Princess Yanle, who was sitting behind the case with a sad face, was happy, her wrinkled little face suddenly unfolded, and her two thin eyebrows were raised, she beckoned to Beg and smiled: "Don't beg, come here." I've seen 'Sister Qianqianyu, the most famous talented woman in the Great Yan Dynasty'!"

Yu Qianqian smiled, tilted her head slightly, and looked at Bei Qi with her hands behind her back. With a smile that was not very serious, Bei Qi walked through the large group of young men in white robes with vague steps, and walked all the way to Yu Qianqian: "Miss Yu Qianqian, I have heard of a great name for a long time, I have heard of a great name for a long time!"

To tell the truth, don't beg to put away the true qi in his body, he walks with vain steps and is a little more unbearable than ordinary people, giving outsiders the feeling that his body is always moving up and down in a very strange way, without a serious appearance, this is very inconsistent with the occasion full of literary and elegant friends.

There is never a shortage of stunned young people, and there is no shortage of people with ulterior motives who are willing to perform a thing or two in front of Yuqianqian, so as to deepen their impression in the hearts of beautiful people. Immediately, more than thirty young men wearing white robes but with expensive jade pendants hanging from their waists stood up, pointed at Beqi and shouted, "Who is here, why don't you bathe and change your clothes?

Don't beg stopped in surprise, he looked at the young men around him who were dressed in white robes and high crowns, dressed in a serious manner, and then looked at the green robes on his body that were very messy because of running and fighting all the way, and there were a lot of grass clippings sticking to it, and he couldn't help but sneer: "Bathing and changing clothes? What kind of place is this? Don't beg Uncle Beggars come here, and still need to bathe and change clothes?"

As soon as the word 'uncle' came out, several young men on the wooden platform burst into laughter. Everyone put on an expression that they didn't dare to get close to him, and looked at Beg with disgust and pride. A young man who stood up just now shook his head again and again: "Insult Sven, insult Sven! This is a Sven venue for our gathering to evaluate poetry, calligraphy and painting, how can we allow such a villager to be insulted here?"

Princess Yanle's face sank suddenly, she stared at the young man deadly, and muttered in a low voice: "The grandson of the Marquis of Qingyang? Hmph, if this palace doesn't want to abolish your inheritance rights, this palace won't be called Zixuan! Hmm, how can you abolish your right to inherit the throne of Qingyang? Why don't you even rectify it with the Marquis of Qingyang? But what crime do you want to deduct?"

Princess Yanle was here in a low voice thinking about how to clean up these young people who dared to be disrespectful to Beggar, but Yu Qianqian on the side heard Princess Yanle's self-talk clearly. Yu Qianqian frowned, stretched out her hand and pressed it weakly, and shouted, "Everyone, be quiet!"

As soon as Yu Qianqian opened her mouth, all the young men present immediately closed their mouths, and sat solemnly on the seat, one by one put on the most gentle, elegant and handsome appearance, and looked at Yu Qianqian with affection.

Yu Qianqian smiled slightly, and glanced at Princess Yanle with satisfaction. Princess Yanle's face suddenly became ugly, in the minds of these young men, her dignified Princess Yanle was obviously not as important as Yu Qianqian, which made Princess Yanle feel very uncomfortable. She stared at a huge piece of paper in front of her, her mouth half a day high.

Pursing her lips and smiling proudly, Yu Qianqian looked at Bei Qi a few times, her eyes swept over the few blood stains stained on Bei Qi's clothes, and her face suddenly changed slightly. She glanced at the many young people present with a warning gaze, and then said gently to Beggar: "Tianyun Hou don't beg Don't be Hou, the little girl Yuqianqian is polite." This is where the little girl gathers her friends every year to taste poetry, calligraphy and painting. This bathing and changing clothes is just a convention, in order not to insult the beautiful words, calligraphy and paintings between the heavens and the earth. ”

Sighing lightly, Yu Qianqian smiled at Bei Qi and said: "This rule is just formulated and abided by by everyone, and it is not intended to be difficult for Don Houye." ”

stared at Yu Qianqian for a long time, and Bei Qi suddenly burst out laughing. With his laughter, he intentionally or unintentionally released the unique aura of the innate realm martial artist, and the huge laughter rolled out, shaking the waves of the chaotic red river, and shaking the wooden platform under his feet to constantly rise and fall, if it weren't for the iron anchor to tie the wooden platform, this wooden platform would have been overturned by the waves.

"Ridiculous, joke! Lingxiu words and calligraphy and paintings, you must bathe and change clothes to do it, it is simply the biggest joke since the beginning of the world!" Don Beg glanced at Yu Qianqian disdainfully, and sneered: "You have to bathe and change clothes to make good words?"

In order to draw a good picture -- it's just a stupid pig-like act! You people, all of you are pretending to be bullshit, and you are talking about poetry and painting, poetry and painting!"

Stamped his feet heavily, Don Beg smiled and said: "If you can write good poems and draw beautiful pictures after bathing and changing clothes, those bitches in the Qinglou who ride thousands of people across the river, they don't know how many times they have to take a bath in a day, aren't they the most famous talented women in the Dayan Dynasty, a hundred times more famous than your eldest sister Yu?"

Yuqianping's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and her eyes almost jumped out of her sockets. Compared with the surrounding Yushu Linfeng who is polite and polite and has a belly of knowledge and poetry, Beqi is like a wild boar that has broken into the vegetable field, trampled on it indiscriminately, and trampled all the good cabbage in the vegetable field into mud.

Those young men in white robes and white goose feathers jumped up like wild cats with their buttocks burned by fire, or simply filial sons and grandsons who had been dug up their ancestral graves, and thousands of people scolded Beqi in unison, cursing him for being ridiculous and unscrupulous, and he was simply the first arrogant villain in the world, and the most damned madman in the world.

There is even more excitement from a wealthy family, a powerful son with a little martial arts cultivation pulled out his sword, and he was so angry that he wanted to share a life or death with Don Beg! Don Beg's words were too hurtful, too slap in the face, he was ** naked humiliation There are so many literati sons present!

A violent bear roar came, and the six huge bear demons suddenly recovered their bear bodies and flew into the air with the demon wind. Six powerful soul pressures fell from the sky, and several young men fell to the ground screaming miserably. I heard Xiong Qing's urn roaring angrily: "Lao Tzu doesn't understand poetry and painting, and I don't understand your sour things." But Your Majesty has an order, telling your ancestors and me to protect Don't beg, whoever dares to touch a single hair of him, Lao Tzu will destroy him all over the house. The teeth 'rattle', Xiong Qing laughed and said, "I haven't eaten human flesh for a long time, and I miss it very much recently!"

The best way to deal with these self-proclaimed literati is to put a sword around their necks. Thousands of hot-blooded scholars closed their mouths one by one with trepidation, and even the Shanggong rain marks who had just cast a malicious glance at Bei Qi also closed their mouths with interest. There is a bear demon with the achievement of the six-headed demon pill, and he is only one person, and he is definitely not the opponent of the six-headed bear demon team.

Don't beg to laugh, he greeted, and let the six Xiong Qing brothers fall from the sky, and returned to the ferry with heavy steps to wait.

With his hands behind his back, Bei Qi looked at Yu Pingqian, who was facing a green face, and smiled: "It seems that everyone disagrees with Bei Qi's statement?

Hey, it's really a bunch of sanctimonious bullshit who claim to be well-educated! Sister Yu, what is the topic of your poetry and painting meeting today, let's hear it!" Yu Qianqian's lips trembled, and she couldn't say anything for a long time.

Princess Yanle was already smiling so much that her eyes narrowed into a line, she looked at Bei Qi with a smile, and said with an extremely gentle smile: "Sister Yu just commented on Shangguan Yuji today, that is, the poetry collection of "Immortal Walking" by the youngest Shangguan Yuji Elder of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect. Then Sister Yu said that mortals such as us can't speculate on the realm of immortals, and the topic of today's rì is contrary to its own way, not writing immortals, but writing poems about ordinary people and villagers. ”

Looking at Yu Qianqian with flickering eyes, Princess Yanle said coldly: "Sister Yu also said that the palace has a good picture of birds and beasts, and she wants the palace to draw a galloping horse with a fine brush here." It's just that this palace has never seen that kind of unpopular mount, where can I draw any pictures of 1 horse and 7 horses?"

With a sneer, Beg walked over to the case in front of Princess Yanle and grabbed a thick stack of papers from the case. This should be a poem made by these young people to describe the life of the villagers before Beg came. However, there are so many young sons present, who are either from powerful backgrounds, or who are also full of scholars from a scholarly family, which one has really seen how the villagers live?

The words they wrote down are only some short sentences of four or five words on the "Book of Songs> and the style remains the same.

Beg looked at the ugly Yu Qianqian, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"The poems of the villagers, look at what you have written, just that, let you toads, who have never seen the world, see what poetry is, what is beautiful and refined, and what is called wild fun of the villagers!"

After a moment of silence, Beg walked a few steps back and forth on the wooden platform, looked up to the sky and chanted: "The clothes and towels fall jujube flowers, the reeling cart rings in the south and north of the village, and the cow clothes and ancient willows sell vegetables and melons." The wine sleeps on the road and sleeps, and the high-ranking people are thirsty for tea, knocking on the door and asking the savages. "Because I have never seen cucumbers in this world, I don't know if there is such a crop here, so I changed 'cucumber' to 7 vegetable melons'.

As soon as the words came out, the audience was full of emotion, and some really talented and knowledgeable scholars changed miserably, looking at Beg like a ghost.

Since you have plagiarized, then plagiarize to the end, don't beg for red skin and not red, pretending to walk seven steps, and then chanted loudly: "The thatched eaves are low, and the grass is green on the stream." The old voice in the drunk is good, and the white-haired man is a woman. The eldest child hoes the beans in the east of Xidong, and the middle child is weaving chicken coops. The favorite child scoundrel, the head of the stream lies on the lotus bed. This song is as clear and beautiful as a water chestnut just out of the water, fresh and tender water, and the words of the Great Yan Dynasty are very different from the style of speech, the scene is even more silent, even the six Xiong Qing brothers are dumbfounded, the twelve ears are desperately fluttering, and the eyeballs are about to jump out of the sockets.

Yuqianqian's face was bleak, her face was pale and she looked at Beggar, her body shook for a while, and she fell to the ground.

Beg took three steps in place and continued to recite the word:

"The bright moon is not frightening, and the breeze is chirping cicadas in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers says that there is a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard. Seven or eight stars outside the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain. 1rì When the Maodian Society is on the edge of the forest, the road turns to the river bridge and suddenly sees. ”

The audience was shocked, and no one could open their mouths to say a word, a word. There were several literati on the seat, and most of them secretly crumpled the paper in front of them and slowly hid it in their sleeves. The people who scolded Beg the most just now were all ashamed and lowered their heads.

Princess Yanle held her chin with both hands, smirked and looked at Beggar, her eyes full of starlight.

Don't beg but still won't give up, he smiled and said: "Don't beg today, don't bathe, don't change clothes, and just killed dozens of people to rush here." Hahaha, the poem has been made, and let's see how this painting is. Come on, serve Lao Tzu's pen and ink!"

Princess Yanle jumped up and waited diligently for Beg to sit behind the case.

Don't beg to hold the ink pen and scribble a little bit on the drawing paper, but it is only half an hour, and a galloping horse has been waved in one stroke.

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