Chapter 24 Wedding (3)

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It's rare to see Guo Jia so unconfident, which makes Lai Ying'er a little funny but also very satisfied. This time we will also embarrass you. Seeing that you still look down on our women, let them know how powerful our women are!

Thinking of this, Ying'er didn't hesitate to come and said to Guo Jia, mainly for Yuan Shao and the others, just listen to what she said.

"Gee, I won't put you in trouble, my lord. My sisters and I discussed it and prepared three levels. As long as it is completed to our satisfaction, you can take the bride away, otherwise you'd better keep her!"

"Giggle, yes. I have this idea. If you want to pick up the bride, you must pass three levels, otherwise you can't let him!"

"Giggle, yes, yes. Sister's idea is all of our opinions. If you don't satisfy us, then you will never have a smooth wedding today!"

After Lai Ying'er finished speaking, the girls around her were chirping non-stop, agreeing very much with Lai eldest sister's opinion. It seemed that it had been discussed!

Yuan Shao and Guo Jia had expected this, so they were not surprised. On the contrary, it was easier for them to do this. It was the simplest result that Yuan Shao and the others considered. It seems that Guo Jia's trick of pretending to be pitiful worked well, but this did not work. Very good effect!

"Since you have already made up your mind, madam, please come up with the questions. There are only three levels, and I have accepted them on behalf of my lord. Please hurry up, we are in a hurry!" Yuan Shao did not need to tell Guo Jia. I knew what I should do, so I continued to pretend to be pitiful.あ奇奇影院觧ヤ~7~1~7~(ωωω).qq7(1) <First release, domain name, please remember

Women are soft-hearted after all, especially those who are married. When Lai Ying'er saw her husband looking pitiful, even though she knew it was fake, she still felt a little distressed, so she stopped delaying and started the first level.

Just listen to her eloquently saying, "My lord has always boasted that he has great literary talents and great talents. The first level is related to literary talents. Our sister Zhen Mi is naturally beautiful, and she is one of the rare beauties. In fact, no words can describe it." Her beauty!" Seeing that Yuan Shao and the others heard it very carefully, Ying'er changed the subject and said, "Even so, today is a happy day, so we reluctantly asked the Lord to write a poem to describe Sister Zhen's beauty. Beautiful. There is only one requirement, and that is to describe it well and satisfy us!"

After she finished speaking, Guo Jia breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the first test was to test literary talent. This was very simple, and it was even simpler for Yuan Shao. Others don't know the talent of their lord, and I don't know it either. These are just a piece of cake!

So, Guo Jia promised, "This is very simple. I agreed on my lord's behalf. Just wait, you will have the answer soon. I hope you won't be surprised when the time comes!"

Before they could react, Guo Jia rushed back to Yuan Shao, bringing back the results of the adjustment and the contents of the first level, waiting for his lord's next instructions!

What else is there to do with this? It’s just to answer the question and break through the barrier to fight. You, Guo Jia, have already made your own decision. Why do you come back to ask me? I don't have much choice, I just want to get married. Fortunately, I still have a little ink in my stomach, and I have accumulated some knowledge of ancient poetry!

So, after Yuan Shao thought about it for a while, he came up with the answer. This would definitely calm them and satisfy them, so he listened to his intoxicated chant.

Its shape is as graceful as a startling giant, and graceful as a wandering dragon. The autumn chrysanthemums are shining brightly, and the spring pines are blooming brightly. It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the fluttering snow is like the flowing wind. Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising;

If you look at it forcefully, it's as bright as a flower emerging from Lubo. The slenderness is satisfied, and the length is shortened. If the shoulders are cut into shape, the waist will be as plain as expected. The neck is extended to show off the neck, and the beauty is revealed. Fragrance is not added, and the lead is beautiful. The cloud bun is in E'e, the eyebrows are trimmed in Lianjuan;

The red lips are bright on the outside, the teeth are white on the inside, the eyes are bright and good at gazing, and the dimples support the power. Gorgeous and elegant, the appearance is quiet and the body is leisurely. Tender and charming, charming in words. The costumes are unique and unique, and the bone statues correspond to the pictures;

The dazzling beauty of the robe, the splendor of Eryao and blue. Wear gold and jade jewelry, embellished with pearls to dazzle your body. Practicing the literary shoes of traveling far away, dragging the light veil of mist and gauze. The faint orchids are fragrant and gentle, wandering in the corner of the mountain!

After Yuan Shao finished reciting, there was no sound in the whole courtyard for an instant, only the breathing of everyone was left, it was very quiet. Everyone was immersed in Yuan Shao's magnetic, gorgeous rhetoric and deep love for Zhen Mi. No one spoke for a while, except for a sound of surprise coming from the deepest part of the backyard, there was no other sound!あ奇奇影院觧ヤ~7~1~7~(ωωω).qq7(1) <First release, domain name, please remember

After a while, Guo Jia was the first to react. He admired Yuan Shao and said, "My lord, your literary talent is truly unparalleled in the world. Jia Ke is so impressed. I wonder if this talent has a name?"

"Haha, being a filial piety is not worth mentioning. This Fu is called "Luo Shen Fu"!" Yuan Shao said a little pretending to be modest.

"What a Luo Shen Fu. I admire it endlessly. I believe they will be speechless!"

After sighing for a while, Guo Jia ignored it. Zhen Yan, who was still immersed in it, and other helpers who followed Yuan Shao to welcome the bride, turned around and left, walking towards the girls who were still intoxicated by Yuan Shao's heavenly works.

When I got to them, I saw that they were still immersed in this, so I had to wake them up and said, "My lord has already given the answer. Now you are satisfied!"

After Guo Jia finished speaking, he stared at them confidently, waiting for their affirmative answer. This poem is very charming, there must be no problem!

After a while, the girls came out of their intoxication and gathered around Lai Ying'er, whispering for a while. They didn't know what they were discussing. Finally, Lai Ying'er stood up and expressed their comments.

"This poem is not bad. You barely passed the first level!" Lai Ying'er said with a slight blush, and finally added, "Since the first level you used to describe our Luo Shen was not an ancient poem, but a poem, so we The second level is there. That is, it must be a poem to express the lord’s pain of missing our Luo Shen!”

Why is this poem good? It is obviously very good. If you were not satisfied, you would still be so intoxicated. It was obviously a bit arrogant, but Guo Jia didn't say much, except that women and villains are hard to raise!

Instead, just like the first time, he smiled flatteringly at Lai Ying'er, agreed, and said, "This is simple, I agree. I will go to the lord for the answer now. Please wait a moment, madam!"

"Haha, sir, please go quickly, stop being funny!" Guo Jia's look made Lai Ying'er very funny. After laughing, she quickly urged him to get the answer quickly. The sisters are still waiting!

Their conversation was so loud that Yuan Shao could hear it clearly from behind. Regarding Guo Jia's urinary properties, Yuan Shao knew it very well, and he must have agreed to it and came back to let him answer!

So after Guo Jia came back, before he had time to report, Yuan Shao took the lead in chanting.

It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up.

The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples are changing, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night.

There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.