"Huh?" This is not what Chen Zhisu would say.

"Right, right? This sister has said so. You don't dare, right? Isn't your top spot on the glamor list unworthy of the name?"

"Speaking of which, I have never seen Brother Situ write poetry. I have only heard a few short sentences you wrote before from others." Chen Pu also joined in the booing.

"Writing poetry focuses on the state of mind. My husband still has to make decisions based on his own emotions. Poems cannot be forced." Zhong Limin's words gave Situ Xi a way out. She was worried that he would be forced to do so unwillingly.

The influence of other people's words.

"Sister, you are worrying too much. With my brother-in-law's talent, I don't think he needs to think carefully at all when writing some poems and songs. He can write well even if he is in a bad mood, let alone dealing with a child." Zhong Limo was helpless to Situ Xi.

Feeling confident, he tugged on Situ Xi's clothes and said, "Brother-in-law, today is the Hua Dynasty. It is fitting that he should leave a poem, which will just open his eyes."

"Alas." Situ Xi could only sigh helplessly, "I know, you can come up with the question."

"Very good! As for the topic...there are no requirements, as long as it is related to flowers." The little boy tilted his head and thought for a while.

"Flowers?" Nodding, Situ Xi walked back and forth a few steps, thinking in his mind.

"Yes."

So fast? Except for Zhongli Xin, Qingyu and Zhonglimo, everyone else present was surprised. It took only four or five steps to complete the poem?

"The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple will compete with each other."

"There is no talent in poplar flowers and elm pods, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky."

"What a poem. I thought Brother Situ that you were only good at poetry and rhymes, but I didn't expect that your poetry was also outstanding." Chen Pu reacted the fastest and praised Situ Xi endlessly.

Chen Zhisu had read the quatrain written by Situ Xi for Sake Restaurant, and knew Situ Xi's strength before saying what he just said.

She was not very surprised by the quality of the poems, but she was secretly frightened when she saw the speed at which Situ Xi composed poems. The so-called quick thinking was nothing more than this.

"Where is the title of the poem? Where is the title of the poem? You promised that this poem was given to me, and you are not allowed to go back on it." After hearing this, the little boy was also full of excitement.

"Late Spring." Situ Xi replied.

"It's February 25th, spring is already late! How about it, Zhu'er, do you believe what I said now?"

An old voice came from nearby. An old man with a black hat and white hair stood behind everyone. Both Situ Xi and Zhong Lizin felt that the voice was quite familiar. They turned around and found that the old man was the one who had participated in Taoyuan before.

The old man I met by the Fenjiang River before the poetry meeting.

"The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple are blooming. This sentence is very suitable for the scene on the street today!"

"Grandpa, you're here." Zhuer stood up on tiptoes and handed the flower crown in his hand to Situ Xi's hand, then walked to the old man's side.

"When Wen Shizhi met little friend Situ, I stopped calling you the Nine Kings. I thought that maybe in this Chu country, people who call you little friend would be more easily remembered by you."

"The boy has never forgotten Mr. Sir. Thank you for reminding me during the last poetry meeting. Although the boy was embarrassed in the end, how did he know my name?"

"Wen Shizhi? I seem to have heard of it somewhere..." Zhong Limo rubbed his chin at the side, and then he suddenly said in shock: "Old Mr. Wen?!"

"Haha, you are Zhong Limei's second son, you look so much like your father." Wen Shizhi laughed loudly, and then turned back to answer Situ Xi's question, "My little friend, a word from the poetry meeting that day

The poem is quite astonishing. After reading it, I couldn’t help but want to meet this talented junior, but after seeing your portrait, I wasn’t so surprised..."

"But having said that, my granddaughter has caused trouble for my little friend. She has been clamoring to challenge you all day long. I happened to meet her in the flower market today. I couldn't stop her, so I had to let her do as she pleased."

"Granddaughter?" Zhong Limo's eyes widened.

"What's wrong! I just have a lower voice!" Wen Juer glared back at him.

"Old Prime Minister Wen... could he be the Prime Minister of the previous generation of the Chu Kingdom?" Chen Pu suddenly asked.

"It's all in the past. I'm getting old. As it is in late spring, time is running out!" Wen Shizhi said with a smile.

"Grandpa, don't talk nonsense!" Wen Meng'er held his hand and shook it.

"Huh? How do you know these things?" Situ Xi was a little confused. It seemed that even Zhong Lizin didn't know much about the old prime minister. How did he, a Li country person, know about it.

"Well, I also heard from my father...my father told me about the older generation."

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished talking yet!"

At this moment, Wen Meng'er suddenly interrupted everyone's communication. She let go of Mr. Wen's hand and walked to Situ Xi. Then she stood upright, put her hands together, bowed vigorously to Situ Xi, and then shouted loudly

road:

"Master! Please accept me as your disciple!"

Situ Xi was suddenly stunned. For a moment, the flower shop fell into a brief silence. The passers-by around him also cast their eyes over. Only Mr. Wen still had a faint smile on his face.

"Huh? Grandpa, isn't this what apprenticeship is like? It's written like this in the books."

Seeing that Situ Xi didn't respond, Wen Meng'er opened her closed eyes, looked around, and scratched her head in confusion.

"You want to worship me as your teacher?"

"yes."

"Why?"

"In order to be in line with you, grandpa told me some of your views on poetry before, and I want to understand more deeply."

"No, no, I'm not very knowledgeable and I can't teach you. Even if I want to write, Mr. Wen won't agree to it. Don't be impulsive." Situ Xi immediately rejected her request. His views on poetry were, to put it bluntly, just his humble opinions.

I am also a layman, how can I teach others.

"I think this is a good thing." Even the old man started to play along.

"I don't care, I have already decided. Even if you don't agree now, I will find a way to make you agree to me."

"Dear guests, excuse me for a moment. This is the young owner of this flower shop, called Lengqi. There are many people on the first floor and it is a bit crowded. Why don't you go upstairs to talk more? I have prepared drinks and soft seats for you upstairs.

, today is still long, and you can also have a view of the flower market from the second floor."

Just when Situ Xi was still in a mess for the sudden apprenticeship ceremony, a handsome young man in simple clothes walked up to their group with two scrolls. He invited everyone to go upstairs to rest, and his tone was extremely respectful.

.

"Sister..." Su Hejiu stood up and stretched out his hand to block Su Heluo.

"Miss Su, I don't mean you any harm." Leng Xiao smiled bitterly. He walked up to a guard in front of Situ Xi and respectfully presented the scroll in his hand.
Chapter completed!