As soon as they heard that a princess was attending the banquet, Han Dong, An Sanxiao, and Yixiong even breathed a little faster. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's great! It's also quite interesting to be able to witness the princess of the Heavenly Seal Kingdom's golden branches and jade leaves..."Han Dongmei smiled.

Seeing this, Huang Xiaolong scoffed.

Although he also wanted to see what the princess looked like, the attitude he showed was by no means like that of Han Dong and others.

"It stands to reason that we are disciples of the String Moon Sect, and our status may not be worse than that of any princess and prince, but Han Dong and the others, who first worshiped the String Moon Sect, have not yet changed their concepts, and there is still an instinctive fascination for the princess...... This is the reason why momentum has not yet been cultivated. ’

Seeing that Huang Xiaolong was silent, Bai Chunshan thought that he was afraid of the people of the Divine Sword Villa, so he smiled. "Senior Brother Huang, don't worry, this banquet for Mrs. Tang is a cultural meeting rather than a martial arts meeting, and the participants are not allowed to bring weapons into the venue, let alone use force in disputes. The disciples of Shenjian Villa, even if they have a big grudge against you, they will not fail to give face to Mrs. Tang and the Seventh Princess. ”

Huang Xiaolong said in his heart, where is Lao Tzu afraid?

But he didn't argue, and said with a smile. "That's good, that's good. ”

An San smiled and the others, and a look of ridicule immediately appeared in their eyes.

Na Yixiong teased even more. "Senior Brother Huang, if you are really afraid, you can not go. lest I encounter the difficulties of the disciples of the Divine Sword Villa and fall into the prestige of my String Moon Sect. ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Huang, making a fool of yourself in the Imperial City is a loss of face. An San smiled and sneered.

"Go, go, why don't you go, just go!" Huang Xiaolong was not interested in bothering with these guys, and said in a loud voice.

"Hahahaha~~~ Senior Brother Huang really likes to hold on to the end, obviously scared, but he takes care of his face - don't worry, we are brothers in the same sect, we are both honorable, if the disciple of Shenjian Villa makes it difficult for Senior Brother Huang, we will not sit idly by. Han Dong looked at Huang Xiaolong with an expression that bordered on pity.

Huang Xiaolong didn't bother to rub his tongue with these people anymore, and said with a light smile. In this way, the little brother thanked him in advance. I heard that among the disciples of the Divine Sword Villa who are refining their hearts in the Imperial City, there is one named 'Murong Ye', who has a wide brain domain and a seven-rank Xuan Rank, and cultivates in the Acupoint Realm. ”

This sentence directly choked An Sanxiao and the others.

"Senior brothers and sisters, for the sake of brother, I will take you to Mrs. Tang's mansion. Bai Chunshan said eagerly.

Each of the six rode a sturdy antelope horse, left the hotel, and went straight to Mrs. Tang's residence.

Along the way, Bai Chunshan shook his head and talked loudly. "Ladies and sisters, Mrs. Tang is in the imperial city, her status is noble, and she is very favored by the emperor, hehe...... In front of his own people, he will not hide it as a brother. As he spoke, Bai Chunshan lowered his voice, and greed appeared in his eyes. "Mrs. Tang... The glamorous crown of the imperial city, the appearance is extremely charming, and... It's a widow! Since the death of her husband Yang Linghou five years ago, there have been too many romances surrounding Mrs. Tang... Mrs. Tang likes literati and Confucian scholars the most, and she is obsessed with poetry, and in this imperial city, almost all the slightly talented literati have been her guests... Mrs. Tang is especially obsessed with young and handsome and talented young men, several junior brothers, if you can perform well in poetry and songs, you will not be able to taste Mrs. Tang's fragrance......"

"Hmph!" Taro Momo sneered disdainfully.

Bai Chunshan said with a smile. "Senior Sister Taro, this is not a good man, but - gentle and charming!"

"Poetry and songs?" At this time, Han Dong, An Sanxiao, and Yixiong were embarrassed, and there was a taste of being stretched.

That's right, in the Divine Domain, martial artists are respected, such as Han Dong, a wealthy talent in the city, who has been immersed in martial arts all his life, how can he have the leisure to study poetry and songs?

Although the poems are elegant, they have nothing to do with martial arts, talking about poems and lyrics, chanting the wind and making the moon, are just cartilage literati fiddling, and martial artists often disdain it.

Moreover, even the major sects looked down on the literati.

"Huh...... Senior Brother Bai, I never expected that in the Imperial City of the Heavenly Seal Kingdom, it would be fashionable to tune this ......" Yixiong was angry and anxious.

"Junior brothers and sisters, not only in the Heavenly Seal Kingdom, but also in the vast majority of countries. In a country, as long as the national fortunes are prosperous, the literary style and talent will gradually tend to the mainstream. Poetry has incomparable practical value in the Imperial City of the Heavenly Seal Kingdom, especially among princes and magnates, and has become a part of life. It is generally believed that poetry, songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting can not only cultivate temperament and decorate the face, but also intuitively reflect the connotation and moral cultivation of people. ”

Regarding Bai Chunshan's words, Huang Xiaolong was still a little unimpressed. If there is a war together, it will be a problem for the literati to even protect themselves, and they will be wiped out in an instant, and their survivability will not be as good as one ten-thousandth of that of a warrior. Moreover, the warrior can preach immortality, the literati chant a few lines of poetry, and the vassal is elegant, in addition to the pain of the egg, the bird hurts.

Bai Chunshan continued endlessly. "Not to mention Mrs. Tang, even the emperor, as well as many princes and princesses, all value the literati very much. If you can compose poems, you may be able to win the favor of princesses. Of course, both civil and military are the best candidates. ”

"The banquet held by Mrs. Tang this time is actually a poetry meeting, meeting friends with poetry, sitting and discussing. It is rare that the Seven Princesses also attended this meeting...... Ay... It's a pity, it's a pity, if a few juniors and disciples are a little literate, it will attract the peerless opportunity of the Seventh Princess. Bai Chunshan shook his head with some disappointment, and muttered, "If I could recite poems and paint for my brother, I would have tasted Mrs. Tang's gentle ecstasy a long time ago." ”

After a pause, Bai Chunshan reminded. "Since the juniors and disciples are not good at this, they will try not to open their mouths in the poetry meeting, so as not to make a fool of themselves and make the seventh princess look down on them. It's a lot of mistakes. Those literati are sour and Confucian, but their words are extremely sharp. ”

"I'm waiting for Senior Brother Bai to take the lead. Han Dong and the others hurriedly responded.

"It would be nice if only the martial arts would be!" An San sighed with some regret.

"Don't worry, there are countless gatherings in the imperial city, including many martial arts meetings, next time I will take my brothers and sisters to participate in the martial arts meeting, so that the brothers and sisters can show their skills and be heroic. Bai Chunshan comforted.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong didn't say a word, but all kinds of thoughts were flooding his heart-

"Lewd poems are right -- this is just a little kiss for me, a traverser! Our Celestial Dynasty has a long history, up and down for 5,000 years, and the immortal poems that have been handed down are as many as stars, Lao Tzu can find a few poems to pretend to be forced, I am afraid that Mrs. Tang, what princess, what literati and writers, all have to kneel! As soon as the Tang and Song poems came out, all the people and animals around them were wiped out!"

"But...... Father...... Lao Tzu has no ink on his chest, and he can memorize the poems, in addition to the bright moonlight in front of the bed, the afternoon of hoeing day, crying and hurting the old vertical mixed pressure trick flowing water, the vast world is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green mountains...... Except for a limited number of songs, I can't seem to think of anything else for a while!"

Although he has also written a lot of online novels, Huang Xiaolong has written some brain-dead routines and Xiaobaiwen, which are related to poetry and songs, not only have he not written them, but he has not even read a few books, so he knows that the poems of the Great Heaven-Dynasty can be used to pretend to be forced, but he also has some more than enough heart and strength.

"But this can't bother me! Lao Tzu still has millions of book friends! Start a live broadcast, let the book friends help me a hundred degrees, what kind of artistic conception and style of poetry can't be found?"

Thinking of this, Huang Xiaolong's eyes lit up, and he thought silently in his heart, book friends, this wave of coercion, I'm afraid I have to rely on you to help me pretend!

Moreover, this time there is a princess present, and the cliff can mobilize the enthusiasm of those animals in the live broadcast room!

Huang Xiaolong's heart was hot, and he quickly turned on the live broadcast equipment and started today's live broadcast!

Countless book fans frantically poured into the live broadcast room, and the barrage news also dominated the screen-

"Ugly brother, good morning, the grass was comfortable last night, right?"

"Ugly brother, you're very boring, just care about yourself up and down, and don't leave us any leftovers. ”

"When I was a child, I was weaned early, can the kind big sister help me make up for that incomplete childhood?"

"Ugly brother, I'm watching your live broadcast while masturbating, to tell the truth, paralyzed Lao Tzu is also a human being, and he also needs to be satisfied, you are very cool every day. I'm not wrong with jerking off, right?"

"The best and longest road I've ever walked is your routine. ”

......

Looking at the growing popularity of the live broadcast room, Huang Xiaolong sorted out his thoughts, and then shouted with his heart. Today, I'm going to start a live broadcast to let you watch something interesting. To put it bluntly, it is the incomparable widow and lady Tang of the imperial city, and the seventh princess, yes, you have not heard, a princess -- jointly organized a poetry meeting! It turns out that in the Tianyin Kingdom, it is possible to write poems and paintings! So today, I want to ask you to give you full support, give me advice, and overwhelm the literati of the Tianyin Kingdom with poetry and writing, and pretend to be of high quality!

As soon as I said this, sure enough, the book friends in the live broadcast room were hi-

"you, Malegobi, it's finally time for us to play!"

"Ugly brother, you have found the right person, remember my ID, I am from the local Folk Art and Culture Research Institute!

"Brother ugly, I have participated in the good poems of the Heaven-Dynasty Dynasty, Tang poems, Song poems, and Yuan songs. ”

"Oh,, bring energy, ugly brother, we support you, today's poetry meeting, you are an instant hit!"

"The cold wind passed through the branches and buds in the yard, and it also cooled the flowers in my hands. ”

"Hahaha~~~~~~ I'm hungry-thirsty-unbearable in my hundred-degree search!"

"I've always been wandering, but I've never seen the ocean. ”

"Great Du Niang, follow the ancient contract, listen to my whispers, give me prophetic power, cross the boundaries of time and space, I call with the contract, ask with the bloodline, use my body as a tool, use my soul as a contribution, recite the spell of ancient magic in the language of the ancient elves, break the seal, come out - three hundred Tang poems!!!"

......

Seeing that the book friends reacted so strongly, Huang Xiaolong's mood became more and more determined.

Isn't it just a poetry club? I don't believe it yet, I can't figure it out!

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