"Trigger quest points doubled!"

Ji Jing was in a agitated mood, and suddenly stopped throwing up.

His eyes widened violently, and he really wanted to come a few more batches of bandits, and suddenly raised the mission point to 1000 points.

However, this possibility is basically zero.

adjusted his mood and looked at the corpses all over the ground, Ji Jing had no intention of staying where he was, and returned to the carriage with a knife.

"Little Guizi, hit the road." Ji Jing shouted to Xiao Guizi.

"Drive!"

Xiao Guizi carried the carriage past the corpse and continued to move towards Dongshan County.

As for the corpses on the ground, the guards in the shadows will deal with them.

After more than half an hour, we finally arrived in Dongshan County.

Ji Jing first found an inn to settle down, and after eating and drinking, he took a comfortable bath, and then slept beautifully.

When I woke up, it was already Shen Shi (three or four o'clock in the afternoon).

After getting dressed, Ji Jing took Xiao Guizi to the street.

If it was before, Ji Jing had only one purpose, and that was Qinglou.

But now he didn't dare to go, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control the lack of hope in his heart, so he just went shopping and saw the local scenery.

Along the most lively street, Ji Jing strolled around and nibbled on snacks, so leisurely.

The days of not being the emperor are cool!

At this time, a poetry meeting was being held at the 'farewell kiosk' at the end of the street.

The protagonists of the poetry club are the five friends of Dongshan, all of whom are famous talents in Dongshan County.

Outside the pavilion, many literati stopped and watched with great interest.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Thousands of flowers, countless flowers, all of them are spring. ”

This is a poem from Wing Chun.

Zhou Yuanshan, the boss of the five friends of Dongshan, cranked the folding fan in his hand, looked at the wild flowers in the green grass outside the pavilion, and made a seven-word poem with affection.

As soon as the chant was finished, the other four friends immediately applauded!

"Good! Brother Yuanshan is really brilliant, and it is a good work when he comes it casually. ”

"Brother Yuanshan's reverse elegy is a masterpiece, and the younger brother admires it!"

"It's a 'purple and red are spring', wonderful!"

"Shame, shame."

In the face of the praise of the virtuous brothers, Zhou Yuanshan modestly hugged his fists, but the pride in his eyes was difficult to hide.

The onlookers heard the praise of the 'Four Friends', and carefully recalled Zhou Yuanshan's "Wing Chun".

I also think it's very wonderful, and the magic is in the last sentence, and they applauded one after another.

"Let's go over and take a look."

Hearing the applause from ahead, Ji Jing looked over and was a little interested.

There is excitement and does not look at the king eight.

It's really because Ji Jing feels bored.

A life without pursuit is really boring!

Ji Jing's biggest wish now is to gather a hundred dragon power pills, the golden gun will not fall, and then pick all the beauties in the world.

"Dongshan Five Friends Poetry Association."

"Poetry?"

See how good these literati are?

Ji Jing thought about it, and squeezed into the crowd of onlookers with Xiao Guizi.

Everyone was talking about Zhou Yuanshan's "Wing Chun", and many literati took out pens to record it.

Burst~~

After listening to Zhou Yuanshan's "Wing Chun", Ji Jing couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Yuanshan's "Wing Chun" has similarities with Zheng Banqiao's "Wing of Snow", but the last sentence is far-fetched and unsatisfactory.

said that it was a good poem, but it can only be said that they are shallow and praise each other.

Ji Jing's sudden laughter can be described as very abrupt, and there is a hint of ridicule when you hear it.

Hmmm-

Everyone's eyes converged on Ji Jing's face, and many people even showed anger in their eyes.

Ji Jing is disrespectful to the 'great writer' in their hearts!

Dongshan Wuyou is very famous in Dongshan County and is the object of worship of countless literati.

Zhou Yuanshan's eyes fell on Ji Jing's face, and from Ji Jing's dress and the little girl he carried, he could see that he was from a wealthy background.

But Zhou Yuanshan was not afraid, but deliberately humiliated Ji Jing.

The five friends of Dongshan have an average family background, and they have always been disdainful of the gentlemen.

"Is my song "Wing Chun" so unbearable to this young master?"

Zhou Yuanshan's eyes showed a provocative look, he clenched his fists at Ji Jing, and said lightly: "Then please ask this young master to make a song for me to enjoy and appreciate, so that I can wait for the readers to be convinced, how about it!" ”

"That's right! If you have the ability, you can also come to a song! ”

"Ignorant, does a gentleman know poetry?"

"Brother Yuanshan, don't pay attention to this kind of gentleman, what else can you do besides eating, drinking, and having fun?"

……

Everyone ridiculed Ji Jinglai, and the other four friends of the five friends of Dongshan also looked disdainful of Ji Jing.

"Master, or we ...... Walk...... Let's go. ”

Xiao Guizi pulled Ji Jing's sleeve and whispered with insufficient confidence.

Since following Ji Jing, Xiao Guizi has never seen his master do poetry.

The last time I wrote a poem to Bai Qiaoqiao, Xiao Guizi didn't see it.

In addition, even if he saw Xiao Guizi, he didn't know what he was writing, because he couldn't read big characters, let alone poetry.

"Let's go! Let this group of frogs at the bottom of the well see the talent of the master! ”

Looking at everyone's ridiculed and disdainful eyes, Ning Feng sneered disdainfully, looked at Zhou Yuanshan, and said proudly and loudly: "The poems you wrote are really not good!" Ye casually chanted to make you embarrassed and want to hang yourself. ”

"You!"

was slandered by Ji Jing like this, Zhou Yuanshan was furious, and he almost had to fight with Ji Jing.

The others also widened their eyes instantly, staring blankly at the arrogant Ji Jing.

Ji Jing was the first person who dared to slander Zhou Yuanshan like this!

"Good! I'm going to see how I can make the landless want to hang himself! Zhou Yuanshan stared at Ji Jing, his eyes glowing with anger and sneering.

"Listen up! The title of this poem is "Yongliu". ”

Ji Jing's eyes showed a proud look, looked at a willow tree full of young leaves outside the pavilion, and behind his hands, he said in a chic voice: "Jasper is made up of a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down." I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. ”

The reason why Ji Jing wants to fight poetry with Zhou Yuanshan is, on the one hand, to be bored and do something to pass the time.

The most important thing is to see if the task can be triggered, according to the urine nature of the system, there is a great possibility of triggering the task.

"Jasper is made up of a tree high, and ten thousand green silk threads hang down. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors......"

As Ji Jing finished chanting, the people who were still waiting to laugh at Ji Jing were all dumbfounded!

Ji Jing's poems are so good, so beautiful!

It's a masterpiece!

Although I haven't experienced it in detail, the words alone give people endless beauty.

"I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors."

This sentence is even more wonderful!

There is no harm if there is no comparison, and comparing Zhou Yuanshan's "Wing Chun" with Ji Jing's "Yongliu" is not a grade.

Even if Zhou Yuanshan's previous 'boutique' is compared with "Yongliu", it is far inferior.

"I ...... I lost ......"

Zhou Yuanshan whispered "Yongliu", his face became more and more pale, his eyes were gray, and his body trembled.

"Ding~~"

As Zhou Yuanshan admitted defeat, the sound of the system's dingdong sounded in Ji Jing's mind.