"Who is Your Excellency, and why did you kill me?"

"Humph!" The female assassin snorted coldly and got up and raised her sword, pointing directly at Jiang Hu, and her momentum did not decrease because she was injured in the explosion, but increased a lot.

"I didn't expect you to be so cunning at such a young age, and the dying don't need to know so much, you just have to die."

"Your Excellency's words are wrong, and I am resourceful."

As Jiang Hu spoke, he looked in the direction of Chaotianque, the distance between one person and one sword was really fucking far!

"No more nonsense! Look at the sword! ”

"Wait!"

"Huh?" The female assassin paused, then reacted and gritted her teeth, it turned out that this guy was trying to stall for time.

"I have something to say!"

Jiang Hu felt that he could still rescue it, hoping to delay as much as possible and wait for the help to arrive. It's a pity that the female assassin didn't eat him at all, and stabbed him with a sword.

"Nonsense! Look at the sword! ”

"Woman! I have one last word! ”

"Huh? What does it matter to me that you have a last word? ”

"Don't I even have the right to say my last words? Is your heart made of iron? ”

"Stinky boy, you're stalling for time! Hmph - look at the sword! ”

The long sword was aimed at Jiang Hu's heart, as fast as lightning, and stabbed in, Jiang Hu struggled to dodge, but the force emitted by this girl had locked him to death, as if it could catch his movements, and the long sword still stabbed straight towards his vital point.

Jiang Fox's Water and Fire Force was operating at its limit, and the Heavenly Fire Burning Star had reached its limit, and he could only urge the Phantom Trail with all his strength now in order to avoid the attack.

However, the opponent's sword was fierce and did not give Jiang Hu a chance at all.

In an instant, Jiang Hu only felt a sharp pain in his chest, his eyes turned black, and his body involuntarily fell backwards.

"Hmph, that's it!" The assassin looked at Jiang Hu, who had fallen to the ground, and his figure disappeared in a flash, disappearing into Chenghua Avenue.

"Quick, over there!"

"It's the carriage of the palace!"

"He's alive!"

There was a lot of noise all around, and Jiang Hu only heard this: he was still alive, so he slept peacefully.

......

The Imperial Capital Flower Workshop, also known as the Flower Capital, is a place where countless men are drunk and dreaming of death, countless literati gather here, occasionally some also bring maids and maids, but most of the guests come alone, and some will come together.

Huafang is a very famous entertainment venue in the imperial capital.

Among them, there are three major flower buildings, Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Xiangmanlou, and the teaching workshop opened by the official family.

Among them, the Jiaosifang is the most famous, which specializes in cultivating women who sell their arts but do not sell their bodies, all of them are girls who are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, some are the daughters of criminal ministers, and some are the daughters of slaves, all of whom are arranged to make money by performing here.

Hua Ruyu likes to come to the sect of the priest the most.

The girl here is as guarded as jade, and it is most suitable for a real merry talent like him to come and play.

Looking at the flowers on the stage, the flowers are like jade folding fans on the chest and fanning, which has a unique flavor of literati. The women on the left and right handed over the wine glasses, all of them did not refuse, the more the merrier, as the original teacher, the force is profound, not afraid of this ordinary wine, but also can maintain a half-drunk and half-sober posture, making people fluttering.

Soon after, several young men approached, and one of them took a poem and displayed it in front of everyone.

"Gao Feng's poems, hahaha, please watch!"

"Brother Hua, didn't you say that you wanted to invite Jiang Hu to come? What about people? Hahahaha-"

"Yes, Brother Hua, isn't he afraid?"

Several young people giggled, completely ignoring Hua Ruyu's pale appearance, they were originally Wenzong's people, today's Huadu Poetry Club, Wenzong's poems were overwhelming, especially the peak, and he wrote three masterpieces in a row, each of which was a first-class poem.

Hua Ruyu originally had a gambling contract with Wenzong, but she didn't expect that on the way to pull Jianghu, she was cut off by the little county lord.

The little county lord was very rude, in order to protect himself, he had to leave his nephew and come alone, during which he had been expecting his nephew to come to the rescue, but unfortunately Jiang Hu did not find it.

If he is here, the Poetry Society of Today will definitely be able to win the first place, win the favor of the Oiran, and beat these Wenzong people.

Hua Ruyu had already made a bold statement that today's poetry club would invite Jiang Hu, and he would hang everyone in Wenzong, but he never expected that it was himself who was beaten.

Thinking of this, Hua Ruyu took a sip of wine with a cold face.

Several people laughed when they saw this: "Hahaha, it's a pity that Jiang Hu didn't dare to fight, it is estimated that he is too ugly to come out to meet people, hahaha——"

"I don't think so, there should be something unspeakable, have you heard?"

"Enough, a bunch of lackeys!" The more they talked, the more outrageous it became, Hua Ruyu popped the cup in her hand with one hand, got up and glared at several young people who came to stir up trouble, "If you don't want to fight, just get out of me!" ”

Several young people were so frightened that they retreated again and again, Hua Ruyu was a personal disciple of the National Teacher's Mansion, they didn't dare to fight with this person, if no one instructed them, a few people would not appear in front of Hua Ruyu, showing Wenzong's poems.

"Hahahaha-Brother Hua, today's Huadu Poetry Club, meet friends with literature, don't forget." At this time, a figure appeared in the attic opposite, that person had a handsome face and a good temperament, he was the son of Gao Ping, the prime minister of Wenzong, Gao Feng.

"Gao Feng, did you send these people here to disturb my interest!" Hua Ruyu can see it, the truth is the same as he said, but it's not easy to do it here, so he can only hold his breath.

"Hahaha-" Gao Feng laughed when he heard it: "Today's poetry meeting is to meet friends with literature, I asked a few brothers to send poems to Brother Hua for tasting, don't be angry if you don't like it." He looked at the young men who came to stir up trouble with a cold gaze, and said coldly: "You come back to me, so that you can't do some small things, it's just a waste." ”

"Yes—" In the face of the insults, instead of being frustrated, the smiles and ridicule on their faces became even stronger.

As everyone here knows,

Gao Feng and Hua Ruyu are like cats and mice, although they don't fight when they meet, open and secret battles are indispensable, but generally Gao Feng wins more and loses less.

Hua Ruyu glared at Gao Feng angrily, but she could only hide it, Gao Feng smiled playfully, and seemed to like to see Hua Ruyu like to fight if she didn't dare to fight, and built her happiness on Hua Ruyu's pain.

The two have had a grudge for a long time.

Several people at the same table with Hua Ruyu asked him to dissipate his anger and reduce his anger.

"Xiaolan, bring us a song of wild vines! Jiang Fox Gongzi's poem is enough to beat all the poems of the Huadu Poetry Club! Someone at the table spoke, and asked the singer to play and sing about the wild vines of the river fox, and pressed the momentum on the opposite side.

"Yes-" The dancing girl named Xiaolan replied, picked up the guqin and put her smart fingers on it, caressing the qin.

With the soft sound of the piano and the gentle singing sounded, Hua Ruyu was able to suppress the anger in her heart, slowly sat down, and drank her head.

At this moment, the opposite side began to chant the peak masterpiece loudly again, and the voice was actually full of force, and the sound resounded throughout the dance floor, suppressing the wild vines and grass that the dancing girl was singing.

Hua Ruyu gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, her emotions were on the verge of exploding, her eyes seemed to be spewing flames, and she looked directly at the dance viewing seat opposite, and Gao Feng did not panic at all in the face of this death gaze, and her eyes looked at Hua Ruyu lightly.

"Gao Feng, you deceive people too much!"

......

At this moment, there was news downstairs:

"It's coming, the palace is inviting Jianghu talents, there is a great word freshly baked, everyone hurry up and come to see! It's still hot. ”

As soon as these words came out, the guests upstairs looked at it one after another.

Jiang Hu's name has long been resounding in the fire,

The story of the young man beating the children of the Gaofu in the Gaofu Poetry Club of Shadow Moon City and winning the return of the beauty with a song of wild vines and grass is now very popular in the flower shop.

Today is the last day of the Huadu Poetry Meeting held by the Jiaosifang, the guests are full, almost all the literati of the imperial capital gather here, and some are excited to hear that Jiang Hu has produced another masterpiece, and some are disdainful.

Jiang Hu, the apprentice of the eldest princess, is now a celebrity in the imperial capital, and he has won the beauty of the mountain with a wild vine in the high mansion of Shadow Moon City, and he has also won the return of beauties, this kind of skill is really admirable, especially these people who claim to be merry and talented, and often stay in fireworks places, have long been familiar with their big names.

Some people may think that this person is in vain, but the talented people who mingle with the flower shop take this person as an example.

A poem can kidnap the eldest lady of the Gao family, in the eyes of these merry sons, it is a miracle, and they are already the pinnacle of merry talents, and they have to admire it very much.

"Hahahaha-Brother Hua, your nephew didn't come, but the poems came!"

"This time I will definitely be able to beat these miscellaneous pieces of Wenzong!"

"Hahahaha-" Hua Ruyu laughed, got up and pointed to Gao Feng on the opposite floor and scolded with a smile: "Gao Feng, do you dare to continue to gamble?" ”

The two have already made a bet, whoever loses in the Huadu Poetry Club will pay for a treat, and all the guests who participate in the Huadu Poetry Club will be recorded on the person who loses.

This is why Hua Ruyu usually giggles, why she is so angry here.

Because he lost the poetry meeting, he would become a poor egg overnight......

"Hmph-the Huadu Poetry Meeting has not been held yet, so it will continue naturally." Gao Feng didn't believe that the little boy could make any good poems, you must know that he had already made five or six good poems here.

So, he's sure to win!

The two of them looked at the person downstairs at the same time, and said in unison: "Read the poem quickly!" ”

"Che—who are you? If you tell me to say it, I'll say it? Wouldn't I be too shameless? ”

"......" The two were a little speechless.

Indeed, in Yancheng, the imperial capital of the Fire Tide, if you catch any person, you may be a high-ranking official, and the two of them also calmed down when they thought of this, glanced at each other, and then didn't speak, waiting for the person to announce the answer himself.

"The freshly baked Jianghu poems are in my hands, you remember, I am the son of the palace housekeeper, Hou Junliang." The young man shouted in the courtyard for fear that others would not remember his name, which was very funny.

"Cut, who cares what your name is, quickly show us, what new things have been done by the great talent of Jianghu!"

"That's it, don't sell it, show us it."

There was a constant noise all around, and the uproar made the young man not want to sell the guanzi, and quickly opened everyone's eyes. The young man didn't care about it, he felt that he had material in his hands, and he was about to become famous, his nostrils were facing the sky and his eyes were squinting at everyone, looking very conceited.

"Hou Gongzi, please offer Jiang Gongzi's ink treasure, so that everyone can also palm."

There was a beautiful girl on the top floor, who stretched out her neck smartly and smiled at Hou Junliang below, and everyone's eyes were straight.

"It's Miss Yanran!"

"Miss Li Yanran!"

The girl is fairy, slender and lively, very moving, like a smart peacock, mixed in the flock of chickens.

Everyone coaxed, and when they couldn't take care of the ink treasure in Hou Junliang's hand, they all looked up at Miss Yanran upstairs.

I saw her smile slightly and poured out all beings, and she frequently looked at her delicate, which was simply a masterpiece in the world, beautiful and peerless.

Hou Junliang was also so beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes off it, and he didn't react until the girl called his name again. "Hou Gongzi, giggles, have you seen enough, please show the ink treasure." The girl is like a pure snow lotus, the flowers and branches tremble and cluck, and her beauty seems to have a kind of enchanting magic that makes people obsessed.

"Oh, let me tell you first, why Jiang Gongzi made this poem." Hou Junliang reacted, and his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"Speak quickly!"

"Love to say it or not, it's enough to see Miss Yanran!"

"Hahahaha......"

There was laughter all around, obviously the protagonist had been snatched away by Miss Yanran, Hou Junliang was a little embarrassed, but he still told the story: "At that time, Gongzi Jiang was invited by His Royal Highness the King of Fushang County to drink in the mansion, and when it came to the place of Fengyue, Gongzi Jianghu recited this quatrain to warn the prince of my family's small county, don't be greedy for wine and indulge in the land of wind and flowers." ”

Everyone was already attracted by Hou Junliang's words, and they exchanged their heads and whispered.

Hou Junliang saw that everyone was focusing on him again, he looked extremely proud, and with a wave of his hand, a pair of words appeared in front of everyone.

"The ambition of a young man should be lofty in the sky, why bother with the gentle hometown. Although the finch is small, it can also soar between heaven and earth, and the ambition of the young man should be like a bird, facing the blue sea and the twilight sky. The eldest husband was born between heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and live under the people for a long time, and he should work hard, chase the tiger and catch the dragon, not to have fun, and to lose his mind with playthings. The jade can be broken, but it can not be changed to its white, the bamboo can be burned, and its knots can not be destroyed, although the body is dead, the name can be hung on the bamboo silk. ”