(It's been 2020, Happy New Year's Day)

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The dangerous scenes in the album made Li Shishi's face turn red. After all, he was the Qingguan who was not married. He naturally knew some things, but when he saw them openly, he still felt frightened.

After a little lost consciousness, Li Shishi reacted and looked up, but saw Cao Taisui not squinting, as if nothing had happened.

She looked down and then suddenly realized that the woman in the painting looked a bit similar to her. She couldn't help but feel angry: Someone actually painted these dirty things in my appearance...

Looking at the man again, Li Shishi frowned slightly.

He looked up at Cao Taisui, then looked down at the man in the picture album, as if he was comparing, and the more he looked, the more he looked.

Li Shishi was uncomfortable all over, as if he had already been put into it, and turned into a poor beauty who was pressed by Cao Taisui in the stone pavilion...

Cao Hua noticed something was wrong and coughed lightly, "Don't think about it. The person found out when the house was searched, and the person has been slaughtered."

Li Shishi was half-believing and half-doubted, but even if it was really painted by Cao Hua, what could she do?

Slap Cao Taisui and scold Jue Ding's disciple?

Unless you don't want to live anymore.

Li Shishi endured it for a long time, but could only nod and thank him slightly, picked up the album and put it in his sleeve.

As a brothel singing girl, these things are inevitable, and they can only be regarded as never before.

The flying flower order continues.

A few people next arrived at Cao Hua.

Everyone looked over, hesitating a little, not knowing whether to start a clamor or pretend that they didn't see it and let the next one continue.

The little prince Zhao Kai was quite interested and chuckled: "A few days ago, Brother Cao wrote the Mid-Autumn Festival poem to open my eyes. This trick of flying flowers should be no problem."

Cao Hua's martial arts skills are perfect, but his poems are not well-known. Everyone in "Cao Badou" only listens to them as jokes. Just a few days ago, a poem about the flower meeting was quite surprising.

However, there are many princes present who buy poetry and pretend to be talented, and there are naturally many tricks.

Cai You smiled: "Governor Cao has been well-read since he was a child, so he can't help memorizing a few poems."

Zhao Kai nodded: "But I have memorized the poems just now, and it is getting more and more difficult to come later. Cao Hua, as long as you can survive three rounds, you will be worthy of the name of "Cao Badou"."

There were still six people left in the teahouse, and Cao Hua had twenty-one poems in three rounds, and they were also followed in the order of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Even if you recite poems, it was not easy.

Zhao Kai and Cai You felt that Cao Hua was a bit talented, but compared with Fan Chenglin, Chen Qiming and others, Yue Jinyu was still a few worse than Yue Jinyu, so he just brought him over to have fun together.

Li Shishi knew that Cao Hua could compose music, and his talent was certainly not bad. Seeing everyone looking over, he threw away what had just happened and said with a smile:

"Mr. Cao is very talented, don't underestimate everyone. If you win the championship later, the prince's four sets of hairpins from Wanbaolou will not be able to protect it."

The four sets of hairpins opened in the black box of Wanbaolou are divided into spring, summer, autumn and winter. They are now out of print and the price is not low.

Zhao Kai was suppressing Fan Chenglin, and Cai You also published a painting of the previous dynasty's painting, which was suppressing Chen Qiming from Jiangnan. If this was the first place by outsiders, the lottery would naturally be completely compensated.

Cao Hua was born in the jewelry business and used to engrave famous quotes on antiques and jadeware. He remembered many famous poems. He said casually: "I don't know who cuts out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors."

Seeing that Cao Hua really dared to accept it, many talents suddenly became interested.

Power and martial arts are not as good as Cao Taisui. If even memorizing poetry is suppressed, what's the use of them?

Chen Qiming was already full of resentment because he did not climb up to King Kang's high branch. This time, all the big names were present, and he was not afraid that Cao Hua would kill him on the spot. He immediately spoke: "The God of Tai is a friend of the barbarians and the Xia, and the host and the host are all in the beauty of the southeast."

"The autumn wind is bleak, and the waves are surging."

"Winter thunder trembles, summer rain and snow."

....

After another round of turn, I arrived in front of Cao Hua, this time it was ‘Winter’.

The poems about spring, summer, autumn and winter are the most common characters, and the fewest characters, and they are often suffocated to death in this level.

Most of the poems have been said, and everyone is looking at Cao Hua to see if they can go on.

Cao Hua hesitated a little: "June is about to fly far away, and the three winters are already very good at learning."

Everyone nodded one after another, and their eyes turned to the next one.

"Tonight I know that spring is warm, and the sound of insects is fresh and the green window screen is shining."

"Egrets fly in desert paddy fields, and orioles in gloomy summer trees."

....

Another circle, three people lay down, leaving only Fan Yue, Chen Qiming and Cao Hua.

Speaking of the word "dong", Chen Qiming frowned and thought for a long time, and was obviously stuck.

It was not surprising to everyone that Fan Chenglin had not yet avenged his last revenge, and he chuckled:

"If Mr. Chen can't think of it, it's just a three-cup drink. Why should he be so sad?"

After so many circles, Chen Qiming couldn't think of any verses containing "winter" in his poems. After holding them in for a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said softly: "Winter...the whole city falls in frost and snow in winter, and the pond grows green lotus on the summer night."

Fan Chenglin was stunned, thought for a moment, frowned and said, "Brother Chen, you are a couplet. You want to talk about the whole poem by yourself."

Since Chen Qiming put up the first two sentences, the last two sentences are naturally not a problem: "When the city is covered with snow, and green lotus grows in the pond at summer nights. Looking at the moon in the sky of the palace and pavilion, the woman's tears are dry."

"Hahaha..."

Everyone applauded, but they didn't expect that Chen Qiming would actually put up a "Poem of Resentful Women". Although it was suspected of limerick, it was considered a poem and everyone didn't care about it.

However, when everyone heard this resentful woman's poem "every word is crying blood", everyone turned their eyes on Cao Hua.

The hatred of taking over the wife.

If it weren't for Princess Yong'an, how could Chen Qiming have thought of such a poem about a resentful woman who looked at the moon and shed tears?

Cao Hua was also quite helpless and clapped his hands symbolically: "It's so wet, keep going."

.....

"The spring is full of virtue and all things are shining."

Another round, Yue Jinyu was sweating profusely and said, "Wu Guang is from Yangxia, with his name as the Uncle."

Everyone sneered: "Yue Dacaizi, you don't count. You need the 'summer' of spring, summer, autumn and winter, not the summer in summer."

Yue Jinyu couldn't hold it out, so he could only wave his hand to admit defeat and punish himself for three cups.

Only Chen Qiming, who represents Jiangnan, Fan Chenglin, who represents Tokyo, and Cao Taisui who is in a slight manner.

It was Cao Hua's turn to have the word "Autumn".

This word is relatively simple, Cao Hua said without much thought:

"I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, so I plan to fly to the light boat."

It is a very famous poem, but as soon as he spoke, everyone was stunned.

Looking around, it seemed to be discussing.

Zhao Kai was quite knowledgeable and frowned and thought: "Cao Hua, whose word is this?"

Cao Hua looked at everyone's expressions and inexplicably said: "Mrs. Li Qingzhao, are there any problems?"

"Um?"

Zhao Kai frowned and recalled a little: "Zhao Mingcheng was appointed as the governor of Zibo Prefecture. His wife Li Qingzhao was also known as the "No. 1 Talented Girl" in Tokyo. I saw it once when I was young, but I remember not writing this poem."

“…?”

Cao Hua blinked, but unexpectedly, Li Qingzhao had not written this poem yet.
Chapter completed!