"Sister Qing'er, Sister Qing'er" Wen Yue gave Li Qingshuang a look, Li Qingshuang understood, and gently scratched Murong Wanqing, Murong Wanqing was suddenly startled, but no one saw it when she covered it up in an instant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Murong Wanqing glared at Li Qingshuang, "Look for death, Nizi, I'll see how I clean you up."

Li Qingshuang pouted, "It's none of my business, it's Sister Yue'er."

Murong Wanqing looked at Wen Yue at this time, only to see her looking at herself with a smile on her face, "Sister Qing'er, compared to this is the son who wrote poems to you."

When Bai Zai heard it, sure enough, this Wenyue was going to do something, he glanced at Murong Wanqing, but saw that she was secretly looking at this Glenvier, Bai Zai suddenly understood something, compared to that time when he was scared by Glenvier, he may be a Glenvier is his little girlfriend or something, no wonder he didn't dare to talk to me for so long.

Bai Zai lightly touched Murong Wanqing and motioned to her, and Murong Wanqing replied, "Well, yes, this is Bai Zai Bai Gongzi, and it was he who corrected the shortcomings in my piano, so I have a lot of fate with Bai Gongzi."

"Bai Gongzi is talented, that little sister also asked Bai Gongzi to compose a poem for me, otherwise the little sister won't let the son leave today."

If you don't let me leave, what else can you do? Bai Ya complained in his heart, but he was naturally not afraid of such a thing as composing poetry.

"The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, the head of the mantis is like a moth eyebrows, the smile is clever, and the eyes are beautiful.

After Bai Zai finished chanting, Wen Yue's face was slightly red, she had never been praised so much, in this world where swords are respected, the development of their love of literature is very difficult, if it weren't for the fact that she is the daughter of a big family, and she has been familiar with the third princess and Murong Wanqing since she was a child, I am afraid that she will not be able to do it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet first, and listen to me read the poems made by this white white boy just now."

Wen Yue read her poem with emotion, although she praised herself, but when she recited the poem, she was very generous, and she was not shy at all.

When Wen Yue finished reading, she remembered a cheer, "This poem describes Miss Wen Yue's beauty is really appropriate, Bai Gongzi is talented, and Xiaosheng admires it."

Many people in the audience silently memorized this poem, and the good sentences written here will definitely be able to be written and spoken in the future.

"This poem is copied, he can't have such a literary style"

After all, this poem is really good, but it is not made by them, and it is also a poem of praise for the show girl Wenyue, if Wenyue is moved by him, then they will feel very pity.

Bai Zai was also strange, who said that he was the one who copied it, he laughed when he saw it, "Isn't this Li Gongzi, what's the matter with your arm and leg?"

Bai Zai thought about it for a while, his last blow was indeed very hard, it couldn't be his own hit, right? The beam was bigger, and he touched his chin, "Let's see."

If she wants to say that this poem is copied, she doesn't believe it, because if such a good poem is made, it will definitely be circulated, how can it be that she has not heard of it until now.

It's just that Bai Ya also appeared suddenly, and she has never heard of such a talented person in the empire.

"Li Gongzi, you said that Bai Gongzi's poems were copied, but there is evidence? The poems are good poems, the slave family has never heard them, if you can't produce evidence, then you can't prove that Bai Gongzi plagiarized"

Speaking above, Wen Yue is still a little protective of Bai Ya, after all, Bai Ya is also the person her good sister likes, and she must not let Bai Ya lose face at the poetry meeting.

"This ..... Miss Wenyue, I can't come up with evidence, it's just that this person is the waste Bai Zai of the Bai family, the famous 5-year-old genius Bai Zai of the Bai family in Yumenguan, and the waste Bai Zai who didn't have any strength for a long time after that, how could he make such good verses"

Murong Wanqing also sent someone to check Bai Zai's origin, but she didn't get any useful news, but she saw that the Bai family said that her young master ran away from home, and she was skeptical, but then dispelled this idea, that Bai Zai, the waste of the Bai family, has not been able to practice since he was 5 years old, and his strength has stopped at the level of swordsman and cannot be further advanced by half a step.

"Are you saying that Bai Gongzi is the Bai of the Bai family.....?

Wen Yue glanced at Bai Zai in a little panic, and the third princess looked at this Bai Zai in disbelief, although the name was a little familiar, but Wen Yue didn't expect it to be the waste young master of the Bai family.

"Yue'er, are you okay, what's wrong" Murong Wanqing saw Wen Yue looking at Bai Ya with a confused expression and asked.

It's just that Wen Yue didn't like to talk about it, and shook her head, "Li Gongzi, you said that this Bai Gongzi is the Bai family's Bai Gongzi, so what, even if you say that the Bai family's cultivation is not good, it doesn't prove that he can't make such good poems, right?"

This world has always been respected by martial arts, don't look at their group of seemingly scholars, who came to participate in the poetry meeting, everyone sitting here has a pretty good swordsmanship cultivation.

If you can't use force, you will be bullied and discriminated against, so Li Yuanshan will talk about this matter and mention it, but he doesn't want to think that Bai Ya has already defeated him even if he only has a sword shape at that time, but he has always thought that he is careless and underestimates the enemy.

"This ......" Li Yuanshan looked embarrassed at this time, and suddenly remembered that the Li family was the eldest and youngest of the Li family, as the son of the Li family, he must maintain the face of the Li family.

"Big brother, it's this person who sneak attacked me and beat me like this, you must avenge me"

Li Yuanshan's words had some effect, although it made him feel ashamed, but Li Qingfeng couldn't ignore it.

"Brother Qingfeng, it seems that your brother won't give you peace of mind," Xiao Jiangchen, the eldest junior of the Xiao family, was just made fun of, so naturally he would not miss this opportunity to fight back.

Li Qingfeng snorted coldly, but this is a poetry meeting, whether it is Wenyue or the third princess, he is not easy to offend.

"In Xia Li Qingfeng, since you can make such beautiful verses, and think that your literary talent is also transcendent, then I want to compare with you, I don't know how to dare?"

Li Qingfeng closed the folding fan in his hand, in fact, it was already winter, although there were many heaters in the room, and as a cultivator, he would not feel too cold, but it was definitely not hot enough to use the folding fan.

Bai Zai pouted, since you want to pretend to be forced, the master will accompany you.

"Okay, since Li Gongzi is so Yaxing, he can't shirk it, poetry, songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you can pick and choose, and those who come will not refuse!"