After this poem was chanted, the scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to Wei Qianqian.

I saw her wearing a white dress, standing in the peach forest, peach blossoms of different shades of color, fluttering one after another, falling on her white dress.

and her non-powdered face, complementing each other, as if competing for beauty.

The spring breeze passed slightly, blowing her white dress, blowing her green silk, and blowing peach blossoms dancing around her.

Such a woman, such a picture, as if in the painting, makes people unforgettable at a glance, every time I think of it, it is the spring breeze blowing the heartbreak!

"Hahaha, good boy, it's not a small daring! Dare to tell his daughter about his lovesickness in front of the county guard! Wu Zhengtong laughed loudly, without concealing it at all.

"Okay, what a poem of heartbroken love." Zhang Xiu picked up the written poem and smiled, "Come on, come on, the old man will explain it to you." ”

Wei Yan was shocked and anxious, and was surprised that Wei Qing really amazed them again, although the refining of words in this poem is simple, but this artistic conception is absolutely profound!

What's in a hurry is that this special mother is confessing to her daughter in front of him.

If this is caught by Zhang Xiu and explained it deeply, then the fun will be even greater.

"Zhang Xiu! Old horseman, you shut up to this official! Wei Yan oppressed people with officials, and at the same time ran over to grab the poem.

Zhang Xiu grabbed it and ran.

Wu Zhengtong and Bai Shan were not idle, and they blocked Wei Yan when they went up.

"Master Wei, what are you doing, let Lao Zhang explain, there are still many students who don't understand what it means!"

"That is, Wei Junshou, this poem is incomprehensible, how to determine the first name of this literati? Don't miss Your Majesty's grace! ”

"You, you!" Wei Yanqi's eyes were round.

Zhang Xiu on the other side was already laughing and interpreting it deeply.

"Well, this superficial meaning is very simple, it is the scene under the peach tree that Qianqian erected just now."

"The petals of peach blossoms come in different shades, just like a woman's makeup, and heavy makeup is always appropriate. Isn't this exactly writing that Qianqian is as beautiful as a peach blossom even if she doesn't apply powder? ”

"The spring breeze blew through the pink and white petals and blew on the white dresses of the people under the trees. It's unforgettable, unforgettable, and every time I think of it, it's endless lovesickness! ”

Well, this poem is written in reality, and spring love is written in fiction. The poem is shallow, but subtle and timeless. ”

"Especially the image of a girl who is vague, unpredictable, and can only be understood, aptly expresses the kind of young man who is pregnant with spring, and is worried about the inexplicable troubles that are difficult to speak."

"Tsk, every time I read it, I can't help but think of the picture just now, lingering, and the aftertaste is endless!"

"Ahh Wei Qianqian's cheeks were as red as ripe peaches, and her angry jade feet sudden.

Then he turned his fierce gaze to Wei Qing and gritted his teeth.

"Wei Qing, you disciple! I'll kill you! ”

When the words fell, Wei Qianqian rushed towards Wei Qing.

"Miss Wei, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" Wei Qing turned around and ran, how could he fight her, the county guard was still standing next to her.

This interpretation made some students who didn't understand the meaning of it suddenly realize and were dumbfounded.

"My God, Wei Qing's courage is so big, he actually wrote love poems to tease other people's daughters in front of his father." Zheng Shi's eyes widened.

Zhou Xiaoshu glanced at him and said, "Is this called flirting?" This is clearly the most elegant courtship! ”

"That's right! Wei Qing is really a model for my generation! Someone chimed in.

Wang Hu listened to the rumors of the two, his face became more and more pale, and his eyes were full of coldness.

Wei Qing was chased by Wei Qianqian and ran all over the peach orchard.

"Wei Junshou, do you think they are flirting?" Wu Zhengtong said very seriously.

Zhang Xiu and Bai Shan immediately looked up and laughed.

When Wei Qianqian heard this, she stopped chasing and was furious: "Dean! You are disrespectful to the old! ”

Wei Yan was even more furious: "Wu Zhengtong! This official will definitely write a recital for His Majesty today, and I will refer to you for a copy! ”

Wu Zhengtong saw that Wei Yan was not light, and he no longer made fun of him, and said: "Okay, okay, Lord Wei, please calm your anger, the old man is here to apologize to you." ”

"Humph!" Wei Yan snorted coldly and shouted to Wei Qianqian, "Qianqian, don't make trouble, don't disturb the ceremony, and be angry for your father afterwards!" ”

"Wei Qing! You give Miss Ben a wait! This thing is not over! Wei Qianqian said viciously.

Wei Qing muttered: "That's definitely not over, you still have to be a scholar for me!" ”

"What are you muttering?!" Wei Qianqian glared.

"No, nothing!" Wei Qing said stupidly.

Wu Zhengtong said: "Students, what level is the level of reciting Wei Qing's poems, naturally you know!" ”

The students did so.

The next moment, whether it is a restless person or a calm person, but everyone who recites poetry can't help but think of Wei Qianqian, wearing a white long dress, standing between the peach forests, there is a scene of peach blossoms lingering and flying.

There is more of that kind of lovesick sadness and troubles in my heart.

This is the power of third-level poetry, even if the eyes are disturbed by everything in front of them, and the heart is invaded by endless thoughts, as long as it is recited, the artistic conception in the poem will come to mind.

If you reach the fourth-level poetry of God, as long as you write it, the artistic conception of the poem will be spread out like a real picture!

But compared to the fifth-level poems, it is just a dead painting that appears, and it lacks the power of the artistic conception that erupts!

"Brilliant mood!" Someone exclaimed.

"Level 3 poetry! Wei Qing actually made a third-level poem! ”

"Was he a result of strength, or was it luck? Third-level poetry, even if it is a third-grade literati who was awarded the position of Jinshi by His Majesty, it is difficult to make it, and he actually succeeded! ”

For a while, the audience exclaimed.

Even Wei Qianqian herself recited it, and the picture of herself being haunted by peach blossoms came to mind.

This made the anger in her heart inexplicably reduce a little, but she had more admiration for Wei Qing.

"You're so proud! How proud you are now, how miserable you will be when you die! Wang Hu cursed with compassion.

As soon as his whisper fell, Wei Qing walked up to him.

"Brother Wang, you lost! Three months of minion, I hope you do your duty! ”

"Ahh Wang Hu was startled, and then remembered that his special mother still made a gambling contract with him!

How is this going on? Could it be that he really wanted to be his slave for three months? Then I don't know how to kill him directly!

People also reacted, yes, between them, there is still a gambling contract!

Now, Wei Qing, win!

Wang Hu's eyes suddenly fell on Wei Qianqian, and said, "Miss Wei also gambled, why didn't you ask her to honor the gambling contract?" ”

"In my opinion, you will only bully the soft and fear the hard!"

As soon as this statement came out, let alone Wei Yan, who was a father, Wu Zhengtong and the three of them frowned, this move was not done by the eldest husband, this son is too narrow-minded!

Wei Qing smiled and said, "Miss Wei helped me achieve third-level poetry, I just don't ask her to honor the gambling contract, what does it matter to you?" ”

"Or do you want to pay in front of so many people?!"

Before Wang Hu could speak, Wei Qianqian said angrily: "Who helped you become a poem?!" Isn't it just to be a scholar, Miss Ben is willing to gamble and lose, from now on, I am your scholar! ”

Wei Yan was dumbfounded, his daughter is good at everything, she is too strong! This kid said that he wouldn't look for you to honor the gambling contract, and you are still stubborn?

Wei Qing glanced at Wei Yan and didn't dare to take Wei Qianqian's words, but sarcastically said to Wang Hu: "Listen." You are a dignified seven-foot man, but you are not as proud as a woman! ”

"That's it, I, Wei Qing, am not aggressive, since you don't want to be my minion, I don't make it difficult for others."

"As long as you apologize to me in front of everyone and say that you lost, this matter will be stopped!"

Wang Hu's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said, "Is this true?!" ”

Wei Qing said: "Seriously! ”

Everyone didn't expect that Wei Qing's heart was so broad-minded, and everyone could see that Wang Hu didn't have any kindness to Wei Qing'an from the beginning.

originally thought that after Wei Qing won the bet, he would force Wang Hu to be his slave and teach him a hard lesson.

Unexpectedly, he just asked Wang Hu to make a gift.

Wu Zhengtong looked at Wei Qing, nodded slowly, and said: "Not only is he talented, but he also has such a mind and such a great talent, this son will become a great weapon in the future!" ”

Even Wei Yan, who looked at Wei Qing unpleasantly, couldn't help but answer: "Yes, it's good to cultivate, this son will become a dragon and a phoenix just around the corner!" ”

Wu Zhengtong raised his eyebrows and said, "Congratulations to Lord Wei, for getting this dragon son-in-law!" ”

Wei Yan's face suddenly darkened: "Wu Zhengtong, this official will definitely refer to you!" ”

On the other side, Wang Hu hurriedly apologized to Wei Qing, for fear that he would regret it.

"Wei Qing, I lost!"

"Brother Wang doesn't need to be polite, everyone is a classmate and friend, you don't need to be so serious, straighten up quickly." Wei Qing personally went to help Wang Hu, but, while helping him, he whispered in his ear.

"Do you know why I didn't force you to be my minion?"

"Why?" Wang Hu couldn't help asking.

Wei Qing said coldly: "Because, you are not worthy!" ”