At this moment, Murong Ye naturally became the focus of attention of the audience, after all, he was the first to compose a difficult poem. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On Huang Xiaolong's side, book friends have already found a large number of timeless poems about youth and time for him, and on the live broadcast screen, all of them are lines of immortal masterpieces.

Therefore, Huang Xiaolong didn't go to see Murong Ye at all, but was selecting the poems prepared for him by his book friends.

"Hmm......" Murong Ye groaned for a moment, only to see that he was long and jade, the corners of his mouth outlined a charming smile, but the chin line was as arrogant and cold as a nobleman, noble and elegant, bright as a star-

"Apricot blossoms and willows are good every year,

I can't bear to look back at the old times,

The curtain is young and old several times,

I want to borrow enchantment from the heavenly father. ”

After chanting a poem, Murong Ye's eyes were full of light, and he looked directly at Mrs. Tang and the Seventh Princess!

Murong Ye believes that this poem will definitely move the two peerless bewitches and leave an indelible mark in their hearts! In this way, it will not be far from completely conquering them and letting them be graceful and happy in their crotch!

The next moment, the whole hall resounded with cheers, applause, and admiration.

"What a quatrain! It's really a quatrain for the ages! It's really unexpected, Murong Gongzi is a great talent with a ravine, and his export is a poem!"

"Especially the last two sentences, 'Hang the curtain a few times and be old for a few years, and want to borrow enchantment from the Heavenly Father', it is simply a stroke of genius! Wonderful! Wonderful! Murong Gongzi is really both civil and military, and talented!"

"There is such a strange man in the world, not only in martial arts, but also in poetry, he is so bright, literary and stylish!

"Everyone's handwriting, this is everyone's handwriting!"

......

"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed of myself," Yuan Yanfang, a cave man on the top ......of the mountain, looked ashamed, eager to dig a crack in the ground and get in.

On the side of the seat of the Divine Sword Villa, several disciples were even more proud, extremely proud and proud-"Senior Brother Murong is really talented, Wen Tao is strategic, and he is the best in the world, this Mrs. Tang and the Seventh Princess are destined to be under the control of Senior Brother Murong." Perhaps, the three princesses of the Martial King will all throw olive branches......" "In the Imperial City of the Heavenly Seal Kingdom, who can match the third princess better than Senior Brother Murong?" "The third princess will definitely become Senior Brother Murong's wife! To be able to have a wife in the realm of the Martial King, Senior Brother Murong is unprecedented and unprecedented, right?"

Looking at Mrs. Tang and the Seventh Princess, they were also extremely moved.

Mrs. Tang's beautiful eyes became hot and wave-shaped, staring directly at Murong Ye, muttering to herself, reciting the poems made by Murong Ye repeatedly.

The seventh princess looked impressed, her eyes were shining, she actually took the initiative to pour a full glass of wine, stood up like a weak willow in the wind, raised her glass with both hands, and said softly to Murong Ye. "Murong Gongzi is a great talent, it turns out that the martial artists of the sect also have this kind of literary talent. The palace saluted Murong Gongzi for a cup and expressed his admiration. ”

At this moment, all the men in the hall looked at Murong Ye with envy and jealousy.

Even the blind can see that both Mrs. Tang and the Seventh Princess have a huge affection for Murong Ye because of this poem.

"Hey...... This Divine Sword Villa Murong Ye really has some means," Bai Chunshan sighed beside Huang Xiaolong. "Perhaps, it is really possible for the Seventh Princess to choose Murong Ye as her son-in-law...... It's a pity, it's a pity, this delicate flower has fallen to the Divine Sword Villa......"

At this time, in Huang Xiaolong's live broadcast room, book friends were in a hurry-

"Ugly brother, paralyzed! Hurry up! I see that Murong Ye's appointment is almost successful!"

"Don't! Don't! The best woman can't be grassed by this bastard!"

"Ugly brother, as an angel, it's time for you to show them your wings. ”

"Ugly brother, if you can't steal Murong Ye's limelight today, I won't watch your live broadcast anymore. ”

"Don't worry, ugly brother has a routine, and I only serve ugly brother for the old driver. ”

......

"Okay, okay, don't worry, you sent me so many poems just now, I picked for a while and finally found a suitable one. Well, look at me next!" Huang Xiaolong hurriedly explained in the live broadcast room.

At this time, Murong Ye had already poured a glass of wine and was ready to toast with the Seventh Princess. His mood was very surging.

In fact, this time he came to the imperial city to refine his heart, Murong Ye had one ambition, that is, to become the husband of the third princess of the martial king! He was arrogant since he was a child, and he completely regarded women as playthings in the affairs of men and women. The Madame Tang and the Seventh Princess in front of them are just two relatively wonderful playthings. He doesn't have too many playthings. But the ultimate goal is the third princess.

Being able to win the heart of a martial king in the Cave Realm is a supreme honor for any man.

"Seventh Princess, Mrs. Tang, you have praised it falsely. Murong Ye smiled humbly, and wanted to drink all the wine in the cup with the seventh princess.

According to experience, Murong Ye believes that once this glass of wine is drunk, it will be a safe thing to get Mrs. Tang and the Seventh Princess to bed!

Finally-

"Wait—" Huang Xiaolong let go of his voice and shouted, then stood up.

"Huh?" Murong Ye was interrupted, not bothering to drink with the Seventh Princess, and looked sideways at Huang Xiaolong, a sneering and sinister look appeared in the depths of his eyes.

The Seventh Princess, Madam Tang, and the others in the hall naturally all looked at Huang Xiaolong.

"Senior Brother Huang, you ...... You...... What are you doing running out again? What are you ......doing? You're just fooling around!" Bai Chunshan was on the side, beating his chest and feet. "Senior brother, this is very embarrassing. ”

An Sanxiao and others also felt quite uncomfortable.

"Senior Brother Bai, the next time you have a party, don't call Senior Brother Huang...... He... He is so embarrassed, and we will suffer too. Han Dong said indignantly on the side.

"Huh...... Brother Huang, what do you say?" Murong Ye smiled sarcastically. "Do you have any doubts about the psalms that are written below?"

"Uh...... Brother Murong, I didn't listen to your poems carefully, and I don't have any doubts. Huang Xiaolong smiled, "However, I also made a small poem by chance to compose a poem with the theme of youth and time, and here, I would like to invite everyone to evaluate it." ”

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

"What's the obscenity?"

"This person is also too annoying, buzzing like a fly, what a talented Murong Gongzi is, he wants to compose poems in front of Murong Gongzi, isn't that looking for death!"

"Mrs. Tang, let this guy get out, he has a foul-speech-filthy-language, insulting and clear-listening, today Murong Gongzi has a poem, let me wait for it to be unfinished, I really can't let this vulgar person destroy the artistic conception. "A scribe advised Madame Tang to expel Huang Xiaolong.

"You... You... You don't have to say more. We don't want to hear your poems. The Seventh Princess looked at Huang Xiaolong with a disgusted expression, and Huang Xiaolong's song 'three feet above the ground and a ditch' came to her mind, and she stomped her feet slightly, "Mrs. Tang, let this person leave the table quickly, and then listen to those nasty words he said, this palace will be so disgusted that he will not be able to eat for a few days." ”

"This..."Mrs. Tang was not willing to offend Huang Xiaolong, besides, she was a prodigal by nature, and she was as good as she could be, and instead of disgusted with Huang Xiaolong's obscene poetry, she appreciated it a little.

"Hahaha~~~~, Brother Huang, since you have such a good luck and also make a poem, then, let's sing it." Listen to me in the next wash. However, such dirty words, Brother Huang has to think about it carefully. Don't be, lose the face of our warriors. Murong Ye pretended to be generous.

Murong Ye was sure that Huang Xiaolong's mouth couldn't spit out any ivory!

The people in the hall all looked at Huang Xiaolong with disgust, their eyes full of ridicule, ridicule, contempt, disdain, and schadenfreude......

Huang Xiaolong scribbled Murong Ye and these guys' mothers in his heart, and then, his face did not change, his eyes looked at the courtyard outside the curtain, his temperament became a little melancholy, his voice was hoarse, and he slowly said-

"You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much do you know about the past.

The carved jade masonry should still be there, but the face has changed.

Ask how much sorrow you can have, it is just a river of spring water flowing eastward. ”

......

Quiescence!

The whole hall was silent!

The playful and ridiculous expressions on everyone's faces became extremely solemn!

Everyone silently recited Huang Xiaolong's poems, their expressions became more and more crazy, and their eyes were full of worship and incredible, unbelievable looks!

"Bang~~~~~~~~~~~~~" The wine glass in the hand of the seventh princess couldn't hold it, and it fell to the ground all of a sudden, shattered!

She didn't realize it, and with those extremely shocked eyes, she looked straight at Huang Xiaolong.

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