In the lobby, the three elders glanced at each other, smiled and groaned without urging, pretending not to see the small movements between the two.

At their age, no matter their cultivation or status, the affairs of the juniors are in line with the old saying, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren!

The difference is that Chen and Liu Er's eyes showed a faint look of expectation, and they secretly gave their apprentices a vague look.

The meaning is self-evident, it is to ask Chen Zihua and the four of them to throw bricks and lead the jade!

This 'jade' naturally refers to Wu Ming!

Even though he has never given a good face since he entered the mansion, the second elder has never dispelled the idea of letting Wu Ming abandon Wu Congwen!

And Wu Fu has a calm look, and he has 200% confidence in his little master!

In his opinion, even the Xuansheng Ancestor has shown his magical powers and negative poems, so it is naturally not a problem to deal with a small wine banquet!

"I have heard that the prince of the world is a great talent, today I am waiting for the guest to come to the door, and I should not be noisy, but I am willing to throw bricks and lead the jade to the teacher and you to drink!"

Chen Zihua glanced at Lu Zijin with burning eyes, bowed his hand gracefully, then raised his wine glass, and slowly walked out of his seat, with a deep expression on his face.

The three senior brothers nodded secretly, their eyes showing expectation.

Even though Wu Ming has always regarded himself as a martial artist, the nickname of the son of the merciful farmer, as well as the poems that have been recited, have long been recognized by the literati.

Even if he thinks that he is inferior to Wu Ming in poetry, before he comes, he still makes up his mind to compete for a high level.

Chen Zihua, as the highest talent in the middle school of the four, naturally took the lead.

Wu Ming stroked his slightly wrinkled forehead, avoided Lu Zijin's gaze a little helplessly, and secretly smiled bitterly.

I knew that this girl would come out like this, and she wouldn't use this as an excuse to set up a banquet, let alone let her come forward.

Since ancient times, literati have been inferior to each other, whether it is ancient China or Shenzhou, there is no difference!

Even if he has no grievances with the four of them, in front of the elders and beauties, wouldn't it be in vain to let them lose too ugly?

It's not that Wu Ming is cautious and spends the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, but that literati have the best face, especially in front of beautiful women.

Even if you don't get hated, it will make people uncomfortable after all!

And grievances are often accumulated slowly with bits and pieces of unhappiness!

If it is a righteous man and a gentleman, it is fine, but in Wu Ming's opinion, the four of them are far from the gentleman, that is, the two old Confucians, barely qualified!

But looking at the current situation, if there is no good poem, the second elder may not pick up the stubble and give him advice to deal with the enemy in the dark!

Fortunately, although he didn't like ancient poetry in his previous life, his cramming education method still allowed him to memorize a lot of popular masterpieces.

It's just a wine banquet poem, just a small scene!

It's a long story, but it's only half a cup of tea.

"Exquisite delicacies, fragrant around the pavilion. The jade cup is brewed in the clear spring, and the shadow of Yao falls into a dream. ”

Here, Chen Zihua tapped the wine glass, drank it all, and sang slowly, and after finishing speaking, he glanced at Lu Zijin vaguely.

Everyone listened, and behaved differently.

Qu Ying and Chen Qiaoyun are both women who are keen on martial arts, although after entering the house, reading and reading is one of the compulsory courses, but there is no mandatory requirement for compulsory poetry and songs.

So, there's nothing special about it.

However, the daughter of Red Lotus, since her temperament has changed greatly, she is already as smart as her, and after Wu Ming spared no resources to cultivate, she has shown extraordinary martial arts talent and memory.

And she has always regarded herself as a personal maid, and she has very high requirements for herself, not only learning poetry and singing, but also dabbling in singing and dancing instruments.

"Chen Gongzi's poem is very appropriate. ”

After listening to this poem, Honglian's beautiful eyes flashed slightly at Lu Zijin and said softly.

The table is full of delicacies, the exquisite jade plate is carried, the room is full of pleasant aroma, and there is also jade cup spirit wine, which is intoxicating to fall into a dream!

But when someone with a heart hears it, they can't help but wonder, who is the Yao Ying in his dream?

"Good poetry, senior brother is extraordinary, talented and good, as soon as this poem comes out, you should drink a cup!"

"Yes, this poem alone makes people have an endless aftertaste, and it is bound to be asked, what kind of delicious wine we have enjoyed, and we will be drunk and fall asleep!"

"Haha, senior brother is quick-witted, I'm ashamed of myself, so I won't be ugly!"

His senior brother, although you are suspected of touting, I have to say that this poem does have some merits, but it only stops there.

It's just that the second elder didn't say anything about it, and he didn't even give a look of approval, and he didn't seem to be very satisfied.

Or rather, they are all waiting for Wu Ming's poems!

"Humph!"

Seeing the provocative eyes of the three of them when they looked at Wu Ming vaguely, Honglian snorted lightly rather unpleasantly.

If it weren't for Wu Fu and the second elder in person, with her current temper, she might not know how to have a seizure!

Moreover, out of confidence in his young master, a subtle look flashed in his beautiful eyes, as if he was expecting something.

Lu Zijin's expression remained unchanged, but he glanced at Wu Ming with a hint of nervousness, but the latter looked like an old god, as if he was reminiscing about the artistic conception of poetry, and as if he was wandering outside the world, he didn't notice it.

Chen Zihua, who had been paying attention to her secretly, frowned slightly, but did not make provocative remarks with grace, but bowed in the direction of the three elders and slowly sat down.

"Shizi is a contemporary poet, why not taste it?"

"Yes, the son of the world is brilliantly written, and the poems have been passed down to the world, what do you think of my senior brother's poem?"

If he didn't speak, it didn't mean that his senior brother would sit back and watch Wu Ming idle, and immediately invited him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, listening to Brother Chen's poem is fascinating, it should be a rare masterpiece!"

Wu Ming suddenly came back to his senses and arched his hand slightly apologetically.

"In this case, we can't compare with my senior brother, if the prince has good poems, let me enjoy them together. ”

The three of them exchanged glances without a trace, and one of them said with a sense of excitement.

The implication is that if you can't do it, just say it, so as not to delay everyone's work, and if so, say it quickly, so that everyone can see who is good.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little wrong, Chen and Liu Erlao frowned slightly, and couldn't help but look at Wu Fu, as if they wanted him to come forward.

It's just that the 'stinky chess basket' in the mouth of the second elder suddenly didn't see it, so he twisted a peanut by himself, drank a little wine, and ate happily.

Fortunately, Wu Ming, who has always been 'short-tempered', did not attack on the spot, but got up with a smile and rushed to the first three elders to bow his hand.

"The two old gentlemen are on top, and the kid is ugly!"

Wu Ming did not leave the table, stood in front of the table, held the chopsticks in his hands, tapped the wine glass, his eyes revealed an indescribable deep brilliance, and said softly, "You don't see, the water of the Yellow Dragon comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning." You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when she is gone!"

When he said the first sentence, Wu Fu's eyes, who were familiar with his whereabouts, lit up.

Whether he left from Ansan Lake or went to Songshan, Wu Ming had never seen the turbulent Huanglong River that ran through the east and west of Shenzhou.

This sentence is talking about yourself, and you can also ask the young people here!

But the artistic conception revealed is beyond imagination!

But the next sentence gives people a sense of ups and downs from heaven to earth!

You have high thoughts, have you ever thought of your parents at home, and their heads of green silk turned into gray hair in an instant!

Others may not have such a deep understanding, but the second elder, who can often sit and play chess with Wu Fu, couldn't help but look at him with complicated eyes, especially when he stayed on his gray temples for a moment.

When Wu Fu was young, he and Wu Ming's grandfather Wu Xiong were comrades-in-arms in life and death.

Then he relied on Wu Ming to get the True Dragon Pill from his grandfather, so that the dead wood was spring, but even so, at the beginning, he did not hesitate to spend the natal true fire to open up for Wu Ming, but he still consumed a huge amount of essence and energy.

Such a toss, even a saint can't bear it, even if he has the help of the holy spirit wine later, it still makes Wu Fu's temples remain old!

In the eyes of the second elder, this poem is Wu Ming's gratitude to Wu Fu after two years of travel, and he really treats it as a parent's high hall!

If the first two sentences have nothing to do with the banquet except for the shocking ups and downs of the momentum and artistic conception, the last two sentences really amazed the two well-educated Confucians.

Even Chen Zihua and the four of them were shocked for a while, especially those who spoke aggressively before, their faces were slightly pale and their foreheads were sweating!

How reckless and uninhibited is the phrase 'life must be happy'?

Looking at all the things after Wu Ming returned to Beijing, even if he was forced under high pressure, he could act in a profligate manner, revealing brawl!

The last sentence made everyone think of the Zhenwu Tower that stood tall in the southern outer city!

Except for the top sects and a few powerful forces, who else can afford it, and have the courage to build such a comprehensive martial arts hall?

Only the prince of Wu Wangfu - Wu Ming!

The construction of the martial arts hall may be forced by the situation, or it may be a last resort for various reasons, but in one sentence, it exhausts Wu Ming's unyielding meaning!

No matter how much you give, there will always be a day to come back, or even better!

Once this poem comes out, you can imagine how many people can't sleep at night because of this!

"Such a masterpiece should be revealed!"

After being silent for a long time, Wu Fu took the lead in raising a glass and drinking it all.

"Good!"

The two elders glanced at each other and drank bitterly.

Chen Zihua and the four of them were still in shock, raising their glasses with unbelievable expressions, and they didn't swallow for a long time.

And the four girls are even more beautiful, and even Qu Ying and Chen Qiaoyun, who don't understand poetry and songs, feel extraordinary, let alone Lu Zijin and Red Lotus!

"Okay, eat and drink enough, Red Lotus, you take a few sons to the back garden for a walk, there are still some places in the house that can be seen at a glance!"

For the first time, Wu Fu spoke on behalf of Wu Ming.

Everyone didn't think it was wrong, because even Wu Ming had made it clear that Wu Fu was in his heart, the same as Gao Tang's parents.

"Chen Gongzi, please come with me!"

The red lotus bowed and stretched out her hand.

"Teacher, Mr. Wu, the student is retiring!"

When the four of them heard this, their expressions were shocked, they barely restrained their minds and got up, bowed, and glanced at Wu Ming with complicated eyes when they left.

In this regard, Wu Mingbao smiled and gestured with his eyes, Lu Zijin, Qu Ying, and Chen Qiaoyun also withdrew from the main hall, leaving the three elders alone.