The young man who stood up and scolded Zuo Lingtian was knocked to the ground by Li Eryi as soon as he finished speaking, and he scolded and said: "What a bullshit thing dares to come out and pretend to be garlic, does the boss want to abolish him." ”

As he spoke, he flew up and lifted the young man, clamped his neck and asked Zuo Lingtian's opinion.

Who knew that the captured teenager was still very arrogant.

"Do you know who your father is? Father Zhang Erhe. ”

Li Er asked suspiciously: "Who is Zhang Erhe?" ”

Zuo Lingtian said: "I haven't heard of it, continue to call me." ”

"Okay, boss."

Zuo Lingtian let go, and Li Er didn't wait for the young man to continue to say who his father was, and slapped him twice.

Zuo Lingtian leisurely fanned his fan and beckoned the guys at the tea stall to serve him tea. Xiao Qingxuan, a talented woman on the side, came back to her senses at this time and shouted: "Stop." ”

Subsequently, out of nowhere, two guards rushed out, holding short sticks, and the sticks made a knife splitting momentum, and attacked Li Er, who was accustomed to seeing six roads on the battlefield and listening to all directions.

He was not unprepared for the sudden appearance of the enemy, and threw the young man surnamed Zhang aside, his true qi poured into his arms, his front sleeves burst open, and a pair of iron fists were hard to pluck two short sticks.

"Click."

The sound of broken wood came, Li Er stood motionless, and the two guards flew out like kites with broken strings.

At this time, three more powerful guards came out of the shadows, Li Er couldn't parry for a while, Zuo Ling Tianyi waved his hand to let Xiao San and Ah Da also join the battle group.

Xiao Qingxuan asked his party to take care of the young man surnamed Zhang, walked up to Zuo Lingtian and said, "This brother, isn't it a bit excessive." ”

With Xiao Qingxuan's words, a white-haired middle-aged man behind her also issued a faint true qi coercion, if it was an ordinary person who did not enter the rivers and lakes, the person who could be suppressed with this hand would not be able to breathe, even if the first-class master could not show ease.

And Zuo Lingtian continued to cross Erlang's legs, as if he was fine.

Xiao Qingxuan suddenly felt very embarrassed, and the middle-aged man behind her also had an ugly face, and then her whole body was full of true qi, and she raised her hand with a palm: "Young man, don't look at no one, I'll teach you today." ”

Zuo Lingtian put down the teacup lightly, and the middle-aged man's momentum was like a palm of Mount Tai being easily blocked, but the robe with half of his arm disappeared suddenly under the opponent's fierce true qi, revealing the iron bones of the outer armor glowing with cold light under it.

When the middle-aged man saw it, he stepped back three feet in surprise, and hurriedly asked, "Dare to ask Your Excellency and your surname." ”

"Left."

Hearing Zuo Lingtian's answer, the middle-aged man nervously clasped his hands into fists and said respectfully: "It turns out that it is a person who has been rumored on the rivers and lakes, and he really has eyes and does not know Mount Tai." ”

Zuo Lingtian was a little curious, he had been staying in Jiubian for five years, when did he get the name of a one-person marquis.

"You know me?"

When the middle-aged man saw Zuo Lingtian asking about him, he hurriedly replied, "Naturally, I know." ”

Seeing that his guards were so careful in front of this man, Xiao Qingxuan's expression also became solemn, the middle-aged man in front of him was Zhang Erhe, the second-rank governor in the capital, who spent a lot of gold and silver to invite the grandmaster master from the rivers and lakes.

Although he has not yet entered the realm of the Great Grandmaster, he can be placed in the capital as a guest of the major mansions, and his strength is not much different from that of the real Great Grandmaster.

Xiao Qingxuan stepped forward and accosted Zuo Lingtian: "Brother Zuo, since we are also from the rivers and lakes, we can be regarded as not knowing each other, it is better to stop each other and sit down and have a cup of tea." ”

Zuo Lingtian laughed and said: "Xiao Cainu, right, just now you said that I made obscene poetry, and I am not an unreasonable person, so let's talk about whether the poem I chant is an obscene poem." ”

Xiao Qingxuan originally wanted to calm things down, but when he saw that Zuo Lingtian wanted to debate, he didn't shirk it, and still had a faint smile on his face: "The son has a heart, Qingxuan naturally won't refuse."

According to Zuo Lingtian's previous temper, reasonable? The physics is almost the same, the injuries on his body, the middle-aged man behind Xiao Qingxuan just now, one blow is enough to have the power of a great grandmaster, and it is impossible for him to fight it now.

Fortunately, they were frightened by a name that they didn't even know, and now they go down this staircase, anyway, as long as they don't hit themselves in the face.

Zuo Lingtian waved his hand to summon the three of them, and several guards also covered their sore arms and walked back behind Xiao Qingxuan, and the people who had just dispersed because of the fight gathered together again.

It's not that the officials who made trouble in the street haven't come, but they just took a look and left. Joke, just invited this county uncle out, and arrested him back by himself, it was pure self-inflicted.

Anyway, if something happens, it's the adults themselves, so it's better not to take care of it.

At this moment, the tea stall is full of people, Xiao Qingxuan is the number one person in Yangzhou City today.

Now arguing with others about poetry naturally attracts many onlookers.

"Miss Xiao said that the poem I was chanting was obscene, but she didn't know that the poem was written by a friend of mine."

Xiao Qingxuan didn't pay attention to the original meaning of the poem at first, but just heard Zuo Lingtian's explanation and spoke up, and now Zuo Lingtian explained that it was not his own, in Xiao Qingxuan's opinion, he was obviously shirking, and asked: "I don't know which of your friends made it, although the little woman is not talented, but the style of this famous talent in the world is also half known."

After all, Xiao Qingxuan didn't want to think about the original meaning of the poem at all in her eyes now, and Zuo Lingtian's previous explanation had already made her preconceived that this was an obscene poem.

Zuo Lingtian said slowly,

"Yan Ci, I don't know if Miss Xiao has heard of it."

Seeing Zuo Lingtian say the name of his friend, Xiao Qingxuan also didn't expect that Zuo Lingtian could know this kind of celebrity. "Yan Ci? Isn't it the face of the person who was appointed as the champion by the current saint? ”

Zuo Lingtian said: "Yes, this poem was made by him and other queens, and the whole poem is a poem, which was filthy and not enough to boast in the past, and now there is no end to debauchery."

The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day. Excuse me, where is the obscene poetry? ”

Although Zuo Lingtian was relaxed on his face, he was full of thoughts in his heart, Meng Jiao, Meng Gong, I was wrong, and I will never joke about your poems in the future.

Zuo Lingtian's first post-graduation was completely Meng Jiao's high-spirited writing after the imperial examination, and the words exuded the pleasure of being rewarded for his ambitions.

However, Zuo Lingtian, a military general, was in high spirits when he was in the middle of the move, and he could only introduce his good friend Yan Ci when he was sweeping down the Shandong Turks.

didn't give Xiao Qingxuan a chance to continue to talk more, picked up his paper fan and left, leaving Xiao Qingxuan alone to ponder in place.

Xiao Qingxuan, as the leader of the contemporary literary scene in Yangzhou, wanted to swim in Jinfei Lake with his playmates today, but when he met Zuo Lingtian, his mood was very complicated now.

Zuo Lingtian's whole poem does not have flowery rhetoric, but just uses ordinary words to express his emotions.

Xiao Qingxuan could only sigh that it was not simple.

The people who were frightened by Zuo Lingtian and didn't dare to speak saw him leave, and began to despise Zuo Lingtian's poems.

"What bullshit poetry."

"Yes, neither an image nor a rhetoric."

"This kind of poem can be written by a three-year-old child."

Xiao Qingxuan looked at a group of talented women who kept belittling Zuo Lingtian, only to feel even more depressed in her heart, and got up to say goodbye: "Everyone, I am not feeling well today, so I will retire first." ”