Although the friends around Li Mi are not crooked melons and cracked dates, but one or two are not very normal, Zhen Mi is very beautiful, but he is as indifferent as an iceberg, his eyes can kill, Zhang Huangting is male and female, and he is enchanting in his heroic spirit, although Suo Changsheng looks like a ruffian, he is a murderous and invisible Gu master.

It is a red-haired ghost like Emmanuel, like other red-haired ghosts, with a beard, a tall body, and a strong body odor, but as a cult leader, it seems to have its own evil aura, just one glance, it will be like a demon and emit black gas.

Although Li Mi's appearance is not as ugly as Zhao Guangling's all day long, and he is even handsome, he has a depth and stability beyond his age, and even has a little bit of anger and self-authority, so he is not a normal person at all.

If you insist on picking one, maybe the autumn and winter girls are in line with some, after all, Wu Weizhong's mansion has been a maid, she understands the rules and is considerate, and she is also good at observing words and feelings, and she is not afraid of being embarrassed when she takes it.

Zhao Guangling's original intention was to take Li Mi over, but he didn't expect Li Mi to bring all his friends, and even Qin Liangyu had to join in the fun!

Zhao Guangling froze on the spot, as he said earlier, if you clean and clean, you can still take it out, but the problem is that these people don't clean at all!

Except for Qiu Dong and Zhang Huangting, the rest of the people either have splints on their legs or bandages on their heads, no wonder Zhao Guangling feels that he is begging along the street with his family!

Such a team, brought to participate in the Tiger Hill Poetry Club, is simply insulting, I'm afraid that you won't even be able to enter the door, and others won't think that you are here to compete in poetry, but you are here to kick the hall!

Although Zhen Mi's eyes were full of murderous anger, Zhao Guangling still smiled at Li Mi with an embarrassed smile: "Li Mi, you see, people only invite me, I thought about taking care of my brother, so I took you there, but this ...... I think I'd better go by myself......"

Li Mi didn't want to go to any poetry club, it was Zhao Guangling who was stalking, he couldn't resist it, so he agreed, and when Zhen Mi and others mentioned it, he readily agreed, just to force Zhao Guangling not to let him go, so everyone didn't clean it up.

Hearing Zhao Guangling say this, Li Mi was also satisfied, and was about to get off the donkey and let Zhao Guangling slip away by himself, who knew that Zhen Mi stared at Zhao Guangling with micron eyes.

"Zhao Gongzi didn't say that yesterday, yesterday he was clearly pestering Li Mi, no matter how he had to accompany you, today he changed his mind and wanted to go by himself, don't you Zhao Gongzi dislike me and wait for you to be embarrassed!"

Although Zhao Guangling is not afraid of heaven and earth, but in the face of a female devil like Zhen Mi, it is ten or eight Zhao Guangling horizontal and vertical is also a knife, where does he dare to provoke Zhen Mi!

couldn't provoke Zhen Mi, Zhao Guangling had no choice but to glare at Li Mi angrily, squeezing his eyebrows and hinting that Li Mi came to the rescue, and Li Mi really didn't want to go, so he turned his head to look at Zhen Mi.

Zhen Mi glanced at Li Mi and said indifferently: "I want to see the poetry meeting." ”

When Li Mi heard this, his face also changed, and he snorted coldly: "This kind of noisy thing is all a grand event of bullshit literati who are disease-free* pretending, selling fame and reputation, and a celebration of those who deceive the world and steal fame, and it is fortunate not to see it!" ”

As soon as Li Mi said this, Zhao Guangling also breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that Li Mi was still on his side, and he didn't let Zhen Mi stop in the end, it was really enough for the masters!

Zhao Guangling secretly gave a thumbs up and snickered at Li Mi, but the thumb was quickly pinched by Li Mi!

"However, how can people not believe their words, and say that they want to accompany you, even if they go to the soup and fire, they also want to go!"

Zhao Guangling almost fell headlong, his face twitched, and he said in his heart that you Li Mi really had no eggs, but he forgot that he was forced to retreat by Zhen Mi with a look.

"Zhen Mi Niangniang said to go to the poetry meeting, let's naturally go to the poetry meeting, what do you think?" Li Mi looked like a sycophant and asked the little companions behind him.

Zhang Huangting and the others couldn't help snickering, and even Zhen Mi was a little proud, if it weren't for the public, maybe they would pinch Li Mi's face and scold him coquettishly for being dead.

Suo Changsheng is a hanger, and he was born in the market, he is a poor child, and he is most unaccustomed to the rich and noble, not to mention that Zhao Guangling is such an unspeakable person, even if he agrees.

"Exactly, Zhen Mi Niangniang said that she wanted to watch the poetry meeting, so we naturally want to accompany us to the end, is it possible that like Zhao Gongzi, he really dislikes us?"

Zhao Guangling has seen Suo Changsheng's ability with his own eyes, this young man is pale, and he looks like he is overindulged in kidney yin deficiency all day long, but killing people is even more terrifying than Zhen Mi.

Zhen Mi is still a clear knife and a gun, a knife is a knife, but he can kill people for eternity, people are still alive, but his body is full of maggots, he can't survive and die, that's the real living Hades!

Zhao Guangling really regretted it at this time, and the people here could only bully the autumn and winter girls, and he couldn't afford to provoke any of the remaining ones, so he would have quietly touched himself if he had known, why provoke Li Mi's gang of mourning stars, hey!

But now, Zhao Guangling can't be angry, so he can only go out with this gang of ghosts.

Although there is a lot of light snow, but on the snow-white official road outside the West City Gate, there are tourists like weaving, everyone wears a mink robe, holding an oil-paper umbrella, this umbrella is full of peonies and plum blossoms and the like, the purple and red, if it is overlooking on the Tiger Hill Mountain, it is like a hundred flowers blooming on the snow field, many people climb the mountain early, blowing the cold wind, just to see the umbrella surface of these pedestrians, in short, the culture is a neurosis, ancient and modern.

Whether it is vassally elegant or really uninhibited, this umbrella walking in the snow is really a beautiful scene.

Zhao Guangling is a famous man, and he wants to hold an umbrella, but unfortunately he is silent along the way, because it is too embarrassing!

He has prepared a lot of painting umbrellas from famous artists, which are all hard-to-find things, but Li Mi and others don't appreciate it, and they are wearing robes and hats one by one.

Zhao Guangling wanted to protest, but Zhen Mi shut him up with a word, because she said that Li Mi and the others were injured, and the oil-paper umbrella was useless, but they were still solid......

"Solid...... Solid ...... "Zhao Guangling is completely out of temper, this group of people is like ink spots falling on the painting, like the dirt on the face of a beauty, like the bald spots and leprosy on the silver fox!"

The people around them stared at them like monsters, as if Li Mi had just crawled out of the manure tank, and the smell was unbearable, and they couldn't avoid it!

Seeing this, Emmanur asked Suo Changsheng, "Holy Lord, what's wrong with these people?" ”

Suo Changsheng held a dry grass stalk in his mouth and glanced at these people: "They are sick. ”

"Sick? What is the disease? As soon as he mentioned his illness, Emmanuel became excited, his face was perverted, but Suo Changsheng snorted and said, "Hypocrisy." ”

"Can it be cured?"

"Terminally ill."

"That's a good ......"

Li Mi listened to the conversation between the two, and almost didn't fall, and said in his heart that Suo Changsheng has become a saint! If you have a terminal illness, you applaud, what the hell is this!

Li Mi had to think about it, pick a time to give them a psychological counseling, otherwise I really don't know what these two perverts will do.

Seeing that the closer he got to Tiger Hill, the lower Zhao Guangling's head became, and he couldn't wait to plunge into the snow and plow all the way to Tiger Hill.

There are more and more people in front of them, even the most shabby scholars and literati, and they all borrow new ideas to make fun, so as not to hurt the elegance.

Zhao Guangling felt that the opportunity had come, so he said to Li Mi: "I'll go up and do some work first, after all, people only invite me, in the end I want to give my brothers and sisters a start!" ”

Before Li Mi and the others could react, Zhao Guangling had already smeared oil on the soles of his feet and trotted forward.

This time, the Tiger Hill Poetry Society set up the venue at the place of the Thousand People Stone, which is also known as the Thousand People Stone, and there are Zhiyun: the Shenggong Lecture, there are thousands of people sitting in columns, hence the name.

This is the place where the high monks of the Jin Dynasty preach the scriptures, and there are thousands of people sitting on this stone to listen to the lectures when preaching, so it is called the Thousand People Stone.

However, this is a place famous for Buddhism, and the reason why it was chosen here is only because it is open and suitable for large gatherings.

After the banquet, a small number of outstanding people were invited by the people of the Tiger Hill Poetry Society to the Yushu Pavilion for a second-level gathering, which was the real poetry meeting of the elite and the sages!

After all, it was a large-scale gathering, so the Tiger Hill Poetry Society also hired people to maintain order, and Wu County also sent a messenger over.

Of course, these people who maintain order don't really have to be hired by the people of the Tiger Hill Poetry Society, most of them are people from the scholars and high-ranking lords in Gusu City, and the Tiger Hill Poetry Society is even just taking the lead, so naturally there will be people who will contribute money and efforts to hold this literary event.

Li Mi and a few people can see from a distance under the archway, there are many officers and soldiers and samurai, headed by the people of the poetry society, after all, to receive, it is also polite, and those who have posts will be released, or they are big people with heads and faces, or famous gentlemen and so on.

If there is no post and it is shabby, then it will be tested on the spot, if you are really talented, it doesn't hurt to put it in and participate in the grand event, but the most important thing in Gusu City is the pound that is mixed around, and many people are staring at the poetry meeting to take advantage of it, so it is very necessary to set up this level.

"Is he really there to get some of us? Why don't I look like it......" Zhang Huangting pouted in front of him, and when everyone looked at it, those warriors and officials already had bad faces, how do you look at this Zhao Guangling is fanning the flames!

Seeing Li Mi and the others coming up, Zhao Guangling hurriedly changed his expression and said to the Confucian scholar-looking acquaintance.

"Brother Jin, these people are really my friends, and you also know that I have a wide range of friends, although they are dressed ...... It's a little simpler, but it's really good, so let's let them in. ”

Zhao Guangling said this, and pinched the old Confucian man's hand, but Li Mi and the others had such eyesight, of course, they saw it in their eyes!

Originally, everyone just came to play, and they didn't have much interest in poetry or anything, so they just watched the excitement horizontally and vertically, but they were so excited by Zhao Guangling, but they had to go in!

The old Confucian frowned and said to Zhao Guangling: "Poetry will have the rules of the poetry club, those who are disheveled and insulting, please go back!" ”

As soon as he said this, he didn't care about Zhao Guangling, even if he came to Li Mi's side, he said to those officials.

"Brother Extremely Official, drive these bastards down the mountain!"

It's just that he didn't know that Li Mi was born in the Yamen of Wu County, and said that the Yamen of Wu County was Changzhou County and Suzhou Mansion, the Sansi Yamen, and even the Governor's Mansion.

Those officials were kind when they saw Li Mi, and the pride of the Yamen of Wu County in front of them was to boast to others, saying that Li Mi had once been a head catcher in Wu County, and that he had to walk with the wind, and you were an old shabby man who still wanted to drive away Master Li Mi?

Don't even be able to invite others!

Several officials were about to come forward to salute on the spot and slap the old Confucian in the face, but they hesitated, after all, they didn't expect Li Mi to come to participate in the poetry meeting.

After a moment of hesitation, the old Confucian had already glanced at those wealthy warriors, and three or five warriors immediately stepped forward to drive people away!