Hearing that Xia Yu was going to compose a poem, the rich young masters pointed at Xia Yu, revealing a contemptuous look (情qíng), and said, "You are a current person, can you still compose poems?"

The rich young masters have their eyes above the top, and they didn't even pay attention to Liang Guodong, let alone look at Xia Yu. They didn't notice just now that the poem written by Liang Guodong was told by Xia Yu, and they thought that Xia Yu was a subordinate who did rough work.

Subordinates, it is their duty to work, where do they know how to compose such an elegant thing (情qíng)?

Xia Yu said: "I stayed by the side of the second young master (body shēn), and I was influenced by the second young master, and I also knew a little about poetry and songs. ”

Liang Guotai didn't hate others when he looked at Xia Yu, he pointed at Xia Yu and shouted: "You dog minion, get out of the way, don't be an eyesore in front of (Chunchūn) Miss Lan." ”

Lan said, "No, just let him talk nonsense." ”

Lan's gaze, calm and surprised, looked at Xia Yu.

Xia Yu used the skills of Diwenxing to search in the library with the theme of autumn and found a tune.

Xia Yu cleared his throat and said loudly:

"Withered vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads west wind thin horses, sunset, broken intestines people at the end of the world. ”

A few old pedants were a little surprised, and said, "This is not right, is this a poem?"

Xia Yu smiled and said: "I said, I just said a few nonsense, I can't get into everyone's ears, there are offensive places, please forgive me." ”

The old scholars rubbed their beards and frowned, carefully pondering Xia Yu's song, and after pondering for a while, their eyes flashed brightly.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, although this poem by the little brother is not neat and wrong, it is a little different from the poems we usually see, but this charm is better than the ancient ones. ”

These old scholars are really knowledgeable, and they take knowledge as food, and there are a few of them who can be regarded as literary masters of Hengshan Kingdom, and they have stood in front of Xia Yu and made a deep bow to Xia Yu.

"The little brother is only eight years old, and I admire and admire him. ”

Liang Guotai and those rich young masters were unhappy, and shouted with glaring eyes: "What are you old things doing, who paid to hire you, forgot?"

The old scholars said: "Young master, this little brother's talent is indeed high, and we are ashamed of ourselves, ashamed of ourselves." ”

"Go down, go down!"

Liang Guotai and the rich young masters were so angry that they smoked and drove those old pedants away. How can an old pedant hired by his own family not be angry when he has fulfilled others?

Lan looked at Xia Yu and said, "In your strangely formatted poem, there is not a single word for autumn, but it is full of autumn's slaughter and desolation. The little woman thinks she is proficient in poetry and quite accomplished, and today she met her husband, which is really a small thing. Sir, please bow down to the little girl. ”

In the minds of Liang Guotai and other rich young masters, the (spring chūn) orchid like the queen of the iceberg actually bent down to worship a subordinate. Liang Guotai's superior and arrogant heart really can't accept such a reality.

A rich young master jumped up, pointed at Xia Yu, and shouted: "Manly man, you should lift the three-foot Qingfeng and make immortal achievements." Dancing and writing, playing a word game to compete for superiority, fell into the prestige of our men. ”

"Yes, yes, yes," someone next to him immediately responded, "Dancing knives and guns, and testing fists and feet, this is a real man." ”

"The martial arts world, strong

The one is respected, and there is a (fart pì) use for poetry, and the enemy is killed, and he doesn't have to talk with a knife or gun. ”

"The man who writes poems and lyrics, when he arrives on the battlefield and sees knives and guns, he can't be scared and cry?"

"It's the little white face that composes poetry. ”

"The second leaner is a poem. (Eryizi: refers to a person who is neither male nor female)

"The king wrote poetry. ”......

The rich young masters couldn't compare to Xia Yu in poetry, and they began to speak quickly, using all kinds of vicious words to abuse Xia Yu.

Xia Yu looked at the rich young master who was like a clown who jumped off the beam coldly, and said, "You came to the Liang family today as a guest, and you are guests." As for me, I am the second young master's entourage, and I can also say a few words on behalf of the master. If you don't like Wen and martial arts, I can accompany you. Swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, whips, hammers, sticks, sticks, sticks, crutches, shooting stars, whatever you want to play, you can choose!"

Xia Yu is challenging the rich young masters, the rich young masters are not good at poetry and songs, but they are very good at fighting. Listening to Xia Yu's words, they rolled up their arms and sleeves, and jumped (desire) to try.

When these rich young masters came to the Liang family, they all brought some entourage, and many of them were thugs, these thugs stood up and said: "Young master, kill chickens with a knife, clean up this monkey cub, it is enough for us to come forward, don't dirty the young master's hands." ”

The thugs under the rich young masters, hula, stood up more than 20 people, each of whom had a horizontal face (meat ròu), and was extremely vicious. Among these thugs, many of them are carrying murders, and they are the masters who have really killed people.

Liang Guodong saw that Xia Yu had offended the anger of the public, and persuaded Xia Yu to give in to everyone. After all, Liang Guodong has been a concubine for more than ten years, and in front of these menacing sisters-in-law, Liang Guodong still lacks confidence.

Xia Yu said: "Second Young Master, don't worry, I can afford to provoke this matter." ”

Liang Guodong also wanted to persuade Xia Yu to say a few words, but Lan said beside him: "Okay, since Mr. is both civil and military, you might as well try your martial arts with these people, and also open the eyes of the little girl." ”

Liang Guodong glanced at Lan with resentment, and thought to himself, Xia Yu has some kung fu, but these thugs under the rich young master are not eating white rice. In case there is a hard stubble hidden in it, which hurts Xia Yu, also slaps his face, and also loses the face of the Liang family, this matter today will be self-defeating.

However, there was no turning back when he opened the bow, Xia Yu promised to have a martial arts fight with those thugs, and it was too late for Liang Guodong to dissuade him.

More than 20 thugs came to the open ground outside the pavilion, noisy and noisy, all vying to be the first to play and fight against Xia Yu. What kind of dog (fart pì) poem Xia Yu wrote, stealing the limelight of his master, the thugs have long regarded Xia Yu as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, and they are not unhappy.

"Okay, don't make any noise," Xia Yufeng called out lightly, walked out of the pavilion, and walked in front of the thugs.

"Don't fight, let's go together, so that you don't have to say that I bullied the guests and lost the hospitality of the Liang family. ”

The thugs quieted down, looked at Xia Yu in surprise, and said, "What did you just say?"

Xia Yu slowed down his speech, word by word, clear and powerful, "I said, you go together." ”

The thugs are not personable gentlemen, and they will not be polite to Xia Yu. I heard that Xia Yu asked them to go together, and their faces showed a smug look (情qíng).

"Boy, you said it yourself, here (Yin yīn)

Cao Difu, don't shout injustice!"

Today, the young masters of the various families in Jiuyang City gathered at the Liang family to curry favor with Miss Lan, and they all heard the rumor that Wu Liangde wanted to choose a son-in-law for Miss Lan.

Marrying (春chūn) Miss Lan can not only hug the beauty, but also close to the big tree of Wu Liangde, and the young masters are itchy and scratchy.

Unexpectedly, Liang Guodong and Xia Yu suddenly came out and stole the limelight, making many young masters lose face.

In order to fight for the master, more than 20 thugs have made up their minds in their hearts, they must beat Xia Yu to death, so that those concubines and slaves can weigh their catties, don't want to eat swans (meat ròu).

The thugs shouted and rushed towards Xia Yu.

Xia Yu hugged his shoulders, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at those thugs. When the thugs rushed closer, the smile on Xia Yu's face disappeared, his eyes were sharp, his murderous aura was revealed, and he rushed forward against the thugs with lightning speed.

Xia Yu's fists were clenched tightly, and he hit the thugs. A thug with five big and three thick strokes was punched by Xia Yu in the stomach, and he immediately blushed, shrunk into a lobster, and fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

There was a thug who copied to the back to sneak attack Xia Yu, Xia Yu had long eyes in the back of his head, and he kicked back (body shēn) and kicked on the thug's sun (temple xué). The thug was like drinking two catties of old white dry, swaying and staggering, and he couldn't stand steadily.

At first, Liang Guodong was worried about Xia Yu, and (春chūn) Lan expressed doubts about Xia Yu. After Xia Yu let go of his hands and feet and did his best, Liang Guodong and Lan Lan, as well as everyone present, were stunned.

Looking at Xia Yu's demonic existence, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Xia Yu was like a vicious wolf, rushing into the flock, beating those thugs without the power to fight back.

These thugs are all martial artists, and most of them are cultivated in the Yuan Martial Realm or above, and a few have reached the Qi Martial Realm, bullying men and women in the Ping (日rì), which is very vicious.

In front of the honest and kind people, these thugs are evil wolves, and in front of Xia Yu, these thugs are like a group of live targets, let Xia Yu hit.

Xia Yu will never drag mud and water, and only use one move to deal with these thugs. Whether it is a fist or a kick, as long as it hits the thug's (body shēn), the thug immediately falls to the ground and loses the ability to fight.

The dozen thugs who rushed in front met Xia Yu, just like a corn stalk meeting a harvester, and fell a large piece.

The dozen thugs in the back were frightened, and hurriedly went to copy the guys, and took out weapons such as sticks and swords.

"You cheat, don't use weapons!" Liang Guodong shouted anxiously, wanting to step forward to stop these shameless thugs.

Lan stopped Liang Guodong beside him and said, "Second Young Master, don't worry, you're fine." ”

Lan was full of confidence in Xia Yu, but Liang Guodong was nervous and continued to watch.

In the face of those thugs with weapons, Xia Yu was also fearless, rushed forward, increased the force of his fists and feet, and hit hard.

Oh my God, those thugs were beaten away by Xia Yu, they really flew, flying all over the sky!

More than a dozen thugs with weapons in their hands blocked in front of Xia Yu, and they all flew in the blink of an eye. Some flew into the grass, some on the branches, and some into the gazebo.

On an open field, only Xia Yu was still standing.

(End of chapter)