Tang Xiaofeng said, "If I don’t do well, you are my lady and I am your page."
Yang mo Xiang felt a joy in his heart. "I think how many literary talents does he have to do things with a smirk all day?" Even if I really have a literary talent, he said that I really feel good. Then even if he does well, I just say that it is not good. How can he resist me? You idiot, you’re dead after this poem. I want to get back what I’ve suffered these days ten times and one hundred times. "
She said, "Okay, it’s a deal."
Tang Xiaofeng said, "Call the master."
Yang mo Xiang’s forehead is surging with black lines, always thinking about putting up with such a …
So he gently blessed a blessing and sweetly said, "Master, it’s a deal. It’s the master who wants to write poems, not only to suit the occasion, but also to make handmaiden’s heart."
Lin Xiang Wu Ying couldn’t guess her mind? Can’t help but look at Tang Xiaofeng and think about how confident you are? It seems that he is going to suffer from Mo Xiang’s crime.
Tang Xiaofeng is hey hey smile with both hands on mei pretend to walk.
He is very confident about poetry.
Where do these girls know that he not only has a father who has been exploring flowers, but also has a sister who can understand the sky, and he has been a good boy in five stresses, four points of beauty and three loves since childhood? If they knew, they wouldn’t dare to underestimate him …
Well, it doesn’t matter whether he has a flower-hunting father or a talented sister. The most important thing is … He’s a traveler!
He seemed to be thinking for a while before slowly chanting, "All the fragrant flowers are swaying and swaying, and all the amorous feelings are inclined to the small garden. The water is clear and shallow, the fragrance is faint, and the frost birds want to steal a glimpse of the butterfly first. If they know how to close their souls, fortunately, they can sing a little, so they don’t need a sandalwood board to share gold bottles."
The seven women are all moving … Although this poem is recited in plum words, it is plum in the plum garden in the moon, and its artistic conception is elegant, but it is immortal.
Naturally, they don’t know that this seven-melody is the name of the poet Lin Bu’s "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden" which was originally recited through the ages.
Moving the later generations out of the "technical pressure field" bridge, Tang Xiaofeng I saw himself more in the online novels, but it was the first time to "practice". Seeing seven women was really shocked by him. Of course, in those online novels, there are often various common-sense mistakes such as crossing the Qin Dynasty but borrowing small words from the Song Dynasty to distinguish between ancient poems and modern poems, but Tang Xiaofeng somehow came from Xiangmen. This kind of mistake will not be made.
One of the hundred flowers is not a talented woman, and Lin Xiang and others are no exception. This poem "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden" is not only high in artistic conception, but also rare. Can’t you tell?
Yang Moxiang bit his lip and thought, "I don’t care. He said he wanted to make my heart count. I said I didn’t. Can he still cut my heart out?" Even if my sisters say that I cheat and cheat, how can they take me? "
Thought of here, she stood quite crisp way "you this poem …"
Tang Xiaofeng said, "Mo Xiang, if you don’t have a conscience, you will be reduced to a brothel as a prostitute and sold to an old man as a concubine. If you don’t think clearly, you can think again now."
He didn’t stop talking at one breath. Obviously, this passage has been rolled in his stomach several times in advance and he is waiting to say it now.
Yang mo Xiang’s face was so red that he could not speak.
Lan Ying, Hong Ying, Qiong Ying, Xiuying, Yu Ying all cover their mouths and snicker. Lin Xiang shakes his head and thinks about where this silly sister will be a rival. I was about to pull my sister to beg for mercy from the public, but at the other end, I came to the palm of my hand. "The thin shadow is horizontal, the water is clear, the fragrance is shallow, and the moon is floating at dusk … Is this poem still good if it is not fine?"
They look is YanZiQiong with two girls turned out from the plum blossom.
Yan Ziqiong is dressed in a purple gold rimmed moon dress with a double-breasted outer cover, wearing a purple star-studded pleated skirt and riding a pair of purple embroidered shoes, which is graceful like a lilac, even if it floats out of the night, it makes people shine at the moment.
Those two girls are different, one with white teeth and a long skirt with a light yellow and a full moon, and the other is exquisite and small, wearing a small red dress and a small waist belt, which is petite and lovely.
Yan Ziqiong introduced them to everyone. One is her cousin’s name Jiang Lilou, and the other is her cousin’s name Zhang Feng Chu.
Tang Xiaofeng wants to spend God. This thing can literally kill several people when walking.
Yan Ziqiong looked at Tang Xiaofeng and laughed. "I can’t believe that you are not only proficient in fencing, but also in poetry."
Tang Xiaofeng put his arms around his chest and sighed, "It’s just so-so. When I was in Lingnan, everyone said that my double swords were absolutely so-so."
He is really a straightforward and modest boy!
Yan Ziqiong asked people to hold lanterns and move tables, chairs and dining tables. She asked everyone to talk about poetry and snow. Mei Linxiang and others refused to table because they were handmaids. But Yan Ziqiong saw that seven women had a good temperament and were not ordinary women. She was a heroic person and had to pull their tables.
Tang Xiaofeng is a lively person, and he doesn’t care about those rules, but also pulls seven women.
Everyone sat down and talked about some verses for a few rounds. Yan Ziqiong realized that she still underestimated the seven women’s single theory of poetry. Lin Xiang, Yang Moxiang, Zhang Lanying and Tian Xiuying were all her, and even Shao Hongying, Dai Qiongying and Qian Yuying were not with her and Jiang Lilou and Zhang Feng Chu.
Tang Xiaofeng thinks this is also true. Of course, in "Mirror Flower Edge", when palace examination was, Yan Ziqiong ranked about thirty or forty, and the specific rankings of Lin Xiang and Yang Moxiang, Lan Ying and Xiuying were much better than these two female swordsmen.
He didn’t know that Lin Xiang was ranked 16th in palace examination, 19th in Yang Mo Xiang, 10th in Lan Ying and 15th in Xiuying in Jing Hua Yuan.
Considering that Wu Zetian once put the top ten in the eleventh and twentieth places to the top ten because of his sister’s bad name, that is to say, palace examination’s four women, Lin Xiang, Yang Mo Xiang, Lan Ying and Xiuying, were all in the top ten, and there were only a few abnormal conditions such as his sister Tang Xiaoshan and her daughter country.
Yan, Jiang and Zhang are extremely puzzled that Erxiang and Wuying are so learned that they will still be servants to Tang Xiaofeng. However, after several rounds of Tang Xiaofeng’s poems, they are greatly impressed by the famous sentences that have not passed down through the ages.
Tang Xiaofeng was enjoying the female worship while thinking, "Alas, the old-fashioned plot is really old-fashioned …"
Then again, this kind of thing is really addictive. I don’t even think about it. I can impress everyone by copying the "descendants". It is difficult to satisfy my feelings easily.
Yan Ziqiong’s eloquence in chanting poems is excellent, although she is not fragrant in wood and fragrant in ink.
There is a love story in which Yan Ziqiong and Yan Zi robbed the prison car to save Yi Zi Ling. Yan Ziqiong came forward to fight with her, but Yan Ziqiong took Yan Ziqiong to hold a nonsense … Cough a truth and made Yi Zi Ling "like a puppet for a long time" and finally retired from shame.
Tang Xiaoshan found a nickname for every girl in the list from the fairy mountain. The nickname of the three female swordsmen, Yan Ziwei, is "Woman in the Middle". Yi Zi Ling is "Furong Sword" and Yan Ziqiong’s nickname is "Parrot Tongue". The swordsman is famous for her tongue, so you can imagine how powerful her eloquence is.
The host’s eloquence is excellent, and the guests will naturally not be lonely. It turned out that they were laughing all night.
Tang Xiaofeng, who is alone with ten beautiful girls and good teenagers, is very congenial to Yan, Jiang and Zhang, as if he had seen her before …
……
It didn’t end until after midnight.
Seven women of Tang Xiaofeng returned to their residence.
He pulled Yang Moxiang and went to his room.
Yang Moxiang was afraid to resist. "Master, what are you going to do?"
Tang Xiaofeng hey hey say with smile "say good things you still want to go back on our word? Nature is to want you to serve your bedroom. "
Yang Moxiang had been hiding in the corner and wished Tang Xiaofeng could forget this bet. Tang Xiaofeng also talked and laughed with others all the time as if the root had forgotten it.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she got back, Tang Xiaofeng gambled heavily on taking her to the "bedroom". She looked back at her sister pitifully and wanted her sister to help her talk. Lin Xiang smiled and didn’t care if she simply went. She looked at Lan Ying, Hong Ying, Xiuying, Qiong Ying and Yu Ying, but she covered her mouth and smiled and no one helped her.
So she was abruptly dragged into the room by her master.
Hongying timidly tunnel "we, we really don’t save her?"
Xiuying chuckled, "Don’t worry, the master won’t eat her again."
Qiong Ying said, "I didn’t expect that the master’s poetry and prose were so good that Mo Xiang couldn’t get rid of it."
Xiuying said, "You don’t know that the master is not only a knight errant but also a famous man. Later, his father was Xu Jingye and Luo Bin who became sworn friends with Tang Aotang to explore flowers."
Yu Ying ice cold tunnel "so that’s it". She is used to being cold. Although she speaks with expression, her respect looms in her eyes.
Yang mo Xiang was dragged into the room by Tang Xiaofeng, and she was very uneasy.
Tang Xiaofeng laughed. "Are you willing to gamble and not lose?"
Yang Mo Xiang muttered, "I, I didn’t say my heart …"
Tang Xiaofeng said, "Do you really think that poem is not good?"