66 Poetry

Being watched by everyone's complicated gaze, Yan Huanlin patted his clothes indifferently and said, "Who called me unlucky, I bumped into a pot of tea and asked Miaomiao to accompany me to change my clothes." ”

Chen Mingxu was concerned when he heard this: "Are you hurt?" Which hairy maid is so careless, I will punish her well! ”

His words made all the maids look worried and frightened, even if they didn't make a mistake.

"No, I hit it myself."

Yan Huanlin shook his head, showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled, "Chen Gongzi, if you want to punish me, you shouldn't have bumped into your family's tea." ”

And these cousins and cousins, he knows what he thinks.

"Cousin is right, by the way, you went to that room to change clothes? Why didn't you send someone to lead the way? ”

Chen Mingxu asked with a smile, "It's really amazing to ask my cousin to go with you." ”

"It's okay, I'm familiar with the Hou Mansion, I'm not seeing the outside," when my grandmother was still there, could he not be familiar with it in three days? "Oh, I see, I'm too invisible, and I should let your family follow me wherever I go."

Although I don't know why Chen Mingxu took the initiative to come up and talk, he asked openly and secretly what he wanted to try, anyway, he wouldn't follow his thoughts.

was choked by Yan Huanlin's words one after another, Chen Mingxu's face was difficult to look at with the naked eye, but before he could speak, Chen Anran didn't know when he came over.

"Big brother, second cousin, Hanqing's poem has been written, let's take a look at it together."

Chen Anran called the two of them, but his eyes frequently threw towards Yan Huanlin, others said that Yan Dagongzi, how heroic the little prince is, is a good son-in-law, she doesn't think so.

The second cousin looks like he is in the wind, not as cold as the eldest cousin, and they all say that the second cousin is not stingy, but he has not met anyone who can control him, and he still smiled at himself! The second cousin is clearly a good person!

"Well, I've always liked to write poetry!"

Yan Huanlin opened his eyes and said nonsense, tilted his head towards Yan Zhulin, and followed Chen Anran to read and write poems, ignoring Chen Mingxu directly.

With the addition of Yan Huanlin, the crowd suddenly became more lively, and others were afraid that they would not be able to cope with the many showy girls, but he was still proud, and he considered himself the most suave and hot young talent in Beijing.

Oh, and the little grandfather Qin who once threatened to rival his wealth on the top floor of Qinghua Tower, the cheekiness and arrogance of the two can probably be compared.

"Warm days and sunny days are waiting for a little spring. Harmony and spirit. The Lingtai rests for a thousand years, and there is no dust in the Danzao. Shou Pengzu, Shou Guangcheng. Huayang Immortal is this body. At night, Yinhan is as clear as washing, and the old man is seen in the Antarctic star. ”

Hanqing's poem was entitled "Offering Life", and after it was made, it was presented to Mrs. Hou of Yongning for tasting, and it was seen that Mrs. Hou also liked it very much, and read it out on the spot.

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

Little Grandpa Qin said to Yan Huanlin.

Yan Huanlin asked casually, "Do you still know poetry?" ”

"I don't understand, do you understand?"

Yan Huanlin waved his hand again and again, "Who knows poetry among ordinary generals!" "I am not ashamed of my lack of learning.

"That's right, an ordinary grandfather like me doesn't know poetry."

"Aha......"

The two looked at each other and smiled, quite proud.

Of course, not all of the people present were people like the two who had no poetic talent, and they all began to appreciate the poems, which were nothing more than borrowing poems to praise people and the like.