"Don't come here!"

"Hanzi wants to run away, catch him!" Li Yong shouted fiercely, and several people hurriedly controlled Qin Mo.

"Oh my God, Hanzi is so strong. It's hard for us to catch him!" Liu Rujian said.

"Xiao Chai, open Qin Mo's mouth!" Li Yongming said.

Chai Rong pinched Qin Mo's mouth, "Brother Qin, bear it, we will go home when we wake up!"

Qin Mo was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, "I'll draw, don't drink wine..."

"Silly, don't be stubborn. We're here. If we don't look at everyone Zhao, we're here for Li Yue's marriage. If you're brothers, you'll always have to sacrifice some things."

"You guys who forget your friends... Guru Guru..."

The wine in Xiangyuan this day is really hard to drink!

And these people really made Qin Mo feel sad.

"Hanzi, perseverance is victory. As long as you are drunk, we can watch everyone Zhao!" Liu Rujian encouraged.

"I'm not drinking anymore, I'm drunk..."

"No, you're not drunk!"

"You can drink a pound of burning knives, but the wine in Tianxiangyuan is not strong!" Li Yongmeng was afraid that Qin Mo would not be drunk thoroughly, so he drank it all in one breath.

It was not until Qin Mo burped a long time that the others let go.

Qin Mo was so angry that he directly praised each other and his head was broken. "I'll wait for me. The useless little trash is just writing poetry? My brother said second, but no one dared to say first!"

Several people covered their heads, but their faces were full of smiles, "It's done!"

However, Qin Mo's words attracted dissatisfaction among others.

"What a big tone!"

"Who do you think you are? Which one of you here is not a skill?"

Qin Mo walked forward swaggeringly, too lazy to talk to them, so he came to the stairs and two women guarded him.

Qin Mo asked: "Are there any requirements for writing poetry?"

The maid said, "Taking loneliness as the topic!"

Qin Mo was stunned. The topic was interesting. No wonder these so-called talents were stumped.

Even if someone becomes a poem, he will complain without hesitation.

"Can the word be?"

"Can!"

The maid nodded.

"Okay, listen to the people upstairs!"

Qin Mo shouted, attracting everyone's gaze, and many people's eyes showed a look of contempt.

This person is vulgar, what good words can he make?

However, Qin Mo blurted out the first sentence, and everyone trembled all over.

Qin Mo said: "Search and search, cold and deserted, miserable and miserable. When it is still cold, it is the most difficult to rest. How can three cups and two cups of light wine be against him? The wind comes at night!"

To repetition, seven groups of repetition are used at the beginning!

Who is this person?

A few sentences depict a lonely scene, and even feel sympathy for the people in the scene.

Everyone's faces changed.

Qin Mo continued, "Yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged. Who can pick them now?"

"How can I grow black by guarding the window alone? The sycamore tree is also drizzling, and it is a bit by bit until dusk. This time, how can I be sad? "

Leave the last word!

Everyone was stunned.

What a word "worry"!

Those who just looked down on Qin Mo didn't dare to say anything at this moment.

If this lyric is composed into a song, it will inevitably be famous in the capital.

One person couldn't help asking, "I dare to ask my brother Taiwan's name!"

"Dongshan, Li Qingzhao!" Qin Mo stopped talking about his real name. If he had made him cheap, his father and father-in-law knew about it, he wouldn't have skinned him!

"Brother Li, I'm glad to meet you!" Everyone was in awe!

Li Yongmeng and others also breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, Hanzi didn't say his real name.

If others know that they came to Tianxiangyuan in groups, not to mention that their father would not let them go, the censors would also impeach them.

"Where is it!" Qin Mo also bowed his hand, and then said to the maid guarding the stairs: "This poem may be the eyes of Zhao everyone?"

The maid is also a person who knows how to appreciate it. This poem is definitely one of the rare masterpieces. He dared not delay it. He quickly gave a blessing, "Young Master, wait!"

As he said that, he went to the attic!

At this moment, a beautiful woman in the boudoir was listening to this poem...it was really sad!

It's just like talking about herself again!

"This poem is written so well!" Zhao Manjun felt his heart being hit and looked at the big man beside him, "Do you need to leave?"

"You want to see the lyricist downstairs?"

"yes!"

Zhao Manjun nodded, "You go back and tell Aunt Rou that I will send it to you soon, so I will reassure Aunt Rou that Manjun has never forgotten his mission!"

"Just remember, one day, you will stand openly under the sun." After the big man said that, he turned over from the window.

Just then, the door was knocked, "Miss, someone has made a poem below, I have copied it!"

Zhao Manjun said: "Who is the last name of the person who wrote the lyrics? How old is it!"

"Li Qingzhao, Dongshan! About twenty!"

"Good name!" Zhao Manjun nodded, "Please come up and talk!"

"But, Miss, that man drank a lot of wine!"

"It's okay!"

Zhao Manjun thought to himself that there must be many stories for those who can make such sad words after drinking.

What is even more commendable is that this poem is written from a female perspective.

Upon hearing this, the maid hurriedly went downstairs, "Langjun Li, Zhao, please come up and talk!"

Wow!

Hearing this, everyone gritted their teeth jealously.

How many people are waiting here just to see everyone in Zhao.

They bit their pen to write a soul-stirring poem, but they just came and made a poem in just a few seconds.

Not to mention women, even men think that person is too lonely and lonely after hearing this...

Li Yongmeng and others were also very happy, "Sanzi, it's done!"

Qin Mo raised his foot and walked up, and Li Yongmeng and others also planned to follow. Several people came forward with a tall and large wardrobe, blocking their way. "This road is blocked. If you want to go up this stairs, please use your skills!"

"We came together, why don't we go up?"

"That's right, why don't we go up!" Several people were so anxious.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm making trouble, be careful to throw you out!" said the guard guard with a vicious spirit.

Liu Rujian pulled La Dou Yiai, "This Tianxiangyuan is said to have something to do with the Fourth Prince!"

Li Yongmeng and others couldn't get up, so they could only stare at him below.

Qin Mo went upstairs and knocked on the door. After a sound came from inside, he pushed the door open and went in.

What caught my eye was the antique boudoir with a quaint sandalwood, accompanied by the fragrance of the woman's body. The fragrance was very elegant and not tacky at all.

In the middle of the boudoir, there was a bead curtain blocking it. A hazy and tulle-faced woman sat behind the guzheng. The sound of her opening was like a clear spring knocking, refreshing, "Langjun Li, please sit, come and watch the tea!"
Chapter completed!