The woman took Ye Shaohan and the two of them towards the third floor with light steps. Her plump buttocks and hips were constantly swaying, which was really a beautiful scenery.
Ye Shaohan's eyes were looking at the decorations around him. To be able to open such a wine, his strength must be extraordinary.
Tick-tock footsteps sounded on the third floor of the wine store. Originally, the number of people on the third floor of the wine store was relatively small, which naturally attracted the attention of the guests on the third floor, who couldn't help but look around the corner.
An old man leaned in a good position among the three, looked at the woman and Ye Shaohan, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Xiao Zi is very charming, and she has seduced two young brothers! Tsk, if I were a few years younger,
I have to chase you when I’m ten years old!”
The woman who led Ye Shaohan looked calm and looked at the old man with a charming look on her face.
In addition to the old man, there were four other people on the third level of the wine. Ye Shaohan was a little surprised that those four people were here.
On the wine table on the far right, there were four people sitting, two men and two women, with extremely extraordinary looks. They were the Han Xiaojing and the four people they had just seen.
Opposite Han Xiaojing was the woman from the Jade Emperor Academy in the imperial capital, Leng Lingchun, with a cold and arrogant expression. She glanced at Ye Shaohan and Zhang Ming with a pair of cold eyes, and then focused her eyes on the other people again.
The strong aroma of wine filled the air from the wine table.
"Xiao Jing! Your sister is really hardworking! She is still practicing right now!" The young man sitting next to Leng Lingchun had a very favorable impression of Leng Lingchun, and his tone was very gentle.
"Senior Hai Long, you don't know that although my sister entered the Jade Emperor Academy, she just barely passed! If we didn't work hard, we two sisters would still be bullied in the Jade Emperor Academy!" Han Xiaojing's delicate face said.
A flash of regret, arousing pity.
"Xiao Jing! With Senior Ye Huawu here, I think those boys dare to bully your sisters!" The young man on the side couldn't help but chuckle, looking extremely confident.
"That's right! Xiaojing, Ye Huawu and I will ensure that your sisters are both safe and sound!" The man named Senior Yang Hailong patted his chest and promised.
"Hehe! Then I, Xiaojing, will take my sister's place and thank the two seniors!" Han Xiaojing couldn't help but smile, and said with a smile.
"Xiaojing, when will your sister's practice end?" A look of disgust flashed through Leng Lingchun's eyes, and she said softly to Han Xiaojing.
"My sister will definitely come out of seclusion tonight! There will definitely be a poetry meeting in heaven and on earth tonight! Apart from practicing since she was a child, my sister's other hobby has been poetry!"
Han Xiaojing chuckled, and then continued: "Besides, our Han family also wants to recruit some literati through this poetry meeting!"
"Recruit literati!" In Xuanwu Continent, the status of literati is very low, Leng Lingchun couldn't help but wonder.
"Yeah! It seems that it was requested by my father. I don't know the specific details! It seems to be for tomorrow's big feast!" Han Xiaojing didn't know much about the matter, and her explanation was extremely confusing. After that, the four of them were talking about something else.
Interesting things in Jade Emperor Academy, after a few moments, the four people left one after another.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan, who was at the other table, raised his head and looked at the backs of the four people leaving. A smile flashed at the corner of his mouth. In Ye Shaohan's hand, there was a picture. Ye Shaohan was holding a pen in his right hand and kept writing.
It moves back and forth, and what is drawn is clearly the terrain of the Han family...
There are several places circled on the map, where the Han family's guards and secret sentries are...
...
The night fell quietly, and now the entire Tianfeng City was full of people.
The world of heaven and earth is located in the most prosperous street of Tianfeng City. At this moment, the lanterns on the road are like a vast and eternal stream of fire.
The usually sparsely populated Heaven and Earth is now overcrowded. The faint and melodious singing slowly floats out from the third floor of the Heaven and Earth. Young and beautiful women shuttle among the crowd, and the light and refreshing virgin body fragrance floats throughout the Heaven and Earth.
, the sound of the piano is accompanied by heavy recitation.
In the past, the heaven and earth were a gathering place for the rich, but today it is a gathering place for talented people and beauties. Han Xiaoshuang, the eldest daughter of the Han family, held a poetry meeting here.
Han Xiaoshuang's name resounds throughout Tianfeng City. At just a young age, she is already a spiritual master realm warrior. However, her achievements in martial arts cannot cover up her talent at all. She is full of knowledge, speaks well, and writes poems in seven steps.
She is called Tianfeng's most talented woman by everyone.
Waving his feather fan, he wandered around the whole wine, his eyes slightly narrowed, Ye Shaohan's eyes kept scanning back and forth around, while Zhang Ming sat quietly aside, indifferent to the talented women around him,
The eyes of the talented women around them all fell more or less on the two of them.
"Although the martial arts style dominates Xuanwu Continent, the writing style is not weak at all!" Putting away his feather fan, Ye Shaohan chuckled, raised the wine glass in his hand, and touched Zhang Ming slightly.
When the wine entered the mouth, a faint fragrance filled the mouth. Ye Shaohan squinted his eyes slightly and tasted the wine quietly. At this moment, a pleasant female voice sounded: "May I ask the young master if you are free later!"
Ye Shaohan looked up and saw a charming woman standing in front of him. It was the woman at noon. He shook his head and chuckled: "What's the matter?"
Xiao Zi looked at Ye Shaohan with strange eyes, then moved her jade finger slightly, pointed in the direction behind her, and said with a smile: "The beauty has an appointment! I wonder if the young master can give me a favor!"
Looking in the direction of the jade finger, a girl's face was flushed, she nodded and did not dare to look directly into Ye Shaohan's eyes, playing with her sleeves.
A smile appeared on Ye Shaohan's face. How many times was this tonight?
Even though the woman's face was red and extremely attractive, Ye Shaohan still shook his head. Seeing this, the woman couldn't help but sigh sadly and left quietly.
Looking at the woman's back, Xiao Zi looked at Ye Shaohan with strange eyes, and said doubtfully: "Master, you have been sitting on the second floor for so long! Obviously nothing happens, why do you refuse an appointment with a beautiful woman? You want to know which beautiful women,
All of them have outstanding looks and amazing temperament, which are rare to see in the past!"
Ye Shaohan listened to Xiao Zi's words several times tonight. He still shook his head, pointed to the top, and said with a smile: "My intention is not on the second floor, but on the third floor!"
"Third floor!"
A strange look appeared in Xiao Zi's watery eyes, and she whispered: "Young master wants to go to the third floor!"
Tonight's poetry meeting is held by Tianmaple City's most talented woman. It is naturally different from usual. She has set a rule. There are three floors in heaven and earth. If you want to enter the first floor, you must compose a poem. The poem must be a good poem.
To enter the heaven and earth, you have to compose two poems to enter the second level, and to enter the third level, you have to pass certain tests.
Therefore, above the third level of heaven and earth, there are all scholars and scholars with amazing literary talents, and Han Xiaoshuang is on the third level.
Smiling and nodding, Ye Shaohan put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up from his seat suddenly, and walked towards the stairs of the third floor. Zhang Ming followed closely behind him. Ye Shaohan's temperament was already extraordinary. He stood out from the crowd on the second floor. With his movement
, which attracted the attention of several people, and even more the curiosity of those beauties.
Looking at the back, a trace of absurdity flashed in Xiao Zi's eyes. In her eyes, although Ye Shaohan was extraordinary, the fact that he was standing on the second floor at this moment was enough to prove his talent. However, there was no one above the second floor.
If he is not a great scholar, how can he be compared to a young scholar who has just shown his talent.
Taking steps, Xiao Zi followed Ye Shaohan, and the people around him followed curiously. Standing on the third step was an old man.
The old man has white hair and a rosy complexion. He does not have any spiritual energy fluctuations on his body, but he is something that should not be underestimated. He has a Confucian atmosphere.
The old man was still sitting in his original position, staring at Ye Shaohan with his clear eyes, tapping the table and chairs with his fingers, and said calmly: "This young master wants to go to the third floor!"
The voice was heavy, and there was a vague atmosphere. Ye Shaohan bowed slightly, with a smile on his face, and said softly: "Exactly! I don't know what the test will be when entering the third level! To enter the first level, you need to write a poem.
To enter the second level, you need to compose two poems. Do you think the third level requires three poems? Sir, please enlighten me!"
Ye Shaohan's performance was neither humble nor arrogant, modest and elegant, without the panic or pride shown by the previous testers.
Talents have always been arrogant since ancient times, but now Ye Shaohan's performance undoubtedly makes Xiao Zi beside him shine. Looking at the confidence in the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth, can he really reach the third level?
The old man's face remained the same, but there was a hint of admiration in his eyes. There are too many young people who are proud of their talents. Undoubtedly, Ye Shaohan's performance left a great impression on him.
After pondering for a while, the old man said in a deep voice: "You don't need to write three poems to enter the third level, just one! However, this poem is not written randomly, it needs to be written according to my intention. Master, are you ready?
!No one can pass through me and enter the third floor tonight!"
This test was beyond Ye Shaohan's expectations, but Ye Shaohan was not afraid. He nodded slightly and said softly: "Sir, please give me the question!"
"The poem is about a scholar who parted with his wife in order to pursue an official career, and expressed his reluctance to leave! And your starting point is the young woman, not the scholar!" The old man pondered for half a moment, and then spoke out his thoughts.
As soon as he came out, the faces of the talented and beautiful people around him changed.
Although this decision is usually not difficult, now that the young woman's decision is the main one, the difficulty suddenly increases.
If the poet was a woman, perhaps this poem would not be difficult, but the poet was the young scholar in front of him. At such a young age, how could he feel the emotion of reluctance, and how could he express it in the direction of a young woman?
Coming out, Xiao Zi shook her head slightly, seeing that the old man was too tricky with the questions.
At this moment, the talented and beautiful people around them realized the reason why so many people had failed just now.
Zhang Ming stood quietly beside Ye Shaohan, but his eyes fell on Ye Shaohan. There was a rare trace of confusion in his eyes. There was no way for a descendant of aristocratic family to say that in this world, martial arts are respected. Ye Shaohan must have
It was the same, but when Ye Shaohan took him to the second level, he was shocked by Ye Shaohan's talent for writing poems.