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Chapter 921

It is difficult for the dragon clan to give birth to heirs, which is a relative term.

The Dragon King of West Lake has been in charge of the waters south of the Yangtze River for millions of years. No matter how difficult it is to have heirs, there are still many dragon sons and grandsons in millions of years.

Not counting illegitimate children, there are more than a dozen dragon sons known to the West Lake Dragon Lord, fewer dragon girls, and the seventh princess should be the youngest.

As the youngest child, the Seventh Young Master was loved by thousands of people when he was born. He liked literature and disliked martial arts, and especially loved reading romantic and miscellaneous books. He was nicknamed the Crazy Princess.

This infatuation is the infatuation of obsession, or it can be said to be the infatuation of infatuation.

It is generally recognized that the Seventh Princess is the one who loves poetry and articles the most among the Dragon Clan. She is obsessed with love and sad when she is happy. She is simply not like a Dragon Clan.

"There are rumors that hundreds of years ago, when the seventh princess was still a girl, she transformed into a human form and almost ran away with a poor scholar who sold kites by the West Lake. I don't know whether it is true or not."

Hearing that it was the seventh princess, Wang Xu thought of a rumor.

Rumor has it that three hundred years ago, the seventh princess, who had just transformed into a human form, happily went to the shore to play and met a poor scholar who was selling kites while reading.

Seeing that she was well born and not experienced in the world, the scholar coaxed her with sweet words and almost deceived this crazy princess.

Later, Lord Long found out about this and became furious and ordered the eldest prince to investigate.

The eldest prince became a member of a wealthy family and lied that his son was ill and wanted a girl to marry him. The seventh girl whom the scholar knew fell in love with him at a glance and was willing to buy him with a thousand taels of silver and guarantee him a reputation as a scholar.

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Although the scholar was studying, he did not even have the honor of being a child. He was overjoyed when he heard this and gave the Seventh Princess the medicine to drink tea.

After the seventh princess drank it, she transformed into a dragon. The sweat medicine could not fascinate her at all.

At this time, the eldest prince changed his mind, explained the cause and effect clearly to his sister, and took away the crying seventh princess.

If this story is true, given that dragons can sleep for three to five months, and a thousand years is considered an adult lifespan, what happened hundreds of years ago was actually only a few years ago.

As a member of the Dragon Clan, but he can't even believe what a poor scholar says, his emotional intelligence is probably not that high.

"A good family background, low emotional intelligence, a head full of glamour, talent and beauty, this is no different from trouble. I have to stay away from her."

If it were another time-traveler, seeing this beautiful Seventh Princess who loves poetry and has the backing of the great writers of the Five Dynasties, she would definitely do everything possible to show off her literary talents and want to be the son-in-law of the West Lake Dragon Palace.

Wang Xu didn't think so. To put it mildly, the seventh princess had no scheming and was pure temperament.

To put it bluntly, this is just mindless and stupid.

In the news, two people who are friends want to hang themselves, slit their wrists, or jump into a river, these are the kind of people they talk about.

It's snowing, and she cries that the green leaves are withering.

It rained, and she cried that the birds were homeless.

The wind blew, and she cried butterflies, desolate and desolate.

The wind stopped, and she cried that Dandelion was in a foreign land.

Wang Xu has great ambitions. He wants to be famous all over the south of the Yangtze River, so he can't hide in the Dragon Palace and be entangled by this dragon princess.

In fact, Wang Xu was overthinking. At this time, the seventh princess was talking about him, and the direction of the discussion was completely opposite to what he thought.

"Who is that in the garden?"

The seventh princess cried hard, buried her little seahorse, and asked the maid next to her.

The maid was a clam, holding a pearl in her hand, and replied: "Princess, that man is the prince who is famous all over the world. He is known as the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River and is known as a poet. Didn't he introduce himself?"

"What, he is Wang Xu, Wang Xuzhi?"

When the Seventh Princess heard this, she was not happy and was surprised, and said sadly: "I thought he was a talented person with eyes like stars and a face like white jade. He raised his head and cared about the common people, and lowered his head to care about the common people. I didn't expect that he was not as well-known as he was when we met. He is a tall man of eight

He is a rotten scholar who behaves rudely, has no sympathy, and talks nonsense."

When they met for the first time, they were taught a lesson. The seventh princess didn't have a good impression of Wang Xu at all.

In fact, the aesthetics of both parties are not on the same line at all.

The poems that the Seventh Princess likes are the kind of poems that "How can this love last day and night? If life is just like the first meeting, ten years of life and death are so vast, without thinking about it, it will never be forgotten... There are no mountains, no mausoleums, no rivers, no winter."

Thunder shakes, summer rain snows, heaven and earth unite, I dare to be with you... This kind of poems.

The article is also the kind of article that says "The peacock flies southeast, lingering for five miles... There is a loquat tree in the garden. My wife planted it when she died, and now it is like a canopy..." This type of article.

Although Wang Xu's poems and essays are good, most of them are about pity for farmers, promotion of talents, and promotion of ambition.

This kind of poetry is suitable for readers, but not for girls.

It is said that he is talented, but he is indeed talented, but this kind of talent is not the same type as what the Seventh Princess likes.

What the Seventh Princess likes is the kind of scholar who cherishes spring today, chants ancient times every day, sighs three times every step of the way, sheds tears seven times a day, and cares about the country and the people.

Wang Xu is seven feet tall and has a gentle breeze. Affected by his body's warrior memory, he stands like a pine tree, sits like a bell, walks like the wind, and lies like a bow. He is completely different from a little fresh meat.

If you don’t believe me, just ask, among those girls who like young girls, how many of them like Billy Chow, Bruce Leung, and Sammo Hung? For men, they are very handsome.

"Princess, you don't like him?"

Hearing what the seventh princess said, the maid looked surprised.

The seventh princess curled her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Why do you like him? He is a rotten scholar. I think the poems he wrote are not as good as Yuan Ru's."

Yuan Rushu was a scholar from the south of the Yangtze River who was famous for his poetry, painting, and piano.

He was good at writing love poems. It is said that as soon as his poems were published, they attracted resentful women from wealthy families and jaspers from small families rushed to buy them.

If you don't know a few lines of Yuan Rushi's poems, you won't be able to catch up with other people's words when the ladies are gathering together or swimming in the lake.

Of course, Yuan Ru was a friend of women, and his status was not high in the Jiangnan literary world.

Love poems and love words had a low status in ancient times.

Poems written to one's deceased wife or in memory of his wife are better. Others are not accepted by the literary world. Unless you can write like Sima Xiangru and Nalan Xingde, you should just go to bed. You must know that in the eyes of orthodox scholars,

, even Sima Xiangru’s poems are nothing more than heresy.

garden...

Wang Xu, who was in the garden and was afraid of being entangled, didn't know that in the eyes of the seventh princess, he had become a corrupt scholar.

Knowing that, maybe he doesn't care. What happens to the Seventh Princess has nothing to do with him. He came to the West Lake Dragon Palace to seek refuge, not to pick up girls.

A resentful girl like the Seventh Princess would not give it to him for free, for she was afraid that one day she would make a mistake and she would be implicated.

"Master Wang, Mr. Long wants to see you."

After waiting for more than half an hour, Long Jun's guest may have left, and Wang Xu was finally remembered.

Wang Xu straightened his robe, followed a shrimp soldier and walked out, forgetting about the seventh princess.

Just a few steps out of the garden, I saw three Taoists walking out of the Dragon King Hall from a very far distance, all of them beaming, as if they had encountered something happy.

"These three people!"

Seeing the three Taoists, Wang Xu narrowed his eyes slightly.

These three Taoists are none other than the ones who represent the Tianshi Mansion and even the entire Taoism to invite Dragon Lord of West Lake to be the Taoist protector.

The three of them were so happy. This matter must have been accomplished. I don't know how much they paid to impress the West Lake Dragon Lord.

His eyes flickered and then disappeared, Wang Xu did not dare to look deeply for fear of being noticed.

The three Taoists were in a good mood. They were in the Dragon Palace at this time, so they were not so defensive. They left happily without noticing him.

Wang Xu walked towards the Dragon King Hall with his head lowered, thinking about the Taoist god-making plan.

Taoism creates gods, even the Dragon King of West Lake is included in it. This game of chess is very big.

I just don’t know what means Buddhism has. It seems that I have to write a letter to Fahai when I have time. I think I am a chess player, but I don’t even know what chess is being played. How can I win such a chess game?

If he participated rashly, or was sucked into the whirlpool and sacrificed as a pawn, he would have no tears left.

Nowadays, he has a big tree and attracts wind, so he has to be on guard.


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