"Since the three referees already have them, then Lu Gongzi will please!" At this point, it is impossible to retreat. Moreover, An Peng has a lot of confidence in Qian Duoduo's poem, and he believes that even if Lu Heng is a genius, it is absolutely impossible to make any good works in this short period of time.

At this time, he smiled slightly, with a look of good play in his eyes, and said to Lu Heng.

Lu Heng was secretly beside him, with a conspiracy on his face, and he smiled and Wu Ningyuan complained. Seeing that the other party didn't think so, he rolled his eyes helplessly.

After hearing An Peng's words, Lu Heng glared at Wu Ningyuan angrily, then turned his head, glanced at An Peng, smiled slightly, nodded, and said softly: "Okay!" ”

A casual answer, but An Peng's heart suddenly felt bad.

The scholar's eyes, and the casual tone. It's a very clear expression, and the other party does have a good sentence in his chest. Moreover, the other party's look like this seems to be more sure than Qian Duoduo.

An Peng's heart was slightly shocked, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. Just smiled, squinted at Lu Heng and understood: "Then the official is looking forward to Lu Gongzi's masterpiece!" ”

The students who were watching around heard Lu Heng fighting. They all went inside and over, wanting to hear the advent of the masterpiece for the first time. The crowd was already cheering.

Lu Heng glanced at the students around him and smiled faintly. He took a slow breath, lowered his head, and after walking a few steps in place, he stopped.

As Lu Heng's footsteps stopped, the surrounding students also held their breath, looking at Lu Heng with anticipation in their eyes.

They knew that Lu Gongzi was about to start reciting poetry.

Lu Heng stopped, turned his head, looked at the chrysanthemums blooming in the wind not far from the garden, and said lightly: "The light muscles and weak bones are scattered, and the golden stamen is overflowing." If you want to know the old trillium, the herbs begin to bloom when they are destroyed. ”

The words fell, and there was still silence around them. The onlookers looked at Lu Heng with ecstasy in their eyes, and their mouths were chattering, but they found that they couldn't make a sound at all.

In the fragrant Qixia Temple, there are only bursts of flowers, accompanied by this intoxicating poetry, so that many people are deeply immersed in it, and they can't extricate themselves for a while.

After a long time, the first person to speak was Lu Yushi.

He took a deep look at Lu Heng, who had become a poem in seven steps, touched his beard, nodded solemnly, and said: "Good poem, although I don't see chrysanthemums in the whole article, it is a chrysanthemum." The words between the lines are brilliant, the rhetoric is gorgeous, it is really a rare masterpiece! ”

"What the donor said is very true. This poem is indeed the best poem that Lao Wei has heard over the years. Today's competition, this son is the best! The monk clasped his hands together, nodded to Lu Heng with a smile, and opened his mouth to praise.

"Haha, Lord An, how's it going?" The last person to speak, naturally, was Wu Ningyuan, he was stunned at first, but when he saw Lu Heng, a kid, who turned into a poem in seven steps, he was shocked and even more happy.

Seeing that the two referees unanimously decided that Lu Heng had won, Wu Ningyuan was even more proud.

He laughed, touched his beard, and shouted loudly at An Peng, who was extremely embarrassed in front of him.

An Peng took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at Lu Heng with a sparkling look in his eyes, in the end, he still nodded, and said to Lu Heng with his fists: "Lu Gongzi is talented, this official admires!" "Oh, my lord is overrated. Presumably Brother Qian was also in a hurry, so he couldn't think of anything! Lu Heng smiled, and after returning the salute with a fist to An Peng, he said to An Peng. That's right, after you said this, Ben Tanhua suddenly got a ...... "Qian Duoduo, who had been hiding behind An Peng, suddenly jumped out and shouted loudly.

"Get out!" An Peng suddenly turned his head, and shouted at Qian Duoduo in a low voice with an ugly face. In a gloomy sentence, he blocked Qian Duoduo's nonsense.

"Heh, the lower official still has important things to do, so he will stay if he is not there. Don't blame the king! The mood has been disturbed, and An Peng has lost the mind to stay again. He glanced at Lu Heng deeply and smiled gloomily. Turning his head, he hugged his fists and bowed deeply to Wu Ningyuan, snorted coldly, threw off his sleeves, and turned around and walked down the mountain.

After An Peng and the others left, Lu Heng withdrew his cold gaze. Turning his head, he looked at Wu Ningyuan helplessly, and smiled bitterly. "Alright, don't be bitter, you kid. Don't you see, the old husband and daughter are about to worry about you? Wu Ningyuan glared at him angrily, and pointed at Liu Qingqing beside Lu Heng.

Liu Qingqing, who had never spoken out, suddenly sighed and blushed after hearing Wu Ningyuan's words.

Such a charming and pretty face made Lu Heng's heart tremble.

Just when Lu Heng was about to inquire about Liu Qingqing's sincere words just now. Wu Ningyuan was very disturbed, squeezing his eyebrows at Lu Heng and Liu Qingqing, looking at Lu Heng's helpless wry smile and Liu Qingqing's blushing cheeks. This old guy laughed out loud for the old disrespectful, and looked very proud.

"How's that, the old man is interesting enough!" Wu Ningyuan secretly pointed at Liu Qingqing, who was silent with low eyebrows, came over with his ear, and whispered to Lu Heng.

…… Wu Ning said that he was traveling today, originally to hide from the quiet. But I never met An Peng in this Qixia Ancient Temple. And I enjoyed such an interesting scene.

Seeing that An Peng was choked by Lu Heng's kid, Wu Ningyuan felt funny in his heart, and couldn't help laughing.

After the three of them visited the chrysanthemum garden, Wu Ning saw that the two of them were intimate, so he didn't want to do that eye-catching thing anymore. scolded Lu Heng angrily, ungrateful, and forgot his righteousness. He smiled obscenely at Lu Heng, and then left with the guards.

After seeing Wu Ning move away, Lu Heng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "This old man! ”

Turning his head and looking at Liu Qingqing, who was as beautiful as a flower beside him, Lu Heng's heart moved, coughed, stood in front of her, looked at the woman with a red face and lowered her head with burning eyes, and asked with a dry smile: "Qingqing, what you said just now is true?" ”

Liu Qingqing lowered her head and smiled, and when she raised her head again, she had a sly smile on her face. She glanced at Lu Heng, who looked anxious, seriously, raised her eyebrows, and made a look of amnesia, her white fingers gently twisted her forehead, and whispered, "What did the concubine just say?" I think I forgot! ”

"You!" Lu Heng was speechless for a moment.

Seeing Lu Heng's stunned expression, the woman smiled like a flower, and left with her feet raised. Like a beautiful butterfly, you will walk towards the sea of flowers in the depths of the chrysanthemum garden.

After walking a few steps, the woman stopped, turned her head, smiled sweetly at Lu Heng, pouted, and muttered, "I really forgot!" ”

"Me!"

Lu Heng vomited blood!

Lu Heng, who was about to run away, never heard the meaning of the woman's words at this time.

In front of her, the woman's delicate smile like a flower, as well as the expression of joy and disgust in her beautiful eyes, and the soft whisper, seemed to be a coquettish couple.

It's just a pity that Lu Heng is on the verge of going berserk at this time. But I didn't feel it.

In the chrysanthemum garden with rain-like petals, the woman is like a fairy, and Ling Bo is in this delicate sea of flowers. In the back, the scholar had a strange expression on his face. This is a close second.

Unconsciously, the two passed through the chrysanthemum garden, but they arrived at the Daxiong Hall of Qixia Temple.

Today it is not only the chrysanthemum appreciation meeting of Qixia Ancient Temple, but also the temple fair once a month. In front of the mighty Daxiong Treasure Hall, good men and women lined up one after another, kneeling in front of the incense burner in front of the main hall devoutly, burning incense and worshiping the Buddha.

And those young students and maids are holding bamboo sticks one by one in their hands, or smiling happily, or looking at the Zen words on the bamboo sticks with sad faces. "Uncle, go draw lots!" Entering the open space in front of the main hall, Liu Qingqing saw the fat monk sitting on a futon in front of a long line. Seeing those students and ladies kneeling in front of the monk with reverent expressions, they begged for signatures. On Liu Qingqing's smiling cheeks, a trace of hesitation flashed, her fingers tightly grabbed the placket of her clothes, and her beautiful eyes were full of yearning, but she never showed it to Lu Heng behind her.

After a long time, she turned around, looked at Lu Heng with a look in her beautiful eyes, smiled and muttered softly.

"Asking for a signature?" Lu Heng was stunned for a moment, but when he looked down and saw Liu Qingqing's appearance that he wanted to go but didn't dare to go, he shook his head amusedly, nodded and said, "Okay!" Then I'll go over and ask the master for a lot! ”

Lu Heng's voice paused, then nodded solemnly, and added: "Ask about marriage!" ”

Beside him, Liu Qingqing, who lowered his head, blushed even more.

Lu Heng smiled, reached out and grabbed Liu Qingqing's slender jade hand, and walked towards the place where he asked for a signature. Beside him, Liu Qingqing struggled slightly, and finally blushed and acquiesced in Lu Heng's actions.

The two of them lined up, followed the long line in front, and waited for a while before they came to the front.

The fat monk is wearing a gold silk robe, and his treasure is solemn, and he has the appearance of a monk. He opened his eyes, glanced at the pair of talented and beautiful women in front of him, and after reciting the Buddha name with his hands together, he looked at Lu Heng and said, "Does the donor ask about marriage, or about the future?" ”

"Ask about the future!" Before Lu Heng could speak, Liu Qingqing beside him suddenly spoke, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he said to the fat monk.

The monk nodded and smiled, hugged the bamboo tube next to him with both hands, and after shaking it for a while, a bamboo stick flew out of the bamboo tube with a swish, and landed on the stone slab in front of Lu Heng with a clang.

Lu Heng smiled, bent down and picked up the bamboo stick, and after glancing at the Zen language on the bamboo stick, he was shocked by this Zen language.

Beside him, Liu Qingqing saw this, turned his body sideways, looked at the Zen words on the bamboo stick with beautiful eyes, and looked shocked after seeing the handwriting on the bamboo stick clearly.

The bamboo stick said: "The prince will have no seeds, and he will turn the world repeatedly with one hand, how can Jin Lin be a thing in the pool, and he will see the clouds and say that he is ninefold!" ”

(To be continued)