Father said: "What kind of words can Hua Yun excite you so that you can't hold back?" Or do you have the heart to be in the limelight. Hua Yun is a teenager, and he does not appear once or twice at various banquets. If she was a rude and domineering county lord, I was afraid that the notoriety would have spread long ago. But in fact, there is no bad news outside, which shows that she is not a wicked person. Today's targeting of you is most likely the result of your disrespect to the crown princess last time. ”

Zhen Zhen was told by her father that she had no power to fight back, and her father was right and she could accept it.

The father said: "In order to be in the limelight, put yourself in a desperate situation!" Don't talk about your ability to recite poetry in the future. When others invite you, you have to make your resignation. If you really can't, you can choose one of your dozen poems today. You'll bite to death, and you'll have to point out a few poems from a few masters, and that's it. Otherwise, you won't. ”

"Daddy! Younger sister! Haoxiong's voice came from outside the study, and then his tall figure entered the room, looking dusty, and there was sweat on his forehead.

"Second brother!"

"Today is not Mu Xiu, why do you have to go home in a hurry?" Father asked.

Haoxiong said: "I was driven back by the people of Taixue." I heard that my sister made a few wonderful poems in the Lu Guogong Mansion today, and the messenger said a few words sporadically, and everyone couldn't enjoy listening to it, so they rushed me back to ask for the poems. Haoxiong picked up the cup on the table and took several sips of tea.

Zhen Zhen glanced at his father and didn't dare to agree.

Haoxiong still said excitedly: "I heard that the song "Plum Blossom" was written on the painting, and everyone could see it, so they could remember it. There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. This poem seems to praise flowers, but in fact it writes about people, encouraging people to be like plum blossoms that are not afraid of the cold and are not afraid of difficulties. What a poem! ”

The father asked quietly, "Did you still hear what people outside said?"

Haoxiong smiled: "Of course, I feel that I am so lucky, I have a talented female sister!"

Zhen Zhen asked in a low voice, "Did anyone tell you who wrote this poem?"

Haoxiong said: "Indeed, there are rumors that you said that you did not write these poems. None of the poets you're talking about are well-known. I'm not in a hurry to come back and ask what's going on. In the past two years, I have been away from home a lot, but you have learned so many things quietly. It's unexpected. ”

My father said matter-of-factly: "When your sister was a child in Dazhou, a few of my poetry friends came to visit, and she heard some poems and wrote them down. When I was a child, I didn't know the meaning of these verses, and after not mentioning them for a long time, I slowly forgot them. She thought about it in a hurry today, and just read it out to make up the number. Some of these poets have passed away, some have returned to their hometowns, and some have no contact, which is a pity. ”

Hiroo said, "Oh, I see. It doesn't matter if it's not your sister's poem. If you hadn't read these good poems today, I'm afraid they would have been buried. ”

Chapter 285: Unexpected Transformation

Zhen Cheng glanced at Haoxiong dissatisfiedly, how could Haoxiong only care about the poem itself, and didn't care who wrote it.

Zhen Zhen understood his father's painstaking efforts, so he said: "It's not appropriate for me to show off this other person's poem today, if I take it for myself and let others mistakenly think that I wrote it, wouldn't it be a deception to the world and steal my name?"

"This ......" Haoxiong didn't expect his sister to be so harsh on himself, he was a little embarrassed for a while, but he was reluctant to give up, "There are so many good poems, if no one knows, what a pity!" Dad, don't you say? ”

Zhen Cheng's mind has been on Zhen Zhen's "fake", I didn't think about how good those poems were, I just listened to Haoxiong's recitation of "Plum Blossoms", at first I heard it, it was plain, but after thinking about it carefully, it had a deep meaning, and I couldn't help but be moved. It's just that I said it so decisively before, and now I can't open my mouth anyway.

"Brother, please spare me. I'm afraid of being scolded to death. Zhen Zhen said.

"Not really, not really. The original author of those poems knew that his poems were being recited and did not know how happy he was. You've done a great thing. Haoxiong continued to persuade, "Otherwise, you can write it out and show me, I will never say that you wrote it, and I will not spread it, this is always okay, right?" Dad, you see this is about to be spring, I spent a night on these poems, but also want to understand some truth from the master's writing. ”

Zhen Cheng got up, walked to the door, turned his back to the brother and sister and said sharply: "Just write in this house, you can't take it out of the house." Do you hear that? ”

"Yes! Father! The brother and sister agreed.

Zhen Cheng opened the door and left the study.

Haoxiong saw that his father acquiesced, and hurriedly laid out the paper and ink.

Zhen Zhen said: "I'll read it, and you will write it." Well, this paper can't be taken out of the house. ”

"Okay, okay!" Haoxiong agreed repeatedly, just like a gluttony saw the food, and the martial idiot got the boxing book, this literati met a good poem, and it was impossible to let it go.

Zhen Zhen memorized the poems he had read during the day again. Haoxiong sighed as he wrote: "Wonderful! Wonderful! If you can get a good poem to circulate in this life, it will not be wasted. ”

Zhen Zhen was afraid that Haoxiong would dig into the origin of these poems, so he left after reading them, and Haoxiong waved his hand without raising his head, which was regarded as a send-off.

After Zhen Cheng left, he felt unsteady in his heart, worried that his daughter, who was not afraid of the earth and the earth, would come up with something again, and after leaving for a long time, he turned back again. I just saw Zhen Zhen walking out of the study.

Is that all right?

Zhen Cheng returned to the study suspiciously, only to see Haoxiong shaking his head and reading poetry, very engaged. When Haoxiong saw his father, he hurriedly handed over a manuscript of poetry: "Dad, look! It's really a good poem! ”

Zhen Cheng raised his eyes to look at his son, and then read the manuscript of the poem. Who knew it was out of control! I read all the more than a dozen poems in one go, and I still can't get enough: "This is the poem your sister just read?"

"Yes! Father. It's all a masterpiece! Haoxiong couldn't help but admire.

"Oh my God! Where the hell did she come from? Zhen Cheng couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice!

"Huh? Dad, what do you say? Haoxiong didn't hear clearly, and asked.

"Nothing." Zhen Cheng covered up the past, and then told Haoxiong not to spread the word.

The next day, Haoxiong went back to Taixue, and the poem manuscript was indeed still in the study, but he had already memorized it in his mind, and it was the same whether he took it or not.

Back in Taixue, Haoxiong couldn't resist the encirclement and interception of others, and wrote three poems for the "readers".

The more Zhen Zhen wanted to deal with it in a low-key manner, the more it backfired.

Caixia suddenly came to report and said, "The county lord is here!" Huayun is here! ”

This...... Endless knocks on the door?

Zhen Zhen frowned and went to the main hall to meet people.

When Hua Yun saw her, he stood up first and said hello: "Miss Zhen."

Zhen Zhen hurriedly saluted: "Say hello to the county lord."

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