It's a long story, but the battle is actually very short.

Everything came too suddenly, a group of people who ate melons only woke up at the moment when Yan Xiaolou was stabbed, and then the shouts started, the sound of gold and iron resonating was drumming, some people fell, blood was spilled, Qin Wenzhe and the others screamed in horror, except for Shangguan Miao, all of them were scattered.

Shangguan Miao pulled out the sword at his waist, glanced at the stumps scattered on the ground and the human head that was still rolling, and his stomach spasmed, but he was pressed down.

His heart was pounding, his hand holding the knife was trembling, and he tried to calm himself down, only to find that it was all in vain in the face of blood and lost lives.

"Eat it!" Fu Xiaoguan handed him a pill, he didn't hesitate, swallowed it in one gulp, and the three people on the opposite side tied their noses with cloth towels and rushed over with knives again.

Su Su's hand pulled the string again, but he didn't let it go, because a person fell from the sky.

Su Su's brows furrowed instantly, she stared at this person deadly, and then pulled seven strings at the same time.

It's all over the calf!

This is Susu's idea.

The senior brother is not here, so he and the third senior sister can't beat this old man.

Do you want to run?

Su Su firmly believed that with his light skills, he would definitely be able to run away if he wanted to run, not to mention that this old man probably also came to find Fu Xiaoguan.

The master said that if he saw that the situation was wrong, he had to retreat quickly, and the kind of head iron was generally short-lived, and he looked enthusiastic, but he was actually a fool.

That...... Do you want to run?

As soon as he ran away, Fu Xiaoguan was not the old man's general.

After eating so many rock sugar gourds from him, he hasn't bought me the osmanthus cake of Wuwei Zhai yet, and it seems a little unauthentic and not cost-effective to run away now.

Then don't run for a while. Let's fight a guy first.

She made up her mind, her eyebrows stretched, and the internal force in her body surged at this moment, and she saw that her hands were getting whiter and whiter, and then whiter than this moonlight.

Her face also lost its blood color at this moment, and it was as pale as paper.

Only this one blow has a chance!

Then the old man looked at Su Su, the floating dust in his hand fluttered lightly, and thousands of moonlights sprinkled down, enveloping Su Su in it, the brilliance on her hands faded, her face regained color, the strings she pulled loosened, but there was no sword shadow, just a few crisp sounds, as if the spring water was dingdong.

Fu Xiaoguan also stared at this old man, he was a eunuch!

"The miscellaneous family's surname is Wei, and he is based in Purple Mountain."

Fu Xiaoguan's heart was shocked, and he held a porcelain vase in his hand again.

"The Queen Mother wants to see the Shangyuan poem you wrote tonight, and sent our family, I don't know if Fu Gongzi has done it?"

The three of them were about to retreat, and with a wave of the floating dust in Gonggong Wei's hand, Fu Xiaoguan saw three silver filaments fly out, and the three of them collapsed on the ground with a wail.

"Haven't written it yet."

"Then write, the Queen Mother is in a hurry."

Fu Xiaoguan looked back at Su Su and said to her: "Tie up these people first, abolish martial arts, and I'll ask later." ”

Su Su pouted, and Shangguan Miao volunteered.

Fu Xiaoguan arched his hand to Gonggong Wei, "I'll write it now!" ”

"After the fight just now, will it affect Fu Gongzi's mood? Don't cope. ”

"It doesn't matter."

Fu Xiaoguan and the others came to the book case outside the Lanting Pavilion, and Shangguan Wen came out after correcting it, he was very sorry, this year's Shangyuan Poetry Conference obviously couldn't go on, but he didn't expect Fu Xiaoguan to seem to write a poem.

He hurriedly ran over, "I'll grind the ink, you brew for a while." ”

Gonggong Wei stood behind, his old eyes staring at Fu Xiaoguan's back, his face was as calm as water, and no one knew what he was thinking.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Su Su who came over, and asked, "Is it okay to watch the master?" ”

"Okay, what, do you know him?"

"I had the pleasure of seeing it once thirty years ago."

And then......

No more, the two of them said these two words.

Fu Xiaoguan picked up the pen, looked up at the bright moon, and lowered his head to put down the pen.

"Qingyu Case, Yuan Xi"

Shangguan Wenxiu was stunned, thinking that Taihe and the 20th year of the Wu Dynasty's great Confucian Wen Xingzhou also wrote a poem "Qingyu Case, Shangyuan" in this Lanting Collection, that word is engraved in the first column of the first column of the poem on the Thousand Monument Stone, Fu Xiaoguan is also going to make a Qingyu case tonight, this is to compare and compare?

He was a little worried, because after so many years, no one in the Yu Dynasty could shake that song!

Can Fu Xiaoguan do it?

At the same time, Dong Shulan and Qin Bing walked out, saw the scene here, and also gathered around.

"Qingyu Case, Yuan Xi" He wants to write words!

He wants to fight Wen Xingzhou!

Gonggong Wei was also quite curious, he had already heard the name of Fu Xiaoguan, had also read the book of a dream in the Red Mansion, and knew the song of the water tune, so could this rising literati leader of the Yu Dynasty show the style of Wen Xingzhou back then?

Then he frowned, the word ...... Compared with Wen Xingzhou, Firefly and Haoyue are roughly like this!!

He was very disappointed, thinking that this son was just a waste of fame.

Fu Xiaoguan dipped his pen and ink and continued to write, with a wave!

"Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind.

More blows down, stars like rain.

BMW carved cars are full of fragrance.

The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. ”

Shangguan Wenxiu was suddenly excited, and clenched his fists tightly.

Qin Bingzhong's hand holding his long beard trembled slightly, his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth in shock.

Dong Shulan covered her mouth and sighed, and her eyes were bent into a beautiful crescent moon.

Qin Wenzhe's gaze seemed to be nailed to the paper, and he couldn't leave it at all.

Su Su didn't know why, tilted his head and looked at it, feeling that it seemed to be very vivid.

When Gonggong Wei saw the strange appearance of everyone, he looked at it again, but his heart suddenly made waves.

It was as silent as the night of eternity.

Fu Xiaoguan didn't know it, he continued to write.

"Moth, snow willow, golden wisps.

The laughter is full of dark fragrance.

The crowd is looking for him thousands of times.

Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

Fu Xiaoguan straightened up, while everyone bent down.

Shangguan Wenxiu was so excited that he knew that a masterpiece was born!

This Qingyu case will definitely suppress Wen Xingzhou's Qingyu case!

A swan song for the ages!

How fortunate the old man is!

See the swan song of the ages again!

Qin Bingzhong's expression was no different from Shangguan Wenxiu's, he held his long beard with a wave of his hand, and he was full of spirit, as if he had returned to the youthful madness of the past.

"Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind.

More blown down, the stars are like rain.

BMW carved cars are full of fragrance.

The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

Moth snow willow golden wisps.

The laughter is full of dark fragrance.

The crowd is looking for him thousands of times.

Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

"Swan song, swan song! Dayu is lucky, Bingzhong is lucky, see this word...... Bingzhong dies without regrets! ”

Qin Bingzhong looked like crazy, and immediately attracted no math students.

Yan Xiaolou, who was lying on the table on the third floor, was about to get up when he heard this, but Su Rou said, "Don't move!" The wound has just been stitched up before the medicine is applied, and you have to lie down alive. ”

"I'm fine, it must be Fu Xiaoguan who has made a masterpiece, I have to go and see it!"

She seemed to forget the pain in her back, she really got up, and then stumbled, holding on to the wall and about to go down.

Su Rou sighed and shook her head, that guy, how many good women will be harmed!

With Su Rou's support, Yan Xiaolou came to the outside of Lanting Pavilion, and then saw the poem, and then stood still, lost his mind.

The crowd is looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, in the dim light!

Who is this he writing to?

I think it was written to Dong Shulan and Yu Wenyun.

They...... Really lucky!

I, I, why am I so a step or two late?

The tears in her eyes flowed down and fell on the paper, rendering a little ink, and Gonggong Wei reached out and grabbed the paper in his hand, "The miscellaneous family has to go back to the palace to pay for it." ”

He looked up at Fu Xiaoguan, "You, very good!" ”

He turned to look at Su Su: "The so-called qin sword is a sword played by rubbing love in the piano." You don't know yet, so it's hard to make a sword! ”

He got up and flew up, disappearing into the bright moonlight.

Shangguan Wenxiu was shocked and shouted to the sky: "You old eunuch, return my poems!" ”

Qin Bingzhong walked to the front of the case, raised his pen in high spirits, and rewrote this poem.

"Brother Shangguan, this word is already in your heart and mine, even if he takes it, what does it matter."

"And ...... next?"

"Let's go to the second floor."

"Good!"

……

"She needs to rest." Su Rou said to Fu Xiaoguan.

Fu Xiaoguan looked at Yan Xiaolou's pear blossom with rain and felt a little distressed, he walked two steps to Yan Xiaolou's side, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve pocket, wiped the tears on her face for her, but what he thought about was Yan Xiaolou's obscene pants...... But still in his room, is this still or not?

Yan Xiaolou didn't know what Fu Xiaoguan was thinking, she was very happy at the moment, because Fu Xiaoguan wiped her tears.

"You silly girl......!"

On the third floor of the Lan Ting Court.

Yan Xiaolou obediently lay on the table, and Fu Xiaoguan stood beside her.

Of course, she also has Dong Shulan, Su Su, and Su Rou by her side.

There was no sound at the moment, but Yan Xiaolou's face was filled with a smile.

He said I was a stupid girl, and I wasn't stupid, but I didn't think much about it at the time.

Dong Shulan took Yan Xiaolou's hand and patted it gently, she didn't say anything, she knew that Yan Xiaolou saved Fu Xiaoguan's life at that moment, and it was enough for everything.

Su Su was thinking about Gonggong Wei's words: You don't know yet, so it's difficult to come out with a sword!

Didn't I come out with a sword?

Didn't the master say that?

Is it possible that he still understands the piano and sword?

Su Rou understood the meaning of that sentence, and the master asked Su Su to come out of the view, but I was afraid that she would come to this red dust to find that love word and achieve Su Su's piano sword.

Qin Wenzhe and the others were all outside the door of Lanting Pavilion, because of Fu Xiaoguan's poem, those students who originally wanted to denounce Fei An all gathered here, and they seemed to understand that it was Shangyuan tonight, and the purpose of their coming was to compose that poem.

It's just that after listening to Fu Xiaoguan's poem "Qingyu Case, Yuan Xi", these tens of thousands of students were all silent, and none of them went to the book case.

How is this written?

I can't write about this anymore!

"Therefore, he is the best in the world!"

"Therefore, he will suppress Wen Xingzhou's poem."

"So, a night of fish and dragon dancing is what it looks like tonight......!"