"I think everyone already knows the rules of our Liulan Poetry Club, if you don't know it yet, you can look at the hanging on that wall." The consul's lady raised her hand to the rules hanging on the wall.

Long before the poetry meeting, the Fenggetsu Pavilion had already been promoted, and the method used was naturally a leaflet. This kind of advertising method is not new, it is not what Li Qing thought, but it was already there.

"I know, I know, when will it start? Ben Gongzi can't wait! ”

"yes, yes! Feng Sanniang, when will it come out? Master, I'm here for her. ”

As soon as the consul finished speaking, there was a commotion below.

"Oh, my lords! Don't be in a hurry, you have to follow the rules, since everyone is ready, then we are about to start the topic, and the winner Sanniang will meet in person. The old bustard painted a lot of heavy makeup, twisted his waist and came out of the upstairs room in a charming way, and this old bustard is dark green, dark green looks cold and lonely on weekdays, but I didn't expect this side to have it, which really shocked Li Qing.

Li Qing watched the dark green performance playfully.

"Girls, let's go." Dark Green raised his handkerchief, and immediately two young ladies put down the scroll in their hands, and one end of the scroll spread out from the air and drooped downward, revealing its true face of Lushan.

I saw that it was written: "On the freedom here, only talk about the present day, sigh the long song I am in you." ”

"You are famous and brilliant, you will be able to make a poem in seven steps, and the scenery will become a poem, judge each other, and choose the best?" The dark green and red lips are hooked, and the eyes are like starlight, charming and detached.

"Seven steps into poetry, this is what my generation is good at! It's too simple, today this Feng Sanniang is the one I see. Hai Ruhe crossed his waist with one hand and said with a proud face.

"Brother Hai, you can't talk nonsense, I see that Bachelor Su is not here, if Bachelor Su is here, the mathematics you said will definitely be the first to stand up and disagree." Others laughed.

"Writing poetry is naturally simple, but it is not easy to surpass others, I Guanhai brother recently advocated the style of poetry and literature Wei and Jin, I don't know what wonderful sentences there are?"

Hairu Daodao: "Don't compare me with Master Su, that's what everyone in my sea worships, that's not a person, that's a god!" ”

"Hahaha!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Fengyue Pavilion burst into a crazy laugh as if a madhouse was in a meeting. Mr. Su was a true literati in the world, and the object of worship of most literati in Tianqi. He single-handedly created a prosperous era in the Tianqi literary world, and his achievements are comparable to Li Du.

"Alright! Please show your powers! Dark Green was afraid that if it continued like this, the scene would become more and more uncontrollable, and it would backfire, so he immediately stopped it.

"Okay, since that's all said, it's better for someone from my sea to come first!" Hairu River walked to the center, making a thoughtful appearance as he walked. "Ah, there it is!"

Hai Ruhe coughed a few times and cleared his throat.

Everyone was looking forward to it, especially his friends, who were thinking about what kind of good sentence it should be. Hairuhe's family is knowledgeable, is a descendant of the Hai family in Shandong, the grandson of the Hai scholar who has begged for bones, grew up in Shangjing when he was a child, likes to make friends with literati and scholars, of course, he is also close to the true character of men, and likes to visit flower buildings.

His temperament is destined to be the opposite of Feng Sanniang, so he will come to today's poetry meeting.

Li Qing took a fancy to him, naturally because of the arrogance of the children of the family cultivated by his background. What kind of sparks will be rubbed between him and Zhuang Hansheng?

Yun Ji wants to use the way of others to govern others, how easy is it to say? The emperor must be a human spirit, and Yun Ji's rank is not enough to see. So there is a need for a scapegoat, and Hai Ruhe is the obvious choice. After the fact, there will be no damage to his future, but Zhuang Hansheng and the henchmen behind him can't say clearly.

Yun Ji is so smart, he will definitely be able to take advantage of one or two.

Li Qing was watching a good show upstairs, and Yun Ji and a few of his senior brothers were also watching a good show in the corner.

"The flowers are full of flowers in the west building, the moon is full of pools, the spring shadow is wet across the curtains, and the yellow warbler has not arrived at his prophet, stealing the fragrant flowers as eyes." After Hairuhe finished speaking, he smiled proudly.

"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

"What a stealing fragrance for eyes! It's so vivid and relevant! ”

……

It has been praised as always, and Hairuhe is smiling brighter! Look at who else is there today? Who can fight him?

"Come and listen to my sentence, there are more flowers and moons, hugging fragrant sleep jade immortals!" A man in white stood out of the encirclement and knocked on the folding fan to grab the road.

"Cut, you have two sentences, and other people's four lines of poetry, how do you compare?" The man on the side retorted.

"This?" The man in white was speechless for a while, but after a moment, he straightened his chest and said, "Could it be that the words are not worth his four sentences?" ”

"Yo, it's up to you? An immortal, tell me, who is the immortal? Is it you, dressed in white, that is you? ”

"Yes! Who is the immortal? ”

"Of course it's the three ladies! The treasure of this Fengyue Pavilion, Feng Sanniang. The man in white tugged at the collar that had just been crumpled due to panic, and continued: "I think my two sentences are much better than those four sentences just now!" The artistic conception is more distant and vivid. ”

"Don't argue, master...... Friends have better! Lei Teng scolded loudly, so that the worsening situation was alleviated.

Zhuang Hansheng stepped forward and said: "You are ugly, this poem has four sentences, the willow waist is not bound by the spring, and the wind turns back to the butterfly dance." Dancing through Yizhou, I can't help it, and the flowers are flying in front of the basket, and I give it to the three ladies, what do you think? Zhuang Hansheng blinked his eyes and looked at everyone with expectant eyes.

"Good, good!"

"Zhuang Gongzi's poem is indeed better than the first two, whether it is the battle or the artistic conception to be conveyed, it is better."

"That's right, I have already written down Zhuang Gongzi's poem, and I will go back to publicize it to Gongzi."

Lei Teng didn't expect Zhuang Hansheng to really have two brushes, which frightened people.

"How? Brother Hai, could there be anything better than this? I have someone to accompany you to the end! Zhuang Hansheng clasped his hands on his chest, and he didn't even want to open his favorite artifact, the fan, he and Hairuhe were a pair of opponents, and they had the feeling of being both Yu and He Shengliang.

"The fish has taken the bait!" Yun Ji and Guan Shangxuan sat on the chair, watching the tearing scene intently, Yun Ji even wanted to hug a sweet melon to quench his thirst, and by the way, he was a melon-eating crowd.

"Adapt to the situation, just pull it up." Guan Shangxuan knew Yun Jisheng's integrity, and he was still a little worried, worried that Yun Ji would release him.

"Heh, it's Brother Zhuang, why are you everywhere! I see that Brother Zhuang is cork falling into the water - floating, I don't know where my level is, but Brother Zhuang wants to play, and someone in the sea must accompany him to the end. Hairuhe said through gritted teeth. He and Zhuang Hansheng have been on the same page for a long time, from Zhuang Hansheng to the literary world, the teacher pulled, pulled me, but I still have to watch.