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"Everyone has a good time eating and drinking, and you're welcome."

"Just treat yourself as if you were at home, don't be too restrained, just relax."

Ye Kong picked up the wine glass and said with a smile.

He was really nervous when meeting everyone, so he tried to liven up the atmosphere.

Everyone:......

Lin Yaoyao lowered her head and looked at the drink in the glass, pretending not to recognize the Master.

I wish I could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

Lin Yaoyao swore that she definitely wanted to knock her master unconscious and drag him back.

If you are not embarrassed, your disciple is!

We are here to attend the Wanhua Party, not to have a feast.

You are so rude!

Master, can you be more serious?

Xiaobai had nothing to say. He squatted on the ground and drew circles, wanting to get in.

After all, he is a big devil, he has seen all kinds of big scenes, and he was also embarrassed by his master's sexy tricks.

If I had known earlier I wouldn't have come.

Liu Ruqing's smile froze for a moment before recovering again.

Junior brother, you really dare to say that!

Do you really regard yourself as your own home? This is my Wanhua Peak.

But forget it.

None of this is important, Qin Shou is starting to get into trouble about the important thing, and the fun is about to come.

Liu Ruqing picked up the wine glass and took a sip, watching the show quietly.

Qin Shou was stunned on the spot. He didn't know how to answer what Ye Kong said.

I was a little confused for a while.

This is not at your Xiaoyao Peak!

Do you really think of yourself as your master?

Qin Shou was stunned for a moment and then said: "Uncle Ye Kong was joking. Since it's the Ten Thousand Flowers Party and we're talking about romance, why not talk about something interesting?"

Ye Kong heard this, thought about it, nodded and said:

"But I have never been to the land of romance, nephew Qin Shou, you often see me, you think you should play like this."

"This place of romance...ah, no, I have never been to the land of romance, but Chen Changqing often goes there." Qin Shou suddenly realized in the middle of his sentence and pointed the finger at Chen Changqing.

Chen Changqing, who was secretly paying attention to Lin Yaoyao, was suddenly called by Qin Shou and became anxious.

"Junior Brother Qin Shou, don't talk nonsense. I, Chen Changqing, have always kept myself clean. How could I go to a place like that?" Chen Changqing said seriously.

"Pfft..." Qin Shou spurted out the wine.

"Senior Brother Changqing is really humble and keeps himself clean. I laughed."

Chen Changqing looked at Qin Shou coldly, saying that he had agreed to target Xiaoyao Peak, why are you targeting me?

Deliberately ruining my reputation?

"Yes, I keep myself clean, unlike some people who like to play with excrement and also like to eat it." Chen Changqing said lightly.

This sentence directly hit Qin Shou in the foot.

Qin Shou directly sacrificed the magic weapon and looked at Chen Changqing coldly.

"Come and fight if you can!" Qin Shou said coldly.

"Afraid of you?" Chen Changqing turned over his hand and took out his long sword and said coldly: "I just broke through the Nascent Soul. I only need one sword to defeat you!"

The two of them were at war with each other and were arrogant.

"Let's fight, let's fight!" Xiaobai, who was watching the fun below, didn't think it was a big deal.

Liu Ruqing was immediately stunned.

Aren't you two going to work together to target Xiaoyao Peak?

Is this still a conflict?

"Ahem, Ten Thousand Flowers Club, please don't use force, otherwise you will be expelled from Ten Thousand Flowers Peak and will never be allowed to enter!" Liu Ruqing said coldly.

Chen Changqing then took back his sword and sat down. Qin Shou collected all his magic weapons and returned to his original position.

"It's not good to fight too much, it's better to drink some wine and enjoy the flowers." Ye Kong said with a smile.

Qin Shou looked at Ye Kong, took a deep breath, and recovered.

Chen Changqing is also making preparations.

"Uncle Ye Kong, today's Ten Thousand Flowers Festival, hundreds of flowers are blooming, why don't you recite a poem?" Qin Shou said.

"Reciting poetry?" Ye Kong frowned.

"Yes, beauties have loved talented people since ancient times. Poetry can reflect a person's literary achievements. It would be a pity not to recite poems or write lyrics in this scene." Qin Shou said slowly.

Ye Kong looked at Qin Shou and wanted to ask are you serious?

Are you sure you want to compete with me in poetry?

Although I cannot remember 300 Tang poems, I can still remember 30 poems.

"Okay, okay." Ye Kong nodded and agreed.

"Wait a minute, since it's a poetry contest, it naturally has to be successful." Qin Shou continued.

"What kind of lottery?" Ye Kong asked.

"If Master Ye Kong loses, just shout three times, I'm not as good as Qin Shou, so that the entire Xinghe Sect can hear you." Qin Shou said slowly.

Ye Kong nodded and said, "Okay, I won't embarrass you. If you lose, just call your name thirty times."

"Okay!" Qin Shou agreed immediately.

It finally started.

Liu Ruqing suddenly became interested.

"Then let me go first. Today the flowers are in full bloom, so let's use the theme of flowers."

Qin Shou said, picked up a piece of poetry written by someone in advance, and read slowly:

"A hundred flowers bloom to attract the peaks, vying for their beauty and beauty."

"Light green flowers bloom on the snow path, and little red buds sprout from the ice roots."

Liu Ruqing heard this and said based on the price: "It's okay."

"It's just not too flat and a little out of place."

Qin Shou bowed and turned to look at Ye Kong.

"Uncle Ye Kong, it's your turn."

Lin Yaoyao and others also looked up at the Master. They wondered if the Master could compose poetry.

Su Qingwan quietly handed a note to Ye Kong, but Liu Ruqing saw it.

Ye Kong felt someone handing something to him in his hand. He didn't have time to open it and read it at the moment. He picked up the wine glass and recalled the appropriate words in his mind.

Yes.

Ye Kong held a hand behind his back and said slowly:

"When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill hundreds of flowers after they bloom."

"The incense array reaches the sky and penetrates the stars, and the peaks are covered with golden armor."

As soon as this poem came out, the whole place fell silent.

Anyone who understands poetry can hear the artistic conception reflected in this poem.

What Qin Shou did was not at the same level as what Ye Kong wanted.

"The poem is appropriate to the occasion. Today happens to be September 8th, and the poem is very consistent with your artistic conception at this moment." Liu Ruqing commented.

Of course I can't talk about the poems written by my disciples.

I just don’t understand, my disciple has never met the master of Xiaoyao Peak, why would he help him compose poems?

Forget it, I guess I feel sorry for the master of Xiaoyao Peak.

However, the fun is not over yet.

Liu Ruqing shook her head and continued to watch the show.

Lin Yaoyao was shocked by Master's art.

I thought Master was a waste, but I didn't expect that his literary talent was so good!

It seems that apart from not knowing how to practice, Master is pretty good at other things.

Lin Yaoyao raised her head to look at her master, and suddenly saw a piece of paper in her hand, and was dumbfounded.

"..." Lin Yaoyao.

I really overestimated Master!

It turns out that Master doesn’t know how to compose poems at all, so he just takes them from others.

Why.

After Ye Kong sat down, he opened the note in his hand.

It says:

"On this day last year, in this door, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red."

"The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze."

After Ye Kong read the poems on the note, he frowned. Who wrote the love poem for me?

Su Qingwan, who was sitting next to him, lowered her head shyly, with a hint of blush on her face.

It turns out that his poems and songs are so good.

When you export it, it becomes poetry.

I have both looks and talent, I can do it.


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