"The warm wind smokes the tourists drunk, and Hangzhou is Bianzhou. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Good!"

The old man clapped his hands and shouted: "What a good building outside the mountain, layered in, the artistic conception is extraordinary, but the last sentence only treats Hangzhou as Bianzhou, I don't know how to understand?"

"I'm afraid it's a sentence copied from nowhere, it's just far-fetched!" Governor Jiang said sourly.

Fang Haoran ignored it, raised his head and took another big sip of wine, took a step forward, and continued: "In ancient times, the West Lake pillowed lotus pond, and the wind passed and hesitated to brew incense. The Lingbo fairy is drunk, and the brocade is scattered and timid. ”

Hiss......

Everyone was completely shocked, this moment was to make three poems, and each of them was a good poem, it was a miracle!

But that's not all.

Fang Haoran continued to walk, taking a big sip of wine with every step, and chanting a poem with every sip of wine:

"I met in a dream at West Lake......

“...... Report to the West Lake Fengyue knows. ”

“...... Bode Qiantang Shiqing Lake. ”

“...... West Lake is a small family after all. ”

......

One poem at a time, plus the first four, Fang Haoran has written eight poems in such a while, each of which depicts the West Lake, and it is rare that each of them is a good poem.

When did it become so easy to compose poetry? Good poetry can also pop out of mouth like talking?

The venue was silent, and everyone looked at Fang Haoran stupidly, so shocked that they didn't have time to come back to their senses.

Fang Haoran walked around, and then returned to Su Qingyi from the beginning.

Su Qingyi stared at Fang Haoran with beautiful eyes, shining, and looked at Fang Haoran deeply, as if he wanted to see him through.

"Sister Su, I'll also send you a poem......"

Fang Haoran's body swayed, the spirit of wine came to his heart, his eyes became blurred, his voice seemed to be singing, and he said: "The beautiful scenery of the West Lake is in June, and the drizzle is like wine and willows. ”

Everyone was silent, these two sentences were bland, far worse than the poems just now, but with the experience just now, no one dared to jump out in a hurry to refute, maybe Fang Hao was hiding any good sentences!

Sure enough, Fang Haoran continued: "There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, but it is difficult to hold hands on the other side. Ten years of repair can be crossed in the same boat, and a hundred years of repair can be slept together. If there is a thousand years of creation, the white head is concentric in front of you. ”

"Fate to meet thousands of miles ......"

Su Qingyi's beautiful eyes were shining, and he looked at Fang Haoran stupidly, the voice in his mouth was difficult for outsiders to hear, and he muttered to himself: "Qingqiu Country is thousands of miles here, but could that person be you?"

"This poem is not only written about the West Lake, but also about love, and the love word is written to the extreme, and this poem should be ranked first in the world as soon as it comes out!" someone praised.

Fang Haoran took a big drink from the pot, drank the wine in the pot in one go, and threw the pot at the feet of Jiang Zhifu at will, and with a "dang" sound, it was like a slap in the face of Jiang Zhifu, making his face pale.

Fang Haoran was drunk, and laughed presumptuously: "Master Jiang, why is it difficult to become a poem in seven steps?"

Why is it so difficult?

This sentence was like a drum beating into Jiang Zhifu's heart, making his face pale uncontrollably. He wanted to refute it, but Fang Haoran shattered his belief with real actions.

"If you can become a poet in seven steps, then I want to become a poet in one step and one poem?"

Fang Haoran laughed, his eyes swept around, everyone lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at him, even Liu Ruming gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, and couldn't find a reason to refute at this time.

Su Qingyi felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, smiled slightly, like a spring breeze, instantly dissolved the stagnant atmosphere, and said with a smile: "Who wins and who loses, I don't need to say more, please ask the prince to announce the result!"

Everyone also came back to their senses and nodded one after another, the poetry meeting has become Fang Haoran's special session by this time, and it is meaningless to compare, it is better to announce the victory as soon as possible, everyone is good to go out and go boating on the lake to play, otherwise it will be too shocking to stay with Fang Haoran again.

King Jiangyin wanted to chop Fang Haoran in his heart at this time, but the emperor's mental technique he had learned told him that it was the most correct decision to win over Fang Haoran at this time.

The king of Jiangyin stood up, stroked his hands and laughed, and said, "Wonderful, today's poetry meeting is really wonderful." Fang Gongzi is really a scholar, and this book will be rewarded to you!"

The maid respectfully held the word and came to Fang Haoran, looking at Fang Haoran with adoring eyes.

The talented man is romantic, and the girl is also pregnant, not to mention this maid, after today's events are spread, Fang Haoran will definitely become the most popular son-in-law candidate in Qiantang Mansion.

Fang Haoran did not take the calligraphy and painting in a hurry, but looked at the King of Jiangyin meaningfully, and sneered: "Reward, why do I need you to give it?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Everyone felt that Fang Haoran was too arrogant, and he didn't even accept the reward from the King of Jiangyin. You must know that for ordinary people, it is a great honor, and he has such an attitude.

Fang Haoran sneered and was silent. The word reward is the use of subordinates, if you take it today, wouldn't you admit that you are willing to become the other party's subordinates?

"Presumptuous, the prince rewarded you, that is your blessing. Governor Jiang said angrily.

"It's okay, young man, it's normal to be arrogant!" King Jiangyin waved his hand and pretended not to care, but looking at the sinister look in his eyes, he knew that he had already held a grudge against Fang Haoran.

Everyone shook their heads and sighed slightly, they all felt that Fang Haoran had lost a great opportunity. If it is put under the command of the king of Jiangyin, it will definitely be able to rise to prominence in the future.

"Lord Wang, Fang Gongzi is drunk, I'll send him back first. ”

Su Qingyi was afraid that Fang Haoran would say something shocking, so he hurriedly helped Fang Haoran to walk out.

King Jiangyin looked at the intimate backs of the two, waved his sleeves and snorted coldly, his face full of frost.

"This son has only learned people, but it's a pity that he is too arrogant. ”

"Yes, it doesn't match morality, maybe it's just another Jiang Lang. ”

"The old man doesn't see it that way, even if he is arrogant, he must be supported by talent, otherwise why don't you dare to be arrogant?

"If you are so frivolous and don't understand the world, even if you have a little talent, it will definitely be difficult to make a difference!" Governor Jiang sneered.

Fang Haoran was walking to the door, and when he heard these words, he suddenly laughed loudly and said: "Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can I be a Penghao person." ”

The old man clapped his hands and praised: "Fang Haoran wrote nine good poems in one step and one pot of wine today, plus the last sentence, he is definitely worthy of the title of madman in the poem!"

"Poetry Maniac!"

Everyone looked at each other and smacked their tongues secretly.

There were poets in the past, and now there are poets, although everyone doesn't think that Fang Haoran can compare to poets, but with this title, he can definitely be famous all over the world.

Liu Ruming stared at Fang Haoran's distant back, gritted his teeth and said: "I don't believe it, I don't believe that you are comparable to my teacher, my teacher will also come to Qiantang at the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I will definitely trample you under my feet when the time comes......"