Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Poetry Society Gathers Talents
"Ahh I pulled all afternoon, and I almost didn't die in the thatched house..."
In Chang'an West City, there was a weak scream from the thatched house of the Drunken Immortal Building, and Meng Yu's black face became miserable, as if he had been picked up by someone dozens of times, and he slowly paced out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
What a stinky girl, the last time was Spring Palace.
This time you came to laxatives, and you put a donkey's amount, it's really ......
Unforgivable!
Meng Yu has been pulling from noon to unitary time, and after a while, the poetry club will start gathering.
He endured the heat of his buttocks, paced awkwardly, and looked a little similar to a duck walking, which made the pedestrians on the road laugh inexplicably, and said something weird.
"Long Yang Nan!"
This Nima...
It's all Changle's girl, and now I'm still inexplicably said to be "Longyang man".
Damn it!
His anger is also understandable, after all, he is just a farmer's child, the other party is a princess, don't talk about revenge, even if you complain, you don't dare, what else can you do?
I can only complain a few words in my heart.
He hurriedly paced and went straight to the poetry club, when he was suddenly stunned, his eyes flashed and he looked at the lake, and found a figure flashing.
Well?
Is this Fei Min?
Or was it the guy who was peeping at me in the yard that day?
The corners of his mouth went up, ignoring him, and he continued to walk.
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Unitary time.
Meng Yu finally came to the Poetry Society after a lot of hardship, but he was treated with white eyes again, and looked at him with disdain, shaking his head and wanting to stay away from him.
it!
I also want to cry without tears, why...
I'm innocent, you believe me...
Then I saw Meng Yu sitting there eating alone, eating very indecently, directly picked up the chicken leg, bit it down, chewed it quickly, and swallowed it immediately.
I also take a sip of tea from time to time, and my oil-stained mouth touches the teacup, leaving a mimeograph, which makes people unbearable to look at directly.
Meng Yu didn't think so, and said secretly in his heart: If you pull all afternoon, you will know how hungry I am now, and the ghost is too lazy to pay attention to any etiquette and elegance!
The maid beside him walked by, and couldn't help but shake his head, thinking: When did Juxian of this poetry society mix into such a wine bag and rice bag, this food is really indecent, and it is really a wild boar that has messed into the cage of the crane.
Meng Yucai didn't bother to pay attention to these people's eyes, he was hungry and panicked, he didn't want to care about what others said, he only had one thought, that is, to fill his stomach.
Someone looked at Meng Yu playfully, and couldn't help but say: "Brother Meng, you have eaten a chicken, a pig's trotter, four abalones, and three plates of ten spiced pork cattails, if you still eat them, aren't you afraid of eating pigs?" Ha ha! ā
"Huh!"
Meng Yu was also full, and smiled directly: "Young Master Fang, I'm not afraid of becoming a pig in the next place, I'm afraid of becoming a character like you, I look like I don't want to be beaten!" ā
After speaking, he also picked up an embroidered handkerchief, wiped the grease on his hands directly, looked around, and suddenly saw Fang Yuzhu's figure, and was just about to say hello, when he immediately saw Changle on the side, his face darkened.
Damn, stinky girl!
"You..."
Fang Xun was so angry that his whole face was distorted, he looked at Meng Yu uncertainly, and said: "Brother Meng is really blessed with a great life, I didn't expect to be alive after such a death, so I am not afraid of offending those people you can't afford to provoke one day?" ā
His tone was very serious, looking at Meng Yu playfully, and he couldn't get off the stage.
Haha, Fang 205, you stupid donkey, you want to be slapped in the face by me, satisfy you...
Meng Yu smiled and said, "The last time Fang Gongzi helped me greet your father, ask him how he behaved as a father, and teach Fang Gongzi such a character, it is really a "glorious" Fang family's lintel!" ā
Chops...
Fang Xun was so angry that he almost wanted to rush downstairs to scold Meng Yu, but he was stopped by Baishan Yueyue behind him, so he had to give up, be silent, and swallow his breath into his stomach.
"It's not the time yet, wait a minute and humiliate him!"
Bai Shan Yueyue's face was gloomy, and the murderous intent in his eyes was full of joy, but he immediately put it away again, and smiled at Meng Yu, which was very graceful.
Meng Yu sneered, which was also a return gift.
He knew that Baishan Yingyue had some bitterness against him, and the depth of resentment had reached the point of no return, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it.
has his own way: "The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth!" ā
Then he's still nervous!
He paced upstairs, wanting to look for Fang Yuzhu, but was stopped by someone passing by.
"Mencius!"
The person who came was Jun Qianyan, still as heroic as ever, and the thug behind him was still that kind of dead face, which made people uncomfortable to see.
She's coming too?
Meng Yu smiled, nodded very politely, ignored it, and continued to go upstairs.
Hehe.
This guy really doesn't want to deal with me, really...
He is still an ally!
Jun Tianyan smiled slightly, and then took Jiao Di to the second floor, where she was not with Meng Yu, it was in the opposite direction, so she didn't follow Meng Yu.
The maid walked by, with a faint fragrance, there were many people, there were many new faces that Meng Yu didn't know, and he didn't want to talk to those children, after all, they didn't know anyone.
Talk about a hair...
I have to say that this poetry society is very quiet, there is no black miasma like Fengming Pavilion, there is not too much smell of incense, but the maid walks by, there will be a light body fragrance wafting by.
But it's not the kind of feeling that makes people feel hot, but the sachet with a calming effect carries the body fragrance together, giving people a feeling of relaxation and happiness.
Meng Yu came to the table where Fang Yuzhu and Changle were, his heart sank, and said: "I didn't expect His Highness to really come, His Royal Highness's hospitality today, the villain will never forget, and he will be rewarded in the future!" ā
Ha ha... Deserve!
Who told you to mess with me...
Changle smiled and immediately said seriously: "Hey... Mencius, what are you talking about, this palace is a gift, and I don't need your repayment! ā
Gift?
That's why you drugged me?
If you weren't a princess, I'd have to squirt your face!
Phew!
"Your Highness said yes!"
Meng Yu sneered and said, "In the future, please don't give your Highness the gift to the villain, I can't afford it!" ā
The two became enemies at first sight, and the thick smell of gunpowder began to permeate again.
"Hehe, Your Highness, you don't want to be like him!"
Fang Yuzhu raised his glass and said: "He is like this, although his mouth is a little vicious, but his heart is really good, His Royal Highness has a lot, don't be like him!" ā
"Hehe, good!"
Changle gave Fang Yuzhu a big thumbs up, smiled secretly, and stopped talking.
You... You guys... In cahoots!
Meng Yu was furious, but he also smiled faintly, looked at the people downstairs, couldn't help frowning, and asked, "What are those people for?" ā
Fang Yuzhu looked at Meng Yu's point, it was a group of old men, all of them were smiling, eternal, bookish, wearing white robes, all of them were Confucians, universities, talents, and decades of old masters.
"Oh... That's the judges, and they'll judge our poetry! ā
Fang Yuzhu replied, and then said very seriously: "Mencius, don't be foolish this time, I hope you can cooperate with me and win the first place!" ā
She attaches great importance to the poetry club Juxian this time, and wants to get the first place, win the first place, and let Jun Qianyan not be in front of her.
I'll go!
Isn't it just a name?
Do you care so much? You can eat it...
"Yes, I promise you!"
Meng Yu smiled, looked at Jun Tianyan opposite, and his heart sank.
This chick isn't easy to deal with...
(To be continued)