Disclaimer: The original novel, the fictional world, if there is any similarity, it is pure coincidence, and this book is a slow-burning type.

Rain!

Today's Lieyang capital city, there was a big rain, so that the land that was already lacking rain, get a trace of vitality, the people happily danced on the street, the whole country was happy at the same time, there was a person looking at the heavy rain but very melancholy.

The rain will eventually stop, but she is full of helplessness and unwillingness, in this gorgeous palace, it is like a cage that locks her.

"Lord County, Mr. Great's letter!" said a palace maid who bowed to Master Li.

"Quick, give it to me!" Master Li's helplessness and unwillingness suddenly disappeared, and he immediately stood up from his seat and looked at it.

"Come on, I want to bathe and change my clothes, go to see Your Majesty, I agree to the marriage!" After reading the letter, Master Li immediately smiled slightly and ordered to go down.

"No!" the maid bowed and reported to the king.

At this time, in the mountain behind the academy, in a bamboo house in the middle of a pond, a man and a woman were assembling something, and Wang Yao was lazily leaning on a bamboo and drinking a little wine and looking at a man and a woman, and Luo Bingyan gave Wang Yao an umbrella to protect against the sun, and asked: "Senior brother, does it really matter if you let the little junior sister agree to the marriage, and at the same time hold a drinking party and a martial arts poetry party as a condition for the competition?

"Bingyan, you just put a hundred and twenty hearts, don't disturb the old man in retreat! Everything is in my plan!" Wang Yao said with a confident face.

"Okay!" Luo Bingyan said.

At this time, a man and a woman also stopped assembling and said to Wang Yao: "Senior brother, the things are ready, you can take a look!"

"Xiao Qiao, the sixth brother, you sisters and brothers can do it! it's perfect!" Wang Yao said with a thumbs up after looking up and down.

"Senior brother, what does this gesture mean?" asked the sixth senior brother Chu Wentian, gesturing his thumb up.

"That means you're amazing, it's amazing!" Wang Yao explained.

Chu Wentian: "Hehe!"

Chu Ziqiao: "Senior brother, you asked me to make this ...... What is the use of a large perpetual motion mechanical watch cabinet?"

"This thing can show the direction of time, for example, if you want to cultivate tomorrow, you need to look at the sky to calculate, and with it, you will know how long it will be until the time of the child. Wang Yao looked at the three people who were full of curiosity and explained.

"This thing is so amazing? Then my brother and I are making some, and we will prepare one for the master and the other senior brothers. Chu Ziqiao said.

"Don't want this!" Wang Yao hurriedly stopped.

"Why is this?" Chu Ziqiao was full of questions?

"This cabinet watch, also known as Zhong Ye, is a gift to the King of the Burning Sun, don't give it to the master, wait for me to come back, give you a design drawing, they made a mechanical watch and give it to the master!" Wang Yao said with a grin.

"Gifts, bells, and ends, senior brother, you really know how to play!" Chu Wentian said with a cheap smile.

Chu Ziqiao: "......"

Luo Bingyan: "......"

"Okay, Sixth Brother, you can prepare, go to the royal banquet with me in the afternoon, Bingyan and Xiao Qiao, you can also go to the palace to accompany the little junior sister!" Wang Yao ordered.

"Do the third and fourth senior brothers want to be notified?" Chu Ziqiao asked.

"Of course, you have to inform, otherwise who will do the coolies and carry this bell to the palace!" Wang Yao said seriously.

Chu Ziqiao: "......"

Luo Bingyan: "......"

Chu Wentian: "......"

The county lord of Lieyang is a descendant of the Li family of the former Tang royal family, and is now the niece of Ao Lei, the king of Lieyang, the seventh disciple of the dean, and the emperor of the heavenly palace No one dares to say anything, but this county lord announced to the world that if he wants to marry, he will marry the world's first hero, and set up a big marriage competition, no matter who can win the poetry meeting, drinking party, and martial arts meeting in the competition held by her, the first person is his husband.

The Emperor of the Heavenly Palace Empire, Hua Ma, was very angry, he knew that this was the Yang conspiracy of Li Shishi, the lord of the Lieyang County, if he snatched it directly, he would definitely be said to be called himself, and in desperation, he had to let the Prime Minister of the Heavenly Palace Empire unite the talents of Tianhe, Mingyue, Yinmei, and Haotian to go to the Lieyang Kingdom to compete together, and at the same time let a large number of cultivators and troops in the Heavenly Palace secretly enter the Lieyang border from the Principality of Ace.

The palace belonged to the place where the emperor, his concubines, and his children lived during their lifetimes. According to the legend, there are 10,000 palaces in Ziwei Palace, the residence of the Jade Emperor, and the emperor built 9,999 and a half palaces in the Forbidden City in order not to surpass the gods. The emperor is the body of the extreme yang, so the palace is the yang house in feng shui.

In the more than 2,000 years of Huaxia history, hundreds of emperors have been produced, and almost every emperor has built large-scale, luxurious, and magnificent mausoleums, and these mausoleums have been built on Jijia soil and feng shui treasures. In the emperor's mind, both were equally important. In the minds of the world, it seems that they tend to pay more attention to the imperial palace and despise the imperial tombs. This is understandable.

From the perspective of historical research, the importance of the imperial tomb is not worse than that of the imperial palace, and it is even more valuable. An imperial palace that could be used by multiple emperors or even several dynasties.

At this time, Wang Yao looked at the palace of the scorching sun is no longer described as large-scale, luxurious, and magnificent, but the palace of the king of the scorching sun makes people feel like entering the fairy realm and the divine realm, and a large amount of heaven and earth vitality is used to form a fog to set off these tall buildings, which is really a waste.

Soon Wang Yao and his entourage's carriage stopped at Tianchengmen, and after handing over the gifts to the inner attendants, they found that many people left in frustration at the gate of a palace, Wang Yao was full of curiosity, and when he walked to the gate of the palace, he was stopped by a guard and said, "Who are you!"

I saw that the guard had a high-spirited face, an empty expression, and his eyes were full of disdain and pride.

Xie Te just wanted to reprimand him angrily, but was directly stopped by Wang Yao, Wang Yao immediately arched his hand and said: "I am Wang Yao of the academy, these are my junior disciples, civilization is here to participate in the banquet, and please let us pass!"

"Well said, well said!" the guard inside immediately put his hand flat and shook it up and down a few times, not paying the slightest attention to the frightened expression on the face of the guard beside him.

"Oh, I don't know how much the toll fee is for the eldest brother?" asked Wang Yao, looking at the guard who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"If you want to be a colt, you should pay at least three gold coins in the poll tax, or you will come back and forth. So many princes and nobles want to be concubines, and you untouchables dare to be delusional!" the guards didn't take Wang Yao in their eyes at all, and said angrily.

"What are you pulling my clothes for?" asked the guard strangely as another guard pulled his clothes.

"Mr. Three, Mr. Four, why are you here?" At this time, a man dressed in a gorgeous costume came over and bowed to Xie Te and Mencius and asked.

"I've seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, it's not like someone won't let me wait to enter, and I will be charged a poll tax!" Xie Te looked in the direction of the guard with a smile on his face.

At this time, the guard turned pale with fright, his face was like ashes, and his whole body trembled, but the prince's words made him go from hell to heaven at once.

"Who are you a thief, dare to collect the poll tax of the two gentlemen, come and take it for me, and behead it directly!" The prince angrily pointed at Wang Yao and Chu Wentiandao.

"???" Wang Yao suddenly looked confused, what is the situation!?

"???" Chu Wentian also had a question?

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ......" Meng Zixiu was just about to explain that this is my senior brother and sixth junior brother, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the prince's self-righteousness.

"Mr. Four, don't worry, this kind of thief is handed over to me, look at the knife" After the prince finished speaking, he pulled out the knife from the waist of the guard, and before he could wait for the prince to do something, he was knocked away by Chu Wentian with a palm The knife in the prince's hand.

Prince;" Bold!"

Lang-Yong-Kang: "Presumptuous!"

At this time, an old man came and directly interrupted the prince, and this old man was the first old master in the literary world of the Lieyang Kingdom, and he was also the prince's teacher.

"Teacher!" the prince saluted respectfully when he saw the old man.

"Mr. Big, you're all right!" the old man ignored the prince, but walked past the prince and said to Wang Yao.

"Have you seen Lang Lao, you also came to participate in my little sister's blind date competition?" Wang Yao said jokingly.

"Mr. Big, you are still as naughty as when you were a child, no wonder the dean often scolds you for being a rebel!" Lang Yong Kang also replied to Wang Yao.

Looking at Lang Yong-Kang's unhurried tone, Wang Yao was also full of embarrassment, and he didn't know what to say for a while, just like making a very unfunny cold joke, Master Lang-Yong-Kang, you will really talk about the sky to death!

"Third child, I'll leave it to you to deal with! Lang Lao and we will go in first!" Wang Yao helped the elderly Lang Yong Kang and the two junior disciples into the palace, and the arrogant guards who had just fainted directly.

At this time, at the suggestion of the prime minister of the Tiangong State, the wine poems were held together, Wang Yao and Lang Yong-Kang had just entered the palace when they heard a man say in a chapter: "The flowers are gorgeous and the flowers are unparalleled, the wine is drunk and the drunk will not be drunk, the beauty of the sky and the earth is not as beautiful as the county lord, his heart is not my heart." ”

"What bullshit poetry!" Wang Yao couldn't help laughing.

"Who is from that who dares to insult me!" said the man who had just made a chapter with an angry face.

"Senior brother, you're here, hehe!" Seeing that Wang Yao was coming, Master Li happily ran down from the high seat, took Wang Yao's hand and said.

Ahem!

A cough came from the main seat, Master Li immediately saluted Wang Yao and Lang-Yong-Kang, and then went to the high seat, Wang Yao just helped Lang-Yong-Kang to sit down, and heard the man who had a chapter in the exit said angrily: "Mr. Big, I don't know if the poems you say are bullshit, then you must have good poems, please!"

"Oh, I'll convince you, so be it!" Wang Yao said with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, his eyes full of confidence.

"Since you are participating in the county lord's blind date competition, please make a poem on behalf of the flower to praise femininity!" said the man with a lewd smile.

"Listen!" Wang Yao took a step forward and said: "The snow dance wind blows all things Xiao, only Mei Linghan is arrogant alone, colorful and undefeated, smiling at the spring breeze and leading the way." ”

The man who said "this ......" suddenly didn't know what to say, and slowly savored the charm of this poem in his mind.

"Mr. Big, it's not good for you to plagiarize! Plum blossoms are only owned by the Merlot Women's Country, and smiling at the spring breeze is a famous sentence written by the first female general of the Merlot Women's Country! Hmph!" When everyone was cheering for Wang Yao, a middle-aged man interrupted.

"I don't know, who is this?" asked Wang Yao politely.

"Mingyue Country, Xie Xuanji!" said the middle-aged man with a proud face.

"It turned out to be Mingyue Kingdom, everyone in the literary world, the fourth disciple of Mr. Meng, speaking of which, you are still the uncle of the fourth junior brother, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Wang Yao bowed to Xie Xuanji very politely and said, Wang Yao's attitude made people have the illusion of respecting this Xie Xuanji very much.

"Master Xie, that's right, I copied this poem!" Wang Yao's words were amazing, and when everyone was surprised, he then asked Xie Xuanji: "Dare to ask Master, do you know a person who is a poet, politician, and military strategist, surnamed Cao Mingcao, and Mengde?"

"Don't you know, do you have such a capable person?" Xie Xuanji was taken aback by Wang Yao's sudden sharp tone, and replied honestly.

"That's good, I'm going to copy a poem by this capable man, this poem is called "Watching the Sea"" Wang Yao picked up the wine jug and drank it in a big gulp, and threw the wine jug after drinking the wine and said loudly: "Listen! The water is surging, and the mountains and islands are sturging. The trees are overgrown and the grass is abundant. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are surging. The journey of the sun and the moon is like being out of it, and the stars are splendid, if it is out of it. Fortunately, even ya, the song is a song. ”

Even those Americans who didn't understand what poetry and song imprinted couldn't help but nod.

"Xie Xuanji, are you still satisfied with this first view of the sea?" Wang Yao supported the wine table in front of Xie Xuanji with both hands, and the whole person was almost face to face with Xie Xuanji.

"This ...... I ......" Xie Xuanji didn't know what to say for a while, and when the people around Xie Xuanji wanted to say something, Wang Yao left Xie Xuanji's table, picked up the wine of the sixth junior brother not far away, and said: "Then I am copying this Mr. Cao's song "Turtle Although Shou", listen well, although the turtle is long, there is still a time." Teng snake ride the fog, and eventually turn into ashes. Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambitions are thousands of miles. The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are strong. The period of profit and contraction is not only in the sky, but the blessing of recuperation can be eternal. Fortunately, even ya, the song is a song. ”

A pot of wine was drunk by Wang Yao again, and he walked in front of the prime minister of the Tiangong Empire and said with a smile: "I am copying Mr. Cao's poem "Bitter Cold Xing" and sending it to the prime minister: Go north to Taihang Mountain, it is difficult He Weiwei! The trees are gloomy, and the north wind is sad. The bear squatted at me, and the tiger and leopard cried in the middle of the road. There are few people in the valley, and the snow falls on He Feifei! Stretch your neck and sigh, and travel far away. My heart is so depressed that I want to return to the east. The bridge is deep in water, and the middle road is wandering. Confused and lost, there is no shelter in the twilight. The day of travel is far away, and the people and horses are hungry at the same time. Carry the bag to get paid, and the axe and ice are held as minc. The poems of the sad Dongshan make me mourn. ”

"Good poems! Mr. Great, there can be other works, the old man will write down this poem for you that can be passed down through the ages!" "Lang Yong-Kang, as the only literary master in the Lieyang Country, has been striving for the literature of the Lieyang Country, although he is the teacher of many people, including the crown prince, but no one knows that Lang Yong-Kang's ambition is to revitalize the literature of the Lieyang, but no one has been able to make poems that excite him, and now Wang Yao can make such wonderful poems, how can he not be happy, how can he not be excited.

"Old Lang, take it easy!" Wang Yao looked at Lang Yong-Kang who ran out and couldn't help but worry about this 80-year-old old master.

"Don't worry, the old man is strong, come and prepare pen and ink!" Lang Yong-Kang immediately said loudly.

"I don't know, what else do you want to say?" Wang Yao said to the people from other countries above the main hall, just watching them talk to each other, and they didn't know how to answer Wang Yao for a while.

"Since there is no poetry coming out, let's send a poem to someone here, Xue Luxing: But Han XXII, the sincerity is not good. Mu monkey and crown belt, know small and strong. He hesitated and did not dare to decide, because he hunted the king. Bai Hong is the sun, and he has also suffered first. The thief holds the authority of the country, kills the lord and destroys Yujing. Overthrew the emperor's foundation, and the temple was burned. Sowing more and more westward migration, crying and walking. The city of Zempolo, the micro-child is sad. After Wang Yao finished speaking, he sat in his seat.

At this time, most of the people present looked at Wang Yao who was drinking a little wine in Youzai, and Master Li's eyes were full of little stars, until Luo Bingyan and Chu Ziqiao appeared in the banquet in gorgeous clothes, except for Lang Yong-Kang, who was savoring these poems, and all the others looked at Luo Bingyan and Chu Ziqiao.

Luo Bingyan was originally very beautiful, but she didn't dress up much, but now she was grinded hard by Master Li, so she put on this custom-made clothes, wearing a red smoke and a long skirt lined with snow-white skin, noble temperament, and a phoenix hairpin on her head, very luxurious and atmospheric, coupled with her delicate and unparalleled appearance with light makeup, many people couldn't take their eyes off her.

And Chu Ziqiao is wearing a blue cloud brocade gauze skirt, although she is not as glamorous as Luo Bingyan, but she is also very beautiful.

Luo Bingyan walked quickly to Wang Yao, sat down beside Wang Yao and asked, "How much do you drink?"

Like a wife's concern for her husband, many people suddenly wanted to eat Wang Yao, and Wang Yao smiled: "It's not much, about ten catties, it's okay! You are very beautiful today! I like it!"

Luo Bingyan couldn't help blushing, and at this moment, a young man slammed the table.

——The future to be continued——

Author: I just came back from a business trip today, and I am very tired, because there is nothing that I have not saved, so I will write this much today, so please be considerate.