Pan Hua's poems are fresh and elegant, bright and refined.

Even Zheng Jingsi couldn't think of better words for a while, and her face suddenly turned red.

A boy from Fang Chengding wrote such a beautiful and beautiful poem that made all the Zheng family members present suddenly lose face.

If you cannot make better poems or poems that can be compared with them, the Zheng family will lose!

Pan Hua will also become famous on the shoulders of the Zheng family. By then, people will talk about the Zheng family, and this willow branch poem will definitely be mentioned.

At this moment, a slight "Huh" came from my ear.

Zheng Jingsi turned his head and saw two people sitting next to a screen not far away.

The two men were black and white, and the black one was wearing a black robe, looking like a Hu man; while the white one was fluttering in white, wearing a scarf on his head, and wearing a moon-white floral half-arm. On the table, there were two leather bags, which seemed to be filled with weapons. A sea-dongqing stood on the boy's shoulder, and was comfortably swallowing a meat willow from the boy's hand. Next to the boy, there was a basket where a baby was sleeping soundly, and next to the basket was guarding a well-behaved monkey.

The boy is handsome and has a look like water.

He looked at the poems written by Pan Hua on the wall.

Zheng Jingsi's heart moved and hurriedly got up and walked over.

It can be seen that the two men in black and white seem to be not ordinary people. The man in black is as quiet as water, but he has a faint sense of toughness. The boy in white looks gentle as jade, like a humble gentleman, which makes people feel instantly close.

"I'm going to Zheng Jingsi."

"ah?"

"I just saw the young master looking puzzled, somehow?"

The boy looked at Zheng Jingsi in surprise and suddenly asked, "Sir, the surname is Zheng, is he from Zheng in Xingyang?"

“That’s right.”

"So can you recognize Zheng Gong Ganoderma lucidum and Zheng Henan?"

Zheng Lingzhi?

Before Zheng Jingsi could answer, Zheng Qian, who was following Zheng Jingsi, couldn't help but say first: "Are you talking about my nineteenth uncle?"

"Uncle Nineteen?" The young man was stunned and looked at Zheng Qian in confusion.

Zheng Jingsi hurriedly replied: "If the young master said that Zheng Lingzhi was the Henan Captain Zheng Lingzhi, it was my nineteenth brother."

When the young man heard this, he quickly stood up and bowed and said, "I don't know that the elders are in front of me, please forgive me."

Elder? Is this young man also a child of my Zheng family?

The Zheng family is also divided into two ancestors in the north and south. The seven-household houses of the northern ancestors alone have thousands of children. Not to mention the Zheng family has grown up over the years and has been scattered and flocked to the clan houses in other places. In total, there are at least tens of thousands of people.

Of course, it is impossible for Zheng Jingsi to know all of them.

When the young man saw Zheng Jingsi showing doubt, he hurriedly said, "I am Mr. Zheng's nephew, and I came from Youzhou."

"You are Yang Yizi?"

"Uh...it's exactly."

"That Yang Sicizi who 'Who doesn't know you in the world'?"

The boy was stunned and nodded for a long time. He whispered: "If the elder is talking about the song "Don't worry about the uncle", it's me."

When Zheng Jingsi heard this, she was immediately overjoyed and grabbed the boy's arm.

However, before he could speak, the Hai Dongqing on the boy's shoulder let out a trench and wanted to attack.

"Dayu, don't move."

Zheng Jingsi was startled, while Zheng Qian showed curiosity and looked at Hai Dongqing without blinking.

This young man in white is Yang Shouwen.

He and Abusjda crossed the Zhang River, headed north, then crossed the river in Baima, and then turned around before they arrived in Xingyang.

It was only after arriving in Xingyang that he discovered a problem: he didn't know where Zheng Lingzhi lived.

Speaking of which, the Zheng family is a prominent family in Xingyang.

However, because Zheng Lingzhi was appointed as the Henan Camp, she did not live in Xingyang, so Yang Shouwen could not find her. In desperation, he had to come to Guanshui Pavilion and wanted to find someone to inquire about Zheng Lingzhi and her father.

Unexpectedly...

Yang Shouwen reached out to stop Dayu's attack and handed Dayu over to Jeddah for custody.

"Have you asked the elder's name Gao's name yet?"

"My name is Zheng Jingsi. Zheng Lingzhi is my nineteenth brother, and your mother is my third sister."

Yang Shouwen hurriedly wanted to show his tribute again, but Zheng Jingsi pulled him up and said softly: "Shizi, let's not talk about these things for now. Whether we can protect our Zheng family's face today depends on you. Did you see that? The Pan family has already written a poem with Liu as the title. He wrote a poem too quickly, which made my Zheng family's children mess up. Therefore, I had to ask you to come forward and help me."

Zheng Jingsi didn't know Yang Shouwen, but she heard of the song "Don't worry about uncle".

This year, information was underdeveloped.

"Don't worry about the uncle" has spread in Youzhou, but it is not well known. Zheng Jingsi's wife is the daughter of the Lu family of Fanyang. He also learned about Yang Shouwen from the letters of his wife's contact with his family, and he praised his talent very much.

With Yang Shouwen's talent, he wrote a poem first to stabilize the Zheng family's footsteps.

As long as your team can be stabilized, you can win a game back.

As for whether Yang Shouwen can do it? Zheng Jingsi didn't consider it. In his opinion, it would not be difficult for those who can write poems like "Don't Guard Uncle" to write a poem called Liuzhi. The key is to solve the dilemma in front of you first.

"Nine-Kyuro, what are you doing?"

At the banquet of Zheng, Pan, Zheng Changyu saw Zheng Jingsi pulling a boy over and quickly got up and asked, "But have you come up with a good poem?"

Zheng Jingsi had calmed down at this moment, "Don't worry, I have found someone to fight poetry."

As he spoke, Zheng Jingsi pushed Yang Shouwen over, "Shizi, please please help us survive this game first."

What does it mean to drive a duck and put it on the shelves?

Yang Shouwen calculated clearly at this time and was immediately at a loss.

A pair of eyes looked at him, with doubts or ridicule in his eyes.

Pan Hua couldn't help but smile and said, "Erjiulang, is your Zheng family already in trouble? You can write poetry by just finding someone to come?"

"Who said I'll find someone at will?" Zheng Jingsi's face darkened, "Pan Jiulang, Yizi is also a member of my Zheng family, and she came from Youzhou. What's wrong with him singing the harmony? Yizi's talent can definitely sing the wonderful poems."

Children of the Zheng family?

After hearing Zheng Jingsi's introduction, the Zheng family members immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Pan Hua's face changed and he said in a deep voice: "But I don't know your helper, Gao's name?"

"In the lower Yang Shouwen."

"He is the nephew of Brother 19 and the son of the third sister. Can't he be considered my Zheng family?"

It turns out that he is a child of a foreign surname, so no wonder he is born in the face.

Zheng Changyu showed surprise, pointed at Yang Shouwen and said, "Are you the third sister's child? Are you back from Rao Le?"

"Ah, I'll return after the New Year."

Zheng Changyu was obviously very familiar with Yang Shouwen's mother, so he hurried over.

He lowered his voice and said, "Yizi, can you do it?"

Is it OK? You have already pushed me out. If this doesn't work, it must be OK...
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