Mu Zibai spoke with a hint of pride.

It seems to be showing off to these people that his lady is a talented woman.

I only heard a boo, and there were relatively few women who read, but whenever they had a little literary talent, they were called talented women, so talented women were not a rare name.

Moreover, the talented girl in the capital? That is the north, the gold content is definitely lower, you know, the south is the cultural center, to say that the talented women in the south, maybe there is a little level.

There are many people in the south who are called talented women, what is there to show off about their own ladies being talented women?

Everyone showed a look of disdain, with a hint of envy and jealousy in their disdainful looks, and the hammer was envious, so they clenched their teeth fiercely, almost not crushing their teeth.

Think about yourself as a single dog, who seems to despise Mu Zibai, but in fact loses completely.

"Half blue and half purple, the answer to the mystery should be plain."

I glanced at it and saw one, which is relatively simple among them, and it is not surprising to be able to guess it.

"The four mountains are vertical and horizontal, two days are thick, the rich are up to him, the tiredness is his leader, and the mystery should be Tian."

Again.

"Extraordinarily generous, the answer to the mystery should be back."

After guessing one after another, everyone's hearts are no longer calm, basically they just look at it, and they can guess without thinking.

I thought to myself, there is still some level of Wenren Lingmeng, but these are all simple, and the latter is the main thing.

I saw that only two words were written on the next lantern, a bookmark, and Wen Ren Lingmeng smiled and said, "Cheeks." ”

Next, it is impossible to send Guanyin away.

"This should be returned."

After a while, these anagrams were guessed by Wenren Lingmeng, and Wenren Lingmeng exhaled a breath and said so much that his mouth was dry.

Everyone took a deep breath and thought, why is this girl so powerful.

After saying all of this in one go, the boss just set up the stall for half an hour and closed the stall?

"How?" Mu Zibai asked with a smile, all in anticipation.

I only heard Wenren Lingmeng shake his head and said, "It's not interesting." ”

"Then let's go elsewhere."

"Okay."

I didn't ask for anything when I heard the dream, and it was not interesting, which made everyone present feel heartbroken.

A few people wandered on this street again, here, Wenren Lingmeng undoubtedly found his home field, and had a lot of fun, but Mu Zibai was bitter, like a doorman, and he had been opening the way for Wenren Lingmeng, but Mu Zibai was happy in it.

"Why don't I accompany Miss, Uncle, you and His Royal Highness the Prince of the World to play." Goose said.

"No, you don't." Mu Zibai shook his head and looked at Jiang Yuyu.

"My dad asked me to take care of you, and I'm sure I'm going to follow along, anyway, my dad keeps saying that I don't have any ink in my stomach, so I'll put a little on it today." Jiang Yuyu said with a smile.

"What's up ahead?" Wenren Reimu pointed ahead and ran over again.

Mu Zibai took the lead and opened a way.

"Here we go again."

When these literati saw Wenren Lingmeng coming again, their scalps were numb, and tonight, Wenren Lingmeng could be described as crazy.

As soon as I inquired, I found out that this should be the highest level tonight...... The event was organized by this poetry society.

Participants can take a long essay at will, have a cup of tea to memorize it, and then walk seven steps to memorize the long essay, and then write a poem with the same theme as the long essay.

"Interesting, husband, how about we play this together?" Wenren Lingmeng took Mu Zibai's hand and said.

"Whatever you want." Mu Zibai rubbed the hair of Wen Ren Lingmeng, the lady asked me to play, how can there be any reason not to play.

Wen Ren Lingmeng said to the person in charge of the poetry club: "Me and ...... Can my husband be together? ”

The man was silent for a moment, then said, "Of course. ”

"You smoke first." Mu Zibai said.

"No, together." Wenren Lingmeng had a little coquettish tone, Mu Zibai smiled softly, held Wenren Lingmeng's little hand, and grabbed the lot.

Everyone: "......"

For some reason, seeing the expressions of these people, Jiang Yuyu felt happy in his heart.

Mu Zibai picked it up and looked at it, only to see that it was a long article about Yongmei.

Yongmei's theme is too much, throughout the ages, Yongmei's poems are innumerable, enduring, not to mention China's 5,000-year-old cultural heritage.

In the nine-year compulsory education alone, Mu Zibai learned a lot of Yongmei's poems, which were completely copied by hand.

It is a poem of Yongdai, and I believe that Yongju is difficult to smell people's dreams.

I haven't seen the Yongmei poem Mu Zibai mentioned above, and it is confirmed that it is written by the ancients of this world, which is quite a bit of a level, but compared with the background behind Mu Zibai, it is still a little worse.

The two of them didn't work for half a cup of tea, so they memorized it all.

Mu Zibai is a person who practices martial arts, his thoughts are sharp, and it is easy to memorize these things, and when he hears people's dreams, he can write down the approximate ones after listening to them in the Red Mansion, and his memory is also outrageous.

"Husband, have you memorized it?" Wen Ren Lingmeng blinked, worried that Mu Zibai didn't carry it down.

Obviously, I have memorized it a long time ago, and I am waiting for Mu Zibai.

"What, you're afraid I'll hold you back?"

"Not really." Hearing the human Lingmeng grinned.

The two held hands and walked together, not even seven steps, only three steps, and they finished reciting fluently.

Seeing what these two people were doing, everyone just felt numb, because they had already seen the power of hearing people's spiritual dreams.

can't help but embarrass those who claim to be talented people, as for Mu Zibai, it is the first time I have seen him make a move, and the talented woman must be worthy of the talent, and it is estimated that Mu Zibai also has some pen and ink skills.

Wenren Lingmeng took the lead in writing and wrote a poem, Mu Zibai looked at it, why does this poem look so familiar, isn't this Lin Daiyu's Yongju in the Red Mansion?

Mu Zibai called a good guy and copied it directly? Noticing Mu Zibai's expression, he smiled shyly when he heard Lingmeng.

Mu Zibai turned his head and started writing, his wife borrowed poetry to pretend to be forced, what could he say, of course, he could only shout six-six-six beside him.

At the level of hearing people's spiritual dreams, it is not a problem to write poems, but a question of whether you can write good poems.

"Helplessly, the poetry demon invaded at dusk, and the sound was self-sinking around the fence stone. Milliduan Yunxiu Linshuang wrote, and the mouth was fragrant to the moon. The paper is full of self-pity and resentment, and who will solve the complaint. After Tao Lingpingzhang, the eternal high wind said to the present. ”

"What poetry."

"Awesome, I'm ashamed of myself."

As soon as this poem came out, it immediately made all the talented people present ashamed, and they never expected that Wenren Lingmeng would have such a level.

After a burst of praise, Wenren Lingmeng undoubtedly became the focus of everyone at this moment, and their eyes looked over to this side, and one by one, they had a feeling of meeting a confidant.

Hearing that Lingmeng smiled shyly, how did they know that this poem was copied by their husbands.

Mu Zibai sighed, he thought he was going to be a copyist, but he never expected that he would raise a lady to be a copyist, what could he do, of course, he was used to it.

The lady wants to pretend to be forced, don't be afraid, your husband has a 5,000-year-old heritage, just copy it.

Spoil your wife and spoil your wife, and spoil your wife to do whatever she wants.

I don't know if cultivating a lady to be the first talented woman in the past and present, is that also a kind of status?

Ignoring the admiration and flattery of these people, Wen Ren Lingmeng was the only one in his eyes at the moment, and asked, "Husband, what did you write?" Let me see. ”

"How can I have a lady and literary talent, don't mention it." How could Mu Zibai steal the limelight from the lady and silently cover what he had written.

"I want to see it." Wen Ren Lingmeng said curiously.

I am very curious about what poems Mu Zibai can write.

"Let's go, it's not too early, go find the light clothes and see the bonfire." Mu Zibai pulled Wenren Lingmeng and left for a long time.

At this moment, the person in charge of the poetry club opened the poem written by Mu Zibai, and the poem had not yet been read, but his expression had changed drastically, and everyone was curious.

However, they are all cultural people, otherwise it is just a sentence.

"It's a pity, the old sister is not here at this time, she likes these things the most, and she doesn't know where she ran away with Qingyi." Jiang Yuyu said.

"These two girls have similar interests, and they probably go crazy when they see something." Wenren Lingmeng said with a smile.

Seeing the two of them like that, it's like two wild girls have met.

Mu Zibai turned around, and saw that the little goose's expression was a little gloomy, as if he had something on his mind, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What's wrong?" Mu Zibai asked softly.

Little Goose sighed, smiled reluctantly, and said: "I really envy Miss and Auntie, although Little Goose has always been by Miss's side, has read many books, and read many poems, but I am so, there is no ink, I really wish I could write a poem." ”

Wenren Lingmeng said with a smile: "I think, it's not because of this, our little goose shouldn't be thinking about men, right?" ”

"Miss, don't talk nonsense, it's not." The little goose said in a panic, how could the young lady say this, how embarrassing.

The little goose, who had never been moved, also blushed at the moment.

Wenren Lingmeng deliberately joked: "Why don't Miss find you a good family to marry?" ”

"No, the little goose wants to take care of Miss and Uncle for the rest of his life." The goose shook his head.

"Lie to you, I'm not willing to marry such a good maid." Wenren Lingmeng took the hand of the little goose, although the little goose is a maid, but from childhood to adulthood, the relationship is more like a sister.

"Writing poetry is actually very simple, first of all, there must be a definite theme, you can't moan without illness, and then there are problems with words, leveling, rhyming, etc., you haven't studied systematically, in fact, it is not difficult to learn systematically, the difficulty is to write a good poem."

The little goose was confused, what is systematic learning? I don't know her very well, it's like listening to a book from heaven.

"If you want to learn, just ask me." Wenren Lingmeng said with a smile: "You have a good foundation, you should be able to learn it easily." ”

"Hmm."

was just about to go to the beach, but saw Jiang Keyin running over in a hurry, sweating profusely, as if there was something important.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you see the light clothes? ”

Mu Zibai frowned, realizing that the problem was a little bad, and the first thing that came to mind was that Wenren's light clothes should not be lost.