"Thank you, Brother Chu. Wen Yan arched his hand and said gratefully to Chu Tiankuo.

Chu Tiankuo returned the salute and said, "When the road is uneven, you should come forward, Brother Wen doesn't have to be polite." ”

Listening to the tone of these two people, it seems that they know each other.

"Miss Wen, how are you? These reckless drunks are really blinded by lard, and they dare to be abrupt and beautiful after eating the bear's heart and leopard gall. Chu Tiankuo turned to be gentle and said, "Chu hates this kind of scoundrel the most, if they don't slip away quickly, I have to teach them a good lesson." ”

This Chu Tiankuo has a handsome face, not losing to Ye Dong, elegant and elegant, dusty temperament, folding fan and gently shaking, graceful demeanor, long and jade, humble and polite in conversation, every move, word and deed, all exude a unique charm.

What a beautiful son!

In the restaurant, everyone was amazed.

There are also many young women whose eyes are shining, and they are so confused that they cannot help themselves, and their husbands are jealous, and drag their daughters and daughters away from the table, so that they will not be stuck in the mud and unable to extricate themselves.

Of course, the main thing is the fear of being cuckolded.

If you want to live a decent life, you have to wear some green on your head. This is not a kind of humor, this is a kind of great sadness and deep helplessness about being green.

Many girls exchanged heads with each other, inquiring about the family background of this white-clothed son, Chu Tiankuo.

"What, you don't even know Chu Tiankuo?

"Is that the Chu family that is as famous as the Wen family?"

"Or else?"

"Ah, young and golden, handsome and beautiful, with a better family background, I really want to marry him. ”

"I'm going to give him a monkey!"

......

For a while, there was a lot of noise in this restaurant, and Chu Tiankuo appeared for only a moment, and he became the focus and center of the topic here.

It is like a fairy figure with a divine light emanating from its body.

In the face of such a person, in the face of Chu Tiankuo's stepping forward, the hero saved the beauty, but he was gentle but behaved very plainly, but he was polite, and said: "Thank you Master Chu for helping." ”

"Hahaha," Chu Tiankuo snorted, but looked at Ye Dong, "This brother is very skilled, I don't know which famous family in Lizhou, how come I haven't seen it before?"

"He, it's just a subordinate of my Wen family, don't pay attention to him, Brother Chu, come, sit down, it's better to meet by chance, you and my brother have a good drink today. Wen Yan interjected directly, not letting Ye Dong have a chance to speak at all.

When Chu Tiankuo heard this, he smiled and nodded towards Ye Dong.

Ye Dong also nodded at him.

At that moment, Chu Tiankuo fell to the table and talked with them.

There were people around who made angry voices: "Why can these people get the favor of Chu Gongzi, I am much more beautiful than that young lady and the two girls, Chu Gongzi should come to me." ”

"Shhh ”

"Ah, I was fascinated by the idea for a while, and I was completely caught up in my own world, and before I knew it, I said that they wouldn't trouble me. ”

The man next to her looked at her appearance, covered his mouth, and comforted, "Don't worry, it won't." ”

After Chu Tiankuo landed on the table, Xiaolan was okay, and her appearance was more reserved, but Xiaoyue looked like a little fan girl, looking at Chu Tiankuo with admiration, and said, "Brother Chu, you are so powerful, you beat those drunks away in two or three clicks." ”

Ye Dong was depressed, this little girl, obviously I helped you block the salty pig hand, okay.

Chu Tiankuo said: "Sister Xiaoyue, I haven't seen you for a while, I didn't expect you to not only look more beautiful, but also be able to speak." ”

Xiaoyue's smile bloomed like a spring flower, and said, "What I said is the truth, I don't believe you asked Sister Xiaolan." ”

After all, Xiaolan is older than Xiaoyue, and when she saw this situation, she said, "Yes, yes, you are a ghost." ”

Being praised by a beautiful young girl, it will be extremely useful to anyone else.

Chu Tiankuo looked out the window, and said, "The jasper is made up of a tree high, and ten thousand green silk silks hang down." I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. ”

"Good poetry. Wen Yan praised.

"Brother Chu is so literate. Satsuki applauded.

"Young Master Chu looks so handsome when he makes poems. Countless infatuated girls and beautiful young women on the side said in unison.

Gentleness looked at Ye Dong and said, "Ye Dong, do you know how to compose poetry?"

Ye Dong was stunned, a little surprised, hesitated for a while, and said: "If you can point out sentences that don't rhyme, it's not poetry." ”

"Oh," Wen Yan looked unbelieving, "Chu Gongzi Wen Taowuluo, don't look at people easily, in a short period of time, make a good poem, as if it is easy to come by, naturally, you think that writing poetry is simple." ”

"Brother Ye didn't like to say a few words to open our ears and eyes. Chu Tiankuo smiled.

Ye Dong pondered for a moment and said, "Ten thousand hates, hatred is at the end of the world." The mountains and the moon don't know what's going on in their hearts, the water and wind are empty and the flowers in front of them are swaying, and the blue clouds are swaying. Freshen up, leaning on the river tower alone. Thousands of sails are not, the slanting veins and veins are long, and the intestines are broken Baipingzhou. ”

There was a sudden silence in the restaurant, Ye Dong's vicissitudes of life and beautiful voice were extremely magnetic, and the artistic conception of this poem was lofty, sad and poignant, and many people were reminded of some sad things in the past.

Men, women, and children are indulging in that faint sadness, deep sorrow.

looked at Ye Dong gently and gently, did not speak, there seemed to be affection in his eyes, and he was silently saying something.

After a while, Chu Tiankuo retracted the folding fan, interrupted the silence, and said, "Brother Ye is really not showing his face, Chu is disrespectful." As he spoke, he hugged his fist towards Ye Dong.

Ye Dong hurriedly returned the salute with his fists and said, "Compared with Young Master Chu, Ye Dong is far from him, and he can't reach it. ”

"Who is he, how can Wencai be so good?"

"It seems to be a descendant of the Wen Mansion, whose name is Ye Dong. ”

"Tsk, I can't see that even the subordinates of this Wen Mansion are so handsome and talented, no wonder they are so famous in Lizhou. ”

"Not really. ”

As soon as Ye Dong exited, he knew if there was one.

What's there?

Shocked and amazed!

At this moment, the discussions in this restaurant all revolve around Ye Dong.

Ye Dong, as a subordinate of the Wen Mansion, the limelight and popularity at the moment actually overshadowed Wen Yan, and he and Chu Tiankuo became a moment of brightness, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

Wen Yan looked at Ye Dong carefully, as if it was the first time they met, he was the eldest young master of the Wen family, his vision has always been quite high, and he was conceited about his family background and wealth, so he couldn't help but be a little arrogant and didn't take ordinary people in his eyes.

But just now, Ye Dong made this poem, and he asked himself that he would never be able to make it, so his opinion of Ye Dong changed a little.

But it's just a little change, in his eyes, no matter how powerful the essay is or how powerful the cultivation is, after all, he is just a subordinate of the Wen family.

The guests of the restaurant talked a lot, and they were all impressed by Ye Dong, a young man who was not famous.

This kind of excitement even attracted the boss, the boss thought something big had happened, and when he asked, he realized that it was the young man named Ye Dong who made the first word, and couldn't help but shake his head, a little ridiculous, thinking that these guests are rare and strange, isn't it just a word, what's the fuss.

The junior in the restaurant leaned up and said, "Boss, what that young man said is extraordinary, extraordinary." ”

The boss is a decent person, well-dressed, glared at the guy, and said, "Calm, my Wangjianglou is not an ordinary small restaurant, I have never seen the world." ”

"No, boss, the poem made by Ye Dong is really the best in ancient and modern times, it can be called unprecedented and unprecedented. ”

The boss said: "You give Nian Nian, if it's not as good as you say, I'll fire you." ”

The guy hurriedly read Ye Dong's poem to the boss, and after reading it, he said: "Boss, this is still my belly without any ink, if Ye Dong reads it, then it will be called a voice full of emotion and tears." ”

When the boss heard this, his eyes lit up, and he muttered the sentence "Leaning on Wangjianglou alone".

Then he strode towards Ye Dong and the others, startling the girls, thinking that they were going to harass again.

The boss said: "Don't be nervous, I'm Qin Dapeng, the boss of this Wangjiang Tower." ”

Wen Yan said: "I don't know what Boss Qin has to say?"

Qin Dapeng said: "Don't dare, it's like this, I heard that this Brother Ye made a poem, and the artistic conception in it is quite consistent with my Wangjiang Tower, so I want to come to Brother Ye to ask for a pair of ink treasures, I don't know if it's okay?"

Everyone looked at Ye Dong.

Ye Dong got up and said, "Thanks to Boss Qin, why not, but Mobao doesn't dare to call it, the graffiti is almost the same." ”

Qin Dapeng beckoned and said, "Pen and ink are waiting." ”

Immediately someone presented the four treasures of the above room, Ye Dong spread the paper on the table, picked up the brush, turned a pen flower in his hand, and then quickly dipped it in the inkstone, waiting for the brush to absorb enough ink, the body was steady, and the pen was flying.

A line of words, free and elegant, appeared on the white rice paper, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, and the force penetrated the back of the paper.

The free-flowing brushwork, the movements in one go, are crisp and neat, and extremely chic.

"Good words!" Qin Dapeng's eyes lit up, he gave a thumbs up, and said with sincere admiration, "The pen is full of ink, the pen is full of dragons and snakes, the iron is painted with silver hooks, and the wood is divided into three points." ”

Chu Tiankuo's eyes changed, and there was a flash of murder in it, and he secretly thought: This son is really not simple.