"Am I a rough person? Tsk, tsk, this seems to be a phrase that a guy named Liu often talks about."
Mr. Lu looked at Xiao Han with surprise on his face, and then turned to look at Mr. Zheng who almost died on the spot. He didn't know whether he should laugh or scold him!
Is it possible that all rough people in this world are like this? Is one more organized than the other? So how should those thin people live?
Speaking of thin people...oh no! It's Mr. Zheng!
He is really about to vomit blood now!
Xiao Han couldn't say a word when he was retorted, only the crunching sound of his little white teeth.
The force was so strong that it was as if it was not his own, and his gums began to bleed, and blood overflowed down his mouth.
Seeing his terrifying appearance, Xiaodong and Lengzi nervously stepped forward and gathered around Xiao Han, staring at Mr. Zheng with their four eyes, fearing that he would suddenly go crazy and rush to take a bite!
"Pretending to be elegant?! Bah! I was studying at the age of three! I knew a thousand words at the age of five! I was familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of eight..."
For a long time, after spitting out bloody spit, Mr. Zheng became a little hysterical!
"Then...now you're disabled? Have you become stupid?" Xiao Han's eyes widened, looking astonished!
This means that if you are angry to death, you will not pay with your life. If you have to pay with your life, just this expression alone, including Xiao Qi and Xiao Ji, this life is not enough to compensate!
(At this time, the Miracle Group was hiding in the corner and shivering! Why should they be brought along to pay for their lives?)
"Cough cough... cough cough..."
A violent coughing sound came from the side. It belonged to Mr. Lu! As for Mr. Zheng, his eyes were already lifeless and his face was dull. Only his chest was still rising and falling violently, proving that he was still alive.
"Tsk, tsk, he shouldn't be like the one in the movie who had his intestines pierced, looking up to the sky and spitting out blood for half an hour..."
Seeing Mr. Zheng's current appearance, Xiao Han carefully protected Xue Pan and took a big step back!
After all, blood would not be good if the new clothes you just wore today were stained with blood.
"Hehe...hehe..."
Just when Xiao Han was about to watch the show with his eyes wide open, a vision suddenly occurred!
Mr. Zheng, who had clearly lost his mind just now, suddenly closed his eyes and let out a particularly strange laugh. Goosebumps almost fell from the skin of everyone around him.
"It's over. Are you so mad at me?! He won't catch me and put me in jail!"
Suddenly seeing the appearance of the boy opposite him, Xiao Han's heart trembled!
Just as he was thinking about it, Mr. Zheng across from him gradually opened his eyes again, a pair of red eyes staring at him closely!
"I know! You have been deliberately messing around just now! You don't dare to compete with me to learn, right? You are afraid that others will know that you are a fool! You are afraid that you are not worthy of what Xue Pan once said about the conditions for being her husband. ! Hahaha... coward!"
Maybe he was stimulated and the small universe exploded! Mr. Zheng can even speak back to normal now! As he spoke, he forced Xiao Han step by step, with a tone that could not be refuted.
"What are the husband's conditions?" Xiao Han frowned slightly when he heard this. He had been dating Xue Pan for so long, and he had never heard her say such a thing!
However, he also knows that now is not the time to care about this!
The most important thing now is to swat the fly in front of you to death!
For these idiot second-generation ancestors, Xiao Han felt that if he talked to him any more, it would be a loss of value!
Thinking of this, Xiao Han did not retreat but advanced! He also stared at Mr. Zheng and sneered: "Boy, I'll teach you a lesson! Don't take yourself too seriously! Aren't you trying to learn from others? That's great! It's too cumbersome compared to others, so I'll compose a poem on the spot!" It doesn’t matter what you do, as long as you can write something similar to it, even if it’s a little bit worse, you win! How about it!”
"Write a poem?!" After hearing this answer, Mr. Zheng looked at Xiao Han for a moment, but soon changed to a mocking look: "Hahaha, I heard you right! You want to follow me?" Comparing poems? Can any cat or dog in this world be able to compose poetry?! Come on then, let me listen to the young master. Don’t use any vulgar language to dirty the young master’s ears for no reason.”
Seeing that Xiao Han finally refused to run away, he wanted to compete with him openly! Mr. Zheng felt energetic and excited all over his body!
However, he didn't seem to notice that Xiao Han was looking at him like he was an idiot.
"Hey, this guy definitely doesn't know Dou Hongyi! He also doesn't know the poetry club that Xue Pan was in! Otherwise, he wouldn't be talking nonsense here."
This is what Xiao Han wants, and it’s almost what Xue Pan wants! She knew that the outcome would be decided from the moment Mr. Zheng agreed.
In this world, no one can compare with Xiao Han when it comes to the best poems! This was said by her brother Xue Shou. What was rare was that no one refuted it, not even questioned it!
Smiling at Xue Pan, who looked expectant, Xiao Han began to think in his heart. When he saw the lanterns all over the place, a poem by Su Weiwei immediately came to mind.
"Fire trees and silver flowers bloom together, and the iron locks of the star bridge open.
The dark dust follows the horse, and the bright moon follows the person.
All the players are playing plum blossoms, and the singing path is full of falling plum blossoms.
Jinwu can't help himself at night, and the jade leaks don't rush each other. "
When Xiao Han slowly read this poem, the whole world seemed to quiet down!
Although the name Su Weiwei is the same as chicken essence, the first two sentences of this poem are Wang Zha!
Especially the four words "Fire Trees and Silver Flowers" are still being sung more than a thousand years later!
Wanting to find a poem that surpassed it among the poems written about the Hungry Ghost Festival, Xiao Han thought about it, and only the poem "On the Willow Tops on the Moon, When People Meet After Dusk" barely qualified.
Of course, Xiao Han also planned to use it at first, but he thought that this poem was about a sad love story, which was really inconsistent with the scene at this time, so he had no choice but to give it up.
"Fire trees and silver flowers? Kingo can't help it?"
It was quiet on the stage! Even those who originally came here to guess the riddles but were later attracted by what was going on here and listened with open ears were stunned by Xiao Han's poem! Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at this ordinary-looking young man stupidly.
Next to Xiao Han, Xue Pan's face was full of admiration, Mr. Lu's face was astonished, and above him the ashen Mr. Zheng, all in different shapes and sizes!
"Impossible, this must be him stealing someone else's poem! Impossible! How could he make such a poem?!"
After a long time, Mr. Zheng's restored consciousness suddenly became confused again!
He kept mumbling, not wanting to believe that such a beautiful sentence came from the mouth of the bastard in front of him! That hysterical look made other people look at him with suspicion!
"Hey, are all the so-called literati nowadays like this? Why do they all start cheating when they see that they can't compete?! Even worse than street scoundrels!"
Looking at Mr. Zheng who was in madness, Xiao Han could only sigh deeply.
Yes, I plagiarized this.
But Kong Yiji said, regarding scholars, can stealing be called stealing?
If you can, go find the chicken essence seller and confront me face to face!
(Su Weiwei, a politician and writer in the early Tang Dynasty, was the ancestor of the famous Su Dongpo! If there is any offense in the article, please forgive me...)
(Zheng Shanguo, his father was a general of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and his mother was a member of the Cui clan of the Seven Sects and Five Surnames, and a member of Li Jiancheng's faction.)
