"Brother Xuan, isn't this bet a bit?" Zhang Xiaobai frowned, but halfway through his words, he heard Sun Haochi say, "No problem, but this bet is a little smaller, so let's do it, if I lose, I will hang the banner you just said on my body and parade on the street for three days, how about it?"

"No problem, it's the same if I lose. ”

"No, if Brother Xuan loses, he can only travel the streets for a day, but in addition, he must add the jade plate on his waist. ”

Xuantian took off the jade plaque and held it in his hand, and sneered, "Isn't it just a jade plaque, since Brother Su likes it, then it's decided." ”

The bet has been settled, and the three talents of the Xuan Netherworld plus Sun Haochi, who has just been in the limelight, came to Mrs. Wen together.

"Mrs. Wen, it's time to come up with the question, I made a bet with Su Shi today, and I will decide whether to win or lose with Mrs. three questions, and I will ask Mrs. to make the preliminary judgment later. ”

"Okay, then I'll start with the first question. Mrs. Wen nodded, and then walked forward alone, when she walked to the lotus pond, she leaned over and took a lotus flower from it, and then glanced at Sun Haochi intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "Just now, Su Gongzi wrote a poem with the theme of this flower, so why don't you use the lotus as the theme?"

Mrs. Wen came up with this question well, knowing that Sun Haochi had just made a poem with flowers, and now she was using lotus as the theme, showing that there was a deliberately difficult element in it, and she also knew that Xuantian was especially good at using flowers to compose poems.

"No problem. Sun Haochi didn't care at all, because ah, the poems in his head, especially about flowers, he could casually say more than a dozen poems.

"I'm okay too. "Xuantian is the best at using flowers to compose poems, so naturally he will not object.

As soon as Wen Dou's first question came out, the other talents around him also began to think about it, and after the time of more than a cup of tea, Xuantian had already thought about it.

"Madame, I'm all right. ”

As soon as Xuantian said this, he immediately shocked the audience.

"He is worthy of being one of the three great talents of the Xuan Netherworld, and he actually made a poem so quickly!"

"Yes, I think the one named Su Shi will definitely lose. ”

"Definitely, how can he compare to a genius genius. ”

For the praise of the people around him, Xuantian was very useful, and after clearing Qingsang, he read out the poems he had thought;

The flowers in the river in the lotus pond, who is white and holy, Mrs. Xuan Ming and the Chinese lady, are more flawless than the flower holy!

This sycophant poem made Sun Haochi have to admire, if he was asked to write instead of using the verses of the ancients, he really couldn't write this poem, and the poems of the ancients with lotus flowers as the theme could be better than this, and I really couldn't find much.

"Good poetry, really good poetry!"

"Xuan Gongzi is really outstanding. ”

Sun Haochi thought of a lot of poems, maybe better than Xuantian's, and thought about it for a long time before he came up with one. However, he didn't read it out immediately, but asked Mrs. Wen rhetorically, "Dare to ask Mrs. Wen, can you sing and dance?"

"The dancing skills are average, and the singing is okay. Mrs. Wen frowned slightly, "I don't know why Mr. Su asked?"

"It's nothing, it's just that Su's next poem, it must be matched with the singing voice to achieve the ideal artistic conception, since Mrs. is good at singing, please sing a song for Mrs. ”

"So that's the case, then I'll sing a song at random to match Su Gongzi. After Mrs. Wen finished speaking, she took a sip of the tea brought by the maid, and then began to sing.

Xuantian on the side had a disdainful expression on his face, glaring at Sun Haochi not far away, "Hmph, I want to see what tricks you can play." ”

Mrs. Wen's voice is very good, it sounds a bit out of the mud and not stained, very clear and translucent, just in line with the lotus that is out of the mud and not stained.

After Sun Hao listened to a few words, he shook his head like those literati and began to recite poems, he was coming, he was coming, he was reading!

"The lotus leaf skirt is planted, and the hibiscus opens to both sides of the face, and it is invisible. Sun Hao paused for a moment after reading these three lines of poetry, and then turned his back to Mrs. Wen and stretched out his hand to point behind him, pointing to Mrs. Wen who was singing, "When I heard the song, I felt that someone was coming." ”

After reading this poem, the people around him were completely silent, partly they were surprised that Sun Haochi's poem was very good, and partly because of the face of Xuantian, the son of the king of the county, they chose to be silent without compliments.

Some people are afraid of Xuantian's identity, but some people are not afraid, such as Tang Xuan, who has been giggling and giggling, he is an exception.

"Hahaha, hey, hey, Brother Su is really superior, this poem is titled to lotus, and Mrs.'s singing can better set off the artistic conception, it is really a good poem, a quatrain!"

"The lotus leaf skirt is planted, the hibiscus is open to both sides of the face, and I can't see it when I enter the pool, and I feel that someone is coming when I hear the song. Mrs. Wen read it softly and nodded approvingly, "Well, it is indeed a good poem." ”

"Mrs. Wen, please also judge the winner or loser. Xuantian said, glancing at Sun Haochi with his eyes.

The flowers in the river in the lotus pond, white and holy who and it, Mrs. Xuan Ming and the Chinese Lady, are more flawless than the flowers are holy.

Xuantian's poem has both artistic conception and neatness, but it is almost meaningless than Sun Haochi's poem in terms of artistic conception, but it is one point stronger than Sun Haochi's, that is, the explicit sycophant flavor in the poem.

Sun Haochi's poems also have the taste of sycophants, but they are not as obvious as Xuantian's, one of the two is clear-eyed, and the other is more obscure.

If these two poems really want to win or lose, it depends on whether Mrs. Wen likes more artistic conception or sycophants.

Mrs. Wen really can't say which one is better and which is worse now, after a moment of silence, she shook her head and brought a hint of apology on her face, "The poems of Su Gongzi and Xuan Gongzi are indistinguishable, and it is really difficult to judge, why don't you judge it by a draw?"

If you judge the winner or loser by the poem alone, it is obvious that Sun Hao is better, but Mrs. Wen seems to prefer Xuantian's sycophant poems, and the first question is determined by a draw.

Sun Hao didn't say much, he could see that this Mrs. Wen seemed to be biased towards Xuantian, but he was confident, confident that in the next two questions, he would find out the poems that Mrs. Wen couldn't find any fault, and then see how she judged.

"Hmph, you're just a fluke, I'll see how you win me. "Xuantian is still cheap, but I don't know if it weren't for Mrs. Wen's suspicion of Sun Hao's first poem before Chi, so she deliberately made it difficult, how could this question end in a draw.

Sun Haochi looked at Xuantian with an angry face, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "Alas, these two goods, do you really don't know whose poems are better? Or are they originally two fools?"

Mrs. Wen's next second question is very tricky, not about things but about people, and most of the people present also know this person, that is, Princess Yunshang of Huoyun Country.

In addition to the title of Princess Yunshang, this first question should also be related to this big country, and it is not an ordinary difficulty to praise the beauty and relate to the country.

"Hahaha, interesting, interesting. Sun Haochi laughed when he heard the question, and he smiled very happily, but in Xuantian's eyes, it was as if he was telling him that I had won.

"Don't be complacent, see how you're going to make a fool of yourself. ”

Sun Haochi shook his head, took out his pipe from the storage ring and filled it with a bag of cigarettes, then lit it and took a puff, and deliberately spit the cigarette in Xuantian's face.

"Ahem......" Xuantian was suddenly choked enough, took a few steps back, pointed at Sun Haochi's nose and scolded, "You are sick!"

"I smoked my cigarette, and it drifted to you with the wind, and I didn't mean to. Sun Hao smiled and stretched out his hand flat, "By the way, you're really right, I'm really sick, but do you have medicine?" After speaking, the cigarette was spit out in the direction where Xuantian was, intentionally or unintentionally.

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