Chapter Thirty-Seven: How Are They Worthy of Being a Stumbling Block to My King? (Ask for collection and recommend)

Chapter 37

The problem now is that Zhang Xian came to admire the talent and new words of the Wushan monk, and he had to admit in his heart that this Wushan monk, who had never appeared, was definitely a very capable and talented talent.

But now, those three families actually used their own new words to scold the Wushan monk, and this mud horse clearly wanted to let himself fight in the ring with the Wushan monk who had just shown his talent.

Wen is not the first, Wu is the second, although Zhang Xian lived to be eighty years old, but such an embarrassing scene is really the first time he has encountered it.

Just when Zhang Xian was in a dilemma, over there, Xu Daguan came over and saluted Zhang Xian. "Mr. An Lu, I think this game is too anxious, and it is difficult to determine whether to win or lose, so after discussing with all my colleagues, I unanimously recommend that Mr. An Lu will decide by you."

"You ...... Alas. Zhang Xian turned his head and looked at the judges who saluted him one by one with a flattering smile, and his heart was almost like he had just been a dog.

Behind him, Li Qingzhao's voice full of righteous power rang out. "Grandpa Zhang, you have to decide impartially, come on, we believe that you must not be here to be a backer for that kind of sinister person."

"Yes, Grandpa Zhang is so strong, how could he do such a thing......" Chen Jie also said with the same hatred.

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Under the watchful eye, when everyone was waiting a little impatiently, Mr. An Lu, the referee who finally saw the competition, stood up and walked to the edge of the railing on the second floor, cleared his throat and said something.

"In today's poetry competition, the old man really didn't expect that he was also involved, and he was really embarrassed......"

Mr. An Lu really deserves to be an old driver, and first picked himself out, which means that the first word is indeed his own, but the problem is that he doesn't know it at all, if he knows, he will be embarrassed to stand on this judging platform.

But now that everything has happened, it's useless to talk about those, of course, the lyrics of that Wushan monk really didn't surprise his Mr. An Lu, this is indeed a rare masterpiece. Then Zhang Xian also made a very sincere comment.

It won the applause of many literary young people and romantic talents present. In the end, Mr. An Lu changed his words. From the point of view of fairness, and in the hope of not dampening the fighting spirit and courage of young people, it was decided to declare this game a draw.

Mr. An Lu's generosity, as well as his praise for the other party's words, has won the favor of the vast majority of people present, so after hearing this news, everyone was somewhat surprised, but felt that this Mr. An Lu deserved to be a great talent at home and abroad for decades, and his character was good.

"A draw?! This, how is this possible?! When the shopkeeper heard Mr. An Lu's old voice, his face couldn't help but change, and he almost screamed.

"What's the hurry, what if it's flat? Hum! Isn't there one more round? Although Shopkeeper Chen's face looked very ugly, he couldn't help but smile coldly when he thought of the three Maiko masters of the Sect. At that time, even if we only win one game, then, in other words, this time the competition is considered a draw, in that case, we can continue to propose another game. ”

"The old man believes that if we have three floors, and then pick one more, how can we pick out one or two outstanding things, and at that time, how can he have any chance to resist in Yihong Mansion?"

When Mrs. Liu, who frowned before, heard this, she couldn't help but smile like a chrysanthemum blooming at the shopkeeper Chen. "It is worthy of being the shopkeeper of Chen, such a scheming and calculating, I really admire and admire the old woman."

The mood of the three of them gradually relaxed, after all, the maiko masters in the sect are often in the palace to perform, such a skill, can they still lose to those half-baked Yihong Mansion girls?

"It's the last game, the victory and defeat are ...... in one fell swoop" Wang Po raised her hand and wiped her forehead, she was very nervous at the moment, even more nervous than when she promised the other party to compete before.

Because, after this war, as long as it can win, Yihong Mansion can get an excellent opportunity to participate in the Bianhe Festival, and there is a great possibility that it will become second-rate in the near future.

And if you lose the game, then, Yihong Mansion can only close the door, and the best end for yourself is to leave with the people in the building, find a new site and set up a stove, in that way, I don't know how many years it will take to be able to do the scene it is today.

In the eyes of everyone, three slender women with picturesque eyebrows finally slowly stepped onto the stage, and in the hall, there were already sharp-eyed old drivers who exclaimed. "Grandma's, it's actually a woman from the sect!"

"Oh my God, the opponent is really generous, and even the people from the sect are invited to participate in this competition."

"This, isn't this cheating?"

"Alas, the world is declining, people's hearts are not ancient, I can't imagine that I thought it was a gentleman's dispute, but now it seems ......"

There was a lot of noise in the hall, and Wang Po's face turned black with anger, so she wanted to break free of Liu Yiyi's hand, and rushed over there to play a real PK with the three shopkeepers to decide the winner.

"If you really rush over, then we will really lose money." At this time, Wang Yang finally opened his mouth to persuade.

The princess turned her head in anger. "Is it just for them to win so vilely?"

"Who says they're going to win?" Wang Yang raised an index finger and shook it slowly, smiling coldly. "Don't say it's the Maiko of the Jiaoshifang, even if the professors of the Jiaoshifang are allowed to dance, they will only lose."

Liu Yiyi also comforted Wang Po. "That's it, mother, don't worry, even if the other party can really win this game, it's just a draw, we still have a chance after all."

"The important thing is that when we were competing, we didn't have an agreement with each other in black and white, and we were not allowed to invite people who were not outside their buildings and pavilions to come and help. So, Mrs. Wang, you are really going to rush over and make a move, maybe we will suffer a big loss. ”

Wang Yang's words made Wang Po only pause helplessly, and after a long sigh helplessly, some panicked and helpless eyes fell on Wang Yang's body, Wang Po walked to Wang Yang, and said in a low voice towards Wang Yang. "Brother Wang, please......"

"Don't worry, although you and I don't like each other, we all have a common goal, to kick the idiots on the other side away, how can such a small role be worthy of being a stumbling block for my king." Wang Yang sniffed very cock and said confidently.

"You! Hum! Wang Po was once again successfully provoked by Wang Yang, and Liu Yiyi next to her really didn't know what to say to express her feelings except for rolling her eyes cutely. This stunned person, why doesn't he know how to speak well?

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