In order to get the plum blossom poetry club, Dong Shiyin and others asked Zhuang Yuya to ask Jiang Zhong for a plum blossom poem. As a result, Jiang Zhong happily gave the poem, and gave it to Zhuang Yuya with a poem "Plum Blossom". Unexpectedly, after reading this plum blossom poem, the girls paused the idea of ​​writing poems and began to comment on the poems.

"The first sentence is nothing to say, 'Ling Han blooms alone' is also clearly stated. Plum blossoms are not afraid of the severe cold."

Dong Shiyin picked up the manuscript of the poem and commented one by one. After talking about the surface of the poem, she paused for a moment and continued: "The meaning in the metaphor...is probably Mr. Chen's self-examination."

Meng Jiane continued: "It makes sense for Sister Dong to say this, but the poems and lyrics in this world are limited by blindly leaning on a person. This "Plum Blossom" not only praises plum blossoms, but most of the wise men in the world are like this, with their character as snow and their virtues as plum blossoms."

Dong Shiyin did not refute this time. Looking at Meng Jian'e's expression, she secretly praised her heart and even more admiring on her face.

Fan Baozhu listened for a while and said, "Although I don't understand poetry, I understand a little bit. Several sisters were probably suppressed by Mr. Xiao Chen's poem again. I couldn't write for a while, so I just started to comment here, right?"

Fan Baotan said: "Mr. Chen's poem is excellent, but it is not as Zhu'er said, so we can't write. Mr. Chen is a person with a proper sense of character."

Fan Baozhu smiled and said, "No matter what, Mr. Chen has sent this poem here, which has given our poetry club face. How should we reply to him? Didn't the book say 'It's impolite to come but not go'? How many sisters have good ideas?"

Fan Baotan pushed Fan Baozhu and said, "Okay, you know that we don't have a good poem to return gift now, so what's the point? Let's just say it."

Fan Baozhu said, "Sisters, I think so. Mr. Chen is not talking about his books now. Why don't we have to dress up secretly and dress up as men's clothes, and ask our second brother to take us to Peng, listen to Mr. Chen's storytelling on the spot and give him a personal experience. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Zhuang Yuya smiled and said, "Zhu'er's words are fresh. Mr. Chen is telling her a message to Peng. The guests from Ten Kingdoms almost squeezed Penglai's inn. When do we need to support us?"

"It is precisely because of this that we have to go to the scene to listen. Otherwise, we have never heard of our own teacher's storytelling, and it is not easy to speak up if it is spread like this."

Meng Jian'e said: "Zhu'er's idea sounds feasible. In the past, he always listened to Mr. Chen's storytelling stories from others. He never listened to it on the spot for a while. After that, he would be regretful when the book was finished."

Zhuang Yuya said: "Where did E'er say this? Mr. Xiao Chen chose to speak for his friend, and he must have his intention. How could he really sell a story like those storytellers who run around the world? I laughed at him and listened to the stories of the Three Kingdoms that Mr. Xiao Chen had told before. Although there were many fabrications from him, the overall situation still followed the real things in history. Now Zhuge Kongming has just come out of the mountain, so where has he finished speaking?"

Meng Jian'e said: "Sister Ya is right."

Fan Baozhu said: "After wandering around for so long, do you agree to my idea?"

Meng Jian'e nodded and said, "I'll go."

Fan Baotan said: "I'll go too."

Zhuang Yuya thought for a while and said, "I'm going too."

A few girls said they would settle down. Let’s put it aside for now, and talk about writing poetry.

After a busy day, the girls almost had a lot of fun. The couplets did not count, and they also wrote a lot of poems. In the evening, the Fan Mansion held another night banquet. During the dinner, the ladies were very happy and honored when they talked about Baofeng's marriage into the palace. After that, somehow they talked about Fan Baotong. Guan Linglong, who was serving the side, observed his expression and said, "If you want to be the wife of the Fan Mansion, Xian Jing Shuya must always be the first." He hurriedly continued with a smile: "Why did the wife of the 'Xian Jing Shuya', she couldn't see a good match in front of her."

How could the ladies not hear what Guan Linglong meant, so they looked at Zhuang Yuya and smiled at each other.

After the banquet was separated, Fan Baotong went to Dong Shiyin and asked about their women dressed as men and went to study with a friend. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect my sister to agree to go there."

Dong Shiyin said coldly: "I am not a quiet and gentle lady, how can I go?"

Fan Baotong knew that Dong Shiyin was saying something on the mother's table, and thought about it and said, "My sister only remembers one sentence. I only have my sister in my heart. No matter how quiet she is, it has nothing to do with me."

When Dong Shiyin heard this, she sighed, and after a while, she said, "Sister knows that my brother has a sister in his heart, but my sister is alone here. Who can make this decision for her?"

Fan Baotong wanted to wait for a few more words of comfort, but after thinking about it, he found that in such a large Fan Mansion, no one could protect him and Dong Shiyinbao, the media. While he was thinking, he suddenly remembered Jiang Zhong, and his heart moved, leaving a sentence "Don't worry, sister," and then turned around and left.

Dong Shiyin was sad for a while and did not go back to rest. She walked around and accidentally met Meng Jian'e. The two of them talked for a while and wanted to continue fighting the couplets during the day. Dong Shiyin couldn't let Meng Jian'e down, so she agreed with a smile. The two of them set the rules, started to go, and connected together while walking.

After a while, I didn't know where I went, but came to a pavilion by the pond. Meng Jian'e looked up at the moon, and just thought about it, saying, "Close the window and push out a moon."

When Dong Shiyin heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "The sentence E'er is so strange. She closed the window and separated the moonlight outside the window. She pushed out the moon, so how could I think of a sentence with similar artistic conception to this sentence?"

Meng Jian'e smiled and said, "I thought of it when I saw the shade of trees covering the moon when I was walking, and if Sister Dong doesn't know what to do, I'll admit defeat."

Dong Shiyin ignored her, walked forward, walked to the pond, stopped to pond, and thought. At this time, he suddenly heard a "pop". Someone threw a stone into the pond. Dong Shiyin looked at the ripples of the stone, suddenly woke up, clapped her hands and smiled, "This stone has helped me, and I have it too."

Meng Jian'e walked forward a few steps, looked up at the rock outside the railing, and heard Dong Shiyin say, "Is it right for me to 'treat the stone to break through half of the sky'?"

Meng Jian'e smiled and said, "Of course it's right."

Dong Shiyin nodded and said, "I don't know who threw the stone?"

Meng Jian'e glanced at her and whispered, "I'll invite a stone caster for Sister Dong." After saying that, he said loudly, "But Mr. Xiao Chen?"
Chapter completed!