Return of the War God

Chapter 1327: :Meeting Friends 3

Chapter 1327: :Meeting Friends 3

All the people in the Huxin Pavilion looked complacent at this moment, and they all sat up in distress. Obviously, in the past time for a cup of tea, they have thought of good poems and have great confidence, even if they cant. Winning the first prize can at least demonstrate your talents.

Only Ye Wuque kept the same movement, resting his cheek with his left hand, his eyes closed slightly, shaking the glass, and drinking a cup with the handsome minister from time to time.

"The so-called open house, no dust, it is better to start with you."

Young Master Tianxiang smiled and said to Young Master Wuchen. The latter held the bamboo book, gently moved his left hand, and then smiled: "If this is the case, then I will start."

After talking about it, the Young Master Wuchen walked down from the throne, and the moon white robe floated with the wind, unspeakably chic, and handsome.

Young Master Wuchen walked three steps forward, and the melodious voice slowly sounded.

"Look at the gray hair..."

"**The incense collection and shadowing room..."

"The water has always been uneven..."

"Lotus in the lake blooms in spring..."

A seven-character quatrains fell from the mouth of the young master Wuchen, reflecting the lotus in the lake, which complemented each other, making the entire lake pavilion suddenly silent.

"It's a lotus in the lake that blooms in spring! As expected, it is dust-free. This last sentence is quite the finishing touch, and it's a big white!"

Young Master Tianxiang's voice was full of appreciation, and he raised the glass with his slender hand and drank it in one go!

The rest of the people are also constantly reminiscing about the seven-character quatrains of Young Master Wuchen. Whether it is the artistic conception or the rhyme, it is so impressive that many people sigh.

Only Young Master Qinlong still has conceited eyes, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised.

Bai Youhuang and Zhen Lan were also silent in the poetry of Young Master Wuchen, with smiles on their faces.

However, Sikong Zhutian and Ji Yanran had weird faces, especially Ji Yanran, with a smile on his red lips, glancing at Ye Wuque from time to time, as if hesitated to speak.

The representatives of Tianjiao from the top ten empires also began to write poems one after another. There were many brilliant performers, but none of them could compare to the young master of Wuchen. For a time, the atmosphere in the entire Huxin Pavilion was warm, and it was so lively as the literary gathering of friends.

Until a certain moment, it was Young Master Qinlong's turn to stand up from the throne.

"Qinglong, your literary talent is obvious to all. It seems that another masterpiece is about to come out this time."

The words of Young Master Tianxiang seemed to ignite another flame, and everyone looked at Young Master Qinlong with expectant eyes.

"Hehe, I don't dare to be a masterpiece, but compared to some rural folks, it's enough to hang it."

Young Master Qinlong looked at Linghu in front of him, and he spoke like this, clearly aimed at Ye Wuque.

Ye Wuque remained indifferent, while the elegant style minister shook his head slightly and whispered to himself: "If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry."

Young Master Qinlong walked to Bai Youhuang's side, smiled at Bai Youhuang, and then said softly: "Youhuang, a lotus leaf poem, please taste it."

"Ling Bo is full of dust, and the fragrance is soft..."

"It has attracted countless elegant scholars, and the poems and writings are hovering..."

"Lengxiang sends the wind into the poem, no one knows the quiet and lotus flavor..."

"Tens of thousands of rolls of pen and ink, how many people describe holiness?"

The verse falls, everyone is dead!

Even Ye Wuque opened his eyes slightly at this moment, revealing a touch of surprise, knowing that the talent of this young dragon master is indeed good!

Although this seven-character and eight-sentence may seem simple, if it is detailed, it has a unique artistic conception, especially the last sentence is the fire of the soul, showing its foundation!

"Okay! Okay! Okay! It's worthy of a dragon capture. Today's Wendao showdown looks like I'm going to bow down!"

After tasting it carefully, Young Master Wuchen immediately laughed, and three good words in a row fell, which showed that he was convinced.

Happiness!

Many disciples of Heaven Splitting Dao applauded involuntarily, and the poem about Young Master Catch Dragon was indeed very extraordinary, and it drew everyone's applause.

Even Bai Youhuang was slightly startled at this moment, and his gaze towards Young Master Qinlong became a little different.

Young Master Tianxiang sighed quietly, and a touch of emotion poured out on his moving face. He didn't say anything, but he toasted to Young Master Long and drank it.

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Such an attitude shows that Young Master Tianxiang is not at peace in his heart, and this poem is indeed excellent.

Young Master Qinlong smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the arrogance on his face became more and more intense, but after catching a glimpse of Ye Wuque, he found that the latter looked completely indifferent, and his eyes suddenly narrowed, and there was a cold glow in him. Then he showed a sneer and said: "Sure enough, he is a countryman, who doesn't understand the charm of literature and art, and he is also chewing peony when he comes to this lake center party. I don't know the so-called, ridiculous."

Young Master Qinlong sneered, walked over to the throne and sat down, and immediately slapped his forehead pretending to be surprised and said: "That's right, maybe I have not taught my parents since I was a child, maybe my parents are just illiterate rice buckets! Hahahaha ..."

As soon as he said this, Ye Wuque's gaze suddenly condensed, and immediately there was an endless frightening light flashing!

Parents have always been Ye Wuque's reverse scales!

In an instant, Ye Wuque slowly put down his left hand, sat up in a precarious manner, and looked at Young Master Qinlong with his bright eyes, who also looked at him with a sneer, and the atmosphere in the Huxin Pavilion seemed to become tense again!

"Some people's mouths are really stinky! Pretending to be forceful and addicted, I was originally bitten by a mad dog, I would naturally not bite it, but now... I still like to kick this mad dog!"

Ye Wuque stood up, everyone saw his appearance, and immediately worried whether he would make a move.

"Young Master Ye, make friends today..."

"Young Master Tianxiang, don't worry, Ye is not a person who doesn't understand the rules. Since he is a literary friend, then Ye will simply show his ugliness."

Seeing that Ye Wuque actually wanted to compose poems, everyone in this world was slightly taken aback, especially those disciples of Heaven Splitting Dao, they all sighed, thinking that Ye Wuque was still being captured by Young Master Long.

"Huh! You dare to write poems even with this kind of stuff? That young master is really waiting to see!"

Young Master Qinlong showed cold light in his eyes, but he was proud in his heart. He wanted to excite Ye Wuque and make him impulsively participate in the Wen Dao duel, so that he could lose his face!

As for whether Ye Wuque could make good poems, Young Master Qinlong had never thought about it, but even if Ye Wuque was really talented, Young Master Qinlong was not afraid at all.

Is it possible that Ye Wuque's literary and Dao attainments are higher than his?

This is impossible!

Young Master Tianxiang looked at Ye Wuque, and seemed to be looking forward to what this black-robed boy would do, whether it was a blockbuster, or an impulse?

Subconsciously, Young Master Tianxiang prefers the latter.

At this moment, in the eyes of many doubts and sighs, Ye Wuque walked slowly to the shore of Linghu Lake, looked at the lotus leaves and lotus flowers in the lake, and said: "Poems and Songs, my own family, today I will be a piece of Fu Please taste it."

Immediately, Ye Wuque paused and began to write the text, his tone became long and inexplicable, echoing the whole world!

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