Wei Qianqian saw that Wei Qing didn't speak, so she asked again.

"What? Don't you dare? ”

Wei Qing said speechlessly: "I don't even have a bet, what do you want me to dare?" ”

"It seems to be." Wei Qianqian pondered for a moment and said, "Then whoever loses!" Just give it to someone to be a book boy for a month! Do you dare?! ”

"What's not to dare to do? I'm afraid you'll lose by then, just don't cry! Wei Qingdao said.

Wei Qianqian sneered: "Hehe, I'll lose to you?" You should think about how to be a qualified scholar! ”

Wei Yan looked at his daughter and fought with Wei Qing, his face did not change.

Wu Zhengtong couldn't help but smile on the side: "Lord Wei doesn't seem to be worried at all." ”

"What am I worried about? My daughter won't lose! Wei Yan said proudly.

"I'm pretty confident in your daughter." Wu Zhengtong smiled, and then looked at everyone, "Since the two of you have already discussed, then ......"

However, before Wu Zhengtong's words were finished, Wang Hu stood up, looked at Wei Qing playfully, and spoke.

"Wei Qing! I'm betting with you too! However, the bet between us is just to be a scholar, which is too petty. If you want to gamble, let's make a big bet, and whoever loses will be the other party's slave for three months! ”

"How? Do you dare?! ”

"What?! The one who loses will be the slave of the other party for three months?! Zhou Xiaoshu exclaimed, and then his face was angry, "Wang Hu is clearly targeting Wei Qing!" ”

"He has already made second-level poems, but he still came to force Wei Qing to gamble."

"That's it!" Zheng Shi was also angry, and said to Wei Qing, "Wei Qing, Wang Hu is obviously cheating on you, don't promise him, see what he can do!" ”

Wang Hu joked: "What can I do with him?" It's just a consensual gamble, he doesn't want to participate, I don't care. ”

"Anyway, no one will sarcastically mock me for bullying the soft and being afraid of the hard, bullying girls!"

Wei Qing smiled playfully: "Just a second-level poem, does it make you so inflated?" ”

"Still a second-level poem?" Wang Hu shook his head amusedly, "Your unashamed appearance is really ridiculous." ”

"Well, since you stretch out your face and let me hit it, then it will be as you wish. I took this bet! Wei Qing was not afraid at all, and he should make a bet.

This remark suddenly made everyone's faces change greatly, and no one would have thought that Wei Qing would dare to fight when he knew that this was a mortal situation.

"Wei Qing, no." Bai Shan hurriedly said, "There should be harmony between classmates, but it's just a poetry assessment, and it's too much trouble, and it's not good if it affects the friendship between your classmates." ”

He didn't say something, that is, people have made poems of the second grade, and there is no doubt about the strong strength, you are still provoked, and you will be on the head, isn't this looking for death?

I made such a big hole for myself.

"Mr. Bai, please rest assured, a small bet can't affect the friendship between me and Wei Qing at all." Wang Hu answered, and then looked at Wei Qing playfully, "At this point, you must think so too, right?" ”

"That's natural, my friendship with Brother Wang is as solid as a rock, but it's not a small bet that can be affected." Wei Qing spoke indifferently, and then looked at Wei Qianqian.

"Since the gamble has been decided, Miss Wei, you can write poems first."

"I'm afraid you won't make it!" Wei Qianqian snorted coldly, the lotus step, and the voice like a silver bell sounded, "The spring breeze comes overnight, the peach and plum in front of the pavilion open, and the Confucian pilgrimage road reflects the color of the world." ”

When the words fell, all the students were stunned, their faces were a little disappointed, originally everyone had high expectations for Wei Qianqian, and felt that she could make a quatrain that amazed the four seats, but I didn't expect that the poem made was not as amazing as imagined.

There's nothing surprising about it other than it's catchy.

Wang Hu's face was regretful, but his heart was very happy, let you not look at me properly, just this poem? Hehe, how do you compare it to mine?

Wei Qing didn't notice anything at first, but after thinking about it carefully, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he praised loudly: "What a poem and two realms!" Miss Wei is really brilliant! ”

Everyone looked at Wei Qing like a fool, it turned out that he was an idiot, and this poem was also praiseworthy?

"Dare to bet with me about this? Wait to be Lao Tzu's minion! Wang Hu sneered in his heart.

However, Wu Zhengtong's next voice made everyone change color.

"Hehe, it seems that only Wei Qing who was present saw the doorway. He is right, the real beauty of this poem is that it is a poem and two realms! ”

This first realm is what you see literally. A night of spring breeze, the peach and plum flowers in front of this pavilion blow to bloom. ”

"The grand ceremony of the academy inscription is a road for our literati to look up to the realm of saints and work hard, here, the flowers of peach and plum are flying, and the beauty and brilliance of the world will be illuminated."

"It's realistic, it's scene."

"The real brilliance, however, lies in its hidden second realm! A night of spring breeze, this is the season of the monument ceremony. Therefore, the peach and plum students in front of the pavilion are blown into full bloom, which is to participate in the monument ceremony here and show their talents. ”

"The next is the far-reaching meaning, the pilgrimage road of the Confucian disciples, there are thousands of literati to go forward and follow, on this road, the Confucian disciples protect the world, guard the people, and leave all the demons and ghosts in the world behind, leaving a quiet purple and red in the world!"

"This is the true face of this poem!"

After Wu Zheng finished speaking, the scene was silent, and everyone's faces became more and more exciting, it turned out to be like this!

That's true!

Wei Qianqian, it's so powerful!

The eyes of all the students looking at Wei Qianqian became unnatural, just now they all despised it in their hearts, but as a result, it was themselves who were really ignorant!

Wang Hu's face was cloudy, and an inexplicable anger arose in his heart.

"Look!" Zhang Xiu held up the recorded poems, and the words on them were shining and enduring, as if they were alive on the paper!

"Leap on paper! Also secondary poetry! Someone spoke.

But no one has any objection to this result, this poem is so wonderful that it deserves the second rank!

Wei Yan looked at Wei Qianqian very proudly, and almost opened his mouth to call out to his daughter to emphasize their relationship to everyone.

"Although this poem is exquisite, it is a pity that it still lacks artistic conception, and it can be refined and refined in the future, and this poem has a great chance of being ranked third-class." Wu Zhengtong encouraged.

"Thank you Dean for the point." After Wei Qianqian finished speaking, her provocative gaze suddenly turned to Wei Qing, "It's your turn!" ”

Wei Qing suddenly became the focus.

His bet with Wang Hu and Wei Qianqian was so big, and both of them made amazing second-level poems, Wei Qing wanted to win, it was as difficult as climbing to the sky!

Wei Yan, Wu Zheng and the other four people's eyes also focused on Wei Qing motionlessly.

They were even more curious about whether this demonic son of a poor family could turn the tables and amaze them again in such a desperate situation.

But they didn't think that Wei Qing could win in their hearts, because it was too difficult!

You must know that composing poetry does not rely on the memory of endorsement, or the ability to comprehend the classics, but on one's own literary power, mood, talent, and so on.

Everything is based on one's own conditions and strength, rather than learning and copying from predecessors.

He was originally in a bad mood, which led to a failure to condense the monument, not to mention making poems beyond the second level, it is extremely difficult to reach the first level.

……

Wei Qing ignored the different eyes around him, he was just brewing a poetic mood, but his gaze suddenly stopped on Wei Qianqian.

She was wearing a white dress, and peach blossoms fell on her body one after another, and she was stunned.

"I'll go, do you want to be so appropriate!"

It's really too dog to steal the book of heaven, and the five-character quatrain that he stole was "Peach Blossom" by Yuan Zhen, a poet of the Tang Dynasty of Lanxing.

This poem has a very heavy love poetry meaning!

Forget about love poems, but the above scene is no different from this situation!

It's just written on the spot for Wei Qianqian's scene at this time!

He is not worried that there is a Yuan Zhen in this world, because although there are people with the same name and a similar history here, they are very different, and there are many Blue Star characters, which are not found in this world.

Besides, there is also a way to steal the book of heaven, it is to eat his knowledge, steal what he needs, how can he get him a poem that exists in this world.

In that case, how can it be called a thief's need?

What worries him is whether this poem will be beaten to death by Wei Qianqian when it is recited.

Moreover, even if she doesn't do it, there is still her county guard father standing next to her!

It's a pity that all the four "Erya" of the new school were stolen and eaten, and he only got this poem for him, and he had no way back!

"Alas! Die and die! Wei Qing sighed, didn't look at Wei Qianqian, stiffened his head, and said, "The peach blossoms are shallow and deep, like even deep makeup." The spring breeze helps the intestines to break and blows off the white clothes. ”