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Which stinky boy dumped He Zhizhang's "Willow Branch Words" as soon as he came up, and did the landlord dump the king as soon as he came up? What do you make others think of you? How do you let others play? Will your friends think that you are a showy person with no character? Will the morality of Datang Empire Limited Liability Company be lowered?

It's so unqualified!

"Xiao Yi's "Lotus Picking Fu" has the saying 'Jasper Little Family Girl', which is really amazing and appropriate. I never thought that this emerald willow branch had also become a small jasper. Whose family is this? It's really well written. ”

As the chairman of Datang Empire Co., Ltd., when he was the manager of the company's security department, in addition to being able to play, Li Dong's literary talent was still outstanding.

The four words of Jishi and Anmin, Li Dong still works hard as a motto.

"Your Majesty, it seems to be the Swallow Pavilion over there, and in previous years, it was the place where the Mengtong of Wubenfang gathered."

"Oh? Could it be the teaching of four primary schools? ”

"When the verses are presented, you will know when you ask."

When Wei Chigong heard that it was one of those little bastards in Wubenfang, he was immediately overjoyed: "Hahahaha...... Your Majesty, Your Majesty has just worshiped the Yellow Emperor, and Meng Tong has shown his talents, it can be seen that God bless the Tang Dynasty, God bless the Tang Dynasty! ”

The eldest grandson Wuji pinched his nose and didn't overdo it, this old guy is simply shameless, can he not shoot so superficially. Who doesn't know God bless Datang? If the heavens don't bless the Tang Dynasty, we nobles will drink the northwest wind?

Li Er was very satisfied, and said to King Chi Tian: "Qing's words, I am very happy, very happy." Hehehehehe......"

When the company commander Sun Empress heard this "Willow Branch Words", she also chuckled and said: "The spring breeze in February is like scissors, and it is really good to use." It's refreshing. ”

Not long after, among the swarming bear children on the side of the Swallow Pavilion, Yu Chihuan's face was flushed, and he stood in front of Zhang De like a grandson.

"Brother, I was wrong."

Lao Zhang sighed: "Alas, it's okay, it's okay. It's always going to be sung, but I just told you to put it off, but you forgot it. ”

It's not that Yu Chihuan is pretending to be forced, but that Wei Chihuan's nephew is pretending to be forced. Then his nephew was older than him, and in general, he couldn't do it physically than his nephew, and then his nephew went to Yanzi Pavilion to pretend to be forced.

Wei Chi Xunyu was triumphant at the moment, and his father, Wei Chi Baolin, blushed for him across more than two dozen railings. The Wei Chi family counts all the male dogs, and two poems per person are at least.

However, Wei Chihuan went back and told the eldest brother and the second brother that in order not to be too eye-catching, we have to keep a low profile and drag it back.

As a result, many friends from the four primary schools in Yanziting came to praise it, and they patted Wei Chi Xunyu's ass. As a result, this kid's brain was hot, and he forgot all about his third uncle's words, and Wei Chihuan couldn't stop him.

As soon as he heard about this market, Cheng Chubi was immediately furious, pushed aside the crowd and looked at Wei Chi Xunyu, and did not beat him, just stood there and watched.

When the stinky boy who was very proud just now saw the little overlord of Wubenfang, he suddenly looked like a plague chicken, lowered his head and shouted: "Third Uncle Cheng." ”

"Humph!"

Cheng Chubi snorted coldly, and the frightened Wei Chi Xunyu trembled: "Third uncle, I was wrong." ”

"Huh?"

Cheng Laosan's head was tilted, and his eyes fluttered on Chi Huan's body.

At this time, Wei Chi Xunyu didn't know where to go, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Yu Chihuan's arm: "Third uncle, I was wrong, I shouldn't have listened to the third uncle." ”

"Forget it, I didn't take it to heart anyway......"

Just as he was saying that this matter could finally come to an end, there was also an exclamation from the pavilion at the mouth of the Huangqukou, followed by the ringing of the bell, and then the sound of Orchid Tang came fluttering.

"How is it a orchid singing in the Western Regions?"

"Huh? Those Hu'er can also write poems? ”

"Hahaha, Hu'er writes poetry, but I don't believe they have this ......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the orchid sing: "The light rain in the heavenly street is as moist as a crisp ......"

Just one sentence, the guy who spoke hid his face and fled quickly.

"The grass is far away but there is no ......"

Zheng Zheng pipa blows the pool wrinkles, and the wonderful sound of orchids stirs the storm. The orchid is dressed in a beautiful outfit, which is really moving, not to mention the crisp chest and high waist like a willow. Just listening to her high-pitched singing voice, it looks magnificent, as if it is a voice specially prepared for the great empire.

"The most ...... of the spring benefits of the year"

The pipa is plucked repeatedly, this is not the agreed rhythm singing, with a high-spirited desert atmosphere, which is particularly eye-catching!

At this point, the treble turns low and is as smooth as silk, which is so impressive that there are countless people singing on the embankment.

"Good! Good voice! ”

"What a 'Heavenly Street Light Rain is as moist as a crisp'!"

In Furong Garden, I also heard this high-pitched female voice, and Empress Eldest Sun's eyes lit up, and she said in a low voice: "Erlang, it is quite a Tang Dynasty atmosphere." ”

Li Er was about to nod, when he suddenly heard the pipa erupt in a high-pitched voice again.

"Beat the Smoke Willow...... Full of Imperial Capital! ”

Zheng!

The sound of the pipa is gone, and the singer's voice stops. Qujiang Pond is quiet.

Changsun Chong's face was slightly pale, his lips moved slightly, and he didn't open his mouth in the end, just for a moment, and there was an exclamation of surprise around him.

"Good! What a sentence 'Absolutely winning the Imperial Capital of Smoke and Willows'! ”

"Spirited!"

"What a good sentence, what a sentence!"

Where a group of beards gathered, Xiao Huangmen took the poem scroll and went to the Furong Garden.

When Changsun Chong and the others looked, they saw Qu Tuquan smiling, clasping his fists around, and the people who looked down on Hu'er applauded one after another, and even brought a few Tuyuhun people with a smug face.

"How's it going, Nuo Hoba? I said it would be a blockbuster! ”

Qu Tuquan was extremely happy, and then saw Zhang De's group of people not far away, waving and waving, which was regarded as a thank you.

, what are Qu Tuquan thinking? Special Wei Chi Xunyu threw Wang Bang, you followed and threw Wang Bang, this is called Lao Qian, do you know? What else do you think of your character? Do you still have a sense of public morality?

In the Hibiscus Garden, the eldest grandson Wuji's face darkened, he knew that his eldest man had prepared several poems. It's all good, he's done with a purpose, what day is today? It is a good day for the vast number of outstanding young people in Datang to show themselves. As a result, it was a song that has been famous for centuries just now, which is already sad enough. As a result, the old man didn't even drink tea, why did you tell the old man that there is another song that will last for centuries?

How else to play? Can you still pretend to be happy with it?

Eldest Sun Chong was melancholy in his heart, he looked at Furong Garden with some loss in his eyes, and then gritted his teeth, ready to put out a song of Yongliu poems that he thought were good.

Just coughed lightly, ready to recite poetry.

It turned out to be another corner, the spring breeze was rising, the water was sparkling, and the voice was very loud......

"The embankment is raining in the willows!"

"Thousands of wisps of hatred!"

"Flying flotsam is full of people going far away!"

"Dongfeng can't tie the heart of spring!"

Cheng Laoer, that is, Cheng Laosan, he still left Chang'an's brother. The pectoralis major muscle is so tight, let's not boast about anything else, just praise Cheng Erlang, how can he be brazen.

Poof-

Lu Guogong, who didn't expect his son to really be able to pretend to be forced, sprayed a mouthful of Sanle soup directly on the case, and the dried fruits on the fruit plate that had just been placed were directly withdrawn.

"Hahahaha...... Cheng Erlang, which lady did you read and wrote? That's pretty good. ”

"The hatred is deep, the hatred is deep, the heart of spring is the heart of spring. Cheng Erlang, you provoked this girl, she hated you for hating her liver and intestines. However, the spring heart is still tied to you. ”

"Cheng Chuliang, are you really, spent the night in Pingkangfang last night?"

"The little lady of Pingkangfang, how can she have such literary talent, I am afraid that it is not a good family in the east of the city, and this Cheng Erlang has won it. I'm afraid that this month, we will have to ask for a cup of happy wine to drink. ”

Poetry, not bad. At least it's at the level of a hundred generations. However, this is not what the old man should shout out.

Cheng Chuliang pulled his loud voice, puffed out his big chest muscles, and then shouted at Qu Jiangchi to provoke hatred and deep spring heart. And there is a living saint in the Hibiscus Garden next to him, commenting there, which is specifically looking for death.

And Li Dong also said to Lao Cheng last year, Yizhen, your eldest man has become a relative, let's not talk about him, your second lang is about the same age, how about we be in-laws in the future?

It means: Is your son surnamed Cheng still a princess?

Of course, Cheng Biting Jin said: Roar!

You ask me if I don't have porcelain, of course I say porcelain......

Then Lao Cheng's son came to the Qujiang Literary Conference, to "provoke hatred", and then to "tie the heart of spring", it can basically be said that Li Dong will definitely ask Lao Cheng to give an explanation with a black face, otherwise he will talk and laugh with Xiao Cheng.

But that's not the point, the point is, everyone says the poem is good......

As a result, the eldest grandson Wuji's face became darker.

And sitting opposite him, Wei Chi Ritian, who observed the chairman's eldest brother throughout the whole process, although he didn't understand the characteristics of poetry and songs, but when he saw the expression of the eldest grandson Wuji, the corners of his mouth suddenly grinned, and he grinned to the back of his head.

"Ahem...... Well. ”

Wei Chigong picked up the wine glass, took a sip, then raised his eyebrows, and showed a meaningful smile to Changsun Wuji.

"Humph!"

The eldest grandson Wuji's face darkened, don't turn your head and don't look at Yu Chigong, it is impossible for the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty to be so cute.