Super Sneering System

On Lady Ya's graceful and noble face, there was also an incomparably stunned expression.

Even though the performance "Meeting Xiya on the Drinking Lake" came in much better, these people had unexpectedly judged it to be a draw.

Even she felt speechless.

At this moment, seeing how these people were lying, she became a little anxious, turned to Wang Xiaojian and asked: "Young Master Lee, aren't you going to say something?"

Wang Xiaojian held onto her fan, and laughed, "Lady Ya, I do have something to say. I have benefited greatly from what Mr. Bao Nan said just now. I want to make him a poem. "

Bao Nan was startled, but he did not react.

He clearly said that he was not, but this Lee Bai however benefited greatly, and even said that she wanted to compose a poem for him. He suspected that he had heard wrongly.

"Lee Bai, you want to compose a poem for me?"

"That's right."

Wang Xiaojian chuckled, "Mr. Bao is one of the most outstanding people in the world of poetry in the capital. So, I want to gift a poem to you as a token of my appreciation. "

The Lady Ya was surprised, she did not know what Wang Xiaojian was trying to do, she had clearly suppressed him, yet he still dared to say such words.

Bao Nan was happy, his body floating in the air.

He felt that his attainments in poetry had increased by another level.

Otherwise, since he had said such lies, why would the other party give him a poem?

How interesting.

"No way, Mr. Bao is commenting on his poem like this, but he actually wants to compose another poem for Mr. Bao?"

"Yeah, this guy can't be crazy, right?"

"Hehe, then he won't go crazy. In my opinion, he's just a person who's willing to bear the consequences for what they've done!"

"Right, he's just a punching bag, hur hur."

"…"

The surrounding voices sounded.

Bao Nan felt even better.

He turned to face Wang Xiaojian and puffed up his belly, raising his head, he laughed: "Alright, Lee Bai, I will listen and listen to what you have written for me. "You may write a poem, but of course you are short of something, and I will point it out.

"Listen."

Wang Xiaojian chuckled, his face revealing an enigmatic smile.

He held his fan in hand and paced two steps on the spot. Then, he faced Bao Nan and recited the first poem.

"Three feet above the ground, one ditch at a time." Three feet above the ground, one ditch at a time.

Everyone heard this and were stunned. It was a poem for Bao Nan, but it sounded very ordinary, as if it had nothing to do with Bao Nan.

Bao Nan also did not hear any tricks behind it, but because this poem was written for him, he felt that it was very enjoyable for him.

"Lee Bai, these words are not bad. Continue."

Wang Xiaojian smiled slightly, and with a "shua" sound, he opened up his fan and read out the last two sentences.

"I didn't see any cows or sheep coming to eat, only Bao Nan washing his hair."

Three feet from the ground, one ditch for each year's long stream of water.

Since he did not see any cattle or sheep eating, he saw Bao Nan washing his hair.

"Hmm?"

When everyone heard this, they were stunned and at a loss. He didn't know what that meant.

"This is an ordinary scene poem."

"Among the poems, there is also Brother Ping's name. But why are you washing your hair? "

"Yeah, that's weird."

Someone was talking to himself, an untouchable mind.

"Also, aren't the ditches all on the ground? How could they be three feet off the ground? I really don't understand. Could it be that there's some other meaning behind this? "

Some people silently recited Wang Xiaojian's poem, and their faces revealed expressions of deep thought.

However, Wang Xiaojian smiled in his heart.

This poem was not written by a poet, but was instead a doggerel from his original world.

Three feet from the ground was a ravine. It referred to a harmonious part of a woman.

And "Bao Nan was the only one washing his hair", naturally, was to describe Bao Nan as just a few strands.

Since, this fellow was just randomly judging poems and bullshitting nonsense.

Wang Xiaojian was very willing to give this Barrenlands Poem to him. It was a real name.

"Three feet off the ground, one ditch at a time … What exactly is it? "

"It shouldn't be... "Puchi …"

Some people were muttering to themselves, still unable to understand.

However, someone in the crowd suddenly burst out laughing.

"Pfft, haha …" Too talented. He could even think of such a poem. "Hahaha …"

"Lee Bai is too awesome."

"Eh, Brother Zhang, what's the meaning of this?"

"Yeah, what are you laughing at?"

Some people were puzzled and looked at the young man with an inexplicable smile.

Zhang Feng was a famous talent in Beijing. He spent most of his time at the Yi-Hong Courtyard, and the number of women he had ever played with could not even be counted on two hands and feet.

Because he had been in contact with them for a long time, he immediately thought of the meaning of "three feet from the ground, one ditch".

Isn't that what it is?

Zhang Feng could not hold it in any longer.

But, after all, it was very disgraceful, and the Lady Ya was also present. Hearing the surrounding people's questions, he leaned over, and whispered in her companion's ear.

And then …

Puchi ~

Haha ~

"No way, he's too talented. "Haha."

Someone laughed out again.

The people who did not hear of Zhang Fenghua were baffled.

However, as they were all scholars, they had done quite a lot of romantic affairs.

At this moment, upon seeing the famous and talented Zhang Feng smile in such a manner, and with such a strange smile on his face, he started to gradually realize what was going on.

"Damn, could it be that one?"

"Yes, that one. Three feet from the ground, one ditch at a time.

"Bao Nan is washing his hair... Isn't that Bao Nan something. "

"That's right, haha …" I can't hold it in. "Hahaha."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bao, I didn't mean to, but it's too funny. You understand, haha. "

"Hahaha …"

Sounds came out one after another, causing Bao Nan's face to turn green.

He finally understood the meaning of this poem by Wang Xiaojian.

Giving him poems was a lie, it was true that he was being scolded for "a few times"!

He was a famous poet commentator in the capital. How could he be scolded by others?

His eyes widened, his body trembled, and he began to shake.

"Lee Bai, you bastard, you actually dared to make a poem out of me, you are simply insulting me!"

Bao Nan raged, his eyes opened wide in anger as he shouted at Wang Xiaojian.

Wang Xiaojian wasn't the least bit angry and chuckled, "Mr. Bao, what do you mean by insulting gentle and refined people? Why don't I understand? I gave you a poem to wash your hair, and you say I insulted you. You're really going too far. "

Wash your hair?

Bao Nan obviously did not believe him. He pointed at Wang Xiaojian and said: "Lee Bai, don't speak nonsense. If you want to wash your hair, then what is three feet a hook from the ground, with water flowing continuously all year round? "

Wang Xiaojian chuckled and explained: "In the backyard of Son-in-law Mansion, there is a fake mountain and on the fake mountain there is a flowing water, it is exactly three feet tall. I've asked the servants of Son-in-law Mansion before, they've told me that the water on this fake mountain has never stopped all year round. Therefore, it was' Three feet off the ground, one hook at a time, and the water will flow all year-round '.

"I feel that this is a good place to wash my hair. I just wanted to invite you to Son-in-law Mansion to wash your hair since your hair is so greasy and dirty. But you actually said that I had insulted you. If you are so kind, then forget it! "