"Brother Xu, this slap was hard enough, Yun San's face turned red, it's time to call it a day."
Xu Yi held the Consonance Jue in his hand and sent a message.
Mr. Xu in the curtain caught a glimpse of Lingxi Jue's change of color, and hurriedly took Lingxi Jue into his palm, and sent his heart, "You don't blush enough, and it's not like you didn't hear what the surname Yun was saying. It's clearly dissatisfied. If you don't take advantage of the victory to chase after him, let him be convinced." , and when."
Xu Yi let go of Lingxi Jue, and he could not stop slandering, the surname Xu was too insignificant, he was convinced, thankfully he could figure it out.
Yun Laosan looks like a convinced master, this is obviously to force him to kill someone.
No matter how unhappy he was, his face remained the same. He looked at the third master Yun with a smile and said, "The third son pointed out the original author. Such a famous work should not be unknown."
The third son of Yun's face was flushed, he was used to being arrogant, and he really couldn't say anything shameless to the end.
The middle-aged man in Zipao snorted coldly, "Masterpieces are masterpieces, but there are also masterpieces that have not been revealed. In today's world, it is rare for literati to sell ink treasures. Besides, poems and articles are the voice of the heart. Without comprehension, without comprehension, there is no good work, is the author of this poem really Princess Yinqiu?"
Xu Yi said, "I see. You mean that there will be another round, and after that, I also want to know how many masterpieces Princess Yinqiu has bought in private. Lord Hong, please choose another question."
Mr. Hong was in a state of confusion. He never thought that such a grand event would turn out like this. In the end, there would always be people who would be ashamed. This was a situation he never wanted to see.
After thinking about it, Master Hong said loudly, "What topic to choose? It's a joke. Why take it seriously? To see two masterpieces will add a lot to the grand event tonight. Haha, third son, I will wait for the Princess to accept it. Next, please watch the performance that I, Jiannan Road, have prepared for all distinguished guests."
Xu Yi said with a smile, "Lord Hong, I'm afraid the third son will not accept your wishes. Thinking about the literary name of the third son, it is rumored that he is the crown of poetry of the Yun family. This grand event is destined to spread. You call it a stop now. If you don't give the third son a chance to restore the situation, I'm afraid that the third son will not be reconciled. Of course, as a distinguished guest, the third son is thinking of our master, so he won't show it. However, as the master, we really should do it for you Honorable guest, think more clearly."
Mr. Xu in the curtain bit his plump lips tightly, his jade cheeks puffed up.
She finally saw this guy playing a rascal again. As an opponent, it is enough to make you gnash your teeth with hatred, but once you stay out of the matter, tasting the narrowness of this guy's words will almost make her laugh out loud.
The third son of Yun's face was red and purple, and Ambassador Hong's face was full of blackness, and he looked at Xu Yi, wishing he could swallow him up.
If it weren't for Xu Yi's words, the third son of Yun planned to go down the slope, and he didn't intend to take any risks with this article about wanting to see Jiangnan first.
If you really lose the bet, this top-grade water spirit stone will really be lost to Princess Yinqiu, and His Royal Highness will definitely prepare a gift that is not inferior to the top-grade water spirit stone before making a decision.
Losing a bet on a high-grade water spirit stone is such a huge responsibility, even as the third son of Yun, he can't afford it.
Unexpectedly, Xu Yi interjected that he was so shameless that he dared to climb down the ladder built by Ambassador Hong.
At the same time, Ambassador Hong couldn't reprimand Xu Yi even though he was furious.
Once he scolded, it was the third young master Yun who had no face.
The ghost master once commented on Xu Yi. To deal with this guy, if you can use your hands, don't move your mouth. Once this guy opens his mouth, the power is definitely far greater than that of his hands. He will be so angry that he will choke to death.
"Third Young Master, the game will continue."
Xu Yi looked at the third young master with a smile all over his face, calmly, adding to the anger.
Young Master Yun filled his chest with anger, and said coldly, "Ambassador Hong, choose a topic!"
This is the end of the matter, he really has no way out. Since he couldn't avoid the battle with a high-sounding sound, he had no choice but to be forced to fight.
Once he forcibly avoids the battle and passes it back to Germany, he will not have to live anymore. His reputation will be ruined and he will be ridiculed by others, and the Patriarch will have to kill him.
The Yun family prospered with martial arts, with writing, and with cultural relics at the same time, so that there is today's royal family, and the sword orchid flag shines in the holy court.
The Yun family can be defeated, but they cannot escape.
Ambassador Hong glanced at Xu Yi coldly. If there was no formation to block the sound transmission, he would have sent the most vicious words into Xu Yi's ears. Tuan, unfolded the cloth, said coldly, "Eighty-eight."
Holding the "Three Hundred Mongolian Poems", the second-level star official quickly flipped, ""A View of the Canghai in the East", Chen Yiqin, seven-character quatrains, with the title of the sea."
As soon as the second-level star official finished speaking, Xu Yi grabbed the wolf's hair and swayed it, "Once upon a time, the sea was too difficult to be water, except Wushan, which is not a cloud. Take the time to look back lazily, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king."
boom!
The whole venue exploded immediately, and after several sharp cries, someone fainted to the ground.
Xu Gongzi's starry eyes in the curtain were shining, and tears overflowed.
As the person involved, she naturally knew who the real masters of those poems were. She, who has a very high literary quality, also recognized the middle-aged Zipao's saying that "poems are the voice of people's heart".
In the past, the sea was too difficult to be water, but Wushan is not a cloud, so beautiful! It hurts!
Young Master Yun's face was red and his ears were red, his whole body was shaking violently, his hands were clenched tightly, and his veins were bursting.
The middle-aged Zipao was about to open his mouth, Xu Yi said with a smile, "My dear friend, I'm afraid I'm going to bring out poems for people's opinions again. Alright, don't bother Mr. Hong to extract them. I've just read "Three Hundred Mongolian Poems". By heart."
"The first chapter, "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan", Qin Fang, five-character regulated poems. There is a poem by the Princess Yinqiu that says: The bright moon is born on the sea, and the sky is at this moment. The lover complains about the night, and lovesickness at night..."
"...The thirteenth chapter, "The Song of the Expedition", Xia Xingchun, Qijue. Princess Yinqiu has a poem saying: Swear to wipe out stubborn thieves regardless of oneself, and three thousand armor clothes will be buried in dust. Poor heaven and bones by the river, it's still a boudoir's dream Liren."
"...Third Young Master, and the envoys, you still have to listen. By the way, this purple-robed man, you still insist that these poems are not from Princess Yinqiu, and they are all bought?"
Xu Yi read thirteen poems in one breath, with poems of different styles and themes. The whole audience was shocked into dead silence, only his voice was heard, echoing in the spacious hall.
Countless people even took out the audio-visual beads, and video-videoed the scene of him reciting poems.
From time to time, brocade handkerchiefs would fly towards him, and within a short while, a thick layer would be deposited under his feet.
However, after Xu Yi said something, the third son of Yun's face was ashen, and the mood of everyone in the Yun family was extremely depressed.
"Okay, I was able to listen to such a wonderful work today. It's a pity, it's a pity that I came late and missed a great scene."
Accompanied by a clear voice, a white-robed jade man came from a distance.