Honglou: I really didn't want to rebel

Jia Cong didn't continue teasing her, and wrote down their names on a few pieces of paper.

Then wrote on Wang Xifeng's card: The north wind was tight all night.

"Who's coming to connect below?"

Li Wan sat aside and said with a smile:

"Since it was Feng girl who started it, let me continue. My continuation is: the snow is still floating when you open the door. Enter the mud and pity the whiteness,"

Lianshi is like this, Wang Xifeng who spoke can only say one sentence,

So Li Wan continued with the second and third sentences,

This is the fun of poetry,

You have to match the last sentence of the previous person, and you have to say the next sentence,

Then wait for the next sentence from the person behind you.

Li Wan finished reading,

Just as Jia Cong was about to ask again, he saw Xiangling raising her hand in a somewhat awkward manner.

Ha ha laughed and said:

"Xiao Xiangling wants to continue? Sure enough, she learned from Sister Lin well, and now she is better than Master.

Daiyu said with a broken voice:

"Xiang Ling, don't listen to him, he will mess up people's minds, and you continue yours!"

Xiangling said shyly: "I cherish Qiongyao all over the world. I want to prosper the withered grass,"

The crowd clapped their hands and applauded,

On the contrary, it made Xiangling even more shy.

Tanchun immediately answered from the side: "Wuxin decorated with wilted sweet potatoes. The wine is cooked in Gaogao village,"

?0 for flowers—0

You Shi also read immediately: "Liang Rao in Nianren's Mansion. Jia moved the ashes and flew the pipe,"

But Qing found that everyone was looking at him,

Reluctantly said: "The sun turns back and forth. The cold mountain has lost its emerald green."

Xing Xiuyan is bigger than everyone else, so it is natural to set an example at this time,

Open your mouth and read slowly: "Dongpu doesn't smell the tide. It's easy to hang willows,"

When she finishes reading,

When everyone saw Miaoyu shaking her head, Xiangyun hurriedly answered:

"It's hard to pile up broken leaf bananas. Musk coal melts into a treasure tripod,"

After Xiangyun said it all, Baoqin, who is also a chivalrous woman, also said:

"Golden mink with a sleeve cage. The light steals the mirror in front of the window,"

Daiyu smiled and immediately said:

"Sweet and sticky peppers on the wall. The slanting wind is still the same,"

Yingchun pondered for more than ten seconds and said:

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"Qingmeng, let's chat. Where is the plum blossom flute?"

Baochai pretended to think for three seconds, then smiled and said:

"Whose Jasper Xiao? Ao Choukun's axis fell,"

Baochai was the last one. After finishing speaking, I clicked on the continuation of Baoqin,

As a result, Xiangyun stood up and drank a glass of wine, and said loudly:

"Dragon Fighting Formation, Yunpin. Ye An Hui Gu Zhao,"

Not to be outdone, Baoqin got up and said:

"Yin whip refers to the Li bridge. Give Qiu pity and caress the garrison,"

If it were any other time, Xiangyun would have given in,

But at this time, how could Xiangyun give in?

Just look at her laughing and saying:

"Jiaxu reads to levy corvees. Aoshi goes to the trial of barbarian dangers,"

After hearing this, Baochai's expression was full of praise, and she repeatedly applauded,

Also chasing after Xiangyun, he said: "Zhike is afraid of being shaken. Aiai takes advantage of it lightly,"

Daiyu got up quickly and said:

"Jianjian dances with the waist. Boiled taro becomes a new reward,"

Jia Cong wrote vigorously beside him,

This group of girls spoke too fast, if it wasn't for Jia Cong's clear mind,

excellent memory,

I'm afraid I can't keep up with their reading speed.

At this time, Baochai, Baoqin, and Daiyu joined hands to fight against Xiangyun.

Jia Cong also hastily interjected:

"Sprinkling salt is an old rumor. Reeds are still fishing,"

Xiangyun laughed and drank another glass of wine, and said with a smile:

"Third brother, don't make trouble, write carefully! You are not right, but it delayed me

Jia Cong looked at the laughing Xiangyun with a dark face,

Then I thought about what I was right, it was really not good,

I can only sigh and continue to be a recorder.

Chapter 650

For Jia Cong,

All poems are nothing more than expressing the poet's emotions.

It is undeniable that there are many poems that can arouse the passion of Chinese people,

But most of the poems,

Either moaning without illness, or complaining about frustration.

Jia Cong's previous life,

Thousands of years of history, I don't know how many poems and songs have been written,

But in the end, only so much was handed down,

Among them, there are 1010 songs collected by Li Bai,

But not everyone remembers even Li Bai's poems.

So after Jia Cong crossed over,

Appreciate this kind of person,

But he prefers people who have the ability to govern the world.

Perhaps it is due to the different positions of the stations and the different standards for viewing problems.

But anyway,

It is indeed true that Jia Cong admires and envies people with poetic talents.

Just like now, although Jia Cong bowed his head and wrote vigorously,

But I was also overwhelmed by the girls' poetic talent.

"Zero One Three"

Xiangyun had already thought about it here, but Jia Cong was delayed.

Preempted by Baoqin, he quickly read:

"The forest ax does not smell the woodcutter. The crouching image has a thousand peaks protruding,"

Xiangyun quickly threw away the wine glass, and said in unison:

"The coiled snake is a long way away. The flower border is cold-knotted,"

Everyone quickly applauded,

The hands of Xiao Xichun and Xiangling on one side were almost swollen from patting,

And their little followers,

Dozens of little maids and nuns also danced and clapped their hands.

This really gave Xiangyun a great sense of satisfaction,

And turned around and bowed to the crowd,

Amusingly, Mother Jia and Aunt Xue patted their thighs and laughed,

While she was turning around to sip,

Tanchun hastily interjected:

"The color is not afraid of the frost withering. The frightened bird in the deep courtyard,"

Xiangyun just turned around and wanted to speak, but he was very thirsty.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, she realized that the wine glass had been thrown by her just now.

Just turning around to call for a maid, Xing Xiuyan robbed her and said:

"The old cuckoo weeps in the empty mountain. Follow the steps up and down,"

Xiangyun threw away the wine glass he had just obtained, and hurriedly said:

"The water in the pool is allowed to float. Shine on Linqing dawn,"

Daiyu blurted out a couplet:

"Colorful into the eternal night. Sincerely forget three feet cold,"

Xiangyun laughed, and then said:

"Rui Shi Jiuchongjiao. Who will ask if you are lying stiff?"

Not to be outdone, Baoqin read:

"Crazy tourists like to recruit. The secret is broken and the tape is broken,"

Xiang Yun also said without showing any weakness:

"The sea market lost the whale's silk."

But before the next sentence could be read, Daiyu robbed the poem and said:

"Lonely facing the terrace,"

Xiangyun also fought back against Daiyu, and hurriedly grabbed the link and said:

"The poor have the ladle."

Baoqin didn't get in a few words, so she hurriedly interrupted:

"Cooking tea with ice gradually boils,"

Xiangyun saw that the wine glass he had just thrown away was near the bonfire, and hurriedly said:

"It's hard to boil wine leaves."