Mr. Sun and Mr. Zhang looked at Yan Qi at the same time, thinking who is this guy? Not only is he handsome and elegant, his literary talent is also so good, which makes people envious and jealous.
Especially the last two sentences, "Even if there are thousands of bisi, how can they be used by pedestrians to live in them?" 'It's the finishing touch. Even if the two of them wanted to break their heads, they would never be able to sing such a beautiful sentence.
Yan Qi smiled with a smile on his face and bowed to the two of them: "I, Yan Qi, have met these two young masters."
"My Majesty is straightforward."
"My dear Sun Sheng."
Sun Sheng was unable to connect to the "Four Big Trees" and was very embarrassed by Wang Zhibai. Yan Qi stepped forward to rescue him, which made Sun Sheng develop a good impression of Yan Qi.
Sun Sheng secretly praised: "Young Master Yan is really talented in writing, and his words are well-written. To be able to connect such beautiful sentences with artistic conception, I feel inferior to him. I am ashamed! I am ashamed!"
Yan Qi gently shook the folding fan: "Brother Sun, what you said is wrong. It's not because I answered it well, but because Brother Sun and Brother Wang came up with the topic well. Especially the four big trees in the east, west, north and south are so mysterious that I envy them." Endless."
"ah?"
Wang Zhibai and Sun Sheng looked at each other, and they didn't understand the mystery at all.
"This...Brother Yan, where is the mystery? I would like to hear some advice."
Yan Qidao: "Isn't it very simple? When a man is born in this world, he should travel to thousands of rivers and mountains, travel all over the world, and taste all kinds of life. These four directions, east, west, north, south, just represent the lofty aspirations of the two brothers."
"The big tree is thick and straight, rooted in the soil. It is resilient despite wind and rain. It is not afraid of severe cold or scorching heat. It provides people with shelter from wind and rain. Its dedication is commendable. Brother Wang and Brother Sun's The poem depicts four big trees, doesn’t it imply that the two brothers have the virtue of selfless dedication and the noble sentiment of perseverance?”
"Generally speaking, this poem is both vulgar and elegant. It is surprising in the ordinary. It is a rare good poem. What a good poem! Brother Sun and Brother Wang, your talents are unparalleled in ancient and modern times. You are on par with the saints of poetry."
Yan Qi's analysis was lucid and serious, and he seemed to praise Wang Zhibai and Sun Sheng to the sky, as if they were truly unparalleled talents that could not be produced in a century.
Leng Youxue's beautiful eyes opened wide, completely shocked by Yan Qi's far-fetched comments.
This guy talks like a lotus, and actually turns black into white, and bad into good.
Come on, flattery doesn’t need to be so exaggerated, right?
Still comparable to the poet saint?
If that were the case, wouldn’t the streets be full of poets?
Fortunately, Leng Youxue was very skilled in martial arts and could regulate his breath, otherwise he would have been furious.
This guy is simply blaspheming the poet.
Wang Zhibai and Sun Sheng were also flustered and confused by Yan Qi's comments.
They really didn't expect that a random poem would contain such profound truth.
Are we really the unpretentious poet saints that are hard to come by in a century?
As the parties involved, Wang Zhibai and Sun Sheng were intoxicated and a little erratic.
Wang Zhibai recovered from the shock and pretended to be humble: "Brother Yan, I didn't expect you to see through the simple truth contained in this poem. I originally wanted to keep a low profile, but I can't do it now, Brother Yan, You peeled off my appearance, which is really harmful."
Sun Sheng also sighed shamelessly: "Brother Yan is indeed a master in this way. He can actually peel off the threads and taste the mystery of this poem. I admire it. I admire it. In fact, I picked up such wonderful poems at my fingertips and never took them seriously. Brother Yan will We are compared to poets, but we really don’t dare to be, haha, haha!”
Yan Qi turned away and secretly pouted: These two people got out of breath when they were told they were fat. Why can't they be more reserved?
Contempt!
Well, the more so, the easier it is to do than buying and selling today.
Leng Youxue was really shocked by Wang Zhibai and Sun Sheng's shamelessness, and secretly sighed: What's wrong with today's scholars? They are impetuous, empty, and pretentious. They all say that literature can rule a country. How can such hypocritical scholars rule a country? . My father was right: Dahua seemed to be prosperous, but its talents were withering, its literati were vain, and it was already in decline.
Wang Zhibai warmly invited Yan Qi: "Brother Yan, meeting each other is fate. Come and sit with us, drink wine, write poems, and chat about life."
Yan Qi was waiting for the two of them to invite them warmly.
He has one purpose today: to do what he likes.
Putting on a scholar's uniform and looking like a scholar is not just to mingle with the talented people.
After the process of carrying people in sedan chairs just now, Wang Zhibai and Sun Sheng also introduced him as a confidant.
Yan Qi waved the folding fan elegantly: "Then I won't bother Brother Wang and Brother Sun. Besides, I'm also here to apply for the position of Lin Mansion's servant. It's very likely that we will still be colleagues in the future." As he said that, he deliberately wrapped a brocade sleeve Put it on the table.
Yan Qi did not rush to get to the point, but talked nonsense with the two of them from all over the world.
After a while, the three of them were like watermelons in August - ripe.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
Leng Youxue didn't believe that Yan Qi really wanted to be friends with Wang Zhibai and Sun Sheng.
Seeing Yan Qi leaning over and having a lively chat, he guessed what bad thoughts Yan Qi was harboring. His beautiful eyes stared at Yan Qi without blinking, and his ears perked up, listening carefully to what Yan Qi said.
Wang Zhibai saw Leng Youxue's beautiful eyes flashing and staring at Yan Qi. He was a little confused and asked: "Brother Yan, why do you think that lady keeps looking at you?"
Yan Qi said in a very disgusting way: "I feel ashamed to say it. I once met this young lady by chance, but I didn't expect that this young lady would fall in love with me and pursue her with great effort. Oh, it's a bit disturbing to talk about it."
"Is that so?"
Wang Zhibai's mouth watered with greed: "Brother Yan, you are confused. This young lady is as cool as a fairy, with proud and independent temperament. She is the best among beauties. Why should Brother Yan refuse? Really. I am anxious."
Yan Qi sighed: "There is nothing we can do about it. Falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless. I am a dedicated person, and my whole heart is tied to Miss Lin. I can no longer tolerate others. This lady's kindness to me, I had no choice but to sternly refuse. Alas, this young lady cried until her eyes were filled with tears. She was really ashamed."
Wang Zhibai extended his thumb and praised: "Brother Yan, you are really a dedicated and pure person. I admire you. I admire you."
"Ashamed, ashamed!"
Yan Qi snickered in her heart: I am so pure and innocent, the more beauties the better, if you don’t want the ones that come to your door, you are a fool.
Leng Youxue on one side was furious, her breasts bulging, and her delicate face was covered with a layer of drunken blush.
"Yan Qi is so shameless. You are such a shameless gangster. Will I like you? Go ahead and dream of your dreams."
If she hadn't wanted to know what evil was hidden in Yan Qi's bones, she would have waved her sword and angrily attacked Yan Qi.
Yan Qi chatted with the two for a while, and when he saw that the time had come, he gently pushed his arms outward.
The brocade parcel just fell at Wang Zhibai's feet.
Wang Zhibai picked up the brocade parcel and asked casually: "Brother Yan, what is this?"
