First daughter mad concubine: the best baby rascal

"Okay! I still don't believe I can't cure you!"

Qianqian also got excited and said, "Then tell me, what are you capable of showing off in front of me?"

The old student was stunned for a moment, and immediately returned to his normal state, saying: "I am rich in learning, I am talented, and I can write poems in seven steps..."

"Stop, stop! You still have seven steps to write a poem, do you think you are Cao Zhi?"

"You know Cao Zhi? So you have learned from a teacher before?" The old student immediately became interested.

Qianqian rolled his eyes and thought, this old guy is easier to deal with than Yun Yiyi. He should be the kind of person who loves face and doesn't like to use his brain. If he knows that the student is better than him, he must hide it. face ran away.

Qianqian cleared her throat and said, "Of course, Cao Zhi, Ouyang Xiu, Li Bai, Du Fu, Liu Zongyuan, Bai Juyi, Zeng Gong, Tao Yuanming, Qi Baishi, etc. I don't know any of these great writers."

Qianqian read out all the names of people that could be remembered from the middle school Chinese textbook.

The master was really surprised, some of these people's names had been heard, some had never heard of them, so he cupped his hands and said to Qianqian: "Dare to ask Miss, who are Qi Baishi and Tao Yuanming?"

Qianqian suddenly came to her senses, she didn't know what dynasty it was now, and whether these literati appeared in their history.Then he said with a smile: "It's nothing. It's just that the janitor in our family used to be a young student who could draw two small paintings and write two lines of poems. I've learned a little bit from the sidelines."

The master was surprised again, thinking, even if this young lady can name these literati, she may not be able to recite their masterpieces one by one, maybe some of them are made up by her impromptu Woolen cloth.

Then he calmed down and said: "Maybe the young lady heard the names of these people from the prince, but it doesn't mean that the young lady has really learned their knowledge. If the young lady can recite one or two, I will obey you."

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Qianqian thought for a while, and the old scholar shook his head and said, "The reeds are green, the white dew is frost, the so-called Iraqi people are on the side of the water..."

Seeing that the old man's brows were wrinkled again, Qianqian had no choice but to change the song, and said back: "The tide of the spring river is even with the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is born together with the tide.

The old man exclaimed: "It really is a good poem! Which celebrity is this masterpiece?"

Qianqian thought, probably Zhang Ruoxu had never appeared in this era, so she slapped her chest and said, "It's Miss Ben's masterpiece!"

The old man stared blankly at Qianqian for a long time, with a look of extreme suspicion. Qianqian had expected it a long time ago, so he said, "If you don't believe me, then I will recite a few more songs that you haven't heard before."

After thinking about it, he said: "The moon is setting, the sky is covered with crows and the sky is full of frost, Jiang Feng's fishing fire is facing Mianmian, Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell is ringing to the passenger ship at midnight."

The old master said: "This is Zhang Ji's Fengqiao night berth!" Although it was obvious that the lady's words were confusing, there were truths and falsehoods, but seeing that she could recite so many poems, I also secretly admired her from the bottom of my heart.