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Chapter 17 Shi Zitong jumps into a river

Immediately, Xin Qiji's "Moon on the Xijiang River: Night Walk on the Yellow Sand Road" fell on the paper.

The bright moon leaves the branches startled by magpies, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night.

The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good harvest. Listen to the sound of frogs.

There are seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.

In the old days, by the woods of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream as I turned along the road.

"thump!"

As the chanter sang, Shi Zitong fell to the ground. With his attainments, he could certainly hear how great the Xijiang Moon was. What's even more terrible is that not only did it include magpies and chants, but also many others. The description of things. The most important thing is that it is almost written down.

And all of this is the result of his random assessment. If he got it right once, could he still get it again and again?

This can only explain one thing. This Shen Ao is indeed a master of poetry. He has made a mistake. But why he has never said it before, he must have hidden it too deeply. Thinking that he is actually betting with such a person, how can he Isn’t it because the old life is too long to hang yourself? Is it too long to live?

Shi Zitong was so shocked by Shen Ao's appearance that he fell to the ground on the spot. The expressions of the others were not much better. Shen Ao's performance had conquered everyone. Of course, the premise was that all this was not planned in advance.

If everything is planned, Shi Zitong is just a foil, and the ability shown by Shen Ao is nothing. After all, I found some poems with relevant poems written in large characters in advance, and after Shi Zitong's hard performance, This effect can be achieved.

With such a performance, some people will still be suspicious. You can imagine how deeply the name of that bastard little prince was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Fortunately, this "Shen Ao" is not the other Shen Ao, and he has a maturity and maturity that does not suit his age. His experience allowed him to see the suspicion in everyone's eyes, and he smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, anyone who doesn't believe it can come up with a question."

"Oh!" Luo Daizhao and Luo Qing's eyes lit up in the crowd. He was a little suspicious just now, but considering their identities, he didn't say anything. Now that he can ask the same questions as Shi Zitong, what are you waiting for? .You will know if you are really talented or just trying to show off your skills. "Snow."

Luo Qing spoke. Although there was only one word, it was early summer and no one would have thought of using this as the title.

"Is it snowing?" A confident smile appeared on the corner of Shen Ao's mouth, and then he started writing, and Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Snow" jumped out.

The birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and the traces of people in thousands of paths have been wiped out.

Boat PC World Weng, fishing alone trees and snow.

"Good poem, I admire it." The first one to be praised was Luo Qing. He came up with the title, and no one knew the truth of it better than him. Because of this, he recognized Shen Ao's academic talent. , lowered that noble head.

"I, too, should take the exam. It's summer now, so let's take spring as the title." Behind the curtain, the eldest princess's feminine voice came out, and everyone in the hall heard it was true. Quite.

When summer comes, spring is the theme. This turn of events was good, and many people had smiles on their faces. Then when I went to see Shen Ao, I was surprised to find that the pen was walking among the dragons, and the big characters were in full swing. However, it fell.

Shen Ao chose "Spring Dawn" by Mr. Meng Haoran.

I sleep in spring without waking up, and hear the singing of birds everywhere.

The night comes wind and rain, Whispering Colour.

"Okay, okay, enjoy." The eldest princess's voice was obviously filled with joy. Obviously, this time she also recognized Shen Ao's ability and superb level in poetry.

The eldest princess's voice was equivalent to the official recognition of Shen Ao's talent. Normally, at this time, it would be difficult for others to ask him to write poems. But from behind the white gauze curtain, a voice as sweet as an oriole came out - -love.

It was Bai Qiutong who was talking.

She was completely shocked by Shen Ao's performance. Because of this, she wanted to hear the other person's views on love. Perhaps this was what the daughter of the Huaichun girl wanted.

"Love!" Shen Ao opened his mouth and clicked. This time he did not write anything immediately, but walked away from the square table, stood beside the boat, and looked out at the Luoshui River. At this time, he stood with his hands on his back. , giving people a feeling of incomparable loneliness. When a ray of sunshine is shining on him, it gives people a sense of radiant and holy mystery.

At this moment, Shen Ao thought of Wei Qian'er's appearance in his mind, and thought of their acquaintance, their acquaintance, their falling in love, and their betrayal of love in the end. "Hey, it really taints the most beautiful word of love."

Shaking his head slightly and sighing softly, Shen Ao came back to his senses and said immediately, "I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink the water of the Yangtze River together. When will this water stop, why do I hate you so much? It’s time. I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love for you.”

There was no need for a chanter, but Shen Ao spoke out the popular poem "Divination Operator" by Li Zhiyi with great emotion, word for word. For a time, the whole poem boat echoed with Shen Ao's voice, which was both a little lonely and lonely. Beautiful sentences with strong personal feelings.

Just hearing its voice gives people the impression that the person who wrote the poem must have experienced the hardships of love, and is the kind that takes pains to remember. But when I look at Shen Ao, who is only fifteen years old, I really can't compare the poem with the People come together.

In fact, this poem is really written by Shen Ao, at least no one has heard it before. And if anyone writes such words, there is no possibility that others will be allowed to say it. After all, fame and fortune are in this world Who doesn’t love it?

After reciting the poem, Shen Ao shook his head slightly, as if he had let go of something in his heart. When he turned around, his eyes fell on Shi Zitong, who had just stood up and his face was red. It was time to solve this problem.

Shen Ao knew that enough was enough. He would not empty out everything in his stomach at once. He would stop as soon as he achieved his goal. When Shen Ao, who was not about to write a poem, set his sights on Shi Zitong, the latter was completely covered with blood. Zhen, and then asked involuntarily, "You...what do you want to do to someone?"

"What to do? Of course, I want to fulfill my promise. Please go down to the river. Don't worry, the water is not cold now. A bath will help you sober up." Shen Ao's eyes flashed with a sense of teasing, as if he was vicious. The big bad wolf saw the tender little white rabbit.

"No!" Looking at the Luoshui River behind him, although Shi Zitong also learned some water skills, if he really jumped down like this, he would lose his face completely. For a scholar, this is like losing half of it. A life is not an exaggeration.

"Huh?" Shen Ao's thick eyebrows seemed to be standing on end, and a burst of anger that could shock the soul burst out from his eyes. Although he has been born in two lifetimes, although he has the appearance of a fifteen-year-old, when it comes to his heart, Even an old man in his forties or fifties may not be invincible with his composure. Shen Ao, who has been the boss of tens of thousands of people, has no idea how many negotiating opponents he has competed with at the table without losing the slightest. He is just a pretentious person. He is just a scholar, so how can he be his opponent in terms of momentum.

Just his eyes widened, and pressure rushed to his face. Shi Zitong felt a murderous aura that seemed to have turned into reality. He had no doubt that if he didn't do what the other party said, he would probably die in the next moment. To endure something more cruel than jumping into a river.

Diving won't kill you, it just loses face. If you don't dive, you really don't know what will happen.

Having already made a decision in his heart, Shi Zitong was still thinking about making a last-ditch effort. When he looked at Shen Ao, who was much younger than him, he asked with a hint of timidity in his voice, "Little Duke, is this the son of Prince Xiang?" Staff, do you really want to force me to do this?"

"To jump or not to jump." Shen Ao acted as if he had never heard of it. Although Prince Xiang was a member of the royal family, the third prince, and his status was much higher than him, he was just one of the staff around him and was not as important as Shen Ao now. In proud eyes, in front of so many people, if Shi Zitong didn't jump into the river, wouldn't it be a slap in his face?

Based on the idea that if I don't go to hell, whoever loves me will be damned, Shen Ao took another step forward unmoved.

Seeing that Shen Ao seemed to be unable to wait any longer, Shi Zitong, who finally no longer hesitated or dared not gamble, finally turned around and then fell into the river with a splash and a huge splash of water.

"hiss!"

Among the people who saw this scene, there were gasps of cold air. They did not expect that Shi Zitong was really forced to jump into the river. Although they had said it before, Shi Zitong mentioned the name of King Xiang just now. You are a prince. You are so powerful, but you are not a member of the royal family, let alone a hereditary Duke, so you really don't take the prince seriously?

Shen Ao's actions are not rational or smart in the eyes of many people. At the same time, there are also some people who admire his actions in their hearts. This is what a man should do. He must do what he says and be resolute in his actions. Only then can he be a man. The name.

But no matter what everyone thinks of Shen Ao, the result is the same. This Shen Ao is probably going to be unlucky. If he loses Prince Xiang's face in public, will he have any good future? Of course, there is another way. The result is also agreed by everyone. The name of the bastard is indeed worthy of his name. He is a madman who does everything based on his heart. It is better not to mess with such a person in the future.

The beauties and talented women behind the white gauze curtain have different thoughts. Many times, you really shouldn't guess what a woman is thinking, because you can't guess it even if you guess.

Just like many talented men were still thinking that Shen Ao's actions would bring trouble to themselves, what the women saw was Shen Ao's domineering side, and what they saw was an indomitable man standing alone and arrogant in the world. The appearance of the room.

For a while, many women looked at Shen Ao's figure in a daze...

Shen Ao's heart is not that complicated. Shi Zitong is just a stepping stone in his cooperation with the eldest princess. Just throw it away after using it. To achieve the goal, let alone Shi Zitong, the third prince, Prince Xiang, is in front of him. , and he won’t give in. Haven’t you heard that blocking someone’s way of making money is like killing your parents?

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