"Good !!"

"He is worthy of being the son of Prime Minister Hou, and he really deserves his name!"

"This poem has a far-reaching artistic conception and gorgeous rhetoric, which is really ......"

Listening to the compliments of many people, Hou Yaoyang arched his hand at everyone and bowed his head slightly.

"No one should have written poetry, right?"

The old bustard looked at everyone and said with a smile.

Oh, this is the son of the prime minister, under one person in Daqi, above ten thousand people, if you hook up with their family, this little hoof is really not ordinary.

"That'...... Fairy Girl......"

"Wait!"

Suddenly, the strong man in brocade clothes just now stretched out his hand to stop.

"I also have a poem to describe the fairy girl!"

Cheng Sanpao's face turned red, and he kept hammering Su Shaoyuan on the side.

"Shao Yuan, is this really okay?"

"Even if you go up, you will definitely be allowed to sleep with the fairy girl in your arms tonight!"

Su Shaoyuan pursed his lips and smiled disdainfully.

Just kidding, is it okay?

Behind this son stands a poem from a history of 5,000 years, describing a woman, which is not easy to come by.

"What is it, that you also compose poetry?"

"Hahahaha, that's it, a group of vulgar martial artists, when did they start chanting poetry?"

"If you laugh at me, who dares to recite poetry?"

Cheng Sanpao listened to the many ridicules at this time, and his face turned red.

"Come, let's listen to it, what can you spit out of your dog's mouth?"

Hou Yaoyang, who was sitting on the second floor, smiled disdainfully.

"Chen Yun Luoyan ......"

"Poof......

Su Shaoyuan directly squirted out a sip of tea, and immediately pulled Cheng Sanpao to sit down.

The laughing crowd arched their hands.

Why the hell is this guy reciting poetry in tongues?

What the heck?

Glaring at Cheng Sanpao fiercely, Su Shaoyuan stared at Luo Xian'er who was standing in the center of the stage, and said with a smile:

"My brother is average in eloquence, but ...... The way of poetry is profound. ”

"I read the poem just now, I sang it for him!"

Everyone looked at Su Shaoyuan, who stood up, and pouted in disdain.

What about the liars, a group of brocade-clothed guards, I don't know what medicine I took wrong tonight, and I even dare to recite poetry?

Who doesn't know that the brocade guards are all vulgar men.

But......

Everyone looked at Hou Erlang on the second floor with a gloomy face, and they all looked like they were watching a good show.

I'm afraid this group of brocade-clothed guards is looking for a venue.

This is clearly a deliberate disruptive effort.

"This ...... Uncle, you ......"

The old bustard looked at Su Shaoyuan, who was standing in front of the stage, and teased:

"Today, on the day Xian'er leaves the pavilion, the drinks are free, and please raise your noble hand!"

"Bang!"

Su Shaoyuan kicked the table in front of him to the side, and said with a sneer:

"Why is it that there are people upstairs and not people downstairs?"

Just now, I had a whim, since this young man is the son of Prime Minister Hou, what about ...... Suppressing him should also be worth the guilt!

And...... It's really unpleasant tonight, not only is the house a rotten house, so I can only watch other people's performances.

"Humph!"

Luo Xian'er frowned and looked at the brocade-clothed Tianwei in front of her, and couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust.

It was not easy to lure the second son of the Hou family to take the bait tonight, but I didn't expect Jinyi Tianwei to intervene horizontally.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If she controls Hou Ergongzi, when the time comes......

"Mom's ......"

Luo Xian'er made a gesture to the old bustard on the side.

Suddenly, the old bustard got off the stage in understanding and pulled Su Shaoyuan to the side.

"Uncle, this is ...... a hundred taels of silver, honoring you...... Tonight is really ...... The big day of the fairy girl, you must not be like this! ”

Wow, that's a lot of money...... Su Shaoyuan quietly put away the silver ticket and looked up at the son-in-law on the second floor.

So bearable?

Don't make a move now?

I thought that Cheng Sanpao would stand up, and that guy couldn't wait to make a move, but he didn't expect to be so endurable in front of a woman.

It seems that I am very interested in this woman who can stand upright!

Although I'd love to try it too...... Su Shaoyuan scolded in his heart.

"Smack......

Suddenly, Hou Yaoyang finally couldn't bear it anymore.

looked at the brocade-clothed Tianwei who was pulling with the old bustard, and couldn't help but be angry.

Don't let you be afraid of him, he is not afraid!

If it weren't for the fact that he was maintaining his scholarly character in the fairy girl, Hou Yaoyang would have wanted to roll up his sleeves and teach this guy a lesson.

It's too much of a deception!

Ben Gongzi finally fell in love with a woman with jade feet, and someone dared to come out and make trouble.

"Blasting him out to Ben Gongzi!"

Rushing to the servant on the side, Hou Yaoyang looked at Su Shaoyuan coldly.

It's finally done!

Su Shaoyuan grinned.

I don't know how to provoke this guy without doing anything.

Poetry?

Serious people who write poems!

It is impossible to write poetry in this life!

Ben Gongzi is a villain, how can he do such a boring thing as composing poetry, and he has to do it...... Grab the Oiran!

That's what a villain should do!

Think about it, from the hands of Brother Gongzi, brutally snatched the Oiran and humiliated him wantonly, this is a villain who does all kinds of evil.

"Boom!"

Several servants jumped directly from the second floor, instantly shattering the table and chairs in front of Su Shaoyuan.

"It's actually an eight-rank martial artist!"

"The servants all have the cultivation of the eight-grade realm, and they are worthy of being the sons of the prime minister!"

"I'm afraid Jinyi Tianwei mentioned the iron plate!"

A group of people looked at the few domestic servants in front of them, and their faces changed slightly.

The eight-rank martial artist is to join the army, and he can also mix up a good official position, and it is really unbelievable that these people are committed to being servants.

"It seems that Cheng loves this little son very much!"

Luo Xian'er looked at the cultivation of several domestic servants, and her eyes lit up.

It's good to take care of it, once you control this guy, it's time to ...... You can find out whatever news you want.

When the time comes...... Just waiting for the southern barbarians to go north, their Gu clan will connect with the ghost cultivator......

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone didn't expect that the brocade-clothed Tianwei in front of them not only did not change his expression at all, but even laughed.

I saw him slowly take out a book from inside his shirt!

Open unhurriedly.

"This place is not to be moved!"

An invisible aura enveloped the entire hall, and everyone was shocked to find that their bodies could not move.

"This is a Confucian magic ......"

"How can this son use Confucian spells, isn't it a martial artist?"

"Control so many people, not afraid of receiving backlash?"

"Humph!"

Su Shaoyuan looked at the waiting-looking boy on the second floor, and came to several servants unhurriedly.

After rushing forward, Cheng Sanpao and the others waved their hands.

"All press back, dare to commit murder in the streets, and now I suspect you of colluding with foreign races and plotting rebellion!"

"Also, bring this Oiran back with you!"

"Lao Tzu suspects that she is an alien!"

Upright Horse ...... When I enter the Jinyi Building, I want to see enough at night!

Su Shaoyuan once again showed a sign and shook it in front of everyone.

"The Qitian Decree is here...... After lurking for so long, I've finally caught you! ”