Chapter Forty-Seven: A Moment of Pressure

The preface is the text of the farewell gift, called the "gift preface", and the content is mostly the praise, emphasis or encouragement of the relatives and friends who are given, and it is the style of the parting gift. Pen % fun % pavilion www.biquge.info" Yu Hui said. "I'll tell you, there's no better preface here than I am, because we're leaving!"

"Besides, when I went upstairs, there were countless poems! But the preface could only be one!" Yu Hui explained to her. "The preface is the role of the introduction, so I have already made a preface before writing the poem. ”

"Why we don't know. Mu Feixue was depressed.

It's like when you open a book, the preface is first, and then the text, she thought there was no preface, this can be without, but Yu Hui said that there is.

"It's embarrassing. Yu Hui smiled. "I won't tell you that as far as I guess, some of them have already made a preface, and because they can't take it out, they don't dare to take it out to be embarrassed! And generally this situation is usually an afterthought, an axe, and then take it out!

"I look at the people upstairs, and there is only one person who has the bull's ear!!"

Talking all the way, before I knew it, I was downstairs.

The people downstairs didn't know what was happening above, and they all looked at them in confusion, how could these two people who were taken up by Lord Zeng come down so quickly.

And Mu Feixue saw that Yu Hui really walked to the corner, and hurriedly went over and asked softly. "Do you really want to make a preface? Don't you know that they are insulting you?"

The short-coat gang is squatting and drinking;

caftan and sit and drink slowly;

They sat upstairs and slowly wrote poems, while Yu Hui squatted in the corner to write the preface...... Even if Yu Hui hadn't told the story of Kong Yiji, how could she not understand that this treatment was so insulting!

"Looks like you're only half of what I said!" Yu Hui sighed. "I don't write poems, I write prefaces to please someone, you don't understand! And I can't wait!"

"I'll tell you today that there are only two people here, one is them, and the other is me! As far as I am concerned, what is the difference between where to make the preface? I can squat for a hundred years, and stand with iron bones!"

I'm different from those who hold their own identity, I can squat for a hundred years, and I can stand iron-clad!

Look at him for a few more years, and you will look at him?

But I can't wait!

And Mu Feixue realized that she had misunderstood what he meant, that "look" was not stupid and waiting, but proving her worth through her own efforts!

You didn't do anything, you didn't do anything, and people still looked down on you a few years later!

Isn't their cultivator just a path of struggle, fighting with people, fighting with the earth, fighting with the sky!

And this teenager is fighting for all injustice, for uncompromise!

Kong Yiji is the only one who wears a long shirt and drinks standing up!

He is not Kong Yiji's angry person, not a short coat, not a long shirt!

At this moment, Concubine Mu Xue was silent, just quietly looking at that figure!

The figure of the young man was cast to the bottom of his heart.

Knock, knock, knock –

A guest came, hurried down from upstairs, and saluted Yu Hui. "Gong Yan appreciates his talent, and specially orders us to pass on the preface orally, sentence by sentence, and promote his Cangyuan!"

This special bullying is endless, if Mu Feixue wasn't afraid of causing trouble to Yu Hui, she would have left this boy in Ganjiang long ago!

The person who made the preface in front was probably his son-in-law, a guy surnamed Meng. If he writes the preface and writes it down, he can go back to the axe to polish and correct it, but here in Yu Hui, he writes a word and is passed on orally, which is equivalent to finalizing the draft, and he will not change it!

She was waiting, waiting for Yu Hui's reaction.

Yu Hui just looked at the boy who had passed the wine jug to him lightly and said. "Good!"

"I'll grind it for you!"

Mu Feixue didn't notice that the corners of her eyes were moist, and she wiped her sleeves. He is Yu Hui, the only Yu Hui, he will not be defeated!

Yu Hui held the wolf dipped in ink, sat calmly in the corner, and made a preface.

The boy stood behind him and watched him make a preface, and read it out:

"Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng". ”

His voice was clear and spoke at a moderate pace, which was audible to all.

There is a boy standing on each floor, and the number is generally passed on from the first floor to the first floor, which makes everyone have a sense of the palace celebrant eunuch.

Seeing Yu Hui's first sentence come out, the boy whispered faintly, and everyone was still smiling.

"Yuzhang Ancient County, Hongdu New Mansion. ”

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Hearing this, Yan Gong shook his head slightly. "I thought that Yan Duzhi could write what kind of amazing work he could write, but it is also a clichΓ©!"

"This person sells his reputation and reputation, but his literary talent is not enough!" someone answered.

"Yan alone, Yan alone, out of this Tengwang Pavilion, I'm afraid he won't be able to take away the name of this alone!

"This person is just a clown jumping off the beam, it's good for everyone to be lively, come on, Yan Gong, I salute you!"

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"Haha, Yan Dujiu is really embarrassed, I have never heard of such treatment!"

"He's drinking alone in the corner, we might as well go down and have a look!"

"Don't disturb, don't disturb, Yan Dujiu is brewing a masterpiece, it's not good if you're affected by us!"

"Haha......"

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The hearty laughter upstairs came down layer by layer, and Mu Feixue listened harshly, and became more and more aware of the gap between Yu Hui and them.

At this time, Yu Hui's second sentence was completed.

"The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu. ”

When the boy heard the news, Yan Gong heard it and groaned silently;

Tang Erzhou's face also changed slightly, and he didn't speak.

Everyone saw that the atmosphere was wrong, and they didn't dare to speak.

They all pricked up their ears and listened, for fear that they would hear the wrong boy's voice, or that they might not hear clearly.

"The three rivers and the five lakes are controlled, and the Ouyue is controlled. ”

"Wuhua Tianbao, the ruins of the dragon light shooting bull fight;"

"Outstanding people, Xu Ru went down to Chen Fan's bed. ”

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"How do you know that the boy is victorious. ”

With the three rivers as the placket, the five lakes as the belt, controlling the Chu land, connecting Minyue. The essence of things is the treasure of heaven, and the light of the sword rushes straight to the range of the bull and the two stars. There are heroes among the people, because the earth has aura, Chen Fan specially set up a few beds for Xu Ru.

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I was young and ignorant, but I had the privilege of attending this great banquet in person.

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Mu Feixue is a martial artist, but she is also slightly involved in poetry and songs, and the more she is like this, the more shocked she is!

Tengwang Pavilion located in this land of the south of the Yangtze River, under the description of Yu Hui word by word, the majestic and magnificent scene is spread out in front of him, the banquet is elegant and grand, and he cherishes the feelings of the world.

Yan Dudu was silent,

Tang Erzhou was silent,

All the talented men were silent,

It was a heartfelt, wordless, indescribable emotion.

However, at this time, the temple changed dramatically!