Jia Youcai looked at Xiao Luo and said in a long voice: "The reeds on the wall are top-heavy and shallow. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info bamboo shoots in the mountains, the tip of the mouth is thick and the belly is hollow......"

After saying two couplets that were not poems at all, the audience immediately burst into laughter.

Xiao Luo's face was so red that he seemed to be dripping blood, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "You...... You're not a poet at all......"

Jia Youcai said disdainfully: "Of course not, it's just casually ......"

He looked at Xiao Luo, who seemed to want to find a hole to penetrate, and with a handful of fingers, the qi flashed in the air, and the light brought out showed the appearance of a row of words: "Lying in spring, dark plum smells of flowers, lying on the branch and hates the bottom, and it is easy to see through the spring green." The shore is like green, the shore is like green, and the shore is like green. ”

Everyone was stunned, what does this poem mean?

Until someone reads it out and hears it in people's ears: "I'm stupid, I'm uneducated, I have a very low IQ." Ask me who I am, a big stupid donkey. I'm a donkey, I'm a donkey, I'm a stupid donkey. ”

The crowd burst into laughter again.

Even Yan Mi and the woman in red in the heavy yarn laughed and fell, they had never met someone like Xiao Luo when they traveled south and north, and this Jia Youcai's mouth was too damaged!

"Is that man still there? Can he wait?"

"I lost such a big face in front of everyone Yan, if I had dug a hole in the ground and got in......"

"This person's thick skin is also a must!"

"I think he's really a straw bag, and he can't make a poem, so this Jia has talent and dares to be so fearless!"

At this time, Bolan couldn't stand it anymore, and said to Xiao Luo seriously: "It's okay for young people to make mistakes, who has a time when they are young and frivolous, or give up this position where you can see Yan!"

Xiao Luo's eyes seemed to be about to burst into flames, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Who said I can't write poetry!

He raised his hand, and immediately the Gang Qi gushed out and changed into a green peak, on the peak of the mountain is a colorful tiger, these are the Gang Qi turned into a very smart Gang Qi, the Gang Qi is shaped, the Gang Qi has a spirit, this tiger is like a living thing, open its mouth and roar.

All the people in this Qinglou were immediately stunned, because these people lived in the capital of the Great Zhou, how could they not recognize the Ji family's innate Qiankun Wanxiang Technique!

This unlearned kid is actually a royal person?

A few lines of words floated out of the peak: "I have studied history since I was a child, and I have the power to plan when I grow up." Just like a tiger lying on a barren hill, lurking minions to endure. Unfortunately, he was born in the Ji family, and he grew up in Da Zhou. If he has revenge in his year, blood will stain the mouth of the East Tianjiang River!"

Everyone was stunned, it's not that this poem is good, it's just that the standard of this poem is good!

It's just that if someone else writes it, it's nothing, but Xiao Luo is a member of the Ji family.

What did the people of the Ji family want to do when they say such things?

Everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to make a sound, and their brains were in chaos!

Xiao Luo gritted his teeth and yelled: "Who said I can't write poetry!"

He was like a gambler who was in a hurry to lose, and his anger continued to gush out, turning into a snowfield, with rivers flowing above the snowfield, and heavy snow falling in the sky, and a line of ice cubes reflecting colorful light appeared on it: "Northern scenery, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only recklessness remains; up and down the river, suddenly lost and surging.

The mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, wants to be higher than the heavenly public test.

It must be a sunny day, and look at the red makeup, which is extraordinarily enchanting.

There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists.

Regret the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, slightly lose the literary style;

Tang Zong and Song Zu, slightly less coquettish.

A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle.

Looking at the past, counting the romantic characters, and looking at the present."

Xiao Luo yelled: "Dare to say that I can't write poetry......"

His anger gushed out and turned into thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and a few lines of big characters were revealed!

"Why don't you take Wu Hook and collect Dongsheng 30,000 state ......"

At this time, Lu Du finally came back to his senses, he was already sweating profusely, and he smashed the pictures and words that Xiao Luo had condensed with his anger.

There are 100% spies from other countries here, and if these poems fall into the ears of spies from other countries and pass them back, the Ji family will be unlucky!

Do you still want your Ji family to endure the minions, do you want the Ji family to rise again? Who do you want to avenge the other ten countries? Whose blood do you want to use to stain the blood of the East Tianjiang Estuary and the ten royal families!?

Do you dare to say that the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty are martial, slightly inferior to the literary talents, the Tang Dynasty and Song Ancestors, slightly inferior to the coquettish, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle, count the romantic characters, and look at the present dynasty...... How many countries have you offended with this word?

And why do you dare to say this? Do you want the Zhou Kingdom to unify Dongsheng Shenzhou again? Only by unifying Dongsheng Shenzhou again can you dare to say such a thing!

In the end, it was taught by the master of the Ji family! No, there is still a way to remedy it......

That Lu Du immediately said to Xiao Luo: "Forgive the old man for being clumsy, I don't know if the son of the Ji family is here!"

Xiao Luo tilted his head and said, "My father is Ji Hongxue!"

Everyone was shocked again, who would have thought that the head of the Ji family actually had a son, who was hiding too deeply!

Na Lu Du induced again: "These poems were not written by Childe!"

Xiao Luo opened his mouth wide, as if the breath he had just puffed up had finally dissipated, and he hung his head and said, "This ...... This is...... The seventh uncle, the ninth uncle, and the thirteenth uncle wrote ......"

Xiao Luo pretended to be Ji Hongxue's son, so the seventh uncle, the ninth uncle, and the thirteenth uncle are Ji Hongding, Ji Hongguang, and Ji Hongyue!

This sentence is so clear that everyone can hear it clearly!

As soon as these words came out, the audience was as silent as death, Lu Du sat on the ground, his eyes were dilated, and he muttered: "It's over, it's over......"

Fang Xiao on the side laughed silently, Boss, you have become more sinister than before.

It's so insidious!

Xiao Luo perfectly interpreted a kid who didn't know anything, after being forced to be anxious, he made a desperate bet, and ended up in the classic script of getting into trouble outside, which fully demonstrated what it means to be unscrupulous, and what is a disaster from the mouth!

What can a few poems be, and what impact does it have? This seems to be a bit of a fuss!

But in another world, a person named Song Jiang almost finished playing because of this poem!

With the special situation of the Ji family now, with these poems, it is impossible for the Ji family to be destroyed!

But at least no one in the Ji family dared to let Ji Hongding and them be the heads of the Ji family, and a few of them didn't dare to sit down.

Because if it is those bigwigs of the other ten countries, they think that this poem is a bit interesting, and think that these people want to take the Ji family to forbear, lurk, and then take revenge and reach the top.

Even if it's just a little suspicion, if they sit on the head of the house for a few days, they will die "accidentally"!

However, with only a few poems, the bigwigs of other countries did not want to start a war with the Zhou State and destroy the Zhou State, so it can be said that Xiao Luo's degree is quite good!

Of course, these poems were not made by Xiao Luo, but some poems made by Lao Xiao that were not known to outsiders, but they helped him a lot at this time.

The impact of this poem is there, but if it is replaced by a flat and direct narrative, there is no such power!

The news was transmitted back to the Ji family as soon as possible, Ji Hongding, Ji Hongyue, and Ji Hongguang, and their faces were as white as dead people in an instant!

The only thought of the three of them was: "How dare this kid be so bold! This kid is so insidious...... There is such a poetic talent!"