[Chapter Word Count:3303 Last Updated:2015-04-0809:18:08.0]

The Jiangling area has fertile soil and abundant products, and these well-fed and undone scholars like to compete in public to compete with poetry, first, to highlight their talents and be admired, and secondly, if they move the hearts of those girls, they may be able to stage a romantic story of a concubine.

Brother Zhou and Brother Li "fisted with great intentions", but Brother Chu waved his hand again and again: "This ...... Not quite right? ”

"Please Brother Chu hurry up, don't let the sisters around you wait in a hurry!" The loud dialogue of several people had already attracted the attention of the surrounding maids, and the corner of his eye saw the anticipation on the faces of those girls, and Brother Zhou hurriedly urged again.

"That'...... All right! It's ugly in the next sacrifice! Brother Chu "reluctantly" agreed, and after standing up to the shelf, he smiled and said: "I said below that life is the truth, then my poem should start from ordinary things." Listen to ......."

Brother Chu clapped his hands three times with a folding fan bone, and said in a subdued voice: "Goose, goose, goose, bend your neck and sing to the sky." Goose feathers float in the river, and the soles of the feet dance in the clear waves! ”

Nima!

Qin Baichuan listened to the conversations of several people word for word in his ears, and after listening to Brother Chu's poetry, he almost rolled down the stairs directly. Your sister, this TM is also called poetry?

Qin Baichuan was stunned by the thunder's scorching exterior and tender inside, but Brother Zhou and Brother Li burst out into sky-high applause. As if he was afraid that the maids around him wouldn't understand, the Brother Zhou explained loudly: "Brother Chu is really talented!" The three overlapping sounds of this poem 'goose, goose, goose' not only chant the animal, but also write the sound of the goose's song, which is really a precedent! ”

"And that's not all! The "curved neck" and "facing the sky" describe the beauty of the goose's lines, supplemented by the dynamic "drifting" and "dancing", which also groans the dynamic beauty of the goose! Brother Li's face was full of excitement: "A poem perfectly combines hearing, vision, static, and dynamic, except for Brother Chu, who else in the world can do it?" ”

"I agree with Brother Li's statement!" Brother Zhou stepped forward and hugged his fists: "The younger brother can almost assert that with this song "Song of the Goose" alone, Brother Chu will become an official in the court and rank as the third duke, which is just around the corner!" ”

Burst!

Qin Baichuan occasionally felt that his skin was thick enough, but after listening to the words of these three people, a mouthful of old blood still spurted out.

MD, do these goods dare to make a face!

If memory serves, in the era in which he lived, King Luo Bin of the Tang Dynasty also wrote similar poems, but he was only seven years old at that time!

"Wu Na scholar, how can people like you laugh at us when they write poems in Linjiang here? You retreat quickly, don't affect our mood! Qin Baichuan's laughter alarmed Brother Li, who had anger on his face and rebuked loudly.

"Oh, Mr. Qin, why did you come up!" Following Brother Li's gaze, several maids around him saw Qin Baichuan, and barely stopped for a moment, and the maids flocked to Qin Baichuan's side.

"Mr. Qin, your book is so wonderful today! If it weren't for the large number of guests upstairs, I would have liked to go down and listen carefully! ”

"Yes, yes, Mr. Qin, where did the little dragon girl go, was she really rescued by the South China Sea Shenni?"

"Brother Qin, is the Condor Hero's martial arts powerful now? Can you beat Guo Jing and Guo Daxia? ”

……

Surrounded by warblers and swallows, Qin Baichuan had a feeling of entering the Pansi Cave in an instant, and the maids said a word to me, and the noise made him head and two.

In stark contrast to the liveliness on Qin Baichuan's side, the three merry and talented people, the girls hung the three of them there regardless of it, no matter how thick-skinned they were, they couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Brother Li didn't see the person clearly, he only thought that he was an ordinary down-and-out scholar, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, and when he recognized Qin Baichuan, there was a sense of powerlessness in the hearts of the three of them.

In the eyes of these romantic talents, only the reader is superior, and the status of the storyteller is actually no different from that of the people who run the rivers and lakes. But...... I don't dare to say it in other places, but here in the big bowl Wangjiang Tower, the storyteller Qin Baichuan has already become the idol of many people with a "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

"Look at what he's wearing, it's tattered, it's really insulting!" Seeing the girls surrounding Qin Baichuan with the stars holding the moon, Brother Li said sourly.

"Who's to say it isn't! The current social atmosphere is really not good, violating the code of ethics and often promoting the love of master and apprentice...... Hmph, it's just grandstanding! ”

"Brother Zhou, Brother Li, we don't want to conspire with each other, let's stay away from him, don't let him insult our identity!" Brother Chu said pretentiously.

Qin Baichuan was worthless on the lips, but they were envious in their hearts. They worked hard to attract the attention of the girls, but as soon as they appeared, they stole all the limelight, how could they not be annoyed?

Qin Baichuan is not having a good time, just like the girls of the star chasing clan are like problem babies, pestering him to ask about the next progress of "The Condor Heroes", and he prevaricated with the same "Let's listen to the next time". The girls were not reconciled, and all kinds of problems came one after another.

"Brother Qin, how old are you this year? Have you ever been married? I have a cousin who is twenty-eight years old, if you don't dislike it, how about I introduce you to him? ”

"Brother Qin, your story is so good, you must have read a lot of books and done a lot of homework, right?"

"That's right, Brother Qin, since you're a storyteller, you should also be able to compose poems, right? Why don't you also compose a poem, and our sisters and sisters will record it for posterity? ”

"Yes, yes, Brother Qin, make a song, make a song!"

……

The girls' calls for Qin Baichuan to compose poems are getting higher and higher, but the faces of the three talented people on the other end are getting more and more ugly.

"Nonsense!" Brother Chu couldn't bear this huge psychological gap anymore, and said angrily with a cold face: "Poetry and poetry are noble and elegant things, how can a person who sells art in the rivers and lakes do it casually?" ”

"That's it!" Brother Li also scolded loudly from the perspective of justice: "That boy, I advise you to leave quickly, don't be smiling and generous here!" ”

"As the two sons said, poetry and poetry are noble and elegant things, but a person like me can't do it." Qin Baichuan didn't take the ridicule of the two people to heart, and when he saw the disappointment on the girls' faces, he added with a smile: "Although I can't compose poetry, I can get so wet that I can be lewd!" ”

"Huh? Really? Brother Qin, come on! How did these simple girls know that he had something to say, and they exhaled like an orchid with their small mouths, and urged loudly.

"I'm going to be right away, listen up...... Goose, goose, goose-" Qin Baichuan's voice was strange, it didn't sound like a "goose goose goose" but a "forehead".

"Hmph, Ben Gongzi's poem is reading out of your mouth, it's really a waste!" Qin Baichuan's tone made it easy to have impure associations, but Brother Chu didn't care about it, and hurriedly announced the ownership of this poem: "Hmph, how popular is your Mr. Qin, but in terms of poetry, you can only pick up the wisdom of your son!" ”

Brother Chu's voice did not fall, but he heard Mr. Qin's words change: "The song is to the sky, the white hair floats in the green water, and the red anthurium plucks the clear waves." ”

"Ahh

Qin Baichuan's hand was so wet that as soon as he got out, whether it was Brother Chu, who wrote the poem, or the girls around him, they were all stunned. This poem only slightly changed a few words of Brother Chu's "Song of the Goose Poem", but it played a magical effect on turning decay into magic, especially the use of colors such as "white hair", "green water" and "anthurium", which suddenly made the whole poem vivid and wonderful.

"In the poem of birds, this poem is unparalleled in the world." A gentle woman's voice suddenly came from the silent hall on the second floor, Qin Baichuan followed the voice, and his eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly.

From the box in the middle of the second floor, a tall and beautiful young woman walked out, she was wearing a pale blue long dress, and the skirt was dotted with purple embroidery thread A few proudly blooming orchids. This long dress is obviously carefully cut, perfectly outlining her plump and delicate body, willow-like thin waist, and concave and convex curves.

This glamorous young woman looks about twenty-four or five years old, with a delicate melon seed face with a little powder, eyebrows like a crescent moon, eyes like clear Hong, and bright red and delicate cherry lips slightly raised, which actually gives people an impulse to kiss Fangze. A jet-black green silk coiled high, and under the snow-white slender neck stood two soft mountains, and a jade Guanyin pendant could be faintly seen in the ravine in the middle of the mountains.

As soon as this woman suddenly appeared, everyone's eyes fell on her, and Qin Baichuan, who had seen countless beauties in modern times, still had a look of surprise on his face, not to mention the three romantic talents who secretly wanted to pick up girls under the guise of reciting poetry.

The three of them stepped forward together, with a touch of superiority in their expressions, and said in an elegant voice: "Boss Yun, the scenery here is beautiful, the scenery is pleasant, and there are beautiful people to accompany you, I will have to linger in the future!" ”

"Yun Lan is very fortunate to be loved by his son." This Boss Yun is Sister Lan of Wangjiang Tower, and she politely expressed her gratitude to the three merry talents, and then Liu Mei frowned and scolded the maids: "What kind of system does it become to gather here during working hours!" Go back to your place, don't let the sons laugh! ”

Thinking about it, Sister Lan is usually good to these maids, but seeing that she was angry but no one was afraid, after glancing at Qin Baichuan affectionately, she laughed and dispersed.

Qin Baichuan is here to tell the story on behalf of others, speaking of which, this is the first time to look at Yun Lan at close range, seeing her move the lotus step lightly, and the money comes, Qin Baichuan took the first step, hugged his fists and said: "I have heard for a long time that Sister Lan has the appearance of sinking fish and falling geese, and the appearance of a shy flower in the closed moon, today I saw that Sister Lan is really radiant and gorgeous, and even the most beautiful delicate flower has to lose a few colors in front of Sister Lan!" ”

Qin Baichuan's voice was very loud, and Sister Lan's footsteps slowed down, but the three merry talents opened their mouths wide in unison. In this era, men are inferior to women and are subtle and beautiful, even if you see a woman you like, you must be restrained, otherwise you will lose the face of a man, and it will also make women look down on themselves.

This stinky storyteller doesn't play cards according to common sense, and when he comes up, he is flattering and talking about some frivolous things, and you are so easy to fool when you are the famous cloud boss? The three of them glanced at each other, then folded their fans and shook them gently, sneering to see how Sister Lan made fun of Qin Baichuan.

Unexpectedly, Sister Lan was stunned for a moment and then came back to her senses, and a strange crimson appeared on her little face, and she gave Qin Baichuan a blessing, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin is polite." The concubine has no eyes, but she underestimated Mr.'s skills. Later, the concubine personally set up the wine to make amends for her husband. ”

Nima!

The three merry men only felt their heads buzzing, what was the situation? Lao Tzu greets you one by one, and you ignore it, that stinky storyteller is full of frivolous words, do you want to invite him to drink?