The carriage went all the way towards Nanmen Street, and Luo Jun followed far behind. His tracking skills are top-notch, and it is absolutely difficult for ordinary people to spot.

The luxurious carriage then went up to Xuan Wah Street.

Finally, the carriage stopped in front of a house called Yalou. Although Luo Jun was far away, he could also see clearly that it was not Dong Chuan who got off the carriage, but two women.

One of the two women was dressed as a maid. The other is a white luxurious dress, elegant and beautiful.

Luo Jun is too far away to see it really. But he could feel that this woman's status was very noble.

"Could it be that she is the daughter of Dong Chuan, the king of Taishan?" Luo Jun secretly speculated.

Then the woman, escorted by the crowd, entered the elegant building. In front of the carriage, two guards were also left.

This elegant building is an elegant place for literati to gather and exchange poetry. Here, the nobility of status is not so important, but the talent of the individual is very important.

To put it bluntly, it is a place where the literati are vassals and elegant.

Luo Jun walked in front of Yalou, and he roughly understood what kind of place this was. He thought to himself, whether the woman in the carriage was Dong Chuan's daughter or not. But she has a noble status, and she will definitely be able to get close to Dong Chuan by relying on her.

Since this woman has arrived in Yalou, she must have liked poetry and literati.

Looks like you're going to have to do what you like!

Luo Jun took a deep breath, don't look at him as a martial artist, but he is still delicate. Moreover, Comrade Luo Junxiao is by no means the kind of reckless martial artist. He was as resourceful as a ghost, and he was astonishing and shrewd. Although Luo Jun doesn't know much about some things of literati, he also came from the yang world, and he has also come into contact with a lot of poetry and poetry in his ears and eyes.

Luo Jun has a good memory, and he learns a lot of things. Don't look at him as if he hasn't read any books, but he knows the languages of several countries, and the native Los Angeles who speaks English is ashamed.

Moreover, people are good at math.

The precise equations can be solved. If he didn't have these good foundations, where would he be able to break through those sophisticated magic circles in the Lost Continent!

So Luo Jun is also going to fight today.

Luo Jun stood in front of Yalou for a while, and the two guards in front of the carriage scolded coldly: "What are you looking at here?"

Luo Jun smiled and said, "This Yalou is not your family, what do you care about me?"

"Yo, you are a poor and sour talent, and you dare to talk back to the official?" the guard immediately waved the whip in his hand and slashed at Luo Jun's cheek.

Luo Jun turned his head away and said angrily: "Is there something wrong with you? You really treat yourself as a green onion, a fox and a fake tiger, believe it or not, what did I tell your master?"

The guard originally thought that Luo Jun was so poor and easy to bully, but he didn't expect this thing to be so easy to fool. He knew that he was at a loss, so he was a little timid. "Hmph, get out of here!"

The guards didn't continue to whip them.

Luo Jun wants to do the right thing, so naturally he will not continue to entangle with them. At that moment, he walked towards the inside of the elegant building again.

As soon as he entered the Yalou, he was blocked by two people who looked like family members in front of the Yalou.

"This is a place for many famous ladies to exchange poetry, who are you who dare to break in indiscriminately?"

Luo Jun suddenly felt that there was a sense of arrogance from top to bottom.

Luo Jun didn't care, and said: "I'm a walking poet, since this is a place for poetry exchanges, how can I not go there?"

"Is there a recommender?" asked the housekeeper.

"No!" Luo Jun said very dryly.

"You can't go in without a referee. The family members neatly refused.

"I have to go in? I'm a poet, how can I not go in?" Luo Jun made a gesture and rushed inside.

The two families immediately stopped Luo Jun, and Luo Jun didn't break in, he just shouted and said: "It doesn't make sense for you Yalou poetry to be so good, I'm a poet, and I didn't let me in." What kind of poetry club are you, or are all of you here fame-seekers?"

"You poor and sour show is really rude!" The two families were also angry, and said: "Haosheng persuaded you not to leave, is it because you have to eat the pain of flesh and skin?"

Luo Jun said: "I want to participate in the poetry meeting, do you dare to beat me? I don't believe it, there is no royal law in this black prison city!"

He has experienced 20 days of wind and frost, and has learned about the customs and people here, the way of speaking, and so on. So now I dare to shout the word Wang Fa loudly. If it had been before, he really didn't know if there was a royal law here.

Such a noise finally alarmed the people in the Yalou.

Soon, a group of young ladies came out to see what was going on.

That's what Luo Jun wants.

At the same time, Luo Jun also saw the young lady who got off the carriage. The woman looked to be in her eighteenth year, and her skin was as beautiful as she was.

At the end, there is the appearance of a sinking fish and a goose.

There are already a lot of sons and brothers around this woman, and it seems that the beauties are very cute when they go there.

These sons and ladies came out and saw Luo Jun's poor dress, and they all unconsciously showed a look of disdain in their eyes.

The noble lady also had a pale face, and she didn't have a good impression of Luo Jun.

Among the many sons, the leader was a son named An Zixuan, whose father was a minister under the Song Emperor. Emperor Song is now the king of the entire Yin World, so even if An Zixuan arrives in this Black Prison City, his status is extremely noble.

This An Zixuan is dressed in a dark color dress, and the whole person is indeed handsome and chic, and he is suave. He also had a white folding fan in his hand and a square scarf tied around his head. It's like that, it's that celebrity!

Moreover, his demeanor is also excellent. Said lightly: "What happened?"

His voice was faint, but extremely majestic.

The two family members immediately said respectfully: "Gongzi An, this poor scholar wants to break into the poetry club. ”

The surrounding ladies couldn't help snickering, and a woman said, "This poor scholar, do you think that anyone can come in here?"

Luo Jun heard so many ridicules, but his face did not change. Then, he waved at An Zixuan and said, "Gongzi An, hello." ”

"Do you know me?" An Zixuan was slightly surprised.

Luo Jun said: "I naturally don't know you, but just now they called you An Gongzi, so I shouted." ”

An Zixuan said: "Why did you want to break into our poetry club?"

Luo Jun said: "Gongzi An, you have a good question. If you say that you are a party of upper-class boys, then I, Lin, will turn around and leave. But if you say it's a poetry club, then I, Lin, still want to see the talent of your young lady. ”

The noble lady suddenly spoke, she smiled slightly, and said: "Lin Gongzi, it seems that you must be quite talented, otherwise you would not be so confident to participate in our poetry meeting, right?"

Luo Jun immediately politely replied, "Haven't you asked Miss Fang's name yet?"

The guards beside Miss Gui scolded: "My young lady's name is also worthy of being known by you?"

Luo Jun laughed and said, "I am a free person, not an inferior person. But you are a minion, you are inferior. I'm talking to Miss, how dare you, a minion, interject indiscriminately?"

The guard was furious.

Miss Nagui said lightly: "Agui, don't be rude!"

The guard didn't dare to ram the young lady, so he glared at Luo Jun hatefully, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Miss Gui smiled slightly and said, "Young Master Lin, I have no way to discipline you, let my subordinates collide with you, please bear with me." ”

Luo Jun said: "It's okay. ”

Miss Gui said, "My surname is Song, Song Ning!"

"Good name!" Luo Jun praised.

"Oh, what's so good about my name?" asked Song Ning with interest.

"If you are not indifferent, you will not be ambitious, and if you are not quiet, you will not be far-reaching. Luo Jun said: "How can this not be a good name." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Luo Jun wanted to admire his wit! He praised casually, and he knew where this girl was still asking for good. OK......

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and then went to experience Luo Jun's words carefully.

This sentence was said by Zhuge Liang, which has been passed down for thousands of years, an absolute classic, and the more you experience it, the more you will feel extraordinary and profound.

Song Ning's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but say, "Young Master Lin is talented!"

A young man immediately said: "I guess this poor scholar didn't know where he heard it, so he learned it and used it now, so it's not unusual." ”

Luo Jun smiled and said, "That son, you can also say something I heard from elsewhere." ”

The boy immediately blushed.

Song Ning said, "Then the son can say another one, right?"

Luo Jun smiled slightly and said, "I did hear that sentence just now from a sage, but this is a poetry club, so it doesn't make much sense to say this." ”

Song Ning said: "Since it is a poetry club, I want to know if Lin Gongzi can improvise a poem." Since you are a walking poet, you should be a great talent. ”

Everyone immediately started to compose a poem and asked Luo Jun to compose a poem.

These people may not have many lines of poetry, but the level of appreciation is still there.

They have already planned it, as long as Luo Jun doesn't say it so powerful, then they will laugh at it.

Song Ning looked at Luo Jun expectantly.

It seems that this girl really likes literati!

Luo Jun smiled slightly and said, "Since Miss is interested, then Lin will not disappoint Miss." ”

It is in such a simple place here that I dare to shout a young lady, otherwise, I would have been killed by the sun world.

Song Ning said: "Little sister is looking forward to it. ”

An Zixuan also looked at Luo Jun with interest.

Luo Jun then said: "Since you want to compose a poem, you have to have a topic, it's better to ......"

"It's better to take Miss Ning'er as the topic. An Zixuan said immediately.

"Damn!" Luo Jun secretly sighed in his heart, this guy looks docile and harmless, but he has a bad stomach! Lao Tzu is a master of copying poetry, can he stand up to such a question from you?

However, it seems that there are not many poems that describe beauty. Luo Jun immediately turned his brain. At this time, he naturally can't refuse and excuse himself, isn't that just cowardice.