Jia Lian looked at the complacent Wang Xifeng a little speechlessly.

The Great Zheng Dynasty also has a literary style, in the early and middle Zhou Dynasty, although the style of writing is not as prosperous as the Song Dynasty, there is no heyday such as the gathering of the six great writers.

However, the new style of long and short sentences, which was popular in the Southern Tang Dynasty and Li Yu, still slowly flourished. A group of excellent lyricists represented by Zeng Gong, Li Qingzhao, Liu Yong, and Jiang An have appeared.

In the late Zhou Dynasty and the present dynasty, it gradually rose, and there were fewer excellent lyricists. On the contrary, a group of more influential poets has emerged.

"Second sister-in-law, did you write this long and short sentence?" Tanchun looked at the triumphant Wang Xifeng, although he admitted that the writing was really good, but he didn't believe that it would be written by Wang Xifeng.

How could such a majestic long and short sentence come from a woman's hand. Second sister-in-law, you're lying to us. ”

Baoyu doesn't have much other skills, and he still has some research on poetry. So as soon as I heard it, I knew that this poem was not at all something that a woman could write. Unless this woman is Wu Zetian.

"Okay, this poem was not written by grandma, it was written by grandpa!" Ping'er on the side couldn't stand it anymore, especially when she saw Jia Lian watching the play leisurely on the side, Ping'er interjected and gave Wang Xifeng a step.

"Wow, Second Brother Lian, you are so amazing!" Xiao Xichun originally felt that this poem sounded very uplifting, but when she heard that it was written by Jia Lian, she was even happier.

"Fourth sister, this is nothing, your second brother is still very powerful!" Of course, Jia Lian didn't care, although he didn't expect Wang Xifeng to recite this poem, but it was nothing to say it.

In this era without Su Shi and Xin Qiji, it is really not difficult for Jia Lian to become a big word person. It's just that Jia Lian hasn't had much interest.

"Second sister-in-law, tell me quickly, when did the second brother write the poem?" Yingchun was also very interested in this poem, so he rarely took the initiative to ask about the root cause.

"Master, do you say?" Wang Xifeng seemed to have remembered something about Coke, and couldn't stop laughing while asking.

Jia Lian rolled his eyes: "You have all recited it, I won't let you say it, you won't say it!" ”

"Then I'll say it!" Wang Xifeng seemed to find it very interesting.

"Oh, second sister-in-law, do you grind or not, say it quickly!" Xiangyun was a little anxious, and he was a little anxious when he heard that Wang Xifeng just didn't talk about the topic.

Originally, it was just because of the affection of Rongguo's wife Wang Xifeng and Baoyu, Miaoyu, who came to the meeting, also lingered on Jia Lian at this time.

"At the beginning, the master calculated that my fate was in Shenjing, so he took me all the way to Beijing. Could it be that my fate is actually him? ”

Miaoyu is a deviant person, in the entire Rongguo Mansion, she doesn't value Jia Lian as much as most people, she wants to get close to Jia Lian or wants to have something with Jia Lian.

But he values Baoyu, who is also deviant, and treats him differently from others. It's just that Miaoyu is nineteen years old, and Baoyu is only twelve years old. So it would be an exaggeration to say that it involves the love between men and women.

As for Jia Lian, in Miaoyu's eyes, he was just a secular person that Baoyu often said. In addition, Jia Lian does not know how to be gentle and petty like Baoyu, which naturally makes the arrogant Miaoyu not very happy.

This is the first time that Miaoyu has focused on Jia Lian.

Wang Xifeng finally had enough fun and began to talk about business. But as soon as she opened her mouth, the women knew why she was happy, because everyone was crazy.

"This poem was made in the dream of our second master."

It turned out that one night a few days ago, Jia Lian rested in Wang Xifeng's room, but as usual, Ping'er and Wang Xifeng slept together.

After Xiangling took someone to fetch water and serve the three of them to rest, Xu was extremely tired, and Jia Lian soon fell asleep.

Wang Xifeng and Ping'er have been with Jia Lian for a long time, and their combat effectiveness has increased significantly. I can't sleep, and I still have the energy to chat on the side.

was chatting lively, and suddenly heard Jia Lian start talking in his sleep. Say what since it is Yongmei, it is natural to recommend the divination operator. Then Ping'er and the two heard this fortune operator Yongmei.

Wang Xifeng, who had already read the book, had a qualitative improvement in his appreciation ability, and soon realized that this was a long and short sentence that would undoubtedly be passed down through the ages. So I didn't have time to get dressed, so I jumped down naked and found a pen and paper to start recording.

Ping'er also hurriedly got up, because of Jia Lian's habits, they usually sleep naked, so naturally they have to get dressed first at this time. Then he found Wang Xifeng's clothes and put them on her.

"This poem is enough to overwhelm the world, and tomorrow I will let the master talk about it."

Then the next day, Jia Lian was very confused and looked at the famous "Taizu" song he plagiarized in a daze. If it weren't for sharing the same bed with Wang Xifeng and Ping'er for several years, Jia Lian would have the intention of killing people.

The point is that Jia Lian can't remember what kind of dream he had at that time!

"Hahaha, second brother, you are really amazing. A long and short sentence that can be called the first Yongmei in the world turned out to be what you dreamed of. It's a godsend! ”

Baoyu was a little jealous and said, "It's so romantic, why don't I have such an opportunity as Second Brother Lian?" ”

Jia Lian rolled his eyes and ignored Baoyu, who was moaning without illness. Instead, he said, "What a godsend, I guess it's my talent showing in my dreams." ”

Jia Lian said such shameless words, it can be said that his face did not change and his heart did not beat.

"In that case, why don't you give a poem to the second brother again!" Jia Tanchun rolled his eyes and said with a smile.

"Or Yongmei?"

"That's nature!"

"Well, since it's a poetry club, I'll get involved. Yongmei: yes, I think about it. ”

Jia Lian pretended to stand up, nervously thinking about which poem to use. Although there is another song that is called the divination operator of "Taizu", that song is already available in this world.

That's right, the great poet Lu You of the Zhou Dynasty.

That's right, that's it. Jia Lian's heart moved, and he remembered a very suitable poem. Then he stepped forward very pretendedly: "A few plums in the corner, Ling Han opened it alone, and he knew that it was not snow, so there was a dark fragrance." ”

After the whole poem was completed, Jia Lian took six steps very accurately. With his back to everyone looking at the plum blossom in the corner, he stopped.

However, after maintaining a pretending posture for a while, I found that there was no reaction behind me. Jia Lian couldn't help but look back a little depressed.

Then Jia Lian saw a very terrible scene, and everyone was looking at him in a daze.

"What's wrong with you, you're fascinated by my beauty in the prosperous world, can't you."

"Phew, you're so embarrassed!" Wang Xifeng was the first to react, his heart was sweet, and he was happy that his man was in the limelight.

Xiao Xichun said weakly at this time: "If I was not wrong just now, Second Brother Lian took six steps just now, one step less than Cao Zijian." ”