I wanted to write words again, Xiao Mo picked up the pen, but he didn't start for a long time.

What's wrong?

People looked at Xiao Mo in puzzlement, and then Cao Mo came over and asked, "Ziheng, why don't you put pen to paper?" ”

Xiao Mo shook his head and saluted Cao Mo and said, "This Shangyuan word Xiao Mo has already written a poem "Qingyu Case" last year, but now I want to come, but I don't want to write it......"

Cao Mo listened and laughed.

The old man is also an open-minded person, but when he heard Xiao Mo's words, he said: "That's not good, Ziheng, you promised to write a poem for the old man, if you don't write Yuan Xi, you can write something else, anyway, there are no words to make tonight, the old man won't spare you!" ”

Horizontal and vertical is a word, Cao Mo heard Xiao Mo say that he didn't want to write, and he actually relied on the old to sell the old.

As the prince of the country, Cao Mo naturally has the qualifications to rely on the old and sell the old in front of Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo is not angry, he looked at Cao Mo and smiled: "Then write a poem and give it to Cao Gong!" ”

Then Xiao Mo wrote three words on the paper: Nian Nujiao!

Nian Nujiao?

When Cao Mo saw it, he couldn't smile with an old face.

Although it is said that Nian Nujiao is just a brand name, it ...... The meaning of this word is there, and it is a little unsightly after all.

Because he is an old man, and Xiao Mo is also a man, what kind of horn is this? Don't...... Did he complain in his heart that I forced him to write lyrics, and then deliberately came to cancel me?

When Cao Mo thought of this, his face was a little resentful, and he looked at Yu Jian and smiled.

Yu Jian and Cao Mo are old friends, so they also know his temper, but this joke was rectified by Xiao Mo, and Cao Mo's heart must be a little uncomfortable.

But Cao Mo is not so stingy, this word has not been written yet, and it is too early to draw conclusions.

So I watched Xiao Mo write the words, and the first sentence between them was: The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the characters are romantic through the ages.

Seeing this first sentence, Cao Mo's eyes lit up and secretly praised it.

Let's look at the second sentence again: To the west of the old base, humanity is, Zhou Lang Chibi of the Three Kingdoms.

Three Kingdoms?

Cao Mo and Yu Jian glanced at each other, and both of them had very interesting expressions.

Write about Zhou Lang?

Other people were also interested, especially Xiu Zhiming, who was a person from Eastern Wu, so he paid special attention to Xiao Mo's poem.

The next two sentences are: rocks pierce the air, waves crash on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up. The country is picturesque, how many heroes at one time!

At this point, the first half of this is done.

Now the whole Mingxiang Building is very quiet, and it can almost be said that it can be heard that the needle has fallen. All the talents and literati, including the dignitaries in the capital, and the courtesans in the famous Xianglou, all stared at a person wearing ordinary people's clothes writing lyrics, such a situation was a strange scene that had never been seen since the Yuan Dynasty.

Especially the last two sentences of the first half of the poem are written majestically, and the font of Xiao Mo's poem has also been replaced with micro grass, the first half of the poem looks like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, and now Cao Mo's heart is not unhappy at all, but he is smiling from ear to ear.

And Yu Jian couldn't laugh, he looked at Cao Mo jealously, and secretly said that this old man earned it tonight.

changed a large piece of paper, Xiao Mo continued to write the second half:

Back then, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, and he was heroic.

Lupine scarf, talking and laughing, the canopy is gone.

The old country fugue, affectionate should laugh at me, born early.

Life is like a dream, and a bottle is still a river.

After writing the whole word, Xiao Mo finished it in one go, then turned around and saluted Cao Mo and said, "Gong Cao, this song is a slave, can it still be in your eyes?" ”

Cao Mo couldn't say anything now, and even praised Xiao Mo, Cao Mo couldn't open his mouth.

Because...... Cao Mo felt that he didn't have the qualifications to go to Xiao Mo, as an old-timer, it is understandable for you to praise the younger generations for their later life, but ...... You have to be better than him to qualify, right?

Cao Mo knew very well what kind of level such a lyric work represented, so Cao Mo didn't speak, but returned the salute like Xiao Mo!

The dignified prince actually gave such a big gift to a junior, which fully explained Cao Mo's shock.

And Yu Jian looked at the second half of the words and was silent for a long time, on the one hand, he was also surprised by Xiao Mo's talent, and on the other hand, he was ...... Yu Jian was thinking, the upper and lower halves of this poem were written separately on two pieces of paper, and Cao Mo couldn't get all the benefits tonight, so he had to find a way to divide half of it.

So Yu Jian turned his mind, took the first step to the desk, and grabbed the first half of the words in his hand, Cao Mo saw his expression and scolded: "Old boy, this poem was written by Ziheng and the old man, do you dare to grab it?" ”

Yu Jian laughed and said, "Gong Cao, who said that this poem was written by Ziheng to you alone?" Don't forget, I also have a share of the credit for this Ziheng writing words......"

When Cao Mo heard this, his old face turned red with anxiety, and he asked, "Then why did you get the upper half of the rhyme?" ”

The first half of this is written heroically, and the most important thing is that there is a word name, so Cao Mo asked Yu Jian.

Yu Jian listened and said with a smile: "Don't ask me why I got the first half of the run, Cao Gong is the elder brother, and Hua Fa was born early, so this second half of the Que is naturally Cao Gong's!" ”

"You!" Cao Mo was helpless, so he could only grab the lower half of the que, and then scolded in his mouth, and after reading it carefully, Cao Mo's eyes tightened, and then asked Xiao Mo: "Ziheng, why did you say a sentence to the early birth of Huafa?" ”

"Huh?" Xiao Mo's face changed when he heard this, he was only concerned about writing the words just now, but he forgot that this sentence in this poem was very inconsistent with his image.

Now that Xiao Mo is less than twenty years old, where is there any luxury?

So Xiao Mo couldn't answer, but fortunately, at this time, Zhao Ziji came over and said to Cao Mo: "Cao Gong and Yu Hou are both nobles of the country, so don't fight, this poem is half of it, and it is also excellent!" As for this early birth Huafa, Lone understands Wu Dinghou. The general worked hard for the country, and in the eyes of this early Huafa Yigu, it does not refer to the image, but to the ...... Kokoro too! ”

"Uh......"

Xiao Mo looked at Zhao Ziji in surprise, such an explanation can be regarded as an excuse for Xiao Mo's sentence, but ...... Xiao Mo always felt that something was wrong, so he couldn't say a word for a long time.

In the end, this Xianglou's poetry meeting continued, and later, without thinking about it, Jin'er naturally became the protagonist, and Su Xiang'er ...... It's back in the background and hasn't come out.

This is also normal, it is obvious that Su Xiang'er offended Xiao Mo tonight, and I am afraid that no one will listen to her performance in the capital in the future. But Jin'er knows Xiao Mo, and Xiao Mo also said that his lyrics can be sung by Jin'er girls in the future, so it is difficult for Jin'er not to become popular!

The poetry will be carried out until the time of the child, and there is still no meaning of ending, the last day of Shangyuan, so the entire Kaifeng Mansion has fallen into a sleepless carnival.

But Xiao Mo ...... But after a few drinks with Zhao Ziji, Cao Mo, Yu Jian and others, they dispersed.