The group of sisters in the room had just finished drinking.
Although he didn't drink too much now,
However, his spirit was indeed a little excited.
He heard Jia Cong say that he was going to kill everyone.
He laughed out loud.
Jia Tanchun lay on the couch and laughed,
'Sister Lin, Third Brother is going to kill you!'
"Pfft! You're the one who talks so much! I want to see who will be the one who will be utterly defeated today!”
Jia Cong lifted the curtain and entered.
Lin Daiyu's arrogant words were heard.
He immediately sneered,
"Humph! I'm the number one genius in history, and I can compose poems casually!”
"Third Older Brother, don't underestimate Big Sister Lin. Big Sister Lin is a talented woman!”
"Hahaha, Sister Xiangyun, don't worry! I'll make her convinced today!"
Lin Daiyu clearly didn't believe him.
Although Jia Cong was four years older than her,
However, she also knew that Jia Cong had not had a good time in the Jia family.
Later, when he joined the army and guarded the border, although he had broken away from the cage,
However, there was no time to study at the border.
Even if there was, there was no one to teach him!
"Third Brother, don't talk big! Today, I'll only be convinced if you can compose a good poem!”
"There's no limit to the questions. Just do whatever you want and let us sisters praise you!”
Jia Cong laughed.
Pretending to be profound, he walked a few steps and stopped.
The surrounding sisters and Qin Keqing looked at him curiously.
It would be impossible to say that he did not have any expectations.
After all, in the past two days…
Jia Cong gave them a completely different impression.
"Sister Lin, listen carefully. I made this especially for Baoyu.”
"Eh, it's actually for him? Let me see what you've done!"
"The spring snow has already melted, and my feet are slipping. I fell down Second Master Bao, and I laughed until I collapsed on the street!”
As soon as the limerick came out, she fell over laughing.
The few little girls couldn't sit still from laughing.
"Pfft, hahaha, Third Brother, you're too bad!”
"Third Brother, you really are a peerless poet and a genius of the ages!”
"If Second Brother knew, wouldn't he be furious? Even Sister Lin wouldn't be happy.”
"Nonsense, what does teasing him have to do with me? You're not teasing me!"
Lin Daiyu also laughed.
Jia Cong laughed and said,
"I was just joking. The lake we passed by outside the garden is called the Great Court Lake, right?”
"That's right, Third Brother wants to write a poem about the Great Court Lake?”
"Of course, in order to subdue Sister Lin, I have to show my ability.”
"Pfft, is Third Older Brother blind? What nonsense are you talking about?”
Jia Cong also realized that he had said the wrong thing.
However, he didn't mind. Instead, he said directly,
"Great Court Lake, the Court Lake is huge, and there are lotus flowers in the Great Court Lake. There was a toad on the lotus flower, poking and jumping.”
There was another round of laughter.
Shi Xiangyun, who was sitting on a low stool, was already laughing her head off.
When she leaned back, she fell to the ground.
Frightened, everyone hurried over.
She realized that Shi Xiangyun was still smiling even though she had fallen.
Everyone laughed along.
"Sister Yun, why are you so funny?”
"Sister Yun is really happy. She's still smiling.”
"Hurry up and calm down, or else you'll be out of breath from laughing.”
"Third Brother, look at what you've done. Sister Yun is laughing so hard that she's crying.”
Jia Cong chuckled and nodded to accept the criticism.
He had originally wanted to make these children laugh.
She looked at Qin Keqing with a smile on her face.
Jia Cong was indeed relieved.
It seemed that she had taken what he had said to heart.
As long as she did not die,
Jia Baoyu and Prince Beijing didn't have that many connections.
Shi Xiangyun sat up and smiled for a while before saying,"
'Third Brother, I don't care. You have to make me a good song!'
"Right, right, right. Sister Yun is right. We must compose a proper poem.”
Jia Cong rubbed his chin. Just as the women were looking forward to it,
Jia Cong coughed and said,
"No bamboo makes people vulgar, no meat makes people thin. Not bad, not skinny, bamboo shoots braised pork.”
Looking at the group of sisters who were falling down,
Jia Cong looked at Jia Lan and smiled."
"How is it? Isn't your third uncle's poetry unparalleled in the world?”
Jia Lan was also laughing hard just now.
Ever since he was sensible, he had never smiled like this in the past two years.
"Third Uncle, don't tease us. If we don't compose a good song, I'm afraid we won't be able to convince the masses!”
"Oh, then Brother Lan said, what kind of song do you want to listen to? Third Uncle will compose a song for you.”
Lin Daiyu was unhappy.
Just now, he said that he wanted to subdue him.
Let yourself be left without armor or armor,
Why did he just use a few limericks to get rid of her?
"Third Brother, don't go too far. Your limericks can't convince me!”
"Hahaha, okay. Then what do you want to hear, Sister Lin?”
Lin Daiyu frowned and thought for a while before saying,
"I won't make things difficult for Third Older Brother. I just need to compose a poem about the battlefield.”
"It can't be a limerick anymore! Otherwise, I'll complain to my grandmother!”
Look at Lin Daiyu's serious face
Jia Cong rubbed his chin and wondered whose poem he should copy.
This world was a fictional history.
The Tang dynasty had eight hundred years of national fortune,
The historical figures in the later stages were completely modified.
Seeing Qin Keqing and the group of young ladies looking at her eagerly,
Jia Cong suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"I got it!"
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