"Hmph, what's the challenging question? It's just some strange tricks, in vain. Ji Chang said angrily, obviously having a lot of resentment about this brain teaser.

Qin Guan laughed twice and said, "Then don't talk about this problem, your brother Ji Chang is usually known as full of economy, why can't you even make a little poem today?" ”

"I, I," Ji Chang's face turned red and said, "I didn't adapt for a while, I was just a little nervous, and Brother Qin, the questions you drew were simple, and the questions I drew were more difficult-"

Looking at his face, Lin Wanrong understood that this Ji Changzhun is a master of dead reading, according to the words of the original world, it is the product of exam-oriented education, dull and inflexible, not knowing how to be flexible, usually remembering firmly, going to the examination room, and being nervous and confused.

Qin Guan is obviously not a good bird, listening to him say that his question is simple in front of outsiders, his face is a little unsightly, and he sneered: "Brother Ji Chang, where is this, there are four questions about the wind and snow, and any one of them will be used as a poem." I smoked the wind, you smoked the snow, it was all seen by everyone, it was clear, how can you say that I am simple and you are difficult? ”

As Qin Guan spoke, he shook his head and groaned: "Last year, a wisp of wind was hidden deep in the alley. The call was unheard, and there was no trace of it coming and going. His face was full of pride, and he was obviously deeply satisfied with his "performance" in the examination room.

Lin Wanrong wants to laugh but is embarrassed to laugh, this can also be called poetry? Such a poem, the genius can make three of them with a fart.

Qin Guan said proudly: "Brother Ji Chang, you were temporarily out of order in the examination room just now, I don't know if you have thought about it now, with snow as the question, can you chant that poem?" ”

Qin Guan had a little contempt on his face, it was not true that the literati were light, he knew that this Ji Chang would only die studying, and if he wanted to go for two or three days, he might be able to come up with a song, but he definitely didn't have such a rush in front of him.

Brother Ji Chang's face was red and white for a while, and obviously he hadn't made this poem with the theme of snow until now.

Lin Wanrong originally just wanted to inquire about the application of talents, but seeing that this guy named Qin Guan had an aggressive look, he was unhappy in his heart, and this Ji Chang was too angry, and he didn't let out a fart after holding back for a long time.

Lin Wanrong himself likes to bully honest people, but he can't see others bullying honest people in front of him, he meditated in his heart for a while, and laughed: "Such an easy little poem, even a mountain and wild man like me can come up with it, I think Ji Gongzi must be humble." It's better like this, I'll read the last poem and ask Ji Gongzi to correct it. ”

Seeing the look of surprise on Qin Guan's face, Lin Wanrong was very happy in his heart, boy, alas, how can a little person like you see the depth of this talent.

Lin Wanrong paced a few steps, and said, "Jiangshang is general, and there is a black hole in the well." The yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen. ”

This is an authentic limerick poem, Lin Wanrong was embarrassed to take it out to offer ugliness, but the guy named Qin Guan, who dared to call poetry even if he was not a bullshit, Lin Wanrong was already ashamed to proclaim himself a poet immortal.

"Good poetry, good poetry." Ji Chang exclaimed, clapped his hands with a small fan and said: "'On the river', it describes the scene of snowflakes covering the river, which is a general view and a distant vision. Then Brother Tai's pen turned around, and he came to the well in the nearby courtyard, which was covered with snow, and only the mouth of this well was deep and secluded, and it was a big hole. As for the last sentence, it is even more miraculous, 'the white dog is swollen', a swollen word, it will turn the static snow scene into a living thing. This poem is well compared, the artistic conception is far-reaching, and the whole poem does not have a single word of snow, but it writes the momentum of the snow flying in the sky, which is really a rare masterpiece. It's really unseemly, the sea is immeasurable, and Brother Tai is really unfathomable, unfathomable. ”

Although Ji Chang can't compose poems this season, he analyzes them one by one, what is the distant and close view, what is the static as the movement, what is the artistic conception, a few lines of limerick poems, and he was stunned that he analyzed so many bends and curves. If it were placed in Lin Wanrong's time, he must have been an excellent commentator.

Lin Wanrong held back a smile and pretended to be modest: "Accept, accept, ashamed, ashamed—"

A chuckle came, Lin Wanrong, a "half-talented", turned his head to look, but saw a beautiful little girl standing beside several of them covering her lips and chuckling, obviously laughing out loud when she heard Lin Wanrong's limerick.

"It's you." Lin Wanrong said with a smile, this chick is the same chick who bought his booklet yesterday.

When Ji Chang and Qin Guan saw the beautiful little girl, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they hurriedly concealed the wolf nature in their eyes, and walked to her "politely" and said: "This young lady is invited, in the next Ji Chang (Qin Guan), may I ask where the young lady is in Xianxiang, how old is it, have you ever been married-"

Lin Wanrong opened her mouth in surprise, she didn't expect these two guys to be so bold and ask so directly, don't you want to kill a girl?

The little girl blushed and reprimanded, "You, what are you talking nonsense? ”

Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "Little girl, they want to soak you, don't you understand?" ”

The little girl's face was bloody, and she pointed at Lin Wanrong and said, "You, you shameless disciple, I, I won't let you go." The little girl turned around, picked up her little feet, and ran as fast as she could.

How did I become a shameless disciple again? Lin Wanrong was depressed.

It was forgivable for Xiao Qingxuan to scold him like this last time, after all, he took advantage of others. This time, he just said a word, and he became a disciple again, and he was really aggrieved in his heart. Why don't you chicks scold those two shameless cheeky guys and scold me instead? What the fuck is this?

This is actually Lin Wanrong's misunderstanding, although it is an iron law for men and women to give and receive kisses, but in this era, there are few exchanges between men and women, and there are few opportunities for men to meet the women they like, so those talented people who are romantic and merry will generally come forward to talk to the women they like. The chances of women meeting the right man are even slimmer, once they meet someone to ask, as long as they meet the eyes, anything can happen. It's just that this little girl is still young and is not used to this situation, so she will turn away in anger.

Lin Wanrong didn't understand the situation, seeing Ji Chang and Qin Guan looking at the direction of the little girl's departure, his eyes were full of nostalgia, he didn't have a good impression of these two real "disciples", seeing that it was too late, he snorted at the moment, ignored the two of them, and left by himself.

The family members selected by the Xiao family will enter the house tomorrow, today is the time left by the Xiao family to pack their luggage, and tomorrow these family members will step into the door of the Xiao family in their dreams. The mood of most of them is excited, after entering the Xiao family, they can be regarded as having a foothold in the family world, as long as they work hard, maybe there will be greater opportunities for development.

The only exception is Lin Wanrong, thinking that he will go in tomorrow to serve the old lady of the Xiao family, he is in a terrible mood, and he just wants to find a place to vent. If it weren't for not knowing how to take the road to the kiln, there must have been more than three chicks lying under him at this moment, he assured in the name of God.

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Someone scolded this book for being shameless, very good, very good, you finally understand the essence of this book, hehe.