"Giggles! Sister, I'm just here to see what kind of character my Yue'er's favorite man is! Sister Enchanting sighed softly. Yue'er will eventually get married, and I will be alone again. ”

"Master, even if Yue'er gets married, she is still your apprentice, and Yue'er can still accompany you." Oiran held the master's hand delicately and coquettishly.

"Hahaha! I'm afraid that when the time comes, in your girl's heart, Xianggong will be the first, and I can't wait for me to leave early! ”

"Not really!"

"It won't be too early to call me the Prime Minister's Guild now! Yue'er and I haven't even kissed each other! Yue'er, do you want to study it together at night, sister, don't peek! ”

....

"Have you heard?"

"I heard about it, but I didn't expect Mr. Zhuge to participate in the Qixi Poetry Festival as a participant. Lord Wuhou also personally came forward to confirm the news, I am afraid that those gathered romantic talents will be boiling, this Qixi Festival Poetry Meeting is afraid that it will become a 'Mr. Zhuge Recruitment Party', and Miss Mo Yue'er and Miss Qinya can compete with Mr. Zhuge a little... Why do you think so of me! I don't think I'm wrong! ”

“... Is there one more thing you've heard? ”

"I heard about it, but I didn't expect the little prince to come to Yuhang, and I didn't expect him to express his admiration to Miss Qinya in public... There is murder in your eyes. ”

“.. And one more.."

"And the scholar of the Luo family is actually Shen Nan, who is favored by Miss Yue'er, and was taken back for the night last night... Lying down, the gentleman doesn't move his mouth. ”

“... I can't have a pleasant chat. ”

Hearing the conversation between the above pair of passers-by, Shen Nan showed a bad smile. "Tut, I didn't expect Mr. Zhuge to be forced on a blind date by Wuhou."

And that little Wang Bagai actually planned to chase after the governor's daughter, is it a bad idea for King Xian?

"What, is the villain brother interested in that frigidity?" The bewitching woman asked with a smile.

This is the street, and her smile suddenly seemed to be like a hundred charms, and the souls of the men on the street were all hooked.

"Good sister, you can't talk nonsense, Yue'er knows that I am single-minded, but what should I do if others hear it and misunderstand me! And also.. Please tell me how you know that Mr. Zhuge is frigid. ”

Because of the Qixi Poetry Competition, the streets of Yuhang are much more lively than usual, and those talented and beautiful women or vendors who did not get the invitation to enter the Poetry Competition also formed a considerable flow of people outside the Poetry Competition.

Shen Nan and Sister Enchanting talked all the way, Yue'er also smiled and interjected a few words from time to time, and the atmosphere was 'harmonious' and harmoniously came to the door of the Qixi Poetry Club.

"This son, please show me your invitation." A doorman dressed as Ding respectfully stopped the three of them.

"Invitation, can't you go in without that thing?" Shen Nan changed into a silk boy's white robe at this moment, and the original scholar's clothes had evaporated during his sleep.

"No, as long as the son can make a poem out of the county and pay eight medium-grade spirit jades, he can enter, and if he can reach the mansion, he can directly enter for free." The little guy said respectfully.

"Childe, Yue'er has an invitation here, I can take you in."

"Shen Gongzi has threatened to make a few good poems that are spread to the world, and he is just a beginner, how can he be stumped." The enchanting woman spoke earnestly and educated. "Yue'er, at this time, women should give men the space to express themselves."

"Yue'er has been taught." Oiran nodded abruptly.

Shen Nan waved his hand confidently and casually. "I'm really not bragging, Zhenguo will come casually when the world is spread."

"Then you should sing a song and listen to it!" The bewitching sister obviously didn't believe it.

"Childe, please give me ink!" The little family servant hurriedly invited Shen Nan to the paper, ink, pen and inkstone. "At this moment, the entire Yuhang is under the illumination of 'Wenqu Xingzishi', and today's poems and lyrics can show a vision of talent."

Wenqu Xingzi Stone? What is it again? But he is a wet man who can open his mouth and sing the world's poetry, and if he asks this question, his image will collapse.

Shen Nan carried it with his left hand, shook the folding fan with his right hand and groaned slightly, picked up the brush and dipped it in inkstone, and sang while writing on the white scroll.

"Life must be happy!"

"Poof———! Just after seeing Shen Nan's first word, Sister Enchanting couldn't help laughing. "The so-called words are like their people, little brother, your words are very in line with your appearance and personality! The eyebrows are crooked, the eyes are slanted, and the cheekiness is shameless. ”

Even Yue'er, who admired Shen Nan a lot, pursed her lips and couldn't help laughing, but she didn't expect that the son who was so detached in piano poetry had a weakness in the most basic font, I really didn't expect it!

"I'm a wild grass, you know a fart!" Shen Nan calmed down and continued to sing and write. "Don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

The bewitching sister giggled. "The wild grass is crazy, and the gestures are connected and round, although wild but not lose the law, a little bit of painting, there are rules, not your ghost drawing."

Shen Nan's face turned red and said viciously. "My self-created wild grass can't do it! Sister, don't affect my creation! Otherwise, I can't write good poems, so I rely on you. ”

"Giggles!" The bewitching sister's laughter trembled, and the unhappiness that was suppressed by this guy before finally pulled back a game at this moment.

Mo Yue'er couldn't help but laugh, as far as the word son, I am afraid that the children who have gone to the private school are much stronger than him, and the posture of holding the pen is full of mistakes and omissions.

Shen Nan ignored the pair of witches and concentrated on writing the remaining two sentences. "I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone."

Shen Nan is shameless again, even in his memory, there are not many poems that can reach the Zhenguo world, and if you can save it, you can save it, anyway, these two people have not heard it.

Who knew that at the moment when the poem was completed, a certain power similar to the aura of heaven and earth suddenly converged.

"Talent is surging." Mo Yue'er was happy in her eyes, and sure enough, although the son's handwriting was sloppy, his talent couldn't be faked.

The talent condensed a soft orange light on the verses of the 'Wild Grass' ghost drawing talisman, and it swayed straight up, reaching the five-zhang void.

Day! Could it be that the 'wild grass' created by Brother has also reached the point of attracting celestial phenomena.

The little servant's eyes widened and he muttered to himself. "Talent one foot out of the county, three feet to the mansion, eight feet to Mingzhou, eight zhang Zhenguo, this. . . This is a Narushu poem. ”

"There's some talent indeed." The bewitching sister couldn't help but nod.

"Looking at the childe's playful and angry posture in the world, this 'life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon' is the best portrayal of the child." The first Oiran of the Tang Dynasty said with a look of adoration.

The bewitching sister smiled and excused. "The last two sentences 'I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone' is the finishing touch, you do have this self-confidence and proud capital, if you do a little publicity, you will definitely control the country."