The cool wind, from the surface of the pool, followed the fingers of the blue-robed Xiao Langjun, pounced on Liu Nong, raising his crown belt. Once again, all eyes were on here.

Liu Nong was in the eyes of everyone, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, he brushed the hem of his robe coiled, bowed his head slightly to Mrs. Wei, and wanted to get up. sighed secretly in his heart: Alas, Wang Xizhi, Wang Xizhi, you are Yu Su, I am the head of the tiger, everyone even has a nickname, why is it too anxious to fry each other.

Wang Xizhi, the word Yi is less, and his nickname is Yu.

Director Wang looked at Xiao Langjun on the opposite side of the pool, dressed in a moon-white kudzu robe, clear and dusty, his eyes were like black beads, and he was sitting upright, not startled or sluggish, and he was quite full of spirit. When I looked at the nephew on my side again, I suddenly felt that the two of them were like lotus flowers blooming together, one was a white lotus and the other was a green lotus.

Xi Jian glanced at Wang Dao's expression, and when he saw that he wanted to ask, he smiled and told Liu Nong about it. The voice was slender, like a stream of water, Director Wang nodded slowly, and said secretly in his heart: Uncle Wei has not arrived, but Mrs. Wei has come, and it cannot be said that Wei deliberately neglected me. Today, I want to be my king, raise my voice and collect the heart of the Northland family, this Wei family is the pillar of the Northland family, and it should not be ignored. Anyway, if this Liu Xiaolangjun really has merit, what if he is given a scholar status? Everything, big things are important!

Since October, he has deliberately pressed a few children of the great families of the North to not be evaluated, just to wait for today.

Now that he had made up his mind, he smiled at his nephew and asked, "Yu Su, how do you know that little Langjun is younger than you?" ”

The green-robed Xiao Langjun replied: "Young and old, you can say a word. His voice was crisp and diffuse, but his eyes kept chasing Liu Nong.

Exactly, the audience is full of green faces, just his two little boys, of course, they have to fight each other.

"Oh......"

Director Wang smiled, glanced at Xi Jian, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, please ask the little Langjun opposite, how old is Yixu?" ”

"Honorable? Can the kid ......" Liu Nong wanted to get up, but Mrs. Wei didn't make a sound, and he really couldn't grasp her temperament, so he had to ask again.

Mrs. Wei still didn't answer, but the corners of her mouth were slanted, and she looked at Zhu Tao with horizontal eyebrows. Zhu Tao seemed to have figured out her mind, stood up and looked at the stone of the opposite pool, and said with a smile: "Prince, I have a good poem, and I want to borrow the prince and all the elegant people to comment on it, I don't know if I can offer it first, so as to consult the wine!" ”

Jiangdong Zhu is also the object that Wang Dao is trying to win over, but he has not yet been able to get it.

Seeing him come out, Director Wang stroked his palms and smiled: "Since Churen has a good poem, why don't you give it quickly, do you have to hide it and plant it under the plum tree again?" ”

When the crowd heard this, they burst into laughter.

Zhu Tao loves Mei and once got a poem when he was young. I felt that this poem was the best I had ever written, and I wanted to find a place to treasure it. Hidden in all places, on the beams, under the bed, and in the deep cabinets, I always felt that it was still inappropriate. Finally, I saw Lao Mei in the courtyard, stretching out the branches to the sky, like a palm, wanting to ask for the poem manuscript in his hand. He was overjoyed, so he ordered the poem to be planted under the plum tree, and then a blanket was spread on it, and it was lingered on it all day long.

"Hey, hey!"

Zhu Tao smiled, as if the laughter had not been heard, he stood tall and walked out of the towel seat, walked to the edge of the pool, and said loudly to the autumn water full of the pool: "This body is in the ice and snow forest, and it is not mixed with peach and plum; Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered. ”

His voice was loud and strong, although he was not Luo Shengyong, he had the momentum of Hong Zhong Dalu. Hearing Liu Nong's embarrassment, he was also emotional: worthy of Zhu Yiyang, the future captain of the Western Barbarians and the history of Yizhou's assassination. The founding of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and even Wang Dun's rebellion, there were dozens of large and small wars, and almost all of them had him.

The sound chased the surface of the water, just as the wind rose and wrinkled, and it swung out in a circle. The children of the Mantan family are all won by their poems, their momentum, and their voices.

Heng Yi got up suddenly, crossed his waist and asked, "But Yiyang Zhu Jia'er?" ”

The Yiyang Zhu clan and the Jiangdong Zhu clan are separated by two places and branch from the same sect, but they have had contacts with each other since the Han Dynasty. Zhu Tao has followed his father since he was a child, crossed the Yangtze River to avoid the rebellion of the Eight Kings, and lived in the Zhu family in Jiangdong.

Zhu Tao stepped forward and replied, "Exactly! ”

Then he seemed to realize that he was a little too much, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Mrs. Wei's long eyelashes fluttering, and her eyes were a little unkind. Hurriedly made a joke, smiled awkwardly, and asked loudly: "What is this poem?" ”

"Wonderful!"

Heng Yi is also a romantic figure, first for Zhu Tao's voice, and then at this time he thought about poetry, clapped his hands and praised. He started the way, and the people in the pool also shook their heads and chanted, and the praise was endless.

After Wang Dao and Xi Jian carefully tasted and commented, they said with a smile: "This poem has an excellent idea, although it is full of ice and snow, how do you know that the universe is hidden, and when the wind rises, there will be thousands of miles of fragrance." Well, Gong Xi, how many products can be evaluated? ”

Xi Jian said: "If you talk about words, it can be a second product, and if you talk about rhyme, it should be a product." ”

Director Wang also nodded yes.

Zhu Tao laughed, took another step, the clogs almost wanted to wade into the water, and Linfeng smiled: "Prince, Duke Xi, do you know who wrote this poem?" ”

Wang Daoqi said: "Oh, isn't it a virgin? ”

Zhu Tao shook his head slowly, and with the suspicious eyes of the audience, he walked in front of the Wei family's disciples, helped the little Langjun who was pressing his knees and frowning, and walked out hand in hand. Before he reached the waterhole, he himself turned into the case and drank bitterly. The look between the eyebrows is quite complacent.

Could it be him? How could such a child make such a poem?

Quiet! Then there was an uproar, no one dared to believe it!

When this buzzing ant sounded, Liu Nong was no longer embarrassed, and stood on the side of the autumn pool, one in the autumn wind and in the robe, and the other with eyes like knives. small green crown, moonlight robe; The clear water is as deep as a lake, and the eye sockets of the little Langjun are the same, unfathomable. The blue jade on his waist dances with his robe; Jade, smoke and shine, just this landscape, falling into the dust.

I don't know who it is, so I exclaimed: "This is the fairy of the gods, we are filthy!" ”

Hearing this, the corners of Mrs. Wei's mouth finally showed a slight smile. And Director Wang and Xi Jian's complexions are also different, and the green-robed little Langjun has eyes that are blazing and shining.

Xi Jian said again: "Mao Hong knows, who is the person who flies on the cliff?" ”

Director Wang smiled: "This is it!" ”

"Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

At this moment, a cold voice came out of the water, and a person walked out of the deep willow, waving a white-haired deer into everyone's field of vision.

Sure enough, it's a small-bellied chicken intestine character, so I can't help but come out! Liu Nong's face did not change, but he smiled coldly in his heart, turning sideways slightly, but to see what he would say. Be a man and act, do something, do something! At this point, anyone who tried to stand in his way would draw his sword and stand up.

Yu Liang clasped his hands together on the white-haired deer, arched his hand towards the boulder, and then swept the deer, and said lazily: "As far as I know, this Xiaolangjun is the grandson of Liu Ling of the Bamboo Forest. Liu Ling has been a good drinker all her life, and all her children are stupid, and her children are stupid, how can her children be so open. Didn't you copy the work of a certain great sage and name it for grandstanding? ”

This is a heart-wrenching statement, if he is confirmed, Liu Nong is such a character. Such a virtue is a loss, and it is categorically impossible to enter the hall of elegance, and Hugh said that the scholar clan is not even the poor family of the Shu clan.

Mrs. Wei was furious, looked sideways, and Wei Tong on her side was really not in her position, and in the depths of the willow forest, a corner of the robe appeared, and someone was shocked, who was not Wei Tong. Scolded: "Idiot! He made a sword for another! ”

Director Wang frowned and looked at Liu Nong, and everyone was also shocked. It was very quiet all around, and you could vaguely hear the slightest autumn wind floating and sweeping, and even the sound of the swimming fish in the pool through the water seemed to be in the ears.

Rather bully the gentleman, don't mess with the villain!

Liu Nong's chest is secretly angry, at this time, no one can help him, Qing is the only way to clear himself, how can he rely on people for everything. Straighten the crown, take a step forward, and want to make a sound.

Xi Jian said loudly: "I also have a poem to share with you. ”

When he said this, he suddenly broke the ice, the atmosphere eased, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably. Director Wang had a deep hidden heart, and he didn't want to be disappointed by this matter, so he hurriedly smiled: "Miaoyan, if you can get the poetry of Gong Xi, everyone present is a blessed person!" ”

Xi Jian is different from others, he holds military power, guards dangerous places, and is not lazy in Jiangdong, he is a hot figure. Even Sima Rui treated him like an elder, and he tried his best to win him over. How dare these Nantou families slack off, and they have spoken out one after another.

Xi Jian stood up, swayed to the tip of the boulder, and faced Liu Nonongnong from afar. took a deep look, and saw that although Liu Nong was in a critical situation, he was not frightened or afraid, and his face was high-spirited. I was very happy in my heart, and my face was full of smiles, facing the pond wind, and I said: "Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky; The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship. ”

He is Luo Shengyong, the words are like muffled drums, and the ang is like ice. As soon as the poem ended, he stood on the stone with his hands in his hands, looked at Liu Nong and smiled without saying a word.

"Wonderful!"

Director Wang praised the case, stood up, and said loudly: "Gong Xi's poem is wonderful, its meaning is like vicissitudes, its spirit is like a trance, and every word and sentence is really a good couple." Wonderful! ”

Xi Jian turned around and said with a smile: "Mao Hong knows, who wrote this poem?" ”

"Huh?"

Director Wang squinted, leaned back slightly, looked at the smile in his eyes, was suddenly startled, and blurted out: "No, is it this Liu Xiaolangjun again?" ”

Seeing Xi Jian's smile, he stroked his palms and sighed: "It's strange, these two poems, the style of poetry is the same." Well, the sentence is deeply splendid, this son is not ordinary. ”

Having said this, he came out of the case, made a place with Xi Jian, and said to Liu Nong at the end of the pond: "Since Gong Xi has justified your name, you should be as clear as Yubaier." Such a good son, how can you not appreciate it! I know everything about you, and after the collection is distributed, I will be with Mr. Maoyi. ”

Liu Nong took a deep breath, bowed and saluted, "Liu Nong, thank you." Then he bowed deeply to Xi Jian for a small half a moment, and then bowed to each of the four sides of the pond, and then retreated silently, not glancing at Yu Liang, as if he ignored it.

When he retreated, he heard Director Wang's loud voice: "Poetry, a product!" ”

Yu Liang's face was slightly red, he shook his head and left, waiting to go to a no-man's land, and stared at Liu Nong fiercely.

As soon as Liu Nong sat down behind the case, Zhu Tao came over and said, "Tiger head, you need to be careful, that guy is not a good person at first glance." You are now showing off in the forest, and it is common sense to be jealous. This kind of person ......, if he sees it in the future, he can avoid it, and he doesn't have to see it in general! ”

Liu Nong's heart was full of warmth, he lowered his head on his knees, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you Zhu Fujun, Liu Nong is young, and his behavior is inappropriate, which provokes him to be evil, and he is only worried in his heart, and he should be cautious in the future." ”

As he spoke, he bowed deeply to Mrs. Wei again, bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Honorable Elder!" ”

At this time, he already knew that the reason why Mrs. Wei didn't let him out of the case at that time, but let Zhu Tao come forward first, was because he was afraid that he would not be able to make better poems again for a while. Such a mind is already the meaning of love and care, how can you not thank you with deep courtesy.

Mrs. Wei said coldly: "You don't need to thank me, I didn't help you. Since Gong Xi appreciates you, why do you bother to come to my Wei family, Shubao......"

Liu Nong was in a hurry, and said: "Respect the elder ......"

Mrs. Wei raised her eyebrows and looked straight at her, she didn't like to be interrupted by him, but she saw fine sweat on his forehead. On weekdays, he rarely shows his emotions outside, and at this time, he is obviously very anxious. couldn't help but soften, and said in a rambling voice: "That's it, what I said has not been false." I will definitely give you an explanation for the matter of satellite communication. ”

Without waiting for Liu Nong to speak, she had turned sideways, her eyes looking straight ahead. Liu Nong poured wine for her, she sighed silently, lifted her glass and sipped lightly.

At this time, the Wei Association was still painting, and he didn't care about anything outside his body at all. Then Yu Liang didn't know where to hide, Guo Pu was left alone under the willow tree, and someone invited him to drink with him, but he pinched a willow leaf and refused with a smile. A big white fish flew suddenly in the pool, vibrating the water and coming out, the white body was above the water surface, pulling out the water curtain like a bead curtain, and it was gone, which shocked the crowd.

"Wonderful!"

Someone praised it, and the person next to him immediately asked, "What's so good?" ”

The man touched his head and couldn't answer, Guo Pu's eyes shrank quietly, folded his hand in his hand, and replied: "It's wonderful, it's wonderful, it's not exhaustive, it's not exhaustive!" ”

"That's a wonderful statement!"

Everyone listened to it and thought deeply, and when they thought about it, it was really wonderful. looked at Guo Pu again, but saw him turn around and hide in the depths of the willows, and quietly left.

Director Wang and Xi Jian returned hand in hand, seeing that their nephew's eyes were misty, he didn't know what he was thinking, he patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Yu Suo, Liu Xiaolangjun has dedicated two good poems in a row, it's your turn!" ”

The green-robed little Langjun woke up in shock, muttered words in his mouth, and wandered several times. The lying silkworm frowned, relaxed, pointed at Liu Nong, and said loudly: "If you talk about poetry, today, I am not as good as you for the time being!" ”

can get Wang Xizhi's temporary residence, although they are young, they can be easy to conceive. It's just that these poems are not written by themselves, and they are a little embarrassed.

Liu Nongwei straightened up, looked at the blue-robed Xiaolangjun on the boulder, and arched his hand: "Wang Xiaolangjun, too famous!" ”

The starlight between the eyebrows of the blue-robed Xiaolangjun suddenly appeared, and he said with a smile: "I can't compare to you than poetry, but my calligraphy, you may not be able to beat me." Come on! ”

Stretching out his hand, an entourage offered Mao Hao and began to put the paper on the table. He picked up his pen and smiled: "Today, I will write these two seven-character poems that you have written!" ”

Here it is, Mrs. Pen Weeping!