Wang Yingqiu pressed her hand down and made a silent gesture.

The reason why she took over Wuxian Yuan at that time was that the owner of Wuxian Yuan needed to deal with literati and ink writers, and women were more suitable, and there were few female disciples in the pavilion, so she was arranged to come over.

The second is that she herself is also quite fond of poetry, and if she hears a good poem, she can be happy for a long time.

She didn't want to know about Jing Zhe and Chen Jiannan's personal grievances, and she didn't bother to understand them.

When everyone was quiet, she looked at Jing Zhe again and said in a cold voice: "Gongzi can call me the master of the garden, not the owner of the garden!" ”

Wang Yingqiu still cares very much about this title.

Old lady, this is no fairy garden, and it is not a fragrance garden, isn't this shouting when I am the same as the old bustard in the fragrance garden?

Jing Zhe nodded and said seriously: "Okay, garden master." ”

“……”

Don't get angry, don't get angry ...

Wang Yingqiu comforted herself in her heart, she also knew that the prince of Jin and the three princes of Nanqi were watching from the second floor, and there could be no moths at this time.

Then he changed the topic: "I heard that the son is the son of Ah Kun who made the words of spring water?" ”

"Aang."

"When the slave family first heard the word spring water, they were attracted by the beautiful words and artistic conception in this word.

Even though he was scolded by Jing Zhe twice, Wang Yingqiu's words were not false at all, as a poetry lover, the awe of the strong is from the heart.

"Well, I envy the owner's vision."

Jing Zhe nodded and said.

“……”

Qingqiu turned his body to the side of no one, his shoulders shaking.

Wang Yingqiu promised that if it weren't for so many people in front of her, she would definitely slap him away!

Do you understand modesty? Do you know how to face?

But I consoled myself that talented people behave strangely, understandable, understandable ...

When I thought about it, I calmed down.

"I heard that Ah Kun Gongzi can only compose lyrics if he drinks good wine?"

"Yes."

"It just so happens that there are some good wines brewed in our pavilion in Wuxian Garden, Ah Kun Gongzi can taste them?"

"Okay."

Seeing that Jing Zhe agreed, Wang Yingqiu clapped his hands, and soon, the guy came over with a pot of wine and poured a glass in front of Jing Zhe.

All of a sudden, the aroma of wine overflows!

"What a fragrant wine!"

"It's worthy of being a good wine brewed by Wuxian Pavilion!"

"If you can taste such a good wine, how can you not make a good word?"

Saying this, everyone began to envy Jing Zhe.

Smelling the aroma of wine, Jing Zhe frowned slightly.

He didn't have to taste it, he knew it was good.

But he could not say that the wine was good.

He is still angry about Qingqiu's "robbing" of his silver, and he doesn't have much affection for her friend Wang Yingqiu, so he choked her a few words in a row.

But he won't say that people are not good at drinking for this reason!

The reason for this is that it is for the sake of spirits, and if it is now admitted that their wine is good, how can he sell his spirits?

"Ah Kun Gongzi, try it!"

Wang Yingqiu's words brought Jing Zhe back to reality, took a sip of the wine cup, and then put it down.

"How?"

"Not good."

Seeing that Wang Yingqiu's face gradually darkened, he immediately said: "It's not that this wine is bad, but if I write the lyrics, there must be strong wine, the wine is not strong, and the words can't be written!" ”

"That means that Ah Kun Gongzi can't make words?"

"Without spirits, you can't make it."

Jing Zhe said confidently.

"Huh."

Liquor?

It's not nothing, but it's all in the palace!

If you can't drink it for the rest of your life, then don't write lyrics!

I thought he was a genius, but I didn't expect to be a liar! No wonder you talk so weirdly!

Wang Yingqiu sneered and stopped looking at him.

How could Chen Jiannan, who had been depressed since being scolded by Jing Zhe, miss this opportunity?

immediately jumped out, pointed at Jing Zhe and said, "See what I'm talking about?" He's just a liar, he can't do it himself, and he blames the wine for not being good! I don't think he copied the spring water word before! ”

Everyone nodded frequently, agreeing with him very much.

In an instant, Jing Zhe was like a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouted and beat him.

Qingqiu glanced at him with some concern, although the contact time was not long, she always felt that he was not that kind of person, but why didn't he refute it?

But the person concerned, Jing Zhe, was not affected at all, but wanted to laugh a little: The happier you are now, the more painful your face will be when you wait!

……

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you!"

Although Wang Yingqiu hated Jing Zhe, it was not her style to fall into the well or sneer, so she pulled Qingqiu out.

"This is the first disciple of Qingyun Sect, Qingqiu!"

When she finished her introduction, there was a brief silence in the hall.

Then, the whole house was shocked.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Who is Qingqiu?

That was the first disciple of the Qingyun Sect, the head of the four major sects, and he was once the youngest first disciple of the four major sects, although this record was later broken by the Kunlun Mirror, but no one underestimated it.

And she is the same as Kunlun Mirror, there are few opponents in the younger generation, and what is even more amazing is that they are not only powerful in kung fu, but also beautiful in appearance, and are known as "Yunjing Shuangjiao".

I have only heard their legends on weekdays, but how can I not be excited to see one of the two Jiaojiao today?

Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Wang Yingqiu smiled again: "Qingqiu usually runs around the rivers and lakes, and has never participated in activities such as poetry meetings. ”

"Good!"

The crowd shouted.

"Of course, since it was Yingqiu's proposal, it is naturally indispensable to have a lottery."

As he spoke, he pointed to the wine pot that had poured Jing Zhe just now, "It's better like this, if anyone writes the best poems, this pot of wine will be given to him to drink with Qingqiu, what do you think?" ”

"Good!"

"Don't say much, let's start!"

Wang Yingqiu pulled Qingqiu back, left the stage to the scholars in the hall, watched them rub their hands, their morale was high, and they smiled at Qingqiu in a low voice: "Look what my sister is talking about?" When you show up, how happy are they? Perhaps, I can really hear a few good poems today! ”

Qingqiu nodded lightly and looked to the side, not knowing what he was thinking.

Next, the readers in the hall took turns to appear.

Holding a folding fan in his hand, he shook his head and shook his head, looking like he was in trouble, but the poems he made made were really flattering.

"Tingting is long and graceful.

The long hair is fluttering and swinging, and the light smile whispers unparalleled in the world. ”

Jing Zhe almost didn't laugh out loud after hearing this, what kind of fairy genius is this? Oiled, right?

may also know that he only has the life of hot field and soy sauce, and the quality of the poems written by the scholars in the back is not much different from the first limerick poem, which makes people drowsy when they listen to it.

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