The Little King Next Door Chapter 24: Hello 1.24

Wang Sheng's mentality is ten thousand unwilling to write poetry. How can he, a modern man who has no love for ancient poetry and art, understand such arty things as poetry?

If it were a three-line love poem, even if it was in English, he could barely do it. I think when he was in college, he also participated in a three-line love poem creation competition! Although I didn't even get the encouragement award, it's important! exist! ginseng! and!

I used to think for many years that the Mandarin Duck Butterfly School was a certain ancient poetry school, Mao poetry refers to poems written by a certain leader, and Chu Ci refers to a certain dictionary. Wang Shengli said: I am a little square !

Write poetry?

Is it the kind of five-seven-character style that pays attention to flatness and rhythm, but also has profound and memorable ancient poems that appear repeatedly in primary and secondary school textbooks and even college textbooks?

Wang Shengli swallowed, his eyes turning into mosquito coils.

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What should I do? I'm still good! !

Isn't this kind of poetry supposed to exist only in distant legends? He had only heard of such a thing, but he never thought that he would still have the opportunity to experience it in person! !

"...Or, why don't we do it?" Wang Shengli asked weakly.

Master Fang has enthusiastically instructed his servants to go to the study to get paper, ink, pen and inkstone. Wang Shengli's voice was low, and he couldn't hear what he said clearly, so he asked: "My cousin just talked to me? Yes? Isn't there a problem? If there is a problem, just say, don't be polite, today is your home court!"

Wang Shengli saw the light in Master Fang's narrowed eyes, and silently swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Today is his home ground! How can you show weakness in front of a rival? !

He shook his head forcefully and calmly, "It's okay! I don't have any problems at all!" He turned his head again, and asked "Qu Nan" with anticipation: "Is there a problem with Mr. Qu? If there is a problem, we can change it. Let's make an appointment again!" Another day is far away!

Zheng Mian smiled confidently, "No problem. I can't wait to have a conversation with the young master."

Wang Shengli was so irritated by his "provocation" that his teeth hurt and his head was hot, "Then let's wait and see!"

The words were tough, but I was already panicking and didn't know what to do. He didn't want to show his cowardice in front of his rival, but he really lacked confidence.

After thinking about it, Wang Shengli's eyes lit up. This "Qu Nan" is not without weaknesses! He is a fake identity, as long as you poke into his heart, don't be afraid that he won't panic! As soon as the enemy panicked, he naturally won without a fight!

Wang Shengli made up his mind, made a concerned look to "Qu Nan", and asked, "I heard that the family is in business? What kind of business are you doing? How is the market going in?"

It's a good question to ask, and Mr. Fang's interest was instantly aroused, and he echoed: "In recent years, the weather has been rare, and the business at home must be very good, right?"

Zheng Mian is so focused on books on weekdays, how does he know what business matters? Besides, he wasn't really Qu Nan, and he was just ignorant about the Qu family's situation, and he didn't know the truth. He was prudent by nature and didn't dare to answer too much, he just said hesitantly: "It's just some ordinary livelihood, barely able to make up for the family."

Master Fang frowned slightly. His answer was a bit of a precaution, and he didn't even want to reveal what kind of business he did. Mr. Fang himself is a businessman. He has always believed that the most important thing for businessmen is to make contacts and make money. He will never avoid his own business in his conversations, unless it is the kind of shady business that will be avoided when others ask about it. not talk.

Matchmaker Zhang usually sees a person who looks at the face, and immediately knows that the situation is not good, and grinning and saying: "Go go! You people are really annoying, business all day long! What a happy time today, also It's worth talking about these things!" She pinched her nose, waving her handkerchief in front of her face a few times exaggeratedly: "Ouch! Full of copper stench! Smell, smell! Smell! Smell! !" Her pointed nails painted bright red brushed the tips of the three people's noses one after another, until they were so frightened that they backed away one by one before they retracted.

Master Fang had no choice but to say: "It's fine! Don't say it!"

Wang Shengli was unwilling to be reconciled, and he managed to seize the tail of a little opportunity, how could he easily let it go. Do you really want to do that Lao Shizi's poems honestly?

However, before he could speak, the matchmaker Zhang had already read some meaning from his expression, and the crackling words blocked all the words he had not yet said.

"Yo!" Matchmaker Zhang waved her handkerchief with her signature sharp call, as if her words would lose their validity without this call.

"What a handsome boy! If my matchmaker Zhang was 20 years younger, she would not let such a handsome boy go! Look at me, who is unbelievable, I would have given such a handsome boy to me before. Forget it! Seeing that I'm still young, my eyes are dim!"

While she was speaking, her red handkerchief with the smoky scent of inferior fat powder had already rushed onto Wang Shengli's face, making his nose and throat tickle.

He brushed off the handkerchief and smiled reluctantly: "Matchmaker Zhang really flattered me."

As if she had found a breakthrough point to solve the predicament, Zhang matchmaker kept asking Wang Shengli: "How old is this year? Is there a marriage match? If there is no marriage match, tell me, my matchmaker Zhang will definitely pay attention to you!"

Without waiting for Wang Shengli to speak, she turned to Master Fang and asked, "Which relative of Master Fang is this? I haven't seen him before! The birth is so good? Is there a school? How long will I live in the mansion?" Mouth, a sharp laughter slipped out from between the fingers and the handkerchief, "Master Fang should keep him live for a longer time! In this way, I can give him a good look and find a good girl who is as beautiful as flowers and jade! "

The matchmaker's mouth is so powerful that when she opens her mouth, no one else can even interrupt. That mouth, as if weaving a dense net, covered the sky and the earth, making people dizzy, and there was no room for escape.

Until the paper, ink, pen, and inkstone were all on the table, the matchmaker Zhang kept her mouth shut.

Master Fang and Wang Shengli looked at each other, and they saw the same relief in each other's eyes, and they all felt that they were finally alive.

Zheng Mian also breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, thanks to the presence of the matchmaker Zhang, he could easily keep silent without worrying about slipping words.

He glanced at the matchmaker Zhang gratefully, and the matchmaker Zhang winked at him proudly, while raising her high-pitched voice, "The two young masters rarely get together, this is really a great fate, You have to write a few poems well, and call me Zhang Matchmaker to open your eyes!"

How many poems?

Wang Shengli rolled his eyes in his heart. He said it simply, the feelings are not yours!

Wait!

Did you just say "write" poetry?

So not just writing, but writing? !

What to write?

His eyes slowly moved to the two long tables in the pavilion. On the tables were two sets of pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

It turned out to be written with a brush.

As if you're kidding me again!

Wang Shengli's expression was already cracked.

Zheng Mian looked at Wang Shengli's "focused" and "eager" gaze towards the table, and couldn't help being aroused by his desire to win, he brushed his sleeves, and couldn't wait to ask: "The pen and paper have been prepared, now the only thing missing is The topic is over. Shall we solve the problem or divide the rhyme?"

Excuse me, what the **** is a question? What is sub-rhyme?

Wang Shengli's eyes were blank, and his whole person was not well.

Don't bully me, a man who doesn't know how to write poetry, okay? I am also dignified!

I really have dignity! !