"Miss Chang may be difficult for a while, why don't we fight poetry to help elegance?" said a blue-clothed literati. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fighting poetry is the most important part of the poetry club of the Wenwu Continental Literary Society, and the literati who participate in the poetry meeting compose poems according to the title, and the rankings are evaluated by everyone. If you can win the first place in a large-scale literary meeting such as the festival poetry meeting, the literary name will surely spread throughout Dayu and obtain a high literary name.

Fighting poetry, not only poetry, poetry, songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, can be!

"It's fine. A light female voice came from the lotus pavilion: "Since today is the Qixi Festival, the theme is 'love'." ”

Since ancient times, literati have been merry, and the word 'love' has affected the nerves of many infatuated men and women.

Hearing the female voice coming from the lotus pavilion, Chen Fo's eyes were bright in vain. Needless to say, this woman must be Feng Lingxue, the woman who worries him.

"Ahem. Chen Fo cleared his throat and stood up: "Since Miss Feng has a question, then I will first come to a song "Lotus Pavilion" to help everyone get interested. ”

"The lotus pavilion in the lotus pond, the lotus pavilion is red. Since ancient times, people are drunk, people are drunk if they are not drunk, and they are drunk and lie in the lotus pavilion. ”

Since ancient times, it is easy to know that it is difficult to find oneself, and if you can get a confidant, it is a beautiful talk in the world. Chen Fo is a disciple of a wealthy family in Chongqing, his red face is within reach, his confidant's daughter is hard to find, and his confidant...

In the words of Chen Fo: If you talk too much, you will be in tears.

Chen Fo pursues Fengling Xue, and everyone in Jingcheng knows it. Today, he mustered up the courage to compose this poem, which is naturally a confession to his beloved.

"Good!"

The scholars present applauded one after another, and the poor and the wealthy have been competing against each other since ancient times, but what Chen Buddha did did not have the temperament of the disciples of the wealthy family, which made many talented people from the poor families applaud and applaud.

The poem has an obvious artistic conception and fits the theme, and they are quite impressed by Chen Fo's courage.

"This word is well written, but there are three celebrities in the lotus pavilion, and I don't know who Chen Gongzi is for?" Lin Yuyan's voice was not loud, but the audience could hear it.

At the same time, Cui Wen also laughed in a low voice: "Chen Gongzi, but you want me to help you." ”

Hearing this, Chen Fo took the wine glass and drank it all, his face was slightly red: "The bell in the wind, the snow in the cold, the love silk is involved, and the Buddha is inevitable." I am Fengling Snow, willing to lie in the lotus pavilion. ”

This time, the whole audience exploded.

"Miss Feng, Chen Gongzi's love is sincere, you are talking!"

"Haha, may there be lovers in the world who will eventually become married. ”

"If you're lucky enough to see it, it's a blessing. ”

At this moment, the audience was boiling, expecting Feng Lingxue to give a definite answer.

"The little woman is determined to be in the army, if the son is sincere, Jin Ge Iron Horse will continue to be in love. After a while, a light and crisp voice came from the lotus pavilion.

"A word is a certainty!" Chen Fo was overjoyed.

At this time, a maid walked into the pavilion, bowed slightly and said, "May I ask that son's name is Cui Wen?"

"I am, what's the matter?" Cui Wen stood up.

"Oh, there's someone out there looking for them, and they seem to be in a hurry. The maid bowed and left.

Cui Wen has no relatives and no reason in Jingcheng, most of them are his own brothers, why are he so anxious?

"Yu Yan, you stay first, and I'll come when I go. ”

"Hmm. ”

......

"Brother Hefeng?" The person who came was Hefeng, Cui Wen saw his dusty appearance, and asked directly, "Why are you so anxious?"

Hefeng took out a letter: "Mr. Midsummer asked me to tell you, don't act rashly when you are done, they are already arranging, but the time has not yet come." ”

Cui Wen opened the letter, and it was written that the strange marks on his body would appear sooner or later, but they appeared prematurely because he touched the parchment, and he was not worried about his life.

But what will become of it in the future, although Mr. Midsummer did not say it explicitly, Cui Wen already had a guess in his heart.

Cui Wen was silent for a long time after reading it, and it will appear sooner or later, which means that this strange mark is born and inevitable.

"The time, when will the time come, what does Mr. Midsummer have to do with me, and who is arranging it with?"

"Young Master, are you okay?" Looking at Cui Wen's confused look, Hefeng asked.

"It's okay, Brother Hefeng, go back and rest first. Cui Wen put the letter away, and then saw that Hefeng wanted to speak and stopped, so he said, "Brother Hefeng, do you still have something to tell me?"

"Young master, I don't know whether to say it or not. "Hefeng is a little embarrassed, it is Cui Wen's family matter, and it is difficult for him to speak as an outsider or subordinate.

"It's all my own family, and there's something to say that shouldn't be said, just say it. Cui Wen smiled and said.

"Miss is a good girl, young master, don't let her down. "Hefeng Road.

Since the end of the underground tomb incident, how much Lin Yuyan has suffered and how many grievances she has suffered, Hefeng and the forbidden army have seen it in their eyes, and they admire Lin Yuyan very much, so they have said this.

Cui Wen was ashamed in his heart, and said guiltily: "Brother Hefeng, don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen again in the future." ”

Hefeng said what was in his heart and left satisfied.

However, Cui Wen is deeply reflecting on himself, since he was unexpectedly reborn in the Wenwu Continent, he seems to have no clear goal, and his will is not firm enough, and he will give up on himself even if he is a little frustrated.

"What about your strength, what about your ambition?" Cui Wen asked himself repeatedly in his heart.

In a trance, this time Cui Wen did not dream of all kinds of ghosts, but saw a beautiful and dignified woman leaning on the shoulder of a terrible monster. However, the monster's appearance and familiarity are impressively his.

And that beautiful and dignified woman is naturally Lin Yuyan.

Even if Cui Wen becomes that terrifying appearance, Lin Yuyan will not give up, what reason do I have to live up to her?

I don't know how long it took, a cool breeze blew on his face, Cui Wen was excited, and his consciousness slowly sobered up. In his ears, a voice came from not far away, and he frowned in a daze, how could it be the sound of a fight coming from the path.

"Come with me, I don't want to leave a few shocking marks on your blown-up skin. ”

Cui Wen rubbed his confused eyes and walked over, half-squinting at the path, only to see that in the path, a group of masked people in night clothes were pulling a young girl to her way.

There were several figures lying on the ground, as if they had lost their breath.

But in Cui Wen's opinion, this guy is simply a scumbag and insults the name of a scholar.

Cui Wen squinted, and a touch of coldness appeared on his face.

Cui Wen clashed with him as soon as he arrived in Jingcheng, of course, he could hear this voice, the head of the four wealthy families in Dayu, Song Jun of the Song family.

Immediately he turned his head to look at the girl again, and from his angle he could only see the girl's sideways, Rao was so, just a glance from the side, there was an indescribable amazement.

In the night breeze, the white dress swayed gently, the skirt was inlaid with a few crystal clear pearls, and the black ribbon was tied around the waist that could not be grasped, and the combination of black and white was like a fairy under the night sky.

The twin peaks stand proudly, and the delicate collarbones make you want to bite into them.

Such a girl, even if it is difficult to see the whole picture, is enough to make people moved, no wonder Song Jun, that bastard, would do such a thing.

Cui Wen secretly scolded, he was really big-chested and brainless, didn't he come to such a secluded place at this time to make people commit crimes?

Obviously, Song Jun is the male animal who wants to commit crimes.

Seeing that the girl seemed to be smiling, Song Jun could no longer hide the evil fire in his heart, and he instructed his entourage: "Help me tie her up." ”

While speaking, Song Jun took out another strong crossbow, and the arrow was wound: "Don't resist, otherwise you can only wipe out the jade damage, it's a pity." ”

Cui Wen not only hid his face, this guy is really amazing, what a scumbag! He even used a military crossbow, which is really superb.

"Hey, I said Song Jun, can you order it, threaten a woman with this kind of thing, you are really unprecedented. ”

The sound sounded in vain, and his name was revealed in one sentence, Song Jun's face couldn't help but change, and shouted: "Who? Get out of here." ”

At the end of the path, Cui Wen held the red gold dragon wolf pen in his arms, walked slowly, and said contemptuously: "What's the matter?

"Stop, you dare to do it again..." Song Jun's heart tightened, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and his fingers pulled the trigger violently.

"Huh!"

The arrow shot out from the string, the light in Cui Wen's eyes flashed, and the red gold dragon wolf pen was waved out in an instant, and the arrow was broken into two.

"Huh?" Looking at Cui Wen's back, the girl sighed lightly: "Cursive calligraphy in the lean stage." ”

"Do you know who I am?" said Song Jun.

"Song Jun, a disciple of the Song family of the four wealthy families in Dayu, you simply insulted the word wealthy. Cui Wen chuckled and walked up to Song Jun: "Don't know?"

The face that entered the line of sight in vain made Song Jun's eyes widen: "You..."

Immediately, he chuckled: "It turned out to be the mud of Jing Academy." ”

"Huh!" There was a burst of sword light, and Song Jun fell to the ground with a miserable howl everywhere.

Cui Wen grabbed the strong crossbow in Song Jun's hand, and Wen Qi immediately urged, and the strong crossbow shattered, and pieces of parts fell to the ground.

Song Jun still wanted to resist, but was kicked by Cui Wen and fell into the bushes next to the path. He felt that the bones in his chest were about to crack, and roared, "Cui Wen, I won't let you go." ”

Suddenly, Song Jun's body soared into the air, and he was grabbed by Cui Wen's neck and raised with one hand.

A second-order scholar has not yet completed the refining of skin and flesh, so much strength comes from it.

Cui Wen squinted: "In the past few months, I know exactly what you have done, I don't trouble you, I'm afraid you won't let me go, right?"

Bang!

Another punch hit the abdomen, and Song Jun immediately felt as if his stomach was being pinched by an invisible big hand, and he squeezed it suddenly, and the food and wine he ate at night squirted on the masked black scarf.

Cui Wen had anger in his eyes: "Don't you want me to die? Let me tell you, not only did I not die, but that ghost thing also let me clean up." ”

As soon as the words fell, another punch hit the abdomen, this time Song Jun not only felt his stomach, but also his stomach and intestines seemed to be constantly accumulated by countless hands, and the contents flowed backwards, and a series of yellow water was swallowed out, and the smell was unpleasant.