Mu Lingyun looked at the dilapidated tower standing around the urn city, and felt a feeling, according to the memory of the original owner, this tower was built for hundreds of years in order to resist the invasion of foreign enemies.

After being exposed to the wind and sun, man-made destruction, there are only a handful of towers that can be preserved intact.

Mingxiangju is built on the edge of the market, which can not only see the bustling market, but also appreciate the idyllic scenery outside the market, especially in the three-storey attic with a wide view, a scene and a thing in the distance, a mountain and a river, you can see it clearly.

"Young Master Mu, if you can leave Mobao, I am grateful. Chu Liu pleaded.

"Young Master Mu, it's time for you to play, don't lose the face of our Wengcheng masters. Wang Hu sneered and instigated.

"That's good, Ben Shao can chant a poem, but Wang Shao must also follow a poem, Wang Shao has the guts, but don't lose your position in front of women. Mu Lingyun coaxed.

"Jokes, Ben Shaotian is not afraid of the earth, is he still afraid of chanting poetry. Wang Hu said proudly, he wanted to see how Mu Lingyun made a fool of himself.

In his impression, Mu Lingyun is a lazy person who is idle and has nothing to do, and if he kills him, he will not believe that a person of this character can make poetry, which is simply a fantasy and unheard of.

"Ben Shao is not good at pen and ink, and asked Miss Yuru to write on his behalf. Mu Lingyun said softly to Zhao Yuru.

"Okay, Mu Gongzi starts. Zhao Yuru said very expectantly.

"Ben Shao wants to see how he makes a fool of himself, he wants to be able to compose poetry, Ben Shao is Wen Kuixing. Wang Hu crossed Erlang's legs, pouted, and said disdainfully.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mu Lingyun stood up and looked towards the beautiful countryside, only to see a crow squatting on the withered yellow vines.

Stone bridge, small river, a house on the riverside, in the distance is an ancient road leading to the depths of the mountains, a farmer with a wine jug, riding on a thin horse, gradually drifting away.

"Ahem: withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and west wind and thin horses, the scorching sun is in the sky, and drunken dreamers are at the end of the world. ”

Mu Lingyun chanted in a low voice, the scene was silent, Zhao Yuru, Chu Liu and others were intoxicated with a certain artistic conception as if they were petrified.

After a few breaths, the scene resounded with thunderous applause.

"Genius, genius, what a once-in-a-century genius, the whole poem is beautiful, full of poetry and picturesqueness, it is really a masterpiece of the best. Chu Liu sent him the most lofty praise.

After that, he brought a wooden box with the highest specification of gold wire and treasured the poem in it.

"Mu Gongzi, I didn't expect your writing to be so outstanding, and the little woman was willing to bow down. Zhao Yuru said modestly.

"Where is it, it should be Miss Yuru's poems that have more profound meaning. Mu Lingyun said resignedly.

"Don't argue with the two of you, judging from the old man's decades of vision, it should be that Young Master Mu is better, the artistic conception is more real, more vivid, you see the pastoral scenery over there, people, things, and scenery fit perfectly with this poem. Chu Liuxiang pointed to the idyllic scenery and said with great appreciation.

"I saw the dead vines, and the crow on it, the young master is really powerful. Qiu Xiang stared at it and said in praise.

"The small bridge, the flowing water, the people, the three are connected together, which is a perfect match, why didn't this girl think of it. Zhao Yuru looked at the house and said with an open head.

"It's time for Young Master Wang to inscribe a poem, please start. Chu Liu said expectantly.

"Please be slow, the golden silk wooden box just now is good, and Ben Shao will mention good poems later, and he will also put Ben Shao in the golden wire wooden box for long-term preservation and future generations. Wang Hu said angrily.

"This gold wire box is an ancestral heirloom, there can be the seal of the Chu family on it, the value is ten times that of this teahouse, if Young Master Wang is a good poem, then the other wooden box is naturally a poem of Young Master Wang, please rest assured that Young Master Wang. Chu Liu said confidently.

"Oh Mom, ten times, isn't that hundreds of thousands of gold coins, scared to death. Xiao Rou said in amazement.

"Wait, Ben Shao suddenly has a stomachache, let you wait for a while, Ben Shao will come when he goes. Wang Hu clutched his stomach and said very uncomfortably.

"Young Master Wang, please take it, Xiaofu will lead the way for Young Master Wang. Chu Liu said.

"Okay, Young Master Wang, please. A guy dressed as a chubby guy politely made a gesture of invitation.

Wang Hu put his hands behind his back and swaggered away with Xiaofu.

"Good tea, refreshing and sweet, strong and delicious. Mu Lingyun took a sip of tea and exclaimed.

"Mu Gongzi, this is cloud bait tea, this girl's favorite, please taste it. Zhao Yuru poured a full cup of tea and sent it to Mu Lingyun, and said with a sigh of relief.

"Oh, this tea has a sweet aftertaste, mellow and peaceful, it is a rare good tea, and Miss Yuru is really discerning. Mu Lingyun praised it.

"Mu Gongzi has won the award. Zhao Yuru's cheeks were full of red glow, and she said coquettishly.

Over there, Xiaorou and Qiu Xiang drank at the same table, chatting happily, Rouge was originally at the same table with her master Wang Hu, but Wang Hu had not arrived for a long time, and she was a little impatient and looking forward to it.

Fat Dun Xiaofu stood by the railing not far from Rouge, stood with his hands tied, and glanced at Rouge from time to time, it seems that this kind of cold and glamorous woman is very suitable for his taste.

"Look at what to see, and then look at the carefully gouged out your eyeballs to make tea. Rouge glanced at him and said angrily.

Xiaofu knew that he was wrong, and turned around with a red face.

"Wang Gongzi hasn't come out yet, half an hour has passed, will there be any accidents, Xiaofu, you go and see." Chu Liu collected the previous two ink treasures and stepped into the teahouse on the third floor.

Only when he didn't see Wang Hu, he sent his partner Xiaofu to visit.

Wang Hu was in a corner on the third floor, anxious to turn back and forth, like an ant on a hot pot.

"Or Ben Shao is wise, climb down from the third floor, sneak away, and afterwards say that it would be good to catch the thief, the river below this building looks very deep, this is not a joke if you accidentally slide down. ”

"Well, it's safe to take a detour from here, and then climb to the second floor from the corner. Wang Hu knew that he couldn't hold back his poems, so he could only take the way of running away to resolve the current embarrassing situation.

As soon as he stepped out of one leg on the railing of the building and was about to go down to the eaves, a noisy sound sounded behind him.

"Wang Gongzi, don't think about it, the river below is fast and deep, and you will die if you go down. Xiaofu saw that Wang Hu was about to jump off the building, his face turned blue with fright, and he went up and hugged Wang Hu's waist.

At this time, Wang Hu had already stepped out with one leg and grabbed the railing with both hands.

"Let go, dead fatty, your uncle. Wang Hu struggled desperately and scolded.

"I can't help it, Young Master Wang. Xiaofu grabbed Wang Hu and pulled it back, and persuaded him kindly.

"It's okay for me to call you uncle, let go of Ben Shao. Wang Hu said breathlessly, he couldn't imagine that the other party's strength was so great, like a dog skin plaster, and he couldn't break it off even if he fought hard.

"Dead fat man, let go of my young master, what do you want to do. Rouge said angrily.

Rouge and the others got impatient and came out to see what was going on.

From her point of view, she happened to see that Xiaofu was going to push Wang Hu downstairs, and it was okay.

Without saying a word, he shouted, and went up with a high whip leg.

Xiaofu was already exhausted, and when he hit it again, his body immediately fell to the side, instinctively grabbed the corner of Wang Hu's clothes, and suddenly tore a large piece of cloth down.

"Dare to be disrespectful to the young master, Aunt Ben will scratch you to death, white bone claws. Rouge Xing's eyes were round and he stepped forward to grab it.

Xiaofu was holding the rag in his hand, and as soon as he got up from the ground in a dizzy state, he felt a pain in his chest, and with a stabbing sound, the two pieces of cloth on his chest disappeared, and there was a hot pain.

Mu Lingyun, Chu Liu, Zhao Yuru, Qiu Xiang and others heard the very noisy beating and scolding over there, and they all came out to see the excitement.

I saw Wang Hu riding on the railing, one leg in the railing was hanging outside, his clothes were swinging lightly in the wind, and the whole person looked very embarrassed, like a broken blockage.

Over there, half of Xiaofu's face was swollen, and his chest was torn, which was extremely miserable.

"Xiaofu, what are you doing, don't you die with me soon. Chu Liu reprimanded harshly.

Xiao Fu threw away the rags in his hand if he received amnesty, turned around and ran away.

"Don't get me wrong, Ben Shao just saw a thief running out from the top floor of the medicine hall, and he was about to arrest him, but he was dragged by Xiaofu, and the thief ran away, which is really infuriating. ”

Wang Hu made up a set of rhetoric, and then pretended to be very sorry and hateful.

Everyone looked at each other, half in disbelief.

"The old man guessed, it must be Xiaofu who thought that Young Master Wang wanted to commit suicide, Xiaofu was a tendon, and he was quite brute forced, Young Master Wang was entangled by him, and he couldn't get out for a while, so that the thief escaped, and this is how it happened. ”

"Young Master Wang, there are omissions and inconsistencies in the old man's analysis. Chu Liu opened his mouth to analyze.

"What Shopkeeper Chu said is very true, this is what happened just now. Wang Hu pretended to be serious.

"When does Young Master Wang plan to recite poetry, I am looking forward to it. Chu Liu couldn't wait to say.

"It's okay now, cough cough, it's still the old saying, don't forget to put the poems that will be recited later, don't forget to put them in the highest-grade gold wire box for future generations to admire. ”

"By the way, Miss Yuru is skilled in pen and ink, and Miss Lao writes on her behalf. Wang Hu was arrogant and unfathomable.

In fact, he panicked in his heart, poetry was not his strong point, and he didn't even know where to start.

"Young Master Wang, please rest assured, as long as the poems meet the standard, the old decay will definitely treasure them. Chu Liu said seriously.

"Prince Wang, please wait for a moment, and the little woman will go to fetch pen and ink. Zhao Yuru responded, and then turned around and entered the attic.

Mu Lingyun, Qiu Xiang, Xiao Rou and others went to help carry the tables and chairs. After a while, the table and chair were lifted, Zhao Yuru sat upright, and the jade hand was holding a pen and preparing to write.

"Wang Gongzi can start, the pen and ink are ready. Zhao Yuru's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Ahem, uh, uh......, uh

"Could it be that there is something wrong with this guy, it's just a poem, why do you need to put such a big score. Zhao Yuru frowned slightly, obviously not clear.

"Ben Shao raised his eyes to look, but he had inspiration, two yellow finches chanted willows, a line of egrets went up to the blue sky, and the sky was full of butterflies flying messily, Huanyu, Huanyu ......" Wang Hu's poem suddenly stuck.

"Good guy, after chanting nonsense, he actually made a good sentence that has been famous for centuries, but unfortunately he lacks stamina. Mu Lingyun muttered.

Half a pillar of incense passed, and Wang Hu was still there in "Huanyu Huanyu ......" like a lullaby playing on a loop.

The crowd snored as they store, whether they were lying, or lying on their stomachs.

Wang Hu hurriedly pulled up the sleepy rouge, walked downstairs, and ran twenty miles out of Mingxiangju.

"After killing Lao Tzu, I don't go to Mingxiangju, it's just a black shop. Wang Hu said with palpitations.

Mingxiang lived on the third floor, and soon after Wang Hu left, they all woke up.

"Okay, let's go, the old man is still hurting in the brain after being talked about by him. Chu Liu said with relief.

"Yes, this prince is really grinding. Zhao Yuru said with a smile.

"It's not that piece of material at all, you have to put such a big score, and you have to do it yourself. Xiao Rou sneered.

Mu Lingyun smiled and said nothing, he had nothing to say about this kind of joyful miscellaneous.

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