When Shen Long announced the start of the "Marriage with Literature" competition, Liu Hua and Shen Jiaolin both walked to the middle of the venue, looking at the formation on the spot, and then thinking of the results after the competition, Liu Hua couldn't help but complain in his heart: "I'm ...... Where is this marriage based on text? It's just a fucking mess. ”

Just when Liu Hua was complaining from his heart, Shen Jiaolin walked to the opposite of him, and saw that Liu Hua was a little distracted at this time, Shen Jiaolin thought that Liu Hua was timid, and glanced at him with a smile, Shen Jiaolin said coquettishly: "Liu Gongzi, don't be stunned, I'm going to solve the question."

Since she was a child, the little girl admired the works of Nalan Xingde, the first genius of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and Nalan once wrote a poem called "Qinyuan Spring, Ding Si Chongyang Front".

Three days before the Chongyang Festival, the deceased woman in the dream wore light makeup and plain clothes, choked with her hands, and could no longer remember many words. But there is a cloud at parting: "I wish to be the moon in the sky, and I still have to pay to Lang Yuan every year." "Women are not working on poetry, I don't know how to get this, and I feel it.

Fleeting, thin life, how to forget. Remember the embroidery couch when it is idle and blows red rain; The carving is bent, and the sun is leaning on the same side. The dream is so hard to stay, the poem is not continued, and it wins a deeper cry.

The remains are there, only a turn of spirit, not allowed to look at it. Re-searching for the blue in the vast. The material is short, and there must be frost in the morning. In the heavens of the world, the edge of the dust is not broken, the spring flowers and autumn leaves, and the touch is still hurt. If you want to take precautions, turn over and shake down, and reduce the fragrance of Xunyi yesterday. It's really helpless, the sound of the eaves rains, composing the ileum.

After the chanting of this poem, the end is touching, and the aftertaste is not stopped, the first question of the little woman is, I hope that Liu Gongzi will make a poem comparable to Nalan Daren's "Qinyuan Spring, Ding Si Chongyang Front" in a time of incense, I don't know if Liu Gongzi dares to fight? ”

Hearing Shen Jiaolin's first question, the people at the scene, including Nian Qianyao and Huang Zhifu, all fell into thought, Nalan is a German character Rong Ruo, a native of Lengjiashan, Kangxi has been a high school jinshi in the fifteenth year, and he is recognized as the first talent of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, how can ordinary people compare with him?

wanted to make a poem comparable to "Qinyuan Chun Ding Si Chongyang Qian" in a stick of incense time, all these people at the scene thought that they couldn't do it, glanced at Liu Hua, and everyone said: "It is estimated that Liu Gongzi may lose on this first question." ”

Seeing that all the people at the scene were contemplating, Shen Long couldn't help but smile proudly, and after he cast an appreciative look at his daughter, he stood aside with a smile, waiting to hear Liu Hua announce his defeat.

At this time, Liu Hua felt a little headache, he had never heard of the name of Nalan Xingde, just now Shen Jiaolin recited the poems in this poem "Qinyuan Spring, Ding Si Chongyang", but Liu Hua didn't understand a word.

Although he didn't understand the meaning of the poem, Liu Hua knew the poem "Qinyuan Spring", but he knew that the poem "Qinyuan Spring" was not Nalan Xingde's "Qinyuan Spring, Ding Si Chongyang Front", but "Qinyuan Spring" made by a great man.

Hearing that Shen Jiaolin asked herself to make a poem comparable to "Qinyuan Spring, Ding Si Chongyang" in a time comparable to "Qinyuan Spring, Ding Si Chongyang", Liu Hua thought: "Well, I'll move out the great man's "Qinyuan Spring Snow" to save my life, otherwise I will be embarrassed today." ”

Thinking of this, Liu Hua pondered for a moment, and then said calmly: "What's so difficult about this?" How can a mere song "Qinyuan Spring, Ding Si Chongyang Before" be difficult for me.

I have heard many deeds of our Long Live Lord from the bookstore, capturing and worshipping, leveling three times, returning to Taiwan, and personally conquering Geerdan, all of which make me feel excited.

Because Long Live Lord often goes to Changbai Mountain to worship his ancestors and visit the snowy scenery, so today I take this opportunity to dedicate ugliness to you and contribute a song "Qinyuan Spring Snow", please comment on it.

The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only reckless; Up and down the river, suddenly lost and surging.

Mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, want to be higher than the heavenly public test.

It must be a sunny day, and look at the red dress, which is extraordinarily enchanting.

**, leading countless heroes to bend their waists.

Regret the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, slightly lose the literary style; Tang Zong and Song Zu, slightly inferior**.

A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle.

The past, the number of ** characters, and the present. ”

"Good poetry, good spirit, good heart." As soon as Liu Hua's voice fell, Nian Qianyao, who was sitting at the top, got up and applauded loudly, and Huang Zhifu and Sun County Ling also subconsciously got up to applaud Liu Hua.

Those people at the scene, after carefully tasting this poem, all felt surging in their hearts, and their pride was suddenly born, everyone silently recited it several times, and even the people in Shen Long's camp all spontaneously applauded Liu Hua.

Liu Ziyun applauded the hardest, it was too unexpected, he didn't expect his son to be so talented, seeing the confident smile on Liu Hua's face, recalling the poem that Liu Hua had just read out of his mouth, Liu Ziyun said in his heart: "It seems that the ancestral grave of my old Liu family is about to start to smoke, this kid is too competitive today." ”

After seeing the reaction at the scene, and carefully recalling Liu Hua's "Qinyuan Spring Snow", a trace of incredulity flashed in the eyes of Shen Jiaolin's father and daughter, neither of them thought that Liu Hua would be able to make such a heart-wrenching and majestic poem in such a short period of time.

Glancing at Liu Hua with a complicated expression, Shen Jiaolin continued: "Little sister can't imagine that Brother Liu has such a talent in his chest, admire, "Qinyuan Spring Snow" made by Brother Liu just now can not only be comparable to "Qinyuan Spring Ding Si Before Chongyang", but even better, this first question, the little sister admits defeat, and now the little sister is starting to come up with the second question, Brother Liu, please listen well."

When I learned that Brother Liu was bohemian, idle, and unenterprising all day long, I felt disappointed and frustrated many times.

As early as five years ago, when I saw that Brother Liu was difficult to achieve, I went to beg my grandfather and asked him to allow me to withdraw from you, but at that time, my grandfather still had hope for you, thinking that you would be successful in the future, so instead of agreeing to my request, he scolded me several times.

For this reason, my little sister has washed her face with tears many times, and when I think of getting married and having children with that idle and unhealthy brother Liu in the future, I have a feeling of exhaustion and heartbreak, which I still can't forget.

At that time, Xiaomei was exactly ten years old, could Brother Liu compose a poem in a Tibetan way? There are ten words hidden in the words, "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight and ninety", I wonder if Brother Liu can answer the second question of the little sister? ”

Hearing Shen Jiaolin's words change her name, Liu Hua just smiled slightly, and didn't feel much emotion, recalling the artistic conception she had just described, Liu Hua was a little surprised, because he happened to know the life experience of Zhu Shuzhen, a talented girl in the Song Dynasty.

Zhu Shuzhen's story is very similar to the realm just described by Shen Jiaolin, and afterwards someone made a hidden poem based on the life experience of the talented woman, and the poem also happened to contain the ten words "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight and ninety".

But Liu Hua didn't know about Lu Dao, did these people present know about Lu Dao Zhu Shuzhen? Do you know the Tibetan poem behind Lu Dao that describes Zhu Shuzhen's experience? After thinking for a moment, he asked tentatively, "I wonder if Sister Xiao Shen has ever heard of a talented girl named Zhu Shuzhen?" ”

After hearing this, Shen Jiaolin nodded: "The reputation of the Song Dynasty secluded dweller, the little sister has heard of it for a long time, but she is not a person, and by the order of her parents, she was forced to marry a mediocre official, because of emotional discord, she died of depression at the earliest.

At that time, the secluded dweller once wrote a poem to express her dissatisfaction with her feelings, and the gulls, herons and mandarin ducks made a pool, and the wings did not depend on each other. Dongjun is not dominated by flowers, why should he rest and connect branches? Alas...... Since ancient times, how thin life has been, sad, lamentable, and pitiful. ”

Hearing that Shen Jiaolin knew everything about Zhu Shuzhen's deeds, Liu Hua's heart suddenly cooled: "I'm ...... How can this little girl know everything? It's too bad now, will the Tibetan poem that I know the Tao of the Tao have already appeared in this dynasty?

I remember when I was in college, I saw a story about Zhu Shuzhen in a magazine, and the magazine seemed to say that the Tibetan poem was written by a down-and-out talent in the early Qing Dynasty.

It's the fiftieth year of Kangxi, should this TMD be the early Qing Dynasty or the early Qing Dynasty? Forget it, I can't care so much, let's see if it's me or the unknown down-and-out show.

If this Tibetan poem has not come out, then I will be stained, and I have to be cheeky to borrow the masterpiece of the brother to save the scene, if this Tibetan poem has come out, then I can only consider myself unlucky, and it is a big deal to fight with this little girl in the last game. ”

Thinking of this, Liu Hua thought back to the Tibetan poem, and then said slowly: "I just heard the words of Sister Xiao Shen from the heart, I put myself in the shoes of Sister Xiao Shen, and I felt really uncomfortable.

Ahem...... So...... Well...... What's that...... I have created a Tibetan poem by myself, which can not only express the state of mind of Sister Xiao Shen back then, but also hide the ten words from one to ten, I hope Sister Xiao Shen and you will appreciate it.

Spring rains, wife sleeps alone. Ask the sky, where are the people? hated Wang Sun and went all the time. It is difficult to stay with the wrongdoers. I regret that I missed my mouth. There is a turn-in, but there is no hand-in. When it comes to soapiness, why ask in vain. To break up, you don't have to use a knife. From now on, the enemy will not be relied upon. A thousand miles of love, a write-off. ”

After Liu Hua finished speaking, all the people at the scene fell into silence, and after a few breaths, Huang Zhifu and Sun Xianling slapped the table one after another, and then shouted one after another: "Wonderful, wonderful?" ”

After seeing the reaction of the two, Nian Qianyao next to him was a little stunned, he scratched his forehead with his hand, and then asked with some confusion: "Why are you two so shocked?" What's so good about that poem? Why didn't I hear it when I was old? ”

Except for the members who had been standing next to him to help the Shen family act as witnesses, he was bowing his head to crack Liu Hua's Tibetan poem, but when he heard Nian Qianyao ask Huang Zhifu and Sun County's words, his heart suddenly moved: "Old age? Surname year? Huang Baishan is the person of the fourth master, looking at the degree of respect he has just given to this surnamed Nian, this person must also be a person of the fourth master's lineage, is this person Nian Qianyao?

Odd? What did Nian Qianyao do in Yangzhou? Could it be that he was ordered by the fourth master? It seems that today is not in vain, there is such a windfall, and when I go back, I have to report this matter to Lord Min quickly, if this news is useful, I guess Lord Min will definitely reward me. ”

Thinking of this, the members glanced at Nian Qianyao meaningfully, and after remembering his appearance, they continued to lower their heads, pretending to be contemplating and cracking Liu Hua's hidden poem.