Under the gaze of countless people, Yuan Tan walked directly to the side of the stage and looked at the Ying'er fan, and said: "Come to Ying'er girl, you are both beautiful and artistic, I heard that the poetry is also quite good, it has already spread all over the continents of the Han Dynasty, today I Yuan Tan is also admired, I can see the girl's demeanor, watch your moving dance, it really opened my eyes." ”

Lai Ying'er smiled, seemed to guess Yuan Tan's intentions, Ying Yingfu bowed, and said: "Yuan Gongzi is polite, what do you have to do, please speak up?" ”

The voice of Ying'er's answer was crisp and crisp, like the chirping of a yellow bird, which suddenly made the audience silent.

"I want to invite Miss Ying'er to write the question, this is the Oiran Poetry Club, and it should be the first Oiran to make the question. The poems just now were all randomly written by everyone, and they are all too many to count. Yuan Tan was not angry and said.

Lai Ying'er smiled and said, "Yuan Gongzi is wonderful, this is today's No. 1 Oiran has not yet been distinguished, what I said really doesn't count." ”

"This Oiran Poetry Club was originally jointly initiated by several neighboring state pastors, and this Nanyang Yuan Taishou is also included, this Yuan Gongzi is the son of Yuan Taishou, he counts when he speaks, he counts."

At this time, the amorous proprietress came out and said to Ying'er.

Suddenly, countless people under him shouted, "Yes, do you still need to compare the throne of the first oiran?" No matter how much it is compared, it is the girl who came to Ying'er, and the girl who came to Ying'er deserved it. ”

"Come to Miss Ying'er, you will receive it." ……

Looking at the echo of countless people, Yuan Tan said proudly: "Miss Ying'er, have you seen it?" I, Yuan Tan, said that you are the first oiran, and you are the first oiran. Let's ask the girl to come up with the question. ”

Listening to Yuan Tan's words, Lai Ying'er didn't feel very comfortable.

But he still looked at the audience very politely, and said with a courtesy: "Since you all appreciate me so much, the slave family has received the title of the first oiran."

After Lai Ying'er got up, she continued: "However, the slave family is always just a female stream, if I don't come out well, please don't blame the slave family." ”

"No wonder, come to Ying'er girl, please ask the question!"

Lai Ying'er replied softly: "Okay, then the slave family will invite you now, with 'I come to Ying'er' as the title and make a poem, right?" ”

When Yuan Tan heard this, he was secretly happy in his heart, look at how proud you Ye Hao are this time!

Immediately shouted at the crowd where Ye Hao was located, "Did you Ye Hao listen well?" This Ying'er girl has a problem, that is, according to her, only this counts! The previous ones don't count! ”

"Miss Ying'er, what style do you want to use to make this poem?" A scribe standing closer asked.

"There is no restriction on the style of writing, you can just play as you like."

Lai Ying'er still replied softly.

"Have you all listened? Miss Ying'er said that there is no limit to the type of this poem! That's good news! ”

Hearing that all the things in front of him were not counted, the audience was in an uproar.

People who didn't come out much at the beginning were like a rain after a long drought, and they were instantly rejuvenated.

Those who were not very brilliant and were retreating have also found hope again.

It's all boiling! It's boiling!

"Okay, I'll make a fool of myself first."

In the crowd, a scribe with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks walked up, he wanted to be the first person to show his face, and wanted to add some impression points to this Ying'er and win her favor.

"The Oiran comes to the warbler, beautiful and moving;

Send me lonely nights and dye me red under my bed. ”

As soon as this poem came out, the audience laughed continuously, or even burst into laughter.

Lai Ying'er took a sip in her heart, and when she heard the last two sentences of this poem, her face turned red, and she quickly twisted her head.

"Hahaha, I'm amused, you still want to break the ** for the girl who came to Ying'er, you can save you!"

"That's it, that's it, this oiran is mine, how can it be your turn to ......."

The man's face was suddenly flushed, he lowered his head in shame, and soon retreated gloomily.

"A frivolous person, insulting Sven, what kind of good poetry, look at me." A scholar dressed in white stood up and chanted:

"A good flower is more delicate, not as good as a flower;

The beauty is coquettish and angry, and she doesn't believe that she is enchanting. ”

After hearing this, everyone applauded, and even Chen Lin showed a little appreciation.

"There is also a poem below, dedicated to the girl who came to Ying'er."

But when he saw it, another scribe came and said:

"There are beauties in Qingzhou, and beauties come to Ying'er;

Colorful sleeves dance skirt, smiling frost and snow. ”

After everyone listened, they applauded again, and Lai Ying'er also lightly covered her cherry sip, revealing all kinds of style, which made everyone lose their minds for a while.

……

The people below have done a lot of poems in a row, but they are not as good as these two poems.

But seeing that the scribe who had just made the song 'There is a Beautiful Woman in Qingzhou', ran to Yuan Tan, smiled at him shyly, as if he was asking for merit and receiving a reward, and said to Yuan Tan: "Yuan Gongzi, if you can subdue this Ying'er today, Xiaosheng is willing to send her to Yuan Gongzi's pillow and let Gongzi be her first guest to enter the curtain." ”

When Yuan Tan heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he patted the scribe on the shoulder, "Yes, my son is very optimistic about you, if this matter can really be done, I will recommend you to my father as a magistrate!" ”

"Thank you for Yuan Gongzi's appreciation." The scribe's face showed a burst of joy.

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You Heng asked, "Brother Ye, why don't I see you talking, at this moment, don't you really want to chant a poem?" ”

The corners of Ye Hao's mouth hung up with a touch of arc, "I'll let everyone show off first, and release their emotions." My poetry is in my heart, and I will be caught when I arrive! ”

You Heng waved his hand, "Brother Ye, please now!" ”

Ye Hao stepped forward and raised his head proudly, "Listen, I, Ye, have come to chant poetry!" ”

When the surroundings were quiet, Ye Hao immediately recited in a loud voice:

pink-necked snow cheeks,

Sweat drops panting,

Climb the cloud rain platform with you.

jade hand fragrant shoulder,

jade body horizontal Chen,

Double and double teeth**.

In everyone's minds, there couldn't help but appear such a word, "so wet......"

Lai Ying'er's pretty face became even more flushed, and the red servant was like a red apple, which was red to the base of her neck.

Lai Ying'er was cautious for a while, and her beautiful eyes looked at Ye Hao, as if she was happy.

Ye Hao finished groaning, but saw that everyone's eyes around him were looking at him.

It made him very weird, and he realized it after thinking about it.

Ye Hao hurriedly cleared his throat and said with an embarrassed expression: "Uh... Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue for a while, please listen to another poem of mine! ”

"The spring night is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.

The sound of the song pipe building is thin, and the swing courtyard is heavy at night. ”

"Wonderful! Another good poem has appeared in front of me! Wang Cang said.

"Wonderful! I have the urge to go home for the Spring Festival.... ”

Lai Ying'er's pretty face flushed again, her head drooped slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking, but she just watched Ye Hao's expression become more and more different. Her pretty crimson face was a little shy, and she was bright and moving.

"Hee-hee, young master, Fluttershy thinks that Sister Ying'er must have liked you, young master. Young master, look, Sister Ying'er is blushing. The little girl who came over whispered in Ye Hao's ear.

Ye Hao's white feather fan hit the little girl's little brain, "The little girl knows how to chew the root of her tongue." But, hey... The young master sounded happy when he said this. ”

Xu Gan asked Ye Hao: "Ye Gongzi, I don't know if this poem is named?" ”

"Spring Festival." Ye Hao replied briefly.

This is a poem by Su Dongpo, in this poem, he describes the charming scenery in the spring night with a fresh pen, writes about the fragrance of flowers, writes about the moonlight, writes about the faint singing and music coming out of the high-rise buildings, and also writes that the girls are enjoying themselves in order not to let the good times pass in vain.

The general lyrical poems of borrowing scenery are to write the scene first, and then lyrical, but Su Shi's poem, the last three sentences are written scenes, depicting the beautiful scenery of the spring night. In the face of such a beautiful day, the poet can't help but give a high praise of "a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold", and this lyrical sentence appears at the beginning of the poem.

It has a thick powdery and thick feeling; So that in the end, the people who heard it misinterpreted it to the point of making people's hearts ape~.

Chen Lin exclaimed: "Good poetry, good poetry!" ”

Ye Hao really heard it this time, 'It's so wet... It's so wet...".

"So wet?" Ye Hao asked.

Chen Lin coughed twice and said, "Yes... Good poetry! Ye Gongzi's first sentence, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, it is really a stroke of genius! “

"Stroke of God! Okay, you Chen Lin, you don't do a little bit for this son, and you actually praise others! I will order you to make me a good poem right now, and kill his majesty!! ”

Yuan Tan faced countless people, so he didn't save face, and he counted Chen Lin.

When Chen Lin heard this, he shook his head with a wry smile and said to Yuan Tan: "Yuan Gongzi, I really sigh to myself now, if I Chen Lin does it, I can only laugh and be generous." ”

When Yuan Tan heard this, his lungs were about to explode, and he suddenly became angry, and roared: "You know, you Chen Lin is a useless waste!" ”