steal light

Shen Yuzhou didn't seem to react, it was only after Ye Donglan touched him that he reacted, and stood up suddenly, startling Miss Su beside her.

Shen Yuzhou was a little overwhelmed, he never thought that he would become a girl's next family, he didn't know how to ask questions for the girl.

It was Miss Su who smiled and said, "Junior Brother Shen, you don't have to be restrained, just ask questions as usual."

Shen Yuzhou nodded, "Miss Su is naturally beautiful, her face looks like a peach blossom, so let's use peach blossom as the topic."

Peach Blossom is a frequent guest in poetry, and it is not difficult for a woman like Miss Su who has read a lot of poetry and books. After a little thought, she slowly recited a poem,

The spring breeze passes by, peaches and plums bloom,

The son walked all over the incense path.

If you ask peaches and plums if they have ever known each other,

The son's old face is like a spring wish.

After the girl finished reading, she seemed a little shy. She glanced at Shen Yuzhou and quickly sat down. The people around seemed to have some meaning, and their gazes were circling between the two of them.

Pei Qian also laughed, "Huairou, don't tease your Junior Brother Shen, you know he has a thin skin."

Su Huairou stuck out her tongue delicately, causing everyone to laugh again, and Yu Wenzhe laughed with everyone without airs.

Ye Donglan patted Shen Yuzhou's shoulder with a smile, "My lord is so lucky."

Shen Yuzhou pursed her lips, not responding to Ye Donglan's teasing.

Pei Qian poured wine again, and the copper plate went down the river again. This time, he didn't travel very far, only stopping in front of Jiang Shu.

His next family is none other than Jiang Xuwan, a highly respected senior sister in the academy.

Jiang Shu drank the wine,

Seeing the situation, Pei Qian smiled and said, "It happens to be your brother and sister, let me see if Xu Wan can pass the exam for my brother."

Jiang Xuwan also laughed, "Why should I make things difficult for my brother."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Jiang Shu and showed her poetic eyes, "Since my brother is a general and has been fighting for a long time, let's use the army as a poetic eye."

Although Jiang Shu was a martial artist, he was raised in a big family at any rate, reciting poems and composing Fu was a no-brainer, and Jiang Xuwan deliberately released water, Jiang Shu barely thought, just read the poem,

Harmony and flute outside the Great Wall,

At the beginning of the night watchman, it was five o'clock.

On the battlefield, soldiers want bloody battles,

It's not as good as Yanran.

Jiang Shu is not very old, but he was born in a family of generals. He spent most of his time fighting in frontier fortresses, and he is very familiar with the marching life in frontier fortresses. Although the language of this poem is simple, it describes the marching life outside the fortress very straightforwardly, with a kind of grandeur feeling.

Jiang Shu's poems won applause from all the audience. Although they had never been on the battlefield, they were also infected by the heroism in Jiang Shu's poems. Pei Qian also gave a very high evaluation, "As expected of a general, he is good at fighting, even writing poems. Surprisingly."

Jiang Shu smiled, "Everyone's praise, Jiang has made a fool of himself."

Pei Qian poured wine and poured the copper plate down again. This time, unfortunately, it fell in front of Ye Donglan at the end. The eyes of the audience followed the copper plate and focused on Ye Donglan. They noticed that Yu Wenzhe also turned his gaze. Ye Donglan Lan pursed her lower lip, stood up and drank the wine in one gulp.

He sat at the end, and his next home happened to be Yu Wenzhe.

Yu Wenzhe stood up with a light smile, his light-colored robe made him look like a banished fairy, and a cool fairy air lingered around him.

He sized up Ye Donglan, fixed his eyes on his jade tablet, and then said with a smile, "The jade on Mr. Ye's waist is a rare thing, why not use jade as eyes for poetry."

Ye Donglan's men subconsciously touched the jade plaque on his waist, and he could clearly feel the bulge of the word "Ping An". He didn't expect Ah Zhe to forget it so thoroughly that he couldn't even remember his own jade plaque.

Ye Donglan lost his mind when he thought about it, and forgot that the main thing was to compose poetry. Pei Qian shouted from the side, "Donglan, but can't do it?"