"The hosts... How does this end? Bai Chun could clearly feel the pressure of silence because of the connection, her hairs stood up, her face was bitter, and her childish face was wrinkled.

Shen Nan wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled even more presumptuously. "Kind, perfect, honest as me, just trying to liven up the atmosphere and make a joke, you really believe it! Sure enough, I still gave the impression of being too honest. Think about it! How can the immortal cultivation realm be like mortals, some of them have the means to extract the Lin sniffing qi bag, ahahaha! ”

“....”

“....”

"Shen-Nan!" Liu Yu gritted her teeth, and her handsome face was distorted with anger. "It's a compliment to say that you are a ruffian, don't you have a little cultivation and shame?"

"Nonsense, don't you ruin my reputation, I'm just enlivening the atmosphere, don't you see everyone is very angry?"

"It's angry, but it's not angry!" Confucius resisted the urge to beat this guy into a pig's head, and glared at Shen Nan fiercely. "Do you need to be ruined by your reputation as a shameless man?"

Although Shen Nan was once again pointed out by everyone, these people who were influenced by Confucian culture scolded a few words over and over again, which was simply painless for Shen Nan.

"Shen Gongzi won't make this kind of joke again in the future, Yue'er can't afford it!" Oiran sighed sadly, Shen Nan was different from all the men he had met, she felt difficult to deal with, but for some reason she felt very novel, and there was no sense of boredom at all.

"You guys really don't have any humor!" Shen Nan spread his hands.

"You don't want to be cheap and sell well! Hurry up and get down to business! Ji Qiongxi breathed a sigh of relief, this guy obviously had a solution for a long time, but he always made people so frightened.

As for whether Shen Nan was joking in the previous sentence or the latter sentence, everyone tacitly agreed and was silent and did not pursue it, and it was better to be played a joke for a while than to wear the hat of 'smelling bullshit and being intoxicated' for the rest of his life.

Shen Nan descended the steps, not continuing to stimulate these guys whose anger had reached the limit. "Alright! The joke was also opened, and the laughter was laughed, and when it came back to business, what was the second game better than? Is it still a grid identification? Oops! What if I can't get anything good anymore? ”

Believe in you to have a ghost! Everyone has a deep understanding of this young man's temperament, and Confucius is no exception, he already has a case in his heart, and immediately spoke. "I, the Tang Dynasty, govern the country with literature, and I will compare my literary style with you."

He still looked down on Shen Nan, but for the sake of insurance, he still chose the field he was good at.

It can be seen from his Confucian dress that he has invaded this way, and even if a ruffian is lucky, he has some knowledge and good knowledge of the identification of objects, he does not think that such a ruffian can still achieve anything in literature.

"Wencai——! I joined the army after graduating from junior high school, and I haven't touched a book in college since I retired! Shen Nan touched his chin and looked a little embarrassed.

"Speaking of literary talents, naturally the first to recommend poetry and songs, since Miss Yue'er is the referee for us, then we will take the moon as the theme, and make a poem about the moon within a stick of incense." The Confucian came up with a comparison according to the belly case!

"I'm good at lewd wetness, isn't it embarrassing for me to chant poetry?"

"Can you do it? Why don't I come up with a moon poem and send it to you! Ji Qiongxi whispered.

"How can a man not do it, I think that when I was on the lotus side of the West Lake, I was obscene and wet for eight days and eight nights, and people gave me the nickname Jade Hand to destroy the flowers, you said I can't do it!" Shen Nan said in the blink of an eye.

"Poor mouth, you will cry if you lose."

Oiran looked at Shen Nan's side and smiled easily, his eyes narrowed into crescents and smiled. "Shen Gongzi still has room to flirt with women, is there already a good sentence?"

"Oh! Not yet, no hurry, there is still a period of time before a stick of incense. Shen Nan replied calmly, then raised his eyebrows and smiled. I don't know if it's an illusion below, Miss Yue'er seems to be particularly concerned about it. ”

"What did Shen Gongzi say, as a referee, he didn't pay attention to Shen Gongzi and Gu Gongzi, so who should the slave family pay attention to?" Oiran looked natural, and suddenly covered his mouth and smiled playfully. "Shen Gongzi doesn't pay attention to the slave family, how can he know that the slave family cares about you? As a person who competes, Childe should pay attention to his opponent. ”

"What Miss Yue'er said is reasonable, he seems to be pretending to be high on the surface just to attract Miss Yue'er's attention." Liu Yu immediately fell into the well.

"I don't know when Miss Yue'er came to Qincheng, and what is the purpose of coming here?" Shen Nan seemed to have forgotten about the test of Yongyue poems as if he was chatting.

Of course, in the eyes of some people, he thinks he has no chance to give up.

"The slave family just wants to walk around the vast Tang Dynasty and see the customs and scenery of various places, after all, if we women find their sweethearts to marry as wives, they will no longer have such leisure and freedom." Oiran sighed softly, as if sighing for her fate as a woman. "The slave family heard that a grand poetry competition will be held in Yuhang during the Qixi Festival in early July, because the world is abundant to play in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and today just arrived in Qincheng. Shen Gongzi asked what these things were for? ”

"Oh! Idle is also idle, so I just want to talk to you. Casually explaining to the Oiran, Shen Nan touched his chin and frowned and muttered.

Yu Hang.. Jiangsu and Zhejiang... Tanabata... Poetry Club..! This should be the ancient world of cultivating immortals, not the Great Heavenly Empire! Hearing these terms in the immortal cultivation world has an inexplicable feeling! Shen Nan turned his head and asked. "Qiongxi, how did the names Yuhang, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Qixi come from?"

For this kind of problem that even a ten-year-old child knows, Ji Qiongxi really wanted to throw him a roll of his eyes and the back of his head, so he had no choice but to explain this little white's common sense to him.

"Ten thousand years ago, the founding Emperor Longzu, led the Long family to destroy the withering and decaying and swept the Quartet, and established the current Tang Dynasty, His Majesty the Dragon Group is not only invincible in the world, but also impeccable in governing the country, but sometimes he will make some strange moves.

For example, the great power of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River were excavated, the states and counties were personally named, Confucianism was promoted, national festivals were stipulated, and so on! It can be said that the current Tang Dynasty was all planned and built by His Majesty Long Zu. ”

“... I see! "If this so-called Dragon Ancestor said that he didn't cross over from the ancient times of the Celestial Empire, he wouldn't believe it if he killed Erha!

"Humph! Gu had already thought of Yongyue's verses. The Confucian scholar raised his head proudly and looked at Shen Nan with contempt. Are you already planning to give up? ”

"What's the hurry, isn't it time for a stick of incense!"

"Humph! In this case, Gu Mou's song will let everyone appreciate it first. The Confucian regained his previous pride and took a few steps slowly, shaking his head and groaning.

"The sea is as full as silver,

Wandao rainbow breeds mussels.

If there is no moon cultivator in heaven,

The cinnamon branch is broken to the west. ”

Oiran, as the referee, immediately commented and applauded. "Good! Gu Gongzi is really talented, although this Yongyue poem is simple, but it cites the two folk legends of "Moon Ying Clam Pregnancy Pearl" and "Seven Treasures and Moon People Repair the Moon", which adds a mythical and mysterious color to the simple and beautiful moon, and has been included in the list of good sentences! ”

"Thank you Miss Yue'er for your comments and compliments, this Yongyue was originally given to Miss You, I hope Miss you don't shirk." The Confucian smiled elegantly, glanced at Shen Nan with confidence, and already felt that the victory in the second game was in sight.

Hum! Originally, this Yongyue poem was prepared for Miss Yue'er at the seventh poetry competition in early July, and it took me months to make the pinnacle of rhetorical transformation, you tell me how to lose?

"Thank you Gu Gongzi for your love! Such a good sentence slave family is afraid that they can't afford it! The Oiran politely refused, the senses of the Confucian in her heart had already dropped to a low point, not to mention that as the first Oiran of the Tang Dynasty, there were many talented people around her, and there were many more talented people than this Confucian scholar.

The Confucian arched his hand in embarrassment, feeling a little faceless, and immediately snorted coldly at Shen Nan. "Shen Nan is right! The time for a stick of incense has come, can you make a moon poem? If you really can't, you can't ask your friends to help. ”

"Like Miss Yue'er, I just arrived in Qincheng today, and I stayed overnight on the riverside outside the city last night." Shen Nan smiled as if answering the question.

Oiran smiled. "That's really a coincidence, but what does this have to do with Yongyue poems, isn't Shen Gongzi really unable to make poems?"

Shen Nan smiled, took a deep breath, shook his head and groaned.

Shallow waves shine in the wild, and the sky is faintly hidden.

The obstacle mud has not solved the jade arrogance, and I want to get drunk and sleep in the grass.

It's a pity that a stream of wind and moon, Mojiao trampled on Qiong Yao.

Untie the saddle and pillow the green Yang Bridge, Du Yu said a spring dawn.

As he chanted this poem, the noise around him gradually disappeared, and when he finished chanting, the corner of the spirit lord became silent.

Everyone stared at Shen Nan with wide eyes and a leisurely color, the reason why they were shocked and stunned was that the beauty of the poems was a reason, and the most important thing was that from the mouth of Shen Nan, the ruffian scoundrel in their cognition, the impact of creating such beautiful poems was too great.

Even Ji Qiongxi and Bai Chun stared at each other with beautiful eyes and small mouths open into an O-shape, Shen Nan can compose poems and is so beautiful, the impact on them is even greater, so big that their brains are short-circuited.

"Ahem! Please don't be crazy obsessed with brother, brother is just a legend. Shen Nan put his hands behind his back, looked up at the ceiling, and his figure suddenly became ethereal and arrogant.

"Wonderful!" Oiran's eyes shone like stars, staring at him as if he was meeting Shen Nan for the first time, and then applauded vigorously and exclaimed.

"Shen Gongzi is really talented, and he hides it deeply. In just 52 words, he said the place, time, scenery and his own feelings, integrating the natural scenery with his own feelings, depicting a realm of forgetting things and self and transcending things, and at the same time expressing his own state of mind in poetry and painting, expressing his optimism, open-mindedness, and the bosom of going along with the adversity.

In particular, the sentence "I want to be drunk and sleep in the herbs" is the most liked by the slave family, which not only writes about the rich drunken state, but also writes about the beauty of the herbs under the moon and the joy of loving this beautiful scenery.

Although Shen Gongzi is uninhibited on the outside, he actually likes to enjoy this natural scenery as much as the slave family in his heart! This is the most beautiful and wonderful Yongyue poem that the slave family listened to. ”

"Miss Yue'er praised it falsely." Shen Nan's smug eyebrows fluttered, and he laughed. "So the victory and defeat have been divided, I have won two games in a row, and Mr. Gu and Steward Zhao can fulfill their promises."

"It's impossible, I don't believe you can make such a verse!" Confucian has a hideous face, and he was mercilessly crushed twice by a ruffian he looked down on, both in the field he is good at, how can he be willing, and how can he believe it.

"Don't say you know me very well, we've only known each other for less than an hour, you just rely on vulgar physiognomy to conclude that I don't know how to learn, it turns out that your physiognomy is, and your character identification is also spicy chicken, and your talent is nothing more than that! If I had dug a hole and buried yourself! Save yourself from coming out again and being embarrassed. Shen Nan sneered mercilessly with a calm face.

If he said this at the beginning, others would think he was a fool, but if he said this after crushing the Confucian with his absolute strength, he was a powerful pretend, a real awesome.

"You... You're looking for death! Confucian morale trembled, his eyes were red and he roared, regardless of the outburst of the occasion, he shot at Shen Nan, and the cultivation of the peak of Bigu was undoubtedly revealed.

"Gu Changqing, stop." The beauty steward's face changed, and he shouted loudly, bursting out with a momentum far beyond Bigu, and he was a master of the Ning Yuan Realm.

However, the Confucian suddenly burst out, and the distance between him and Shen Nan was too short, and she had no time to stop it.

Oiran smiled faintly, and her eyes showed the look of watching a play.

"Brother Shen!" Ji Qiongxi subconsciously exclaimed.

Bai Chun wanted to show it, but Shen Nan made the first move.

Liu Yu's face flashed with joy, just as the Confucian thought of. "Just a smart cultivation, give me death!"

The Confucian slapped out his palm, and a 'Yan' character appeared in the palm of his hand, and the raging flames spread across his palm.

"Rumo Flame Tattoo!"

Shen Nan faced the blazing fire palm, his right hand pinched into a sword finger, a sword as thin as a blade formed, and bombarded it head-on.

"Lie down for Lao Tzu!"