Ye Qingchen's words instantly made the banquet scene silent.

And Ye Qingchen had already walked outside.

He has a tall back and is fearless.

"Senior brother, wait for me. ”

Zhuang Shisan, who was drunk, hurriedly followed.

It wasn't until this moment that everyone reacted, and they also left the house with Ye Qingchen.

Outside the mansion, there were indeed hundreds of people gathered at this time, Ye Qingchen glanced at it, the crowd surged, and they were all hostile to themselves, if they really started a fight, they must not be trampled to death by random feet?

As Ye Qingchen appeared, the noisy crowd outside was strangely quiet, and the full house of guests who followed behind was also very quiet.

Ye Qingchen stood with his hands in his hands, his temperament was elegant, like a young man who was not stained with dust, and said with a light smile: "I am Ye Qingchen, who has a marriage contract with Wang Xiaoxiao, and here, solemnly accept everyone's review." ”

"You are a foreigner who wants to marry the goddess of our Yancheng, this is absolutely impossible, we don't agree. ”

In the crowd, someone suddenly shouted.

"Yes, I don't agree. ”

"Wang Xiaoxiao is mine. ”

Ye Qingchen sighed secretly, is this a group of secondary two teenagers?

He opened his mouth faintly and said, "Regarding the issue of my marriage contract with Wang Xiaoxiao, it is useless for you to make a mess, it is better for you to send someone out, and we can talk about it." ”

"I'll come. ”

Ahead, a young man in white walked out.

This young man is also a beautiful man.

However, as soon as he stood in front of Ye Qingchen, his appearance was instantly turned into slag by Ye Qingchen in seconds, and it was bleak.

"You say. Ye Qingchen was very calm.

As long as these people don't do anything and play tricks, Ye Qingchen can beat these hundreds of people.

"Good. The white-clothed young man said solemnly: "Ye Qingchen, I admit that you are indeed rich and handsome, but our goddess Wang of Yancheng smiled, it's not that you can marry if you want to, if we all don't agree, you won't succeed." ”

"This benevolent brother, I'd rather destroy ten temples than break up a marriage, and be virtuous, not to mention, if you can succeed in playing a scoundrel, you still need to run to the gate with a group of rabble to make trouble?"

Ye Qingchenyun's words were light-hearted, which instantly made the young man in white turn slightly pale, and it was difficult to refute.

"Go back, study hard, cultivate hard, and play a scoundrel with no future. ”

Ye Qingchen waved his hand.

The young man in white had an ugly face, turned around and left quickly.

"Senior Brother Ye of Wuji Gate, I heard that you are so talented, I am a little unconvinced. ”

After the young man in white left, another person walked out of the crowd.

This person is mediocre, but after he walked out, it caused a small sensation.

"Senior brother, this person's name is Li Erbai, and he is recognized as the number one talent in Yancheng, beware. ”

Zhuang 13 reminded in a low voice.

Ye Qingchen nodded slightly, not taking it to heart.

What kind of first talent can compare to the nine-year compulsory education in his previous life?

"Brother Li, do you have any advice?"

Ye Qingchen looked at Li Erbai.

Li Erbai stood in front of Ye Qingchen, and after bowing decently, he said: "Don't hide it from Senior Brother Ye, I have heard about some of your deeds in Wujimen, but it is vain, so I really want to compete with you in the next game." ”

"Let's talk about it first. Ye Qingchen asked with a smile.

"I am a scholar, naturally compare poetry with you, it is rumored that Senior Brother Ye has attracted the holy spirit of literature and Taoism, and his talent is world-famous, today I will refer to a thing or a person at will, if Senior Brother Ye can compose poems on the spot, and can be convincing, I promise, on the day of your marriage to Wang Xiaoxiao in the future, if anyone dares to make trouble, I Li Erbai will be the first to rush to the front to clear the obstacles. ”

Li Erbai said very seriously.

"Okay. ”

Ye Qingchen agreed neatly.

Li Erbai saw Ye Qingchen agree, and immediately looked happy.

And Wang Yu and others in the palace were worried.

Li Erbai randomly pointed out a thing to Ye Qingchen to compose a poem, this has to be made, and it is very difficult to be convincing.

"Senior Brother Ye, are you ready? If you are ready, then I will come up with a question, and I will have a stick of incense for a limited time. ”

Li Erbai stared at Ye Qingchen.

"Please ask. Ye Qingchen's expression was calm.

"Okay. Li Erbai looked around, his eyes fell on Wang Xiaoxiao, and said, "Then ask Senior Brother Ye to write a poem praising the goddess Wang Xiaoxiao in a stick of incense." ”

Wow.

The crowd instantly became agitated.

This question is a bit sinister.

If Ye Qingchen does not make a good poem in the end, it will inevitably cause Wang Xiaoxiao to question Ye Qingchen, or have some negative feelings.

But for Ye Qingchen, this is simply pediatric.

"Xiaoxiao is already gorgeous, why do you need a stick of incense to write poems that praise Xiaoxiao?"

Ye Qingchen smiled and spoke.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was surprised and hesitated.

Wang Xiaoxiao was full of expectation.

Immediately afterwards, everyone couldn't help but quiet down when they saw Ye Qingchen taking a deep breath.

In an instant, Ye Qingchen slowly spoke: "There are beautiful women in the south, peerless and independent. One look at the city, and then look at the country. ”

This is a poem that Ye Qingchen read in his previous life, and he changed the original poem 'There are beautiful women in the north' to 'There are beautiful women in the south', because Wang Xiaoxiao is a southerner in Dahuang Prefecture.

As soon as this poem came out, many readers at the scene read it over and over again in a low voice, and the more they tasted it, the more frightened they became.

And just when everyone was inadvertent, above the nine heavens, there was a Wendao holy qi that suddenly fell, sprinkled on Ye Qingchen's body.

Ye Qingchen was instantly transcendent and sanctified by the holy aura of Wendao, peerless.

"Hey, this son is too rebellious, and the poetry is the best in the past. ”

"Is this the Holy Qi of Wendao?"

"Fang Cai's poem will surely become a classic through the ages. ”

"Write a poem at will, you can attract the holy spirit of literature and Taoism, Li Erbai and such a peerless Tianjiao Jiebi, it is simply not known how thick the sky is. ”

At the scene, the sound of gasping came and went, and the advent of Wendao's holy qi immediately pushed the atmosphere to its peak.

Wang Xiaoxiao was also excited and her pretty face flushed.

There are beautiful women in the south, peerless and independent.

One look at the city, and then look at the country.

This poem made her heart flutter and her heart beat wildly.

In Ye Qingchen's heart, did he really turn sentient beings upside down like this?

"Big brother cow pi. ”

Zhuang 13 gave a thumbs up.

Ye Qingchen smiled, and immediately secretly absorbed all the falling Wendao Holy Qi, and then, Ye Qingchen looked at Li Erbai: "Brother Li, how is it?"

Li Erbai's face was really white now, and his eyes were shocked and saluted respectfully: "Senior Brother Ye is really talented, I admire it." ”

"Accept and concede, little Doyle!"

Ye Qingchen clenched his fists slightly, very humble.

This humble attitude made Li Erbai even more ashamed, but deep down in Li Erbai's heart, he still had thoughts: "Senior Brother Ye, isn't this poem something you have thought about a long time ago?"

"If you have doubts, you might as well point to one more thing, and then I will write another poem. Ye Qingchen smiled.

He just lacked the Dao Holy Qi to refine the chaotic spiritual power, and he didn't mind bringing it down more, killing two birds with one stone.

"Senior Brother Ye, that... Can you write a poem with a sword?"

Li Erbai asked cautiously.

"I'll try. Ye Qingchen thought for a few seconds, and then slowly spoke: "The three-foot elf spits light at night, and I have heard that the sky turns into a dragon flying. The daughter fell into the hands of heroes, and there was constant right and wrong in the world. ”

"Good, good poetry. Wang Yu's eyes were bright, and he shouted excitedly.

Ye Qingchen's eardrums buzzed, and he was taken aback, your uncle, it's okay, it's okay to make a fuss so loudly?