The Great Master of Picking Up Girls

Goose feathers are falling down one after another, like a beautiful dream. 8 9 The whole land is covered by heavy snow, it is really covered in silver, it is extraordinarily enchanting, such a beautiful scenery, it is especially touching.

In the red pavilion in the Zhou Mansion Garden, Zhou Yu and Xiao Qiao sat facing each other, whispering softly and expressing love with each other. Although they didn't have any physical contact, it could be seen that the two had long been in love with each other.

After chatting for a while, Xiao Qiao couldn't help but uttered the doggerel that Zhang Dong recited on the road. Zhou Yu was dumbfounded and dumbfounded, and then laughed loudly, saying: "The groom's perspective is different from ours. Those who arrived were either wild dogs or black holes.”, the full text is hand-typed

Xiao Qiao giggled, and then said: "Young Master Zhou, the snow scene is so beautiful today, how about you chant a poem?"

Without hesitation, Zhou Yu opened his mouth and recited a scene poem, which not only described the snow scene in front of him, but also expressed his ambition to help Sun Ce rule the world and establish great achievements. [

Xiao Qiao's heart trembled when she heard it, and she praised: "Young Master Zhou, your poem about snow is so beautiful and magnificent that it is beyond compare."

Zhou Yu became more energetic, and ordered the maid to bring hot food and wine, and invited Xiaolan to sit down as well, and laughed and talked while eating and drinking.To see the latest chapter, please come to ""

Suddenly, there was a loud snoring sound, and the three couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound, and found that the snoring sound was actually made by Zhang Dong, who was lying straight on the white stone railing in another pavilion and fell asleep.

The three of them secretly frowned, but it was not easy to show it, but what made them bearable was that Zhang Dong's snoring became louder and louder, which actually affected their conversation.

Zhou Yu was raging with anger, and was about to take action, but Zhang Dong began to talk in his sleep: "Good wine, good wine, really good wine, Mr. Zhou, you are too polite to treat me with such good wine, the villain is very grateful If you do, just recite poems and return.”

Zhou Yu's face turned red with a bang, and he thought to himself that this groom is not mocking me, it's impossible, how could such a small groom have such courage

The faces of Xiao Qiao and Xiao Lan suddenly turned pale. The groom was indeed very obedient, quiet and polite, and did not talk nonsense, but now he began to talk inappropriate sleep talk, but none of the sleep talk was cursing, but fantasy Seeing Mr. Zhou warmly entertaining him, Mr. Zhou must have misunderstood him. What should we do?

While the three of them were thinking about it secretly, Zhang Dong dreamed and chanted a poem: "If you don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, it will rush to the sea and never return. If you don't see the bright mirror in the high hall, the sad and white hair, like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening. Life is full of joy." Be careful, don't let the gold cups empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and I will come back when I lose my gold. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will drink, Don't stop. Let's sing a song with Junge, please listen to me. Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope I won't wake up after being drunk. The sages and sages in ancient times are lonely, but the drinkers leave their names. In the old days, King Chen feasted peacefully Let's have fun fighting wine for a thousand times. Why does the master say that there is little money, and you have to sell it to the king. Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrow with you."

As soon as this poem came out, the audience was silent, and a needle could be heard. Even the faces of the two maids who were serving on one side showed expressions of shock. It was recited by a groom in a dream.

Da Qiao and Xiao Lan's faces were full of bruises, their eyes were full of scorching heat, and there was an unparalleled feeling and impulse in their hearts. They had read many ancient books, and it seemed that no poem could compare with this one. What a poignant realm, what a heroic poem.I couldn't help but muttered in my heart: "If you don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, it will flow down to the sea and never return. If you don't see the bright mirror in the high hall, the sad white hair will turn into snow in the morning..."

Zhou Yu's shock was even greater, his face was full of shock and horror, mixed with deep shame, his eyes shot a scorching light, and projected on Zhang Dong who continued to snore, but he kept reciting what Zhang Dong had just read in his heart. The verses that came out fell into a magnificent poetic realm.

After an unknown period of time, several people woke up with a start.

Zhou Yu looked at Xiao Qiao with a solemn look on his face, and asked softly, "Second Miss, how long has this groom been in your residence?"

Xiao Qiao shook her head and said: "Young Master Zhou, I have never paid attention to a groom. I only found out that his name is Zhang Dong today, and it was the first time I used his carriage. I didn't expect him to compose such magnificent and majestic poems. And it was made in a dream, which is unbelievable."

"In such a cold day, it is impossible for him to fall asleep. He deliberately chanted to tease me. I neglected him. Hey, I really don't know how to see gold and jade." Zhou Yu said mockingly.

Xiao Qiao felt that Zhou Yu's analysis made sense, and an even weirder look appeared on her face. Could it be that this young groom is actually a talented man?

"Young Master Zhou, Miss, I know a little bit of information about him. He entered our Qiao Mansion two months ago. I heard that he is very strong. Even Mr. Sun Ce lost to him with his wrench strength. Mr. Sun Ce thought he was a talent, so he asked Mr. Miss treated him well, so the eldest lady arranged a private courtyard for him, and specially arranged a maid to serve him." Xiaolan interjected.

Zhou Yu was stunned on the spot, looking at Zhang Dong like a monster, his strength was stronger than Sun Ce's, why didn't Sun Ce tell himself about it

What he didn't know was that although Sun Ce was his best friend with the president, he still wouldn't reveal some of his core secrets to Zhou Yu before Zhou Yu formally pledged his allegiance to him. He regarded it as a secret weapon, ordered everyone to keep this secret, and repeatedly told Da Qiao that when Da Qiao got married, he could not give up any dowry, but he must bring Zhang Dong, the groom.

And Xiaolan was able to know the secret because Xiaojiu told her, but she didn't explain it very carefully, and it didn't explain that Sun Ce and Zhang Dong's wrench force used their true energy.

"Since Big Brother Sun also values ​​him very much, and he has such an amazing literary talent, invite him to dinner, Second Miss, what do you think?" Zhou Yu said seriously.

"Everything is up to Mr. Zhou." Xiao Qiao's face was also full of surprise and uncertainty. How could a young man with such an amazing literary talent and natural supernatural power want to come to Qiao's house as a groom?

"Go and invite him here." Zhou Yu said to a maid, and before the maid agreed, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'll invite him in person."

He stood up, tidied up his clothes, strode up to Zhang Dong, and called softly: "Master Zhang, Mr. Zhang, wake up."

Zhang Dong opened his eyes sleepily. When he saw Zhou Yu, he turned over and got up. He looked flattered and said, "Young Master Zhou, please don't call me that. I'm just a groom. You call me Zhang Dong." That's it."

Zhou Yu's eyes shone brightly, with a strange look on his face, and he said boldly: "Zhang Dong, well, that's what I'll call you, let's go, let's have a few drinks together."

"Hey, I was dreaming that Mr. Zhou invited me to drink, but I didn't expect the dream to come true." Zhang Dong said, and came to the pavilion with Zhou Yu, and sat down on the seat a little cautiously.

The concubine filled him with wine, Zhou Yu toasted, Zhang Dong drank it down without pretense.

Xiao Qiao watched Zhang Dong carefully, Xiao Lan also watched Zhang Dong carefully, and even the two concubines watched him carefully in secret. Of course, Zhou Yu didn't miss any detail of Zhang Dong.

Gradually, they all discovered something unusual. Although Zhang Dong tried his best to pretend to be a groom, he couldn't hide his majestic demeanor. It seemed that he was a famous man in the past. Same.

Everyone secretly wondered, if he really had an extraordinary background, full of talent, and amazing strength, he would never be reduced to being a lowly groom.

Xiao Qiao couldn't help asking: "Zhang Dong, the poem you wrote just now is really a peerless poem, we all admire it very much."

Zhang Dong smiled, and said triumphantly: "The country is a general one, and the well has black holes. The yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen. This is really the pinnacle of my life."

Everyone was stunned, but Xiao Lan simply burst out laughing.

"It's not this one, it's the one you did in your sleep just now." Da Qiao said with a smile.

Zhang Dong blushed, shook his head repeatedly and said, "I didn't write that poem, it was written by a great poet named Li Bai in my dream. This poem is called Jiang Jinjiu."

The expressions on everyone's faces were wonderful, Xiao Qiao said: "Since it is a poem that appeared in your dream, no matter who wrote it in your dream, it is actually written by you. You are really hiding it."

A strange expression appeared on Zhang Dong's face, and he said, "Second Miss, taking the poems uttered by the characters in the dream as your own, isn't that considered plagiarism?"

"Of course not, idiot." Xiaolan couldn't bear it anymore, and interjected.

"Oh my god, then I dreamed a lot of strange poems. I didn't dare to say them in the past, for fear that others would say that I plagiarized." Zhang Dong said excitedly.

This time, not only Da Qiao Xiaolan, but also Zhou Yu and the two maids showed excited and expectant expressions on their faces. Zhou Yu couldn't wait to say: "Then please recite the good poem from the dream again."

Of course, as far as his high intelligence is concerned, he believes that Zhang Dong is pretending to be stupid, and the purpose of pretending to be stupid is still unclear, but it is true that he is talented, so he is naturally looking forward to it.

"Young master Zhou is a well-known talent, I don't dare to show off in front of you, so forget it." Zhang Dong waved his hand with a look of shame on his face.

Zhou Yu felt that his face was being beaten so loudly that blood was about to flow out, and he was even more embarrassed. Zhang Dong's "Will Enter the Wine" just now was simply beyond his reach. He can't catch up, and a talent like Zhang Dong is something he needs to pay homage to.

Seeing Zhou Yu's embarrassment and embarrassment, Xiao Qiao made a rescue and said, "Zhang Dong, don't be modest, and quickly recite a good poem."

A look of narrowness flashed in Zhang Dong's eyes, he cleared his throat, and began to chant...

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