Chapter 1398 Poet Ye Xiaochuan

The dinner was held in an extremely weird atmosphere. The reason why it was weird was actually Ye Xiaochuan's own personal feeling. The other fairies and the two fat monks seemed to have a great time eating.

Ever since Li Qingfeng appeared, Ye Xiaochuan felt that his position among the fairies, the most beautiful man in the world, Jade-Faced Flying Dragon, was threatened. While drinking, he watched several fairies chatting with Qingfeng Li. He wrote poems and songs.

He murmured in his mouth: "Isn't he just a pretty boy who just eats soft food? What's so great about him! He's one of the six weirdos, bah!" Jiese said from the side: "Boss, you can't help but be convinced. This Qingfeng Li is indeed handsome and elegant. Look at what he says. Everything he says is full of allusions, and he is full of witty words. We are worthy of him in terms of cultivation, but when it comes to inner qualities, we are indeed not as good as others.

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Ye Xiaochuan said: "Compared with this pretty boy, what we lack is a folding fan, and isn't it just poetry? Who can't do it?"

Liu Jie, Jie Se, and Shan Xia Zhi Shu were immediately astonished to the heavenly beings.

Jiang Qingxian, the Xuantianzong on the side, chuckled and said: "It turns out that Mr. Ye can also write poems and songs, and he really hides it. Everyone is very interested. How about inviting Mr. Ye to sing one in front of everyone?"

Jiang Qingxian's voice was so loud that the fairies next to him heard it, so they all looked at Ye Xiaochuan.

Ye Xiaochuan had a dark look on his face, several disciples of the Cangyun Sect, and Zuo Qiu of the Xuantian Sect also had a dark look on their faces.

Who among you is the fool? How could he not understand Jiang Qingxian's sinister intentions?

Don't you just want to make Ye Xiaochuan look embarrassed in public? Du Chunzai was about to stand up to speak, but Ye Xiaochuan jumped up, holding a half-gnawed big bone in his hand, pointing at the country, and said impassionedly: "Isn't it just writing poetry? It's just a game of piling up words. What's so difficult about it?" ? Let alone one, even seventeen or eight, this great sage can pick it up at his fingertips.

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People who were familiar with Ye Xiaochuan immediately reached out and covered their foreheads.

Who doesn't know that this brat has no ink and is just like Wangcai? His handwriting is as ugly as a turtle's hand. It's obviously his own ugly handwriting. It's not that his hands are very white. It's even said to be cursive. It has the charm of Wang Xizhi.

Compose poetry? It's almost like seeking death.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't notice the strange expressions on everyone's face at all, and said: "Since I have come to southern Xinjiang, I naturally have to write a few poems that are suitable for southern Xinjiang at this time. Let's see how I can complete a poem in seven steps."

"The bright moon rises out of Shu Mountain, among the vast sea of ​​clouds. The wind is tens of thousands of miles long, blowing over hundreds of thousands of mountains." "Good! As expected of the boss, a poem has been written before seven steps. This poem has rhyme and footwork, and is majestic. What's more rare is that the poetry is so far-reaching that it makes people yearn for it. The first sentence starts with the bright moon and ends with Shu Mountain, pointing directly to the southern land south of Shu Mountain. Under the light clouds and wind, there is something.

The stock comes out of the dust and becomes an immortal. The most amazing thing is the third sentence, "The wind blows for tens of thousands of miles, listen, you all listen, what a beautiful sentence?" The last sentence, "One Hundred Thousand Mountains", goes straight to the undulating mountains that stretch for tens of thousands of miles in southern Xinjiang..."

He was flattering Ye Xiaochuan and shaking his head. People who didn't know it would really think that this monk was a master of poetry and prose.

However, the expressions of the others were very strange. They were all suppressing laughter, watching Liu Jie flattering him, and watching Ye Xiaochuan being triumphant...

After a while, Jiang Qingxian said: "The poem is a good poem, but why does it sound so familiar to me?"

Ye Xiaochuan said: "How is it possible? This is an improvised creation by this great sage!"

Jiang Qingxian muttered: "The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ​​clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass. This popular song "Moon over Guanshan" that has been passed down through the ages seems to be just a few words different from what Mr. Ye just improvised. Difference."

Ye Xiaochuan's expression froze, and he yelled: "I thought this was a niche poem, but I didn't expect you all knew it! I know a few of them, and I guess you all know it, so how can I get involved in the literary world in the future?" ? It seems that I have to memorize a few ancient poems when I have time."

Everyone laughed.

Jiang Qingxian was a little depressed. He originally wanted Ye Xiaochuan to make a fool of himself, but after this kid made a fool of himself, he was not embarrassed at all, and felt a little proud instead of ashamed.

He couldn't understand, how could there be such a shameless person as Ye Xiaochuan in the world?

Several fairies came forward to comfort Ye Xiaochuan, and also gave Ye Xiaochuan advice, asking him to copy some unpopular poems that no one else had heard of in the future, so that he would have a greater chance of getting through.

Ye Xiaochuan was determined to knock down Qingfeng Li's arrogance.

He said: "Okay, I admit that I don't have a deep study of rhythmic poetry, but I have a good study of the Book of Songs."

Yang Liudi said in surprise: "The Book of Songs? You mean that poetry classic written by our ancestors in ancient times? The words are clumsy and convoluted, and the meaning is difficult to understand. You just made the simple rhymed poems completely different. You are here for the Book of Songs." ?”

Ye Xiaochuan looked at Yang Liudi in confusion and said in surprise: "What did you say?"

Yang Liudi was stunned, and then said: "It was just an illusion."

Ye Xiaochuan said: "Who doesn't know the Book of Songs? It's very simple. I'll recite it and you can listen to it. If I can't recite it, I'll leave now! Listen up, Guan Guan Jujiu, in Hezhizhou, A graceful lady, a gentleman likes to be brave."

Everyone was waiting for Ye Xiaochuan's next words, and Ye Xiaochuan was also waiting for everyone's praise for him. After a while, the two sides were silent.

Zuo Qiu said: "No more?"

Ye Xiaochuan asked strangely: "What else?"

Six Precepts Monk laughed so hard that he fell backwards, saying, "Brother Xiaochuan, although I don't understand poetry, I know that the Book of Songs has more than just these four lines, right?"

Ye Xiaochuan's face froze, and he said, "Are there four more lines?"

Everyone laughed so hard that they bent over, as if the oppressive atmosphere of the Ten Thousand Mountains in Southern Xinjiang had been swept away in such a short time.

If it were someone else, they might have blushed and fled, but Ye Xiaochuan was different. He was wrong, and he was embarrassed, and it was not a big deal.

Zuo Qiu laughed and said, "You can pat your own ass and leave!"

Ye Xiaochuan was really patting his ass.

Zuo Qiu stopped laughing, looked behind him, and gritted his teeth and said, "Can you pat your own ass?"

Ye Xiaochuan was beaten. This guy deserved a beating, and he deserved a beating. He could even make a mistake when he patted his ass, but Zuo Qiu's ass felt good, so it was worth it.

Jiang Qingxian, Li Qingfeng and others beside him were dumbfounded. This Ye Xiaochuan was so daring that he slapped Zuo Qiu's dick in front of so many people!

How could this be tolerated?

However, this kid didn't seem to receive any more severe punishment after being beaten by Zuo Qiu.

After being beaten by Zuo Qiu, he kept praising Zuo Qiu's dick.

This is a completely unforgivable scoundrel!

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, none of them would believe that there would be such a scum in the righteous path.

However, people who are familiar with Ye Xiaochuan are not surprised at all at this moment. For example, Gu Paner, Yang Yishuang and others took the opportunity to kick Ye Xiaochuan several times to vent Zuo Qiu's anger.