Seeing that the situation was gradually stabilizing, a seductive smile flashed on the pretty face of the slightly powdered shopkeeper, which made everyone's hearts sway. In the midst of everyone's daunting, she glanced at Qingluo, and Qingluo bowed slightly, Shi Shiran took a few steps tightly, Ying Ying bowed, her pink face turned crimson, she lightly opened her lips, and said crisply: "First of all, the slave peony Xie Lu thanked all the guest officials of Luoyang City for their support!"

I have to say that Qingluo is indeed well versed in the way of communication, and the touching words just now make people pity, and now this humble opening statement has improved her status in the hearts of everyone.

Sure enough, the Luoyang magnates present were all greatly moved, and replied unanimously: "Don't dare, don't dare!"

Mingyue was dressed in men's clothes at this time, but she was not afraid to show her face, she climbed the windowsill, looked down at this calm and calm woman, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Some time ago, because of this Qingluo's strange behavior, it seems that she has a habit of grinding mirrors, and the slave family still looks down on her, but they don't want her to be so proficient in communication, she is indeed an opponent!" Mingyue frowned and pondered, which caused the singers of this "Wenxiangju" to sway, and they all raised their eyes to look at Mingyue.

Qingluo paused, her eyes were like peaches, her eyes full of love glanced at everyone, and said: "The land of Luoyang, there are countless outstanding people and talents. When the slave family did not arrive in Luoyang, they heard that now the little woman made a gift in Luoyang's 'Wenxiangju', aiming to pay tribute to the literary talents of Luoyang, and then the little woman could hand over her perfect body. But don't fall into the cliché, if someone gives gold or silver, the slave will not obey!"

"Okay!" He Gongzi, who has always cherished flowers, patted his palms, stood up, and said with a face, "The peony girl is chaste, He admires, this son asks himself if there is a furrow in his chest, and he is willing to use what he has learned in his life to prove the name of the peony girl, I wonder if the girl can give He this opportunity?"

Qingluoqiao blushed, lowered her eyebrows and smiled, made a gesture, and said timidly: "Thank you Gongzi He for your love!" As she spoke, a trace of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

Ye Feng saw that this majestic He Gongzi was so positive, and said with a dumb smile: "This He Gongzi either knows that the inside story is deliberate, or he has a heart of admiration for this Qingluo. ”

The careful Wan'er stared down at Qingluo, noticed that Qingluo's face was unnatural, shook her head slightly, and sighed: "I don't think this He Gongzi is like a fake, maybe he doesn't know the details of this 'Wenxiangju', otherwise he wouldn't dare to persecute it like this." It seems that he really wants to oppress Qingluo with his power, but I don't know if he still has the confidence after knowing the truth?"

Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled, and quipped: "After a while, the husband will win against these Luoyang talents, if we let others enter this Qingluo's boudoir, our follow-up plan will not be carried out!"

Ye Feng put away his smile and solemnly said to the two women: "The two ladies rest assured, the husband knows!" Suddenly, the two women occasionally saw Ye Feng so solemn, and couldn't help but be a little stunned, after a while, they reacted, and then laughed.

Qingluo's control of this atmosphere is just right, seeing that this He Gongzi's promise pushed the atmosphere in the venue to a climax, everyone was eager to try, and then, his expression was solemn, and he shouted: "Since we test the literary talent, we will first chant poetry to fight against it." The first question is 'Plum is suspected to be snow'. The first question is relatively simple, I don't know which Luoyang genius can answer it first?"

After saying that, Qingluo raised her eyes and glanced at Ye Feng's wing, and a trace of provocation flashed in her eyes, it can be seen that Ye Feng is known as both civil and military, and she has also heard of it, so she naturally wants to see it with her own eyes.

Mingyue was already disdainful of these literati and ink writers, and she really couldn't do anything about the poetry, seeing that the enchanting woman standing on the stage was so rampant, the anger in her heart gradually rose, her face was full of anger, her mouth was moving, and she just wanted to speak.

Wan'er frowned, but it was Mingyue who opened her mouth first, staring at Qingluo with starry eyes, and shouted coquettishly: "Let this son take the lead in answering! Peony girl, listen well, this son's answer is 'butterfly movement is not a flower'! Next time, I hope the girl will not take such a simple pair as the topic, and remember her own duty, don't take your seductive eyes to glance around, I'm afraid that this son will not be able to hold it......!

Wan'er's words seemed to be joking, but they were particularly heartbreaking, making Qingluo's face slightly gloomy, and people who didn't know the truth thought that this seemingly clear-eyed young man was teasing, but those who knew the inside story heard the warning in Wan'er's words.

Ye Feng smiled helplessly, raised his hand to grab Wan'er's soft wattle, gently kneaded it, and whispered: "Sister Wan'er, don't be angry!"

Qingluo's anger surged in her heart, seeing the intimate demeanor of Ye Feng and the others, the evil aura in her eyes was even worse, and as soon as her thoughts turned, she smiled and said: "This son is quick to think and has an outstanding artistic conception! The butterfly is attached to the branch, the wings are quietly as gorgeous as flowers, and suddenly flapping the wings and flying away gently, so that the people who are intoxicated by the beautiful scenery are surprised to feel that such a beautiful scenery is not a flower, but a butterfly. The upper link uses the feeling of drunkenness, and the lower link uses the image of trembling. The analogy between plum snow and butterfly blossom is the most beautiful and appropriate, wonderful. ”

The Luoyang talents in the audience suddenly realized, although they can also match, but they can't make a more profound sentence than this artistic conception, and they can't help but look at the young man in the wing room on the second floor.

But the people with excellent eyesight still saw Wan'er's daughter's body, and they couldn't help but feel a little stupid, and their momentum was weaker, and none of them could accept the fact that this literary talent was not as good as a woman, so no one exposed the fact that Wan'er's daughter's body was exposed.

After a while, Qingluo covered her mouth and smiled lightly, looked at Wan'er deeply, and then changed her words and sighed: "The meaning of the son, the slave family understands." This second question is a little more difficult, the slave family wants to ask the boy next to you to answer, I don't know if it's okay?"

Ye Feng was stunned, even he didn't expect that Qingluo would appoint him to answer this question, so he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wan'er. Wan'er was also a little annoyed, she really couldn't imagine that this Qingluo would do everything, and she suddenly fell into a dilemma, because it was difficult to retreat in front of everyone, so she had no choice but to nod.

Ye Feng smiled at Wan'er, poked his head out of the window, and shouted: "Since the peony girl has such a good taste, this son will play with the beauty." But if you can't answer in the next, I hope you won't be embarrassed. Under the name of Qingfeng!"

He Gongzi is not good at the intention of Qingluo, so he can only smile reluctantly, and said with a warning: "This Qingfeng Gongzi, since the peony girl has designated you to answer the question, we are not good at interfering, but what this son wants to say is that people are self-aware, if you can't answer, it's better to give up!"

Ye Feng bowed his head calmly and responded: "Thank you Gongzi He for reminding me, I am only shallow in the next year, and I shouldn't be able to answer it." It's just that Childe said this, and the wind felt that he really shouldn't have blown Childe's good intentions, so the wind promised to do his best to answer this question!"

"You ......" He Gongzi's face became gloomy, and he was about to speak angrily, but when he saw Qingluo's face change slightly, he sat down stupidly.

Qingluo pursed her lips and smiled, and said coquettishly: "Since this young man has such ambitions, you have to listen to it!" The second question is: "Nine days open the victory, the peach blossoms are silent with a smile, the stream is clear, the flute rhyme is fluttering, and the beautiful clouds and mountains are condensed in a dream." Childe, please!"

As soon as this question came out, the audience was silent, and people with discerning eyes could see that this peony girl was deliberately making things difficult for this son. Wan'er's pink face gradually changed, and she shook her head anxiously at Mingyue, she was really helpless......