The predecessor is also a person who likes to write poetry, and he always naively thinks that he is very cultured and likes to write poetry at every turn.

But this poetic talent, I really don't dare to compliment, so there are rumors in the market that Guo Fengxiao, who has unparalleled intelligence, gave birth to a fool.

Commonly known, the stupid son of the landlord's family!

Hearing Zhao Ling'er relay the works of his predecessor, Guo Yi was ashamed of himself, and hurriedly said: "These are random graffiti when he was young and frivolous, and they are not real level. ”

"Later in that day, Ling'er will want to see her brother's [true level]."

"Later?"

"I forgot to tell my brother, the place we are going to is the mansion of Lord Tingwei Yang, and he will hold a poetry party in the mansion today."

Guo Yi was speechless for a while, such an old routine, is poetry a must-have experience for every traverser?

If I remember correctly, the current Tingwei is Yang Xiu, the sister-in-law of Hongnong Yang, that is, the unlucky ghost who was cut down by Cao Cao in the original history.

Guo Yi was puzzled: "Is Ling'er very familiar with these children of the family?" ”

The imperial examination is imminent, and the family should be a cup bow and snake shadow, and there is still time to hold a poetry meeting.

Could it be that the Yang family really doesn't care, or is it true that the Yang family is willing to be gradually disintegrated by the imperial examination for the sake of the Han family?

Zhao Ling'er explained: "Your Majesty attaches great importance to business, and the major families have also seen this, and have begun to develop commercial houses, and Ling'er naturally has to deal with them. ”

Guo Yi nodded slightly when he heard this, this is true, Liu Bei seems to be influenced by his father, not only vigorously supporting business, but also encouraging businessmen in coastal areas to explore the boundless sea.

"But we don't know how to write poetry, so what's the use of going to poetry meetings?"

"Brother just said."

"Just now, I was depressed at the moment, and I was afraid that I would not be inspired to write poetry."

Zhao Ling'er Bingxue was smart, and she could see at a glance that her brother was still thinking about that title, and she didn't have a good airway

"Is it that if Ling'er calls, my brother will write a masterpiece?" ”

Guo Yi smiled: "Maybe, but don't shout too loudly, so as not to misunderstand." ”

Zhao Ling'er was stunned, and carefully tasted the product, only to taste the true meaning of the words. She knew that her brother was as wandering as her uncle, and even more than that, and she wanted to flirt with a beautiful woman when she saw her.

However, she was not angry, let alone shy, but asked rhetorically: "Brother, have you forgotten that the matter of you falling into the water has been spread, and now the whole Chang'an knows about you and Sister Die." ”

"You haven't figured out how to deal with Wu Weihou yet, are you going to try your father's gentian bright silver spear?"

Guo Yi couldn't help but think of Zhao Yun's handsome but stern face, he had studied martial arts with Zhao Yun back then, and his palm was not less than a ruler.

Zhao Yun is the most fond of this daughter, at this juncture to tease Ling'er's sister, Zhao Yun may not harm his life, but a beating is probably inevitable.

"Ling'er, you shouldn't tell your uncle, right?"

"It depends on the mood."

A hint of cunning flashed in Zhao Ling'er's eyes, telling you not to study well.

Guo Yi sighed: "Alas, amorous but ruthlessly annoyed. ”

He made a big move directly, don't you appreciate the poems and texts, and hang your appetite.

As expected, Zhao Linger was instantly attracted by this poem and tasted it back and forth several times.

"Ling'er believes it, my brother really didn't use all his strength before."

"Brother?"

"Brother Xiaoyao, can you tell Ling'er the whole poem?"

Zhao Ling'er compromised, just a title, he was originally a brother, just adding two words.

"It's all said, don't be so loud."

Zhao Ling'er glanced at him and said coquettishly: "Brother Xiaoyao, just tell me!" ”

Guo Yi suddenly felt comfortable, but he still wanted to play tricks on this girl.

"No, I came up with this sentence, let me think about it again."

"Brother, do you want me to tell my father about today?"

Zhao Ling'er pretended to be pitiful: "I was kind enough to visit my brother, but he was"

The threat is clear.

Guo Yi was dumbfounded: "You ghost elf!" ”

Zhao Ling'er's face changed instantly, covered her mouth and smiled: "That's why my uncle named me Ling'er!" ”

"I'm scared of you."

The flowers fade and the red green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds. The willows on the branches blow less, and there is no grass at the end of the world.

The swing in the wall, the road outside the wall, the pedestrians outside the wall, and the beautiful woman in the wall laughs. The laughter gradually faded into silence, but the amorous was ruthlessly annoyed.

Guo Yi was afraid of Zhao Yun's ring ruler, so he relayed the whole poem in a low voice, and Zhao Ling'er let him go and muttered: "It turns out that my brother really inherited my uncle's poetic talent." ”

She put poetry into the experience of the two, and her brother often secretly ran over the wall to the house to find her, and was punished by her father several times for this.

Amorous but ruthlessly annoyed. What is the brother hinting at?

Zhao Ling'er, who has always been down-to-earth and generous, is blushing at the moment, perhaps because the poem hints at it too obviously.

Guo Yi also recalled the scene of the year at this time, and when he saw the girl's appearance, he immediately struck while the iron was hot, and sighed: "I don't regret being disciplined for Ling'er back then, I only sigh that Ling'er has never looked at me with her eyes, nor has she ever pitied my injury." ”

"The most painful thing is not my uncle's ring ruler, but the gaze that never wanders."

Zhao Ling'er was greatly touched in her heart, and said softly: "Father is strict, if I pleaded for my brother back then, I am afraid that I will be punished together." ”

Guo Yi looked pained: "I don't want you to intercede for me, I just expect you to show distressed eyes, if you order someone to send a bottle of healing medicine, everything will be worth it." ”

However, he seemed to have acted too much, Zhao Ling'er quickly reacted, and snorted: "Brother didn't just climb the wall of my house back then, Dingbei Houdu, Wuwei Houfu"

Guo Yi suddenly felt empty-hearted, and hurriedly explained: "If I said that I went to other homes to learn their martial arts secretly, do you believe Ling'er?" ”

Zhao Ling'er didn't speak, but it was not difficult to see from that playful look that she didn't believe it.

With the friendship between his uncle and the Marquis of Dingbei, the Marquis of Wuwei and others, if they were asked to teach their eldest son martial arts, they would not refuse.

It's that the elder brother is lazy by nature, and he is unwilling to learn when he is taught, let alone secretly.

Guo Yi said: "But I only write poems for Ling'er alone, doesn't this prove your status in my heart?" ”

"Maybe it's because Sister Butterfly and Sister Feng don't like poetry, so you don't need this trick."

As the saying goes, eat a trench and grow a wisdom, Zhao Ling'er is smart now, and she will not be easily moved by her brother's rhetoric.

"Alas, I had a heart for the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch"

Guo Yi once again released his ultimate.

Since one poem is not good, then ten, twenty, you have to give as much as you want, until you are completely victorious.

Zhao Linger was stunned.

"Brother. Brother, could it be that there is water in his head? ”

"Love is deep, and it comes with feelings."

(End of chapter)