C177 You Are One or More (2/2)
Three feet from the ground was a ravine. It referred to a harmonious part of a woman.
And ”Bao Nan was the only one washing his hair”, naturally, was to describe Bao Nan as just a few strands.
Since, this fellow was just randomly judging poems and bullshitting nonsense.
Wang Xiaojian was very willing to give this Barrenlands Poem to him. It was a real name.
”Three feet off the ground, one ditch at a time … What exactly is it? ”
”It shouldn't be... ”Puchi …”
Some people were muttering to themselves, still unable to understand.
However, someone in the crowd suddenly burst out laughing.
”Pfft, haha …” Too talented. He could even think of such a poem. ”Hahaha …”
”Lee Bai is too awesome.”
”Eh, Brother Zhang, what's the meaning of this?”
”Yeah, what are you laughing at?”
Some people were puzzled and looked at the young man with an inexplicable smile.
Zhang Feng was a famous talent in Beijing. He spent most of his time at the Yi-Hong Courtyard, and the number of women he had ever played with could not even be counted on two hands and feet.
Because he had been in contact with them for a long time, he immediately thought of the meaning of ”three feet from the ground, one ditch”.
Isn't that what it is?
Zhang Feng could not hold it in any longer.
But, after all, it was very disgraceful, and the Lady Ya was also present. Hearing the surrounding people's questions, he leaned over, and whispered in her companion's ear.
And then …
Puchi ~
Haha ~
”No way, he's too talented. ”Haha.”
Someone laughed out again.
The people who did not hear of Zhang Fenghua were baffled.
However, as they were all scholars, they had done quite a lot of romantic affairs.
At this moment, upon seeing the famous and talented Zhang Feng smile in such a manner, and with such a strange smile on his face, he started to gradually realize what was going on.
”Damn, could it be that one?”
”Yes, that one. Three feet from the ground, one ditch at a time.
”Bao Nan is washing his hair... Isn't that Bao Nan something. ”
”That's right, haha …” I can't hold it in. ”Hahaha.”
”I'm sorry, Mr. Bao, I didn't mean to, but it's too funny. You understand, haha. ”
”Hahaha …”
Sounds came out one after another, causing Bao Nan's face to turn green.
He finally understood the meaning of this poem by Wang Xiaojian.
Giving him poems was a lie, it was true that he was being scolded for ”a few times”!
He was a famous poet commentator in the capital. How could he be scolded by others?
His eyes widened, his body trembled, and he began to shake.
”Lee Bai, you bastard, you actually dared to make a poem out of me, you are simply insulting me!”
Bao Nan raged, his eyes opened wide in anger as he shouted at Wang Xiaojian.
Wang Xiaojian wasn't the least bit angry and chuckled, ”Mr. Bao, what do you mean by insulting gentle and refined people? Why don't I understand? I gave you a poem to wash your hair, and you say I insulted you. You're really going too far. ”
Wash your hair?
Bao Nan obviously did not believe him. He pointed at Wang Xiaojian and said: ”Lee Bai, don't speak nonsense. If you want to wash your hair, then what is three feet a hook from the ground, with water flowing continuously all year round? ”
Wang Xiaojian chuckled and explained: ”In the backyard of Son-in-law Mansion, there is a fake mountain and on the fake mountain there is a flowing water, it is exactly three feet tall. I've asked the servants of Son-in-law Mansion before, they've told me that the water on this fake mountain has never stopped all year round. Therefore, it was' Three feet off the ground, one hook at a time, and the water will flow all year-round '.
”I feel that this is a good place to wash my hair. I just wanted to invite you to Son-in-law Mansion to wash your hair since your hair is so greasy and dirty. But you actually said that I had insulted you. If you are so kind, then forget it! ”