Hou Yichen naturally didn't believe his words, he was defeated by his opponent that day, all because the other party was really too well prepared, and the other party was the head of the southern students, although he was defeated, but today he thought that he would never lose to the opponent, and even humiliated the other party in a devastating way. Hou Yichen smiled indifferently and said: "I respect you for your age, I won't force you, if you can't fight, I won't humiliate you, I still have this self-cultivation." ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Don't you need to ask questions?" Why don't you ask Miss Ye to give us a question? ”

Hou Yichen said: "Naturally the best, Miss Ye, how about you give me a question?" What do you think of you being the judge? ”

Ye Aniu couldn't bear to look at Zhang Xiaowu, and persuaded in a low voice: "Prince Ximen, you can either forget about this matter." ”

Hou Yichen immediately said: "A gentleman is hard to chase after a horse, how can he just forget it?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Fighting poetry is fighting poetry, I'd rather lose than run away, you can solve the problem, Miss Ye." ”

Ye Aniu looked out and saw a swinger with a broken sword on his back, and suddenly had an idea in his heart, and slapped his face and said, "Then which ranger is the topic, how about it?" ”

Hou Yichen looked at the rangers in the distance with disdain, and pouted: "These rangers are just helpless and can only rely on the bold prodigals, is it worth writing about them in poetry?" ”

Ye Aniu said: "If you don't dare to compare, you can admit defeat." ”

Hou Yichen said: "For Miss Ye, why don't I think about it for a while?" Come on—Prince Simon, you come first. ”

Zhang Xiaowu scolded shamelessly, but then smiled slightly, waved his hand and shook his head: "I have a small poem, called "Chivalrous Travel", written about a ranger, and it is also my former self. ”

Ye Aniu was surprised: "You used to be a ranger? ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Yes, I used to be a ranger, but I was tired of fighting and killing." ”

Ye Aniu said: "What is the life of the ranger?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "The knife licks the blood, I don't know what to eat tomorrow today, I live arbitrarily if I have money, I am hungry if I don't have money, and occasionally I do some robber business, in short, I can live how I want, but I also live a sloppy and casual life, without direction." ”

Ye Aniu showed a yearning expression and said leisurely: "Actually, I also want to be a ranger, but I'm not allowed to do it." ”

Hou Yichen was angry on the side, and said in his heart, why are you two still kissing me and me, don't you write poems quickly, and immediately coughed and asked, "Prince Ximen, please." ”

Zhang Xiaowu immediately said: "Beidi Manhu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming."

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light.

After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.

Thousands of people galloped into the wooden city, and the Central Plains were shocked.

Thousands of strong men line, Xuanhe Dragon Capital.

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world.

Who can be reckless, Simon is only alive. ”

After saying that, Zhang Xiaowu got up and laughed, turned around and left, leaving Ye Aniu dumbfounded at the tall and majestic back, and Hou Yichen who was shocked in this poem.

Ye Aniu never thought that she would encounter such a chic and beautiful poem one day, she suddenly thought of who this poem was written about, and it was written by those heroes of the righteous army who looked to the north. She reacted immediately, saw Zhang Xiaowu step out of the store, and chased him out.

But Hou Yichen was still reminiscing about this poem, and after a long time, he finally reacted and exclaimed: "He is Ximen Xiaosheng who wrote "Ghost General"? He is Ximen Xiaosheng! That court prisoner? I actually saw him today? I actually fought poetry with him? I...... Idol! You wait, you wait! ”

Hou Yichen rushed out, but was stopped by the shopkeeper, and said with a stalk on his neck: "I said this son, you didn't give the tea money for this table, are you going to escape the order?" Let me tell you, although our store is small, our background is not small! ”

Hou Yichen couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly took out a piece of silver from his pocket and gave it to the shopkeeper, he turned around to continue chasing people, but was stopped by the shopkeeper.

Hou Yichen hurriedly said: "What are you doing?" Why do you want to stop me, isn't this silver enough for tea? ”

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I'm looking for your extra money, guest officer." ”

"No, I don't."

"No, I have to look for you."

"I said I didn't need to."

"I have to pay it back to you, I don't take advantage of you, see if the big brand is there? Integrity management! The shopkeeper patted his chest, "Our master is a reputable businessman with backbone, and he won't take advantage of you." ”

Hou Yichen was so angry that he pushed him away and chased him out, but there were still them around the street. Hou Yichen regretted it a lot, he really didn't know the gold and jade, if he had known who this Ximen Gongzi was, he would not have fought with him. It wasn't until this incident that he realized that it was impossible for Miss Ye to regard Ximen Xiaosheng as the person she wanted, after all, there was such a big age difference between the two, and she was just angry with herself.

"Well, it's annoying." Hou Yichen was embarrassed.

The shopkeeper chased him out, stuffed the broken silver into Hou Yichen's hand, pointed at him and said angrily: "Do you not trust me, are you insulting me?" Give me more money, and I won't want it!" You count, don't go if you don't count right, do you know or not? ”

Hou Yichen wanted to cry without tears, how could he meet such a dead-eyed guy.

Zhang Xiaowu didn't like to fight poetry with others, and secondly, he changed Li Bai's poems, which was not his talent, and he would only show more horses and feet if he stayed, so it was better to go in style, neither lose nor win, and leave a perfect back for them to reminisce. But I never expected that this Ye Aniu chased him out, his footsteps were not slow, and he actually grabbed his clothes.

"On the street, men and women, what kind of system do they pull and pull?" Zhang Xiaowu said busily.

Ye Aniu didn't let go, and said mischievously: "But I'm a woman dressed as a man, and I can't be considered a man or a woman." ”

Zhang Xiaowu widened his eyes and said: "It's because you dress up as a man, which will make others misunderstand that you and I have an abnormal male-male relationship. The thought of people saying that about me gives me goosebumps. As he spoke, he laughed at himself, thinking that he hadn't told a joke about his previous life for a long time, if he was a modern person, he would definitely understand the connotation, but it was a pity that he threw his eyes to the blind, Ye Aniu had never heard this kind of "idiom" at all, let alone understood the connotation.

Ye Aniu wondered for a long time, pondering the meaning, but he didn't let go of his clothes, and said strangely to himself: "What do you mean by these words?" I don't understand, what does it mean? ”

Zhang Xiaowu patted his forehead, sighed, and said in his heart, girl, you are so simple.