Chapter 138: That stormy affair

Xiao Su Mei groaned slightly, and began to write poems unhurriedly.

The pig killer is still there, and the fake eyebrows are three ways to pretend to be 13.

The little pig flicked his short and thick fingers, and his face smiled like a flower. Look at Xiao Sumei's paper has written seven or eight lines, and the little pig screams twenty snaps of fingers, thirty snaps of fingers.

The dog said disdainfully, I have seen two drops, but I have never seen two drops more than you.

The onlookers on the side of the maids continued to praise the poems written by Xiao Su Mei. It's not flattery, it's real compliment. The maids have always admired the talents of their hosts.

The dog was very dissatisfied, and said that if it fell off, it would become a toothless old woman's bird. On the one hand, he looked at Tu Zhe, and chattered in his heart, dead hooligan brother, if you pretend to be a bird, you will lose the bird, write quickly, write quickly

Xiao Su Mei, who was holding the pen and ink, looked at Tu Zhe out of the corner of her eyes, and said in her heart that this is pretending or not writing, to hide her embarrassment?

It wasn't until Xiao Sumei's paper was left that there were only two songs left and she didn't write, Tu Zhe was full of ink, and in a flash, the pen walked away with a dragon and snake, and it was a piece of words, and the maid next to her was a sigh of exclamation.

Almost at the same time, Tu Zhe also took the pen when Xiao Su Mei finished writing the last word on the paper.

Tu Zhe put his hands behind his back and looked at Xiao Su Mei with a tall smile.

Xiao Su Mei was stunned for a long time in disbelief.

Isn't it, that's good? Seven-step poems are not so fast? Could it be that they have written a few sentences of nonsense to deal with people?

The little pig shouted next to him, a total of only one hundred and ten snaps of his fingers, and there was no high or low time.

The dog barked, let's see who writes better!

Xiao Su Mei said on paper, began to appreciate Xiao Tianzi's generosity?

Tu Zhe is a gentleman, hehe, ladies are preferred!

There are many talented girls among the maids, and after some random robbery, there is a tall maid who unfolds the "Xuemei" seven songs of Xiao Su Mei's paper and begins to read.

One sing

Pile of jasper on the snow green pines

Mei Kai Qihu painted the spring screen

Second singing

Three or two drops of snow in the twilight spring

A thousand new plums were stained with blood

Three singing

Who taught the snow to fall outside the strings

But Xu Mei opened the cold ink

Four singing

Thousands of windows hugging the snow and the cold are still there

The plum wine on both sides of the river has been high

Five singing

The cold strings are gone, and the plum blossoms fall

The old ink is first studying and the snow is open

Six singing

The flower slave twisted to find the plum trace

The sommelier snaws through the snow

Seven singing

There are thousands of rivers and thousands of miles of snow

It is difficult to cover a tree and a plum

Every time a tall maid recites a couplet, it provokes all the maids to babble and scream.

The little pig didn't understand this, but he was struggling there with his fists.

The dog rolled his eyes and muttered something.

After reading, a tall maid and all the maids jumped to their feet and cheered, the host is so literate, the first in the North Pole, and invincible in the Three Realms.

Tu Zhe gave a thumbs up and picked a few picks at Xiao Su Mei's paper.

Xiao Su Mei's face flushed, and she was inevitably proud in her heart, and said in her heart that she knew that this girl was amazing, right?

Xiao Su Mei looked charming for a while.

The heart of the pig killer jumped a few times inexplicably. I can't help but think of the pleasure of the sisters on the distant Mount Meru.

At this time, the dog stepped forward unconvinced, grabbed Tu Zhe's poem scroll with his little paws and shouted, what is it, what is the first invincible, look at the puppet hooligan brother Di Qi singing, and lost to you?

The tall one stepped forward to take the rice paper, and just after a few glances, he couldn't help but look at Xiao Sumei's paper. Xiao Su Mei thought suspiciously, do you think that the writing is so surprising with this expression, or is it not surprising that the writing is not good?

The tall maid glanced at Tu Zhe with complicated eyes and began to read it.

One sing

The snow is cold for thousands of miles in spring

Mei fights for lustful two or three branches

Second singing

The thin snow is cold and the soul is like jade

Chu Mei is as bloody as a flower

Three singing

The snow shadow in the cup will chill the wine

Outside the threshold, Mei Xiang entered the poem early

Four singing

Enjoy the snow and jade by the window

To the mirror hairpin plum sideburns

Five singing

A good woman looking for spring plum wine

The fool is sad and sad

Six singing

There are always different colors of snow

The difficulty is similar to the plum fragrance

Seven singing

The window contains Arctic snow

The pen is placed in the east corner of a plum tree

After reading it, the tall maid stood there in a daze, as if her thoughts and soul had drifted far away and could not come back.

Unfortunately, all the maids were also stunned on the spot.

They didn't expect that there was someone in this world who could write the same beautiful poems as the host, and that person was still a little genius with a jade tree and a beautiful appearance. Those hearts that are not angry, puff and puff mallets, the stars in their eyes are twinkling, and they are all crazy for a while.

At this time, Xiao Su Mei's eyes were blurred, looking out the window in the distance, and she kept repeating Tu Zhe's sixth song: "There are always different snow colors, and it is difficult to fold plum fragrance because of similarity"

Tu Zhe also silently recited the third song of Xiao Su Mei's paper in his heart: "Who taught Xue to fall outside the strings, but Xu Mei opened the cold ink." "I carefully experienced the loneliness and longing in the poem, and I was a little stupid for a while.

But the dog stood up, crossed his waist and turned on the ground, shouting as he turned: "How is it?

In fact, to be honest, the seven songs of the two have their own merits, and it would be a bit reluctant to say who is stronger than whom.

But the same thing is that each of them has a song that plucks the heartstrings of the other party, and they both feel that they are deeply moved, and they feel that their seven songs are not as good as each other, so the two of them spoke almost at the same time: "I lost!"

As soon as the words came out, I felt a little embarrassed by the coincidence, and said almost at the same time: "Then it's a tie."

Day –

The two of them looked at each other and didn't dare to speak anymore, in case they said the same thing again, wouldn't it be embarrassing to die?

So both of them looked at each other in a daze, waiting for the other to speak.

The two of them were generally in their minds, so that no one could come out with this next sentence, and a situation was formed in which the two seemed to look at each other affectionately.

When the maids saw it, they lamented in their hearts, this little genius is powerful, and seeing that the host is wrong, he wants to be an adult's dish. Our little talent is not enough to mix cold dishes for people.

Especially the tall maid, who was originally the second talented girl below the host, immediately had the urge to make a promise after seeing Tu Zhe's seven songs, but as soon as she saw the situation of the two of them, tears fell.

That's the host, look at the amorous state of you and me, can it be your turn to worry about yourself?

The most miserable life is an amorous woman, and she was not born to a poor family.

You rely on the gods to fight with the host.

The tall maid felt sorry for herself there, but the dog looked at the hooligan brother and Sister Xiao Su and had nothing to say, blinking his eyes and not knowing what Lu Dao was thinking.

At this time, a little pig was annoyed next to him.

Isn't the courage of paralysis small?

In front of the old pig, I frowned?

Are you dishonoring me, insulting me, or dishonoring me?

The little pig stepped forward and pushed Tu Zhe away, and said, hey, hey, what are you looking at?

Tu Zhe was pushed by the little pig, and immediately realized his gaffe, waved his hand and laughed at himself: "Xiao Su's host's seven songs, this is not as ashamed as huh?"

Xiao Su Mei was so ashamed that her face was flushed, and she dodged her gaze and said Where is it, the seven songs of the little son of heaven are the crowning of the heavens

The little pig is impatient, we can't understand it, but you paralyzed old paper is not satisfied.

So the little pig pulled Tu Zhe aside, pointed his finger at Tu Zhe, and said buddy, Xiao Su Mei paper, my old pig has been chasing for a long time, you are half picking fruits, isn't it authentic?

Tu Zhe had a ghost in his heart, so he was not so reasonable, so he had to pretend to be surprised and say, do I have it?

The little pig pointed and said, you pretend, you pretend, you pretend, I can tell you, buddy's fruit you have to pick, don't say buddy is not righteous, just sneer——"

As he spoke, he made a movement to wipe his neck.