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Qin Lang was shocked by Xiao Cheng's words.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Old Fairy Cheng¡¯s brain has been hit stupidly by snowflakes? You didn't even check to see if you have the poetry gene in your family, but you still want Xiao Cheng to write poetry?
It would be faster for Xiao Cheng, a rude man, to kill people! Compose poetry? Even if the sea is dry and the stone is rotten, this kid can't even hum a word!
Qin Qiong and Mrs. Qin also looked at each other with a hint of amusement on their faces.
"Why does Uncle Cheng insist on you writing poetry? What stimulated him?"
"It's not like those literati are so idle that they insist on having some kind of poetry meeting!" Xiao Cheng looked dissatisfied: "My father is the same. He is obviously a martial artist. He doesn't even know a few Chinese characters, but he insists on asking me to compose poems. !Isn¡¯t this embarrassing?¡±
"I was going to go today" Xiao Cheng spoke quickly and almost came out to ask about Yan Lu's affairs. He glanced at Qin Qiong and his wife who were looking at him, and he swallowed the rest of his words: "Come and find out." Yours was forced by my father to watch the snow scene for a whole day!"
Qin Lang raised his eyebrows, glanced at Xiao Cheng who felt a little guilty, and understood that this boy must go to see Zi Sang today, but it was not easy to talk about this kind of thing in front of the elders, so he temporarily changed the subject.
"If you hadn't sent someone to my house to deliver food, I wouldn't have been able to come out!" Xiao Cheng had a bitter look on his face, but his speed didn't slow down at all. There was still satisfaction in his eyes, and his expression looked weird. .
¡°I¡¯ve already thought about it, when will you finish the poem for my brother and when will he come home!¡± Xiao Cheng looked like a rogue: ¡°If you don¡¯t do it well, I will stay at your house and never leave!¡±
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Mrs. Qin and Xia Wan and Liu Yue couldn't help laughing, covering their mouths and turning their heads to suppress their laughter.
Even Qin Qiong is smiling and admires the shamelessness of the old Cheng family!
"Then you stay here. As for poetry, let me think about it." Qin Lang sighed helplessly. Can he still write poetry at his current level? Xiao Cheng really looked up to him!
The poems I gave to Li Erlaocheng and the others were all memorized by my nerdy comrades after hearing them recited by them all the time, and they were basically all in his inventory.
??????????????????????? Since it is a poetry gathering in winter, it must be related to Yong Mei.
He knows how to goose and goose, how to hoe at noon, how to sleep in the spring without waking up, and how to rain during the Qingming Festival, but none of them are suitable for the occasion. You can't just use these to make up the numbers, right?
Thinking of this, his body suddenly stiffened, and he suddenly remembered that Lao Cheng had said before that he would take him to the poetry meeting, and he couldn't help but rub his temples with a headache.
At this rate, not only do you have to write a poem for Xiao Cheng, but you also have to prepare some for yourself, otherwise it will be embarrassing when the time comes!
"When will the poetry meeting start?" Qin Lang asked Xiao Cheng as he took a sip from his wine glass.
There are snowstorms to deal with these days. If the poetry meeting is held in these days, I am afraid that I will not have time to go to the poetry meeting.
He didn¡¯t believe that Lao Cheng dared to go to the palace to find Li Er and ask him to put down his business and attend the poetry meeting!
Although Lao Cheng could do such an outrageous thing, he believed that Li Er was definitely a reliable emperor! I won't agree to such a thing as Lao Cheng!
"I don't know either." Xiao Cheng was enjoying the meal and was also greedy when he saw Qin Lang drinking. He picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp: "I have never participated. Who knows why my father is so crazy that he insists on participating this year? Poetry party!¡±
"The date of the Poetry Fair is uncertain, but usually the plum blossoms bloom after the first snow, and the literati and great scholars begin to prepare. There are many great scholars who can go to the Poetry Fair, and those literati are also famous." Mrs. Qin suddenly He said with a smile.
Although she has never been there as a woman, and her husband is a martial artist who does not know the elegant things of reciting poems and writing lyrics, but she has given many handkerchiefs to the wives of great Confucian scholars, and she has heard them talk about them a lot, so she has some understanding.
Qin Lang nodded. Since the plum blossoms are in full bloom after the first snow, that day is not far away. Maybe he can really escape. As for the poetry meeting tasks issued by the system, go to his grandma!
Rather than being embarrassed, he would rather not do this task. Anyway, the system didn¡¯t say there would be any punishment for failing to complete the task!
"I have to go to the palace every day to do things these days. Let's talk about the poetry meeting when I'm done." Thinking of this, Qin Lang felt much more at ease: "But let's talk about it first. I'm not very good at writing poems. You Don¡¯t get your hopes up.¡±
"Don't be so modest!" Xiao Cheng chuckled: "The old man framed the poem you wrote for my father and hung it in the study. I read it every day!"
As he said this, Xiao Cheng suddenly stared straight-eyed: "It can't be my dad.After looking at the poem you wrote, you came up with the idea of ??asking me to write a poem, right? "
He thought carefully in his mind that his father had never asked him about knowledge before. Ever since he invited his father to teach his master, he was so angry that he didn't seem to force him to read!
It has been many years, and the old man has never asked him to compose poetry. As for the poetry meeting, it is nothing like theirs.
It seems that my father came home one day and took a piece of torn paper. He carefully framed it and then started talking about the poetry meeting. I don¡¯t know when I started talking about it and started asking him about his homework, and then today I had a drink in the snow!
The more he thought about it, the more bitter his face became. Xiao Cheng lay weakly on the table and wailed: "Oh my brother, you have tricked me to death!"
He doesn¡¯t dare to blame his father, and he can¡¯t blame his brothers! I can only blame God for not knowing how to let him go? Xiao Cheng looked up to the sky and sighed, wanting to cry but without tears!
"No way?" Qin Lang almost choked and looked at Xiao Cheng in disbelief: "Because of the poem I wrote, your father forced you to write poetry?"
Thinking about it carefully, Lao Cheng can indeed do such a thing!
He couldn't help but look at Xiao Cheng with sympathy, poured him a lot of delicious food and put it into his bowl: "I'm sorry, brother, I really didn't mean to trick you. Eat more tonic. I haven't seen you these days, and you seem to be Lost a lot of weight!¡±
Fortunately, my adoptive father never forced me to study. According to my age, I should still be studying. My adoptive father never said anything about letting me go to school. Is it because I have a fairy master?
The more Qin Lang thinks about it, the better he feels! Fortunately, I boasted a lot and got a fairy thigh! Otherwise, I¡¯m afraid I won¡¯t be able to escape from studying!
"Really?" Xiao Cheng pinched his face, subconsciously ignoring the flesh that A Niang had made up after returning from Guannai Road, and solemnly nodded: "Alang still cares about me, he has indeed lost weight!"
"Then I'll eat more. In a moment, you can get me a portion of this pot and these dishes I haven't seen before, and send someone to my house so that my parents and brothers can have a taste." Xiao Cheng He explained while putting vegetables into his mouth.
"Sure! This is all a trivial matter." Qin Lang agreed without thinking: "When the time comes, I will let someone explain that this is your special filial piety to your father. I hope your father can take it for the sake of your filial piety. You¡¯re a horse.¡±
"Hehe! Sure enough, we are brothers!" Xiao Cheng immediately smiled brightly and no longer looked as decadent as before: "This meat is too little, it is not enough to stuff between the teeth. Let the kitchen get more, we brothers will not come home until we are drunk today! "
Qin Lang knew Xiao Cheng¡¯s appetite and asked the kitchen to get more beef and mutton so that this guy wouldn¡¯t have enough to eat. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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