Zhu Wan'er only felt that this person had trained his face to the extreme, and he could brag casually, so she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile lightly, but her apricot eyes looked curiously at Wei Wu, who was pacing and looking pretentious.

"Son, please speak, the old man listens!" The old man listened to Wei Wufangcai's strange words, but he only smiled slightly.

"Ahem, let's explain it first! This is what I did a few days ago when I went on a long trip outside the Guanxi! Wei Wu calmly declared, and then recited with a serious face: "Withered vines, old trees, faint crows; Small bridges, flowing water, people; Ancient roads, west winds, thin horses. The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world. ”

This poem, he originally chanted it at random, but he didn't know that it touched the deepest wisp of emotion in his heart that he missed his previous life, and at the end, his face was suddenly pale, his expression was gloomy, and he sighed slowly. You miss your hometown and can go back, but what about the fifth brother and me—is it possible that I can live for 800 years?

Zhu Wan'er saw that halfway through this recitation, she actually looked depressed, like a tourist who had left her hometown, and a string in her heart was gently plucked by this poem, but she suddenly felt a little sympathy for this shameless little er.

When the old man heard this, he also sighed, and seemed to feel a lot. Took the scroll and spread it on the table, picked up the pen and wrote the first few sentences of the poem on it, and hesitated slightly, took the small letters, two small characters on the scroll book, looked up at the sky, and took people away quickly.

Damn, you always say just go? Could it be that you are a wanted criminal in which court and you can't leave an honorific title? Wei Wu saw that the old man was walking like a fly, and he was curious in the center of his field of vision, and when he looked down, he saw that in the corner of the scroll, the two small words "Chao Heng" were signed uprightly.

"Chao Heng?" Wei Wu only felt that the name was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it, so he whispered it.

Zhu Wan'er hurriedly came over, and when she saw the two small characters on it, she immediately shouted happily: "He is Lord Chao!" The left scattered rider in front of the emperor is always Lord Chao? ”

"Ahem, Wan'er, how big an official is the mount Sanchang?" Wei Wu frowned and thought for a long time, but he didn't think of which uncle this Chao Heng was, and asked with a "shy" face.

"Phew!" Zhu Wan'er saw that Wei Wu didn't even know about Chao Heng, so she opened her mouth and mocked: "You are still a literati, how can you not even know Lord Chao?" ”

"Where am I a literati? I'm obviously just an ordinary shopkeeper! Wei Wuji argued.

Zhu Wan'er only felt that this person didn't know which mountain he jumped out of, and he had some talent in his belly, but he didn't even know Lord Chao, so she explained with a sneer.

"Huh?!" Wei Wushuang's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to ask, "Is that Chao Heng from the original?" ”

Zhu Wan'er glanced at Wei Wu, and was about to answer, but saw Du Zongwu and Sun Zhuoyi striding over, Du Zongwu opened his mouth and shouted: "Fifth brother, it's not early, we still have to go to the Qinglou"

"Phew!" When Zhu Wan'er heard that these people were actually going to the Qinglou, she couldn't help but blush, snorted fiercely, and glared at Wei Wudao: "You, you filthy little second!" I'm going to go shopping in the Qinglou, I, what am I talking to you so much about" After that, before Wei Wu could react, he shook his hand and ran away.

"Hey!" Wei Wu turned his head and glared at Du Zongwu viciously, then turned back to Zhu Wan'er and shouted, "Miss Wan'er, your painting"

Zhu Wan'er didn't look back, she got into the sedan chair and snorted coldly: "Go home!" Seeing that their young lady's face was pale, the two sedan chair drivers didn't dare to slack off, so they hurriedly lifted the sedan chair and flew away.

Sun Zhuoyi slapped Du Zongwu's head and reprimanded: "Hey, I just taught you kid, don't mention Qinglou!" Why are you disobedient! ”

Wei Wu only felt that he was with this fool, where had he ever had a good thing? He was dizzy with anger for a while, don't turn his head to Sun Zhuoyi and ask, "Brother Sun, why don't you accompany General Lu?" ”

Sun Zhuoyi squeezed his eyes at Wei Wu, it seemed that Du Zongwu was beside him, it was inconvenient to mention "General Lu", he opened his mouth and coughed lightly: "Ahem, General Lu is unwilling to go to Furong Mansion to vassal elegance, so I will come by myself!" ”

"Oh!" Wei Wu nodded, and then opened his mouth with a sly smile: "Zong Wu, don't worry, let's go shopping first." ”

On the Yangtze River, the water is sparkling, the drizzle is glorious, a rather elegant small building stands near the river, the Shizi shuttles, the tourists are like weaving, the scene is very lively.

"Little representatives, all the sisters of Furong Building, welcome to all distinguished guests." A turtle boy wearing a maroon shirt stood on the edge of the building near the river and shouted in a gloomy voice.

"Good!"

"When does the Oiran Tournament start?"

A group of talented people downstairs scratched the guests, and saw that the gate of Furong Building was half-covered, and there were two high gates standing at the door, holding their hands in their arms, looking at a group of people with tigerish eyes. I was anxious and scratched, I came to grab flowers this time, what are you talking about when you little turtle boy stands on it?

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't worry! This championship has begun! The turtle man upstairs smiled softly and waved the Xiupa in his hand. explained.

"Let's go in!" After listening to the words of this turtle man, the crowd of thieves were already ready to move and squeeze into the building.

"Hee-hee, our Oiran Miss Li Qiuniang is already looking at you from behind the curtain! Our flower winning conference, there are three levels of form, cultivation and heart, and those who pass these three levels can spend a good night with Miss Qiu Niang and enjoy the spring together. The feminine-looking turtle man grinned, and then explained: "This first level is the first impression that all the talented people give to Miss Qiu, and there are only fifteen people who can be selected!" ”

A group of talented inkmen downstairs suddenly became annoyed, our group of comers, not a hundred, but also eighty, your Furong Building is such a big shelf, the first level will brush down most of it for us?

Seeing the uproar of the people downstairs, Xiao Guigong saw that his voice was sharp, and he said unhurriedly: "Of course, those who are not selected, there are also other sisters to serve, and tonight, I will definitely let you sons enjoy themselves." ”

The boy downstairs thought that Miss Qiu was still looking at him from above, and even if she didn't get selected, she wouldn't be able to suffer. No longer shouting, all sitting on the seat, with different shapes, but they all look romantic.

"Haha, that's great! I wrote a poem, hoping to get into the eyes of the young lady! A white-robed boy smiled lightly, and the two servants behind him spread rice paper on the table and held an umbrella.

He stomped a few steps, looked up at the veil on the second floor, his eyes were as if he wanted to wear it, and then turned to pick up the pen and brush the paper with a book, and said:

"The cornices are stacked and hidden in autumn,

Looking at the broken spring river, the heart is long.

I want to compare my heart to the moon,

The drizzle of rain is melancholy. ”

"Good poem - this verse implies that Miss Qiu is hidden in the building, and I want to wear it!"

"Liu Gongzi is really talented, and he made a good sentence in an instant!"

The guests next to him cheered in unison, but they saw that this white-robed boy was the personal disciple of Fifth Brother Wei's Pickle Girl - Liu Daoxu.

Liu Daoxu finished chanting this short poem, and the pen in his hand also stopped, groaning slightly, and then picked up the pen and brushed it on the paper to sign "Furong Downstairs Looking at the Beauty" and "Ezhou Liu Daoxu" a few small words. Then he ordered the scroll to be put away and sent upstairs.

After a long time, the veil upstairs shook slightly, and then I heard a soft voice: "Liu Gongzi has good articles and calligraphy, please invite Liu Gongzi to sit in the building!" ”

Liu Daoxu's expression was shining, his robe swayed lightly in the wind, and he politely bowed to the people around him, and then walked in.

"Haha, it seems that this is quite easy to enter the building! I'll have a song too? "But he was a raw white and chubby, with a body like a ball.

He grinned twice, and said quite conceitedly: "It is said that Cao Zhi became a poem in seven steps, but I am not convinced." Today, poetry is flourishing. A special poem! ”

"Poof, Brother Zhu Bajie, don't be embarrassed!" The people around laughed out loud and teased one after another.

Zhu Bajie's face was not red, and he said in his heart: You two goods, don't you see who will do it first and who will take advantage? Then the fat face trembled and said: "Duck duck duck, I love to eat frogs, gray hair floating in green water, duck paws in the water!" ”

"Poof!" A charming smile came from behind the curtain upstairs, but I heard Li Qiuniang's tired voice faintly: "Zhu Gongzi is a person with extreme humor, please come in too!" ”

When everyone downstairs saw Zhu Bajie walking in with a silver smile on his face, they were suddenly dumbfounded, this first level, who can get in if they do it first? Suddenly panicked, the chanting of poetry, the painting of painting, and the dancing of knives and guns turned out to be like a grand ceremony.

The sky was getting dark, and there were already fourteen people in this first level, and many of the people were anxious, and few people could sit on the seats.

Li Qiuniang stomped her lotus feet a little anxiously at the moment, this bad guy, why hasn't I come here yet? It can't be forgotten, right?

Suddenly, a faint sound of the piano floated from the river, everyone looked for the sound, but saw a small boat across the river, in the middle of the boat stood a man in a green coat and a small hat, behind him a big man, holding a paper umbrella for him. He held a yaoqin in his arms, plucked his right hand, and good news came with the river breeze.

Another extremely tall and strong man beside this man leaned forward slightly, stretched his hands to his mouth, and opened his mouth to shout: "My brother, please also ask Miss Qiu Niang to listen to a song!" ”

"Phew, you bad guy!" Li Qiuniang's face flushed, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she whispered.

The sound of the piano was melodious and indifferent, the tall strong man held a paper tube in front of the boy's face, the man in the green robe first smiled slightly, opened his mouth with a rough, hoarse, and sang in a small voice:

"I was drunk that day and took your hand

You won't understand how beautiful you really are

I wouldn't believe seeing you for the first time

Just love you so simply

But I believe in what I feel in my heart

It came so quickly, so directly

Even if my heart is wild

The fire could not be extinguished

I still believe that God made you meet me."

This song seems to be sad, desolate and tragic after experiencing the ups and downs of the world. It seems to be boldly shouting to pour out the lovesickness and longing for the woman, without the slightest noise and restlessness of the sound of the outrage, which makes people's hearts unable to calm down for a long time after listening.

After singing the song, the boat had already landed, Wei Wu turned his head to Sun Zhuoyi and Du Zongwu, and said with a hippie smile: "Brother Sun, Brother Du, thank you for supporting me today!" ”

Sun Zhuoyi waved his hand and said, "Where, others don't know, don't I know yet?" We don't have a show, you and this Miss Hua Kuiqiu are old concubines" Before he finished speaking, Wei Wuyi covered his mouth, looked around, and whispered vigilantly: "I haven't been concubine yet!" Don't mess with me! ”

The three of them got off the boat, and the many talented people downstairs who participated in the last birthday banquet of Mrs. Zhu, where would they not know Wei Wu? With a look of disdain, they all turned their heads away.

"It's the second junior of the Yellow Crane Tower shop-Wei Wu, Wei Gongzi?" The turtle man upstairs seemed to hear the instructions of the person behind him, and looked at Wei Wu with his mouth open and shouted.

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