"This ......"

Gu Xijun's words were shocked, and the people listening below were confused, and he didn't know how to take it for a while.

Suddenly, an old man dressed neatly and with an elegant atmosphere stood up leisurely. stroked his gray beard and praised: "This Mengyue's style is jumping, unique, and it can be said to be natural with the personalities of the two sons!"

Mo Gongzi's poems are gorgeous, and the artistic conception is graceful. And Gu Gongzi's poems are unrestrained and free, they are really straightforward and free, and they dare to express themselves. Wonderful!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, the guests were all talking, commenting, and praising them.

Gu Xijun stood up and forced an ugly smile at the old man. No matter what, people can be regarded as helping themselves out of the siege, and they should be thanked.

Then she sat down cross-legged and whispered to Mu Juechen: "I thought that thousands of years ago, people's thoughts were simple and pure. I really didn't expect it, this ancient man opened his eyes and said nonsense in a set!

Did you just hear that? It's okay to comment on your words, at least they are realistic. The second half of my poem is a temporary idea, a hard spelling, where does the expression of feelings come from, at most it is a rhyme!"

"You still know rhyme!" Mu Juechen closed his eyes and sighed secretly. He also never thought that Song You's deliberate embarrassment this time would be easily resolved in such a dramatic way.

After the broken foot Taoist priest stood with his ears and heard Gu Xijun's babbling, he squirted out a mouthful of wine.

This move immediately drew everyone's attention to the footbreaker Taoist priest who was rubbing wine on the side.

"How did this man get in dressed like this?"

"Even if you don't look at where this is!"

"How could the Yun family invite such a person?

Most of the people in the hall were covering their noses and eyes, and their faces were full of contempt and even disgust.

Mu Shaoqing suddenly stood up at this time, looking very excited and happy.

He left the table and quickly walked in front of the Taoist priest, and bowed with deep reverence. Then he asked in a humble tone: "It has been more than seven years since I left Master Yan last time. I never thought that you would be willing to come to the wedding banquet today, Shaoqing was clumsy, and he was really slack!"

His words immediately aroused a sigh. It turns out that this seemingly inconspicuous old way is the well-known master of Liyan.

Legend has it that this master of the inkstone knows astronomy and geography and the end of Huangquan. He was not born and lived alone on the ethereal immortal mountain.

But for some reason, he came to earth once seven years ago. During this period, I made a few coats for several destined people along the way, and they were later verified. These few people are good and bad, and the method of cracking them is accurate and accurate, and they are really like gods.

For a while, these dignitaries all showed expressions of regret, and when they thought about it, they regretted their actions of despising others. If you had deliberately been close to him just now, and you were fortunate enough to get a little bit of his coat, wouldn't the whole family have no worries about food and clothing, and there would be no more than this life.

The Taoist priest completely ignored the whispers of others, glanced at Mu Shaoqing meaningfully, and said with a smile: "It's okay, since the theme is a poem, the poor Taoist will chant a song lightly, and then send you a coat." ”

Mu Shaotian immediately bowed his waist ninety degrees, with a pious and respectful attitude, "Master Lao, listen to me." ”

Gu Xijun couldn't help but look at the Taoist priest again at this time, and it seemed that he had just caught his unpredictable eyes, which was really not an illusion. Bronze becomes the king, in an instant!

I saw the Taoist priest standing up on the ground with one hand, shaking off the dust, and singing loudly while walking outside the hall. Although it is inconvenient to walk, it is very fairy wind bones to look at the back, and the feather is turned into the wind.

He read it in his mouth, and after a while, he floated out of the main hall, leaving only the residual sound lingering, which lasted for a long time.

"Drunk in front of the crescent court, idle and singing. The guest sighs three times of sorrow, one sorrow and parting, two compassion for all beings, and three sorrows and hatred. The red makeup is removed from time to time, and the soul of the broken string returns. ”

After hearing this, Yun Yin immediately ran out. Gu Xijun still saw him do light work once.

"Hiss......"

Everyone present immediately stared and whispered, full of emotion, and did not dare to make a noise. Some people are fake worries on their faces, some people are really worried in their hearts, in short, they have their own ghosts, and there are all kinds of things.

Even Gu Xijun heard it, this poem... Unlucky!

And Mu Shaoqing, who was standing there, was still looking at the direction of the gate, clenching his fists tightly, his face was extremely serious!

The head of the Yun family stepped forward, put his hands behind his back, pretended to be gentle, tightened his throat, and shouted sternly: "Who let him in? A crazy Taoist priest, saying such unpleasant things in public on a happy day is really indiscriminate! Everyone, we should continue and ignore it! What about singing and dancing? Hurry up." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Mu Shaoqing, who was standing still, his eyes were half-narrowed, "Shaoqing, what are you doing standing there? Why don't you come over and toast!"

"Uncle Yue's lesson is yes. Mu Shaotian was called back to his senses, his body trembled, and he was still worried and worried.

Five tones and six rhythms, the golden drum is noisy, and soon the unhappiness just now is completely covered.

Looking at Mu Shaoqing's back as he walked away, Gu Xijun covered his lips with one hand and approached Mu Juechen, "That Taoist priest is not just as simple as a cloth coat, right?

Mu Juechen didn't answer, quietly looked at the tea cup in his hand, and gently rubbed his thumb back and forth, carefully recalling the poems left by the Shi.

Gu Xijun saw that he was bored again, so he took the fruit and ate it, and said to himself: "Xiao Yunyin usually looks very weak, but at critical moments, he has the courage to protect his family, and he is quite protective." ”

When she looked up again to take the fruit, she was so frightened that she jumped backwards.

"Lying ......"

At this time, there were four big heads in front of her, and her long hair was hanging down.

Gu Xijun took a closer look, and there were a few guests who came out of nowhere, looking at her with a smile on the screen.

One of them opened his big mouth, showed his yellow teeth, and stretched his face over a little more, "Two sons, what did the master of Liyan say just now?"

Gu Xijun understood: Heh, dare to love is coming for this, looking at the posture of these people, it is obvious that they want to get the so-called little bit of heaven. Mu Juechen's appearance of not being close to people clearly showed that he was not easy to mess with, so he had to ask her.

Throwing the fruit in her hand into her mouth, she chewed it for a long time with her cheeks puffed out and swallowed it. Shaoqing, deliberately said with regret on his face: "Disperse, disperse." The master only drank wine, and did not reveal anything else. Oh, I knew that I would toast more, and it would be good to get a few words, hey.

This sigh, everyone was also overshadowed, very sorry, and hastily dispersed.

As soon as the four of them walked away, Yun Yin drooped his head and walked back from the outside dejectedly.