Chapter 2403: Mochi nostalgia

"Please be quiet, boys, otherwise, everyone will not hear you, Bingyun."
Inside the peony boat, the sound of ice clouds sounded.
The noisy sounds all around came suddenly, everyone closed their mouths.
Even if someone speaks, the voice is muted.
Seeing this, Chen Yang was somewhat surprised. It seems that this Bingyun should be an extremely famous Hua Kui. Many people came here in admiration.
And these people, even before Bingyun's face, have admired him.
It can be seen that this woman named Bingyun is playing these men in the applause and knows the psychology of men very well.
After the scene was quiet, Bingyun continued: "Still old rules, those who can pass three questions, can enter my boat, and enjoy the moon with me, and taste wine. Ichijo is the time limit, and I ask your sons and daughters to write poems. "
Wen Yan said that Chen Yang couldn't help smiling, and dared to love this Bingyun girl, but also a literature lover.
You know, Chong Wuxing respects martial arts, and few people study literature.
Unless a small number of people use literary knowledge, use pens as weapons, and draw and write as magical powers, such talents will be proficient in literature.
Most other people are just at the literacy stage.
"What, poetry?"
"Don't you know, Girl Bingyun, who likes piano, calligraphy, painting and calligraphy, would you pass her test if you wanted to see her?"
"It's really distressing. I'm prepared. I wrote dozens of poems before, but there are no poems about the moon."
"Looks like I have no chance this time."
Many people have begun to complain on the surrounding ships.
But more people are in deep contemplation, and most of them are well prepared. Among them are people who are proficient in literature, and some who bring masters.
Soon, someone made a verse and read it out in public.
It is not easy to write a poem in a fragrant incense. As for the quality of the poem, everyone will not go too far.
More than a dozen people recited the poems in succession, the quality was uneven, and most of them, Bingyun, responded, saying it was a pass.
The poems of only one or two of them were completely running accounts, which were unbearable and were rejected by Bingyun.
Those who pass the first pass are naturally complacent.
Those who haven't thought of the poems are scratching their heads and thinking hard.
The time of Ayaka's incense is coming.
Those who are clueless are blushing, anxious one by one.
"Brother Chen, don't you think about the verse, help me quickly?"
Mencius was thinking of pain, and he didn't have any clues. He was so anxious that he couldn't help holding Chen Yang's hand and asked.
But after pulling down Chen Yang's hand, she quickly drew back her hand, apparently realizing that men and women could not accept it.
Chen Yang looked at the bright moon in the sky, inexplicable, and suddenly missed his hometown, the blue planet.
A homesick poem came to his mind.
"Mr. Zhang Jiuling, misappropriate your verse, don't blame me."
A silent meditation, then Chen Yang whispered to Mencius's white ear, changed this poem called "Looking at the Moon and Nostalgia", changed a word, and told Mencius Bai.
After listening, Mencius brightened his eyes and read the poem towards the peony boat:
"Jiang Shang gave birth to the bright moon, and the end of the earth was at this time. The lover resented Yaoyao, but she fell in love.
The candle was full of pity, and the cloak felt luz. Unbearable gifts, but also a good dream. "
As soon as the poem came out, the audience was quiet.
Although most people do n’t understand the meaning, but the beauty of the poems is far beyond the poems of those just now, and they are not on the same level.
Immediately afterwards, a master brought by someone analyzed the poem.
After understanding the meaning of homesickness in the poem, the people's views on the poem immediately elevated to a higher level.
Compared with this poem, those poems just now are completely and unbearable.
Everyone's eyes turned to Mencius, with admiration, jealousy, envy, suspicion ...
After all, the poem was not made by Mencius in vain, and she was not as thick as Chen Yang's. She could not help but blushed and showed nervousness.
Fortunately, the light was not bright. Except for Chen Yang who was close at hand, no one else found her nervous.
Inside the peony boat, Bingyun's voice came: "However, in a time of incense, the son can make such a good work, but the genius is quite outstanding. I wonder if the son, Gao surname, can tell Bingyun."
Seeing that Mencius Bai was so nervous that he couldn't speak, Chen Yang grinned and went forward: "Girl Bingyun, my son is Mencius Bai."
"It turned out to be Meng Meng."
Inside the peony boat, Bingyun slightly fell in the direction of Mencius Bai.
Seeing this, everyone knows that Bingyun already looked at Mencius Bai.
Soon, Yi Xiang's time passed, plus Menzi Bai, a total of sixteen people passed the first level.
Just when everyone was looking forward to Bing Yun's second question.
Bingyun said: "Meng Gongzi's poems express my homesickness through Mingyue, which really touched me. Today's test examination ends here, and he also asked Meng Gongzi to enter the boat and talk to you about homesickness.
Hearing this, the people on the surrounding ships suddenly exploded.
"Girl Bingyun, according to the rules, shouldn't there be three questions? How can one question be decided?"
"I'm not far away, Bingyun Girl, you can't be so hasty."
"The other two questions, I must answer better than him, and also asked Bingyun, give me a chance."
"Girl Bingyun, I have poetry for you, hazy peony boat, sitting on the boat with beautiful women, if the beautiful woman is in arms, I can't help it ..."
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There was a loud noise around, Bingyun ignored.
Wait until the voice is getting quieter ~ EbookFREE.me ~ She said: "Don't talk about the artistic conception in Meng Gongzi's poems. The beautiful words alone are not comparable to you. Compare the three questions and the one question What's the difference? Whoever speaks well again doesn't blame me Bingyun for turning his face. "
At this point, although Bing Yun's tone was still and feminine, but she showed a strong force.
"Well, you dare to teach us when you come out and sell it. I want to see how much you are capable of. Today I really want to see you, Zhu Shan."
There was a arrogant voice on a large ship.
Immediately after, I saw a middle-aged man leaping from the ship and flying into the peony boat of Bingyun.
This middle-aged man is in the late state of the fake house, but among the people, it is very high.
He was aggressive, apparently trying to strengthen Bingyun.
At this moment, a figure appeared in the air, blocking the middle-aged man named Zhu Shan, chuckling, and said, "How can you compare the talents? Is this a competition?"