"Ahh

Ning Xiong suddenly let out a terrible scream, his eyes widened and his face full of fear.

Only half of his arms were left, his muscles and skin were turned out, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his white bones were exposed, looking hideous and terrifying!

This burly man, who was still full of banter just now, suddenly bent his knees at this time, and involuntarily, fell to his knees, his whole body trembled, and his face was extremely pale.

I don't know if I was crushed by the pain of my broken arm, or if I was frightened by the terrible piece of paper embedded in the floor.

The entire floor of the hall was full of cracks.

The piece of paper was like a huge mountain, immeasurably heavy, trapped in a pit, the golden light flickered, and the literary spirit was surging.

The words on the paper that make up the little words twisted and swayed, as if they were alive, and they were shining brightly, like the scorching sun, which was extremely dazzling.

In the hall, the light is shining, the atmosphere is turbulent, like a wave!

Everyone's eyes widened, stunned, and their bodies were like sculptures, frozen in an instant.

As for Ning Xiong's tragic situation and the scream of hoarse and frightened, no one paid attention to it.

Yang Ziyu looked at the piece of paper on the ground in a daze, never expecting that this time it was not an ordinary loss.

The fat man Chen next to him opened his mouth wide and his face was full of horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

And the red-cheeked maid Xiaoqing was stammering, not knowing what was going on.

She only knew that this little word was very good, better than she expected, and she didn't know that the value of this little word at this time was already indescribably high, which made everyone present, including Commander Meng, dumbfounded.

The only person in the field who didn't stare at the paper that was trapped in the pit was the girl in white behind Yang Ye, and at this moment, in her eyes, except for the young man in front of her, nothing else existed.

She just looked at him quietly, just as she had heard the poignant sound of the flute for the first time in the bright moonlight, quiet and tranquil, without causing dust.

In the hall, there was silence.

Even the guards who felt the house shook and rushed to inspect it, and some guests who were not qualified to enter the hall, stood in the doorway, staring blankly at the vision in the room, eerily quiet.

The general surnamed Cheng had a dull face, as if in a dream.

And Lei Zhiting, who is extremely talented and researched in poetry, is shaking his hands at this time, and his eyes are full of undisguised greed.

"Brother, let's not give this little word, okay?"

At this time, Yang Ziyu suddenly said loudly.

Immediately, she stepped forward, crouched down, and reached for the still shining piece of paper, trying to put it away.

Yet no matter how hard she tried, the paper sank into the stone bricks, and it didn't move.

Her face flushed, her hands flashed, and she used all her strength to feed, but unfortunately, it was still difficult to shake it.

The faces of everyone in the audience turned pale again.

There are 10,000 catties of words, ink is like green mountains, such a unique word, rare in the world!

Xiaoqing was in a hurry, so she stepped forward and blushed at the little girl who seemed to be moving mountains, biting her lip, and begging in a low voice: "This is ...... Mine, given to me by Yang Gongzi. ”

Her voice trembled, tears swirled in her eyes, and she was so anxious that she was about to cry, but she didn't dare to grab it.

Yang Ziyu was tired and panting, her little face was flushed, she glanced at her angrily, then stood up and snorted coldly: "Is it yours? Okay, you can get it." ”

When Xiaoqing heard this, her eyes were hazy with tears, and Chu Chu looked at Yang Ye pitifully.

"Ziyu, don't mess around, this poem is already a little green girl, if you want it, I'll write it to you next time." ”

Yang Ye smiled slightly, a little helpless about this little girl's money-keeping nature.

Without waiting for the little girl to speak, he stretched out his hand, and the piece of paper, which was as heavy as a huge mountain, actually floated out of the pit and stopped in front of Xiaoqing.

Suddenly, the light disappeared, and the vision in the hall gradually disappeared.

Those surging and rushing tones also returned to the words and disappeared.

Xiaoqing was overjoyed, hurriedly grabbed the piece of paper, glanced at the little girl beside her vigilantly, and stepped aside nervously, with a happy face.

"Young Master Yang...... Thank you. ”

The girl put away the paper, couldn't put it down, and looked at the young man with a grateful face, excited.

Until now, she still hasn't figured out the importance of this little word.

When everyone in the hall looked at her complicatedly, the little girl suddenly panicked and became dazed.

Meng Yan, who was on the high position, suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter was hearty and heroic, shaking the entire hall.

He looked at the little maid with a smile for a while, and then glanced at the guests with different expressions, smiled slightly, and said with a hint of threat in his tone: "Everyone, although this little word was given to this little maid by Yang Hou to the old man's house, but you also know that the old man has only one baby daughter in his life, Xiaoqing grew up with my Xue'er, and the old man has long regarded her as his own daughter." If you have other ideas, then don't blame the old man for turning his face and being ruthless. ”

When everyone heard this, their hearts suddenly sank, and they woke up in shock, and hurriedly removed the greed in their eyes.

Lei Zhiting hurriedly smiled and said, "What did Elder Meng say, we are here to celebrate your old man's birthday today, and we didn't pay attention to anything else." As for that little poem, we are all coarse and clumsy, and we can't see what quality it is, so naturally we don't care. ”

"That's it, that's it, the Great Commander, we are all your subordinates, whatever you say, it's what you say, we don't dare to disobey in the slightest. ”

Everyone hurriedly chimed in.

Meng Yan smiled faintly and did not reply, but turned his head to a middle-aged guard who had been standing next to him: "From today on, you don't have to follow the old man anymore, Xiaoqing doesn't have to do the work of serving tea and water in the future, you are responsible for teaching her martial arts, no need to have scruples." ”

The middle-aged guard's eyes flashed, and he respectfully agreed, but without moving, he appeared directly behind Xiaoqing, and said, "Miss Xiaoqing, I will follow you in the future, and I will not leave an inch." It doesn't matter if you call me Master, or call me Wenlei, don't worry. ”

When everyone heard this, they were immediately shocked, looked at the middle-aged man with fear, and said secretly: It turns out that this is Wen Lei, the number one master in front of Meng Lao, this is a figure in the realm of military generals.

Xiaoqing looked at the middle-aged man behind him in a daze, paused, and said, "Then what about when I take a bath and when I sleep?"

The middle-aged man looked stunned, thought hard, and said, "I'll go away." ”

Xiaoqing let out an "oh" and put her mind at ease.

But soon, she reacted and hurriedly said to Meng Yan: "Don't worry, master, I will pass this little poem to Miss in a while." ”

Meng Yan smiled and said, "This is the original manuscript, you just keep it well, and when she comes back, give it to her." All you have to do is transcribe one copy and pass it on to her. ”

Xiaoqing nodded, and when she saw the old man's eyes flickering, she immediately realized that she couldn't say anything about sending this poem here.

She lowered her head and said no more.

Meng Yan raised his eyes and glanced at everyone, his eyes looked at Yang Ye, who sat down again, with undisguised appreciation on his face, and said: "Yang Hou's talent is really earth-shattering, the old man has to admire it." In the future, the court of my Xia Kingdom will have a place for Yang Hou. ”

A hint of gloom flashed in Lei Zhiting's eyes, and he said with a smile on his face: "Meng Lao's words are extremely true, Yang Hou, what is there to do when you come to the border pass to join the army this time? With your talent, even if you directly become a captain, it will not be a problem." If Yang Hou is interested, he can come to the army of the court, with your teaching, and it is difficult for the cultivators in our army to become a climate, hehe. ”

Chen Jianchen also smiled and said, "General Lei is loving, and Jianchen is grateful and disrespectful for Yang Ye." But this kid is my nephew, and it is only natural that he serves in our army. What's more, General Lei also knows that there are useless things in my army, and if Yang Ye leaves again, I will really not be a good general. ”

Lei Zhiting laughed, glanced at Yang Ye, and was no longer reluctant.

With the hatred between their Lei family and Yang Ye, he naturally didn't believe that Yang Ye would dare to go to his army, and what he said just now was just a casual remark.

"By the way, Meng Lao, the last general brought Yang Ye to congratulate you on your birthday this time, but I have prepared two gifts for you. These are two gifts, keep your old favorites. ”

Chen Jianchen had just seen Yang Ye's talent with his own eyes, and at the same time, he was secretly shocked, and at the same time, he also added more confidence to those two works to celebrate his birthday.

His fat body stood up with difficulty, and said with a smile: "Guess what gifts Jianchen and Yang Ye will give you?"

Meng Lao glanced at him, with a smile in his eyes, and said, "Do you guess the old man guessed or not?"

Chen Jianchen was stunned for a moment, and before he could answer, he saw the Wang steward who was welcoming guests at the door, with a smile on his face, holding two familiar gift boxes, and sending them up.

"Fat Chen, you live so close, but you come so late, don't you just want to wait for Yang Hou to come back and take out a decent gift for you, doesn't the old man know?"

Meng Yan took the two gift boxes and said with a smile.

Chen Jianchen smiled embarrassedly, patted his ass and said, "Meng Lao is really a last resort, and he has a plan." ”

Meng Yan didn't bother to pay attention to him, stretched out his hand to open the two gift boxes, hesitated for a moment, looked at Yang Ye and smiled: "These two gifts, can Yang Hou reveal them first?"

Yang Ye said respectfully: "The two congratulatory gifts are a small poem, Yang Ye first came to Douxue City, and there are no treasures and foreign objects, so he can only write a small poem to express his heart." ”

Yang Ziyu behind him pouted, glanced at the old man, and said dissatisfiedly: "My brother's poem just now was written casually, but these two poems were written very seriously, Master Meng, my brother came to eat your meal this time, but it was a big loss." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked, and their faces changed slightly.

They were not shocked by Yang Ziyu's audacity, but were frightened by her words.

Just now the words that the young man wrote casually were so rebellious, and now these two poems were written by him very seriously, which is simply shocking.

Everyone in the audience had their eyes shining, staring at the two gift boxes in Meng Yan's hands, their faces full of eagerness.

The hall was silent again.

At this time, Meng Yan listened to the little girl's words, not angry but happy, laughed, and said with excitement on his face: "Little girl, you are right, this time your brother is really at a loss, hahaha......"

The old general laughed happily, but quietly hid the gift box with both hands, as if he was afraid of being discovered by others, and Yang Ziyu looked at it with contempt.

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