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Even the radiant Lady Tang and the seven princesses who were all captivating the city and the country, their beautiful eyes all stared at Huang Xiaolong deeply.

Seeing that Huang Xiaolong was young and handsome, with an extraordinary temperament, and Mrs. Tang's eyes lit up, the Seventh Princess did not have anything unusual except curiosity.

Bai Chunshan, An Sanxiao and the others, who were sitting beside Huang Xiaolong, also looked sideways.

"Senior Brother Huang, what are you...... For Brothers...... Didn't you say it for your brother...... Don't talk nonsense......" Bai Chunshan frowned, and said with some trepidation. "Now...... I'm going to make a fool of myself now......"

"Oh, who is this?" Under the discernment of his appearance, Yuan Yanfang, the cave man on the top of the mountain, noticed an undisguised dislike in Huang Xiaolong's eyes, and he was quite angry in his heart, and immediately asked.

In the Imperial City of the Heavenly Seal Kingdom, the literary style is very prosperous, so talented literati have a good status and are pampered, so they have developed some arrogance. Besides, people who read are already pedantic and arrogant, and pretentious.

Yuan Yan Fang was originally in the Yin Shi to conspire with Mrs. Tang and the Seventh Princess, but he didn't expect that someone made a strange sound at an inopportune time, and he was naturally annoyed.

"This son came with the Marquis of Chunshan, he must be the talent of the Xianyue Sect..."Mrs. Tang smiled slightly.

Bai Chunshan said stiffly. "Mrs. Tang, this is Ben Hou's junior brother, Huang Xiaolong, Senior Brother Huang...... Senior Brother Huang is not proficient in poetry and literature, and he is talented, but he is just an unintentional move, and he also hopes that Mrs. Tang and the Seventh Princess are not strange. ”

As soon as he heard Huang Xiaolong's identity, Yuan Yanfang was even more furious, and said in his heart, you are a martial artist, go to the imperial city to eat and drink, it's just that, you dare to despise the literary talents of this son, are you easy to provoke when you are this son?

The literati and scholars in the hall also complained. In fact, in the past, there were really few rookies of the sect who came to the Imperial City every year to refine their hearts, and there were really few who could get on the stage. Since ancient times, literati have been light, and even literati have to tear and bite each other, not to mention that now a reckless martial artist has jumped out......

Even the Seventh Princess, when she heard Bai Chunshan say that Huang Xiaolong was not familiar with poetry, Danfeng's eyes flashed with a luster that had lost interest, and she turned her head away and stopped looking at Huang Xiaolong.

"Ahem...... Huang Gongzi, you people who practice martial arts, don't understand poetry and don't understand elegance, it doesn't matter, but when Gongzi Iwakata was chanting poetry, you said frivolous words, this ...... Isn't that a bit of a rudeness?" said a yellow-shirted scribe directly.

"Yes, yes, warriors, are they all so vulgar?"

"There is no etiquette in being a man, what is the difference between this and a beast?"

"These people, all they study all day long is fighting and killing, and there is no emotion-fun, if people only talk about being brave and ruthless, it is not interesting. ”

......

In the hall, there were loud noises one after another, ridiculing Huang Xiaolong.

In this regard, the warriors are all ridiculous.

You said that these literati have a very smelly mouth, but you can't teach them a lesson directly, that will be a big loss of grace, besides, this banquet has already shown that it is a literary and poetry meeting, not a martial arts meeting, even if it is humiliated, you can't use force to get back the field.

"Who's that...... Huang Gongzi right, right? Shi Cai, Huang Gongzi seems to have a lot of criticism in the poetry I made, Yan is here to consult Huang Gongzi, and I hope that Huang Gongzi will give advice to Yan Fang in the poem. Yuan Yanfang looked at Huang Xiaolong with a provocative expression, and in his eyes, he was very disdainful. "I have heard that there are no shortage of martial artists from the sect, and there is no shortage of people who are both civil and military, and it is expected that Huang Gongzi is not such a rude and reckless man. Come on, come on, today's Yanfang poetry is booming, Huang Gongzi has any poems, just come!"

It seems that Yuan Yanfang is planning to get involved with Huang Xiaolong, like a leech sucking blood, and he will not let go.

'Hey...... This rude martial artist actually jumped out, and it just so happened that Ben Gongzi humiliated him, suppressed and suppressed the arrogance of these warriors, and let them know that in the imperial city, they could not run amok...... In addition, today, the more limelight this son has, the more hope he will be favored by Mrs. Tang and the Seventh Princess. Aha! If you can be the guest of Madame Tang for one night and taste the legendary ecstasy, it will be a beautiful thing to ascend to Elysium......! That...... That...... That ......'

In an instant, Yuan Yanfang, the cave man on the top of the mountain, thought a lot, and his provocation towards Huang Xiaolong became more and more intense, as if he was treating Huang Xiaolong as a stepping stone, wanting to step on Huang Xiaolong's head and pick the delicious and tempting fruit.

"Hehehehe~~~~" Huang Xiaolong laughed, and then, standing up slightly, took a deep breath.

In the live broadcast room, the number of book friends has also climbed to one million, and the atmosphere is in full swing-

"Hahaha~~~~~ the cave man on the top of the mountain is going to PK with the ugly brother!

"The hundred-degree search has been opened, how many immortal masterpieces have been handed down in my great heavenly dynasty? Ugly brother, what kind of poem do you want, just roar at your throat, and find it out for you within three seconds!"

"Paralyzed! This face came over and hit the ugly brother! Ugly brother, ravage-him! Oops, this live broadcast is exciting!"

"Ugly brother, I don't need Tang poems and Song lyrics, I will write a small poem immediately, and I can solve this tease in seconds. Kill chickens with a knife?"

"The consequences of comparing poems with ugly brothers are incontinence in light cases and infertility in severe cases. ”

"Ugly brother has entered the mode of who I am not targeting. ”

......

"Ladies and gentlemen, please note that today's meat-drama is coming early!" Huang Xiaolong's facial expression was very indifferent, but the little public act in his heart could not be sealed at all, "Originally, I started the live broadcast this time, just to pretend to be forced, I especially wanted to endure it for a while, not so early to be in the limelight, but I didn't expect that this cave man on the top of the mountain was directly sent to the door for me to step on, okay! Everyone don't post barrage for the time being, open the web browser, and prepare to search for poetry for me!"

As soon as he said this, the barrage on the live broadcast screen basically disappeared completely, but it is conceivable that millions of book friends have silently opened search engines such as Baidu-degree Google 360, ready to find poems for Huang Xiaolong, such a scene, how spectacular!

Seeing Huang Xiaolong standing up, Bai Chunshan looked like a bitter melon, and kept pulling Huang Xiaolong's sleeve beside him, "Senior brother, bear with me! Don't be angry! Don't do anything! The Seventh Princess is here, if you come nonsense, your reputation will be ruined, and it will reach the ears of the emperor and other princesses, then you will even be deprived of your qualification to participate in the princess's recruitment of sons-in-law!"

The other martial artists, such as the Wind Thunder Pavilion and the disciples of the Divine Sword Villa, all looked at Huang Xiaolong with some schadenfreude.

That Murong Ye shook the folding fan and shook his head slightly.

"Iwakata Childe, right? You want to ask me about the poem, huh...... Okay, I'll give you a few words. Huang Xiaolong cleared his throat and talked eloquently. "In addition to practicing martial arts, he also likes to compose poetry. I hope that the prince of Iwakata will copy the poems he has written, hang them in the bedroom, and reflect on himself every day. ”

As soon as these words came out, the hall was in an uproar!

"Senior Brother Huang, you...... You are ......" Bai Chunshan was completely confused.

On the side of the Divine Sword Villa, Murong Ye looked sideways at Huang Xiaolong, a thoughtful expression appeared in his eyes, and a look of vigilance!

The Seventh Princess, who had already lost interest in Huang Xiaolong, turned her attention to Huang Xiaolong again and muttered to herself. "Warriors can also compose poems, so it can't be a bluff to deceive people, right?"

"You !!!" Yuan Yanfang was so excited that his face turned red, and then his face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth. "Okay, good, good! I want to see what kind of poems you can make as a martial artist, so that my son can introspect himself every day!"

"Huang Gongzi, please..."Mrs. Tang smiled lightly and encouraged Huang Xiaolong, her eyes seemed to want to drip water, charming and charming.

"Hmm......" Huang Xiaolong pretended to think, brew, and poetry.

In the live broadcast room——

"Ugly brother! What kind of poems do you want, speak quickly! Li Bai Dufu's? Xu Zhimo's? Or the entire Gorky's Haiyan!"

"Hurry up, hurry up! I have searched hundreds of poems of poetry and people!

"As soon as you look at the ugly brother's poem, it will shock the audience, all the literati will worship it, and Mrs. Tang and the Seventh Princess will be wet!

"It's an exciting moment!

"Stone change!"

......

"What, don't worry, book friends, I'll compose a poem myself first, and humiliate this guy. To deal with this kind of little deflated three, you don't need to be a mother. ”

At this time, Huang Xiaolong already had a plan in his heart.

Then, he looked at Yuan Yanfang at eye level, "Shicai, Yanfang Gongzi, I was passing by a place, and when I saw the flowers blooming, I was inspired to make a poem." And what about me, now I see Iwakata Childe, there is also inspiration erupting, I also improvised a poem, this poem is made for Iwakata Childe, now singing, please also comment on everyone here. ”

After speaking, the hall was silent, and everyone's eyes, including Lady Tang and the Seventh Princess, were staring at Huang Xiaolong for a moment.

"Ahem~~~ Listen, everyone!" Huang Xiaolong shook his head—

"A ditch three feet above the ground,

Water flows all year round,

I don't see the cows or sheep to drink,

I saw Iwakata come to wash my hair. ”

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