Dongfang Yu's explanation was extremely in place, the ninth princess held her cheek with one hand, and her eyes kept flowing on the body of Xiao Yao and Qian. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The third princess and the sixth princess were amazed again, they already believed that Dongfang Yu could indeed export the chapter. The evaluation itself is like a poem. In particular, the sentence "The Son of Heaven can't get on the boat" has an excellent artistic conception, which is exactly the same as the peach blossom poem.

Even Xiao Yao and Xiao Yao were a little moved, in the eyes of their brother, are they too good?

He subconsciously glanced into the air, as if he was looking for the moon during the day. But he seemed to really see it, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. In the starry sky, the moon is indeed outstanding, very different from the stars.

The little crow grinned, he was too good, as long as there was wine, the Son of Heaven would not be able to get on the boat, haha.

Time seemed to freeze for more than ten minutes, and the third princess was afraid of disappointing the young handsome man in the seat, so she smiled and said: "Okay, Xiao Jiu, this issue is discussed here, it's time for everyone to present poems, right? I think you must have prepared a lot of good works, so let's start." ”

The embarrassing atmosphere on the platform was finally temporarily eased, and there were many Chinese martial arts people, and many of them were the sons of national literary leaders, such as the son of the crown prince Fu Jinkai and the son of Xu Zhongzhi, the servant of the ministry.

These are all famous families, and they have specially prepared a few poems for their subordinates before, carefully selected and brought them, fantasizing about being a blockbuster in front of the three princesses and pouring their hearts.

So, all the noble sons, you sang and I appeared, or I was frustrated, or impassioned, admiring and touting Qi Fei, slave face and kneeling color.

Dongfang Yu secretly tasted and commented, and felt that there were many excellent works among them, especially in terms of battles and words, and he did his best to show off his glamorous abilities, and he had used all the good words in the world.

The third princess chewed on the prosperity in the poem with great satisfaction, and her face was intoxicated, which made the princes feel a sense of accomplishment.

The sixth princess was still lukewarm, and she couldn't see her true intentions.

is still the ninth princess, with a pure heart and a rich expression. However, Dongfang Yu could feel that it was a deep disappointment.

The third princess was afraid that she would sweep everyone's interest, so she hurriedly prompted: "Xiao Jiu, you see how well your sons' poems are done, which one do you like the most?"

The Ninth Princess thought about it seriously and replied, "These poems are excellent, and they can even be compared to the poems of the adults of this dynasty. ”

The third princess smiled, her sister was finally not too capricious, and what she said was quite decent.

I didn't want the Ninth Princess to change her words, and said: "But I think there is some rotten breath in it, it is too old and has no fresh meaning." This reminds me of the peach blossom poem that just appeared not long ago, the words of this poem are not too glamorous and too dangerous, but it is full of true feelings, wild and elegant, flying and jumping, like a clear stream in the poetry world. ”

Dongfang Yu felt that there were countless burning eyes looking at him now, if his eyes could kill, he would be Ling Chi.

If Dongfang Yu was not a martial idiot, he would definitely have the feeling of meeting a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers now. I have to say that although the ninth princess is young, she is extremely high in poetry.

She has her own standards and does not want to be in the company of the world.

Perhaps because of the prototype of the main body of the Peach Blossom Nunnery, Xiao Yao and Qian actually had a good impression of the Ninth Princess.

Compared with the three princesses, the three princesses are a little too stable and more accidental. The six princesses are too high and difficult to approach, and only the ninth princess is affectionate and sexual, which makes people willing to get close.

Ma Yanran, the second son of Youcheng, suddenly stood up and waved her hand to the Ninth Princess: "The Ninth Princess's evaluation is pertinent. I admit that I pondered this poem at home for several days, and then reviewed it by all the ministers in the family, and it was indeed too sleek. ”

He changed his words and said to Dongfang Yu: "Since the master of the Peach Blossom Nunnery is here in person, naturally he can't prevaricate with the poems that have already been done." Today's Xiaoyu Feifei, let this spring be more delicate, let's ask the owner of the Peach Blossom Nunnery to make a poem for the occasion. ”

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they immediately understood what he was thinking. I think that "Peach Blossom Nunnery Fu" must be a work that has been tempered for thousands of years, and I don't know how long it took to write, so let him write the poem on the spot, I am afraid that it will be exposed immediately.

So, everyone coaxed: "Yes, let the master of the Peach Blossom Nunnery make a song of spring flowers in the rain." ”

Dongfang Yu's eyes were a little evasive, he lowered his head and looked for a bowl of wine on the table, and drank it slowly, as if he was meditating.

The ninth princess actually wanted to answer a long time ago, but seeing that he was drinking at this time, she had to wait.

In the midst of everyone's attention, he drank this bowl of wine for ten minutes, which made these sons so angry that they grinded their teeth, and they all had the heart to kill.

finally finished drinking a bowl of wine, but Xiao Yao likes others to drink the most, especially the eldest brother, who is not good at drinking, so he immediately filled it for him.

This time, Dongfang Yu didn't wait for the ninth princess to speak, and in the surprised and contemptuous eyes of everyone, he stood up with a wine bowl, turned around and walked to the platform by himself, looked at the scenery outside the stage, and paced slowly.

The ninth princess's heart is like hitting a deer, she is very excited, the master of the Peach Blossom Nunnery is really going to write poems on the spot.

Everyone pouted, they had all read the peach blossom poem, the level was too high, and they wanted to make another poem of the same level, dreaming!

Yan Yulou directly mocked: "Pretend! continue to pretend, I'll see what broken poems he can make for a while." ”

Han Dong immediately agreed: "I've seen someone pretending, I've never seen someone pretending to be so careless, I wonder, how can he step down later?"

At this time, a gust of wind hit, and the light rain outside suddenly became a little heavier. The rain hits the plantains, the leaves rustle, and the red rises and falls.

Dongfang Yu seemed to have a sudden inspiration, raised his head and drank all the bowls of wine, shook his head, turned around and strode to the middle of the field, threw the wine bowl to the duckling, he bowed his hand to the three princesses, and drank loudly:

Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not groan and walk slowly.

Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?

The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes.

Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine.

"Earn!"

With a crisp sound, the smoke cage water cui flute that the third princess had been fiddling with actually fell under the table, she put her skirt to cover it, and picked it up in person, but I don't know if it was broken.

However, this did not attract everyone's attention at all, whether it was the other two princesses or the sons in the field, they were all shocked by this poem, and even the sound of breathing suddenly disappeared.

Dongfang Yu was secretly proud in his heart, but fortunately he immediately remembered Su Shi's small song "Fixing the Storm", otherwise it would really be possible to appear foreign.

"Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses", which seems to return to the artistic conception of "the dust of the car and the horse are expensive, and the wine cup is poor and the branches are poor". And "a cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng", is it similar to "only sit in front of the flowers when you wake up, and come to sleep with flowers when you are drunk"?

Poetry is the voice of the heart.

The two poems resonated with each other.

Especially the last sentence "There is no wind and rain and no sunshine", a pun, is it really ruthless?

The ninth princess turned out of the seat in a daze, learned the salute just now, and solemnly thanked Dongfang Yu: "Thank you, sir, don't listen to the sound of Lin beating the leaves, why not chant and walk slowly, bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses...... Is this really the work of man? How did the gentleman condense this spirit-like verse from this tranquil landscape?"

Dongfang Yu smiled, and in the shock of the crowd almost spurting blood, Yun said lightly: "Your Royal Highness Princess, wonderful poems are like stars in the sky, there are already them, I just pick them occasionally." After all, it's a good idea. ”

The Ninth Princess said stupidly: "As long as there is a spirit in the heart, can you really pick such a good poem from the sky?"

Dongfang Yu smiled and said: "Your Highness, in fact, I made two songs just now, but I just chose a good one for you, and the other one can just explain the beauty of this heart." ”

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

There are several wonderful sons who have been secretly injured, and they almost vomit blood.

For the first time, the eyes of the six princesses were like stars rising and falling in the sea, just like a crystal palace.

Dongfang Yu groaned slowly:

Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building and the east of Guitang.

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of wisdom in the heart.