Chapter Twenty-Four: Chu Hao Pretends to Be a Pig [Seeking Red, Seeking Red......]
It was exactly what I expected!
After hearing this, Chu Hao almost didn't look up to the sky three times to vent his heart.
Even though he hadn't read much in his previous life, he had memorized those rules and regulations in the casting door, and what was the wisdom of the sages, and he had not been less influenced by poetry.
In this shijie, he is simply the possession of all the great poets and literati in his previous life. As soon as Chrysostom opens, he doesn't directly kill all the talents!
And he refused to compare poetry with the little prince and others in the restaurant before, that is, the people on his side are all martial artists, and he is in the limelight alone, which will not only fall into the mouth, but also cause unwarranted suspicion, which is not cost-effective.
Chu Hao knew in the memory of the son of the world that Lin Yue'er was able to be civil and martial, and everyone was born, in this shijie where men are superior to women, women with ideas must have enough ability to be conceited and high, and they must rely on these two things. And the prince of the world is not a martial artist now, presumably Lin Yue'er has known it in the past few days when she came to the palace, so comparing poetry is also something that Chu Hao expected.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have found himself bored and killed.
I silently thought calmly, calmly. Chu Hao squeezed out an ugly expression on his face, as if he was cowardly about something, raised his head to look at Lin Yue'er, smiled reluctantly, and said, "Poetry...... Poet?"
Lin Yue'er seemed to be very satisfied with Chu Hao's expression now, and she felt a little proud in her heart, her sharpened chin was raised, her eyes were bent, and she said, "What's the matter?
"As soon as I open my golden mouth, how can I regret it!" Chu Hao grimaced, as if he was a little unwilling, and said, "However, can you change to another comparison, this one is like ......"
Before Chu Hao finished speaking, she was interrupted by Lin Yue'er, her good-looking eyelashes jumped and jumped, as if she was excited to leave the palace for a while, and said: "We are more poetic, if you don't dare to compare, Miss Ben will not embarrass you." β
Chu Hao's face was uncertain, and he hesitated repeatedly. And he looked at Lin Yue'er's expression distractedly and secretly, and found that the other party seemed to be more nervous than himself, and he laughed even more.
"You are a big man, how can you be a mother-in-law!" Lin Yue'er couldn't help it, and stomped her feet, "Is it better than that!"
Chu Hao finally gritted his teeth and said, "It's better than it, but if you lose, you can't regret it!"
"Hmph, you should keep this sentence to yourself!" Lin Yue'er said proudly, and Fluttershy on the side was also very happy when she heard Chu Hao's words, and hurriedly went into the room to prepare a pen and inkstone.
"What's the comparison?"
There are too many things that poetry can include, although Chu Hao is possessed by countless poetry gods, but if Lin Yue'er comes up with a proposition that he does not have in his head, it will still be a dead end, and he hurriedly asked.
Lin Yue'er Xinyou paced, put her hands behind her back, and watched as Fluttershy put the pen and inkstone and rice paper on the stone table one by one, her beautiful eyes crossed Chu Hao's face, and said, "Since I put forward the conditions for the competition, then I can't take advantage of you too much, after all, you are also a little prince." This sentence was said contemptuously, and Chu Hao didn't bother to bother with her, so he only heard Lin Yue'er continue: "Just ask the little prince to propose." β
"That's it......" Chu Hao's head shook three times, and then said: "There are flowers, grass, courtyards, pools, and beautiful women. But the former are all clichΓ©s, so let's make a poem with a beautiful theme, no flowers and no grass, and no metaphors!"
"Don't use any metaphors?" Lin Yue'er was stunned, and she didn't have time to understand the meaning of Chu Hao's words, so she said, "What else can I do?"
"It's none of my business. Chu Hao smiled and said to Fluttershy on the side, "Fluttershy, incense," and then looked at Lin Yue'er: "A stick of incense time." β
Lin Yue'er bit her lower lip, frowned, and sat on the stone bench with difficulty in lifting the pen, as if she was contemplating it.
After Fluttershy lit the incense, Chu Hao didn't move his pen, and propped his elbows on, looking at Lin Yue'er's delicate side face. Lin Yue'er's nose was slightly wrinkled at the moment, her thin lips were slightly pursed, her hair slipped from the back of her head, and she was on her shoulders, and the small and delicate earlobes were faintly visible. I saw that she stopped writing from time to time, even frowning, and she was unusually delicate and beautiful.
Chu Hao sighed in his heart, such a beautiful woman, if he hadn't met that son, I'm afraid he would have lived a very happy life now. Unconsciously, I lost my mind.
"What do you see!" Lin Yue'er turned her head and glared at Chu Hao dissatisfiedly, if she had a substantial gaze, she couldn't concentrate on it at all, and said angrily.
Chu Hao smiled, "I'm looking for the prototype of the beautiful woman, you write yours, I look at mine." β
"You!" was completely defeated by Chu Hao's shamelessness, Lin Yue'er turned over and turned her back to him. Fluttershy purses her lips and smiles. was glared at by Lin Yue'er, and immediately retracted.
It is indeed a bit difficult to compose a poem in the time of a stick of incense, not to mention that it is a beautiful woman, and metaphors cannot be used. Although Lin Yue'er was conceited and a little talented, she still stumped her, but if she fell behind in front of Chu Hao, a gentleman, she would not be convinced.
Soon, the incense curled in the crane beak furnace, and it was half gone.
Lin Yue'er thought about it for a while, and secretly glanced at Chu Hao in the interval, and found that the latter was yawning and picking out his ears at the same time, and he was even more angry. This is a proposition put forward by Chu Hao, he was stumped by himself, he actually looked complacent, did he really come to tease himself this time, not really bet?
When Lin Yue'er thought of this, she was even more confused, hating Chu Hao. And Chu Hao's appearance, no matter what she thinks, she will not think that Chu Hao is a pedantic and confident.
"I said Yue'er, have you finished writing? Chu Hao laughed and said, "Otherwise, let's put an end to this bet for the time being, don't hurt our feelings because of this." β
"Don't call me Yue'er!" Lin Yue'er is a stubborn person, where can he stand Chu Hao, especially the radical general of the world like a straw bag. She had already had a grudge in the palace, and she would not give up willingly, and said: "Hmph, I think you can't write it yourself!"
Chu Hao saw that the incense was almost burned, and he no longer pretended to be a pig, and said leisurely: "A good sentence is made by nature, and a good hand can get it." It is pure and flawless, and it must no longer be artificial. Yue'er doesn't have to worry about me, I have a lot of luck in my heart, I just need to come at my fingertips!"
Lin Yue'er was stunned, she couldn't believe that this poem full of meaning came from the mouth of the wine bag and rice bag in human skin in front of her, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Chu Hao incredulously: "What did you say?"
"Don't stare at me with such adoration, I'll be embarrassed. Chu Hao smiled shyly, finally lifted the pen, pointed to the incense that was not burned, and said, "Yue'er, please don't try to disturb me anymore, Xiao Wang is going to start composing poems!"
"You!"
Unexpectedly, Chu Hao was serious for a few seconds, and then returned to his scoundrel appearance. Lin Yue'er's chest rose and fell, and she didn't have time to ponder the witty words just now, she turned her head fiercely, bit her lower lip with her teeth, and flew down the rice paper with her pen.
Zuihou fell a pinch of cigarette ash into the furnace, and a stick of incense burned out at this moment.
The time has finally come.
Chu Hao put down his pen and stood up, staring at Lin Yue'er, who was full of Hao Ran and put the ink on the stone table with his backhand, hahadaxiao said: "Yue'er, it's time, let Xiao Wang taste your poems." β
Lin Yue'er's cheeks were slightly red, she raised her head, and retorted: "This is your proposition, naturally, naturally I read your poems first! If you don't make it, I will also win!"
Chu Hao laid the rice paper flat on the stone table, and said lightly: "Then you can come and take a look." β
Looking at the ink marks on the rice paper, Lin Yue'er was a little disdainful at first. Thinking about this life, I don't know what to write up, I hope I don't want Miss Ben to laugh off her big teeth.
But when she stared at the rice paper and read it word by word, she was stunned for five or six seconds before she raised her head incredibly, pointed at Chu Hao with a white jade finger, her expression was exaggerated and a little cute, and she said glutinously: "This poem...... You wrote it?"
Chu Hao was extremely satisfied with Lin Yue'er's expression now, straightened his chest, and shook his head: "Here, is there anyone else?"
Fluttershy thought that her young lady had won, but when she saw her expression, it didn't seem to be the case, so she leaned over and looked at the rice paper, only to see that the ink had not dried, and it read:
There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent.
One look at the city, and then look at the country.
Rather than know the city and the country?
It's hard to get a beautiful woman!
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