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"Brother Bai, this is the son of General Xiahou's family, this is the son of Prefect Man's family, this is Sima's brother Sima Yunhai, this is the son of General Dian..." As soon as he entered, Cao Ang started to introduce it.

After listening to the introduction, Bai Xi probably knew that these people were all under Cao Cao's command and the men who supported Cao Cao.

I think Cao Cao believes that the people who assist him now have a lot of power and power, and future descendants can continue to contribute to the Cao family.

Therefore, Cao Ang, the eldest son of the Cao family, has a good relationship with these people and finally take advantage of it for himself.

"From Mr. Cao, I often hear Brother Bai's name. When I see you today, I am indeed a role model for us!"

"I dare not take it, I dare not take it. I am just a remote person. How can I compare with you guys!"

Bai Xi knew that these people were just saying some polite words, and from the eyes of some people present, it was obvious that they were even hostile to themselves.

For example, the two brothers of the Sima family, Sima Yi and Sima Yunhai, were not very sure about Sima Yi and Bai Xi, but it was true that the other party had some ulterior motives when they came into contact with him.

It’s just that you do good skills on the surface and you are kind to yourself.

But Sima Yunhai is different. Most of his thoughts are written on his face.

There is also Xiahou Ming, the son of Xiahou Yuan’s family, who looked at him and Zhao Yun with unkind eyes.

In this way, in Bai Xi's view, the party at noon today may be just an accidental game of Cao Ang, but it is more likely that it is actually an opportunity for everyone in front of him to make things difficult for him.

Of course, soldiers come to block the generals, and water comes to cover the earth.

Although the people in front of them are all well-known and quite romantic people in the city, in Bai Xi's opinion, these people are not even a big deal.

After a few rounds of drinking, the few people began to look at their faces.

Sima Yunhai looked at everyone, stopped at Baixi, and said, "I heard that Brother Bai is very literary and famous in Wancheng. Today we are lucky to have a discussion. What do you think?"

"We have long wanted to see Brother Bai's talent. As long as Brother Bai is willing to appreciate his face, we will naturally be honored!"

"Yes, yes, I can't wait!"

"I just don't know what Brother Bai wants?"

Everyone started to cheer.

I obviously wanted to write poetry, but I asked others for their opinions. This clearly did not consider whether I would agree or not at the beginning, and I prepared it in advance.

Especially after even the poem "When will the bright moon come?" I have investigated clearly in Wancheng, and I must have come prepared.

Of course, Bai Xi, who has some memories of later generations, is naturally not afraid of this kind of scene, but when he was thinking of slapping his face, Bai Xi just said first: "I was just a lucky person in Wancheng at that time, and I didn't know much about poetry!"

"Everyone is all friends, just to discuss it. I won't take it seriously. And everyone's level is the same. Brother Bai, don't refuse!"

As soon as Bai Xi finished speaking, Sima Yunhai's eyes shone in his eyes, as if he was saying, just waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

Of course, it would be impossible to make a fool of yourself. Now, and in the future, Bai Xi continued to politely say: "Then Bai is more respectful than obedient!"

"Okay, since Brother Bai is proud of his face, I am not talented, so I will give a question first!" Sima Yunhai said: "You all here should have seen Master Cao's sister, who is virtuous and virtuous, and are extremely beautiful. Brother Bai and Master Cao have naturally seen him. How about not letting us write poems with the sister of the Cao family?"

When saying this, Sima Yunhai couldn't help but look at the young master Hua present for a few more times, but he saw that the other party did not look at him because of this topic, so he took his eyes back.

"I wonder what happened to Mr. Cao?"

Cao Ang looked at Mr. Hua next to him without saying anything, and replied, "It's only for poetry, of course it's OK!"

"Okay, then for the sake of fairness, you have to bother Master Cao." Sima Yunhai continued.

"This..." Cao Ang paused and said, "It may not be fair to me judging that it may not be fair. Mr. Hua is my close friend and is not familiar with everyone. It is just right to avoid suspicion. I think Mr. Hua will do this justice, right?"

"What do you think of Mr. Hua?"

"This...is good, little... although I'm not talented, I can still tell the difference between good and bad!" Mr. Hua replied softly.

Everyone nodded repeatedly.

Sima Yunhai was even more happy when he saw Mr. Hua speak and said first: "I will ask this question, so I won't let me show you something ugly first!"

"It's possible that there are people who have their first eldest daughters; their fingers are like peeling onions, and their mouths are like pearls. They make delicate steps, and they are unparalleled in the world!"

"Sima Gongzi is so good, so good poem!"

"It was such a good poem from the beginning, what should I do if I wait!"

With the help of others, seeing Mr. Hua slightly lowered his head, there was a hint of shame on his face that did not belong to the man.

Seeing this, Sima Yunhai was even more proud.

"I have one here. Although it is not as good as Master Sima, it can also reveal some meanings!" At this time, the young master of the family smiled and said, "The beautiful girl comes out of Xudu, she is only pretty in troubled times; the lotus comes out of the clear water, and she is naturally decorated; I say that the ground is beautiful, but she is ashamed to be more shameful than the celestial beings."

"What a sentence of the lotus coming out of clear water, Mr. Man is such a very good poem!"

"This wonderful writing is really in line with Mr. Sima!"

...

Then there was naturally another admiration from everyone, and after a while, a few more were released, which made Mr. Hua even more shy.

Of course, Bai Xi sighed when every poem appears.

And every time this kind of cooperation is without any sense of incongruity with everyone, it even seems to be a combination of people.

Of course, in Baixi's view, the above works are indeed remarkable and can be regarded as excellent poems.

"We have limited literary talent, so I wonder what wonderful sentences are there in Brother Bai?"

"Yes, yes, Brother Bai's name is so great that there will definitely be a top-notch sentence!"

"Then we are really looking forward to it!"

...

In the end, when writing poetry, the rest of them unified the front line and led them to Baixi.

And Mr. Hua also looked at Bai Xi with anticipation, looking forward to the earth-shaking poems.

"Well..." Bai Xi knew that this so-called poetry was originally a different taste. Sima Yunhai wanted to get close to Mr. Hua, and a large part of it wanted to see himself look ugly, so he did not want to borrow poems from later generations to express it here, because Bai Xi felt that these people were not worthy of the peerless poems from later generations.

When he thought of ending this so-called poetry in another way, he said with regret: "To be honest, I really can't write a suitable poem for describing the sister of the Cao family!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!