At this time, in Wuyi Lane, the Wang family, one of the largest families in the Ming Dynasty, is holding a grand party, or a membership system, only the children of the family with the name of the talented son in Nanjing will be invited, or the famous genius in the south of the Yangtze River, if there is no ink in the chest, it is also self-inflicted humiliation, others chant poems against the banquet, talk and laugh, but you are a sentence of "slot" to go to the world, I am afraid that you will laugh and be generous, and become the laughing stock of the entire Nanjing City.

How can this kind of banquet be without Su Xiaolou? This Wang family is really superficial, I can't see his talented soul, Tang poems and Song Ci thought that he had also memorized them with tears back then, and his language scores were also the top three in the class, and his memory beat this group of Confucian students, and if they memorized a poem casually, they could never write poems again.

Su Xiaolou walked on the boulevard of the Wang family's banquet, and sighed that the Wang family was really rich, and they even raised peacocks in the back garden, as well as colorful brocade chickens, and there were white turtles lying on their stomachs in the river, and there were countless rare and exotic beasts, which was simply walking gold! Not only that, but even the bridge is made of a gloomy wood that is worth a thousand gold, which is really inhumane!

Walking and walking, Su Xiaolou met an old acquaintance, Jin Sanniang, the two of them were shocked when they saw each other, and asked tacitly, "Why are you here?" ”

"Why can't I be here?"

After a period of embarrassment, Jin Sanniang spoke first: "Master, the banquet of the Wang family is not so fun, you have to study and learn it for a while, and if you expose the stuffing, you will be forked out." ”

"Young Master Ben is only eight buckets high, and he is rich in five cars, believe it or not, just one sentence can be immortal, just one chance to become famous, today is the opportunity, Young Master Ben is still afraid that he will not be careful about learning!"

Jin Sanniang covered her face with a fan and smiled, if Xiucai met a soldier, how should she tell the winner? Jin Sanniang also wanted to know, but she was more curious about another thing: "There is no you on the Wang family's guest list, how did you get in, the Wang family's guards are very strict." ”

Su Xiaolou approached Jin Sanniang and whispered, "Go through the back door!" ”

Jin Sanniang's jaw dropped in shock: "You still have the way of the Wang family, and you have great powers, master!" ”

"The wall door in the backyard."

"Isn't that a dog hole?"

When Su Xiaolou came in, the banquet had been held for a while, and the talents who came to the banquet all came up with their proud works to participate in the selection, and the judges were the elders of the Confucian Liang Pavilion who had retired for many years.

It will take a while for the selection, and the people of the Wang family hosted the game of pairs, and took the lead in throwing out the upper link: The bird is trapped in the cage and hates Guan Yu and can't fly it.

The talents in Jiangnan in the audience talked about it for a while, their brows tightened and they thought about the next link, if they can be praised by the Wang family, they will definitely be one of the four talents in Jiangnan, this has to think about it.

Su Xiaolou thought to himself: Aren't these the four masterpieces! I'm familiar! Isn't this just on the edge of a knife? So he walked up to the stage in the eyes of everyone and said, "I'm coming!" ”。

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and someone whispered: "Who is this! ”

"I don't know! I don't know! Who's a little scholar! I didn't like it and wanted to be in the limelight. ”

"In ancient times, Cao Zhi became a poem in seven steps, and now there is a son who can export into pairs, son, please!"

Sour Confucian students, get ready to accept the critical attack, Su Xiaolou said loudly: "People must have eight precepts to live in the world, and they must be Wukong." ”

There was an uproar in the audience: "Guan Yu and Zhang Fei I know, they are both brave generals in the late Han Dynasty, who is Bajie?" Who is Goku? How I've never heard of it. ”

"I don't know, this person can't make up a name if he doesn't match!"

"That's it, let's go down!"

"Let's go down!"

Wang Hengyi saw that this was obviously a gentleman who didn't learn or know how to do it, and he scolded with a curled beard: "What kind of scoundrel who got in, throw it out for me." ”

"Haven't you watched "Journey to the West"? Monkey King hasn't heard of it? I haven't read the famous books of Jiangnan talents, don't push me. Su Xiaolou scolded and was kicked out.

"I've only heard of "The Legend of the West Chamber", but I haven't heard of "Journey to the West", do you know this book?"

"I haven't heard of it either."

"I haven't heard of it either, this man made it up!"

The guards of the Wang family thought that Jin Sanniang, who was standing next to Su Xiaolou, was with Su Xiaolou, and they rushed out together. Jin Sanniang tried her best to cover her face with a fan along the way, it was too embarrassing, the thing she regretted the most in her life was to recognize Su Xiaolou at today's banquet.

"People must have eight precepts to live in the world, and they must Wukong, which is interesting!" Wang Yuyan jumped down from the wall in a sassy riding suit, her figure was concave and convex, her beautiful eyes flashed with an inquiring gaze, and she looked at Su Xiaolou and said, "Have you also heard the story that has been circulated in the streets?" ”

Su Xiaolou can't accept that someone questions his familiarity with "Journey to the West", because this is the only TV series in which he didn't watch beautiful women in the whole process, and only cared about watching monkeys: "Not only have I heard it, it's like reciting it backwards." ”

"Then you carry it! Just put your back on your back. ”

"Huh!"

Broken! Su Xiaolou reacted, it is the end of the Zhengde year of the Ming Dynasty, and there is no book "Journey to the West", which corner should Wu Chengen write an outline in to conceive the plot now! Nuo Neng knows where the great god is now, maybe he can still talk to Wu Chengen!

"Where did the girl hear these stories?"

"I've traveled a lot, and I've heard sporadic stories from small traders who traveled from north to south, but none of them have a complete version, so if you know it well, let's listen to it."

Su Xiaolou doesn't have to do unpaid work, and beauties are no exception: "Girl, the weather is bad today, it's not suitable for storytelling, why don't we do something else?" ”

"Hey! Girl, don't do it! This world is so beautiful, but the girl is so irritable, this is not good! Ay! Ay! I'm recruiting! I saw a long sword unsheathed and pressed against Su Xiaolou's neck, and under the sharp eyes of the beauty, Su Xiaolou quickly confessed.

Su Xiaolou was brought back to a secluded place in the backyard of the Wang family, one person, one table, and one folding fan, and there were few guests in the audience, only Wang Yuyan and Jin Sanniang.

"Huh!" Xiao Lou unfolded the folding fan seriously, learning to be a storyteller, and suddenly panicked: "Oops! I was so scared by the girl just now, I can't remember it! ”

Wang Yuyan pulled out a golden hairpin on her head, dangled in front of Su Xiaolou and said, "After speaking, this is yours!" ”

The young lady of the big family, the shot is generous, and after such a moment, Su Xiaolou's brain was shaken up: "Miss's golden hairpin is really magical, it actually cured my selective amnesia, I think about it, let's start!" ”