The Fox Clan's main hall in the valley is splendid and brightly lit.
Various flowers and herbs collected from the mountains are arranged everywhere in the hall, and fox spirits shuttle back and forth to place them. There are incense burning in the copper stoves standing everywhere.
It is filled with the fragrance of both flowers and incense.
In addition, various rare and exotic fruits are placed on the tables in the main hall. Some of them have leftover melons and fruits that have not yet been eaten, as well as golden cups and jade cups that have not yet been consumed.
This is not an illusion, but something that really exists.
At least with Li Xiuyuan's eyes, he couldn't see anything false. The only false thing was that many of the fox spirits had clearly not cultivated a human body, but they were wearing women's clothes, standing and walking, imitating the appearance of human beings.
The scholars Li Liangjin and the guards around him often kept their eyes on these vixens, attracted by their transformed beauty. In their eyes, these vixens were all charming women.
She must be an incomparable beauty. How could they know that the beauties in their eyes are just foxes in the mountains that they have not yet obtained.
After everyone took their seats, the tit-for-tat atmosphere in the valley eased a lot.
Since it is a literary fight, there is not so much killing and viciousness. The loser leaves willingly, while the winner sits on this green mountain with peace of mind.
Li Xiuyuan also knew that he would not give up until he had a fight with Li Liang and Jin Wen.
This is the fastest way to resolve this dispute.
"Master Li, this martial artist is so arrogant and arrogant. He will definitely win in a fight with him later and he won't be able to hold his head high."
Meng Xi was awake now, walked over with the support of a fox spirit, and said angrily.
Li Liangjin smiled faintly: "This man has good martial arts skills. I'm afraid he spends all his spare time practicing martial arts. Even if such a person studies hard and gets the title of scholar, his literary talent must not be very good. In terms of literary fighting, he is
You will definitely lose."
"What Mr. Li said is true. Such a vulgar martial artist has no idea where he went to become a scholar. This person must be an embroidered pillow, but he is not good at it. How can he be compared to us who are full of economics?"
There was also a fellow scholar nearby who said confidently.
Fighting with force will make them tremble with fear.
But when it comes to literary fights, they are indescribably confident and arrogant.
When they were in Jinling City, they had participated in many cultural gatherings. Li Xiuyuan, who believed that he could smash anything he took out, cried for his father and mother, and finally ran away in a hurry with his tail between his legs.
"I made an agreement with him before that we would win two out of three games. Each person would choose one of the four categories: piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry, and poetry. The last one would be decided by drawing lots to show fairness. Before the literary fight started, each of us would have to rest for half an hour to calm down.
Brewing talent."
Li Liangjin said: "Dear friends, which one do you think is better between me and him?"
"Brother Li's poems are good. You can choose poems. The most test of poetry is one's literary talent. He can't write a good poem, so he will win the game first."
"It makes sense. His talent is mediocre and he will definitely avoid poetry. We only need to consider defeating him from another aspect."
Several other scholars paid attention to ensure the victory of Wen Dou.
And on the other side.
Li Xiuyuan sat in front of the desk, eating wild fruits, drinking fruit wine, and resting leisurely.
He came here all night, but he didn't eat anything. He just ate a bowl of rice and meat at the old woman's house yesterday evening.
He has not yet reached the state of living without food and food.
Qing'e was very attentive and waited on him, pouring wine and fruits for Li Xiuyuan to take.
"How is Hu Er? Is he seriously injured?" Li Xiuyuan did not discuss Wen Dou, but asked about Hu Er's situation.
"There is nothing wrong with him. He just lost some of his foundation and damaged some of his moral principles. He did not need to cultivate for decades. Compared with losing his life, this is already the best result. If you hadn't arrived in time, I would have
I'm afraid this son will be in bad luck."
Hu Han sighed and said, "I think it's winter. I'm afraid the weather will be cold this year. Why don't my son-in-law take advantage of today's opportunity to tan a fox fur coat? Look at that black fox. It's very nice. His fur is shiny.
It is the best leather for making waistcoats. It is a pity that Hu Li died. The fur is torn, but it can be made into a pair of leather boots. I will tan them myself later. After they are made, I will ask the third sister to send them to you.
, guaranteed to be soft and comfortable, and your feet will not freeze when worn in winter.”
"..." Li Xiuyuan looked at him with a strange expression.
Why does this old man think about doing this kind of thing all day long? You are also a fox spirit, right? Can't you think about some healthy things?
"It's a pity that Hu Hei started fighting with our family. Otherwise, I would have bought his two daughters and gave them to you as maids. That would be a good thing. But now I have taken an advantage of Li Liangjin. I have to say that Hu Hei has bad hands and a bad heart."
Hei, he has chosen Li Liangjin's fate as a prince, and wants to find a backer. With Li Liangjin's protection in the future, no ghosts or gods will dare to take his notice, and he can maintain peace for fifty years."
Hu Han said again with a very pity look, and then he counted on his fingers, only to find that the Fox clan was troubled by this, but only the third sister and Qing'e were left with two daughters who could take action.
"If the eldest sister is here, she won't be afraid of this Hu Hei." Third Sister Hu said with some regret.
Hu Han was a little angry at this moment and said: "Don't mention this unfilial daughter. After thousands of years of cultivation, she did not fade away from the demon body and follow the path of human immortality. Instead, she took the demon body and became an immortal. She will regret it in the future."
"Your eldest sister has become an immortal?" Li Xiuyuan asked in surprise.
He has never seen a spirit that has become an immortal. He has only seen those great monsters that have been around for thousands of years. They have insufficient virtue and are full of evil deeds that endanger the world.
"The eldest sister is a white fox who has attained Taoism for thousands of years. She became an immortal decades ago. Now she has entered the heavenly palace. I am afraid it will be difficult to see her again in the future."
Qing'e said softly: "By the way, how are you preparing for your husband's literary fight? Although I am somewhat proficient in pen and ink, I have only read some ordinary books and know some words. I am afraid that I will not be able to help you."
"There is no luck in literary battles. It relies on real talent and practical knowledge. However, I believe that God will be on my side and let me win these people and win this green mountain for you."
Li Xiuyuan said: "You have nothing to worry about."
"That's what they say, do your best and obey the destiny. This has been the case since ancient times."
Hu Han nodded and said, "Let's talk about the waistcoat and fox fur."
He didn't seem to be worried about Wen Dou at all. Instead, he was even more obsessed with peeling off Hu Hei's fox skin and making it into a waistcoat. He also wanted to capture dozens of black foxes from Hu Hei's clan and make a fox fur coat.
Give it to Li Xiuyuan.
But in his spare time, Li Xiuyuan also thought about Wen Dou.
The so-called literary struggle is nothing more than playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and song.
Two out of three games, the most important thing is to draw lots in the last game.
Li Xiuyuan was confident that he could beat Li Liangjin in the game he set, and of course he would lose in the game Li Liangjin set. After all, he was a layman in some aspects.
However, he did not believe that Li Liangjin was also proficient in playing chess, calligraphy, painting, and poetry.
If he had such talent and learning, Li Liangjin would have left his name in history long ago.
Soon, the stick of incense burned out, and half an hour was up.
Li Liangjin, who was sitting in front of the desk opposite, stood up and said with a smile: "The time has come, Li Zhuangshi, are you ready?"
When he first came up, he laughed at Li Xiuyuan, saying he was a martial artist with only a handful of strength and no beauty in his belly.
"Now that I've eaten and drank enough, I can fight with you. I've prepared the receipt for the thirty thousand taels of silver. Please bother me to sign and pledge it."
Li Xiuyuan nodded, picked up a piece of paper that had just been written on the table and made a gesture.
Li Liangjin said angrily: "I haven't lost yet, how can I sign and pledge? Do you understand the rules?"
"I'm afraid you'll default on your debt. You don't look like a rich man."
Li Xiuyuan said: "It's not like me, a merchant kid, who only has a lot of money if he doesn't have anything else."
"Brother Li, this warrior uses the method of provoking generals. He wants to disturb your thoughts, so don't fall into his trap."
That Jinshi Meng Xi, after calming down now, was quite wise and immediately understood Li Xiuyuan's intention.
Li Liangjin was immediately startled, quickly calmed down, and bowed to Meng Xi: "Thank you, Brother Meng Xi, for reminding me, I almost fell into this martial artist's trap."
But Li Xiuyuan said: "We, Wen Dou, pay attention to fairness and justice. Who is barking in the dark corner? A gentleman should act openly and aboveboard, even if he scolds others, he must scold them with confidence. Why do you want to be such a shady villain?
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"you you......"
Meng Xi's face suddenly turned red, and he stood up angrily. He looked around, as if he was looking for a knife to fight Li Xiuyuan again.
"Calm down, calm down, don't fall for his provocation." A companion next to him hurriedly stopped him. Meng Xi's fate was still fresh in his mind.
But Li Xiuyuan said again: "These barking men hiding in dark corners actually have accomplices? Why can't they announce their names and come out to see them? What's the point of cowering there?"
"You warrior, how dare you shame me?"
The companion was so angry that he picked up the wine glass in his hand and wanted to throw it at Li Xiuyuan.
"Restraint, restraint, this is the warrior's method of provocation. You have seen his strength. It is most unwise to use violence against him."
Meng Xi, who was next to him, hurriedly grabbed his companion again, fearing that he would also be taught a lesson by Li Xiuyuan.
Having said that, Li Xiuyuan's words are really unpleasant to hear. They are all well-known scholars. They usually go to gathering places for literati and elegant places, as well as elegant places on windy and snowy nights. How could they have encountered such a person?
Scholars, when they open their mouths, they curse people, and when they curse, they want to draw their swords and kill the person.
But this person is very skilled in martial arts. He can't be beaten with force, and he can't win even if he is scolded again and again.
It's not incomprehensible that he was so angry that he vomited blood.
"Li Zhuangshi, don't try to show off your words. The rules of literary fighting were set by us before. In this first round, should you go first or me?" Li Liangjin said.
"You are short of money, so you should go first, lest you default on your debt later after I win you over. I hate people who don't pay back money the most in my life. I heard that such people will go to the eighteenth level of hell after death.