Chapter Eighty-Seven: This Man Is Opportunistic

Knowing the general pattern, Li Chengjiu also said that he would take a look first.

Hu Yan's two sons returned to their original positions one after another, but Zhu Lian'er didn't leave, and came directly to Xiaowan's side, and came up like sisters to greet each other.

Xiao Wan smiled on her face, but she was full of vigilance in her heart.

Someone will rob the life this time, who can withstand it?

Li Chengjiu didn't pay attention to these details, and looked at the people in front of him, except for the two men in front of the table, everyone else was watching.

Obviously, there are two people who are fighting against each other.

"It's kind of interesting."

Li Chengjiu chuckled, it doesn't matter if you pretend to be forced or not, it's more youthful to watch it.

Looking at the two people in front of the table, one was holding a folding fan with a smug face, while the other was frowning, looking down at the table and muttering.

Du Yuan went to the autumn wind all night,

It's spring when the night turns to cold sleep.

A thousand glasses of wine at the table in the deep house,

Drunk to wake up a new person.

It's not loud, but anyone can hear it clearly.

Some closed their eyes as if in contemplation, while others shook their heads and nodded their heads from time to time.

Lee Seung-gu also smacked his lips.

If you measure it by his literary background, the poem is not badly written.

At least the meaning of the words is clear and concise, and you will know what it means as soon as you hear it.

It's just that when this winter comes, in addition to drinking and sleeping, does it have to be in the spring of the next year to make a difference in the new year?

Sure enough, the rotten has been around since ancient times.

Keep watching.

After a long time, the man with locked eyebrows straightened his waist, clasped his fists with both hands and said: "Zhao Gongzi is talented and talented, and his writing is good, and the younger brother is not talented, and he is convinced to lose today." ”

And the man holding the folding fan laughed when he saw this, "Wen Gongzi praised it falsely, this kind of writing is not worth mentioning, it is not worth mentioning, hahaha......"

"Uh......"

The man on the other side frowned again, this is too embarrassing, isn't it?

But losing is losing, shaking his head helplessly, and then turned back into the crowd.

Sure enough, through the voting of everyone present, more than half of the votes were counted, and Zhao Gongzi won the game without any suspense.

The folding fan in his hand was slightly swinging on his chest, and then he looked at this kid with disdain in his eyes, if this house was shorter, it was estimated that his face would be able to stick to the ceiling.

Li Chengjiu pouted, this kid owes a beating.

Finally, one person stepped out of the crowd again.

This person is dressed in light blue plain clothes, with high sideburns, and a small white face with clear eyebrows.

But...... Why is there a small curvature on the chest?

Emma, she's a.

Li Chengjiu narrowed his eyes.

It seems that it is not surprising that men and women dress up with each other throughout the ages.

The woman slowly came to the table, first glanced at the poems on the table and nodded, "Good poetry, Zhao Gongzi is worthy of being the third talent in Southern Xinjiang, Xiaosheng admires it." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Gongzi frowned.

It is said that there is no first and no second, what does it mean that you have to advertise me as the third?

I was a little unhappy in my heart, but I still chuckled and said: "This poem is not enough, it can't be on the stage, if it wasn't for the scene of the day, Xiaosheng wouldn't have taken out this poem and made it ugly." ”

Nima!

One sentence caused everyone to frown.

What does it mean? Swearing doesn't have to be so obvious, right?

Especially the young man Wen who had just lost to this poem, his cheeks were red at this time, and this slap was slapping, and the thief was slapping.

Of course, there is no shortage of lickers from Zhao Gongzi in the crowd.

Seeing that some people were not convinced, they also stood up to support Zhao Gongzi.

"A talented person must have something extraordinary, I think Zhao Gongzi is still too modest."

"That's right, the poem is inspired by feelings, and it responds to the meaning of Du Yuan, and this poem will be passed down for centuries."

"That's right, it's hard to find one of these masterpieces."

"Good poets are praiseworthy, Zhao Gongzi must not be presumptuous."

“……”

The words in the crowd made all the scholars who originally wanted to stand up and say two sentences shut up.

There's no way, people win, people are reasonable, and everything is right.

Do you have the ability to write a good poem yourself?

It's not that I don't have that ability.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Zhao Gongzi was even more apprehensive.

"Bad and bad works, everyone loves them, and they are not talented, which makes everyone laugh."

After that, it's still pretending to be a joke again and again.

Li Chengjiu looked straight at it.

glanced at Jia Youcai beside him, and said again in his eyes: "Wait a minute, remember to stop me, I'm afraid that one won't be able to hold me and go up and beat him again." ”

Jia Youcai nodded, and responded with his eyes: "Our brothers have always been two to one, you will hammer his face in a while, and I will kick his head, so that neither of his brothers will have a good time." ”

“……”

Li Chengjiu was speechless and found that he had found the wrong person.

And look at the field.

The woman in white was not moved, but silently picked up the pen, as if after thinking for a while, she picked up the pen and wrote on the paper:

"Luan Feng flicks a long feather and scratches the starry night."

In just a few words, start and put the pen away, all in one go.

The handwriting is flying and the phoenix is flying, swaying freely, and everyone has a thumbs up, good words.

But it's not a poem, it's a pair.

The woman put the pen holder on the pen rest, brushed her hair and sideburns, and said with a smile: "Xiaosheng is not talented, there is a couplet here, and Brother Wangtai can make up for this couplet." ”

Zhao Gongzi raised his eyebrows, and then lowered his eyes and looked at the desktop.

"Luan Feng flicks a long feather and scratches the starry night."

Good atmospheric uplink.

It's just that what's so difficult about such a neat uplink?

I saw that after a little thought, he took a pen and wrote on the paper:

"The auspicious dragon rests two green whiskers and caresses the mountains and rivers."

"Good!"

As soon as he put down his pen, the crowd burst into applause.

This pair is extremely neat.

Even Li Chengjiu looked at this Zhao Gongzi with a little shock, and I have to say that this kid really has two brushes.

Enjoying everyone's praise, Zhao Gongzi obviously floated again.

Raised his head again and said disdainfully: "This brother has conceded, I don't know how this joint is right?" ”

How is it?

That's great, you've got to say it yourself, don't brag, you can't.

Seeing this, the woman opposite just smiled, and then picked up the pen and added four words after she had just been able to write the couplet.

"Luan Feng flicks a long feather to mark the starry night, and the night is auspicious."

Seeing this, everyone gasped.

As soon as the four characters came out, the artistic conception of the entire upper link changed instantly, and the beginning and end correspondingly, they were all night words, this couplet is not good.

Zhao Gongzi frowned when he saw this.

looked at the person opposite, and a sudden anger rose in his heart.

Are you playing with me?

But the woman was not impetuous, stretched out her sleeve and said, "Zhao Gongzi, please." ”

Zhao Gongzi's eyes were on fire, but it was not easy to attack in front of everyone, so he just entered into contemplation with a deep moan.

None of the people made a sound, and the field was suddenly so quiet that it was audible to drop a pin.

For a long time, Zhao Gongzi still didn't move.

Li Chengjiu glanced at the electronic watch on his wrist with some impatience, five minutes have passed, is this person okay?

I just thought that this person had some ability, which is good, people just add four words and stop eating?

What about the excitement?

The couplet can't be played, the idiom solitaire should always be able to, right?

Cuisine!

Slander in his heart, but suddenly, Zhao Gongzi slapped the table and shouted: "This game is not counted, you are opportunistic, you are not right, this son disdains to play against you!" ”

Emma, I'm in a hurry.

There was a sudden roar of rage, which frightened everyone into a stunned face.

What's that? Opportunistic?

"Zhao Gongzi, isn't that the case for pairs? How can it be said that people are opportunistic? ”

"That is, pairs can be added or subtracted, long or short, and what you want is a second word, which can reflect the fun between literary fights."

"If you can't say it, you can't say it, you're too ungraceful, right?

"Who said that Zhao Gongzi couldn't be right? I think he's right, if everybody is like that, who can be right? ”

"That's right, I'll stand with Zhao Gongzi this time."

"What's wrong with the words? This brother is not added randomly, the literature and science are smooth, why can't it? ”

"Hmph, if you can't do it, you can say no, why is there so much nonsense?"

"Who the are you? Dare to talk to Lao Tzu like this? ”

"Come out and go it alone!"

"Heads-up!"

“……”

Suddenly, before the two of them could speak, everyone quarreled first.

And Zhao Gongzi would not pay attention to their words, but said angrily again: "You can do it, if anyone can match this couplet today, then Lao Tzu will jump off this windowsill!" ”

He thought about almost all the words and phrases related to the river, and it was obvious that there was nothing that could be matched at all, otherwise he would not dare to make such a big statement.

Hearing this, everyone shut up.

If it's going to be right now, don't you think we didn't think about it?

In a word, the field fell silent again.

When the woman on the other side heard this, she just chuckled and shook her head, and then looked at the old man who looked like a housekeeper on the side.

The old man nodded and was about to step forward, but at this moment, a figure flashed past him.

"Since you can't do it, let this king come."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned again.

His Royal Highness the King of Xinjiang?