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"Where...how can there be?" Li Qianrong panicked for no reason.

Han Xue was as shrewd as a raccoon: "Really?"

"Oh, why are you looking at me like that? Isn't it the first time I met Mr. Li, he used 'quiet like a delicate flower shining in the water, and action like a weak willow supporting the wind.' To describe me. At that time, I thought he It's Deng Tuzi!"

"Calmness is like a delicate flower shining in the water, and action is like a weak willow supporting the wind." Han Xue repeated quietly, her eyes slightly infatuated, "It's so beautiful."

Li Qianrong explained with a smile: "At that time, he only wrote half a poem, and today it is still half a poem, so we call him half a poem."

Han Xue's eyes lit up, but she wasn't excited because she knew the origin of "Half a Poem". She showed a sly smile like a fox, and rubbed Li Qianrong's fragrant shoulder:

"I figured it out. It turns out that my sister is Master Li!"

Li Qianrong's pretty face was burning hot: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm talking nonsense? If I talk nonsense, why is my sister blushing? If you like it, you will like it. There is no one else here. Although Master Li is a little ugly and a little older, he can write such beautiful poems to praise his sister. Me, I've already given up on him. Hee hee..."

Li Qianrong's heart was pounding, she didn't understand why she panicked when someone said she liked Mr. Li.That feeling is like missing that great Confucian gentleman a few months ago.

Li Qianrong suppressed the panic in her heart, and said with a serious face: "Xiaoxue, don't talk nonsense. I just admire Mr. Li. Mr. Li is a good man, and he is a good official. He will definitely do some practical things for the people in the future. So, sister I just want to help him as much as I can. Don't think about it!"

Li Qianrong's words touched Han Xue's heart, and she nodded in agreement: "That's right, I see that Mr. Li is an upright official. He will not be worse than Mr. Liu before."

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Outside the pavilion, everyone recovered from the shock. They were all unknown stars. Although they vaguely felt that half of Li's poems were better than those of Mr. Han Feng, but after all, Mr. Han's works, they Who can comment on Mr. Han's works?

The weather was very cold, and there was a sudden cold wind, and the petals on the ground felt cold when they were rolled up and fell on the face.

However, Han Feng felt inexplicably hot, and the frequency of shaking the folding fan gradually increased, but he still couldn't stop the frequent sweat on his forehead.

Li Quan looked around, smiled lightly, cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Han, is my work okay?"

"Ha...ha..." Han Feng's expression was stiff, "It's... okay, okay."

Mu Wanqing frowned slightly, thinking that Xianggong's poems were better, but this shameless guy simply said "it's okay"!

Mu Wanqing refused to accept it, and got up and asked directly: "Then Mr. Han, tell me, is Mr. Li's poems better or Mr. Han's previous poems are better?"

There is really no room for turning around in this question, and Han Feng feels very embarrassed.

In normal times, it is not impossible for Han Feng to admit that his poems are slightly inferior, so that he can still show his generosity.But today is different, with Qianrong's girl present, no matter what you say, you can't admit that you are not as good as the other party!

Han Feng's back was wet, and he laughed twice:

"Haha, Mr. Li's poem is only half a poem, not a complete poem, how can we compare it? Unless Mr. Li can fill in the second half of the masterpiece."

Everyone has not fully enjoyed listening to the first half of the shocking poem, so of course they want to know what the second half of the poem is.They echoed repeatedly:

"That's right, Master Li. Read the second half of the poem as well, let everyone enjoy it!"

Which woman doesn't want her husband to show off in front of the public, so she reminded in a low voice:

"Sanggong, let's make the second half of the head too. Look at that man's frightened appearance. Qing'er thinks he hates him to death."

Li Quan blushed, unable to express his suffering.

It's not that he doesn't want to write it, but that he only remembers this half of the poem at all. If you ask him to complete the poem, how can he have that ability?

"Lord Li? The second half of the poem..." Han Feng also urged.

The two women in the pavilion were tense for a while.

"It's too bad, miss C, look, he is really half a poem, I feel like he can't write the last two lines."

Li Qianrong's fingers were sweating secretly, and she secretly scolded that guy for being so stupid?The first half of the poem has been made, but the second half can be figured out no matter what?

Under the gaze of dozens of eager eyes, Li Quan suddenly shook his head and said:

"Hey, the q sentence is naturally formed, and it is a wonderful hand. Maybe this line of poetry is too delicate, and I really can't think of a line that matches it, so everyone is disappointed!"

After all, put on a regretful attitude.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, but after careful consideration, it seemed that what Master Li said was not unreasonable.That half of the poem is indeed beautiful, if you can't think of a suitable line to match it and forcefully complete it, it will be unbeautiful.Saying this made everyone admire Li Quan even more, and they clapped their hands and said:

"Thank you, Mr. Li, for your reminder. The students are too persistent."

Unexpectedly, being fooled by Li Quan like this made Han Feng feel a little depressed.

But this is also good, the other party can't write a complete poem, so naturally there is no need to judge which is better.

Han Feng saluted Li Quan eloquently and prepared to leave.Mu Wanqing suddenly stood up:

"I have a poem, I ask Mr. Han to comment on it."

Han Feng looked back, it turned out to be Master Li's handsome follower, he is not bad in martial arts, he can also compose poetry?

Han Feng didn't care: "Sir, please tell me."

With her head held high and her chest held high, Mu Wanqing calmly walked into the arena, her flowing turban fluttering in the wind, and the hem of her clothes fluttering in the wind, even if she stood still, she couldn't hide her handsome temperament.

The girls in the field went crazy, waving small handkerchiefs and shouting one after another: "Young master, look here, young master, look at me."

Han Xue in the pavilion also stood up excitedly, clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and looked longingly:

"Look, sister, my handsome young master is going to compose poetry! I didn't expect that he is not only good at martial arts, but also can compose poetry. He is really handsome and charming!"

Li Qianrong smiled wryly and shook her head: "Xiaoxue, you should be more reserved."

"Young Master Qiao is so handsome, how can he be so reserved?"

"I think he's just showing off."

Han Xue immediately retorted angrily: "Who said that? You must be able to write good poems."

As soon as the words fell, Mu Wanqing read leisurely in the audience:

"There are a few plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone, knowing that it's not snow, only the dark fragrance comes."

The sound stopped, the wind stopped, and even the stream flowing through the small courtyard seemed to have stopped.All kinds of plum blossoms in the garden seem to lose their color at this moment, and everyone is immersed in the wonderful poetry.There is no gorgeous decoration, no noble artistic conception.In just twenty words, it also describes an extremely simple scene.But no one thought that such a beautiful poem could be made under such a simple scenery!

It is catchy, easy to understand, and will be deeply imprinted in everyone's mind after listening to it only once.

When the girls who were not fascinated by Mu Wanqing's appearance heard this poem, they knew that the handsome young man was not just a superficial man, but also elegant and elegant, and his poems were outstanding, which was even better than the contemporary ones.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Wanqing was promoted from a lover to a male god in the hearts of all girls, and several girls fainted from excitement.