Mu Baishi frowned, he thought about it, shouldn't he be scolding himself with this?

Lu Zhanyuan couldn't bear it anymore, who was behind his back to ruin his reputation? He turned around and said angrily: "Who is it? Dare to slander me behind my back, my ......" He saw this person clearly, and his mouth suddenly stammered a little. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It turned out that the person who spoke was Pang Hui, not only was he far more famous than him, but he also gained fame, but he was not something he could provoke.

He didn't dare to say any more, and hurriedly stepped forward to apologize, with some sincere fear on his face, "It turns out that it was a huge person, this, this is a misunderstanding." ”

After Pang Hui came out of the palace, he entered the prison and served in the Taoist Academy, and is now the supervisor of Changde Mansion.

Mu Baishi also remembered who was in front of him, he thought of the matter of the Earth Gong God, and hurriedly said with a nervous feeling in his heart: "It turned out to be a huge person." This, this is my own family's business, counting, not outsiders can interfere. ”

Pang Hui saw the two of them bowing forward, and he was even more unhappy in his heart, glanced at Mu Baishi, and said: "Full of lies and confused." After saying these few words, he walked away without looking back.

He was originally a person who couldn't see these things, otherwise he wouldn't have come out of the palace in the first place.

If it weren't for Lu Zhanyuan being so arrogant, he wouldn't have stood up and said these words at all, but it was only a few words. Mu Pepsi is also good at saying this, but this matter is not his responsibility.

As soon as he left, the people who were still watching the play just now began to discuss and denounce, after all, Pang Yi has a great reputation in Changde, and the ladies in the crowd who denounced it still accounted for the majority.

Mu Baishi breathed a sigh of relief, he was really scared of the prison courtyard, and as for the surrounding condemnation, the blow to him was not as big as a slap in the face.

But Lu Zhanyuan cried with a sad face, Pang Hui said that he was a villain, which was a great blow to his reputation, especially if he had ambitions for officialdom in the future.

He was in a terrible mood and could not understand the events of the day. Thinking of Mu Baishi's promise to him, he became a benevolent person if he didn't succeed in the secret way, and he didn't care about his face, and threatened the old lady: "Old lady, what's the matter, are you still unwilling?"

How could the old lady be a person who was willing to be coerced, and he didn't look at him, and the eldest lady sneered: "Heh, do you dare to boast of a 'villain' like you and seize the leader of the poetry club?"

Lu Zhanyuan was furious, and he was still about to say, Mu Bai said in advance: "Enough." He saluted to the old lady, "Old lady, put aside today's matter for the time being, and wait for the leader of the poetry club to decide on it in three days." ”

He said that he was about to leave, and then Xun Yu, who had been watching for a long time, suddenly stood up, "Old lady, so the number of places in the house to participate in the poetry meeting is vacant, why don't you let me try it." "Xun Yu has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and the last time she used her divine sense to detect the conspiracy of the fourth lady and others, she had this idea, and now it is just happening.

Xun Yu's words attracted everyone's attention, but before the old lady could say it, Lu Zhanyuan sneered and said: "Ha, Yang Fuguo is no one, call a little girl to participate in the poetry meeting." He didn't recognize Xun Yu, but when he saw her sitting in a low place, he just thought it was some maid in the Yang Mansion, which was not worth it to him.

The old lady didn't seem to hear Lu Zhanyuan speak, and said respectfully to Xun Yu: "Since Shangjun wants to try his skills, I wish Shangjun a victory." ”

The old lady's name for Xun Yu startled Lu Zhanyuan. Shangjun is not called casually, if it is not in charge of the land of famous mountains and rivers, if it is not the Tianguan Star Boundary. Of course, there is another kind, which is recorded in ancient books, the name of qi practitioners in ancient times.

Of course, Lu Zhanyuan heard the rumors of the Yang Mansion's qi practitioners. He took a closer look and saw that Xun Yuhua's skirt was swaggering, her muscles were reflecting the glow, and her expression was indifferent.

This is the thirteenth layer of Xun Yu's qi training, and the performance of the aura is full.

Seeing in Lu Zhanyuan's eyes, he strengthened his thoughts, but at this time, it was already difficult to ride a tiger, and he said: "Qi practitioners practice every day to convince qi, or if they don't make alchemy and draw talismans, what time can they have to study the poems and texts? The more he thought about it, the more like this, it was recorded in ancient books that qi practitioners often practiced in the mountains, and they did not go down the mountain easily. It is to appear in the mortal world, mostly to find some herb alchemy, how can there be time to study these.

As soon as he thought about it like this, he felt full of confidence and followed Mu Baishi.

Leaving the crowd, Mu Baishi suddenly asked: "If you don't get this old woman's oil and salt, now you are tearing your face, if you can't seize the leader of the poetry club in three days, then this matter will be smashed." ”

Lu Zhanyuan looked confident: "Who can be as famous as me in this poetry club, only those few people from other provinces, but how do they know that the city god is interesting? Or I, a local, have a big chance of winning." "The poetry meeting is not only more than literary brilliance, this poetry meeting for the city god, who can win the first place, or depends on the city god's preferences.

Mu Baishi nodded, frowned and said, "And the qi practitioner, she also wants to participate in the poetry meeting." I've heard that a qi practitioner can't just look at her appearance, although she is fifteen or sixteen years old, she may be a few rounds older than an old woman in terms of age. ”

In Mu Baishi's eyes, whoever is older will have a higher level of knowledge, this is common sense, and he can't help but worry.

Lu Zhanyuan laughed, and said with a full spirit: "Those qi practitioners often practice in the mountains, and they practice for decades, where do they have time to chant poems against them, I am afraid that she will lose the election on the first day, even if she is lucky, it will be just the second day to continue to be embarrassed." ”

"And this poem is not based on who is older, but you have to pay attention to talent. Some people can go to high school at a young age, like Nawen Quxing and Pang ........." he said for a moment, gritted his teeth and continued: "There are still some old men with gray hair, but they still can't make a decent pair. ”

Seeing that Lu Zhanyuan was so confident, Mu Baishi nodded with satisfaction.

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On the other side, the old lady had already given Xun Yu the quota to participate in the poetry meeting, and sat there with a relieved look, looking relaxed.

The eldest lady and the third lady were a little worried, the two sat on the side, deliberately avoiding the fourth lady to discuss, the eldest lady said: "Shangjun went to participate in the poetry meeting, can this be done?"

"Since the lord is a qi practitioner, he must have some time to study the Book of Poetry. The third lady's face was quite calm, but when it came to Yang Miaoshi's safety, she still couldn't help but worry in her heart, and she looked restless, she said, "Why don't I ask." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the eldest lady to answer, he left his seat and walked to Xun Yu's side.

Xun Yu was scanning the departing Mu Baishi with his divine sense at this time, and happened to hear him arrange her age. Although she is three hundred years old, she is still in her prime among the monks, and she can even be said to be young, but Mu Baishi is not wrong to some extent, she is thinking of some way to rectify him.

At this time, the third lady came to her side and asked, "The lord studies the scriptures of poetry on weekdays, has he ever made any good works?"

"What is the Book of Poetry?" Xun Yu replied indifferently. She had only been in the Shinto Continent for a few days, and she hadn't read a book.