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"Wait!"

A loud shout. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info A person next to Hou Kui's position stood up, "What, do you want to leave when you hit someone?"

Qin Xiao didn't look back, as if he hadn't heard, and continued to walk in the direction of the seat.

The man was indignant. Qin Xiao didn't take himself seriously at all!

"Brother Jiang Li, forget it!" Zhao Kuangtian said to the man.

"Hmph, Brother Hou Kui and the sisters of the Yu family have a fair discussion, Qin Xiao actually insidiously plotted against Brother Hou Kui, how can he forget it like this?"

This person named Jiang Li jumped into the middle of the door at once, paused, pounced on Qin Xiao's back, and slashed at Wu Tian's back.

"Brother Qin, be careful behind your back!" Sister Yu stood up nervously and shouted loudly.

Qin Xiao still didn't look back, still walking straight forward.

Everyone felt like they were going to stop breathing. The sisters of the Yu family had beautiful eyes, and their nervousness was overflowing.

Qin Xiao felt that the sword qi was approaching, he instantly stood still, turned his body, and kicked towards Jiang Li.

Jiang Li stood tall, his whole body was still in mid-air, and he saw that Qin Xiao's body seemed to move. However, he couldn't hold it anymore. The knife slashed straight at Qin Xiao.

Qin Xiao's person disappeared in an instant, but the foot was firmly kicked in Jiang Li's chest.

Click!

Yes......

It was like a few bamboo poles suddenly breaking, Jiang Li's chest came with a crisp sound, and the whole person screamed miserably, and flew back to the direction of his seat upside down.

Crash!

There was a sound of cups, plates, tables and chairs falling to the ground.

Jiang Li was face down, his feet still resting on the table. The whole person is a living dead, and he can't move!

A few people next to him immediately helped him up. Zhao Kuangtian said angrily: "Gongzi Qin is really good, he actually made such a heavy ruthless hand!"

Qin Xiao turned around, returned to his seat, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it as if no one was around, ignoring Zhao Kuangtian's words.

Everyone looked at each other.

This kid is really not small. Jiang Li is the grandson of Jiang Guogong. Jiang Guogong has always been protective of his shortcomings, how dare you kick his grandson and break a few ribs?

Also, when Zhao Kuangtian asked you, you turned a blind eye and ignored it?

This time, Qin Xiao offended the people of Zhao Kuangtian's family. humiliated Gao Feng and Lu Changfeng, slapped Hou Kui, and kicked Jiang Li...... Now he blatantly ignores Zhao Kuangtian's words!

Zhao Kuangtian was extremely resentful, and smiled at Qin: "Okay! It's really good! Qin Gongzi is really a genius! But don't forget, a genius is not a genius when he dies!"

Qin Xiao was about to fight back. Luo Bo on the other side smiled coldly and said: "Listening to Zhao Shizi's words, it seems that he wants to take revenge on Prince Qin? Her Royal Highness the Princess and Her Royal Highness the Crown Prince are here, and the Prince seems to be a little complacent!"

"Some people have never had Her Royal Highness the Princess and Her Royal Highness the Crown Prince in their eyes. Gu Hong echoed, "I actually beat and killed people on such occasions at will, and threatened others at every turn." Hehe......"

Qin Xiao continued to pour himself a drink. Luo Bo helped himself speak, he was not surprised. Both parties are eager to squeeze each other to death, and now that Luo Bo and his family have seized the opportunity, how can they miss it?

Zhao Kuangtian was furious, and as soon as the table was slammed, he was about to go crazy.

"Ahem......" The prince stopped the discussion with several old men, and instantly understood the situation on the field. He cleared his throat and said with a smile, "Everyone, it is inevitable that there will be some damage between the exchanges. That's the end for now. Why don't we change the way, come to a little bit of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, chant poems and lyrics and other elegant things, I don't know what you think?"

"Exactly!" everyone nodded yes. The scene just now was really bloody, and I couldn't get off the stage if I didn't get it right. It's better to have something elegant.

In this regard, the children of the big families here have all been infected since childhood. Name out any one, even if you are not a person who has written a chapter, at least you are familiar with the rhyme and so on.

Except, of course, Qin Xiao.

They looked at Qin Xiao, and they didn't have a hint of revenge in their hearts. You kid just wrote a poem, and you actually charmed the princess. Can't you still have stolen poems?

The prince suggested that it would be better to ask the four hermit masters behind him to comment on one or two.

Everyone agreed. Since these four people were personally invited by His Majesty the Emperor, they must be truly well-deserved scholars.

The four old men stood up and nodded to the crowd in greeting.

The prince introduced: "These four old gentlemen are Mr. Dong Tangshi, Mr. Jin Songci, Mr. Hui Yuanqu, and Mr. Ao Xiaowen. ”

The crowd stood up and prepared to salute. Hearing the prince's introduction, he was stunned one by one, and his eyes were crooked in surprise.

When it is long!

The chopsticks and spoons held by several people fell out of their hands at some point.

The names of these old gentlemen are almost a thunderbolt, and they sound in everyone's heart. In the Blue Dragon Empire, in the entire Soul Martial Continent, their names simply had a deafening influence like five thunderbolts.

They are the Confucian masters of the Qinglong Emperor and even the entire continent. Speaking of the daimyo, it is like thunder. Widely known!

They were guests of the royal nobility. Some people who love literature and ink vassal elegance are even more sought after. It is said that the number of fans of these people is enough for 10 million.

Even some of the ladies are beautiful, and they don't know them in the deep boudoir, but they also know the names of these old gentlemen.

They also went out to collect wind this time, and they happened to pass through the imperial capital county, and they couldn't resist the invitation of His Majesty the Emperor, so they reluctantly agreed, and took a little time out of their busy schedules to give some guidance to the young talents of the empire.

The Blue Dragon Empire's statecraft is a dual cultivation of civil and military. Wenchen and military generals are in the same line of the imperial court. Sometimes, even civilian officials have an overwhelming tendency towards military generals.

His Majesty the Emperor had this in mind. The whole country, from princes and nobles to poor people, also attaches more importance to reading. A simple martial artist is often despised. And poetry, as the most popular and powerful field among readers, is highly valued in the Soul Martial Continent.

Almost all scholars use this as an important indicator of their academic accomplishment. The Blue Dragon Empire even used poetry as a major subject in selecting talents.

None of you here have ever given up reading, let alone given up reading and writing poetry.

Of course, Qin Xiao is still different.

Qin Xiao looked at the four old men carefully, all of them had long hair and fluttering, and they looked like fairy wind bones.

The crown prince led the way with a standing ovation. The crowd stood up and applauded vigorously.

Jia Zhengjing's palms were red. He's the most energetic. It's about to be my best project. You must perform well and completely extinguish the prestige of Qin Xiao's house!

The four old men waved leisurely to everyone. Seeing the appearance of everyone stunned, I was quite satisfied. Hearing the applause enthusiastically, it was like a brush brushing his heart, ironing to the extreme.

After a martial arts fight, now it's finally something elegant. This is a special session for four old men. The four old men decided to take this opportunity to sarcastically warn this group of young people not to use knives at every turn. Playing tricks...... No, wouldn't it be nice to have a little bit of a war of words?

Huh? That's the Qin Xiao? The one who wrote the poem just now?

How to lean back in the chair, a wine glass in one hand, and something in the other hand to send it to the greasy mouth.

The four old men immediately frowned, shook their heads, and said secretly: "Rotten wood can't be carved! Don't just write a poem and have no respect." Hey, young people are young people after all......"

The prince stood up and introduced everyone one by one: "This old gentleman is the famous poet Dong Tang Shi who everyone is familiar with and has long admired his name!"

The crowd applauded again.

Mr. Dong Tangshi bowed slightly, smiled and waved slightly to the audience. Of course, I skipped the Qin Xiao who was holding a wine glass and crossing Erlang's legs.

"This is the famous lyricist Mr. Jin Songci, who is famous at home and abroad......"

Applaud!

"This is ......"

Applaud!

......

After a long time, the four of them finished their introduction. The palms of the crowd were red. What is an idol? What is worship, what is a fan?

Especially a few young ladies can light up in both eyes. What young person doesn't have a little youthful passion? Who doesn't feel sad about spring? Who doesn't grieve for autumn?

It is the summer thunder, the winter snow, and a little poetic and picturesque. Helpless, it is difficult to describe and express it. Occasionally, there are one or two good sentences, but I always feel that I can't properly and profoundly express my inner feelings.

On the contrary, these old masters, although they are quite old, are not old in heart, and the poems they chant are always so close to people's hearts, which can always awaken their fragile and sensitive hearts.

The prince saw that everyone was settled, stood up and said: "I am not talented, I occasionally get a sentence or two, and for the time being, I will throw bricks and lead jade, and offer ugliness." ”

Everyone was polite.

The prince recited: "In the morning, the mountains fall one after another, and the wind and rain are lonely. Dream at the bow of the Qiushi, and let the ronin laugh with the waves!"

"Okay! The prince is really talented, and he is heroic. ”

"Yes, yes, I can't do it anyway!"

"Rare!"

......

For a while, beautiful words came and went.

"Please also ask a few old masters to show me!" the prince bowed to the top seat.

Several old masters discussed for a while, and finally, the old master of Dong Tang poetry concluded: "This poem expresses a kind of life situation. Regardless of the wind and rain outside, even if the wind and rain are bitter, they also live their own chic and casual. Don't be swayed by the environment, don't change yourself because of life, and don't care about other people's opinions. The realm is quite high. It is only a slight deficiency in the level of confrontation, and it still needs to be improved. ”

"In Xia Jia Zheng, there are also a few words, please give advice. Jia Zhengjing finally couldn't sit still, and when the prince sat down, he hurriedly stood up.

"The adverbial lang has written a poem, listen to it!"

"Jia Zhengjing rarely has a poetic name, and he is full of talent. It's definitely good poetry!"

"Listen, don't interfere with ......"

......

Jia Zhengjing chanted loudly: "A northern goose is a love, a few green mountains and a few clouds. For the reason to serve the country Lingyunzhi, the three paths will be wasted!"

"Sure enough, it lives up to its name!"

"Good poetry, very stylish!"

......

Jia Zhengcheng was full of pride, looking at the old masters expectantly.

On behalf of several Lao Tzu, Mr. Ao Xiaowen commented: "The realm is high and the style is high. Talking about the pursuit and self-confidence of life. It expresses that countless people who go out to study and seek careers, in order to serve the country, do not want to go into hiding, and let the courtyard be full of yellow flowers and no longer clean. Wrote a spirit of hard work and high spirit. If so, the scene created can be more realistic and detailed, and it will be more moving. ”

The crowd applauded!

Jia Zheng glanced at Qin Xiao seriously, the corners of his mouth went up, with a hint of arrogant smile, he picked up his robe and slowly sat down.

For a while, everyone recited poems.

A few old men also commented on it!