Among the people who came to participate in the poetry meeting, except for the two sisters Nan Baoyi and Nan Baozhu, everyone else had the idea of showing their talents.

As early as the day they received the post, they had already made the poem.

The young girls are fledgling and strong-blooded, and they all feel that they write the best, so everyone wants to perform in the finale, and they are humble and accept each other.

Nan Yan walked to the center of the hall and blessed her body with a smile: "Little girl Nan Yan, I am willing to throw bricks and lead jade and compose a poem for everyone." ”

Naturally, everyone couldn't ask for it.

The bead curtain rolled high, and fine snow fell outside the sky.

Nan Yan raised his chin slightly, and the lotus step moved lightly, elegant and dignified, "Ruixue is like light cotton, and the world is full of ......"

She was born charming and weak, and her voice was as sweet as kneading honey.

The young people in the hall looked appreciative.

A talented man shook the folding fan lightly and commented with a smile: "'Ruixue is like light cotton', this metaphor is good, vividly depicting the shape of snowflakes." The sentence "full of the world" fully writes the magnificent scene of the heavy snow in the world, wonderful, wonderful! ”

Nan Yan stood still by the window, stretched out his hand to touch the snow in the air, "I send a white head to you, and I will share more than a ...... with you"

The tail note trembled lightly, as if he couldn't suppress the surging love in his heart.

In the hall, talented and beautiful people who love wind and moon cheered one after another.

Nan Yan looked back, and his gaze fell on Cheng De very gently.

She stood by the window, a talented woman with a gentle and elegant bearing, and a pair of almond eyes but enthusiastic.

coincides with Cheng De's ideal image of a lady.

Cheng Dede took a sip of wine quietly.

Only such a well-informed woman is worthy of him......

Perhaps, he should ask his mother to come forward and help him change his relatives.

Although Nan Yan is just a maid, but now that she lives in Nanfu, she thinks it is the bloodline recognized by Nanfu.

In addition, she is deeply favored by Nanguang, so the benefits she brings to her family should be on a par with Nan Baoyi.

He thought about it, and smiled softly at the south rouge.

Nan Baoyi ate the fruit and observed the two with a smile.

They looked at each other affectionately, sparks were flying, it was really a concubine!

I just don't know, is there any interest in this concubine?

While she was pondering, she heard a talented man propose: "This poem of the Nan Yan girl is very well done, blending into the scene, which is convincing!" Since the girl from the Nan family has started, she will also ask the other two girls from the Nan family to compose poems, right? are all from the same house, and it is expected that the talents are comparable. ”

Others chimed in.

Cheng Dede said coldly: "My fiancée is clumsy by nature, and it is probably difficult for a strong man to ask her to write poems." ”

The talented man did not relent: "If she can't write poetry, what will she do when she comes to poetry?" Now that you're here, you should play by the rules! ”

Nan Yan said gently: "Jiaojiao, that day of the Flower Dynasty Festival, your piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are excellent, and it is not difficult for you to write poems and lyrics." It's better for you to make a song, so as not to lose the face of our family and Cheng Gongzi. ”

Nan Baoyi leaned on the circle chair casually.

She looked at Nan Yan, tilted her head and smiled: "Sister really wants to hear me compose poems?" ”

"Nature."

"I'm afraid I'll steal the limelight from my sister."

Nan Yan smiled.

She has lived in Nanfu for many days, how many catties and taels of Nanbaoyi, she still doesn't know?

She wrote the poem just now, and she didn't believe that Nan Baoyi could make it better!

The leader of this poetry meeting is her Nan Yan after all!

Thinking so, she said generously: "Sister, just play." If you do a good job, my face as a sister will also be bright, why did you steal the limelight? ”

"Since you have invited in every possible way, then you are welcome!"

Nan Baoyi got up with a smile.

She lifted her robe in a chic manner and stood by the window.

The snow is pure, the red robe is gorgeous, and the girl Danfeng's eyes are full of charm, and she is even more heroic than an ordinary little boy.

Just the posture and demeanor are already far superior to Nan Yan.

She waved her wide robe and said aloud:

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

"There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists. Regret the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, slightly lose the literary style; Tang Zong and Song Zu are slightly less coquettish. A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle. All the past, count the romantic characters, and look at the present! ”

Every time she pronounced a word, Nan Yan's face turned pale.

The slender hands squeezed into the palms of their palms, until the flesh and blood were blurred.

She had never heard of this song!

That's so well written!

Is it really made by Nan Baoyi?!

There was silence in the hall.

Everyone was immersed in the shock brought by this poem, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

The teenagers and girls almost subconsciously repeated:

"I want to be ...... higher than the heavenly test"

"There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists ......"

"Go to the past, count the romantic characters, and look at the present!"

"Good words, good words!"

"Wonderful!"

There are even hot-blooded teenagers who are moved to tears: "Proud of the group, dominating the world, ambitious, men in the world, as it should be!" ”

Cheng Dede stared at the girl by the window tightly, his eyes flashing with disbelief.

She had sent him so many letters, and her handwriting was ugly, and her words were so uninspiring that she knew at a glance that she was the daughter of a merchant who was covered in copper.

But why was she suddenly able to write such good poems?

Such poems, even if you look at the world, are unique!

And she stood by the window, with snow on her face, green silk and clouds, a thin waist and a hand, a peony red round neck and a missing robe lined with straight and slender legs, and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked when she laughed, very bright.

How could such a woman be a vulgar thing?

Could it be that everything she did before was all about trying to capture him?

This thought flashed through his mind, and Cheng De Mao was stunned.

Yes, she knew that her status was not worthy of him, so she used this roundabout and tactful way to attract his attention......

Nan Baoyi, really scheming!

It's just that she is young after all, and she doesn't look at how tall the Cheng family is, nor how many women he has seen, this kind of little trick will only increase his disgust.

He sneered and looked away indifferently.

Nan Baoyi held her little hands behind her back and was full of spirits: "What does my sister think?" ”

Nan Yan's smile stiffened.

She obviously hated it very much, but she could only praise it head-on: "Naturally, it is an excellent ......"

Nan Baoyi looked at Cheng German again, and said sweetly: "What does the Cheng family brother think?" ”

Cheng De said lightly: "It's okay." ”

"Okay?" Nan Baoyi raised his eyebrows, "Such a poem that has never been seen before or since, in the eyes of the Cheng family's elder brother, is it just acceptable?" ”

Ning Wanzhou knocked on the melon seeds and shouted: "Since Cheng Gongzi said that it is okay, it must be because he can make better poems." Come on, come on, Cheng Gongzi will come to a song for us! ”

Nan Baozhu held the melon and echoed loudly: "Yes, Cheng Gongzi, you have been studying in Chang'an for many years, and you must be talented, which also opened our eyes!" Let's have a song, let's have a song! ”

This pair of masters and servants sang and harmonized, which simply led the audience.

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