A trace of displeasure ejaculated from his eyes. Since he met Fang Taiping yesterday, Zhang Chenbao was completely attracted by Fang Taiping, but his high status and being favored too early made him unable to tolerate his woman's selfishness. He saw Fang Taiping's eyes were always on Xiao Yun, and a charming smile appeared on his face. He was afraid that Xiao Yun would fall into the image of a talented man in Fang Taiping's heart, so he ignored Luo Guanzhong and Shi Nai'an was Zhang Shicheng's guest. He stood up and said, "Father, rules are rules. Although the couplets of this brother Xiao are not vulgar, they are less elegant and more vulgar than Tang poetry and Song lyrics. Moreover, rules are rules. The father's many banquets are famous for his poetry and songs. How could he not be so nonsense because of a servant who learned nonsense from where he learned it? The father must not tolerate such a trend!"

"Your grandpa...? I've seen shameless, but I haven't seen such shameless. What nonsense is this? Tang poetry and Song lyrics are elegant, and couplets are vulgar. Go to your grandma's land. Today you are shameless. I'm just reciting poetry. I'm afraid you won't be able to do it!" Xiao Yun was really angry this time. He had no good feelings for this bullshit prince. Besides, he offended him, and was not afraid of Fang Taiping's ambitions. After greeting Zhang Chenbao's ancestors in his heart, he smiled, walked forward, and fisted at Zhang Shicheng: "The prince said very much, rules are rules, and there is no square or round. Today, he is writing poems with a spear, and although the villain has no talent, he also dared to give it a try. I wonder if His Royal Highness the Prince dares to fight?"

He challenged the prince so directly. Those present, whether it was Luo Guanzhong, Shi Nai'an, Li Xuanxu, and Li Xuanxiang, all their mouths grew up and looked unbelievable. Only Fang Taiping smiled and muttered: "When did this guy be afraid of someone?"

Just as everyone was talking, Xiao Yun was already calculating, glanced at Li Xuanxiang, pretended to behave, and said, "Xiao thought about it, there was already poetry in his belly. I wonder what this poem is?" After that, he chanted gently

The crows are gone, and who is the reason for the little hatred? The snow suddenly turns over the fragrant trunks, the breeze blows to the plums in the gallbladder, and the word "heart" has turned into ashes.______ "Dream in Jiangnan"

The reason why Zhang Chenbao insisted on the elegant poems was a bit bullying. Although Xiao Yun published a few good couplets, because they were not poetry, most of the people present thought that he was lucky for a while and no one looked at them. Then he knew that after just a while, he sang the song "Dream of Jiangnan", it was both neat and artistic, and a sense of talent was invisible.

As soon as this poem was released, everyone in the audience even Li Xuanxu showed a surprised expression. Even Zhang Yuluo showed a surprised expression after listening to this song "Dream of Jiangnan". "This guy is really amazing and he will never stop talking!"

Zhang Chenbao was even more displeased. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to see Xiao Yun's ugly appearance, but he had just convinced his father that he would not need a couplet. He directly wrote a poem "Dream of Jiangnan" not only but also had a good expression and a lofty artistic conception. He blurted out that he had done a bad person and made others fulfill his wish. This feeling of making wedding dresses for others was really uncomfortable, but he couldn't refute one. Seeing Fang Taiping's smile on his lips getting stronger and stronger, the depression was imaginable!

This poem "Dream of Jiangnan" by Nalan Rongruo is one of Xiao Yun's favorite poems. When he was reading, he could recite it for more than a hundred times. He was chanting it out now. Looking at everyone's surprised expression, he felt a little proud. In addition to Zhang Chenbao's deliberate harshness, the talented men who were waiting to watch jokes suddenly heard such an elegant poem. In addition, he couldn't help but look at him in unison. This feeling of attention from thousands of people is indeed comfortable!

Li Xuanxiang silently recited "Dream of Jiangnan" in his heart, feeling that the poetic artistic conception was constantly elegant, and the faint sadness was even more rare, which made people immerse themselves in it without realizing it. Li Xuanxiang slapped his lips and said to himself: "This guy's talent is really extraordinary, it seems that he is not as good as he doesn't know it. He used to only say that he was just a servant, and the couplet just now was just a whim and sang it out casually. As soon as "Dream of Jiangnan" was released, she knew that the man in front of her who touched her chest while the chaos was in trouble had some skills and should not be underestimated."

"Well, good poems, good poems? Not only is the artistic conception elegant, but it is also rare to have neat dialogues. It is really a rare good poem?" Just when everyone was surprised and silent, Shi Nai'an clapped his palms and praised it.

After Shi Nai'an said this, many talented men began to agree, and there were endless praises.

All this naturally cannot escape Fang Taiping's eyes. She didn't read much and couldn't appreciate the quality of this song "Dream of Jiangnan". But looking at everyone's faces, she knew it was good. The nervous and worried heart was completely put back in her stomach, and she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking: "This card is really good. With this guy here, it would be strange if these talented men are not affected?" Looking at these talented men who were shouting so hard, they all looked at Xiao Yun in surprise, and could no longer hold back the smile on their faces, like peach blossoms in March, completely blooming.

Relying on his six hundred years of cultural heritage, singing an ancient poem is not a difficult task for Xiao Yun. Besides, he still remembers the famous poems of Tang Bohu, Yang Shen, Nalan Rongruo, Ji Xiaolan and Zheng Banqiao. In this era, pondering casually is enough to surprise these people. However, there are not many couplets that he can remember, and it is indeed a happy thing to be faced with. Unfortunately, these talented men are very disliked and looked down on this long and short sentence that is very popular in the future!

Zhang Chenbao turned everyone's eyes. He didn't read much, and he knew not much about poetry. He could barely recite a few poems. Even if it was good, he could recite poems correctly. However, he would not know anyone. His sister Zhang Yuluo has been familiar with poetry since she was a child. It was Xiang Qiang who recited poems. He believed that his sister would not embarrass him. He nodded to Zhang Yuluo, smiled slightly, and said to Zhang Yuluo: "Luoer, you have been familiar with poetry since childhood, and you have written a lot in the past. Today, there is a rare person with such talent as Brother Xiao. Why should Luoer take the opportunity to recite one? "
Chapter completed!