"There are fewer than a thousand cups of wine for a confidant, and there is no speculation for more than half a sentence," when you meet a confidant at the wine table, even if you drink a thousand glasses of wine, it is too little.

They had different hearts, they couldn't get along, and no matter how much wine they drank, they didn't help, and these two sentences alone completely surpassed the other verses on paper.

A real finishing touch.

The rest of the people are after contemplation, their eyes are shining, this is poetry, the atmosphere can be compared to the style of those poems in today's "Confucianism and Taoism", this fair-faced 'son' seems to have studied the essence of the poems of "Confucianism and Taoism" in depth.

Zhu Wen smiled, since she recognized it as Her Royal Highness the little princess, she was sure that this was definitely not done by the princess, this kind of charm, if there were no decades of sinking, it would not be possible, not to mention, with such a feeling, it must be perennial on the wine field.

Does the princess drink? Or is it the feeling of being drunk all the time?

Isn't that?

In the entire B-shaped No. 7 building, in addition to her, there are two other people, a chubby young man, although he is wearing Confucian clothes, he looks like that, but the more deliberate, it is not like it, but the fat man's body and the pig demon in the cage still have a fight.

Then, only the other teenager who kept staring at the pig demon was left.

This person was a little thin, and even a little personable, without saying a word, but the whole person standing at the railing gave people the feeling that it was full of an indescribable charm, as if, as if it seemed out of place with all the people in the field.

Who is he? Could it be some prince in the palace?

Everyone knows that His Majesty now has several sons, who rarely show up outside, and each has its own tasks, because once others are targeted, such as the demon clan, if the threat is made at that time, whether you exchange or not, it will be a loss of face for the royal family.

And Her Royal Highness the princess, who is dressed as a man, seems to be very intimate with the young man, so I think it should be.

At this time, after some comment, everyone admitted that the poem was better than the previous ones, and began to applaud and cheer.

After all, everyone in this circle is literati, and good poetry is a pleasure for them, rather than someone who makes something better than themselves and resents them.

The aristocratic circle must have their aristocratic connotation, not to mention, there are many authors of different stages.

"If you have no opinion, in the title of "Wine", Lao Yu announced that the son of Building No. 7 has won the first place." Zhu Wendao.

"No, no, this one is a classic, how can there be an opinion."

"I also think that it is extremely incisive, and I admire it."

"I suddenly wanted to write this poem into the new room that I had recently prepared, and I will have to ask if I can read it later."

"Hurry up and draw the next question, this one is not done, and I will be watching the next one."

"Can you do it?"

…………

Everyone talked about it, and after confirming that there was no opinion, Zhu Wen announced that the first place belonged to Xia Zhilan.

Xia Zhilan happily pulled Song Ren's arm and jumped and jumped, it turned out that being a literati, especially a high-profile literati, was like this, and it was not the same as when making music.

After all, on this continent, music games and so on are just small paths, and what really is still the spiritual book that occupies eighty percent of the entire Heavenly Dao Network.

This is the world of the literati.

"The next draw is about twilight, let's start preparing." Zhu Wen opened the note and said.

Everyone began to ponder, and the scenery that came out at dusk was more of a description of a person's state of mind and views on the impermanence of the world, both encouraging and lonely.

Soon, someone made it.

"But the sunset is infinitely good, why bother with melancholy approaching dusk."

"Okay, this sentence is very good, I also feel and send a sentence: Mo flowers bloom like jade, the autumn wind enters the arms and looks forward to the gathering, the sunset shines on the passers-by busy, and the carriages and horses are full of anxiety."

"Incisive, Brother Wang is amazing, he really deserves to be a writer who can write high-quality works, and the virtuous brother admires it."

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Everyone began to publish the poems they came up with, and Xia Zhilan, who had already tasted the sweetness, hurriedly looked at Song Ren.

Song Ren didn't expect that there was still some ink in the stomachs of this group of sons, but he underestimated it, and after a slight groan, Xia Zhilan hurriedly came over with a slightly red face, and nodded silently.

Ke Pang on the side looked at the two as if they were whispering, and suddenly regretted it, he knew that he should have come out before, and now it is estimated that Lan Lan will hate himself.

Xia Zhilan spoke:

A glass of new lyrics,

Last year's weather old pavilion,

When does the sun set?

Helplessly, the flowers fell,

Déjà vu Yan returns.

The small garden incense path wanders alone.

Everyone was shocked again, and it was connected to the topic of the previous 'wine', and the artistic conception of dusk was written, which was quite lonely, beautiful, and really good.

Zhu Wen looked at Song Ren, then looked at Xia Zhilan, nodded in praise, and after asking everyone if they had any opinions, he announced that this round was still Xia Zhilan's first place.

"Next is about plum blossoms," Zhu said.

Xia Zhilan:

Mei Xue did not refuse to descend in the spring, and the pen fee of the Sao Ren Pavilion was commented.

The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance.

"Okay, if you don't have an opinion, the first place in this round is still the son of Building No. 7."

"Next is the topic of spring rain."

Xia Zhilan:

The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none.

It is the most beneficial spring of the year, and it is absolutely better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital.

"Okay, if you don't have an opinion, the first place in this round is still the son of Building No. 7."

"There's a new topic, for the winter scene."

Xia Zhilan:

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear. Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

"A poem about guarding the borders of my Terrans."

Xia Zhilan:

Grape wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa immediately urge. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times.

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The focus of the field has already become Xia Zhilan, and now every topic that comes out has been won by her, I don't know, I thought that the referee Zhu Wen was biased, but these beautiful poems are the best choice in terms of speed and artistic conception, and I can't find any fault.

In our circle, when did such a genius appear, how could I have never seen it before, but as Xia Zhilan kept speaking, some people slowly recognized it, but they didn't dare to say it.

Even if you know some things, you can't say it explicitly, if something happens to this aunt and grandmother is arrested by the demon clan in the future, then you declare her identity in public, and there is reason to suspect that this matter has something to do with you, and even involves the entire family.

In the entire dynasty, there is only this one female dependent in the next generation, and the old and new emperors don't know how much to love.

Every time Xia Zhilan said one, in the face of the praise of a group of literati, the more joyful she became, and the more she looked at Song Ren, the more she admired it in her heart.

Then he compared with Ke Fat, who was smirking next to him, it was like a heaven and an earth.

"What are you laughing at?" Xia Zhilan Road.

"I'm not smiling, I'm happy if you're happy." Ke Fat said.

Look, can you compare.