cohabitation sister flower
Chapter 193 Xia Yu's Poetry
Murong Molan glanced at Murong Xia Yu, and said, "It's not that I didn't let him go, it's that he didn't want to."
Murong Xia Yu turned her head to look at Wu Yan and said, "Smelly Wu Yan, why don't you want to go in. There are a lot of delicious food inside."
Wu Yan shook his head: "I don't even go if there is something delicious."
What if those bastards ask me to write poetry?I will not.
Murong Xiayu became impatient, grabbed Wu Yan's neck and said, "If you don't go, I will strangle you to death."
How could this guy be like this, he wouldn't go if he had anything to eat.
Wu Yan struggled and said: "Murong Xiayu, I'm warning you again. You can choke my neck as much as you want. What are you doing with my hair?"
"Have you two had enough trouble?" Murong Molan said angrily when she saw the two of them choking again, "Take a look at this place too. If others see it, you won't be laughing."
"Who told him not to go?" Murong Xia Yu said dissatisfiedly being pulled out by Murong Molan.
Damn girl, messed up my hair again.
Wu Yan got out of the car angrily, and said, "Murong Xiayu, you messed up my hair again. I'm not done with you."
"I'll mess up your hairstyle, catch me if you have the ability." Murong Xia Yu said and made a grimace.
How dare you stick your tongue out at me.Today I have to pull out her hair one by one.
Seeing the two pinching again, Murong Molan was completely helpless.Standing between the two of them, he said, "Don't quarrel anymore. Anyone who quarrels will go back to me."
Seeing Murong Molan lose his temper, Murong Xia Yu and Wu Yan stopped talking.Murong Xiayu hid behind Murong Molan and stuck out her tongue at Wu Yan.
"She still sticks her tongue out at me." Wu Yan reported to Murong Molan.
"If you're a good girl, don't even think about following me if you have anything to do in the future." After finishing speaking, Murong Molan didn't care about the two of them, and left directly.
"Sister, I was wrong, just wait." Murong Molan shouted at Murong Molan's back, and then whispered, "Smelly Wu Yan, if you dare not go in, I will turn against you, grandma."
Seeing Murong Xiayu bouncing after Murong Molan, Wu Yan murmured in his heart.
Comparing poetry with Murong Xia Yu, Wu Yan felt that the latter was more lethal.Once this little overlord gets mad, it will be a headache even for God.
Besides, those people don't necessarily allow themselves to write poetry.After entering, just sit on the table and eat with an open stomach.Ask nothing.
Thinking of this, Wu Yan hurriedly chased after the two sisters of Murong's family.
Qingyage is indeed different.
Small bridges, flowing water, and people. [
The ancient road, the west wind, and the thin horse.
This is the picture that greets you as soon as you walk into Qingyage Pavilion.
Yellow flowers, broken, wild geese.
Indus, drizzle, and old crow.
Many paintings are all carved directly on the wall.
Wu Yan couldn't understand these, so he felt that the people who drew these paintings must have not studied hard, otherwise they wouldn't be so ugly.
Seeing the three of them coming in, Qin Feng walked in with a smile in a Tang suit, and said, "Miss Murong is here. I was talking to several masters, saying that the most famous talented woman in Chenghai City will also come. I really mean that Cao Cao is here." .”
Murong Xia Yu smiled slightly, and said: "Young Master Qin is joking. I am not a talented woman at all."
"Miss Murong, don't be modest. I'll take you to meet some masters." Qin Feng made a gesture of invitation after speaking.
Murong Xiayu was very dissatisfied, it can be said that he was very angry, and he muttered in dissatisfaction: "Brother Qin Feng, have you forgotten me?"
Seeing Murong Xia Yu pouted, Qin Feng still had a smile on his face and said: "Second Miss Murong, how could I have forgotten you."
"Don't call me Second Miss, you can call me Xia Yu if you think it's okay." Murong Xia Yu said with a smile.
Wu Yan was also unhappy, not because Qin Feng ignored him, but because there was no food here at all.He felt that he was tricked by Murong Xia Yu again this time.
"Who organized this poetry and prose exchange meeting, the host is too picky. There are no snacks, only tea. How can you talk nonsense together if you are not full?"
Wu Yan said angrily, in his opinion, isn't writing poetry just nonsense?
Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I forgot about it. I'll tell people to prepare it."
"Go quickly." Wu Yan took it for granted.
Qin Feng was not angry either, and smiled apologetically at Murong Molan and Murong Xiayu, and said, "I will show you around later. These paintings are all from many masters in China. Although they are not authentic, they are still very precious."
After Qin Feng left, Murong Molan turned her head and gave Wu Yan a hard look.Did this guy deliberately fight against himself?It's so embarrassing every time.Let him stay in the car next time.
Wu Yan looked at Murong Molan and explained: "I'm telling the truth, they're just too fastidious. They don't even have snacks. Hey, don't go, I haven't finished yet."
Before Wu Yan could finish speaking, Murong Molan pulled Murong Xiayu away quickly with a straight face.
Ten minutes later, a scene that never happened in Qingyage happened.I saw a few long tables in the middle, all of which were filled with snacks.It's just that there is no wine, but tea. [
Wu Yan began to gobble it up alone.
Many people showed surprise eyes, more contempt.
Come to this kind of place to eat, is this guy sick?
Wu Yan was lazy to pay attention to these gazes, he should eat and drink.Anyway, no money.
Originally, Murong Xia Yu also wanted to sit there and eat like Wu Yan.It's just that after being glared at by Murong Molan, he didn't dare to go over.I had to look at the paintings with a group of people.Some people chanted a few sour poems from time to time.
Murong Molan followed behind without speaking, and only smiled slightly after others finished speaking.
Qin Feng walked up to her and whispered, "Mo Lan, why don't you speak?"
Murong Molan shook her head and whispered, "The people here are all well-known literary masters. I don't even have a place to speak."
"It's okay, just say what you have to say. These people are all my friends. They won't say anything." Qin Feng's smile is like the sunshine in winter, very heart-warming.
Murong Xia Yu poked her head over and asked, "Brother Qin Feng, can you really talk?"
"Of course." Qin Feng said with a smile.
Several people came to a painting.
The painting shows a big white goose playing in the clear water.A dense reed in the distance.
A master pointed to the painting and said with a smile: "Everyone, who can use the artistic conception of this painting to compose a poem?"
At this time, Murong Xia Yu hurriedly raised her hand and said excitedly: "Master, Master, I can."
All this time, Murong Xia Yu didn't dare to speak. When she was about to open her mouth, Murong Molan gave her a hard look, until finally she had to hide behind Murong Molan, so these masters didn't see her at all.
Seeing Murong Xiayu raised his hand, the master laughed and said, "I never thought that this little girl could understand the meaning of the painting at such a young age. Little girl, what's your name?"
"My name is Murong Xia Yu." Murong Xia Yu smiled sweetly.
Murong Molan grabbed her and scolded: "Xia Yu, don't make trouble." Then she turned her head and smiled apologetically, "She's my younger sister, so she doesn't understand at all. Don't take offense."
"Oh, Miss Murong, this is your fault. It's rare that Second Miss Murong can compose poems at such a young age. This is a good thing. As a sister, you must support her. Second Miss Murong, you come to compose this poem poetry."
After speaking, he began to applaud, and then everyone else followed suit.
Murong Xiayu gave Murong Molan a smug smile, then walked to the painting and looked at it carefully.The others didn't speak, and they were all looking forward to what kind of poems Murong Xia Yu could make at such a young age.
After a long time, Murong Xia Yu's face brightened, he snapped his fingers and said excitedly, "I thought of it."
Murong Molan frowned slightly. Others don't know Murong Xiayu's virtues, but she, as a sister, knows it all.
Murong Xia Yu cleared her throat, put her hands behind her back, looking like a literati.
goose.
Take the neck and cut it with a knife.
Pull the hair and boil the water,
Boil the goose in a pot.
Murong Xiayu had just finished writing the poem when Wu Yan spit out the snacks in his mouth.
No one in Qingyage spoke, his face was as ugly as it was.
Some people even thought in their hearts, isn't this girl here to mess things up?
Murong Xia Yu turned her head to look at Wu Yan and said, "Smelly Wu Yan, why don't you want to go in. There are a lot of delicious food inside."
Wu Yan shook his head: "I don't even go if there is something delicious."
What if those bastards ask me to write poetry?I will not.
Murong Xiayu became impatient, grabbed Wu Yan's neck and said, "If you don't go, I will strangle you to death."
How could this guy be like this, he wouldn't go if he had anything to eat.
Wu Yan struggled and said: "Murong Xiayu, I'm warning you again. You can choke my neck as much as you want. What are you doing with my hair?"
"Have you two had enough trouble?" Murong Molan said angrily when she saw the two of them choking again, "Take a look at this place too. If others see it, you won't be laughing."
"Who told him not to go?" Murong Xia Yu said dissatisfiedly being pulled out by Murong Molan.
Damn girl, messed up my hair again.
Wu Yan got out of the car angrily, and said, "Murong Xiayu, you messed up my hair again. I'm not done with you."
"I'll mess up your hairstyle, catch me if you have the ability." Murong Xia Yu said and made a grimace.
How dare you stick your tongue out at me.Today I have to pull out her hair one by one.
Seeing the two pinching again, Murong Molan was completely helpless.Standing between the two of them, he said, "Don't quarrel anymore. Anyone who quarrels will go back to me."
Seeing Murong Molan lose his temper, Murong Xia Yu and Wu Yan stopped talking.Murong Xiayu hid behind Murong Molan and stuck out her tongue at Wu Yan.
"She still sticks her tongue out at me." Wu Yan reported to Murong Molan.
"If you're a good girl, don't even think about following me if you have anything to do in the future." After finishing speaking, Murong Molan didn't care about the two of them, and left directly.
"Sister, I was wrong, just wait." Murong Molan shouted at Murong Molan's back, and then whispered, "Smelly Wu Yan, if you dare not go in, I will turn against you, grandma."
Seeing Murong Xiayu bouncing after Murong Molan, Wu Yan murmured in his heart.
Comparing poetry with Murong Xia Yu, Wu Yan felt that the latter was more lethal.Once this little overlord gets mad, it will be a headache even for God.
Besides, those people don't necessarily allow themselves to write poetry.After entering, just sit on the table and eat with an open stomach.Ask nothing.
Thinking of this, Wu Yan hurriedly chased after the two sisters of Murong's family.
Qingyage is indeed different.
Small bridges, flowing water, and people. [
The ancient road, the west wind, and the thin horse.
This is the picture that greets you as soon as you walk into Qingyage Pavilion.
Yellow flowers, broken, wild geese.
Indus, drizzle, and old crow.
Many paintings are all carved directly on the wall.
Wu Yan couldn't understand these, so he felt that the people who drew these paintings must have not studied hard, otherwise they wouldn't be so ugly.
Seeing the three of them coming in, Qin Feng walked in with a smile in a Tang suit, and said, "Miss Murong is here. I was talking to several masters, saying that the most famous talented woman in Chenghai City will also come. I really mean that Cao Cao is here." .”
Murong Xia Yu smiled slightly, and said: "Young Master Qin is joking. I am not a talented woman at all."
"Miss Murong, don't be modest. I'll take you to meet some masters." Qin Feng made a gesture of invitation after speaking.
Murong Xiayu was very dissatisfied, it can be said that he was very angry, and he muttered in dissatisfaction: "Brother Qin Feng, have you forgotten me?"
Seeing Murong Xia Yu pouted, Qin Feng still had a smile on his face and said: "Second Miss Murong, how could I have forgotten you."
"Don't call me Second Miss, you can call me Xia Yu if you think it's okay." Murong Xia Yu said with a smile.
Wu Yan was also unhappy, not because Qin Feng ignored him, but because there was no food here at all.He felt that he was tricked by Murong Xia Yu again this time.
"Who organized this poetry and prose exchange meeting, the host is too picky. There are no snacks, only tea. How can you talk nonsense together if you are not full?"
Wu Yan said angrily, in his opinion, isn't writing poetry just nonsense?
Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I forgot about it. I'll tell people to prepare it."
"Go quickly." Wu Yan took it for granted.
Qin Feng was not angry either, and smiled apologetically at Murong Molan and Murong Xiayu, and said, "I will show you around later. These paintings are all from many masters in China. Although they are not authentic, they are still very precious."
After Qin Feng left, Murong Molan turned her head and gave Wu Yan a hard look.Did this guy deliberately fight against himself?It's so embarrassing every time.Let him stay in the car next time.
Wu Yan looked at Murong Molan and explained: "I'm telling the truth, they're just too fastidious. They don't even have snacks. Hey, don't go, I haven't finished yet."
Before Wu Yan could finish speaking, Murong Molan pulled Murong Xiayu away quickly with a straight face.
Ten minutes later, a scene that never happened in Qingyage happened.I saw a few long tables in the middle, all of which were filled with snacks.It's just that there is no wine, but tea. [
Wu Yan began to gobble it up alone.
Many people showed surprise eyes, more contempt.
Come to this kind of place to eat, is this guy sick?
Wu Yan was lazy to pay attention to these gazes, he should eat and drink.Anyway, no money.
Originally, Murong Xia Yu also wanted to sit there and eat like Wu Yan.It's just that after being glared at by Murong Molan, he didn't dare to go over.I had to look at the paintings with a group of people.Some people chanted a few sour poems from time to time.
Murong Molan followed behind without speaking, and only smiled slightly after others finished speaking.
Qin Feng walked up to her and whispered, "Mo Lan, why don't you speak?"
Murong Molan shook her head and whispered, "The people here are all well-known literary masters. I don't even have a place to speak."
"It's okay, just say what you have to say. These people are all my friends. They won't say anything." Qin Feng's smile is like the sunshine in winter, very heart-warming.
Murong Xia Yu poked her head over and asked, "Brother Qin Feng, can you really talk?"
"Of course." Qin Feng said with a smile.
Several people came to a painting.
The painting shows a big white goose playing in the clear water.A dense reed in the distance.
A master pointed to the painting and said with a smile: "Everyone, who can use the artistic conception of this painting to compose a poem?"
At this time, Murong Xia Yu hurriedly raised her hand and said excitedly: "Master, Master, I can."
All this time, Murong Xia Yu didn't dare to speak. When she was about to open her mouth, Murong Molan gave her a hard look, until finally she had to hide behind Murong Molan, so these masters didn't see her at all.
Seeing Murong Xiayu raised his hand, the master laughed and said, "I never thought that this little girl could understand the meaning of the painting at such a young age. Little girl, what's your name?"
"My name is Murong Xia Yu." Murong Xia Yu smiled sweetly.
Murong Molan grabbed her and scolded: "Xia Yu, don't make trouble." Then she turned her head and smiled apologetically, "She's my younger sister, so she doesn't understand at all. Don't take offense."
"Oh, Miss Murong, this is your fault. It's rare that Second Miss Murong can compose poems at such a young age. This is a good thing. As a sister, you must support her. Second Miss Murong, you come to compose this poem poetry."
After speaking, he began to applaud, and then everyone else followed suit.
Murong Xiayu gave Murong Molan a smug smile, then walked to the painting and looked at it carefully.The others didn't speak, and they were all looking forward to what kind of poems Murong Xia Yu could make at such a young age.
After a long time, Murong Xia Yu's face brightened, he snapped his fingers and said excitedly, "I thought of it."
Murong Molan frowned slightly. Others don't know Murong Xiayu's virtues, but she, as a sister, knows it all.
Murong Xia Yu cleared her throat, put her hands behind her back, looking like a literati.
goose.
Take the neck and cut it with a knife.
Pull the hair and boil the water,
Boil the goose in a pot.
Murong Xiayu had just finished writing the poem when Wu Yan spit out the snacks in his mouth.
No one in Qingyage spoke, his face was as ugly as it was.
Some people even thought in their hearts, isn't this girl here to mess things up?
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