"Proud ...... Proud? You, you, you, still proud, why don't you go to heaven?"

On Fang Shouyan's slightly old face, the muscles twitched violently several times, and the shallow wrinkles trembled a little.

The expression on his face was also extremely wonderful at this moment.

His eyes were like stars, staring at Chen Wuzhen with sparkling eyes, as if he wanted to make a move.

"Ahem, patriarch, calm, calm, reader, the text carries the Tao, only to cultivate virtue, to convince people with virtue. ”

Chen Wuzhen saw that Fang Shouyan's old face could fight with black charcoal, but he still restrained himself.

He also knew that his poetry was indeed too vulgar.

But, is this actually a description of a thing?

Money beauties must be vulgar?

Career and love must be noble?

It's just that you can't see through it, so why can't you be direct?

Shouldn't you boo after drinking Xiangjiu? Describe what's wrong?

What hypocrisy, O people of the world!

Chen Wu also had some contempt for this old man in his heart.

"Convince people with virtue! Okay, then convince people with virtue." That boy from the Chen family, tell me, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, and that's how you write poems?"

Fang Shouyan said, and looked at Fang Lingxi with obvious suspicion.

Fang Lingxi couldn't cry or laugh at this time-he, his husband, was a demon again.

"Why is this kind of poetry and song not good? Isn't this a return to the basics, isn't it the simplicity of the road?"

Chen Wuzhen seemed to be very unruly and rhetorical - this kind of rebelliousness showed his elegant temperament, noble sentiments, and majestic mind.

When Fang Shouyan heard this, he stumbled and almost couldn't stand steadily.

"That's it, back to basics?"

Fang Shouyan interrogated word by word.

"Well, the patriarch didn't see through the world, and he didn't understand the heart of Vientiane Hongchen. The so-called benevolent see the benevolent, and the wise see the wise, and it is nothing more than that. ”

Chen Wuzhen pretended to be very tall.

Fang Shouyan was speechless, he talked for a long time, and if he continued, he became unliterate.

"You're a bit of a rusher, little wise. ”

Fang Shouyan glanced at Chen Wuzhen, and as soon as his figure moved, he had already jumped up and landed on the attic on the second floor.

Fang Lingxi moved lightly, and the void flew up.

"Husband. ”

She bowed slightly, and behaved very elegantly.

Such a move surprised Chen Wuzhen.

He looked up at the horizon and said to himself, "The two moons didn't rise in the west, and they fell in the east." ”

When Fang Lingxi heard this, she almost ran away again, the patriarch was still there, and she couldn't behave, so she could only give Chen Wuzhen a fierce glance - good to you, are you still hypocritical? Hmph, wait.

"Boy of the Chen family, the old man came to you in the middle of the night, in fact, he also had some serious business to tell you. ”

Fang Shouyan didn't say anything long-winded, and said directly.

"What kind of business, do you want to talk about it in the middle of the night? Could it be that I and Ling Xi made dolls?"

Chen Wuzhen showed a sudden appearance, and then glanced at Fang Lingxi with some 'resentment', and that look seemed to say: Ling Xi, how can we casually say such an intimate matter to outsiders?"

Fang Lingxi was stunned by Chen Wuzhen's talkative eyes, and then her pretty face immediately turned red, like a flame burning on her face.

Fang Shouyan opened his mouth, but he found that he was choked and couldn't say a word.

"Patriarch, listen to me sing a poem. ”

Chen Wuzhen avoided Fang Lingxi's 'fierce' warning gaze, and suddenly Wen Si was like a urine collapse—oh, it was Wen Si who was like a spring.

"Luohong is not a ruthless thing, three hundred yuan crystals can be recovered. ”

"Turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers, I only need two hundred and eight. ”

After Chen Wuzhen finished reciting the poem, he felt very happy.

With the ability of the Dao realm and the law to chant poems, what is chanted is no longer a poem, but an artistic conception, a Dao realm, a lifelike picture.

There are paintings in poems, and there are poems in paintings, and nothing more than that.

It's just that this artistic conception is a bit ......

Fang Shouyan's body trembled, resisted the urge to vomit blood again, and said, "Kid of the Chen family, you ...... In front of the old man, you flirt like this, in your eyes, is there still a law, is there still cultivation, and is there still me, the patriarch?"

Fang Lingxi is now entering Wendao, and he can already distinguish what 'Luohong' and 'Spring Mud' represent.

Isn't this the scene after the shameless man of the husband to describe the first 'yin and yang union' of men and women?

What else do you say that you can restore your pure body through the three hundred yuan spar?

It's so damning!

At this moment, Fang Lingxi knew that even if she explained that she was pure in front of the patriarch, I am afraid that there was no way to explain it.

Now, on the contrary, the matter of her and Chen Wuzhen's 'cooperation' has been confirmed.

"You-you guys are really ...... Together, I also play repair...... It really opened the old man's eyes!"

Fang Shouyan felt that there was smoke coming out of his head—it was infuriating.

"Patriarch, husband, he deliberately misled you. ”

Fang Lingxi was ashamed and indignant, and explained helplessly and powerlessly.

"Misleading me, misleading me, old man, what is it all about, just to cover up that little thing between you. That's it, you can come as you want, but be careful to avoid it, don't make a doll, then it's really over!

In addition, the Chen family boy, you are now the only inheritor of the Chen family, you ...... What should I do, I don't have any points in my heart?"

Fang Shouyan took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to go berserk.

"What the patriarch said is extremely true, in the eyes of the boy, the patriarch is like a god - but I don't know, what does the patriarch think of the boy?"

Chen Wuzhen said with a smile.

Fang Shouyan was complimented, thought a lot in his heart, snorted lightly, and said, "Well, in my eyes, you are an opportunistic, rhetorical ruffian, and scoundrel. ”

"Poof—"

Fang Lingxi smiled, obviously agreeing with Fang Shouyan's statement.

Chen Wuzhen nodded, and his handsome face was a little deep: "The heart is like a god, looking at everything in the world, all are gods, and the heart is like a scoundrel, looking at all living beings in all regions, they are all scoundrels." This is the meaning of what the kid said before: 'The benevolent see the benevolent, the wise see the wise'.

'The vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip points to the end of the world. Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. These four lines of poetry, among which the red and spring mud, are so great and noble.

But in the eyes of the patriarch, the red will become the red after the woman loses her innocence, and the spring mud will become the spring mud after the man's kidney water has passed......

Is it that the 'whip' of this 'chanting whip' is what kind of 'whip' is it in the eyes of the patriarch?"

"Alas, patriarch, I didn't expect you to be such a patriarch. ”

Chen Wuzhen was meaningful, looking at Fang Shouyan with a pure and clear look.

"Poof—"

Fang Shouyan directly squirted a mouthful of old blood, and then the old face also turned red.

"This kid, you can stand it! Okay, you talk, you are together, what do you like, I'll go, can't I go?"

"In the future, if we keep the Yan, we will take care of your affairs again...... Forget it, I still want to live a few more years, so as not to be angry to death!"

Fang Shouyan glared at Chen Wuzhen fiercely, and that look was nothing more than saying: "Boy, be modest, take good measures! If you let Ling Xi's girl conceive a baby, I want you to look good!"

Fang Shouyan left in a huff, while Fang Lingxi was completely messy in the wind.