Chapter 87: I'm Afraid Uncle Guo won't be able to get over it (Third Update!)

"That's right, I also want to see who makes a fool of it then!"

Qin Hao smiled faintly,

"Why don't we make a bet? Whoever can come out on top and become the guest of the master and the girl will win! The loser kneels on the ground and kowtows three times, learns to bark three times, and rolls out from here, how about it?"

Qin Hao's voice was deliberately loud, and everyone's eyes in the hall converged on him.

Being watched by so many people, Meng Tao and Liu Mang certainly couldn't have stage fright.

Meng Tao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered: "Sometimes ignorance is also a kind of self-confidence! Okay, very good! This son will bet with you today!"

"One more thing, as long as the loser meets the winner in the future, no matter where he is, he must call grandpa!

After speaking, his chin was raised, and he looked at Qin Hao with a provocative expression.

"It's so big, isn't it?"

Qin Hao showed a hint of hesitation.

"What, if you're afraid, just obediently grab your tail and get out, don't be embarrassed in this Inviting Moon Pavilion! This son will treat you as a fart and let you go, haha!"

Meng Tao laughed proudly, in his opinion, Qin Hao must be scared.

"Yes, I'm afraid that Uncle Guo won't be able to save face when the time comes!"

Qin Hao nodded with a serious face, "Suddenly there is another son, Uncle Guo doesn't mind, I deserve to panic in my heart!"

"You are presumptuous!"

Meng Tao was furious, and got up angrily and wanted to make a move on Qin Hao, but after glancing at Zhao Zhen, he forcibly suppressed his anger again.

"Boy, if my son doesn't talk to you, you just wait for a while and kowtow to call grandpa!"

"The teacher girl has arrived!"

Just as Meng Tao threatened coldly, a sharp old woman's voice sounded, and then a graceful figure appeared on the pavilion on the second floor.

The somewhat noisy lobby fell silent for a moment, and all eyes were focused on the shadow that appeared on the stairs.

It's Master Li!

I saw that he was sixteen or seventeen years old, his eyes were black and shiny, his face was crystal clear, and his complexion was like snow, and he was very delicate and beautiful.

Although she is still young, she is taller than the average Jiangnan woman, wearing a pink and lotus dress, and her breasts are shallow and exposed.

The skirt only covers the knees, and the belt of the same color around the waist binds the waist to a slender grip, and it is more lined with the chest.

What a beautiful twenty-eight beauty!

Qin Hao's eyes lit up, just in terms of appearance, this Master Li is not inferior to the fairy sister Wang Yuyan!

"Master, thank you for coming. ”

The sound like an orchid in the hollow valley sounded, with a touch of coquettish sweetness, which made people feel more comfortable.

This sound alone is enough to fascinate the soul.

No wonder it can charm so many dignitaries and talents!

Such a beautiful woman gave Xuzhu, I don't know if it's a waste?

Qin Hao thought secretly in his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but evoke a narrow evil smile.

This scene happened to be seen by Master Li, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Qin Hao's previous quarrel with Meng Tao and Liu Mang, Master Li could see it clearly on the second floor.

I don't know why, Master Li felt that it seemed that the two noble sons who seemed to have the upper hand would be unlucky in the end......

"The teacher girl said, there are three questions today, please answer them, and the teacher girl will determine the winner!"

When Master Li came to the lobby, he didn't continue to say anything, but a maidservant beside him spoke on his behalf and directly announced the rules of the competition.

"The first question is to write a poem with the theme of 'Lantern Festival'. ”

Lantern Festival?

Qin Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, now it is indeed close to the end of the year, and it will be the Spring Festival in half a month, and it is not far from the Lantern Festival.

Writing poems with the theme of the Lantern Festival can be said to be something that talented and beautiful people will do every Lantern Festival, and this first question is not difficult.

Among the poems that Qin Hao gave to Xuzhu, there are several poems about the Lantern Festival, and this first level must be easily handled.

"I'll come first!"

It was Meng Tao who spoke first.

Meng Tao glanced around at everyone, his gaze stayed on Qin Hao and Xuzhu for a moment, flashed a touch of disdain, and finally landed on Master Li.

"Everywhere in the city and countryside to celebrate Shangyuan,

The fireworks are a joy to watch.

It's hard to lock the new spring when it's cold,

The stove is warm, and it is advisable to cook white jade pills. ”

"Good, good poetry!"

"What a good poem! Meng Gongzi is really talented!"

......

Everyone's faces showed a look of amazement, even Zhao Zhen and Xu Zhu's faces showed admiration.

Meng Tao's poem, neat and neat, with beautiful artistic conception, is indeed a masterpiece.

Being able to write such a good poem in such a short period of time, this Meng Tao does have some literary brilliance.

But compared to poetry, Qin Hao really hasn't been afraid of anyone!

For 5,000 years, literati and writers have come out one after another, and they have grabbed a lot of amazing and brilliant poems, but they are afraid that they can't compare to Meng Tao?

"Second brother, go!"

It's time, close the door and let it go!

"Third brother, do you really want to say?"

Xuzhu scratched the back of his head.

"Nonsense, do you want to kneel down and kowtow to learn how to bark for a while, and call someone grandpa when we meet in the future?"

Qin Hao rolled his eyes angrily, he had already taught Xuzhu a lot of poetry in all aspects, and Xuzhu himself was quite accomplished in poetry.

I really don't understand what he's afraid of?

This second brother, it's just that he's too timid, and he's blind with a koi physique!

At this time, other people also wrote poems and lyrics successively, but compared with Meng Tao's poems, both the artistic conception and the words are much worse.

"The surname is Qin, it's your turn! What, can't you think of it? hahaha!"

Meng Tao laughed proudly, "I told you a long time ago that there is no ink in your stomach, so don't come here to be embarrassed!

"I also have to learn how to bark as a dog, and I have to call grandpa every time we meet in the future, hahaha!"

Liu Mang on the side laughed loudly, and the dignitaries and nobles also looked like they were watching the show.

"Second brother, do you really want to kneel down and kowtow to people and learn how to bark a dog?"

Xuzhu still looked hesitant, Qin Hao's face sank, and he glared at Xuzhu with some hatred,

"If you don't even dare to speak, second brother, then our brotherhood will end here! I, Qin Hao, don't have a second brother who is a wreck!"

Qin Hao's words were quite serious, but they were indeed what he was thinking.

No matter how blessed a person is, he can't live a lifetime by relying on good luck, if Xuzhu has always been so submissive and has lost the fearless spirit in the original book, then such a second brother, he is not rare!

"Third Brother ......"

Xu Zhu looked at Qin Hao's indifferent face, then looked at the gloating faces of the people around him, gritted his teeth, and finally mustered up his courage,

"Then, that little monk...... I'll just say it. ”

"Thousands of colorful flowers,

It never sleeps.

Bright lanterns hang high,

Only for the well-being of thousands of years. ”

After reading it, Xuzhu looked at the silent crowd, and scratched his head a little weakly,

"How's it going?"