The general's wife is sick

Li Hua's words are really annoying, and there is a trap easily brought out in his words. If Ji Liu is not both politically and politically capable, then what Ji Zhanpeng is showing off must be his beauty, but in this way, bringing him to Heyuan is a little bit No, after all, this is the territory of literati.If he directly admits that Ji Liu has both morality and talent, Ji Zhanpeng doesn't dare. He only wants to make Ji Liu look good for him, and before he has time to ask him if he is studying, Ji Zhanpeng doesn't know how to answer Li Hua's words. The sky is even more annoying.

"This is?" Although he didn't know this person, Ji Zhanpeng didn't continue to introduce him that he must be a passer-by, but the expression of this passer-by seemed to be unfriendly to him. Could it be that he was not just a passer-by or an enemy?

Ji Zhanpeng took his arm and brought him to the table, "Sit down and warm up first, come and pour tea!" He didn't mean to talk to Li Hua at all.

Li Hua's eyes glared angrily, and his tone became even more hostile after being easily offended, "Don't dare? Could it be that Liu Shuangshao is just an embroidered pillow with no ink on his stomach?"

There are a lot of verbal quarrels between literati, they are not like rude warriors who throw fists at every turn, they only learn from the great men who fight with each other with words, they don't have a single dirty word, but they will piss you off!

"Say it again!" Ji Zhanpeng didn't prepare his homework in advance, and it's not easy to ask Ji Liu directly now, so he fell into a passive situation, and Li Hua led him by the nose with two sentences, but he still didn't dare to make big promises It's guaranteed for Ji Liu.

Ji Liu stood calmly and did not answer, as if the embroidered pillow in Li Hua's mouth was not talking about him.

"Why don't I dare to say it!" Looking at Ji Liu's tacit appearance, Li Hua was convinced that it was because Ji Liu didn't have anything in his stomach, so he didn't dare to answer, so the more he said, the more he spoke, as if he had already Ji Zhanpeng's favorite, bragging twin brothers were trampled into the muddy and dirty ground. "If what I said is wrong, why didn't Master Shuang refute?"

Zhan Qing stepped forward to smooth things over, he knew Ji Zhanpeng, he knew that Ji Zhanpeng didn't dare to speak directly at the moment because he had no idea, so it can be seen that these twin brothers who look like exiled immortals are really embroidered pillows that are not useful. "Everyone is here to enjoy the fun today. It would be bad to hurt each other's friendship. Come, come, let's continue."

"Zhan Qing, you don't need to be a good old man. This is a matter between me and Ji Zhanpeng, and you don't need to intervene!"

Ji Zhanpeng was really guilty. He regretted that he brought Ji Liu out without doing his homework. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on Ji Liu with full of expectation, hoping that he would speak up and save his face, but he was worried about Ji Liu. Really only gave birth to this pretty face.

Ji Liu gave him a comforting smile, and he untied the red sable fur and handed it to the ingredients, "Second brother sympathizes with me recovering from a serious illness, but Liu'er is still in good health."

His thin figure confirmed his appearance after recovering from a serious illness.

Zhan Qing thought that his words were an excuse to get off the donkey, so he used this sentence to continue to persuade, "You should rest more when you are recovering from a serious illness."

"Isn't Liu Shuangshao afraid?" Li Hua said aggressively.

"As you wish, then let's compare and see who is ignorant, who is not only ignorant, but also speaks nonsense in this elegant place, disrespecting literary ethics." Ji Liu said bluntly, because Li Hua This person is not worthy of his politeness, things are going too smoothly, if he wants to gain some fame, there will be a thorn in his door to give someone's head, if his wish is not satisfied, Ji Liu will feel a little bit unworthy of him!

The corners of Li Hua's lips turned upwards, thinking that Ji Liu had been put on a high mountain by him and had to fight, "Then please, there is a lot of snow this winter, so we will use snow as the theme." Glancing at Ji Liu, he said politely, "Young Master Liu Shuang please first."

"You are welcome, please first."

After a little thought, Li Hua said, "The snow melts in the valley, there is no wind or rain, only the remaining cold, the birds are hidden in the holes of the dead trees, and the old man lives alone with a stove."

"Okay! Empty valley and snow scene!" Everyone applauded, and Ji Liu also nodded. The writing is not bad, but unfortunately, when I met him, he had 5000 years of ancient poetry culture in his stomach, and millions of poems have been handed down and recited The one with the highest rate will definitely crush him to death if he just recites a sentence or two.

Since he came out of the deep valley, he said to the deep river, "birds fly away in a thousand mountains, and people disappear in ten thousand paths. The old man in a lone boat and a hat is fishing for the snow in the cold river alone." Mr. Hedong's Jiang Xue faced his old man, and stood up and down. See!

In terms of artistic conception, Liu Zongyuan's artistic conception is more generous, and in terms of accurate wording, Liu Zongyuan's quatrains are more precise. The person who praised Li Hua just now looked a little unhappy.

Zhan Qing immediately took the lead in applauding, "Good writing!" Everyone followed up to congratulate.

Li Hua broke out in a cold sweat, it was different from what he thought! "Come again!" He stepped forward and walked a few steps, "In the rainy and foggy forest, the ice arrows, peaches and plums are hiding from the sharp edge, the fragrance of plums is wafting, and it is quiet under the lights in the corridor."

"The north wind blows the ground and the white grass breaks, and Hu Tian blows snow in August. Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear trees bloom."

"Nice poem!"

"The setting sun is white and the snow is red, and the horseshoe is rushing on the snow. There is no return date for the visitor, where is it?"

"The sun is setting and the mountains are far away, and the sky is cold and the white house is poor. The chaimen hears the dog barking, and returns home on a snowy night."

"Excellent, Liu Shuangshao's poems are amazing!"

"Shen Chen became more anxious, and his voice gradually died down. Blowing out the lamps and windows made it brighter, and the moon shone on the snow all day."

"Already amazed that the quilt is cold, and the window is bright again. I know the snow is heavy in the middle of the night, and I hear the sound of folding bamboo."

"..."

Ji Zhanpeng was dumbfounded listening to the poems spit out from Ji Liu's mouth, and his head was dizzy. Did his father and mother know what kind of person they put in front of the old lady, and they kept asking for sixteen years.

Author gossip:

Li Hua's poems, except for the last one, are all written and edited by stupid authors. Just take a look and don't complain.