The dragon clan is good at martial arts, and before they are minors, they are capable of pulling mountains and turning rivers and seas, but if they want to say that they are educated, they really can't talk about it.

People who are accustomed to using muscles are reluctant to use their brains, and despite tens of thousands of years of development, most of the dragons are still illiterate.

To put it bluntly, it is to use poetry to enlighten the Tao, refine the world's understanding of the dragon clan, and feed itself, which is actually true, borrowing chickens to lay eggs, and the dragon clan is strong enough, and there are a lot of people who like to climb.

But in the final analysis, it is still a sentence, the illiterate can do martial arts, and the face is there, and the inside is ridiculed.

Most of the dragon clan also knew that their own shortcomings were now broken by Ye Qiu's words...... It's disturbing.

All the dragon clans looked at Ye Qiu's eyes, and they were also unhappy.

Long Yingying was shocked, this Mr. Ye, how dare you do this!

Prince Long suddenly became excited, glanced at his father, the dragon's face was green, this kid was eighty percent pills.

The crown prince and the prince suddenly said angrily: "Bastard, do you think that you are higher than the civil and military officials present in the literary and Taoist realm?"

Ye Qiu did not hesitate.

"Yes. ”

It's that crazy.

There was a sudden silence on the gimbal, no one expected Ye Qiu to be so crisp, almost shameless.

The Dragon Emperor's face twitched.

The Dragon Prince was also stunned.

The crown prince was dumbfounded.

Long Yingying covered her face, Mr. Ye, I know that you are educated, but you are a little floating.

Lin Ying looked calm, because in her simple heart, Mr. Ye was the most powerful, what kind of civil and military officials were ...... It's better to roast wings.

Prime Minister Gui secretly praised in his heart, the prince is really still the original prince, and he is not mistaken.

"No one in sight!"

The crown prince and the prince were trembling with anger, and wanted to drag some text and scold Ye Qiu, after all, with such a big identity, swearing with a mortal is lost.

Ye Qiu subconsciously continued: "Old dog, mouth full of feces!"

"Poof!"

The audience suddenly burst into a burst of tea spraying, and looked at Ye Qiu in horror, this kid doesn't want to live, he dares to scold Taifu.

Even Prime Minister Gui couldn't cry or laugh, this prince was still so arbitrary.

The Dragon Emperor couldn't see it now, and he was very angry, but before the Dragon Emperor could speak, Ye Qiu took the initiative to apologize, and said a little shyly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my mind has been full of poetry couplets recently, and I subconsciously took it in order to be neat in the battle." ”

Everyone looked at Ye Qiu with wide eyes, this is really shameless!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Prime Minister Gui also hurriedly played a round and said: "As the saying goes, if you don't go crazy, you can't live, it may be that this Mr. Ye has already fallen into poetry, and he is a little selfless, he must be a person who is good at poetry. ”

Everyone turned their eyes to Prime Minister Turtle, is this okay? Prime Minister, are you sick in the brain?

But no one dares to say it, after all, the identity of the old prime minister is here.

Taifu's eyes are about to breathe fire, Lao Tzu has been scolded, what you actually care about is the battle? If you don't cultivate high, Lao Tzu will fight with you!

The old dragon emperor sat on the top floor of the cloud platform and took a nap, he was easy to get sleepy when he was old, and when he heard the noise here, he also woke up, and he didn't listen to it before, and he heard the turtle prime minister say that Ye Qiu was "good at poetry" Can he be recognized by this wasteland veteran?

The old dragon emperor was interested, yawned and said, "Since the old brother thinks that this young man is good at poetry, let him make a poem and see, there is nothing to fight about." ”

When the old Dragon Emperor woke up, the Dragon Emperor and all the civil and military forces were stupid, and they were exposed in just one sentence?

But how did they know that the old Dragon Emperor had just woken up, and they thought that he was giving the old prime minister face, and the Dragon Emperor didn't even dare to let out a fart, why were they afraid of their father?

The dynasty of the world, my father is the sky, no matter how hard his wings are, he can't go against the sky.

Prince Long, not to mention, is going to blow up, pit grandson's grandfather.

Ye Qiu smiled secretly in his heart, most of it was the luck value that worked, this old Dragon Emperor was so good, such a good person, why didn't he save his fate of eating in the first place.

The Dragon Emperor frowned and said, "Okay, let him make a poem, if he passes the level, it's okay, if it's not good, he should be punished." ”

After all, majesty must still be guaranteed, otherwise, no one will dare to go wild in front of the dragon clan in the future.

Prince Long is in a hurry, this is not a good thing, Huai Cai is like a pregnancy, it is too easy to see, this kid does not vomit, let these people vomit.

No, you can't let this kid play freely, he has to come up with the question, what is the question?

Prince Long saw that Prime Minister Gui's eyes lit up, and said: "I see that Prime Minister Gui values this Mr. Ye so much, so let him make a poem for Prime Minister Gui." ”

The Dragon Prince has a lot of heart, the people who came to the Daoguo Conference are all thinking about how to compose poems for the Dragon Clan, who would think about composing poems for the Prime Minister of the Dragon?

Make sure this kid isn't prepared!

Prime Minister Gui was also dissatisfied, after all, the prince of his family was targeted, and he wanted to speak, but he was interrupted by Ye Qiu with a smile.

"Thank you Prime Minister Turtle for taking care of you, then don't you just give a poem to Prime Minister Turtle, and please don't dislike it. ”

Ye Qiu interjected, and Prime Minister Gui was also stunned, secretly saying that the prince still has the ability to compose poems? and still compose poems for himself? A little worried, but the prince spoke, that is, if he doesn't do well in a while, he will also give him a round.

Prime Minister Turtle Cheng likes Ye Qiu anymore, there is no bottom line for what he likes, and he has learned badly from Ye Qiu, otherwise the upright Prime Minister Turtle will not be able to do this.

"What's the dislike, after so many years, no one has ever written a poem for this old fellow of mine. ”

Prime Minister Gui said with emotion.

The others didn't feel much when they heard it, but the old Dragon Emperor's eyes turned red when he heard it, this turtle Cheng had just gone to the Ten Thousand Realms for the Dragon Clan, and had guarded the Ten Thousand Dragons Cemetery for so many years, how lonely and lonely it was.

This is a hero who has dedicated his life to the dragon clan!

The old dragon emperor suddenly couldn't help it, and said seriously to Ye Qiu: "Young man, you can rest assured to be bold, don't have a psychological burden, if you don't do it well, I won't punish you, if you do it well, you will be greatly rewarded!"

When everyone heard this, they all fell for a while, and the prince's face turned completely green, this revenge is not easy to revenge!

The prince was also angry and couldn't stand still, who are you grandfather!

Ye Qiu shook his head, since he met Prime Minister Turtle, he planned to send Prime Minister Turtle a poem, because he already knew the origin of this realm, and a good poem was estimated to be of great benefit to Prime Minister Turtle.

Now Prime Minister Gui is helping him so much, and he should also start a poem.

Ye Qiu spoke.

"The strange things of the turtle, the nature of the body.

The lower side is the land, and the upper rule is long and the law is the sky.

Shun yin and yang to breathe, hidden scenery in the heavy spring.

Eat flying dust with solid gas, and drink inexhaustible morning dew.

Step toe to pitch, when Luan back to crane Gu.

Suddenly, thousands of years without compassion, Zhou Wujiang is too primary. ”

This is an excerpt from Cao Zhi's "Turtle Fu", Ye Qiu didn't dare to copy it all, but by the time Ye Qiu's voice settled, the audience was already silent.

(End of chapter)