Hua Shenguang was secretly happy in his heart, of course you can't find it, in the end I brought out the Son of Heaven, let you choose one of the two, you have to obediently choose not to know how to count this, even if my logical thinking is wrong and problematic, under the pressure of the word "Son of Heaven", I am afraid you don't have the heart to think about anything else!

Yang Yun was still at a loss on the spot, as if he was still counting the Falling Hua Shenguang just now, and wanted to see him make a fool of himself, why did he become illiterate now?

After a while, Hua Shenguang shook his fan and said: "Since everyone has no opinion, then agree that Yang Gongzi is illiterate?" Yang Gongzi didn't speak, indicating that he himself agreed, everyone saw Yang Gongzi's face was blue, and the fat on his face kept beating, he must have regretted it, regretting why he didn't study hard at the beginning and make progress every day!"

"As the saying goes, the prodigal son does not change his money, as long as Yang Gongzi starts to study seriously from now on, he will still be able to count the number of people in the future, people, as long as he knows his shortcomings, he can change it!" Hua Shenguang educated his students like a teacher, and finally patted Yang Yun on the shoulder with concern, and the action was clearly expressed: "It's good to repent, you will definitely do it in the future!"

After speaking, Yang Yun in the field turned around and smiled at Sun Yueqing, and blinked twice. Of course, these actions were all seen by another handsome son, he was the young master of the Ministry of Command's clever family, Gao Sheng!

There was silence for a while, until the Snow Princess burst out laughing, and then there was a sound as if she had knocked over a honeycomb.

Yang Yun's face turned blue first, then his face turned red, and then his face turned black, like someone holding a paintbrush to paint on his face, after painting back and forth, alternating vertically and horizontally many times, he finally couldn't help it, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell down!

Fortunately, Liu Boxiang took a step and caught Yang Yun with both hands. Liu Bosheng is the son of Liu Yuanwai, a wealthy man in Shangjing, and he has dealings with princes and nobles, officials, and generals on weekdays, and has an excellent relationship! He is also a well-known figure in Shangjing.

Hua Shenguang felt that a cold killing intent came over, and Liu Boxian clenched his hands into fists, as if he was about to act.

"It seems that this Liu Bosheng and Yang Yun have a good relationship, they must have the power to trade for money, change the Japanese young master to dig up some insiders, enough for the two of you to drink a pot!" Hua Shenguang thought in his heart, in the face of Liu Bosheng's killing intent, he was not afraid! This is the Drunken Flower Building, and anyone who has made a move here will die in various ways in the end!

Not only was he not afraid, Hua Shenguang was also shocked: "Yang Gongzi actually fainted for not knowing how to count, and vomited blood, it seems that Yang Gongzi's remorse is indeed deep to the viscera, Liu Gongzi, you don't send Yang Gongzi to the doctor, staring at me, I can't heal, I can only write poetry!"

"Hua Shenguang, you wait!" Liu Bosheng squeezed out six words, picked up Yang Yun and walked downstairs, Yang Yun's fat body was like nothing in his hands, which showed the power of the four layers of the body.

"Liu Gongzi, you are threatening me, everyone has seen it, I worked hard to make Yang Gongzi find out that he was wrong, not only did he not get praise, but someone threatened me, everyone knows that I don't know martial arts, I have no power to restrain the chicken, in case there is a three long and two short in the future, everyone will be the master for me!" Hearing Hua Shenguang's almost crying, Liu Bosheng's feet slipped and almost fell on the stairs, he didn't look back, and walked out of the drunken flower building quickly.

The organizers of this poetry meeting are gone, and the poetry meeting is naturally very cold. At this time, Gao Sheng stood up, gently straightened his clothes, and said: "Since Yang Gongzi invited Hua Gongzi to come over and pay tribute to him, presumably Hua Gongzi's poems are very good, so it is better to make a poem, let me and others learn from it, and make progress together!"

"This kid is so handsome, what a little white face that fascinates people! No wonder Sun Yueqing cares about him so much. Hua Shenguang sighed in his heart, this Gao Sheng was hostile to him, naturally because of Sun Yueqing, and he was hostile to any man related to Sun Yueqing. And he is more insidious, Hua Shenguang is even thinking that if it weren't for the dissolution of his marriage with Sun Yueqing, then Gao Sheng would not specify what means to use against him.

As soon as Yang Yun left, Gao Sheng said that Yang Yun wanted Hua Shenguang to present poems, which not only avoided the trap of language, but now Hua Shenguang's poems are not for everyone to admire, but for reference, and at the same time to achieve the goal of making Hua Shenguang ugly.

Who let Hua Shenguang not know how to compose poems, and dare to call Sun Yueqing so kindly, how can the word Yueqing be called by ordinary people, then only he can call it!

"Gao Gongzi is polite, since everyone is so Yaxing, there are three beautiful and talented women present, and Yueqing, my fiancée!" Hua Shenguang deliberately aggravated his tone, so angry that Sun Yueqing had a murderous gaze again.

Gao Sheng gave Sun Yueqing a look, signaling her to be calm and not impatient, and see how this scumbag writes poems and looks foreign.

"I heard that there was a great poet in this dynasty, who became a poem in five steps, and then Ben Gongzi became a poem in seven steps, why? Because Ben Gongzi is the grandson of that great poet, and there is a difference of two generations, so naturally he has to take two more steps than him!"

Everyone laughed for a while, Hua Shenguang disagreed, smiled lightly, flicked his sleeves, closed the fan, held it in his right hand and kept beating it on the palm of his left hand, and his head was still slowly turning, as if he was brewing a superb sentence.

"There are people who don't know how to count, and they don't divide into two, three, five;

There are eight catties of meat on the head, and there are no books in the heart;

suddenly got a point, regretting not learning from the beginning;

When you wake up, remember to pay homage to me!"

After reading the poem, it is exactly seven steps, no more, no less, word for word!

Seeing that everyone didn't react, Hua Shenguang laughed to himself: "Haha, good poems, really good poems, everyone is happy today, in order to make such a good poem, I must write it in big characters when I go back, frame it with gold edges, and hang it in the study! Oh, no, I can't hang it in the study, I should give this poem to Yang Gongzi, so as to live up to his heart of inviting me out of the mountain and offering poetry to him!"

This time, all the sons laughed, and Gao Sheng was no exception, he arched his hand and said: "Hua Gongzi is really talented, seven steps into poetry, admire! Admire! Hahahaha!"

Hua Shen knew what he said, but he was still very happy and said: "It's really an honor for Hua to be appreciated by Gao Gongzi! Gao Gongzi admires, I don't know if everyone admires it?" Hua Shenguang asked the others shamelessly.

Everyone else said with a playful smile: "Admire!" Only the three talented women forcibly held back their laughter, maintaining a superficial reserve.

These people say they admire, but in fact, at this time, they are simply playing Hua Shenguang as a monkey, what kind of poem is this, just a few sentences, Hua Shenguang is simply losing the face of Washington!

I think that Hua Xingwen was in the palace and other countries to make a poem, five steps to one, five in a row, the first classic, to make the dumbfounded, these poems are now widely circulated throughout the Daping country. And Hua Shenguang's poem, the level is really hard to say, this level is also compared with Hua Xingwen's five-step poem, that must have damaged his grandfather's face! The goal of everyone has been achieved, of course, they smiled happily.

Hua Shenguang thought: "Anyway, this son is famous, what does it matter if I send you a poem again, at least this poem scolded Yang Yun, and let you all remember, you should be stupid, this son is treating you as a fool, the good show is still to come!"