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Chapter 29 Writing the first lyric can't die

"It's okay, it's okay!" Shang Chaozong smiled awkwardly.

Seeing that Shang Shuqing had no intention of attending the seat, Niu Youdao hurriedly invited him, "Princess, please sit down!"

Shang Shuqing chuckled and declined, "The little girl's face is ugly, afraid of affecting the mage's appetite, so I am playing the piano for the mage to entertain her." After that, she walked to the piano platform and sat down, adjusting the posture of the human and the piano.

Niu Youdao also admitted that this woman's appearance is indeed a bit scary. She is just polite if she doesn't look good. In fact, it can really affect her appetite. If she really wants to sit down and eat something, she must pick a sagua. Isn't it affecting other people's appetite?

But then again, a woman who can smile like this and thinks she is ugly is strong enough. She is rarely seen in both lives and has ever encountered such a woman. Shang Shuqing has attracted his attention.

However, when Shang Chaozong heard this, he looked a little sad. If his sister went back to Shangqingzong, she really missed the opportunity to remove evil spots, she would probably be delayed for the rest of her life.

Seeing Shang Chaozong distracted, "Cough cough!" Lan Ruoting coughed dryly and reminded him.

Shang Chaozong came back to his senses and raised his glass to invite him: "Master, I have never been well received by you all the way. I apologize today. Please drink this cup!"

"The prince's words make Niu ashamed. Niu respects the prince!" Niu Youdao raised his glass and wanted to respect him first.

Who would have thought that Yuan Gang suddenly pressed his shoulder with one hand and reminded him, "Master Dao!"

Needless to say, let alone Niu Youdao, even Shang Chaozong and Lan Ruoting heard it. This was reminding Niu Youdao to be careful of the problem with the wine, which made the two of them unable to help but see how Niu Youdao replied.

Niu Youdao said nothing, and continued to drink all his head with his head raised, lit the bottom of the cup and showed it to the two of them on the other side to show their integrity.

Seeing that he didn't listen, Yuan Gang moved his palm away from his shoulder and said nothing. He just needed to remind him to do his job and do his job. He didn't need to talk too much about anything else. I believe that Master Dao will make decisions.

If you don’t believe Yuan Gang’s behavior, you can understand it here, but you are not familiar with it after all. It is not an exaggeration to have some suspicion after all. However, what makes Shang Chaozong strange is that Yuan Gang looks like Niu Youdao’s subordinates or accompanying guards, not like brothers in the same village. From the appearance, Yuan Gang seems to be older than Niu Youdao.

What surprised the few people even more was that along the way, Yuan Gang called Niu Youdao "Dao Master". Is it necessary for brothers who grew up in the same village to call him "Master"? Niu Youdao is so young, it is a bit too much to use the word "Master" to call him.

The soothing piano sounded, Shang Shuqing stroked the strings and tried to make a soft and gentle tone, covering up the mismatch of the scene in a timely manner.

The moonlight shining in outside the pavilion was like mercury pouring on Shang Shuqing, who was sitting upright and playing the piano, making her body faintly shrouded in hazy moonlight. The elegant and gentle posture of playing the piano made Niu Youdao look at him and sighed secretly. This woman was really ruined by that face. She didn't ask for beauty, but she was not scary at all. With this inner self, she was afraid that she could attract many men. It was a pity. God sometimes was too unfair!

With the beautiful piano sound, the atmosphere is indeed much more lively.

Taking advantage of the good atmosphere, Lan Ruoting wanted to use words to test the truth and reality. It was still the situation of Shangqing Sect. Whether it was with Dongguo Haoran or the cultivation level, it was all evaded by Niu Youdao. Some things were not Niu Youdao but the same sentence, he was indeed unclear about the situation of Shangqing Sect. The bronze mirror involved with Dongguo Haoran, and he didn't want to mention it to outsiders. As for his own cultivation, the progress in just five years was too fast. If he wanted to say something, he could only tell lies, and if he was unwilling to tell lies, he could only be perfunctory.

Seeing that this guy still had no reliable words, Shang Chaozong once again gave Niu Youdao a bad review!

After all, Lan Ruoting was mature and steadfast, and did not care about Niu Youdao's nonsense. Seeing that the other party deliberately avoided these things, it was not easy to be distracted, so he changed to a light topic, "I heard from the princess that the mage is very talented and has a poem. I wonder if the mage is willing to let me see the elegance?"

Niu Youdao still waved his hand and said vaguely: "The princess is just a fool of herself, just a fool of herself."

Lan Ruoting laughed and said, "So what if the mage just whispers to it again?"

Niu Youdao still refused: "Poetry is a minor path. It cannot be compared to the prince's iron cavalry. It's better not to mention it!"

Lan Ruoting: "This is a bad saying. How can poetry be a minor way? The so-called martial arts can pacify the world, literature can stabilize the country... This may be a bit too big. To be honest, a good poem may inspire the morale of the generals and soldiers. To put it bluntly, a good poem in the capital is worth a thousand gold, enough for ordinary people to have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives. How can they not be on the table?"

Niu Youdao's eyes lit up and he tried to ask, "Is it worth a thousand gold? So valuable?" He was already muttering in his heart. If this is the case, the economic problem of looking back and monkeys can be solved. He may not have anything else to do with the 'archaeological' background. He has pretended a lot of ancient things. He has tried the goods from Song Yanqing, which should be fine.

"Of course!" Lan Ruoting smiled and asked again: "The princess personally plays the piano to the mage to entertain, and it is also a beautiful scene. I believe the mage will not disappoint!"

"I really can't do poetry." Niu Youdao was still willing to hide it, but when he saw that the other person had brought it up, he decided to deal with it reluctantly, so as not to be over. After all, after eating someone's, he had to borrow some things later, so he pointed his hand back, "But my brother knows a little bit and let him do it for him!"

Yuan Gang, who had been secretly observing around, was stunned when he heard this, stared at Niu Youdao in a daze, thinking that he had heard it wrong, so he asked me to write a poem? Master Dao, are you not sick?

When Shang Chaozong heard this, he became interested. His interest in Yuan Gang was obviously higher than that of Niu Youdao. His eyes were shiny. Could it be that he could not have both civil and military skills? He immediately raised his glass and invited him, "I would like to listen carefully!"

Yuan Gang blocked his back with just one sentence, "No!"

"..." Shang Chaozong was embarrassed again. He put the wine glass in his hand, and it was not better to put it on.

The atmosphere became awkward again, and Niu Youdao immediately turned around and shouted, "I said, monkey, you are strong or not, just write a song casually!"

Yuan Gang stared at him, wanting to greet his ancestors for the eighteen generations. I wrote a ghost poem. I don’t have this trick. Where did you ask me to do it? Can this be forced?

"Hurry up! Just give me one song, hurry up!" Niu Youdao, who turned his head, urged, and winked at the same time.

The two of them cooperated with each other and often they could understand each other's thoughts with just one look. When Yuan Gang saw his meaningful look, he immediately understood. How could Dao Master not know that he could not write poetry? Such a forced force, it was not to write poetry, but to plagiarize a poem!

Yuan Gang cursed in his heart that you were ruthless. He looked around and looked around, his eyes paused on the river outside, then turned around, his face blankly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Niu Youdao, his eyes full of profound meaning.

Niu Youdao was a little shocked by his eyes because he knew him so much. Monkey was not a good person. He was definitely a murderer without blinking. He felt that the monkey had been holding back something, and he regretted being so embarrassed. He turned around and tasted the wine silently.

Yuan Gang suddenly blurted out, "The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes..."

With just this sentence, "Well..." Niu Youdao couldn't help but cough, almost choking, but he didn't expect that the monkey made this poem.

"The right and wrong, success and failure turn to nothing. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. The white-haired fishermen and woodcutters are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet each other. How many things are in a joke in ancient and modern times." Yuan Gang, who had finished reading the hard side, shut up, and a good poem was pronounced from his mouth without any rhythm or beauty at all.

Despite this, Shang Chaozong and Lan Ruoting were still shocked. This word was so appropriate and the taste of the work made the two feel mixed emotions!

The sound of the piano had stopped. Halfway through the lyrics, Shang Shuqing, who was playing the piano, subconsciously stopped listening carefully, and couldn't help but stop. At this time, he turned his head to look at Yuan Gang, who was expressionless. His bright eyes under the veil were distracted. His eyes staring at Yuan Gang were immediately stunning and looked up and down. Unexpectedly, he really didn't expect it!

"Good words! It's a big deal!" Shang Chaozong cheered loudly, stood up and raised his glass with excitement.

Lan Ruoting raised his glass and stood up, shook his head and exclaimed: "I didn't expect that Brother Yuan was full of talent and could not be revealed!"

"Hehe! Good word, good word!" Niu Youdao also stood up with a wine glass with a bit of a slut.

Yuan Gang said lightly again, "How could I write any poem? This is written by Master Dao before. I just took it with a thought."

Shang Chaozong, Lan Ruoting, and Shang Shuqing all stared at Niu Youdao in a daze.

"Stop making trouble, you did it, you did it, and you can't die if you write the first poem." Niu Youdao turned around and called Yuan Gang, and glared at him. It turned out that this guy was ambushing here, and then smiled at the three of them, "It's indeed a good poem. When it's a big deal, drink and drink!" He buried his head and was silent.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Gang said coldly again: "This lyric is not only written by Master Dao, but also composed a song for Master Dao, which is very good to play and sing! I am a stubborn person, not familiar with the world, and never tell lies!"

"Puff..." Niu Youdao couldn't hold it in a sip of wine, and came out, and coughed continuously, almost choked to death. He even thought that the monkey had used up his bad habit. Unexpectedly, he held it in the back and regretted it!

The three people across the street were stunned as they watched the wine that was coming out of him sprayed the table, and they were all stunned. They were all saliva from this guy, and they probably couldn't eat the wine and food anymore.

Relatively speaking, the three of them believed Yuan Gang's words more, and they thought Niu Youdao's words were not reliable.

Lan Ruoting wiped a handful of wine splashed on his face and tried to ask, "Sing? Can the wizards still have musical instruments?"

Yuan Gang continued to finish the game coldly: "It's not just that, but there is nothing he can't do with classical instruments. What he is best at is playing the erhu!"

"Cough cough..." Niu Youdao, who was coughing continuously, did not recover for a while, and repeatedly thug at him, signaling him to shut up.

"What is playing the erhu?" Shang Shuqing said curiously. There was no such thing as 'erhu' here. He mistakenly thought that 'erhu' was a musical instrument, and he didn't know that 'pulling' was a verb.

This was just another blow. Niu Youdao kept "cough". He almost died, so he quickly stabilized his emotions and luck.
Chapter completed!
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