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"Little Grandpa Xia, the wine glass floated in front of you, it's time for you to chant poetry. ”

As the cry came, a group of talented and beautiful women turned their heads sideways and looked at the white-clothed young man sitting in the middle of the mountain stream.

The young man in white is named Xia Xuan, and he is the little grandfather of the Xia State Mansion, and he is sixteen this year.

The little grandfather is like a beautiful jade, with black hair and a shawl, and his expression is scattered,

He's not wearing a crown and a bun like everyone else, so it's very special here.

At this time, when he heard the shout, his eyes opened dimly, raised his hand and grabbed the amphora wine glass floating down the water, raised his head and drank it all.

Then he got up, pointed his finger into the distance, and said loudly with great courage:

"You don't see the east of the river to go to the waves,

You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky,

When don't you see the spring flowers and autumn moon,

Three points of spring, two points of dust, and one point of flowing water!"

A poem came out, shocking the four.

All the talented and beautiful women were shocked by such a domineering atmosphere.

The talented girl sitting on the left side of the young man in white looked at her curiously, her pretty face was full of question marks, and she wondered: "Brother Xia, why does every sentence of your poems sound very imposing and tasteful, but when combined together, it is weird?"

The drunken little grandfather who had just drunk wine smiled and said: "Sister of the Su family, don't worry, no one knows poetry better than me, you still have to.. I have to taste it again. ”

This woman's name is Su Qingmeng, she can sit next to Xia Xuan, her identity is naturally not low, and her appearance is not low, she is the daughter of Suhou Mansion, she is fifteen this year, her lips are red and her teeth are white, her eyes are like stars, her long hair is combed with two cute little mustaches, showing the appearance of being knowledgeable.

When the talented girl heard the frivolous title of "Sister of the Su Family", she was not angry, and other talented and beautiful women were also accustomed to it.

After all, the little grandfather is such a person, drunk and singing, debauched, often speaking amazingly, plus handsome, with a big background, and a lot of talented and beautiful people every day, so he was acquiesced by everyone.

A group of talented people know that although the little grandfather likes to brag, he can often make some good sentences, and now every sentence of this poem sounds quite flavorful, is it really that the appreciation level of himself and others is not enough?

So, this group of young ladies who were playing "Qu Shui Liuzhen" began to discuss.

A young fat man said: "The east of the great river goes to the waves, and the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, how majestic this momentum is, it is not a person who is pregnant with the rivers and mountains in his chest can not say it."

And when is the spring flower and autumn moon, the spring color is three points, two points of dust, and one point of flowing water, but it is very graceful, which makes people suddenly feel a little sad and sad.

However, when put together, it is really confusing to this office. ”

This fat man's name is Zhou Hatjiu, his name was given by his grandfather, his grandfather is a former captain, his father is a general, and the force value is very high.

Another girl who was quite charming and smeared with rouge gouache said: "You don't understand, right?

At this time, another yellow-clothed young man who was upstream of the stream grabbed his wine glass and shouted, "Do you want to continue?"

Zhou hatjiu shouted: "Wait a little longer, taste the poems." ”

The crowd continued, and you said a word to me.

Suddenly, a dignified-looking young man with a neat bun and crown said lightly: "I think he is talking nonsense!

Everyone looked sideways, and this young man was Meng Shan, the little grandfather of the Meng State Mansion, who was equivalent to Xia Xuan's identity.

But Monsan is too decent, and everyone usually doesn't like to take him to play, but the identity is here, and Monsan is coming, and everyone has to bring him.

I don't know why, everyone just doesn't like this kind of one-sided little grandfather Meng, but they like the little grandfather Xia who is blind every day, it stands to reason that it should be the other way around, but it's so strange.

Monshan's words stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, and immediately caused a strong resistance.

Zhou hated wine and said: "Little Grandpa Meng, I don't like to hear your words."

Although the order of Xia Xiaogong's poems is not neat, it does not rhyme, and it does not conform to which word plate.

But you see, every sentence is so meaningful!

There is a feeling that the word has spread all over the country!

The little grandfather said four sentences in this word, if you have the ability to say a word, my fat man Zhou will not hate wine today, and he will have three glasses in a row!!"

A girl next to Zhou Hatjiu quietly reminded: "Xiao Yanei, don't drink too much, if your grandfather smells the wine, he will kill you." ”

Zhou hated the wine as if he hadn't heard it, and his eyes were like electricity.

Monsan smiled and shook his head, but did not speak.

This smile made the fat man almost go berserk.

Although some other talented women felt that Xia Xuan was more interesting in their hearts and wanted to help say a few words, they felt that it was better not to participate in this kind of battle, so they all smiled on the side, silently supporting Grandpa Xia and Zhou Xiaoyanei who was fighting in the ring at this time.

Su Qingmeng looked sideways to the side, and saw that the little grandfather Xia with scattered black hair had already fallen back, he didn't seem to mind other people's accusations at all, and he had no intention of participating in such discussions.

He stretched his long body comfortably, a pair of long legs pressed against the soft yellowish green grass, his face shone with the golden sun, his eyes closed, and he looked like he had drunk too much wine last night, or stayed up late and didn't get enough sleep.

Su Qingmeng sniffed his nose and actually smelled the smell of rouge gouache.

She pricked up her ears to listen, and all she heard was the sound of continuous breathing.

On the other hand, Meng Shan and Zhou Hatjiu have been arguing and have entered the mode of "asking questions, answering, whoever can't say is a pig".

Su Qingmeng coughed and said, "Don't make any noise, Grandpa Xia is already asleep." ”

Meng Shan coldly glanced at the young man lying on the grass, and his eyes showed incomparable disdain,

He got up and snorted coldly:

"Shaft, inadequacy and conspiracy!!I see what you will look like in ten years!!"

After saying that, he got up directly, took up a horse tied to the side of a mountain tree, stepped on the stirrup, stepped on it, threw the whip again, pulled out a ringing flower, and went away, and there was no shadow in the distance.

After making this scene, half of the fun of playing is gone.

The talented men and women were a little depressed, and Zhou hated the wine even more angrily, he just didn't like the appearance of the little grandfather Meng, as if others were different from him and had no future.

At this time, everyone looked at the initiator of this farce - Grandpa Xia.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became joyful, and the white-clothed young man with long hair slept soundly, as if the quarrel just now had nothing to do with him, and he was the only person in the audience who was not depressed.

The little grandfather fell asleep, and suddenly there were words in his mouth, as if he was talking in a dream: "Open the window in the autumn moonlight, extinguish the candle and untie the skirt, in the smiling curtain, lift the body of Lan Huixiang ~~~"

This is a glamorous poem, and everyone understands it as soon as they hear it.

The talented people only felt that the little grandfather was awesome, and he actually chanted such a shameful thing in public.

The talented girls are all flushed.

Suddenly, a young girl said angrily: "Dengzi!"

With that, she got up and straddled away.

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