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Chapter 16 Idiot writes poetry!

Old Mrs. Wen looked at Xie Xunfeng and said, "Xie Zhizi, if you just want to participate in the garden party, I will let you in. Your bet with Yuan Yao is too late to regret it now."

Xie Xunfeng smiled slightly, raised his hands and said to Old Mrs. Wen, "Old Mrs. Wen, even if there is no competition today, I am still here for this lucky draw!"

Xie Xunfeng had just finished speaking.

The whole audience roared with laughter.

Old Mrs. Wen had a trace of expectation in his heart, because just now, his son-in-law Cai Shoucai secretly told him.

This Xie Xunfeng was not as stupid as everyone saw.

I still have great trust in Cai Shoucai, my son-in-law, and Mrs. Wen.

Therefore, he was also prepared to treat him with courtesy.

Old Mrs. Wen smiled and said, "In this case, the result of this competition is to see who can get the prize! Whoever wins, what do you think?"

Xie Xunfeng agreed with a smile.

Yuan Yao is naturally full of confidence.

Old Mrs. Wen smiled and said, "Then everyone, please follow me in."

Mo Xiaonian, who was following behind, said to Old Madam Wen, "Old Madam Wen, can't we use that strange man?"

Old Mrs. Wen glanced at Xie Xunfeng behind him and said meaningfully, "Maybe that strange man has arrived..."

Mo Xiaonian glanced at Xie Xunfeng, and then said with disdain, "Although I'm not from Daxia, I know that he is just a fool! Old lady Wen, I'm afraid you have bad eyesight."

Old Mrs. Wen smiled and said nothing.

...

Xiao Nalan followed closely and said to Xiao Yiran who was standing aside, "Xiao Yiran, if you know better, get out of here! If you dare to step into the Wen family, get ready to parade around. You don't really think this

You fool, you must be an honored guest invited by Grand Duke Wen. It’s true that those who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to fools are stupid!”

After saying that, Xiao Nalan followed her into Wen's House. After all, she had already thought about what they would look like when they paraded down the street.

...

Xie Xunfeng looked at Xiao Yiran and said, "Are you afraid?"

Xiao Yiran shook his head with certainty and said, "I'm not afraid. As long as I'm with you, even if it means going on a parade, I'm willing."

When Xie Xunfeng saw Xiao Yiran say this, he pinched his nose with a doting look on his face and said, "If you want to parade, I can only parade you with a float on the day of our wedding!"

Xiao Yiran's face turned red after listening to Xie Xunfeng's words.

The two of them held hands and walked in without saying a word.

Guan Chong followed behind him, chasing after him with a grimace and saying, "Brother, you have forgotten me!"

...

After entering the Wenzhai, we passed through a long corridor with winding paths.

Then I saw a huge yard.

The garden is full of spring, and the fresh air is really refreshing.

After entering the garden, Old Man Wen said, "Since Xie Zhizi has come with a gilded invitation, and he said that he is the distinguished guest invited by me, then I have not broken the promise! So, since the distinguished guest has arrived, I will announce the garden party."

It officially begins!"

Everyone laughed at first, and then applauded.

Because everyone knew very well, how could Xie Xunfeng be the mysterious literary saint who defeated Mo Xiaonian?

Mrs. Wen continued, "This year, like previous years, there are many trees in the garden, with various topics on them. You can compose poems based on the topics, and then put them into bamboo tubes and hang them in the bamboo garden behind.

Among them. My friend Mo Xiaonian and I will have a poetry tasting together and taste it together! We will evaluate the best work together, and the first place this year will get a luminous pearl from the East China Sea!"

After Mrs. Wen finished speaking, she made a gesture of invitation.

Ever since, everyone started to enjoy the garden in the garden.

If it weren't for Xie Xunfeng's appearance.

This garden tour was actually quite boring.

It is almost the same. The children of various aristocratic families brag about and pursue the princesses when the royal family comes to attend.

As for getting the lottery jackpot from the garden party, they don't care.

After all, they don't like to recite poems and write poems.

This year, they are no exception.

A group of people gathered around Xiao Nalan and Yuan Yao.

"Princess, look at it, how can that stupid couple still have the nerve to read those questions? Can that fool understand?"

"Yes, they don't even look at it. Mr. Yuan is participating this year. Princess, do you want me to instruct my servants to get the car for the prisoner?"

Xiao Nalan smiled and said, "Chen Yuanyuan, I hope you understand me. Then hurry up... and hang some banners on the car that curse them."

"Princess, brother, if you rely on your strength, you must be determined to win. However, don't you think it's very strange? That *** Xiao Yiran is very cunning... Their invitation is indeed real! Want to

To say they picked it up is too far-fetched. Do you think Xiao Yiran, that ***, really knew that strange man yesterday, and then asked him for a poem, hoping to show off his talents here." Yuan Huizhong

With a pig-headed face, he reminded.

After Xiao Nalan heard this, he frowned slightly, pointed at Yuan Hui and said, "Yuan Hui, you reminded me well. Xiao is still that ***. Even my mother said that he was very scheming. If she knew that she would lose, she would have

He ran away. Hurry up and send some people to follow you and see what poems that fool can write!"

Everyone nodded.

...

Xie Xunfeng didn't focus on them at all at this time, but he and Xiao were still enjoying the moment.

Xiao Yiran followed Xie Xunfeng and said that the reason why she wanted to attend this garden party so much was because she heard that the Wen Family Garden was designed by Mrs. Wen himself and had spiritual energy. A walk here could change one's fortune.

She has always thought that she was so unlucky because of bad luck.

Xie Xunfeng did not expose her, but followed her and said, "After this garden party, you can completely change your luck."

Xiao Yiran nodded heavily, convinced of this.

Xie Xunfeng walked until he reached a tree and stopped.

The title above is "Showing Love"

Xie Xunfeng said to Xiao Yiran, "I will compose a poem with the title and give it to you."

"Are you really good at composing poetry?" Xiao Yiran said with some surprise.

Xie Xunfeng smiled and walked to the desk beside him, picked up the pen and started writing.

Little did he know that all the poems he wrote were memorized by people hiding in the dark.

A young man from an aristocratic family trotted all the way to the eldest princess and shouted, "That fool has composed a poem! And he made a good poem!"

Yuan Yao asked curiously, "Oh? What poem did you write?"

The family member shook his head and started to memorize "Guan Guan Pheasant Dove, in Hezhizhou..."

The more Yuan Yao listened, the uglier his face became, and he murmured, "Impossible...impossible...how could that idiot write such a poem!"

Xiao Nalan said with a sinister face, "It seems that your brother is right. That Xiao Yiran really knows that strange man! Mr. Yuan, do you think it can beat this poem?"

Yuan Yao shook his head in embarrassment and said, "This poem has neat dialogues, tactful and beautiful words, and profound meaning. It uses objects to describe people, which is something I, Yuan, cannot do!"


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