I turned into a beautiful girl from the bloodshed

This poem vividly describes the thoughts of a naive, undisciplined, clever, and young girl who is just in love, especially the finishing touch in the last sentence, "Marrying Xiao Lang loves traveling far away." Created a very warm and harmonious scene of love.

Simultaneously,

His wolfish ambitions are also clearly revealed!

Because the "Xiao Lang" in the last line of the poem refers to Nongyu's husband Xiao Shi, and also refers to the lover or the person he likes in general.

"Marry Xiao Lang who loves to travel far away!"

It simply said clearly: Miss Yuyouwei, I like you, marry me!After marrying me, we will be like Nongyu and Xiao Shi in the future, and become a happy marriage in the eyes of others!

Everyone was upset, but there was nothing they could do about it, who made people pick up girls so well!

As the oiran of Zuihonglou, Yu Youwei is naturally good at poetry and poetry. Of course, she understands the meaning of He Wenyuan's poems, but she is very displeased with the hidden possessiveness in He Wenyuan's eyes.

She is too familiar with this kind of gaze. Any man with this kind of gaze is greedy for a girl's body and doesn't really love her. This kind of man is not worth entrusting to her for life.

'Not surprisingly, he is the one who won the championship tonight. '

'Forget it, my goal has been achieved, let's spend the night with him tonight, and it will be the reward for this poem. '

Yu Youwei made up her mind and was about to speak out to praise this good poem.

A disharmonious voice suddenly came out: "Nv Qin, Nancao, Xiao Lang... They are all messed up things, not even one-ten-thousandth as good as my brother's poem!"

The place suddenly fell silent.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the source of the voice, and even Yu Youwei was curious to see who spoke such wild words.

Then everyone saw a fat man waving a fan.

This person is none other than Sun Fang, and he was also the one who spoke out loudly about He Wenyuan's "Timing Beauty" just now.

Faced with the scrutiny of everyone, Sun unconsciously raised his neck, but Hui beside him didn't feel so well.

Hui finally knew 'why no one else is with Sun Fang anymore'!

because,

What a shame!

Naked ignorance!

Even if the other dandies can't understand what He Wenyuan wrote, they will follow the majority of people and shout out to cover up their ignorance!

And the fat man next to Hui is so stupid that he doesn't even know how to cover it up!

Everyone saw that it was a well-known example of ignorance in the capital—the grandson of Sun Bowen's grandson Fang, and they immediately looked contemptuous.

"Hey, who am I to know? Isn't this the talented grandson who treats nursery rhymes as ancient poems?"

"That's right, I don't even know the allusion of 'Nv Qin'. This can no longer be described as incapable!"

"It's not even one ten-thousandth of your brother's. Your brother won't be the little boy next to you! Just like this, if he changes into a woman's clothes, who can tell that he is a man?"

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Chapter 192

Faced with everyone's ridicule and contempt, Sun Fang was not angry at all. He directly took Hui's finished paper from Hui, and said to everyone: "Let you see my brother's eternal masterpiece!"

"Haha, it won't be another nursery rhyme!"

"Quiet! Don't talk, everyone, listen to the eternal song that Sun Fang's great talent recognizes!"

Sun Fang's voice was simple and honest, but it was very sonorous. As soon as he spoke, his voice was heard by everyone in the hall.

He only heard him read: "There are beauties in the south, peerless and independent. When you look at the city of Qingren, you look at the country of Qingren. The city and the country are beautiful, and beautiful women are hard to come by."

Just after reading it,

Immediately, two or three people in the crowd laughed loudly: "Haha! I laughed so hard, this is also a poem, and even a three-year-old can write it better than this!"

"Eternal Song, that's it. I'm afraid it's a loud noise, but it's just under the buttocks."

But, gradually, they found something was wrong.

Because the vast majority of people did not go along with them, but instead looked contemplative.

These silent people are different from those ignorant dandies just now. Even if they can't compose poems, they still have a basic level of appreciation.

To be honest, after listening to this poem, their first impression is: it is easy to understand, clear at a glance, and has no level. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an insult to politeness.

But take a closer look,

wrong! ! !

This is to win complexity with simplicity, and to create reality with fiction! !

This is the most difficult method in poetry creation, because if this method is used well, it must be a swan song through the ages, but if it is not used well, it will be a nursery rhyme.

And obviously, this poem is used right?

No, it is absolutely useless! !

The swan song of all ages! ! !

a long time,

Liu Jieyuan among the crowd tore up the poem he had racked his brains and sighed: "Since then, the beauty of beauties has never been as good as it is!"

Some scholars also lamented: "The words come out of the mouth without pretentiousness, but the sincerity of the words overflows between the lines."

Everyone nodded, they just knew that this poem seemed simple, but it was not simple at all.But how difficult it is in detail, they can't say it, they just think one word "good!"

The few people who shouted the most just now are now hiding in the crowd, not daring to speak out, for fear that people will recognize them.

"How is it! My brother's poem is amazing! It is countless times better than those Qin Nu and Xiao Lang!" Sun Fang asked relentlessly.

Only then did everyone notice the "Brother!" Sun Fang said, and looked at Hui one after another.

Someone asked: "I don't know this brother's name!"

Hui was about to answer, but Sun Fang was one step ahead: "My brother's name is Lin Hui."

"..." Hui looked at Sun Fang who was answering for her in front of her. There were too many things to complain about, and she didn't know where to start.

After everyone knew Hui's name, they sighed one after another: "After tonight, Lin Hui's name will surely be heard all over the capital!"

"Tonight's poetry meeting can come to an end. Once the eternal song is performed, what else can it compare to?"

"That's right! As soon as this poem is published, tonight's poetry meeting will be famous forever!"

"Let's ask everyone to make the final verdict!"

At this time,

Only then did everyone notice the abnormality of the young fish.

Different from the dignified and elegant lady of the family just now, the young Yuwei Wei's white and greasy face seemed to be covered with a layer of bright red rouge, and she looked at Lin Hui with a shy and angry look.

Seeing Yu Youwei's shy appearance,

Everyone suddenly realized this!

Shameless!

Shameless!

Brazen!

Just now everyone was only focused on appreciating the charm of this eternal masterpiece, but they forgot the basic purpose of this poem.

Apart from the artistic technique of this poem and the value of the eternal swan song,

This is a poem: dog licking poem! ! !

Unlimited kneeling and licking fish young Wei!

Inhuman licking!

Lick like crazy! !

See how this poem licks:

The opening chapter is that there are beauties in the south who are peerless and independent.

As soon as he came up, he praised the young fish Wei's appearance as unparalleled in the world, and her elegant nature was extraordinary and outstanding.

The reason why people skip Nangong Bingqing here is because Nangong Bingqing is a beauty from the north, not from the south.

Then, he went on to say: once you look at the city of Qingren, and then you look at the country of Qingren.

Kuayu Weiwei is extremely beautiful, you only need to look at the defenders to make the city fall; if you look at the king again, the country will be overturned for you.

Especially the last two sentences: alluring cities and alluring countries, beautiful women are hard to come by again.

He even licked directly without a bottom line: Even if the city is gone and the country is destroyed because of the beauty, the good opportunity to get a beautiful woman should not be lost.

To be honest, everyone had to admit in their hearts that if they were praised so inhumanly by others as a woman, they would probably be no different from Yuyouwei now.

In fact, Yuyouwei was really a little deer bumping in her heart, a feeling that she had never felt before took root in her heart.

You Qi looked at Lin Hui with even more reproach, "This man is so rude! Unexpectedly, unexpectedly..."

Everyone was waiting for Yu Youwei to announce that the poetry meeting had come to a successful conclusion.

A voice came in: "I don't agree."

Chapter 193

As soon as this word comes out.

The scene was suddenly silent.

Everyone looked at the person who said this.

This person is none other than He Wenyuan, who just made "Timing Beauty".

He Wenyuan felt very uncomfortable at this time, the painstaking work that had racked his brains for ten days was defeated by an unknown pawn.

Especially looking at the excited expression of "embracing the beautiful woman" blooming on the face of Lin Hui, who didn't even have full hair, it was like slapping him a few times and then kicking him a few times.

In fact, He Wenyuan misunderstood Hui. Although Hui was smiling, it was not because of Yu Youwei, but because of the thousand gold.

From Huiyi's female point of view: Although the young fish and weed are beautiful, but no matter how beautiful a beauty is, what's the use if you can't eat it?It's not as good as the steamed buns on the street.

After He Wenyuan finished speaking, he also regretted it.

Because the poetry is not comparable, it may be bad luck, or it may be lack of talent. Everyone understands and accepts these. After all, a man is a man, no one is a saint, and a momentary win or loss means nothing.

However, if you forcibly refuse to admit it after losing, this will rise to the level of a person's self-cultivation and character. This is the foundation of a person's standing in society. turned over.

Some people waited to see He Wenyuan's joke.

Of course, there were also people who stepped down the steps for He Wenyuan: "Brother He, once the best song of the ages is played, you are not wronged. I apologize to Brother Lin. Forget it!"

"That's right! Brother Lin doesn't look like the kind of person who can't be unreasonable and unforgiving. Everyone just drank and drank, so why bother to fight each other!"

In fact, as long as He Wenyuan goes down this step, nothing will happen, he is still the talented He Dazhi.

However, just bowing his head like this also means that he has lost the best chance to make the young fish Wei fall in love with him, which is equivalent to giving up the young fish to the little boy with no hair yet.

He can't do it!

Just like what Lin Hui said in his poem: Alluring cities and alluring countries, beautiful women are hard to come by again.

Other things can be given up, but for a beauty like Yuyouwei, no!

Therefore, He Wenyuan made up his mind: Today, he either dies and has no life, or he dies and lives later!

"I'm not dissatisfied with Brother Lin's masterpiece, but I feel that since it's a poetry festival, it's too hasty to decide the outcome in one round. At least two out of three rounds must be won!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone at the scene was also arguing.

Some people think that once the eternal masterpiece comes out, winning two out of three games is purely superfluous.

Some people also think that there is indeed a lot of luck involved in determining the outcome of one game, and more than two games, what if there is another well-known masterpiece!

For a while, the scene was noisy, everyone had their own reasons, and no one could convince anyone.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, He Wenyuan took advantage of the victory to pursue and said to Hui who was frowning: "Brother Lin, let's compete in another round. As long as you win this round, I will be convinced."

The scene fell silent, and everyone looked at Lin Hui, waiting for Lin Hui's reply.