Da Qin: Father!I really just want to protect myself!

Come on boy!

Ying Zheng leaned back slightly, and was also ready to watch the play.

After confirming the competition, Xu Luo stood up, "In this case, then I will be the one to attract others, and first present a poem of ugliness."

Bai Li frowned. He naturally wanted to show up first at this opportunity, but he didn't want to be preempted by Xu Luo.

But he didn't dare to have too much emotion, just nodded slightly, "Okay!"

On the other hand, Ying Lan looked at Xu Luo indifferently.

【My son wants to see what tricks you can play. 】

Chapter 112 What a Poetry

Xu Luo stood up, but couldn't help but look at Ji Xue, and then said lightly, "The eyebrows are day lily-colored, and the red dress is jealous of pomegranate flowers."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes changed slightly, and they couldn't help but take a closer look at Xu Luo.

These two poems still sound a bit literary, at least they sound very comfortable.

Sensing the slightly amazed gazes of the crowd, Xu Luo also looked a little proud, and then continued, "Laughing by the river pool, red fish with red cheeks and green moss."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes could not help but light up slightly.

Even Ji Xue couldn't help but look sideways at Xu Luo.

However, Kong Jia's expression remained unchanged, he just sat there calmly.

These lines of poems do sound a bit literary, but Kong Jia didn't think that Ying Lan would be defeated in this way.

After all, Ying Lan was the one who said, "The people are like water, the king is like a boat, water can carry a boat, and it can also capsize it."

How can this kind of literary talent be compared with such a simple poem by Xu Luo?

On the contrary, Wang Jian felt something when he heard the poem, and couldn't help feeling a little worried. His eyes fell on Ying Zheng, and he asked in a low voice: "This kid sounds like he can talk, can you win?"

Ying Zheng didn't rush to answer, but listened to Ying Lan's heartfelt voice.

【Ah!Is this what you mean to call poetry? 】

【funny!Really funny! 】

Hearing Yinglan's confident voice, Yingzheng had confidence in his heart, and looked firmly at Wang Jian, "Don't worry, this kid's literary talent is not ordinary! It's definitely more than enough to win against these two guys!"

"After all, he follows the widow!"

Hearing this, Wang Jian's expression was a little weird, "Your Majesty, are you praising your son?"

Ying Zheng nodded, "Of course."

And after Xu Luo finished writing the poem, Bai Li applauded and walked out, "Good! This poem is really good, great poem!"

It sounded like a sincere admiration, but there was a secret disdain in Bai Li's eyes.

Obviously, he obviously felt that he was more feasible for writing poetry.

And now that he was still in front of Ji Xue, he would naturally not hold back, and he must do his best to win Ji Xue's favor.

"Then next, let me show my ugliness first."

The words are polite, but Bai Li's eyes are very confident, as if he is bound to win.

Ying Lan looked disdainful.

【Come on, I'd like to see what tricks you can come up with. 】

Listening to that voice, Ying Zheng also nodded secretly.

Well said.

The widow also wants to see what flowers you can play!

All eyes were on Bai Li.

Sensing everyone's attention, Bai Li raised his head slightly, and then said, "The people around me are like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow."

As soon as the poem came out, everyone's eyes could not help but light up slightly.

Such an artistic conception, even Kong Jia was a little immersed in it, and couldn't help but take a closer look at Bai Li.

Sure enough, those who can become Zheng Xuan's disciples still have real talents and practical learning.

Feeling the astonished gazes of the crowd, Bai Li was even more proud, and then continued: "A graceful girl is ashamed, and the years are free from worries."

As soon as the last two sentences came out, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

"Good! This poem is good!"

Even Li Si, who had been silent on the side, couldn't help but speak.

As a prime minister, Li Si's talent is naturally beyond doubt, and he has read a lot of books since he was a child, and he has his own unique views on poetry.

It is also because of this that he is more aware of how good these few poems are.

It's only twenty characters long, but the artistic conception it shows is eye-catching.

Even if you haven't seen the woman in the poem, after reading this poem, you definitely want to see her beauty.

Kong Jia also nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Bai Li, "It seems that Zheng Xuan taught you well."

Seeing everyone's reaction like this, Bai Lili was naturally very happy.

But on his face, he still pretended to be calm, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you! It's not because I have so much talent, but when I saw Miss Ji, these poems came to my mind unconsciously."

"It's not so much that this poem is well written, it's better to say that Miss Ji's appearance inspired me to write a poem that exists only for Miss Ji."

As he said that, Bai Li's eyes fell on Ji Xue, not hiding his love at all.

Hearing this, even Ji Xue, who has always been the beauty of Frost, couldn't help but feel a little moved.

[It's just this kind of pediatric poems that start to float? 】

【No way?Doesn’t that just make you think the poem is good? 】

However, Ying Lan's face was always cold.

And listening to this voice, Ying Zheng also became a little puzzled.

How good is the brat's poetry to maintain such self-confidence?

When hearing Bai Li's poem, it would be a lie to say that Ying Zheng is not worried at all.

After all, he is very aware of how well this poem is written, and it is obviously unrealistic to say that it can be surpassed easily.

But what I didn't expect was that even in the face of such a good poem, Ying Lan never panicked.

This made Ying Zheng curious, wanting to know what kind of poem Ying Lan wrote.

After receiving a burst of compliments, Bai Li's eyes fell on Ying Lan, "Next, it's your turn."

His face was very confident, as if he already had the chance to win.

Ying Lan was not in a hurry, but stood up, her gaze fell into the distance, as if she was thinking about something, "Wait for me to brew for a while."

Hearing this, Baili couldn't help laughing out loud, "Brewing? Do you still need to brew?"

From his point of view, Yinglan must lose, and what he is doing now is just a struggle.

Ying Lan ignored him as well, her gaze was still in the distance, as if she was thinking about something.

After a while, Ying Lan still didn't speak.

Bai Li, who felt that he had already won for sure, couldn't sit still when he saw this, "If you can't figure it out, you just can't figure it out. Don't use such lame excuses as brewing! Why don't you admit defeat like a man!"

"In this way, although you prove the fact of your ignorance, to a certain extent you also prove your bravery, although it is incompetent courage."

Facing Bai Li's contemptuous and arrogant gaze, Ying Lan didn't pay any attention to it.

Seeing this, Xu Luo on the side also echoed: "Yes, just admit that you are not as good as us. After all, our teacher is Zheng Xuan. It is your blessing to lose to Zheng Xuan's disciple!"

Ying Lan still ignored them.

Calculating that the time was almost up, he said calmly, "Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful."

Just one line of poetry came out, and everyone's expressions changed.

And when Bai Li, who was still extremely arrogant just now, heard this poem, his expression changed suddenly.

Even Ji Xue's expression changed slightly, and she couldn't help but look up at Ying Lan.

Originally, I thought that Ying Lan was an impolite prodigal son, but I didn't expect him to have such a poetic line when he opened his mouth.

Facing everyone's surprised gazes, Ying Lan ignored them at all, and continued to speak, "The spring breeze blows the threshold of Revlon."

As soon as this sentence came out, even Kong Jia was surprised, and couldn't help admiring, "Good! What a poem!"

Chapter 113 Are you going to fight me for fatherhood?

Not to mention Kong Jia, when the people present heard these two sentences, their faces were not calm.

Even Ji Xue couldn't help but started to read along, savoring the artistic conception in it carefully, "Yunxiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing the threshold of Revlon."

Seeing this, Ying Zheng smiled lightly, "You brat, I didn't expect to be able to write such a poem."

Even Li Si on the side was shocked and said, "Quatrain! Quatrain!"

Only Wang Jian's words were clear and strange. Although he felt that he heard it in a cloud, but seeing everyone's praise so much, Wang Jian also followed the trend and exclaimed: "Bull!"

Hearing this, Yingzheng's face was slightly smug, "The widow has already said that, this kid follows the widow!"

Seeing that everyone was so excited, Ying Lan didn't rush to continue, but stopped on purpose.

Seeing this, everyone held their breath, not even daring to breathe, for fear of disturbing Yinglan and affecting his next performance.

But after a while, Ying Lan still didn't speak.

This made everyone a little anxious, and looked at Ying Lan with even more doubts, with a bit of anticipation in their eyes.

Even Ji Xue, who had been talking very little, couldn't help but ask, "What's down there?"

Seeing that Ji Xue actually took the initiative to ask Ying Lan, Bai Li and Xu Luo's expressions were not to mention how ugly they were.

You must know that Ji Xue's personality is relatively cold at ordinary times, and the two of them feel very happy when they can talk to her a few words, but it is really rare for Ji Xue to speak up on her own initiative.

But Ying Lan enjoyed this kind of treatment, which was naturally difficult for Bai Li and Xu Luo to accept.

However, Ying Lan didn't pay any attention to Ji Xue's question.

His eyes were slightly fixed, as if he was thinking about the next verse.

Ji Xue was not angry at Ying Lan's reaction, she looked at Ying Lan with big eyes full of anticipation, waiting for his next words.

After a while, Ying Lan nodded slightly, as if she had made up her mind.

And everyone's hearts were also touched by Ying Lan's every move.

Then Ying Lan continued, "If it wasn't for Qunyu Mountain."

While reading the poem, he looked thoughtfully into the distance.

The melancholy eyes paired with that beautiful face only made Ji Xue a little obsessed with it for a while.

"We will meet Yaotai under the moon."

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Ying Lan spoke slowly, and said the last sentence.

The voice fell, and the audience suddenly fell silent.

It's not because of anything else, it's just that the artistic conception of this poem is so beautiful that everyone is reciting silently without knowing it, and began to experience the artistic conception of this poem.

After a while, Kong Jia came to his senses and couldn't help admiring, "Good! What a poem!"

Li Si couldn't help admiring, "Such an artistic conception, amazing! It's amazing!"

Li Si really couldn't think of any other suitable words to describe this poem except the character "jue".

There is not a single word "beauty" mentioned in the whole article, but the beauty of the beauty is fully revealed.

Wang Jian also showed joy, "Bull! Bull!"

On the other side, Bai Li and Xu Luo's expressions were extremely ugly.

Originally, he wanted to pretend to be good-looking in front of Ji Xue, but now he was fine, and was directly rubbed by Ying Lan on the ground.