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Chapter 64 Chapter 66: Wei Wang Li Tai
Pure, elegant, not as coquettish as imagined, when she raised the corners of her lips and smiled, she suddenly became alluring, and all kinds of beautiful words used to describe her seemed pale and feeble. Li Hao didn't read much, didn't Like other people who can praise in various words, the only thing that can express his mood at this moment is: "Oh Cao!"

"How about it, isn't it beautiful? I didn't lie to you." Cheng Chumo whispered excitedly, like a husky who picked up a bone.

Although Li Hao is not considered to have read countless women, he has seen all kinds of beauties through the Internet in his previous life, and his immunity to beauties is relatively high. He quickly calmed down and whispered: "Pretty is beautiful, but this woman It can only be seen from a distance, not to be played with.”

"What do you mean? I don't understand." Cheng Chumo looked at him blankly, his face full of curiosity.

Li Hao smacked his mouth, and said: "That is to say, just take a look, don't try to make up her mind, and be careful of being squeezed dry."

Cheng Chumo rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, she is not that kind of person, Miss Qin is elegant..."

Li Hao sneered: "When I knew that Audrey Hepburn could also go to the bathroom, I no longer believed in any goddess. No matter how beautiful a woman is, she also has to eat and shit. After getting married, she can also shake the bed and various positions. .”

Cheng Chumo suddenly wanted to strangle Li Hao to death. Although what he said seemed to be right, he still wanted to strangle Li Hao to death.

While they were chatting, Qin Su had already taken her seat, with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and she said slowly: "I am very grateful to all the talents of the Tang Dynasty for coming to participate in the poetry meeting of the slave family. Yes, there must be four questions, the first question, I have already thought about it."

People in many rooms said one after another: "Miss Qin, please ask questions."

Qin Su smiled slightly, picked up a pen and wrote a word on the paper - "Spring", and then unfolded the paper to show everyone, saying: "Since we have held this poetry meeting in Chunfeng Deyi Building, the first question will be written first." Let's take 'Spring' as the theme."

As soon as the words came out, there was silence all around. Obviously, everyone began to think about how to write about spring. Even Cheng Chumo touched his chin and pretended to meditate: "Spring, spring, spring..."

Li Hao didn't have that much time to spare, he wanted to write spring poems, he had too many things to do, so why waste his brain, he took out a paper bag from his bosom, which contained tea, and made a cup of tea to moisten his throat before talking.

Cheng Chumo kept frowning and thinking hard, talking non-stop, and asked his two brothers to help him think together, Li Hao was surprised: "You can recite poems?"

Cheng Chumo shook his head: "No."

"Then you still want to fuck?"

Cheng Chumo stared and said: "If you don't, you have to try, in case I get caught."

"Hiss—" Li Hao suddenly felt that what he said really made sense, but he still felt that this guy lacked a spoonful of brains.

Cheng Chumo said to Li Hao uninterestedly: "Think about it together, if you can recite good poems, I won't compete with you."

Li Hao rolled his eyes while drinking tea: "Not interested."

Cheng Chumo smelled the fragrance of tea, and smacked his dry mouth: "Is there any more tea?"

"Yes, a cup of fifty guan." Li Hao blew on the tea leaves in the cup without even lifting his eyelids.

Cheng Chumo has long been accustomed to his behavior of sitting on the ground and raising prices: "Okay, give us three drinks."

Li Hao was so disappointed, why didn't he bargain for this product? As long as he dared to bargain, Li Hao would immediately raise it to a hundred cups. Don't think it's too expensive. Except for Li Hao's family, there is no such tea in Tang Dynasty. Rare things are more expensive.

It is impossible for Li Hao to make tea for them, so he just threw the paper bag containing the tea leaves to them, and the three brothers of the Cheng family hurriedly made tea. After the three cups of tea were brewed, the whole room was filled with the fragrance of tea. .

Others are chanting poems in the room, but they are making tea here. If someone sees them, they will definitely point to them and say, "Look, these losers have broken their pots and paid so much admission fees." I just came here to drink tea, and this place is a teahouse."

After about half a stick of incense, I heard someone suddenly say: "Miss Qin, I have finished my poems and essays, please learn from me."

Li Hao and Cheng Chumo came to the window upon hearing the words, and saw someone folded a piece of paper at the window of Dizi No. [-] and put it on a silk thread. This thread was connected from the window to an iron ring above Qin Su's seat. , the piece of paper slid down along the silk thread, and finally stayed on top of Qin Su's head, as long as Qin Su got up, he could reach out to get it.

When Li Hao first entered the Chunfeng Deyi Building, he wondered why there was a thin wire connecting the windows of each room upstairs to the iron ring in the hall on the first floor. It turned out to be for this purpose. It seems that the Chunfeng Deyi Building also spent some time in order to attract money. of.

Qin Su got up and took down the poem from Room No. [-], unfolded it, glanced at it, and said slowly: "The son's poem from Room No. [-] is 'Yuma stepping on the infinite youth, the peach is like the blooming clouds, the pears are better than the snow .I have been alone for twenty years, just because the love will never change.'”

"Good, not bad."

"Okay, great poem!"

……

After reciting a poem, many people applauded immediately. Li Hao felt his ass hurt when he heard it. What kind of shit is this? It's also called poetry?If this is considered a poem, then I can compose dozens of poems every day, and there is no one who applauds it.

After Qin Su finished reading, she didn't make any comments, but showed everyone the paper on which the poem was written, and then sat down.

Not long after, someone handed in the paper again. Alas, it was not as good as the previous one. Li Hao suddenly wondered if he had traveled to the Tang Dynasty. Didn’t it mean that there were countless poets in the Tang Dynasty? What the hell, the ears are polluted.

In fact, it’s not their fault, it’s just that the admission fee for this poetry club is too expensive. The real masters of poetry and prose are generally not too rich, and they can’t even enter the threshold of this poetry club. It becomes a race between the lame and the blind.

However, there are always exceptions. Finally, someone wrote a barely passable poem, and it was in Tianzi No. [-] room. Borrowing flowers to present immortals. The shadow of the world of mortals in the cup, the day of thinking is like a year."

As soon as this poem came out, the whole building burst into applause. Li Hao thought he couldn't write such a poem, but he had seen so many poems, and his vision was naturally high. That's all.

Cheng Chumo didn't feel much about this poem, but he was very interested in Tianzi No. [-] room, because he used to be in Tianzi No. [-] room every time he came, but this time he didn't grab it because he came late. I'm very curious, who is the person in Tianzi No. [-] room this time, who dared to rob his own room, should I beat him up after the poetry meeting...

Soon, the first question was over, and "Thinking of Spring" won unanimous praise. It deserved the first place, and the second question was next.

Qin Su pondered for a moment, then got up suddenly and said: "The Tang Dynasty can have today's prosperity, because the saints are wise and powerful, and there are many virtuous people in the court, the country is governed by literature, and the border is solid by martial arts. Today's second question is based on 'Wu' for the title."

I have to admit that this Qin Su is still a little knowledgeable. Most literati like Yongmei, Yongliu, Wingchun and so on. Qiu He, to be honest, among the people here, except for Li Hao, who has been on the battlefield, it is not a little difficult for them to write about military affairs in poetry.

As soon as this question came out, everyone was astonished. It was obvious that Qin Su's question stumped them. Only three people handed in the paper in the end, and two of them wrote a terrible writing, and they could barely read a rhyme, with no connotation at all. However, Room No. [-] of Tianzi performed outstandingly again this time, and wrote a poem "Ode to the Holy King". The poem reads, "The lord of the sage sits in the hall, and Wu Anbang is in the prosperous age of Wenzhi. The sword points to the world and the wind and thunder, and the heads of all nations are at a loss."

The rhyme is qualified, a little imposing, and very straightforward. As for the connotation, it has no meaning at all. It is completely flattering Li Shimin. Although Li Hao feels very ordinary, but for others, this is simply a masterpiece. It just so happens that this is still filming the emperor. Everyone applauded the flattering poem, so in the second round, room No. [-] in Tianzi was the first again.

Then comes the third question. Qin Su's third question is "Yongxue". There is no surprise, and it is the first room in Tianzi No. [-]. Today's winner has been confirmed to be Tianzi No. [-] room. However, it was agreed that there would be four questions for each poem, and the fourth question should continue.

Qin Su thought for a long time, and began to come up with the fourth question: "In the past, there are no literati who do not drink. Although my family is not good at drinking, today I still have to ask a question about drinking. For the fourth question, let's use 'wine' as the topic." .”

This question was relatively simple, probably because the winners of the first three questions had already been determined, so Qin Su released the fourth question in order to let everyone participate.

It didn't take long before people began to hand in papers. Although the topics were simple, but...the facts proved that mud cannot support the wall. If you can't write a good poem, you can't write a good poem. No matter how simple the topic is, it is useless. Li Hao's ears Contaminated again.

It's a bit strange this time, room Tianzi No. [-] hasn't handed in the paper for a long time, everyone's eyes are focused on the window of Tianzi No. [-] room, after all, it's today's super star.

Suddenly, the footsteps of "dong dong dong" came from the second floor, and then there was a loud sound of footsteps, and then someone said: "One spring is always spent to buy money, and the lakeside is drunk every day. Yucong is used to the West Lake Road, proud of it." Hissing, in front of the Gu restaurant..."

Li Hao was startled, isn't this "The Wind Into the Pine", who dares to use his own poems here to bluff and cheat, plagiarism is shameful, he completely ignored that he is also a plagiarist.

Just as he was wondering, he saw a round meat ball appearing at the top of the stairs. When he looked carefully, no, this is actually a person. Didn’t he see that he was reciting a poem: There is a swing in the shadow. The warm wind is ten li and the sky is beautiful, and the flowers are pressing down on the temples.

After chanting the last sentence, the fat guy just walked down the stairs, came to Qin Su, cupped his hands and said, "Miss Qin, please be polite."

Looking at the two downstairs, Li Hao couldn't help sighing: "It's really Beauty and the Beast, and the style of painting is a bit tough."

Cheng Chumo couldn't help but said: "This fat man looks so ugly, hey, I'm going to wrong Miss Qin, hey, why does this fat man look familiar to me?"

Qin Su probably saw such an obese person for the first time, she was a little confused for a while, but she quickly calmed down, stood up and saluted: "Young master, you are polite, you must be the guest of Tianzi No. [-] room."

The fat man smiled and nodded: "That's right, it's next."

"May I ask your son's size?"

"My surname is Li Mingtai."

Upstairs, Li Hao and Cheng Chumo exclaimed in unison: "Wei Wang Li Tai!"

(End of this chapter)