Luo Shu'er and the others were also quite curious about what Li Xiaomu would find out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But when that guy lifted and unfolded the thing in his hand, Luo Shu'er's mouthful of tea sprayed all the tea on Zhong Zichao's face.

Fortunately, the senior brother's wood can also be seen as a kind of "calmness", he gently wiped his face with his cuffs, "hot ......"

"Mu Gongzi, what do you mean by this?" the old bustard's face darkened, and he glanced at Li Xiaomu, "If you drink too much wine and there is a vacant room upstairs, you can go and rest for the night, but if it is—hum!" She smiled coldly, and the thugs around her "hula" took a step forward.

What Li Xiaomu is holding in his hand is a woman's clothes, the material looks good, but the color is light gray and white, like the regular clothes of a peasant girl;

"Haha, this, this ugly thing is made for himself-" Someone couldn't hold back a laugh, "It's really worthy!"

Then there was laughter.

Luo Shu'er hung her head deeply and stepped back.

Tao Taoqi said, "Senior sister, where are you going?"

"Stay away, don't let people know him. ”

Li Xiaomu ignored the ridicule of everyone, pouted and continued to count the men around him, "Stupid, haven't you heard that sentence?"

"That's enough—" interrupted the old bustard, "come on, throw him off the boat for me!"

"Wait!" Li Xiaomu shook the clothes in his hand, "Sister Bustard, tell me, what is the comparison in our first question?"

"Of course, it's Bixin!"

"That's it--the wind and cold in the middle of the night, the tulle is biting, even if there are 10,000 taels of gold and silver, and 1,000 acres of fertile land, can you warm your body?" Li Xiaomu said with a smile, "Although my gift is not good-looking, the heart that can be given is careful, sincere, and warm-hearted.

"This—" The old bustard was stunned, and then his eyebrows rose, "Quick, pull this babbling guy out of here!"

The thugs flocked to it, but they heard a quiet female voice overhead.

"Send it on......"

The old bustard was even more embarrassed, and when the "girl-" saw that "Chunyun Liu" was speechless, she could only hold back her anger and wave her hand.

The thugs retreated, and a little maid took the clothes from Li Xiaomu's hands, strolled up the spiral staircase, and gently draped them on the shoulders of "Chunyun Willow".

"Chunyun Liu" closed the collars on both sides to the middle, and it seemed that warmth flowed all over her body, she kept looking down at Li Xiaomu below, and only spit out two words after a long time, "Thank you." ”

"Wow!" exclaimed from the lobby.

The fairy-like figure was "heartbroken" by a ragged dress, this, this-

"There must be something strange about this!" Luo Shu'er frowned and said, "But a fireworks woman doesn't like gold, silver and jewelry, so she can't say anything at all!"

Tao Tao smiled on her face, "Well, the little junior sister's words are a little sour......"

"Oh I don't have ......."

In the exclamation of everyone, Mo Jiaxuan kept secretly glancing at Li Xiaomu, and the cold lightning flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

The old bustard's face was a little embarrassed, but she didn't admit that the first question won or lost, and immediately diverted the conversation, "Okay! The second question, Bicai!" After the hall was quiet, she continued, "Talented and beautiful, heaven and earth are harmonious! Our second question is to test your talents, huh...... With the theme of the delicate 'Spring Girl', whether it is poetry and songs, good writing, or other things, it only depends on everyone's talent and wisdom!"

As soon as the topic came out, there was a burst of joy.

There are many literati and ink writers, this has been the case since ancient times, and this moment is of course no exception, among these hundreds of people, there are many talented people who are full of wealth, and there are even bachelors with a belly of ink, solving this second question is simply giving them a great opportunity.

As a result, a wonderful poetry competition kicked off......

The talented people searched their stomachs, racked their brains, and used all the wonderful words they had learned in this half of their lives, and the beauty of "Spring Cloud Willow" was praised, and the words were as gorgeous as they could be, and they were about to hold her to the sky.

Yan Wanliang doesn't have much knowledge, but he also has a car full of diners, how people read, how he learns, but it is really compared to many people, but in the end it is Mo Jiaxuan, he was born in a powerful family, he has read poetry and books since he was a child, and the teaching that his father invited him is not an ordinary person, so he only used two poems and three sentences to definitely compare with other people.

Luo Shu'er stood in the distance and couldn't help but wonder - why did a guy who was familiar with the sage's articles not learn a little bit of kindness and benevolence, but was vicious, murderous, and ruthless?

Then, she looked at Li Xiaomu again, shook her head and sighed: "This time, he has nothing to compare...... The three companions around her also agreed, who doesn't know, Li Xiaomu can make a few words of "limerick poem" and "smooth mouth" It is good, it is estimated that he has not even looked at the famous Shengwen.

After Mo Jiaxuan finished reciting the last word in a yin and yang tone, people instantly had two different reactions, one nodded in appreciation, as if they had been impressed by his talent and forgot where they were, and the other part shook their heads and sighed bitterly, already knowing that they would no longer have a chance with the "Oiran", and there was no chance at all.

And even the "Chunyun Willow" on the pavilion was looking at him, staring at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned-

A smile captivates the city.

Everyone's heart trembled violently.

So beautiful!

Mo Jiaxuan's heart then lifted, his blood veins were boiling and hot in an instant, and he couldn't even breathe.

"Okay! The second question is Mo Gongzisheng—" the old bustard shouted with a smile.

"Wait a minute-" A shout sounded, and everyone saw that it was Li Xiaomu again, and he stepped up a few steps loudly, "Lao Tzu hasn't spoken yet-"

Mo Jiaxuan's smile became cold, and the old bustard also looked very impatient, "If you want to say it quickly, it's right to compose poetry, right?"

Li Xiaomu staggered forward, "I don't write poetry, and I don't make a poem, and I don't make a mistake-" When he got to the bottom of the spiral staircase, he looked up, and just as the gaze of "Chunyun Liu" also fell, his eyes were facing each other, and he was speechless for a long time.

"What do you want to do?" the old bustard felt that something was wrong.

Mo Jiaxuan's face became more and more ugly.

Suddenly, the hall became silent, and thousands of eyes were staring at the ugly guy with the "yin and yang face", not knowing what he was going to do......

Luo Shu'er clenched her fists, I don't know if she was nervous, worried, or-

Eat one's heart out......