Jiang Qian looked at the three girls at the mouth of the alley, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "No, I can explain ......"

"Explain what?" Hu Murui looked at Jiang Qian with a strange expression and came to him: "Brother Jiang, what are you doing in the alley alone?" ”

Alone?

Jiang Qian turned his head and found that the woman had disappeared.

However, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, touched the back of his head with his right hand, and said with a dry smile: "Just now, I saw a woman from a good family being dragged into this alley by two strong men. ”

"I will directly let the North Wind Ice Wolf eat those two strong men, and the woman seems to be frightened and ran away!"

"That's what it looks like!" Hu Murui and Bai Piaoxue actually believed Jiang Qian's words, nodded, and then left the alley directly with Jiang Qian's arm.

Only, Jiang Zixuan looked at Jiang Qian suspiciously, but she didn't say anything, just quietly followed behind them.

Hu Murui and Bai Piaoxue suddenly stopped, and looked at the platform full of poems and songs.

"Brother Jiang, what are you doing here?" Hu Murui looked back at Jiang Qian with some curiosity and asked.

"This is a spring ......" Jiang Qian hadn't finished speaking, and Jiang Zixuan directly interrupted.

"This is one of the most lively activities of the Lantern Festival, and it is for all the literate people in Tianze City to make a poetry contest in this place!"

Hu Murui heard Jiang Zixuan's words, and she also believed it, but it was still a little strange: "Why, only a man, and a woman with a veil?" ”

"This woman is the most talented person in our Tianze City, she is equivalent to the champion, and those men are equivalent to challengers!" Jiang Zixuan replied very naturally.

This is obviously a poetry event held by Chunxiang Building, as long as you defeat the poems written by its Oiran, you can live in the same room with Oiran!

However, it seems that this event has been held since the previous year.

No one has ever defeated the Oiran of this Chunxiang Building.

Wait a minute.

Jiang Zixuan deliberately said this, there shouldn't be any purpose!

Jiang Qian listened to Jiang Zixuan's words, and suddenly had a very bad premonition.

When Bai Piaoxue heard this, she looked at Jiang Qian and said, "Jiang Qian, you go up and try it!" ”

"That's right, Brother Jiang, you can participate in the Bamboo Forest Poetry Club, and you can kill this woman's existence in every aspect!" Hu Murui also instigated on the side.

Jiang Qian hurriedly shook his head: "No, I still don't ......."

"Young Patriarch Jiang of the Jiang family, I want to challenge it!" Jiang Zixuan shouted deliberately, and then showed a dark smile.

Everyone's eyes immediately converged on Jiang Qian.

"Young Patriarch Jiang? He has such a good-looking wife, and he still thinks about Oiran? ”

"What do you know, who is Young Master Jiang? Senior Brother of Qingshan Sect, the person favored by King Qin, how could this kind of person only satisfy two women? ”

"That makes sense!"

“……”

Jiang Qian whispered in Jiang Zixuan's ear: "You deliberately tricked me, you obviously know that this is organized by Chunxiang Building!" ”

"Hey, hey~" Jiang Zixuan smiled, and then took a step back.

Wait, I'll get this revenge back.

Now, Jiang Qian had no choice but to come to the stage.

Looking at the veiled woman in front of him, Jiang Qian helplessly touched the back of his head and smiled bitterly: "Below, Jiang Qian, please teach me more!" ”

"I know you Jiang Gongzi, the three top poems of "Hairpin Phoenix", "Breaking the Array" and "Silent Night Thoughts" are all written by you, and now in this Longyan country, which literati still don't know you?" The veiled woman smiled slightly.

"Hahaha, girl, you won the prize!" Jiang Qian smiled modestly.

"Jiang Gongzi, let's cut to the chase, how about using each other as a poem?" The veiled woman proposed.

Jiang Qian didn't have any opinions, and nodded: "Yes!" ”

Subsequently.

The Veil Woman began to compose poems with Jiang Qian.

In the poem, she perfectly showed Jiang Qian's strength and appearance.

The words are very straightforward, without a trace of minutions, which makes people understand instantly.

And it doesn't make people feel vulgar and shabby, which is the most powerful part.

Greeted with very warm applause from all around.

"Okay, it's worthy of a purple girl, I don't have to say anything about my strength."

"If this poem is so good for me, I just spend a lot of money, and I am willing!"

"Don't think about it too much, the purple girl is facing the young patriarch Jiang of the dragon among the people, so she will naturally write well, if it is replaced by you, it is estimated that it will be ...... tsk."

“……”

When Bai Piaoxue heard these poems, she couldn't help but sigh: "It's really amazing, and it is not impossible to participate in the Bamboo Forest Poetry Club at this level." ”

"Yes!" Hu Murui nodded very approvingly, she had been to Tianxiang Academy, and naturally saw the poems written by some people in the Bamboo Forest Poetry Club.

A large part of them are not as well written as the veiled woman.

The veiled woman smiled slightly: "Jiang Gongzi is ugly!" ”

"It's your turn, Jiang Gongzi."

When Jiang Qian heard this, he sifted through a lot of poems in his mind, and finally locked on Li Bai's famous poem "Qingping Tune".

After coughing lightly, Jiang Qian groaned leisurely: "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon!" ”

"If it weren't for the Jade Mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon!"

Although, there are a few more in the back.

However, these two sentences are sufficient.

As soon as this poem came out, the audience calmed down.

Under the veil, the woman's pretty face was slightly red, she looked at Jiang Qian, and muttered, "This ...... Are you really writing about me? ”

Bai Piaoxue, Hu Murui and Jiang Zixuan listened to this poem and looked at Jiang Qian incredulously.

At the same time, a thought appeared in their hearts: how good this poem should be for them.

After a long time.

There was a fierce round of applause.

"Okay, it's really good, this one, I can't look at it even if I give me a hundred years!"

"A hundred years? You think too much of yourself, this poem, I dare to say, there is no one in Long Yanguo to look down on. ”

"Young Patriarch Jiang is not only extremely demonic in cultivation, but also terrifyingly strong in literature."

“……”

The veiled woman came to Jiang Qian, and her mood at this moment was completely different from her previous mood.

At this moment, she seemed a little restrained in front of Jiang Qian: "Jiang Gongzi, what is this poem called?" ”

"Qingping tune!"

"Qingping, Qingping, Qingping......" The veiled woman said silently with some joy.

Jiang Qian didn't seem to notice her abnormality at all, and just said, "Jiang still has some things, so he will leave first." ”

"Jiang Gongzi, don't you want to go to the little woman's boudoir? After all, you've won completely. The Veiled Woman said.

"Boudoir ?!!" Hu Murui and Bai Piaoxue have a very keen grasp of this keyword!

His eyes looked at Jiang Qian coldly.

Gollum~, it's over!

The corners of Jiang Qian's mouth twitched, and a drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead.