The storyteller gave him a suspicious look.

These five big and three coarse looks, why don't they look like poetry masters?

However, due to the forces on the other side, Mr. Storyteller still squeezed out a smile and said: "Dare to ask Commander Zhang, can you make a big deal, say it and let us appreciate it?" ”

"Good!"

The rest of the patrons in the teahouse also applauded.

"! Don't listen to his nonsense, I'm Lao Zhang, I'm a big boss. Zhang Madness slapped the subordinates next to him violently and said politely.

Hearing Zhang Mao's modest words, his subordinates suddenly said: "Commander, don't hide it, let them see it." ”

"Oh? In that case, let's barely mention a poem I wrote before! ”

Zhang Yan cleared his throat: "Ahem, listen up!" ”

"The name of the poem is called the bird!"

Hearing the arrogant words, the brothers who followed the earth all tried to think hard.

Bird?

What is the poet's poem?

But after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't think about it.

"There are birds flying in the sky, and this is a good bird, and what is hidden in the crotch of the pants is also a bird, and this is a bad bird! Good birds, bad birds, all birds! ”

Insolence read aloud.

After hearing the arrogant words.

In the teahouse, it was silent for a few seconds.

The storyteller, almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of old tea.

Poof!

These monks were forced to endure because of their arrogant status.

The brothers under the arrogant hands really couldn't hold back.

The original intention was to create an opportunity for insolence to pretend to be compared with the poems of the ancients on the earth.

I didn't expect this product to be so upright, and I really read out the limerick I made.

Seeing the reaction of his subordinates, Zhang Qiang couldn't help but be angry: "What, don't you want to hear it?" ”

"Ahem, good poetry, really good poetry!" Mr. Storyteller said at this time.

Hearing this, Zhang Qiang's eyes couldn't help but light up: "Confidant, you are the first person to praise my poems as good poems, how is it, not much worse than my boss's poems, right?" ”

Mr. Storyteller's cultivation is not high, and he belongs to the kind of person who likes to delve into poetry.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Madness had the identity of the leader of Star City, he would definitely have to fight for the Divine Poetry and Arrogant in his mind at this time.

He actually used this kind of garbage to insult the good sentence made by Commander Lin!

It's simply bearable.

What else can you do if you can't bear it?

"Objectively speaking, there is still a gap, but it is not too big."

Gritting his teeth, the storyteller said with a clear conscience.

"Haha, I like this storyteller, when he enters Star City in the future, who dares to accept his spirit stones, I will be anxious with you!" Zhang laughed wildly.

Just when Zhang was happy, Wen Wuchang also walked to the teahouse.

"Lao Zhang, why are you smiling so happily?"

"My poems are finally being appreciated." Zhang Madness put his hands behind his back: "Come, Lao Wen, listen to me give you a poem!" ”

"Bard?" Wen Wuchang said speechlessly: "Okay, I don't know your level?" Hurry up, the boss is back, and he is in the Grand Commander's Mansion to summon us over. ”

"Really? Coming back so soon? ”

Zhang Qile: "Hurry up and go, go and see our first civil and military go!" ”

With that, Zhang Madness swaggered out of the teahouse.

Although the arrogance is a bit arrogant.

But compared with the previous Xiang Hui, it is completely insignificant.

In general, he is arrogant and principled, and as long as he doesn't mess with him, he is still very easy to get along with.

Seeing Zhang Madness leaving, the storyteller couldn't help beating his chest.

"Teacher, I, I'm ashamed to read the books of the sages! Your old man has a spirit in the sky, a thunderbolt will kill me! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderbolt flashed out of thin air above Star City.

Boom.

The storyteller shrunk his neck in fright.

"Ahem, teacher, I'm kidding, what are you doing so seriously......"

Seeing the appearance of the storyteller, the people in the teahouse couldn't help but laugh even more.

……

The Grand Commander's Mansion is extremely crowded at this time.

After Lin Xiu passed the Yingjie meeting, his reputation was even more shocked.

The three poems he composed were even more spread in the heavens in a matter of days.

Countless monks want to see the one who wishes to win the heart of one person, and the white head is inseparable. 'What does the infatuated man look like?

As a result, the doorway was almost full.

"What are you doing? Get out of the way, and believe it or not get you all arrested? ”

Zhang Mad and Wen Wuchang came, and Zhang Mad suddenly scolded loudly.

With a commanding armor on his body, no one dares to argue with arrogance.

They all avoided it honestly, for fear of getting into trouble.

At this time, Lin Xian was chatting with the wind in the room.

It's nothing more than telling the wind about the news he got from Xiao Tong.

There is a specialization in art, and the wind is easy to use, and many things are better for him to analyze than to ponder by himself.

Sure enough, after hearing a lot of news, Feng Yiyi's brows were also tightly locked.

"Now, the biggest doubt is, is the person on that island, is it Emperor Lin, if it is really Emperor Lin, then what is the purpose of his cultivation of you." The wind gusted.

Lin Xiu shook his head: "I don't know, since I left the Peerless Island, I have never had any contact with the master. ”

"If he wants you to overthrow Heavenly Court and help him regain the throne, will you help?" Feng Yiyi asked seriously.

When Lin Xiu heard this, he was also stunned.

After a long time, Lin Xiu shook his head.

"I don't know!"

Lin Xiu's character is like this, emphasizing affection and righteousness.

At the beginning of the five years on the Peerless Island, the master's help to himself was completely like the grace of reconstruction.

If he really needed it, it would be very difficult for Lin Xiu to open his mouth to refuse.

But what if it helps?

Lin Xiu's heart was even more entangled.

At the beginning, on the demon island, Zhang Chenrui, He Zhan, the scene of sacrificing for himself will often appear in my mind.

The pain of losing his brother, Lin Xiu really didn't want to experience it again.

Feng looked at Lin Xiu for a long time before sighing.

For Lin Xiu, the wind is naturally understood.

"But Emperor Lin's chances of letting you regain the throne for him are not too great!"

"Huh? Why? Lin Xiu said curiously.

"My lord, think about it, if you want someone to do things for you, is it better to let him know from the beginning and help him improve his cultivation with all his might, or should you teach him a little skill and let him fend for himself?"

It's an exaggeration, but it's true.

Lin Xiu's master did not help him in any way except for taking Lin Xiu to get started and laying the foundation for him.

If it is really to train people to help them take revenge, they will never do it.

Hearing this, Lin Xiu's brows were also tightly locked:

"Could it be that the master really just took pity on me at that time and accepted me into the school?"

"I can't guess what such characters think." The wind burst and said, "What do you think now, my lord?" ”

"I don't have any other ideas, I just need to reach enough status to be able to marry Xiao Tong openly!"

PS: After the third watch, I will nag you again~

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