him, who was arrogant and famous.

As soon as Wu Xue'an's voice fell, someone in the hall shouted loudly, although his poem was secretly scolding, but he was also very resourceful, and he really deserved to be a genius in Beijing, and he did have some knowledge. Lin Wanrong glanced at the hall, and saw that the eyes of those applauding people kept secretly looking at Zhao Kangning, obviously all of them were the eyes of this little prince. Damn, play this with me, when Lao Tzu is playing this, you are still playing with yellow mud and pee, Lin Wanrong smiled coldly.

Wu Xue'an was encouraged by everyone, felt that the "insult" she had received before had been reduced by a few points, and she was bold and said loudly: "Young Master Lin, the tea time is coming, you may be right?" ”

Lin Wanrong laughed and said: "It's just poetry, it's pure entertainment." Brother Wu doesn't have to care too much, I'm not right about this poem. ”

Wu Xue'an said happily: "What? Brother Mo Feilin, can you admit defeat? Is this unusual? ”

"Throw in the towel?" Lin Wanrong snorted coldly: "Brother Wu, I won't tell you, in my dictionary, there has never been the word "admit defeat", what I'm afraid of is that I will be too embarrassed by this poem." ”

Zhao Kangning stood up and said, "Lin San, Hugh has to talk some nonsense, quickly read out the poems you made, if you can't come up, you will automatically step aside." ”

Lin Wanrong's eyes widened, and she shouted angrily: "Lin San is also called by you?" Little prince, have you forgotten the promise of the day? ”

Zhao Kangning's face turned red, and he gritted his teeth with hatred and said, "Then please Mr. Lin, hurry up and write poems." ”

When they came out, some people in the hall knew the reason, but most of them didn't know why, but when they saw that the little prince was scolded by Lin San, they didn't dare to speak up, and their hearts were full of strangeness.

Lin Wanrong laughed: "Since Brother Wu and the little prince are so gracious, then Xiao Ke will give it a try." Brother Wu's poem is very interesting, what kind of dragon and tiger, what kind of shrimp and dog, it is really powerful. It's like you talents in Beijing are dragons and tigers, and our Jiangnan scholars are useless in your eyes. This is too underestimated for my Jiangnan talents. ”

Wu Xue'an's poem was just a satire on Lin Wanrong alone, but after he expanded it infinitely, it became an attack on Jiangnan talents, and most of the Jiangnan scholars in the hall were in the hall, and now Lin San seemed to represent Jiangnan talents, Wu Gongzi's secret scolding, and suddenly the yellow mud fell into the crotch of his pants, not but.

When Wu Xue'an put out his mouth to compose poetry, he never thought about these at all, he never thought that Lin San was so cunning, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled the Jiangnan genius into his camp, and he really miscalculated. Wu Gongzi secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and didn't dare to speak anymore.

Lin Wanrong said hehehe: "Since Wu Gongzi looks down on me like this, then I can't be polite." Today we are on the Qinhuai River, and we will take flowing water as the topic: there is water and it is a stream, and there is no water is also Xi, remove the water by the stream, and add a bird is a bird (chicken), a proud cat is a tiger, and a phoenix is not as good as a chicken. ”

"Okay, good—" The applause in the hall was like thunder, spreading throughout the Qinhuai River. This is all from the hearts of everyone. In this last round of competition, Lin Wanrong was calm and generous, not only was she not afraid of Wu Xue'an, a genius in Beijing, but also learned his insult back as it was, which was extremely beautiful.

Wu Xue'an's face turned pale, and Zhao Kangning's face was pale, and he couldn't make a sound.

Lin Wanrong wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, damn, doing these bird poems is more tiring than fighting a battle. For the sake of Luo Ning, this chick has spent a lot of effort this time.

Luo Min applauded and smiled: "Good, good, good, the four rounds of this poetry competition have ended successfully, and Lin Gongzi is extraordinary, and he has become the leader, which is what everyone expects." ”

Lin Wanrong's heart is calm, except for the fact that winning the championship is expected, everything else is expected, and there is nothing to surprise.

Guo Wuchang was cheering for Lin San, but a member of the Xiao Mansion hurriedly walked over and said something in the ear of the young master, Guo Wuchang was startled, and the tea cup in his hand fell to the ground.

"Lord Luo, may I ask what Miss Luo thinks of us Lin Gongzi?" One person in the hall shouted, everyone laughed, and the hall was in an uproar, this is the highlight of this poetry competition, how can you not talk about it?

"Is this-" Luo Min stroked his beard and smiled: "The matter of choosing a family is ultimately decided by the little girl, come on, please miss-"

Luo Min's voice fell, and she saw a little maid walking out from behind the curtain, holding a hibiscus tent in her hand, and a brocade with mandarin ducks embroidered on one side, walking in front of Lin Wanrong, blessed with a blessing, and said with a smile: "Lin Gongzi please, these two things are given to Gongzi by my young lady, and ask Gongzi to write poems together." ”

What do you mean, Lin Wanrong looked at the hibiscus tent and the mandarin duck pa, as if she saw Luo Ning's little chick with a red face, hiding behind the curtain and secretly looking at herself. He smiled coquettishly, and his heart was also popping and jumping, this chick is interesting, a fool can see it, obviously you confessed to me, why do you want me to get wet. Alas, this woman is much thinner than me.

At this time, he was in a hurry, and two small poems were not a problem, so he took the paper and brushed down a few lines, and before he finished writing, he saw the young master Guo Wuchang rushing forward with an anxious face and saying a few words in his ear.

"What?" Lin Wanrong was startled, lost the pen and paper, and flew out of the cabin.