Seeing Bai Qi like this, Su Xiangyun didn't mind. She smiled and poured wine for Bai Qi. Bai Qi was a little hungry. After eating a meal, her stomach was finally full. However, the snow red was angry with the chopsticks and bowls.

After eating and drinking, Bai Qi knew that he could not escape today, so he simply closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the afternoon party, saying his heart, Bai Qi wanted to see what the party was like. Maybe because he was in a relaxed mood, Bai Qi fell asleep.

"Young Master Bai! You Young Master Bai!" A call woke Bai Qi's good dream. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Su Xiangyun who was calling him.

"What? It's dark? Then I'm going home." Bai Qi spoke just to leave, and Xue Feihong was so angry that she said angrily: "I really don't know what you are good about, but my senior sister has actually accommodated you several times. Humph! Get up and wash, everyone else has gone to the front yard."

When Bai Qi saw that hot water and towels were prepared on the table. It was supposed to be Su Xiangyun's preparation. Bai Qi couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If he was an ordinary scholar, even if Su Xiangyun had such a move, no matter how rebellious a person was, he would not be defeated. Su Xiangyun's kung fu had done enough. Unfortunately, he met me, Bai Qi today, and I'm afraid all this would be in vain.

After Bai Qi finished washing up, he followed Su Xiangyun to the front yard. As soon as he entered the front yard, he found that there were actually several familiar faces inside, all of whom were classmates from Naduliang Academy. In the eyes of gentlemen, the gentlemen could be popular candidates in the scientific examination this year. As for the others, Bai Qi knew that he was just a so-called talent who was a bit famous in the literary world today. There were two middle-aged people, and everyone present was very respectful to them. One of them was Bai Qi, who recognized Liu Yuxin, the master of painting. The other probably was Li Qing, a teacher who learned calligraphy by Su Xiangyun.

Everyone immediately expressed surprise when Bai Qi came out of the backyard. They all stared at Bai Qi incredibly. You must know that except for the two teachers, other outsiders in the backyard had never been in. Bai Qi came out from the inside with a calm expression, and his face did not change, so why didn't everyone envy him?

After confessing that Qi wrote a poem about sparrows at Zhou Ziyun's birthday banquet, the students in Liangcheng were all respectful of him, knowing that Bai Qi was not as mediocre as he usually showed. Looking at Bai Qi's unfair appearance, many people secretly regarded Bai Qi as their main opponent in the position of Mrs. Su Xiangyun.

Bai Qi looked around and found that there were not many people coming today, only a dozen, so he followed the old habit, ignored everyone, found a corner seat to sit down, and watched the changes in the party.

Soon others forgot about Bai Qi's existence and turned their attention to Su Xiangyun and Xue Feihong. Many of the people invited to attend the party had some background at home. They knew that Xue Feihong was the Princess Changning. If they were attracted by Princess Changning, wouldn't that be a more beautiful thing?

"You are all good poets in Liangcheng, this capital. Xiangyun invites you here today. I happened to ask for something. I hope you will give me some advice." Su Xiangyun actually had such an opening remark, which Bai Qi did not expect. After Su Xiangyun finished speaking, she looked at the venue with a smile for a week. Everyone felt that Su Xiangyun was smiling at him.

When everyone saw Su Xiangyun speak like this, they immediately replied: "Miss Su, please be polite. Just say it if you have something to do. We will definitely help you."

Bai Qi sneered secretly and said that these literati, who had been so popular with Su Xiangyun, might have wanted to be Su Xiangyun's Jackie Chan's son-in-law. After all, they were all guys who were played with and applauded. Look at Su Xiangyun, wearing a goose yellow skirt and a light green belt tied around her waist. Standing there was graceful, without applying makeup on her face, it looked even more beautiful. It was really "but she thought the makeup was dirty". Bai Qi also secretly praised him, but for some reason, he just associated Su Xiangyun with his ulterior motives?

After everyone finished speaking, Su Xiangyun hung up a painting and said, "In March this year, I Xiangyun went out for a walk in the eastern suburbs. When he returned, he wrote this painting. Although it has been half a year since he became a painting, he has not made a decent poem to match it. I'll ask everyone today."

Today, I was playing this trick of seeking poetry for paintings. This trick is really amazing. These literati have always regarded themselves and professed to be romantic. On this occasion, if the poems they wrote are selected, they will undoubtedly show their faces. The two calligraphy and paintings are witnessed here. It will be difficult for them to become famous in the poetry world in the future. This trick is amazing and it is amazing to be in the favor of everyone. Bai Qi thought of this, and became interested in seeing what kind of painting Su Xiangyun had taken out.

Bai Qi followed everyone and looked up at the painting. The painting was painted in the wilderness where the sunset was setting. The earth was full of vitality and green grass. A horse was walking on the field. A young man looked around. The mountains in the distance and grass in the near area were blowing, and the grass was moving in the slant.

Bai Qi, a master of calligraphy and painting, was surprised to see this painting. This painting seemed simple, but the artistic conception was lofty. If it was really made by Su Xiangyun himself, then his mind would be extraordinary. Perhaps Su Xiangyun was the legendary beauty and talented woman, not as he imagined. Bai Qi looked carefully and found that the ink on the painting obviously had the graceful style of a woman. Although it was very powerful, it did not remove the unique charm of the woman.

Bai Qi was already sure that this was indeed what Su Xiangyun did, and his inner caution towards Su Xiangyun was much looser.

Bai Qi was still reading the paintings, and someone had already stood up and said, "Miss Su, have you here?" Bai Qi saw that it was his classmate, Liu Guodong, the son of the Minister of Rites. Bai Qi said secretly that this guy was a bit anxious.

Su Xiangyun laughed and said, "Young Master Liu is indeed extraordinary. You have a masterpiece so soon. I want to listen carefully."

After being praised by Su Xiangyun, Liu Guodong was even more proud. He couldn't help but be happy and said with a flying heart: "The east wind does not need to be called, spring comes from Angelica. The warm wind and drizzle are green mountains again this year."

Everyone applauded after hearing this, and even the snow blush clapped her hands. Only Bai Qi felt that although this poem expressed all the scenery in the painting, the artistic conception was much worse, and it was so clear that it was really tight. Although Bai Qi's skill in writing poetry was average, he had many good sentences of Tang and Song lyrics in his belly. With the accumulation of thousands of years, Bai Qi's vision naturally became a little higher.

Su Xiangyun keenly captured Bai Qi's expression and felt a little disdainful, so he looked at Bai Qi and said, "Haha, Mr. Bai, tell me, what is this poem?" This sentence was like a stone breaking through the sky in the water. When everyone saw Su Xiangyun attaching so much importance to Bai Qi, they were immediately angry. It was obvious that Bai Qi could not produce a poem, but Liu Guodong wrote it. Now he actually asked Bai Qi's work how it was, how people accepted it.

Besides, Bai Qi was asked by Su Xiangyun, and he suddenly became angry and said to himself: Su Xiangyun is so bad that he forced himself into a dead end. Looking at everyone around him, they all stared at him, especially Liu Guodong, with his eyes sour, as if the old jealousy in Shanxi had been knocked over. In short, if Bai Qi didn't say that he was ugly and Yin Mao today, he would probably be unable to escape.

Bai Qihui glared at Su Xiangyun. If you talk about how good this poem is, Bai Qi can't do such a conscience-abiding thing, so you can only say truthfully: "Poetry is a good poem, but it is a good fit. It's just that there are some shortcomings in the artistic conception, so it will lose a lot of color."

Su Xiangyun seemed to be moved when she heard this, lowered her head and thought. Liu Yuxin also twisted her beard and nodded slightly. Even Li Qing smiled and nodded after hearing this. Liu Guodong also felt that it made sense, but a few young people would admit defeat. He stared at Bai Qi and said, "Since Brother Bai thinks it is average, then you should write one to read it." As soon as this said, everyone immediately responded. Most of them thought, "Don't look at Bai Qi, you have been known as supernatural powers since childhood, and you have written a sparrow poem at the birthday party yesterday to point out mulberry and scold the locust trees. Today it is a donkey or a horse, so I will pull it out and go out.

"Young Master Bai's words are very reasonable. Xiangyun has also tried to write a few poems to talk to this painting, but he always feels unscrupulous. Today, he heard that Mr. Bai said this, and he was really enlightened." Su Xiangyun's words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. Everyone was even more angry when they heard it. Someone was already shouting: "Tell me who can't do it, can you convince people if you have some real one?"

Bai Qi knew that he wouldn't have to do something great today. Anyway, he had copied two masterpieces from his predecessors in his previous life, so it would be okay to add some more evidence today. At that moment, Bai Qi separated everyone and came to the painting to think. In fact, his mind was actually collecting poems that could be used in the memories of his previous life. Suddenly, Bai Qi had a bright light and said to himself: "I have it."

Bai Qi raised his head and smiled at everyone, looking confident. Su Xiangyun quickly asked, "Young Master Bai, have you done it?"

Bai Qi looked at the culprit who forced him to plagiarize. Then he came to the case and wrote "The grass on the Liliyuan is withered and flourishing every year." Seeing that the beginning was not very good, everyone had seen Bai Qi's "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven" and did not dare to say that Bai Qi was not bad. They just waited patiently for Bai Qi's following.

Bai Qi looked at everyone on purpose, and saw that everyone was not clamoring like the last birthday party, so he smiled and continued to write, "The wildfire cannot be burned, and the spring breeze will grow again."
Chapter completed!