At this time, the shopkeeper who was pouring wine for Pei Zonghao heard the poem in Pei Zonghao's mouth, and the whole person was instantly stunned, and in the wine jug that was always tilted, the wine kept slipping, and after filling the wine glass, it overflowed from the wine glass.

"The shopkeeper, spilled, spilled. The wine splashed Pei Zonghao's clothes, and Pei Zonghao opened his mouth and said to the shopkeeper.

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry! Childe, the concubine is out of shape for a while. The shopkeeper was awakened and found that he had wet Pei Zonghao's clothes.

"It's okay, just a little wet, it's okay. Pei Zonghao picked up the wine glass and drank it all again.

The shopkeeper recalled the poem that Pei Zonghao had just recited, "I have been walking back and forth, and I feel pity when I see Hanlian." ”

Suddenly, an inexplicable sadness made the shopkeeper can't help but tears slip from the corners of his eyes, in order not to let people see, the shopkeeper looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the tears.

"Yes, each of the girls here is a budding bud, and they are all white lotuses that come out of the mud and are not stained, they are all because of their humble backgrounds, and they can't help themselves. Hearing Pei Zonghao's poem, the shopkeeper thought of himself, once upon a time, she was also a budding lotus flower in the crowd.

"Childe, your poem is so well written, really. ”

"The concubine is proud of us, hundreds of girls who don't sell their bodies, thank you. The shopkeeper put down the wine jug, bowed slightly to Pei Zonghao, and gently lowered his head, and even changed his title, no longer calling Pei Zonghao a petty official.

"Hehe, I also made it up while I was in the wine, why do you need such a big gift from the shopkeeper, please hurry up. Pei Zonghao put down the wine glass and got up to help the shopkeeper up.

"Thank you, Childe. The shopkeeper still couldn't hold back, and another line of tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

After Pei Zonghao lifted the shopkeeper up, before he could sit down, he heard a crisp voice coming, "Which son on the rockery is so literate." I don't know if the son can appreciate his face, so he went to the little woman's side and sat down. ”

At this time, in the poetry meeting, sitting on Mu Feng Mingyue's right hand, a woman belonging to the queue of military generals' heirs opened her mouth and asked Pei Zonghao.

When Pei Zonghao heard the sound, a woman wearing a black tights and a black cloth belt on her head was looking at him. This woman is proud of her figure, and at a glance at her temperament, she knows that she is a practitioner with a high level of martial arts cultivation.

"Hehe, the girl has good ears, I didn't expect that you could hear the poems chanted from such a distance. ”

"I didn't have to have it in the past, I think I'm in a good position. Pei Zonghao smiled and refused the invitation of the woman in black.

"Presumptuous! Wuhou Chen Jinjia's palm pearl opened his mouth to invite, you still dare to refuse? Where did the country boy come from, so eyeless!"

"Sister Chen Ying, I think this kid really doesn't know how to lift, do you want me to find someone to drive him away?"

"Wang Jian, can you kid shut up, you have to take care of my business? Chen Ying was unhappy, and directly asked Wang Jian's hot face to stick to his cold buttocks.

This Dayu martial arts is prosperous, I didn't expect the woman to be so unrestrained, watching Chen Ying slap Wang Jian's head and face, many people immediately understood in their hearts that this Chen Ying must have fallen in love with the boy on the rockery.

This is joy descending from the sky, Wuhou Chen Jin, this is still the emperor just canonized, hussar general Chen Jin, two years ago the stars broke through, the achievement of the martial saint, the emperor Mu Feng Tianyang Longyan Dayue, specially named Wuhou. Chen Jin has no children under his knees, and his only daughter Chen Ying is naturally regarded as the pearl of the palm, and there has been a long queue of people who have come to propose marriage for many years, but none of them have made Chen Ying fall in love, this time Chen Ying actually took the initiative to invite Pei Zonghao. At this time, many people are thinking, "Where did this kid come from, it seems that this is going to ascend to the sky in one step, and the sparrow will fly on the branches and become a phoenix." ”

"Hey, are you not giving face? I called you over, and you still pushed back. Chen Ying saw Pei Zonghao's refusal, and felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"This woman, her status is humble, and she can't compare to you and other wealthy children, so it's better not to go. ”

"Hmph, you don't come, I'll go. Chen Ying got up, jumped on the spot, took off directly, flew to Pei Zonghao's side, and said to the shopkeeper on the side, "Come, give me a chair too." ”

The shopkeeper waved his hand lightly and motioned to the girl behind him to move the chair.

After a while, a chair was moved and placed next to Pei Zonghao's chair, and Chen Ying sat on it with such a swagger.

After sitting down, Chen Ying said downward, "You go on, just don't disturb me and this little minister." ”

Hearing Chen Ying's words, the vinegar jar in Wang Jian's heart was smashed to pieces, and a strong sour smell made his whole person sour.

"Princess, this Miss Chen's temperament is really unrestrained. At this time, Chen Renjie, who was sitting on Mu Feng Mingyue's right hand, said to Mu Feng Mingyue.

"Big brother, where did you say that the son on the rockery would be a person who cultivates immortals, looking at his majestic appearance, he should be noble, why have I never seen it before. ”

"I don't know, it must be a disciple of which sect. Chen Renjie replied.

"Alright, let's move on. Mu Feng Mingyue didn't focus on Pei Zonghao anymore, and opened her mouth to draw everyone's attention back.

"Continuing from the previous topic, let's continue, if there is any prince who can make a poem that this palace appreciates, this palace will give him this spirit bead. Mu Feng Mingyue stretched out his right hand, and at this time, Mu Feng Mingyue's right hand had an extra bead the size of a lychee.

The beads are very round, and you can see that there is a trace of aura in the beads that keeps swimming back and forth, and with the swimming of this thread of aura, there is a slow accumulation of aura around the beads.

This is the spirit bead, and the immortal cultivator takes it with him, which can increase the intake of spiritual energy. And mortals carry it with them, and the aura attracted by the beads can cleanse the mortal body and prolong life.

"Wow! Good baby! In our Dayu, only Her Royal Highness the princess can have such a big hand!"

"yes!

"Good stuff!"

“......”

Suddenly, there was a lot of voice in the poetry meeting, whispering in private, lamenting Mu Feng Mingyue's generosity, and at the same time discussing, who can take this kind of spiritual treasure in the end.

"Princess! I, I'll come first!" a loud voice muffled the noise in the poetry meeting, and at this time, Chen Renjie got up with an eager expression.

"Big brother, don't make trouble. I don't know your literary talent?" Mu Feng Mingyue knew that his eldest brother had a few catties and taels, and looking at Chen Renjie, Mu Feng Mingyue had a headache.

"What's wrong, I'm not good at writing, and I won't delay composing poetry!"

"Listen!" Chen Wenjie stretched out his hand and pointed to everyone in the poetry club, shook his head, picked up the wine glass on the table, and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

"Why am I drunk and singing, who am I to come, I am an immortal. Hold the wine fairy sword in his hand tightly, and kill the demon from a distance of thousands of miles. Chen Renjie held back for a long time, and finally made this smooth song.

"Good, good, good!" When Chen Renjie's poem was finished, Wang Jian took the lead in clapping.

"Good! good." Immediately afterwards, the people of this faction who belonged to the children of the military generals applauded one after another.

Chen Renjie, the son of Chen Chu, the general of Zhenguo, Chen Chu is ranked among the three dukes, the first of the military generals of Dayu, the entire court, in addition to the special identity of the side by side king, even if it is the general of Zhenbei Lu Zhenchen, the official position must be ranked below Chen Chu, so no matter how bad Chen Renjie's poems are, there are still people who compliment them.

At this time, although Chen Wenjie's poems were terrible, they still ushered in the praise of the children of military generals.

"Hahaha, what the hell is this. At this time, he covered his mouth and snickered at the children of Wenchen who were sitting, and mocked Chen Renjie's poems.

"What kind of poem is this? It's just a smooth mouth! Or I'll do a poem!" At this time, Zeng Pingping got up and ridiculed Chen Renjie in public.

Chen Renjie is not angry, this cheeky kung fu is thicker than the bend of the city wall, which is on par with his father Chen Chu.

Zeng Pingping walked out of his position, came to the open space in the middle of the poetry meeting, walked back and forth a few times, and knocked the folding fan in his hand on the palm of his left hand, "There is!"

"I think everyone knows that not long ago, the Yunchuan demon beasts attacked the city, and more than 800,000 soldiers of our human race died. I will use my human soldiers to sacrifice their lives to defend the land, and the spirit of the blood sprinkled on the clouds and rivers, and chant a poem. ”

Zeng Pingping spread the folding fan in his hand and shook it gently, "If you want to cry and hear the ghost scream, I cry and laugh." Sprinkle tears to sacrifice heroes, raise eyebrows and sword out of the sheath. ”

"Good!

"Good poetry!

"What a quatrain!"

As soon as Zeng Pingping's poem came out, the audience immediately boiled, and many generals applauded. For a while, Zeng Pingping was held by the stars and got carried away.

"Who is this person?" asked Pei Zonghao to Chen Ying, who was sitting beside him.

Chen Ying was also looking at the poetry meeting below, and when she heard Chen Renjie's poems before, Chen Ying couldn't help but smile. And now when she hears Zeng Pingping's poems, her teeth itch with hatred, after all, she belongs to the faction of the children of military generals, and the two factions of the court and the military are already incompatible, fighting openly and secretly, and even more so in private. At this time, Chen Ying saw Zeng Pingping in the limelight and gritted her teeth at Zeng Pingping.

"This man's name is Zeng Pingping, and he is the youngest son of Zeng Daxue. ”

"Zeng Daxue, Zeng Chenglin?" Pei Zonghao continued.

"Who is he if he is not? Since the death of the eldest son, the eldest bachelor has given birth to this younger son, and the treasure is terrible. ”

"Look at his virtue, he looks like a man pretending to be a woman, it really hurts the eyes of the old lady!" Pei Zonghao glanced at Chen Ying, the Miss Chen in front of him was like a flower and jade, and her figure was proud. But I really didn't expect that his temperament was really so unrestrained.

"Eh, don't you also compose poems? Come on, you must beat him!" Chen Ying turned her head, grabbed Pei Zonghao's left arm with both hands, and said excitedly.

"Well, forget it. In fact, my belly is shallow in Chinese, and I just made it up at random. Pei Zonghao knew that he had a few catties and a few taels, and he thought it was better not to go up and be embarrassed.