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Chapter 107 This poem is too domineering!

Qin Ruochan's cheeks were so red that it was almost dripping.

Fortunately, I rely on my father at home and I am not afraid of trouble, so I want to find an opportunity to find someone else’s fault.

As a result, they are not annoying, but a real expert!

No matter where in the world, what field is the master of masters, no matter who they are, how can they not have a master's temper?

What's more, such an existence that is not human but almost immortal?

Qin Ruochan remembered that she had repeatedly hit others these days, and now she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

Too ridiculous, too ridiculous, too childish!

If I have three points of vision and see that this person is extraordinary, I will not be able to be today, nor will I...

Thinking about it, I was planning to compete with others just now.

Looking back now, it was so ridiculous that it was beyond words.

This guy... Bah, this immortal master has become a poem with wine. I am afraid that he will most likely be famous for his eternal rhythm in the future.

Then what I did before...wait, I will not be recorded in history, right?

Wouldn't that become a joke for all eternity?

What a shame, he threw it into the history books...

Qin Ruochan felt that she might have never been so embarrassed in her life. No!

I have to think about it, uh, what posture should I use to apologize for my guilt...

...

A few days later.

In an exquisite house in the south of Chang'an City.

In a quiet room, several maids shuttled back and forth, bringing water and medicine.

An old man sat by the bed with a tired face.

There was another old man on the bed.

"Brother Cui, just calm down... Why is this?"

"Brother Lu, I'm really... I can't swallow it... I'm so angry!"

"Brother Cui, don't be anxious, please wait! Come on! Water! Quick water!"

The maid immediately brought the water. The old man took it and personally took it to his old friend on the bed. Then he patted his back to make it calm.

This person is Lu Changgeng, the master of the Lu family in Fanyang. He was one of the several old men who had gathered in the south of the city. Although he had no official position, he was among the five surnames and seven hopes, so he was indescribable.

The person on the bed was naturally Cui Baihe from the Cui family in Qinghe.

Starting a month or two ago, Cui's Qinghe family had been suffering severe damage.

First, all the bureaucrats from the Cui family in Qinghe were demoted to three levels in a row. Their son Cui Yun died in anger...

Subsequently, the impact of the paper industry...

As a result, a few days ago, Cui in Qinghe encountered a new nightmare.

Lu Changgeng naturally knew what happened to Cui in Qinghe. In fact, a considerable number of them were the same as the Lu family in Xingyang. It was just that the degree was slightly lighter, and it was not as bad as Cui in Qinghe.

Lu Changgeng's rabbit died and the fox was sad. When the night was late, people couldn't help but feel panic all day long.

The family business of the Lu family in Xingyang for hundreds of years has been through many ups and downs. In the chaotic times of the Five Barbarians and In China, how difficult is it to rob a business village? It was only after finally accumulating such a small family business.

Now that I finally wash my hands and go ashore, it can be considered as the birth of poetry and rituals.

Could it be that it will be ruined by one's own hands?

After thinking about it, Lu Changgeng felt that the Wang family in Taiyuan was too thick and he was afraid that they were not so easily damaged, which was somewhat different from the Lu family in Xingyang.

Other considerations are needed to form a closer alliance.

It is certainly not possible to not form an alliance.

So after thinking about it, he decided to come to Cui's family, the most damaged Qinghe, to take a look.

This happened to happen that Cui Baihe, the old man of Cui, was ill. Didn’t he meet this?

However, Lu Changgeng has been busy with Lu's internal affairs recently and has no concerns about the extra matters, so he is very curious...

Cui Baihe is not known as a stern heart, why is he getting sick again?

...

"Brother Cui, your health is important!"

"Brother Lu, you don't know, Li Er is so hateful! He..."

"What's wrong with him?"

"Some days ago, he issued an edict and actually wanted to change customs. This young man got married by himself, so how could he have the use of a portal? If the world doesn't look at portals, wouldn't it be a mess?"

"Uh...this is true, but Brother Cui, you can make a long-term plan for this matter. Let's find a way to deal with it slowly. Why are you so angry?"

"Oh... Brother Lu, you don't know, it's because of Li Er's damn edict..."

...

Afterwards, Cui Baihe introduced the matter of Cui Pinyu in Cui's family to Lu Changgeng.

When Lu Changgeng heard this, he was stunned.

Is there anything like this?

Cui Baihe was so angry that he coughed again.

"This incompetent... I, Cui, had already suffered a severe blow when Zhengde's child died."

"Now, this dangerous situation has been set up to make my grandson Pinyu go to his hometown as a slave. I, I... I, Cui, Qinghe, is it a pill!"

Lu Changgeng was also stunned when he heard this.

There is still this thing in the world, which is an eye-opener.

although……

There was some sympathy for the Cui family of Qinghe, who was also a five-nation surname, seven-minded person, but to be honest... Lu Changgeng had no sympathy for Cui Pinyu at all.

Isn’t it a shame to even fight with others?

But of course he wouldn't say this, so he could only reluctantly comfort Cui Baihe, after all, this person is still a few years older than him.

"Forget it, why should Brother Cui be so excited? Isn't Pinyu'er... But what poem did this person write? How could the audience worship him?"

"It's not Wang Fuchou, the traitor, who stands up for the Guizhou mud legs! If this person hadn't taken action, how could the boy who came out of the countryside and traders be the business show off? Humph!!!"

Cui Baihe was about to get angry again, and Lu Changgeng was afraid that he would be angry, so he had to change the issue and ask about the situation.

"Don't be anxious, Brother Cui said slowly, why bother to get angry? Wang Fuchou..."

"How did you stand up for that kid?"

"This... I'm not ashamed, I actually bowed directly and recognized that boy as my teacher!"

"What?!"

...

Lu Changgeng was stupid.

He has read a lot of books and knows who Wang Fuchou is.

In the world of the Tang Dynasty, now the great scholars pinch their fingers and count five, and Wang Fuchou can even take pictures of the top three with his eyes closed.

And although this person has a good family, he does not interact with ordinary aristocratic families. He is really a nerd family, so he has a lot of contacts with officials from the Li Ertiance Mansion, so he should not be underestimated.

Such a person who is so popular would actually give a visit to a teenager and even recognize him as a teacher.

Isn't this a joke?

If Cui Baihe hadn't been so angry, he wouldn't have believed that such a thing would have happened if he was beaten to death!

How great is this person's piano and poetry???

Lu Changgeng couldn't help it, "What poem did this young man write that could make Wang Fuchou like this?"

"...Oh, these erotic songs are all for you, just watch them yourself!"

After saying that, he threw out a piece of letter.

Lu Changgeng opened the reading.

"First, the brocade ser... the brocade ser is fifty-string, one string and one pillar thinks about the Chinese New Year..."

"It's just that I was already confused at that time...?"

Lu Changgeng felt very amazing after watching the first song.

This poem is indeed great. I definitely can't make such a good poem anyway!

"Second, Dai Zong... How about Dai Zong's husband? Qi and Lu Qing were not over..."

"Will you be on the top of the mountain and see all the mountains at a glance?!"

"hiss!"

After watching the second song, Lu Changgeng's scalp was numb.

This poem is so domineering!

You call this a lewd word?!
Chapter completed!
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