The Great Desolation: At the beginning of the game, the sacrificial interpretation of the teaching i

In order to save face, General He Yiwu entangled Wu Geng, "Every time Master Wu utters good words, since there is already a second line, why don't you spit it out quickly? Squeeze, everyone will think you are a hypocrite !"

"Hehe, okay, let me say! My next "June [-]" couplet is: If you don't answer, I will borrow some southeast from you!" Wu Geng laughed, and it was indeed very similar to Yuan Shuting.

Shangguan Yulou city lord directly judged, "Wu Zhuangzhu's couplet and Yuan's little girl have their own advantages and disadvantages. They can be said to match, or they can't be said to be right. It will be perfect if you can match the two words. Therefore, I declare that the Yuan family and Xingyun Villa will each get [-] points for this question."

Wu Geng didn't lose at all, and he also felt that he was not right.

On the Yuan family's side, Patriarch Yuan Hong immediately cheered up, and said to Yuan Shuting, "Shu Ting is doing well, next time I will do what I did just now, work hard to get more points, you know?"

"Yeah!" Yuan Shuting was as happy as a bird, while Yuan Shuyi beside her was extremely lonely.

"The eighth question, the first couplet: from the upper part of the character, the lower part of the Jia character, the lower part of the Tian character, and the upper and lower part of the Shen character."

This question was simple and interesting, and Yuan Shuting, who had a quick mind, immediately snatched the qualification to answer first, "General He, I am right: the upper and lower characters are in the beginning, the spoken words are not in the beginning, and the middle and lower characters are in the beginning!"

"Oh! Not bad, not bad, as expected of the young talented girl of the Yuan family!" General He Yiwu hurriedly seized the opportunity to praise Yuan Shuting. He had just lost face by being named by the Lord Shangguan, but he had to find a place to make up for it. Shu Ting's second line is indeed worthy of praise!

While everyone admired Yuan Shuting, they called out to Wu Geng again. Wu Geng said with a smile, "This couplet is very good, so I don't care about the Literary Federation. There is a joke couplet here, and everyone will take it as a joke if you say it." Fun ha!"

Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked forward to it. The Lord Shangguan, the Louzhu Song, the Yuan Family, and the Ma Family all showed curious expressions, and the Bean Sprouts that came together were even more eagerly looking forward to it.

Wu Geng said with a smile, "Let's say Patriarch Yuan sleeps with Mrs. Yuan under a quilt. Patriarch Yuan pulls, and Mrs. Yuan stands out. Mrs. Yuan pulls, and Patriarch Yuan stands out. Both of them pull out, and neither pulls out."

"Hahaha, this is the funniest joke I've heard in the past six months. How did you come up with it, Master Wu? Hahaha..."

"I'm about to cry from laughter..."

"Master Wu dares to tease Patriarch Yuan, what a joke!"

General He Yiwu also laughed, and teased Patriarch Yuan Hong, "I didn't expect Patriarch Yuan to move a lot while sleeping, hahaha!"

"Eh~" Patriarch Yuan Hong was inexplicably teased by Wu Geng, his old face flushed with anger, but he couldn't get angry at this moment when everyone was laughing, he had a knife in his heart, and he wished to cut off Wu Geng's penis, This kid is really disgusting!

There are not many such opportunities, and the owner Song of Jufu Building also took the opportunity to tease, "The story of Master Yuan's sleeping described by Master Wu is really very graphic, and it is very imaginative!"

Lord Shangguan laughed and said, "I just don't know whether Patriarch Yuan is pulling along or backwards? Hahaha..."

Even Wu Geng himself was amused by this remark, thinking that Lord Shangguan was implying Patriarch Yuan Hong69?puff……

Ma Baoguo, who was injured on the side, also took the opportunity to tease, "Patriarch Yuan is really..."

"Shut up! Your defeated general has the face to speak?" Yuan Hong said angrily.

"Yuan Hong, you...a man...cough cough cough..."

General He Yiwu hurriedly suppressed the atmosphere of the scene and said, "Alright, alright, the girl from the Yuan family wins this match, and the Yuan family will score another ten points."

Hearing the score, Yuan Hong suddenly swept away the gloom and became happy.

General He Yiwu continued, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the ninth question is related to the Mid-Autumn Festival. Listen carefully, everyone. The first couplet is: The moon is bright, and the moon is bright in August!"

Wu Geng got interested, and immediately received, "The mountains are beautiful, and Wushan is very beautiful."

Outside of Binjiang City, there happened to be a continuous mountain called Chaowu Mountain, Wu Geng called it Wushan, and there was nothing wrong with it...

Yuan Shuting also thought about it, but compared with Wu Geng's, the artistic conception and the echo with the Shanglian were much worse, she pouted angrily and stomped her feet!

The others were already immersed in enjoying the literary talents of Wu Geng and Yuan Shuting, and no one came out to fight against them. After Ma Shenwang of the Ma family was forked out, none of the other young children could think of it.

There is no doubt that Wu Geng will score another ten points.

Finally, the tenth question is ushered in, which is also the final question.

"Listen well, the first couplet is: In the garden, the fragrance of peach blossoms, lotus blossoms, sweet-scented osmanthus, flowers and flowers!" General He Yiwu said.

Hearing this, the children of the Ma family who had been silent for a long time immediately seized the opportunity, "I'll do it right, on the street, pig poop stinks, dog poop stinks, chicken poop stinks, poop stinks poop stinks poop poop!"

Everyone burst into laughter instantly, even Ma Baoguo, the head of the Ma family, laughed, but the head of the Yuan Hong sneered, thinking that this is the right thing?

Nothing!

Sure enough, General He Yiwu said with a smile, "Coupling couplets is an elegant thing, you should have a lot of fun with the couplets, it's not counted!"

Yuan Shuting from the Yuan family received, "In the pond, crucian carp is happy, carp is happy, silver carp is happy, fish is happy, fish is happy, fish is happy!"

"That's right, what a picture of fish playing in a pond!" General He praised.

Wu Geng also expressed his enthusiasm, "In the world, relatives are happy 5.2, friends are happy, others are happy, everyone is happy, everyone is happy!"

The confrontation is neat, and it has been upgraded from the concrete objects in the first couplet to the abstract things in the second couplet. It can be said that the realm is deeper than others.

Lord Shangguan laughed and said, "What a happy person! This couplet just coincides with today's Mid-Autumn Festival. If we get together happily, it's just a joy for everyone. Everyone, who should score this question?"

Although the Yuan family's grades are also very good, the face of the head of the Yuan Hong family has become extremely dignified.

Originally, he thought that he could win the right to develop the gold mine by relying on his super strength, but it seems that he miscalculated at this time!

All the enemies he planned before fell down one by one, including Ma Baoguo, the head of the Ma family who was still on the field.

Chapter 242

Patriarch Yuan Hong never thought that Wu Geng would come out halfway, and this Wu Geng also injured Yuan Hong's son Yuan Xiongfei. Yuan Hong really wanted to eat Wu Geng right away, the kind who didn't even vomit his bones .

Wu Geng has won the first place in two major events and one minor event in a row. The top spot in the entire Mid-Autumn Festival is almost ready, and the next poetry competition is actually meaningless.

Because even if Patriarch Yuan Hong won the poetry competition, he was only first in two minor items, but Wu Geng was first in two major items. The result of this Mid-Autumn festival is already very clear.

But even so, Patriarch Yuan Hong didn't want to stop here!He has to work hard to prove that if it wasn't for Wu Geng's sudden appearance, this year's top spot must be him, Yuan Hong.

General He Yiwu shouted, "Next is today's theme poetry meeting. Please write a poem with the Mid-Autumn Festival as the theme. The angle is not limited, and the title is your own. In addition to the final score that will be included in the total score, this item is also a separate item. Prizes will be awarded to the top five!"

"Okay, let's start now, the time is half an hour. When it's over, hand in all 15 of your poems, and you won't wait when it's overdue!"

When everyone heard the words, they began to think.

Because the last item of each Mid-Autumn festival is a poem praising the Mid-Autumn Festival, people have experience, and most of them have already thought up poems and essays. As soon as General He said it, they immediately began to write.

Those who didn't sign up crowded around those who signed up as spectators to see what wonderful content they were writing.

"Students of the Ma family, please write a poem by hand and give it to me. I will select the best one for the competition!" Ma Baoguo, head of the Ma family, ordered.

Although it is impossible for the Ma family to compete for the top spot, Ma Baoguo doesn't want to lose too badly. He can move as much as he can, and there are rewards for poetry as a separate item!

"Shu Yi, Shu Ting, the two of you must do your best to write the best Mid-Autumn Festival masterpiece. The others must also go all out, write a song by hand, write it quickly, and give it to me for review. Our Yuan family wants Present the best poetic style!" Yuan Hong Patriarch ordered.

"Yes!"

The Yuan family was united and vowed to compete with Wu Geng.

People from other second- and third-rate families also worked hard to write, think hard, and take it seriously. It is a very honorable thing to be famous in the poetry society!

On the contrary, Wu Geng was hesitant to write, and dragged his chin with his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

Bean Sprouts on the side became a little anxious, "Wu Geng, hurry up and write! Don't lose the chain at this time, okay? Are you sleepy? Let me tell you, if you don't get the top spot in the Mid-Autumn Festival today, I'm really sorry." It will break your leg!"

"Sister Bean Sprout, I said, don't rush me, okay? Writing a poem requires conception. How can someone say something immediately? Do you think I'm a god?" Wu Geng said angrily.

In fact, it was not that Wu Geng refused to write, but that there were too many poems about Mid-Autumn Festival in his mind, and he didn't know which one to write for a while, so he was in a dilemma.

The landlord Song of Jufulou didn't know when he squeezed into Wu Geng's side, but he didn't urge Wu Geng, but stood quietly behind him and waited.

He knew Wu Geng's literary talent, so he was naturally not worried at all!

As time passed by, many people had successfully completed their poems, and the Yuan family and the Ma family were busy selecting the best one.

But Wu Geng still didn't start writing.

Bean sprouts did not know how many times they had been urged, but Wu Geng remained motionless.Even the host Song, who has always been relatively calm, couldn't help becoming a little irritable.

Everyone's poems were handed in one after another.

Yuan's and Ma's also handed in.

Everyone who signed up has handed in, only Wu Geng has not yet handed in.

In the last 5 minutes, the hourglass was almost running out, and Wu Geng hadn't written yet, so everyone crowded over and surrounded Wu Geng.

"What's the matter with Wu Geng? Is it because he has run out of ideas?"

"I'm still waiting to see Wu Geng become a blockbuster again, why did this guy lose the chain at a critical moment!"

"The hourglass is almost running out, and Wu Geng hasn't written it yet, so I'm afraid it's too late!"

"With Wu Geng's talent for antithetical couplets shown before, wouldn't he be unable to write a single poem? What is he waiting for?"

"Wait to die, what else are you waiting for?"

The city lord of Shangguan Yulou on the high platform also showed a very puzzled look. Reasonably, with Wu Geng's talent, he should be the first to submit a poem. What happened to him?

General He Yiwu reminded, "Master Wu, the hourglass is about to run out, you need to hurry up!"

"It will be ready soon!" Wu Geng replied, with a wave of his sleeve, all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone appeared on the table, he picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, and began to write quickly.

In just a dozen or so breaths, Wu Geng has successfully written the entire poem, and the rice paper has been rolled up with his fingers up and down, and there is still more than enough time for the hourglass to run out.

General He Yiwu took over Wu Geng's poems and presented them all to Shangguan Yulou City Lord on the high platform.

The Lord Shangguan flipped through the poems one by one, and most of them were thrown aside after reading. He would read out good poems for everyone to listen to.

"Wang Fuhai's "Watching the Moon" is well written, please listen to it!"

Wang Fuhai is the son-in-law of the Wang family, a second-rate family. His birth name was Liu Fuhai. Because he married into the Wang family, he even changed his surname.His song "Watching the Moon" is full of nostalgia, presumably he misses his parents who are far away in his hometown in the north and south.

The Lord of Shang 627 could not help asking, "Liu Chunmao, why is this poem full of lamentations? Can you explain what kind of mood you have in writing it?"

This is exactly where everyone is wondering.

Liu Chunmao did not stand up, but an old man in his 50s stood up with a haggard face, "Back to the city master, the child is suffering from a serious disease, and his health is getting worse day by day, let alone the Mid-Autumn Festival next year. It's hard to hold on to the Chinese New Year..."

The old man was already in tears as he spoke, and a pale young man sat on the seat next to him, coughing and coughing with a handkerchief covering his mouth and nose, and seemed to be seriously ill.

"That's how it is! No wonder this poem is full of lamentations. It turns out that it is all about Young Master Liu's reluctance. Patriarch Liu, bring Young Master Chunmao to the City Lord's Mansion tomorrow. I have a lot of panaceas here to see if they can be used. Such a young talent, how can the Lord of this city let the disease haunt him?"

"Mr. Chunmao, life is infinitely beautiful. You shouldn't lament and be lonely. You should be full of fighting spirit. I once heard a poem by a strange man, and now I recite it to you. I hope it can help you!"

Everyone opened their eyes and watched curiously, and the Liu family father and son looked forward to it with grateful eyes.

Wu Geng was also very curious about what poems the Lord Shangguan would come up with. The Lord Shangguan cleared his throat and recited aloud.

Chapter 243 Don't be ashamed

Wu Geng was speechless. Didn't he give it to shopkeeper Hu of Jufulou in Qingyang City, and let him bring it to owner Song of Jufulou in Binjiang City?

That's right, it is Zhu Yuanzhang's "Ode to Bamboo"!

The Lord of Shangguan Yulou heard it from Murong Gang, the Lord of Qingyang City. At that time, Murong Gang, Shopkeeper Hu, and Wu Geng were discussing strategies against Ye Xiao. When Wu Geng wrote this poem, Murong Gang was also present. .

The landlord Song of Jufulou had a dark face, and cursed silently in his heart, "Well, you Shangguan Yulou, you are pretending to be forced here with poems and essays given to me by others. You really have your old boy, how shameless you are?"

When everyone heard this little poem, they couldn't help secretly admiring the power of the person who wrote it.

Liu Chunmao trembled even more, he didn't expect a poem to have such power, yes, the snow weighed down the branches, even though they were low, they didn't get mud.Isn't the situation in front of you like this?No matter how much the disease tortures me, I shouldn't bow my head and admit defeat!

"Chunmao...cough, cough, thank you, Shangguan...cough, the city lord gave me a poem of encouragement!" Liu Chunmao struggled to stand up and bowed to the city lord Shangguan to thank him, his eyes swept away the previous haze, and his hope for life was rekindled .

The Lord Shangguan continued to judge poems, during which time he read a few poems by others, and then it was the turn of a poem by the Ma Baoguo family.

"The Ma family's "Moon to Mid-Autumn Festival" is quite well written. It is quite in harmony with Mr. Liu Chunmao's "Mid-Autumn Moon". Now I want to share it with everyone!"

Indeed, the poem selected by the Ma Baoguo family has both descriptions and reasoning.The straightforward narration is elegant, and the good wishes are placed in the plain, easy to understand, back and forth, quite ingenious!

"Master Ma, I wonder who wrote the song "Moon to Mid-Autumn Festival" from your Ma family?" City Master Shangguan couldn't help asking.

Ma Baoguo stood up and said proudly, "This poem is written by my eldest granddaughter, Ma Yanru!"

Lord Shangguan was stunned for a moment, he thought this poem was written by a man, but he didn't expect it to be written by a girl, but then he thought about it, during the festive season, men probably focus more on drinking and having fun, and only women Let's pay more attention to the sweetness of reunion!

"Well, the Ma family has such a talented woman, even many young masters in Binjiang City can't match her!" The Lord Shangguan praised generously.

Ma Baoguo was full of joy when he heard the words, and hurriedly stood up with his granddaughter Ma Yanru to thank him.

Patriarch Yuan Hong was very upset when the Ma family became popular, but within a few people, all the poems and essays of the Yuan family and Yuan Shuyi were brought up by Shangguan City Master.

"Although this little poem is short, it is full of fun, and it expresses all the joy and escape of young men and women. Yuan Shuyi is indeed worthy of the title of talented woman!"

Yuan Shuyi hurriedly stood up to express her gratitude, "Thank you, Lord Shangguan, for your compliment!"

Lord Shangguan smiled and said, "Your eccentric sister is not much less talented than you. I wonder what she just wrote at the Mid-Autumn Poetry Fair?"

Patriarch Yuan Hong heard that City Master Shangguan was also interested in Yuan Shuting's poems, so he hurriedly sent Yuan Shuting's poems up.