After a while, Qi Wang Meng Yeqi also came out, plus Fu Liu, and the four of them sat around and ate together. Princess Fengming of the White Maple of Fengming Kingdom suddenly had an idea again, and said loudly: "There's nothing fun just about eating. Do you think this is good, let's compete to compose poems while eating. Lose and talk about people, if you want to drink this big bowl of mung bean soup in one go, how about it, dare you compare? Yun Qingyi and Qi King Meng Yeqian glanced at each other and said, "Dare is daring, but this big bowl of mung bean soup is not necessary." It's too much, and it's not good to drink. ”

"There's nothing bad about it, it's fun to have a punishment. By the way, this girl, what about you? Princess Fengming of Fengming Kingdom glanced at Fuliu and asked casually. Fuliu suddenly felt innocent, she was just reluctant to Yun Qingyi's food, so she came out, she really didn't want to provoke anyone. But it looks like I've been provoked. Fuliu smiled innocently, and then said: "You can do anything, you just decide, I have no opinion." Princess Fengming of Fengming Country immediately clapped her hands and said: "Okay, then press mine, let's compose poems in a competition, lose and chat with people, and drink this big bowl of mung bean soup in one go." Since I proposed it, I'll come first. Listen well, the spring is silent and the trickle is a trickle, the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the sunshine, the lotus shows the sharp corners, and there are dragonflies standing on their heads. Well, I'm pretty talented. I want to make a poem about Xia, after all, it's summer. ”

"Okay, I'll do it too. The sun never dawns, and the heat poisons my intestines. The wind blows my clothes. Hao out of the moon, the lush forest extends the light. The bitter nights of midsummer are short, and the opening is slightly cool. The void sees the subtlety, and the feather worm also flies. No matter how big or small, it is adaptable. Remembering Billhogos, guarding the frontier in poor years. He washed himself and looked at each other with heat. Unexpectedly, the noise was heard in all directions. Although the bruises are body, it is better to return to the hometown early. The north city is sad, and the stork crane is flying. The situation is tired and tired, and the intense thinking is healthy. Well, I'm pretty good, too. Yun Qingyi, I know, this is your absolute realm, and I am ready to listen to your masterpieces. Qi King Meng Yeqian smiled, he knew that Yun Qingyi was the best at these poems and songs.

Yun Qingyi first excused herself, but when she saw that she couldn't excuse herself, she shouted softly: "I'll just do the last song casually, talk about my heart, and everyone will listen to it." The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the pond moon gradually rises in the east. Radiate the sunset cool, open and open. The lotus wind sends the fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops are clear. If you want to play the piano, you hate ignorance. I feel nostalgic for the old people, and I dream of working in the middle of the night. ”

"How can there be no bosom friend appreciation, you play the piano, I will always listen." Qi King Meng Yeqi was like this, and immediately looked at Yun Qingyi with scorching music. Yun Qingyi was a little embarrassed, don't look over, say to Fuliu, it's your turn to Fuliu.

Fuliu nodded, quickly swallowed the food, took a sip of tea, and then said, "Okay, I'll have a song too."

Mengxia is full of things, and it is good for a while. Elk is happy in the deep forest, and insects and snakes like abundant grass. Birds love dense leaves, and the scales are happy with new algae. and omissions, and I am alone. One body is at the end, and the flesh and blood are far away. There are no people in the old country, and the dust is vast. What is the benefit of worrying, only self-labor. It's better to let go of your body and mind and let it be created. Xunyang has a lot of wine, which can make the cup not dry. The fish is as cheap as mud, and there is no early moxibustion. Towards the temple of Iiyama, the island in the lake at dusk. Why go back to your hometown, you can grow old forever. Hehe, have I passed the level, if I do, I want to eat. ”

Princess Fengming of Fengming Kingdom elbowed Yun Qingyi, and then asked, "Yun Qingyi, is there any bad past for this Fuliu." Flesh and blood separation or something, her parents are fine. Yun Qingyi looked at Princess Fengming of Fengming Country and said with a smile: "It's all in the past, Fuliu's father and mother have passed away." However, just like her, why go back to your hometown, you can die old. It doesn't matter how it used to be, it's all about being happy now, you're right. ”

Princess Fengming of Fengming Country nodded, and then said, "It's so fast, it's my turn again." I haven't eaten much yet. Okay, listen, my new hymn is out. Jiangnan Mengxia, Ci bamboo shoots such as weaving. The mirage is the pavilion, and the frog is the orchestra. Wow wow wow, I wrote so well, I was moved by myself. Yun Qingyi shook her head, and said in her heart that Princess Bai Feng Fengming of the Fengming Kingdom and Meng Yeqi, the King of Qi, really have the same effect, at least, they are extremely narcissistic, and they always write how well they write.

Qi King Meng Yeqi looked at Princess Fengming of Fengming Kingdom, and looked at Princess Fengming with some disdain, "You know what it means to do a good job, let me tell you what good poetry is." Listen up. The green trees are thick and the summer days are long, and the buildings are reflected in the pond. The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the shelves are full of roses. Well, your poetry is not good. As soon as my poetry comes out, your poetry can only squat on the side. Yun Qingyi, what do you think of my poem, I have been thinking about it for a long time before I remembered a good poem, isn't it very good. Yun Qingyi nodded, extremely sincere, not only very good, but also good at home. Okay, I'll do a song too. The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers are sparse and the white cauliflower is thin. No one has ever fallen on the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.

As soon as Yun Qingyi's poem came out, Qi King Meng Yeqi immediately stopped chattering, and lowered his head: "Sure enough, the Buddha is one foot tall and the demon is one foot tall, I think I am a genius, but in front of you, I can only become the second." Your poetry is good, higher than mine. Fuliu, don't eat it, it's your turn. ”

Fuliu blinked innocently, and then said: "If you don't want to be so fast, don't your talents be so agile." People can't eat well now, and they have almost become specialized in poetry. Eh, okay, I've got a good poem. Fuliu put down his chopsticks and shook his head: "After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is not the same as the four seasons." The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. Hehe, seeing the lotus flowers in our yard, blooming so beautifully, people can't help but feel refreshed. Since ancient times, the lotus Wei gentleman has come out of the mud without staining, and the ripples are clear but not demonic, he is really a gentleman in flowers. ”

Princess Fengming of Fengming Kingdom glanced at the three of them, and said in her heart that these three skirts were not dry rice, and there was a little ink in her stomach, so she couldn't help it: "You guys are okay, seeing that you are okay, I will give you a punctual one." I can tell you, my poem is so punctual that no one else can do it. Listen up. The black clouds turned over the ink and did not cover the mountains, and the white rain jumped into the boat. The wind blows and blows away, and the water under the lake is like that. How about it, are you calm, do you want to admit that I'm the first? ”

"This poem is really good, Princess Fengming of Fengming Country, you are really great." The first to praise was Yun Qingyi, and it could be seen that she liked this song very much. Yun Qingyi glanced at Qi King Meng Yeqi, and found that he was still looking down and thinking, so he immediately said: "Since I have already spoken, then the following poem, I will do it first, and I will forget it for a while." The breeze is powerless to slaughter the heat, and the sunset flies up the mountain with wings. People are already afraid of the exhaustion of rivers and seas, so don't they hesitate to do it? There is snow in Kunlun, and Penglai is often cold. If you can't carry it down, why can't you bear to swim in the meantime? ”

As soon as Yun Qingyi's poem came out, Princess Fengming of Fengming Country was immediately unexpected. Damn, that's tall enough. I even want to carry it down to escape the heat, and if I can't take it down to escape the heat, I'd rather not go to the summer. High, really high. Ordinary people can't think of it. Thinking of this, Princess Fengming of Fengming Kingdom said to Yun Qingyi: "Okay, I don't accept the two of them, but you and I am convinced." This guy is really tall. Standing tall, the intention is also high, and it deserves to be the first in the next. ”

Yun Qingyi shook his head, and said in his heart, the next big happiness is not to be the first. Therefore, she does not need such a title. I couldn't help but glance at King Meng Yeqi worriedly, and found that his brows had been stretched, so he asked with a smile: "King Meng Yeqi of Qi, how is it, has the poem come out?" We three weak women are waiting to hear your masterpiece. ”