Ao Bai soon found that Yang Yu was looking at Li Xin not far away.

It stands to reason that someone is in the limelight here and has attracted Su Meng'er's attention, Yang Yu should be jealous, but there is only appreciation in his eyes, and there is a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yang Yu also saw them, walked around the stage, and greeted everyone.

Ao Bai asked, "Doesn't Brother Yang like Miss Su?" That boy is in the limelight, you don't seem to care at all? ”

Yang Yu said with a smile: "Meng'er won't like this kind of scholar who has no power to tie the chicken, if you care about him, then a person like Brother Huang who is both civil and military is by Meng'er's side, I would have gone crazy a long time ago." ”

Zhu Youzhen said with a smile: "I think this person is good, I don't know if he has gained fame." "He hasn't been an emperor yet, and he wants to discover talents again, I'm afraid that he can't wait for the emperor's brother to return to the sky as soon as possible.

Ao Bai said lightly: "I'll go make friends in a while and ask him about the situation." ”

Li Xinlian has passed the three questions. The host arranged for him to sit with Liu Jingxuan, and when he saw Guan, he could sit with the beauty, and the atmosphere was even hotter.

After a while, the poetry race began again. It's the same girls who make the questions, and everyone can participate.

In order to show their talents, the sons racked their brains and tried to use concise and gorgeous words. Compared with just now, there were not many people who applauded, and the atmosphere gradually cooled down.

Ao Bai looked around and immediately thought of the reason. Most of the people watching around were ordinary people from the city. The literati were dressed only by a few people in the front row. The people are all here to see the excitement, do they have literary talent? At most, they can read a few words, these talents are desperately chewing words, and most of the audience can't understand them, who will applaud them?

Ao Bai feels that as long as people can listen to it and have a kind of resonance, can reveal human nature, and inspire people, it is a good poem. Not many people can write good poetry, but it is definitely something that many people can understand. If he were to write an easy-to-understand modern poem here, I don't know what the effect would be.

Yang Yu saw that he was thinking about things, and asked: "Brother Huang, people who have a little knowledge have already opened their mouths, and Brother Liang and King Xin have also been paired, when are you going to open Chrysostom?" You're not like me, waiting for your dreams to come up, are you? ”

The three girls beside Ao Bai were all the same, and their eyes were full of suspicion when they looked at him, especially Hai Lanzhu, who quietly twisted around his waist again. Good you Yang Yuan, frame me, I curse you Yang Yuan......

Zhu Youzhen also said: "Huang Peng, making poetry should be a piece of cake for you, right?" You don't really want to be humble to the end, do you? ”

Liang Bin said: "I also think so, how can someone who can write songs not know how to make poems? ”

You guys think too highly of me. I'm not being modest, I'm being clumsy. I can't even tell what the seven uniques and eight laws are, how can I make ancient poems?

At this time, Su Meng'er stood up and said lightly: "The little woman also has a question, and she makes poems based on the appearance of people." ”

"I'm coming!" Yang Yu disappeared from Aobai's side with a whoosh, and stepped onto the stage like a ghost, Duan Yu was ashamed of his actions when he saw it, what is Ling Bo's microstep, teleportation is the king.

"There is a song below that describes Miss Su's appearance." Yang Yu looked at Su Meng'er affectionately and said with a smile: "Handsome eyebrows and eyes, looking forward to Shenfei, the essence of Wencai, forgetting the vulgar when you see it." ”

"Good poetry. Childe is very literate. Su Meng'er covered her mouth and smiled slightly, with a little shame on her face.

When Yang Yu saw it, the smile in his mouth was Yo Yo Yo, and the beauty in his heart was Chang Mi Chang. As a result, Su Meng'er directly petrified him in the next sentence.

"Childe is a good face, I don't know where he is?"

Yang Yuan: "......"

Several people in the know almost laughed.

Yang Yuan is not good, but he has made a good start. The group of sons in the back did not hesitate to dedicate the words of praise to Su Meng'er. Ao Bai only felt funny when he heard it, the appearance they described was different, and they only knew how to pick up the good ones.

Hai Lanzhu sighed: "Look at these people, I can also make poems...... There are every year, especially this year. ”

Yao Qianyu pointed to the pouting Hailanzhu and said with a smile: "Husband, if you also want to recite poetry, you don't have to use that Miss Su as the title, you can describe her." ”

When Hai Lanzhu heard this, she also had a little expectation, she thought that her appearance was no worse than Su Meng'er, and everyone here only paid attention to Su Meng'er, and she felt a little uncomfortable. However, she had never heard Ao Bai write poetry, and she was a little worried that he would make a fool of himself.

Zhu Youzhen smiled: "Huang Peng, you can make a song, I also want to see the level." ”

Zhu Youzhen spoke several times, but if he shirked it again, it would be too disappointing. But can they appreciate my modern poetry? Ao Bai desperately thought of what poems described people's appearance.

After a while, more than a dozen talented people have made poems for Su Meng'er, almost turning this place into a blind date. There are a few poems of good standard, and people with average literary skills no longer dare to speak, and the warm atmosphere gradually cools down. I don't know whether it was intentional or not, Su Meng'er glanced at Aobai, as if she was waiting for him to speak.

Liu Jingxuan asked, "Is there any other son who wants to recite poetry?" ”

Ao Bai paused and raised his hand. "I'm going to have a song next."

Liu Jingxuan knew his identity and asked with a smile, "How is Huang Gongzi going to describe Miss Su?" ”

Ao Bai stepped forward, coughed lightly twice, and said loudly: "What Miss Su just said is that she is a poem based on human appearance, and there is no rule that she must be chosen, right?" My poems are about other people. ”

Su Meng'er secretly said in her heart: Why is this Huang Peng always different from others? He must be describing his three wives, right?

She also noticed Hai Lanzhu, her posture was indeed not inferior to herself, and she smiled: "Of course you don't have to choose me, Huang Gongzi, who do you want to make poems for?" ”

Ao Bai smiled: "An old grandmother." ”

Everyone was stunned, and then burst into laughter. Grandma? He's crazy, isn't he?

Su Meng'er was also a little embarrassed, and she didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Ao Bai Zhengse said: "I know an old grandmother, several of his sons who were soldiers have gone to the border pass, and none of them are by her side for the New Year. Today, she takes care of her grandchildren at home...... The title of this song is "Grandma is so ugly". ”

The people were quiet.

Ao Bai stood with his hands in his hands, and slowly groaned: "Grandma is so ugly, shaved all over her body, with yellow eyes, like pickled two jars of sauerkraut, sweet and sour - full of belly." The two front teeth are hard and the face is wrinkled, it is a piece of cloth that cannot be rubbed by ups and downs, the tendons on the hands are bulging, and the two feet are small, shaking one step at a time. The duck walks, its own load is a little unbearable, all day long in black clothes, layer upon layer, like a family tree preserved in the ancestral hall. The eighty-year-old woman dances with her hands and feet, her two bones are shaking, and her grandmother is so ugly. ”

Is this poetry? Not like. But when the people heard this, they all fell silent, and no one thought it funny.

Bang bang, Su Meng'er was the first to applaud, and the onlookers also applauded, and the applause became louder and louder, especially the ordinary people on the periphery, who shouted in unison.

Ao Bai breathed a sigh of relief, this poem describing the elderly is indeed easy to capture people's hearts and resonate with the people. This poem can't be more white, maybe not a poem at all, but everyone understands it.

All women are young, and all women are old and become grandmothers. One day, Su Meng'er will also grow old and become so ugly. In grandma's ugly appearance, how many vicissitudes of the world, how many hardships, responsibilities and true love in life are there? Her son did not come back for the Chinese New Year, was he guarding the motherland at the border, or had he died in the war? It's a question that raises the question. What an old man.

Ao Bai walked off the stage, looked at the three ladies, and said with a smile: "I am stupid for my husband, I really don't know what words to use to best describe you, but I am sure that when we are old, we will still live a very happy life." ”

The three girls were very satisfied with his answer, and Zhu Youzhen sighed lightly: "It's the first time I've heard such a poem, it's so wonderful." ”

Liang Bin also said in a deep voice: "Listening to a poem is better than reading a book for ten years." ”

Yang Yu didn't speak, he looked at Ao Bai quietly from the side, with a sly smile on his face.

Su Meng'er only came up with this question, and Ao Bai only made this poem, but it brought the atmosphere.

After a while, Li Xin actually walked over, looked at Aobai, and arched his hand: "A few sons and daughters, Li Xin, who is in Xiahenan, has just arrived in the capital, and I want to make friends." I don't know your names? ”

Ao Bai introduced: "In Xia Jinyiwei knows Huang Peng, these three are my wife. This is Liang Bin, the fellow of Jinyiwei, and Yang Yuan, the Jinyiwei. This is the prince and his wife. ”

In addition to the identity of King Xin, Ao Bai did not hide anything, which frightened Li Xin.

Li Xin had just passed the township examination and came to the capital to participate in the examination. Township examinations are local examinations that are held in provincial capitals. There are three exams of three days each. Presiding over by the chief examiner of the Qin order, all the students of the province, tribute students, supervisors, etc., who pass the examination, are allowed to take the examination, and those who pass the examination are "lifting people", and can enter Beijing in the spring of the following year to take the examination, even if they do not pass the examination, they also have the qualification to be officials.

Because he is about to become an official, Li Xin is quite confident. He saw that Ao Bai and the others were young and had an extraordinary temperament, thinking that they were also candidates, so he had the courage to speak, but he didn't expect that there were three brocade guards when he asked. And the prince was vaguely protected by the three people, he thought about it even more, thinking that the emperor was going out today, so he hurriedly bowed and said: "It turned out to be the three adults and the prince, it was rude." ”

Ao Bai smiled: "Just now we also said that Brother Li is good, maybe he is the son of an official eunuch, I don't know if he has a reputation?" ”

Li Xin saw that he didn't have the slightest fight, and he immediately had a good impression. Said: "I am not the son of an official eunuch, my family is in business, mainly opening coal mines and operating grain stores. I went to Beijing this time to take the entrance examination. ”

Now that Wei Zhongxian is still in power, there is no need for Li Xin to deny that he is Li Jingbai's son. The person in front of him must have nothing to do with Li Jingbai. Is it just a duplicate name? Ao Baileng paused for a moment, and was quickly relieved. History has already changed a lot, Wei Zhongxian can do good deeds, what else is impossible?

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