"Everything." Yue Hao nodded and said.

"Then write me as a handsome and chic, suave and graceful beautiful man in the wind of Yushu, and also Wen Taowu, but also qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, proficient in everything, how about it?" Cheng Dazhuang said.

Hearing this, Yue Hao really couldn't help it, looked at Miss Cheng who was hiding her face on the side, and didn't know how to speak.

Seeing that Yue Hao stopped talking, Cheng Dazhuang was a little unhappy, and said, "What? Isn't it possible? Or do you think I don't deserve it? ”

At this time, Miss Cheng couldn't control it, and said, "Dad, can you be serious, you can look at yourself, which point is consistent with what you said." ”

"Go to the side, how can you talk to your father like this, no big or small." Cheng Dazhuang heard his daughter's words, his old face turned red, and he spoke.

"That's it, General Cheng, you are a general, you often go out to fight, I will send you a poem about fighting, how about it?" Yue Hao thought for a while and said.

"Wouldn't that be too vulgar." Cheng Dazhuang said with some suspicion.

"Dad, don't talk if you don't understand, okay?" Miss Cheng couldn't help but say again.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it, you can write it." Cheng Dazhuang said.

Miss Cheng also looked at Yue Hao with some expectation, thinking about what good poems he could make for the time being.

Yue Hao coughed, cleared his throat, and then spoke.

"Glow-in-the-dark glass of wine,"

"If you want to drink the pipa, urge it immediately."

"Drunk and lying on the battlefield, don't smile,"

"How many people have come back to fight in ancient times?"

"Good poetry!" After listening to Yue Hao's four poems, Cheng Dazhuang couldn't help but exclaim loudly.

"Dad, although this is indeed a good poem, can you not be so startled and scare others?" Miss Cheng, who was frightened, couldn't help but say.

"I just felt it." Cheng Dazhuang said.

"So what is so good about this poem?" Miss Cheng asked.

"Fortunately, it reminds me of the days when I was drunk and lying on the battlefield." Cheng Dazhuang said.

"Indeed, it is impossible for someone who has never fought to make such a poem, Yue Hao, have you fought in Biansai?" Miss Cheng asked.

"As I said before, I am from the Yulin Kingdom, which is the northern border of the Great Xia Kingdom, and I have been fighting with strange beasts all year round." Yue Hao nodded and said.

"Yulin Kingdom, you're not from Great Xia City?" Cheng Dazhuang said suddenly.

"No, I've just been in Great Xia City for a while." Yue Hao opened his mouth and said.

"Then this is not easy to do, if you want to participate in the poetry conference, you don't have a quota." Cheng Dazhuang said.

"Dad, don't we have a place in our family?" Miss Cheng couldn't help but say on the side.

"No, the spot is mine, and I still have to play." Cheng Dazhuang immediately shook his head and said.

Hearing this, Yue Hao almost didn't stand firm, and fell directly to the ground.

Miss Cheng couldn't help but cover her face again, and said, "Dad, you should know very well how many pounds and taels you have, can you not do these embarrassing things and throw them outside." ”

"What? Can't I compose poetry? Cheng Dazhuang's eyes widened, and he said, "I have done a lot of good poems. ”

"What good poetry?" Speaking of this, Yue Hao couldn't help but ask with some curiosity.

"Then you're going to have to listen up." Speaking of this, Cheng Dazhuang was obviously a little excited.

"Listen up." Yue Hao said.

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces." Cheng Dazhuang said.

Yue Hao held back himself and didn't laugh.

But Cheng Dazhuang's daughter, Miss Cheng couldn't help it, and laughed directly.

"Hahahaha, Dad, you're here, you're also called poetry, really, really, I'm going to laugh to death." Miss Cheng said intermittently because she laughed.

"What? What are you laughing at? Cheng Dazhuang said a little uncontrollably.

"You let Yue Hao say, is this poem good?" Miss Cheng said.

Hearing this, Cheng Dazhuang immediately set his eyes on Yue Hao, and said, "Yue Hao, which one do you think is better, my poem or your poem on the battlefield." ”

"This ......" Hearing this, Yue Hao was stunned on the spot.

Which of these two poems is better? Is it comparable? Even if you find a random passerby, you will be drunk and crushed on the battlefield.

But looking at Cheng Dazhuang with a confident face, Yue Hao couldn't tell the truth, after all, it was too hurtful.

However, Yue Hao racked his brains and didn't come up with words to praise this poem.

"What? Is it too hard to compare? Cheng Dazhuang looked at Yue Hao's sad face, and couldn't help but speak.

"Yes, these two poems have their own merits, and it's really hard to compare." Yue Hao said.

"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter if you don't compare it, you can live in our house now, and when the poetry conference comes, I will take you to see the world, my daughter doesn't understand this." Cheng Daqiang said with a smile.

"Dad, that quota is not for you, it's for Yue Hao." Miss Cheng still couldn't help but say.

"I just arrived and said, my poems are on par with his poems, and whoever goes between the two of us is not the same." Cheng Dazhuang said.

"You...... This ......" After listening to her father's words, Miss Cheng was so angry that she didn't know what to say.

"Okay, General Cheng, if it's okay, I'll step down." Yue Hao said.

"Well, go down, I still have to read." Cheng Dazhuang nodded and said.

When he exited the study, Yue Hao couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up to the study.

When Miss Cheng saw Yue Hao's action, she couldn't help but pat her forehead again, and said, "It's over, now my father thinks he is even more powerful than you." ”

"What do you mean?" Yue Hao said with some puzzlement.

"His strength is not what you think, even I don't know his true strength, it's just a wall, he can definitely feel your thumb." Miss Cheng said.

"By the way, I don't know the eldest lady's cultivation yet." Yue Hao said.

"Me? I'm just a junior beast master of the Great Perfection, nothing more. Miss Cheng said.

"Hmm." Yue Hao nodded in agreement.

But seeing Yue Hao's performance, Miss Cheng was a little surprised, could it be that this junior beast master is so worthless, why didn't she even react at all.

"Are there many junior beast masters in the Feather Forest Country?" Thinking of this, the eldest lady couldn't help but ask.

"Nope." Yue Hao said.

"Then why aren't you surprised at all?" Miss Cheng asked.

"I'm now a junior beast master Dacheng, and the next step is the Great Perfection, it's okay." Yue Hao said.

"You're a junior beast master?" Hearing this, Miss Cheng looked at Yue Hao in disbelief.

"What's wrong? If you want to enter Great Xia City, you need a junior beast master Xiaocheng, I'm just a big success, don't be so surprised. Yue Hao said.

"That's right, if it weren't for the Beast Master, this Great Xia City wouldn't be able to enter." Miss Cheng nodded and said.

"Listen to the eldest lady, you have also been to other places?" Yue Hao asked.

"I've been there, but because I'm not a beast master, I almost didn't come back." Miss Cheng nodded and said.

"Why does the eldest lady still wear a veil at home, do you think I'm an outsider?" Yue Yang asked again.

"No, there are some hidden diseases on the face, and it is inconvenient to show them." Miss Cheng said.