Dingguo

Chapter 94

Tianxiang chuckled, sat back beside him, and said loudly to Su San, "Hey, listen carefully... Don't be lazy for a while, if you don't do well, you will be punished..."

He chuckled, and didn't take Tianxiang's words to heart. 【】I'm just more interested in Yu Shi who is about to write poetry... Her eyes lightly look at Yu Shi, looking forward to it... Yu Shi is a little uncomfortable by him, but she can be regarded as a person before and after, wandering around For many years, this was uncomfortable, and she resolved it within a few gestures.

Afterwards, she quietly thought about the poems she was going to make... Everyone didn't bother her, Jigong fell asleep on the side, Tianxiang talked and laughed softly with Su San, and Yu'er stood aside angrily, kicking the stool.

It was still lively outside, and people continued to write their own poems for everyone to comment on, but everyone had a heart of judging, and on the surface they said it sounded good, but in fact, most of them were holding back in private.Although a few poems were written, none of them were allowed in by the public... After a while, Mrs. Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Fortunately, there are a few sentences. If you can't do it, it's a shame..."

Then a servant handed over Fang Sibao, and Tianxiang also hurried over to grind ink... "I know that mother is the most troublesome, and I have it so soon..."

"It's all your fault... Later Mr. Su has something good to say, you have to help mom cover it up..."

"Mom is just too modest, maybe she's more talented than Su..." Tianxiang Su San looked suspicious.

I don't know if my nature is like this, or if it's just for him, but there is some innocence... In such a place, it is not easy to maintain such innocence... Mrs. Yu stopped talking, picked up the pen with her slender hand, and clicked After pouring some ink, I slowly started to write one stroke at a time... After writing two sentences at the beginning, I stopped, as if I was thinking about how to write next.Su San raised her eyes to the paper, and saw that the two sentences were all "seven words", so she knew it was a seven-character poem... Women can write words very well, but they are far inferior to men in terms of poetic achievement. A woman who can write poetry must have some talents... After thinking for a while, Mrs. Yu seemed to have figured out one of the joints, and then picked up the pen again to write down, and wrote four sentences and eight rows before it was acceptable. Stopped the pen, added another name to the poem, and then put down the pen... "I'm laughing..." Yu smiled.

Jigong, who was dozing off over there, seemed to suddenly regain his energy, and immediately sat up straight, reached out to take the poem on the table... and read while saying: "Hua Chrysanthemum... Well, the title of the poem has some meaning...' I don’t know how to write poems and dramas. Is it a contest of Dan Qingfei?’ Haha, Mrs. Yu is a talented woman. This first sentence has a bit of flavor. It’s obvious that I’m writing poetry, but I said ‘poems’, which is a bit ingenious. Just this sentence is better than many poems..."

"Jigong has won the prize... It's just some small thoughts, which can't be seen by everyone, and can't be seen in the elegant hall..."

Jigong continued to read, "'Gathering leaves and splashing ink into thousands of dots, gathering flowers to dye a few traces of frost'... Well, this is the scene of painting...'Dan Nong can see the shadow in front of the wind, jumping out of Qiu Sheng Wrist Fragrance'...Oh, from the scenery of the painting to the person who painted it? Wonderful...'Don't recognize Dongli's leisurely picking, sticking to the screen to chat to comfort the Double Ninth Festival'..."

"That's right, this idea, this line, is not out of the ordinary, it reads fresh and pleasant... It's really good, but it's a pity that I'm not a man, with this talent, I'm afraid I'll be on the list even in the autumn exam... ..."

Mrs. Yu said with a chuckle, "Mr. Liao praised it... This can only be something I made for fun in the house, but I can't afford such a compliment... The old man is a generous family, Mr. Su is recognized as a great talent, Yu's poem is really a shame..."

"It's not showing your ugliness. If you say this poem is good, it's really good... You also said that the old man is from the family of Dafang, so what the family of Dafang said could be wrong, so don't be too humble...Okay If it is good, if it is not good, it is not good. The old man will never be sloppy about it. Well, it's just that this poem is so good. I don't know if someone will be nervous? If you really can't do a good job, it's a bit embarrassing..."

Ji Lao took a look at Su San... He took the paper with poems from Ji Lao, and instead of putting it on the paper, he said to Ji Lao, "How about, Ji Lao also writes a poem, and the three of us put the poem on it." Compete together?"

"Ah... that, oops... for a while, I felt a little dizzy again... Hey, I'm getting older, I just can't use my brain for a long time, just comment on poetry, it's so laborious, it really doesn't matter... "

He gave Jigong a contemptuous look, and thought to himself, should I make an ordinary poem first, and when Jigong is motivated and willing to write poems, then take out the bottom of the box and press it down for him, it stinks his temper?

Forget it... This old guy, I'm afraid he will see through his intentions and won't be fooled... Su San wrote on the paper again, only to see the silky script, not to mention the poem, just this word, which makes people feel refreshed Cool.

Then he smiled, blew on the paper, and let all the ink dry, and then folded it and put it in his arms... Tianxiang couldn't help being a little dazed when he saw his movements... Yu Shi saw With such actions, his face turned red, and his eyes blamed him for his contemptuous behavior... There was a strange trace on Jigong's face, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth... Everyone has their own thoughts... It's just that this poem was carried into Su San's bosom.

"Master..." A servant came in... Jigong raised his eyes, "Oh...but those geniuses, what good poems did they come up with?"

"Not yet. The carriage of Sheriff Lin has arrived. Master Lin heard that the master is here, so he came to see you..." The servant responded softly... Jigong frowned imperceptibly, then waved his hands and said , "Then invite Master Lin to come in and have a cup of tea..."

Su San picked up the teacup, walked to the side of the hall and sat down again, Tian Xiang also followed, and sat beside him, Yu Shi thought about it, and sat beside him, as if she didn't want to get close to Master Lin who was about to come in .

After a while, a white and fat man walked in, who must be Mr. Lin Hailu.

Following Lin Hailu came in, and Lin Rong... Following Lin Rong came in, and a woman.

He glanced lightly, opened his eyes suddenly, and then turned away gently... He never thought that it would be Ren Yingying who came in with Lin Rong...

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