"You ......" Xiao Bao'er was angry, she only felt that this Liu Feng was really annoying, looking at the ugly face of the villain on the other side.

Xiao Bao'er, who was forced to be anxious, said unconvinced: "I can't compose poems and lyrics, can you?" ”

Liu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said lightly: "I'll do it a little." ”

As soon as these words came out, Li Qingying, who had been silent, was stunned, and turned her head to look at Liu Feng, she had been a childhood sweetheart with Liu Feng since she was a child, and she also went to private school together, and the young Liu Feng really had no talent in reading.

So when she heard Liu Feng say that she would be a little surprised.

"Heh~~" Xiao Bao'er sneered, he didn't believe that Liu Feng could write poems and lyrics, so he immediately laughed, pouted, and said: "You can write poems, why can't I help but want to laugh?" ”

Xiao Bao'er held her stomach and was already smiling.

She used to hear Li Qingying mention Liu Feng, and learned that Liu Feng was naughty since he was a child, he didn't learn anything, he couldn't memorize all the poetry scriptures, and he also wrote poems, which was a joke.

"The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back."

"Huh?" Xiao Bao'er smiled stiffly, and looked at Liu Feng in some surprise, she didn't know much about poetry, but she didn't expect Liu Feng to make two such neat seven words, which sounded quite powerful.

Li Qingying suddenly raised her head and looked at Liu Feng's side face, Liu Feng's eyes were flat, his face was calm and calm, and his tone was gentle, not hurried or slow.

Although she doesn't know much about poetry, Liu Feng's two sentences are quite meaningful, and the sense of the picture comes out all of a sudden.

Xiaozhu was still expressionless, eating fish in small bites.

Liu Feng paused, and then said: "The boundless falling trees are falling, and the Yangtze River is rolling down." ”

Xiao Bao'er put down the fish, and her little face became serious, although she couldn't understand it, she just felt that this poem was quite like that.

Li Qingying also raised her spirit and concentrated on understanding the meaning and artistic conception of this poem.

Xiaozhu is expressionless and eats fish in small bites.

"Thousands of miles of sad autumn are often guests, more than a hundred years of illness alone on stage, hardship, bitterness and hatred of frost and sideburns, pouring new turbid wine glasses."

Liu Feng shook out the last four sentences at once, his tone was not slow, his expression was calm, and he was calm and calm from beginning to end.

Xiao Bao'er frowned, looked at Liu Feng with solemn eyes, and looked like she was facing a great enemy.

I don't understand what to do, but it just feels so powerful.

Li Qingying's expression was slightly condensed, obviously with her cultural level, it was a little difficult to understand this poem.

Xiaozhu raised his head and glanced at Liu Feng in surprise, then lowered his head and ate the fish in small bites.

"How's it going, is this poem okay?" Liu Feng looked at Xiao Bao'er's expression of contemplation and trying to understand the poem, and his heart was inexplicably happy.

Xiao Bao'er pursed her lips and said stiffly: "Hmph, which book of poetry did you copy this poem from?" ”

Anyway, she just doesn't believe that Liu Feng can write poetry, in her eyes, Liu Feng is just a waste more wasted than her, she can't write poetry, how can Liu Feng be.

Li Qingying's eyes were light, although she didn't say anything, but she also didn't believe it in her heart, with her understanding of Liu Feng, Liu Feng shouldn't be able to compose poetry.

She didn't understand this poem of seven words, but the artistic conception of this poem made her feel immersive.

Liu Feng rolled his eyes, yes, a seven-character quatrain, met a few uneducated people, and the pearl was covered with dust.

Liu Feng shook his head helplessly, and he didn't bother to explain, not wanting to play the piano to the cow.

Seeing that Liu Feng didn't speak, Xiao Bao'er was energetic, "Look at you, don't speak, you must have copied it in some book of poetry." ”

Liu Feng was disdainful: "Aren't you a scholar?" You can't understand such a good poem, and you can say that you are a reader. ”

"You...... You ......" Xiao Bao'er was speechless, trembling with anger.

"Look at you so stupid, I'll send you another simple poem, don't you don't understand." Liu Feng thought for a moment, the poem just now may be too difficult, and it would be too difficult for Xiao Bao'er, a semi-literate person, to understand the meaning of the poem.

Liu Feng said lightly: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground." Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. ”

This poem is simpler, easy to understand, catchy, Xiao Baoer, who was scolded for being uneducated, listened to it very carefully this time, and finally understood the meaning of this poem.

Undoubtedly, this is a good poem!

"You see, you just copied it, and you don't admit it, it's two poems casually, do you understand poets, poets write poems all improvised, how can anyone make two poems in one breath, unless it's copied, you must have copied it."

Xiao Baoer was even more sure of her conjecture, and wrote two poems in one breath without pausing, which must have been copied.

She said, how could Liu Feng write poetry.

Liu Feng was almost speechless: "You don't know how to compose poems, just say that I copied it, you are really powerful, the dignified demon sect saintess, with this kind of bearing, I really look down on you." ”

"You ......"

Liu Feng obviously copied it, but he didn't admit it, and bit her back, Xiao Bao'er was angry, she couldn't bear it, so she immediately stood up and said: "Okay, Liu Feng, I'll go to the Book of Poetry, I will definitely find out the author of these two poems, and when the time comes, I will find out, I see how you still quibble." ”

Xiao Bao'er didn't eat fish anymore, and after putting down the cruel words, she went out of the yard angrily.

She must find evidence that Liu Feng copied the poem, so that Liu Feng has nothing to say.

Liu Feng calmly eats fish, Xiao Baoer wants to go to the Book of Poetry, so let her go to the book, there is no Li Bai and Du Fu in this world.

After Xiao Bao'er left, the courtyard was quiet, Li Qingying and Xiaozhu were both cold temperaments, Xiaozhu, who had never had a sense of existence, was still quietly eating fish, and Li Qingying was looking at the fire, thoughtful, still thinking about the poem just now.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiaozhu brought a bucket of water and extinguished the fire.

Liu Feng and Li Qingying returned to the room one after the other, Li Qingying walked behind, her eyes fell on Liu Feng's back, she opened her mouth several times, wanting to say something, but she still held back.

Until the door closed, Li Qingying looked at Liu Feng calmly drinking tea, she hesitated, and finally walked over and sat down, and said: "Although I don't know much about poetry, I can feel it, those two poems just now are excellent." ”

Liu Feng drank herbal tea: "Thank you." ”

"Did you really do that?" Li Qingying still couldn't help but ask the doubts in her heart, not that she didn't want to believe Liu Feng, but that she knew Liu Feng well, although she had been separated for ten years, she also sent someone to check Liu Feng's experience in the past ten years, Liu Feng had been staying in the Heavenly Sword Sect and concentrating on cultivation, but she hadn't read very well.

Writing poems, how could Liu Feng do it easily, and compose two poems at once.

"You don't believe me?" Liu Feng said.

"If you say that you did it yourself, I will believe it." Li Qingying looked directly at Liu Feng with a pair of clear eyes, she just wanted to hear Liu Feng tell her personally.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Liu Feng groaned, still shook his head, put down the teacup, got up and walked to the bed, he was sleepy and wanted to sleep.

He still has no cheekiness to say that this poem was written by himself, after all, he has a few pounds and a few taels, Liu Feng still knows that with his level, it is impossible to make such a good poem in this life.

Although there is no Li Bai and Du Fu in this world, he still can't take these two poems with peace of mind.

Li Qingying's eyes dimmed, Liu Feng was reluctant to answer, it was obvious that this poem was not written by him, so he didn't dare to admit it.

I was disappointed for a moment.

However, Li Qingying was quickly relieved.

Anyway, it doesn't matter whether Liu Feng can write poetry or not, as long as Liu Feng can still cultivate, she will be satisfied.

Liu Feng took off his coat, slowly lay down on the bed, turned his head to look, and saw that Li Qingying was still in a daze, so he asked, "Do you sleep?" ”

Li Qingying was stunned, her face turned red, and she bit her lip lightly: "Hmm." ”

Li Qingying came to the bedside, and didn't care that Liu Feng was still looking at him, so he took off his coat by himself, and his graceful figure was undoubtedly revealed in the dim candlelight, the majestic arc of his chest, the slender waist of Yingying's hand, and his slender and straight legs......

Although Li Qingying did not strip naked, the clothes on her body were already very thin, so the outline of her figure was roughly clear at a glance.

Liu Feng, who has always prided himself on being a righteous gentleman, was a little moved......

Li Qingying blushed, lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Liu Feng, and after lifting the corner of the quilt, she lay down.

The room fell silent.

The two of them had their own thoughts, so they couldn't sleep.

"Bao'er said you keep looking at me, but is it true?"

After a long time, Li Qingying asked softly, her voice was timid, and she plucked up a lot of courage before she bit her lip and asked.

"Nope." The hard-mouthed Liu Feng immediately denied it, but as soon as he said this, he regretted it.

"Oh."

Sure enough, Li Qingying was disappointed, her voice was muffled, and she was obviously a little unhappy......