Walking into the Purple Qi Donglai Building, the decoration inside was unexpected.

According to Zhou Yi, of course, this green building must be luxuriously decorated and full of red and pink in order to tempt men to spend a lot of money.

But this Donglai Building is different, revealing a low-key and literary atmosphere everywhere.

The couplets hanging at the door are made by everyone at a glance, and the upright and atmospheric regular script makes people think that they have entered the academy. And there are no pictures of ladies hanging on the walls around the main hall, but calligraphy and paintings.

"Hmph, vassal elegance!" Zhao Min hummed disapprovingly, in her opinion, this Qinglou is a Qinglou, and no matter how many calligraphy and paintings are decorated, it is still a place to hook the fence.

Her voice was very low, if it weren't for Zhou Yixiu's Shang Jia, I am afraid that she would not be able to hear it even if she was beside her.

"Master Taifu came to the shop, it was really brilliant. The villain is fortunate to be able to see the holy face of the adult, and dare to ask the adult to keep a pair of inscriptions as the treasure of the town store, and please don't blame the adult!" Jia Gao smiled and walked beside Zhou Yi with a big belly and bowed down and asked.

Since he is already here, he doesn't mind giving him some face, and at the same time, he is also giving face to Taohuawu, which Luo Qingyan represents.

Seeing Zhou Yi's head agree, Jia Gao smiled even more, and beckoned the little guys who had been waiting for a long time to hurriedly bring the bookcase and pen, ink, paper and inkstone. A delicate girl stepped forward and smiled and studied the ink.

After a little groaning, he had a case in his heart, and before he walked to the case, he wrote a small poem on the paper, and he stopped writing without saying a word, and stood aside with Min Min and his party to look around.

Jia Gao and Luo Qingyan, who entered the door later, stepped forward quickly, Luo Qingyan picked up the poem manuscript with both hands, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but chant softly.

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable. The night is bitter and the night is halfway through, and the tears and rain are not complaining. How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day. ”

At this time, all the girls in Donglailou had already heard the news and rushed to the front hall to see the demeanor of the Holy Dao Grandmaster, but after reading this poem, it hit their silent hearts and expressed the pain in the hearts of the women in the Qinglou.

"Lord Taifu's war poems can be described as unique in the world, but Qingyan didn't expect that adults could make such poignant poems, presumably adults are also frequent visitors to Qinglou!" Luo Qingyan's beautiful voice sounded again, and Hongchen's experience made her understand the emotions depicted in this poem.

In her mind, Zhou Yi started on the battlefield, and his poems and writings after a long time of battle should also be majestic and heroic. But this poem made her eyes shine, and she didn't expect to be able to make such a graceful and poignant poem.

"Hehe, Luo family, you don't know about this! When my family put out the essay in Chuyang City, he wrote two lyrics, which are also the same, but this is the first time for an adult to come to Qinglou as a guest!" Zhen Yao replied before Zhou Yi, blocking Luo Qingyan's conjecture.

Min Min had never heard of this Mulan poem of Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty, and when he heard what Luo Qingyan said, he was also puzzled in his heart. It is said that this kind of lyrics can only be made by a romantic genius, but I have never heard of it, is it the poetry of later generations or is he really in the Qinglou!

Zhou Yi gave her a tacit look, and she instantly understood, sure enough, she copied it again, but this poem is really good, so she smiled slightly on her face and didn't speak.

"Oh, it turns out that the little girl is a little lonely! I don't know what the words are, can I ask this person to tell the little girl!" Hearing Zhen Yao's words, Luo Qingyan still had a smile on her face, but her eyes were staring at her quite unkindly.

"Hmph, why not! Red crisp hands, yellow vine wine. ............" Without saying a word, Zhen Yao directly recited the head phoenix written by Zhou Yi Chuyang City and Li Yifu when they were fighting.

The poems and literary couplets made by Chu Yangcheng when he was fighting have long been spread to Luojing, but few people know about the poems when he fought with Li Yifu in private.

At this time, a group of people were completely intoxicated, and were moved by the sad mood created by this poignant couplet.

"Lord Shang Shulin of the Imperial Military Department arrives at ......"

"Lord Shang Shucha of the Imperial Criminal Department has arrived in ......"

"Imperial Imperial Observatory Imperial Envoy Zhang arrives in ......"

......

At this moment, a series of announcements came from outside, and Lin Bo, Zha Gaoyang, Zhang Ji and others had arrived. Luo Qingyan confessed, arranged for the maid to guide Zhou Yi and his party to enter the private room first and sit down, and hurriedly went out to greet several heads of the Holy Courtyard.

These bigwigs are all at the helm of the Holy Academies, and she can't afford to offend any of them. Even if the martial arts sect has a good relationship with the Holy Academy, once it really faces the Holy Academy, it still has to be lowered, which is the sadness of the decline of the martial arts!

They were led to the largest private room, and after the maids were served tea and pastries, they withdrew. I wait for people to drink tea here and chat, just waiting for the guests to come, and the poetry club will start to invite people.

"Brother Zhou, this purple qi Donglai Lou doesn't look like a green building at all!" Yishang said after sitting down, looking around.

"Hmph, this place is just a vassal elegance, after all, it is not a place for green buildings to hook fences!" Min Min neither touched the pastries here nor drank tea, and seemed to be very disgusted with the environment here.

Zhou Yi shook his head and smiled, Min Min just hated the house and Wu, and was unhappy with Luo Qingyan, so he didn't even have a good impression of Donglai Lou.

"The people who are sent here are all holy Taoist priests, so naturally they have to cater to the interests of these scholars, if they are no different from ordinary Qinglou, how can they attract scholars to come and squander!"

"Master Taifu seems to know Qinglou very well! Why don't you tell us about it!" Min Min felt quite uncomfortable when he saw him explain to Donglai Lou, so he seemed to be very interested and asked, but in fact, he didn't dig a pit for him.

I already knew her temperament well, how could I be fooled like this, Zhou Yi waved his hand and said: "I have never been to Qinglou, and I have also studied this way of business, so I can guess the intention of their arrangement." ”

"Hmph, forgive me for not daring!" said Tsundere with a pretty head, Min Min.

"Miss Zhen Yao, I see that you and Luo Qingyan seem to be very familiar! You didn't say it last time!" Turning his head to ask about Zhen Yao, the eye contact between the two daughters just now was in his eyes, and he had some doubts in his heart.

"Hehe, I know that I can't hide it from adults. In fact, the relationship between my Tianjimen and Taohuawu is quite close, and there are contacts between disciples of all generations, and everyone is a female-dominated sect, so there is naturally more movement. Luo Qingyan and I have actually known each other since childhood, and we are favored by our respective heads, and we like to compare each other.

This time, Taohuawu took the initiative to contact the adults, presumably also seeing the Tianjimen taking the initiative to work, so he came to test it. ”

Zhen Yao smiled, and then told the cause and effect. It turns out that the two of them are still best friends! It's just that this relationship is compared to each other, and he is silent. This woman's thoughts, you'd better not guess.

After a while, Luo Qingyan walked in and said apologetically: "All the great sages of the Holy Courtyard are here, Qingyan can't afford to offend any of them, but they are neglecting the grandmaster!"

"It's okay, isn't the poetry meeting about to start!" Zhou Yiyi said with a wave of his hand.

"Well, indeed, all the great sages of the Holy Courtyard and the scholars and sages in Luojing City have already taken their seats, so Qingyan has come to invite the grandmaster to come!"

"Then let's go!" Zhou Yi got up, and the four daughters of Min Min hurriedly followed.

The venue of the poetry club is on the second floor, which is not much smaller than the lobby downstairs, and the decoration is extremely elegant, and the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls are even more fine. As soon as I walked to the painting wall, I saw that the poem I had just inscribed had been framed and hung in the middle of the painting wall.

This Jia Gao is really a good businessman, and he shows his works so quickly, not only improving his own style, but also faintly filming Zhou Yi's sycophants.

"Oh, the Great Grandmaster is fine!" As soon as Zhou Yi turned into the hall, Zhang Ji immediately got up and stepped forward to say hello.

Lin Bo sat there motionless, in his opinion, Zhou Yi's son was not outstanding in literature, but a genius who was born in the Holy Dao. But as long as the Martial Academy Sanctuary makes a move, this day will also die.

Thinking like this, naturally he was not willing to step forward with hypocritical politeness. Obviously, this Zha Gao Yang did not inform him about the defeat of the Fat and Thin Sage of the Court.

Hmph, what made him strange was that this Zha Gaoyang actually stood up and walked in front of Zhou Yi to set it up. pulled the corners of his mouth disdainfully, and was quite disdainful of Zha Gaoyang's behavior of wanting to be a bitch and wanting to set up an archway.

"Everyone is well, thank you for waiting for a long time! Zhou is ashamed!" With a haha in his mouth, he bowed back to the people in the Holy Courtyard who saluted him. Then, under the leadership of Luo Qingyan, he walked to the side and sat down.

The seats of the four women of Min Min were also arranged next to him, and as for the two elders of Xuan Ming, others led them to the first floor to eat and have fun.

"In this poetry meeting, Qingyan is deeply honored to be able to invite so many virtuous people in the capital! Especially the grandmaster of Zhou, who has always wanted to see in the capital, can come in person, which makes Qingyan proud and favored...... soft and glutinous voice sounded, Luo Qingyan first humbled himself, and then praised everyone who came to attend the meeting.

"Miss Qingyan, every time you have a poetry meeting, everyone has never been absent! The rules of this naturally understand in my heart, the winner can get a song for the girl alone, let's start directly!" Lin Bo interrupted Luo Qingyan's words and directly urged the poetry meeting to start.

Luo Qingyan does not sell his body, he is beautiful and beautiful, and every poetry meeting is a single one, singing and dancing as a reward for the winner.

"Hey! This Lin Bo is really old-hearted!" Zhou Yi muttered softly.

"Well-dressed beasts, shameless!" Min Min directly commented when he heard this.

"Giggles, since Lin Shangshu said so, then the poetry meeting will begin! Qingyan usurped over, and the question will begin!" Luo Qingyan covered her mouth and smiled, and then generously handed over the chapter of silk silk in front of her to the maidservant.

"Flowers! Poetry is not limited. The maidservant's delicate voice sounded.

There was an uproar at the bottom, this topic is too simple! But the road is simpler, the more seemingly simple things, everyone can make poems, you need to look at the real chapter under your hand, how talented you are at a glance.

Zhou Yiduan sat motionless, watching with interest as a group of holy Taoist priests racking their brains for the beauty.