Xiaolou and Xiaotong looked excited, they all knew that they were destined to be the sons of their sons in the future, and their own sons would naturally be as powerful as possible. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Satellite Hai sat on the side, with a smile on his face, looking at Tang Ze with some envy. The friend in front of him has soared into the sky since he returned from the Emerald Forest, and it is no longer something he can understand. He took a small sip of the incense spring, felt the aura that erupted in his body, and thought in his heart that he must seize the opportunity in front of him, otherwise he would only be a citizen of Li for the rest of his life.

Tang Ze's laughter stopped, looked at the few people in front of him, and asked, "Next." Who of you is coming?"

"Childe, do we have one too?"

Xiao Lou asked a little excitedly. Xiao Tong on the side pulled her sleeve and reminded her not to get carried away.

Tang Ze nodded: "This is natural. One song is also a gift, and six songs are also a gift. I'll give you a poem by myself. ”

Plagiarizing the essence of his own nation, Tang Ze didn't feel embarrassed at all, let alone such a great cause as spreading national culture......

Xiaotong hurriedly waved his hand, looking a little flustered: "This is your poem, how can you give it to us?"

Tang Ze naturally knew what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "Haoran righteousness is naturally to be accumulated, just now I have already written my best poems, no matter how much it is, it will be like that." Which of you will come first?"

"Third brother, I want it. When Tian Tianshou heard them speak, he was a little anxious, and even forgot to call the baby. She said happily, "The baby has grown so big, no one has ever sent a baby poem." ”

She looked at Tang Ze, her eyes full of anticipation. Tang Ze touched her little head: "What kind of poem does the baby want?"

Tian Tian thought for a while and said, "Well, the baby wants a poem like Brother Tang...... Well, it's better to have something delicious. ”

"Little gluttonous cat. ”

Tang Ze scolded with a smile and thought for a while: "Yes, you have to remember it." ”

Tian Tian nodded desperately, even put down the fruit in his hand, and looked at Tang Ze intently. The people around him also pricked up their ears, looking forward to his masterpiece.

Tang Ze groaned: "Singing goose." Goose goose goose ......"

Tian Tian just heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up, it was really delicious, roast goose or something, she liked it the most. Then I heard Tang Ze chant the next sentence: "Quxiang is cut with a knife...... Plucking and scooping water...... Light the fire and cover the pot. ”

Everyone fell, and Tian Tian also knew that he had been tricked, so he immediately slapped Tang Ze on the shoulder, and said hatefully: "Although it rhymes, the baby doesn't want this poem." Boiled goose in white water is not delicious at all. ”

The crowd laughed. Tang Ze also laughed a few times, and then said, "Okay, I won't tease you, you remember." The poem is called Yongyue. The hour does not know the moon, and it is called a white jade plate...... and suspicious Yaotai mirror, flying in the blue clouds...... The immortals hang down their feet, and the laurel tree is a group...... The white rabbit pounded the medicine, and asked who Yan was having dinner with?"

"The baby remembered. What a beautiful poem...... Thank you, third brother. She read it over with joy, and her expression was very satisfied. The people around were also moved by the beautiful scenery depicted in this poem, and they couldn't help but be amazed, two poems in a row, but the styles were very different, which made people surprised.

Just when everyone was amazed, Zhou Ning'er's voice came, but this voice was different from her usual voice, and it sounded in her ears, as if she was whispering softly.

"Brother Tang...... Little sister, I want such poetry too. ”

Tang Ze's goosebumps fell to the ground, and when he looked over, he saw that the little girl leaned forward, and on a pretty pink face, a pair of big eyes were watery, fluttering, looking at himself with affection, his eyes were burning, as if he wanted to penetrate his heart all the time.

Tang Ze's eyes were subconsciously attracted by a pair of white rabbits less than a foot away from him, and his heart suddenly trembled, and he hurriedly looked away.

"You're amazing, I'm scared of you. Listen up...... Well, the name is 'Inscription for a Strange Woman', a sassy and heroic five-foot gun, and the first light of dawn is performed on the school field...... The sons and daughters of Shenzhou are full of ambitions, and they don't love red clothes and arms. ”

“...... The sons and daughters of Shenzhou are full of ambitions, and they don't love red clothes and arms. ”

Zhou Ning'er muttered, and after a while, she noticed Tang Ze's disgusted expression, his head was tilted, his beautiful eyes were stunned, and he let out a heavy "hum", and immediately returned to his true colors.

She thought that she and this kid were competing in martial arts by the Xuanwu River early that morning, and in the face of her unreasonable provocation, he was merciful, and she couldn't help but blush.

She touched her hot cheek, knowing that something was wrong, and her heart became a little flustered.

The little county lord slowly retreated to the table behind him, poured himself a cup of fragrant spring, pretended to drink it all in a heart, patted his chest, and calmed down a lot in his heart, and said in his heart: "This county lord blushed after drinking, well, that's right......"

Then he poured himself another glass of wine, followed Tian Tian's example, and held the cup in the palm of his hand. Then I watched Tang Ze chant a new poem for Xiaolou over there.

"More than thirteen years later, the cardamom tip head in early February...... The spring breeze is ten miles of Tianjing Road, and it is better to roll up the bead curtain. ”

This poem provoked the pretty little girl to be infinitely shy, and her eyes were full of admiration and admiration. The little county lord also liked this poem, and his gaze at Tang Ze became more and more eager.

Immediately afterwards, she saw Tang Ze chanting to Xiaotong again, even the young man who was obviously a family member in a costume, Tang Ze did not fall behind. Then I listened to him talk about it in detail, and when Feng Yayubi wrote these poems later, how should his eyes be and how his psychology should be.

A series of six poems, all of which are masterpieces that can be passed down to the world, Zhou Ning'er listened to it, not only her cheeks, but also her whole body became hot, and her mind was dizzy, south, south, west, and north, and she didn't know how to tell the difference.

With trembling hands, she put the fragrant fountain in the cup into her mouth, and while swallowing the wine, she made a "ding" sound in her heart, leaving only one thought: "Woo-I'm done, I'm done......"

I don't know when, a mellow and loud bell suddenly came from between heaven and earth, which made Zhou Ning'er's mind instantly clear, and there was no trace of distraction, only the deep and clear bell that echoed between heaven and earth. She got up as if she was running away, and under Tang Ze's puzzled gaze, she jumped to her seat in a few steps, kneeling upright, and did not squint.

The bell of Qingyue continued, and everyone in Tianjing City knew that it was the heaven-shaking bell above the imperial city that had been runged!

There are two bells in Tianjing City, the dragon bell represents the disaster of destroying the country, and the earthquake bell represents the beginning of the celebration.

At this moment, this bell represents the beginning of the Mid-Autumn Festival carnival night!

Watching the stars and worshiping the moon in the lively place, watching the lanterns and guessing riddles on the bank of the Xuanwu River, scattering flowers and sprinkling gold on the upper floor of the imperial city, and the atmosphere in front of the Qiongyu Building is like the sea.

In the Qiongyu Building, the Qiongyu Poetry Club finally kicked off.

Not only Zhou Ning'er, but everyone quickly returned to their seats.

The archery game of the Seventh Prince Zhou Yuanliang has ended, and it is not surprising that he won the victory and won the first qualification to answer the 'three questions of infatuation' to the infatuated fairy.

After the nine bells rang, everyone in the hall was already kneeling behind their seats. Even Hanwen was invited to come, and he didn't know how he could go from the first layer to the sixth layer in such a short period of time, and then accurately find Tang Ze's seat.