After Fan Xian's poem was written, a group of people gathered around at this time.

This first ascent can be described as the first seven-word quatrain of the ages. How can people still write, even if Du Fu is brought here, he may not be able to write better poems than this.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao was also a little dumbfounded, this Fan Xian is a little bit unmartial arts.

When Fan Xian walked out of the crowd, both men and women, they all paid attention to it, no way, this poem is really good. The one who can write this poem must be a cowman.

Fan Xian suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, so he asked the location of the toilet and went to the backyard.

After Fan Xian left, a group of people watched Fan Xian's poem.

praised the good poems one after another, and Zhang Hao was a little broken.

It took a while for everyone to return to their respective positions.

But the scene was a little embarrassing for a while, and Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing, saw this and said: "If you have any poems, come up and write them." Which of you still has a poem? ”

That being said, but as soon as Fan Xian's poem came out, how could anyone dare to write a poem on stage, isn't this self-inflicted? For a while, the scene was a little quiet.

In the end, the scene lasted like this for a long time, and Zhang Hao couldn't stand it anymore, so he said to Teng Zijing: "I'll go to the toilet too." ”

As soon as Zhang Hao opened the curtain, he saw Fan Xian leading a girl over, and the girl was still holding a chicken leg in her hand.

Zhang Hao was amused and said, "Fan Xian, have you found your chicken leg girl?" ”

When the girl heard Zhang Hao's words, she looked at Fan Xian with a shocked expression.

Fan Xian was a little embarrassed at this time, he just pretended to be Guo Baokun's scholar, and his identity was revealed by Zhang Hao at once.

I saw the girl with the chicken leg in her hand looking at Fan Xian with a surprised look and said, "Are you Fan Xian?" ”

Fan Xian was a little embarrassed when he heard this, but he still said, "That's right, I'm Fan Xian." ”

Seeing that the chicken leg girl was overjoyed when she heard this, Zhang Hao noticed it, and said, "This young lady is the county lord of the Lin family, right?" My name is Zhang Hao, and I am Fan Xian's master, you can call me Mr. Zhang, or you can follow Fan Xian to call me master. ”

Seeing that Lin Wan'er heard this, she was also a little afraid to look at Fan Xian.

When Fan Xian heard Master's words, he also looked at Lin Wan'er in surprise, and hurriedly asked, "Are you that Lin Wan'er?" This, this, how can this be so coincidental? ”

Seeing this, Zhang Hao didn't intend to disturb the two, and asked, "How to get to the thatched house?" ”

Lin Wan'er broke free of Fan Xian's hand and said, "I'm leaving." ”

Zhang Hao looked at Fan Xian, and at this time, Fan Xian stared at Lin Wan'er's leaving figure, like an idiot.

Zhang Hao repeated his question again: "How to get to the thatched house?" ”

Hearing this, Fan Xian reacted that he was going to go to the thatched house just now, but when he saw Lin Wan'er, he was so excited that he forgot about the thatched house.

Hurriedly said: "Master, here, I didn't succeed just now, let's do it together?" ”

Zhang Hao glanced at Fan Xian with some disgust when he heard this, pinched his fingers and calculated the location of the thatched house, and then walked away by himself.

Seeing this, Fan Xian hurriedly caught up.

When Zhang Hao and Fan Xian returned to the hall, they found that Guo Baokun and He Zongwei had already left.

Zhang Hao and Fan Xian sat back in their seats.

And Fan Xian kept staring at his hand that had grabbed Lin Wan'er, and he smirked. Zhang Hao couldn't stand it anymore, got up and sat down in Guo Baokun's position just now.

And Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing, was a little strange when he saw Fan Xian like this, walked up to Fan Xian, patted Fan Xian, and asked, "Brother Fan, what are you looking at?" ”

Fan Xian was interrupted and smirked, glanced at Li Hongcheng, and said, "Youth! ”

Seeing this, Li Hongcheng said: "Then why don't Brother Fan stop writing a poem to express his mood at this time?" ”

When Fan Xian heard this, he thought it was right, so he stood up, walked to the table in the middle, picked up the pen, and began to think about which poem was better.

Finally, it was written:

Don't write love words, don't write poems, a chicken leg sends acacia.

Lang Jun deliberately turned over and looked at it, and the horizontal silk came and the vertical silk was also silk.

Zhang Hao was also happy to see this poem, this poem is a poem by Yang Shen in the Ming Dynasty.

But changing Yang Shen's side of Supa to a chicken leg is also appropriate.

Although this poem is not as high as the one just now, it is still a good poem.

As soon as Fan Xian's poem came out, it also made the scene lively, and the ascent just now made everyone dare not come forward to write a poem, but as soon as this poem came out, everyone was immediately relieved.

They all began to play, and for a while, the scene began to become harmonious.

Fan Xian saw that the scene was a little enthusiastic, and said, "Master, don't you go up and write the first one?" ”

Zhang Hao thought for a moment, beckoned, a piece of paper, and a pen flew directly to Zhang Hao's desk.

Most people don't feel anything about this scene, but there are people in the audience who know the goods.

I saw the guard next to Li Hongcheng, the son of King Jing, walk up to Li Hongcheng and say something in Li Hongcheng's ear.

Li Hongcheng's pupils shrank after hearing this, just now Zhang Hao made a move with his hand, and the means of putting paper and pen in front of Zhang Hao can only be done by a great grandmaster, doesn't that say

Li Hongcheng glanced at Zhang Hao deeply, and did not speak, but he also decided that he must not offend Fan Xian and Zhang Hao in the future.

Zhang Hao knew what the guard said and Li Hongcheng's reaction, but he didn't care, there was nothing in this world that could threaten him, and his absolute strength gave Zhang Hao absolute confidence.

I saw Zhang Hao slowly writing on the paper.

Fan Xian walked to Zhang Hao's side and read out the poems written by Zhang Hao.

"I have lived in a grass house for 100 years, and my unkempt head and long eyes are like walking upside down.

Haoranzi under the Begonia Pavilion, Taiyi Immortal in the Lotus Leaf Boat.

There is nothing to be separated from the void shell, and someone can realize the future life.

Go out and smile without hindrance, the clouds are in the West Lake and the moon is in the sky. ”

This poem was written by Wang Chongyang, the patriarch of the Quanzhen Sect, and Zhang Hao simply changed it and used it as his own work, but this work is not widely circulated. So not many people know about it.

Fan Xian hadn't heard of this poem, but he thought it was okay to write, it was a good poem, but it was not enough to reach the quatrain.

Subsequently, everyone on the field began to write one poem after another, and some of them were well written.

It was not until the afternoon that Li Hongcheng invited everyone present to have lunch, and the poetry meeting ended.

When Zhang Hao and the others went back, as soon as Zhang Hao and Fan Xian entered the door, they found that there was a person wearing the clothes of the inspection institute inside, who was sneaking around.

Zhang Hao had already seen that this person was Wang Qinian, and he didn't speak. He walked to his room.

I saw Fan Xian walk up, pat Wang Qinian, and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

This startled Wang Qinian, and when he saw that it was Fan Xian, he hurriedly saluted: "My lord." ”

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