Seeing the woman appear from the private room, the people below also began to coax, wanting to see what kind of level the people in the private room were.

"You guys wait, wait until my Xiao Yun has seen it first!"

Sun A-Niang also smiled at the people below, and then walked straight towards Xiao Yun's big room.

"Xiao Yun, come and see the poem that this Xiao Langjun just wrote, you can't get into your eyes!"

After Sun A-Niang entered the door, she also spoke to Xiao Yun inside the curtain.

"Sun A-Niang, don't be like this, Xiao Yun can't stand it."

The curtain opened, and a blue figure flashed out, it was Xiao Yun, the Oiran of this Fengxiao Pavilion.

"The more awe-inspiring the Snow Wind is, the stronger the temperament in the flowers."

"When it is outdated, it will drift away, and it will be more pitiful to Dongjun."

took the plum blossom quatrain written by Li Yanran and read it carefully.

"How?"

glanced at Xiao Yun, and Sun A-Niang was also full of anticipation.

Although she couldn't understand this, she still hoped that Xiao Yun would like it.

After all, no one knows what Li Siwen's temper is, if he really provokes the other party, this Fengxiao Pavilion will be over.

"Sun A-Niang, did you tell him about Xiao Yun?"

Xiao Yun has already understood this Yongmei, and the other party is really powerful.

In just a few sentences, her psychology is vividly depicted, absolutely.

This person can really be listed as a bosom friend by her.

"Well, how much did you mention, what's wrong with you?"

Sun A-Niang was stunned for a moment, not knowing what this Xiao Yun meant.

"It's okay, A-Niang Sun bothered you to bring the little Langjun who wrote the poem, Xiao Yun is willing to drink with him."

Xiao Yun shook his head, and there were some tears between his beautiful eyes.

Thousands of dollars are easy to get, but soulmates are hard to find.

Someone who knows herself so well, she also wants to get acquainted with.

"Okay, then you get ready!"

Sun A-Niang also smiled, it would be the best to be able to pass your eyes.

In this way, she doesn't have to offend Li Siwen.

"Whoa!"

Xiao Yun retreated directly into the curtain and began to prepare for Li Siwen's arrival.

"Sun A-Niang came out, what, what!"

"That's it, past Xiao Yun's eyes?"

"Hurry up and show us!"

Seeing Sun A-Niang coming out of Xiao Yun's room, the guests below were also very upset about eating melons, and they didn't know if this person was a straw bag or really talented.

"Don't be anxious, everyone, I'll read this psalm to you first!"

"The more awe-inspiring the Snow Wind is, the stronger the temperament in the flowers."

"When it is outdated, it will drift away, and it will be more pitiful to Dongjun."

Sun A-Niang also laughed and recited the poem.

"The artistic conception of this poem is high!"

"That's right, the wind and snow are combined, and Aohan is independent, which is good."

"This poem should be hung on the beams of the pavilion!"

Hearing this Yongmei, the guests below also clapped their hands and praised together.

After all, good poetry is like good wine, and tasting it can cleanse the soul.

Although this Yongmei is not the pinnacle, it can be regarded as a meaning and a poem.

To hear such a psalm, it is not a loss to come here this time.

"What's good, it's just what it likes!"

In the midst of everyone's rainbow farts, a different voice also sounded in the crowd.

"Li Daosan, if you can't write poems yourself, don't say that other people's poems are bad."

"It's just that I've never seen such a person, I haven't done a single poem myself, and I'm there all day long commenting on others."

"That's right, people who talk about this and that all day long, and it's people like you who talk about it with high eyes!"

Hearing Li Daosan's words, the guests below also mocked.

This guy's background is not bad, his grandfather's name is Li Dewu, this person may not be known, but his grandmother is very famous.

It is Pei Shuying, a martyr who has always been praised, and his maternal great-grandfather was the secretary of the Ministry of Rites during the Great Sui period, the famous politician, diplomat and geographer Pei Ju Pei Hongda.

The Pei family is a wealthy family in Guanzhong, and this Li Daosan can be regarded as the queen of a wealthy family.

But although he has money at home, his writing is mediocre, and he doesn't have a single article that can be taken out at all.

"Cut, you philistines, I don't write poetry because no one can make me tempted and disdainful!"

Li Daosan was also a little blushing when he was said, so he could only shirk it and talk about masturbation.

"Don't be ashamed, you say this poem is not good, what is not good?"

Li Siwen and Di Renjie were invited out by Sun A-Niang, and listening to Li Daosan's words, they couldn't help but shout at him.

You're a waste-like person, and you dare to pick and choose from my boss.

Do you really think you are the number one writer in the world?

Joke.

The poem is too prosaic, and although it is intended to be noble, it is weak to elaborate.

Poetry, pay attention to metaphors and not mention people, you are obviously for Bo Na Xiao Yun to smile.

According to her previous life experience and what she wrote in her heart, this naturally fell behind! ”

Although Li Daosan can't write good poems, he has his own ideas on the taste.

For Li Yanran's song, he naturally thought that the other party wrote it in order to please Xiao Yun.

That would naturally be a disadvantage for him.

"You fart, what do you mean to fight Xiao Yun with a smile.

This. The poem is clearly yes. ”

Li Siwen was dumbfounded, the so-called book is less hated when it is used, and it is not difficult to know what to do.

At this moment, he felt that what the other party said was wrong, but he couldn't refute it.

It's really going to suffocate him.

"Okay, what's your name?"

Li Yanran also sneered next to her, she didn't know anything about it, so you came out to comment?

This girl is a metaphor for plums, not just for the sake of a Pomeranian smile.

There are too many such noble and elegant people, of course, if this Xiao Yun can really keep his heart in this red dust.

She can bear it, too.

After all, people are divided into life and death, regardless of whether they are high or low.

She won't look down on people just because the other party is a singer and a orchid.

"His name is Li Daosan, the grandson of the Pei family in Hedong."

"His grandfather is Julu Ling Li Dewu, and his grandmother is the daughter of Pei Ju, a university scholar, Pei Shuying."

"He is also the number one bastard in Luoyang!"

Li Daosan hadn't spoken yet, and the guests on the side also told all the identities of the other party.

"They are right, I am Li Daosan."

Li Daosan also took a sip of wine and stood up directly.

"Li Daosan, it's still my family!"

Hearing the other party's name, Li Siwen also glared at the other party next to him.

"Don't dare."

Li Daosan also smiled, but there was a hint of disdain in that smile.

"Don't dare, since you said that this poem is not good, then I will send you another one, if you can find fault with it, my brother will pay for your consumption today!"

Li Yanran likes to see this kind of person the most, the more reckless you are, the more I feel a sense of accomplishment when I clean up.

"What an embarrassment to be so! Come on! ”

glanced at Li Yanran beside Li Siwen, and Li Daosan was also happy in his eyes.

He can't write poetry, but he's still very good at picking bones in eggs.

Someone treats him, so he can only be disrespectful.

"But what if you can't find fault with the ugly things ahead?"

Hearing that Li Daosan agreed, Li Yanran also spoke again.

After all, she never trades at a loss, and she can't give everything herself, but she doesn't pull out a dime a dime when it comes to you.

She couldn't do such a thing.

Besides, Pei Ju has also heard that he was an official in the two dynasties, and he is also a geographer, who once compiled such a geographical masterpiece as "Atlas of the Western Regions".

Since he is his great-grandson, maybe he is also a talent.

"If I can't find a fault, the consumption package of the whole audience will be today!"

Li Daosan also sneered, and directly threw the bag on his waist on the table.

The bright gold cake also jumped out of the bag.

"I don't care about that, so if you can't find fault with it, you can come with me and do something for me, how about it?"

Li Yanran glanced at the gold sprinkled on the table, her eyes full of disdain.

Do you dare to show off with me? The money really didn't seem attractive to her at all.

"You doll is not qualified to speak, I don't bother to talk to you, sir!"

Hearing Li Yanran's words, Li Daosan also shook his head.

What's the use of a doll's words, go and lift the bar with a child.

Isn't that pure and sick?

"You fuck off, what he said is what I said, dare not!"

Seeing that the other party actually despised Li Yanran, Li Siwen instantly became angry.

What is the identity of my brother Li who is meow, and he is looked down upon by you as a foreigner.

Are you worthy?

"Okay, since Li Xiaolangjun wants to play, then Li Daosan might as well be respectful!"

Li Daosan smiled, he naturally knew Li Siwen's identity, but he was not afraid at all.

Although he is only a foreign son of the Pei family in Hedong, he can also be regarded as a wealthy family in Guanzhong.

And he has no ambitions, but he is an idle cloud and a wild crane, even if Li Siwen is the emperor's envoy?

I don't work in business, I don't work in politics, and I don't have a handle at all.

As for what the other party said about doing things for him, it doesn't matter, he can't lose anyway.

"Okay, happy, then it's still about plum blossoms, you listen well!"

Li Yanran shook her head, young people are just too easy to get angry.

Next, I will let you know what is called the sinister world, and some things are not what you think, but what they are.

There will always be accidents, and I am the biggest one.

"Li Daosan, listen to me!"

Li Daosan also smiled, picked up another glass of wine, and drank it all.

"A few plums in the corner."

"Ling Han drove alone."

"Haruka is not snow."

"For the sake of a dark incense."

When Li Yanran's poem landed, the entire Fengxiao Pavilion also fell into peace.

Everyone is reminiscing about the charm of this poem, and they don't care about anything else.

Li Daosan looked at Li Yanran, who was speechless, and the whole person was stunned.

This poem is very similar to the artistic conception just now, but it is different.

He could make two masterpieces in an instant, and he really hadn't heard of such a character.

This. This makes him how to pick bones.

He really wants to slap his mouth now, and he blushes when he thinks about the words just now.

also said that people want to make people laugh, why am I so cheap.

This is clearly a metaphor for people, talking about those who are elegant and dignified.

It's over, I'm going to be done.

If this spreads, I really won't be able to mix it up in the future.

"Good!"

(End of chapter)