Chapter Ninety-Three: Competition

Jiang Louyue sighed lightly and said with a smile, "Because there were many people who didn't like the big brother in the past, they did everything possible to want the big brother to have a bad time, but the big brother didn't follow their wishes, and I often laughed in order to anger them." ”

Laugh when you're happy, laugh when you're sad, laugh when you're depressed, laugh when you're scared, laugh when you're in pain......

Gradually, laughter became his disguise, and sometimes when he laughed, he couldn't tell whether he was really happy or falsely happy......

At this time, Yun Mi walked over.

"Yunmi!"

Jiang Louyue, who was still worried just now, smiled happily in an instant.

But there are exceptions to everything, such as Yunmi......

Even if he couldn't figure it out, he was absolutely sure of the joy in his heart when facing Yun Mi.

The kind of joy that whenever he thought of her name, his heart was full of tsunamis and mountains, how could he not know.

He jumped in front of Yun Mi and asked with a smile, "Have you finished reading Miss Ning, how is Miss Ning?"

"Awake, but confused. "The clouds are back.

"It's fine. Jiang Louyue comforted, "It's going to be fine, it's going to be okay." ”

"Hmm. ”

"Owner!"

At this time, a subordinate ran over, panting and said, "Zuo Qiuping is here." ”

"What did he come to do. "Liang Chen didn't have a good airway.

The servant shook his head and said, "People are waiting in the main hall." ”

"Who is Zuo Qiuping?" Jiang Louyue asked curiously.

Liang Chen replied with a displeased face, "It's the son of the Purple Mist Casino." ”

Purple Mist Gambling House Jiang Louyue is familiar, that is the most prosperous and largest gambling house in the entire Furong country, different from other gambling houses, in the Purple Mist Gambling House, there are good wine and beautiful women, playing in it, either rich or expensive, there are heavy guards every day, some people get rich overnight in it, and some are bankrupt, it is a place full of copper smell.

"Look at you like this, you have a holiday with their family. Jiang Louyue said with a smile.

Liang Chen was indignant, "That's because we had a holiday with him, it's clear that they can't get along with us, and they don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and this time they must be looking for fault!"

"You don't care if he's or not, just go. Jiang Louyue said.

Liang Chen sighed, shook his sleeves and reluctantly went.

"Let's go and see the excitement. Jiang Louyue turned her head and smiled at Yun Mi, and pulled the corner of Yun Mi's sleeve.

Yun Mi was passive and was dragged over by Jiang Louyue.

The people of the Flying Sword Villa and the people of the Purple Mist Gambling House crowded the main hall, with three floors inside and three floors outside.

"Yo, isn't this the new owner? Seeing Liang Chen coming over, the man standing in the main hall said with a smile, and said in a strange manner, "Flying Sword Villa, the owner of the village is really a good day, but he has been waiting for a long time." ”

"I'm sorry, there are a lot of things in Zhuangzhong, and there are many delays, so I hope Zuoqiu Gongzi will not blame him. Although Liang Chen didn't like him, he still pretended to be polite.

"Anyway, this Flying Sword Villa is really lively. Beside Zuo Qiuping, another man with a long beard said.

"Isn't that Zuo Qiuping's master, the master of calligraphy, He Yanfu? Why is he here too?"

"It's definitely not good. ”

Jiang Louyue's side whispered to the two people from the Flying Sword Villa.

"Looks like there's a good show to watch. Jiang Louyue tilted her head and whispered in Yun Mi's ear.

“......”

Zuo Qiuping's tone was quite sarcastic, and he replied, "Isn't it lively, the old owner just died a few months ago, and then I will see what happy events are happening, and now it is the coronation ceremony." ”

"Zuoqiu Gongzi is here, what are you doing?" Liang Chen asked with the unhappiness in his heart.

Zuoqiu replied with a smile, "Didn't I hear that Liang Xiaogongzi was crowned, I came here to congratulate, and by the way, I want to have a discussion with the Flying Sword Villa." ”

"Sparring?" Liang Chen asked cautiously, "What are you sparring?"

Zuo Qiuping bypassed Liang Chen, walked to the top of the main hall, and wrote a poem on the desk above.

He took the poem and said to Liang Chen, "I like to learn calligraphy recently, but the people in the Ziwu Gambling House are all laymen, but I heard that Guizhuang Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are unique, so I came here to ask for advice." ”

Jiang Louyue saw that he was talking about asking for advice, but his eyes were full of arrogance, and he was clearly here to humiliate people.

"I don't know Guizhuang, is anyone willing to come and have a try?" asked Zuo Qiuping.

Liang Duan, the hall, said, "Zuoqiu Gongzi has been tired all the way, why don't you take a break and compare another day?"

"Thank you Miss Liang for your kindness, it's just that I'm thirsty for talent, I just want to compare now, why is it difficult that no one in Guizhuang dares to come out to fight, they are all reckless?" Zuo Qiuping sneered.

It's not a reckless man, it's just that Zuo Qiuping is a disciple of a calligraphy master, and everyone knows that he is good at calligraphy, and no one dares to go up, for fear of humiliating himself.

"It's still the Flying Sword Villa, don't you think we deserve to be compared with it?" Zuo Qiuping had something to say.

The people he had brought with him began to slowly put their hands on their weapons.

Liang Chen clenched his fists.

"It's not like that, it's just boring. Seeing that a big war was about to start, Jiang Louyue suddenly smiled and said.

"Boring? Then this boy is talking about what makes it interesting. Zuo Qiuping asked.

Jiang Louyue held her sword and said, "There must be winners and losers in this competition, since there are winners and losers, should we have a bet?"

"What bet do you want?"

Jiang Louyue thought for a moment and said, "If we win, how about you get out of the Flying Sword Villa?"

"You won?" Zuo Qiuping smiled disdainfully and replied briskly, "Okay, but where did you get the courage to think you would win me?"

"Just because we have someone here, he can write better than you with his feet!" Jiang Louyue said with confidence.

The people of Flying Sword Villa looked at each other left and right, and Liang Chen looked confused.

In his cognition, the best handwriting in the villa is Sister A, but it is still far from Zuo Qiuping's handwriting, and he really can't think of anything else.

As for Jiang Louyue's words, he had seen it once, and it was ugly and miserable......

"Oh?" Zuo Qiuping was full of disbelief and said with a smile, "Then who is this person?"

"Of course. ”

What's over, it's over!

Liang Chen's heart suddenly tightened.

"Not me. ”

It's okay, it's okay.

Liang Chen breathed a sigh of relief again.

It's not that he can't trust Jiang Louyue, it's that his handwriting is so ugly, like a ghost drawing a talisman, he can't lose his face abroad when he goes up.

"Who is that?" Zuo Qiuping asked patiently.

She snorted. Jiang Louyue pointed to Yun Mi beside her and said proudly, "This personable, handsome and dashing Yun Gongzi." ”

"Yes. In fact, Zuo Qiuping had already noticed Yun Mi beside him, Zuo Qiuping's tone was less sarcastic, and said to Yun Mi, "Then please ask this Yun Gongzi to teach him." ”

Yun Mi ignored him, looked directly at Jiang Louyue, and replied to him seriously, "I don't know how to write with my feet, I haven't learned." ”

Jiang Louyue suddenly sneered.

He couldn't stand Yun Mi's appearance the most, it was so funny and cute, every time he provoked him, he really wanted to rub her face and say, "Our stupid girl, don't be so funny." ”

But he didn't dare, so he could only helplessly and doting on her, "I didn't really ask you to write it to him with your feet, I just made an analogy." ”

"Ahem. Ignored, Zuo Qiuping looked angry and said, "You two big men, why are you so tired,, is it still comparable?"

"Yun Gongzi, go up and show him your hands, and let some people know themselves. If it weren't for Yun Mi's face, Jiang Louyue would not be able to speak, and he would have started greeting his ancestors.

Yun Mi stepped forward.

Jiang Louyue diligently laid paper, grinded, and handed pens for her.

Yun Mi took the pen that had been stained with ink, rolled up his sleeve with his left hand, wrote twice on the paper, and put down the pen.

"Come on, let's take a look. Jiang Louyue lifted the paper, took a turn on the field, and then came to Zuo Qiuping and them, slapping their faces, and said with a smile, "Take a good look at the two of you, this is called a word." ”

Zuo Qiuping only saw the paper, but simply wrote the word "person".

Although the words are simple, they are clean and beautiful.

One character is better, and all the words of Zuo Qiu Ping are the so-called pen falling into a storm, so that everyone can't help but applaud.

"Good words, good words!" everyone on the field couldn't help but praise again and again.

Even an arrogant person like He Yanfu looked straight at him.

Liang Chen looked at the hall and stood with his hands in his hands, facing so much praise, he was still unfazed.

He looked down and laughed.

There is no suspense, the winner has been decided.

He Yanfu took the calligraphy in Jiang Louyue's hand, and in front of Yun Mi, who left, he asked a little excitedly, "Your Excellency is surprised by your penmanship, could it be that you are the rumored book saint?"

Jiang Louyue retreated to Liang Chen's side and asked, "What is the Book Saint?"

Liang Chen wanted to go back, but Liang Wan on the side rushed to say, "Huijiang Gongzi, there are three saints in this world, the sword saint Beiyue Qingli, and the chess saint Yu Mingji, among which the most mysterious is the book saint, the word of the book saint, the name of the book is shocking to the world, but there are only ten copies of the calligraphy he has produced, so the people in the world are fighting for the head of the blood, but so far the book saint is unknown, and no one has seen his appearance. ”

I see.

Jiang Louyue understood, and in this way, he also felt that Yun Mi was most likely a book saint.

But Yun Mi replied, "I'm not. ”

He Yanfu replied very disappointed, looked at the words in his hand and muttered, "Also, how can someone who can write such handwriting be a hairy boy like you, but this competition is that we lost, and we are convinced." ”

"Master, are we just admitting defeat like this?" Zuo Qiuping was unwilling.

He Yan Fu said, "Then what's not as good as others, isn't it shameful enough?" ”

"Hmph. Zuo Qiuping shook his sleeves and walked out reluctantly.

"Oops. Jiang Louyue stretched out her sword, stopped Zuo Qiu Ping, and said, "Zuo Qiu Gongzi, it's really a noble person who forgets things, and you haven't fulfilled our bet yet." ”

"Aren't I leaving!" Zuo Qiu Ping said in a vicious voice.

Jiang Louyue smiled and said, "Our gambling contract is not for you to leave, but for you to get out." ”

"Get out, do you understand?" Jiang Louyue added the word "roll".

Zuo Qiuping realized it and said angrily, "Don't go too far!"