Nongmen Jinfeng: Cold-noodled husband and little daughter-in-law

Chapter 114 Poems
Because of her words, the atmosphere instantly became lively, and even Fang Zijian became interested, leaving his troubles behind.

Fang Zizhan also showed a sincere smile, and Xiao Qi'er once again shared his worries.He unconditionally supports her proposal.

Fang Xiaofu raised his head, originally planned to use the moon as the theme, admiring the moon and reciting poems under the moon, isn't this the most common game played by ancient literati?result……

Sure enough, there was only a large patch of stars in the sky, shining with a little bit of light.

There is only a faint light on the dirt road, but the ancients have good eyesight, so walking is not a problem.That is to say, those who observed them from a distance could only see shaking black shadows.

Fang Xiaofu didn't see the moon, so he couldn't help coughing twice in embarrassment, and then said with a smile: "The moon is not here, and we still have starlight, so why not use this starry sky as the topic, the starlight is also dazzling."

In order to take care of everyone's different learning levels, Fang Xiaofu set the rules again. Zihong and Zisheng used five-character poems, and the three scholars who will take the exam this year used seven-character poems.

Seven Laws can be difficult.Whether it is a modern person or an ancient scholar, it is a difficult problem because there are too many requirements.

But the three brothers don't seem to be afraid. If they can't even write the Qilu, they must have not read the book well, so why talk about being a scholar?Therefore, they are also eager to try.

The three little sisters didn't participate because they only knew how to read and didn't read much.

Fang Xiaofu knows a little bit, even if he can't write a good sentence, he won't be stage fright.Just in order not to arouse suspicion, she brought up the excitement, but she couldn't really participate.

So on this dirt road, the brothers began to rack their brains one after another, and even thinking about it, Zisheng kept scratching his head, and finally almost got his foot down and fell into the ditch next to him.

In the end, Caixia yelled and stretched out her hand to grab him, which saved him from an embarrassing incident.Fang Xiaofu was terrified and sweated profusely.Suddenly, she remembered that in modern times, she went climbing a mountain but got nothing.

If it wasn't for her missing her foot, she wouldn't have traveled here.But once she traveled through time, she didn't know the modern situation.Is she dead?
Or did the real Fang Xiaofu wear it on her body, as if she had replaced her in this ancient life, and she also represented herself in the modern life?

Is this soul travel a lifetime thing, or a temporary exchange?Can she go back?Will she live happily here for the rest of her life?

Fang Xiaofu stared at the ditch in a daze, and the people beside him chattered for a long time, and found that she was strange, and they were a little worried. Zisheng even came over and took her hand: "Sister Xiaoqier, it's dangerous there. Let's stand up a little bit."

He just walked too far, so he didn't pay attention.

Fang Xiaofu suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Zisheng and smiled, then moved a step into the road, and when he raised his head, he looked at Fang Zizhan with concern.

Fang Zizhan didn't think she was frightened by the low ditch, but wondered if she had something on her mind?Is it stressful or in a bad mood recently?

"Okay, after the little episode of little brother Zisheng's surprise and safety just now, do you have any inspiration? Does anyone want to chant it now, or write it when they get home?"

With Zisheng's interruption, Fang Xiaofu calmed down and smiled again.So everyone said that they could chant first, and then write it down after going home.

The result of the final discussion is from the smallest to the largest, and they recite their own poems one by one.

So Zisheng had to be the first to speak, scratching his head shyly, but bravely recited the five-character poem he just thought of: "A few bright stars, the night road makes people worry. There are so many people, so be brave. Be careful of the rotten dirt ditch."

"...Zisheng is talking about yourself, you are not bad, you are very vivid." Fang Xiaofu was quiet for a while, and then praised.

For a five-year-old child who has just entered the first grade of elementary school in modern times, he doesn't learn much.But in ancient times, one could already recite poems, and even export them into chapters.

amazing.

Everyone praised him one after another, until the kid was triumphant and embarrassed at the same time.So he laughed straight.

Zihong was next, and he also wrote five-character poems. Although he went to the village school with Zisheng to open the door, he had learned more characters with his brothers at home for two years, so he would naturally read faster.

Therefore, although his five-character poems are very direct and direct, he doesn't know how to make the words implicit and beautiful.But Bi Zisheng's sentences are still neat.

Then there is Ziwei. Ziwei's poems are like his own, quiet and elegant.

Fang Zizhan's poems reveal a kind of sadness, and hope can be seen in the sadness.The younger brothers and sisters didn't understand the meaning, but the elder brother and Ziwei took another look at him.

Fang Xiaofu bit his lip, lowered his eyes, and tightened his clasped fingers.

In the end, Fang Zijian's poems are the most stable, just like the fonts that are flat and steady. They may not have any style, but they look comfortable.

Fang Xiaofu guessed privately that if this is an exam, the eldest brother has the highest chance of passing the exam, while Fang Zizhan and Ziwei have more personal styles, it depends on the examiner's preference.

Everyone recited poems and commented on each other, and this road has slowly walked a long way.Fortunately, it was warmer today. Although it was before the rainy season, the temperature was much warmer.

The night breeze came with a slight coolness, wrapped in the fragrance of flowers, making people's hearts sweet.Everyone chatted happily, and Fang Zizhan suddenly suggested that Xiao Qi'er should also sing a song, so that this beautiful and beautiful day would not be in vain.

Fang Xiaofu rolled his eyes at him.He is the only person in the family who knows that she writes manuscripts and sells them for money. Everyone doesn't know. What does he mean by asking her to recite poems at this time.

But Fang Zizhan smiled and ignored her eyes.Everyone booed at the side again, Fang Xiaofu had no choice but to think for a while, and also chanted a song.

However, she didn't take advantage of the time traveler and use the masterpieces of the ancients she had learned in books to fool her.It's not about what you have to do to take the exam. It's good for the family to have fun and have fun, no tricks are needed.

But to be honest, she has been studying for more than ten years, and she has more knowledge and experience than everyone else.It's just... Looking at the sky, and then at the ditch in the soil, my thoughts surged for a while.

"The vast sea shines with light, and the township looks far away. The kindness of a family is hard to inherit, and it will last forever."

There is not even a word "star", but the way is far away from the vicissitudes of the hometown. People who don't understand can also feel the infinite sadness. Xiaofu.

Fang Xiaofu lowered his head, still immersed in his own emotions, for a moment he forgot that there were so many people around her.

In the depths of the woods, on the height of the branches of a tree with pear blossoms gradually falling, a vague figure showed a gloomy expression.What's wrong with this girl?How did you come up with such a sad and desperate poem?
There are five unique poems in one poem, and every word is heartbroken.

(End of this chapter)