Wu Xiuxian smiled and said, "Since the female saint wants to see our demeanor, why should you be stingy, but I think that since today is a grand fringe event, music should be used as skin, paintings should be used as bones, and poetry and prose should not be included in the list, otherwise? It has lived up to the water and lights in the Shaoyin Pavilion, and the frost and moonlight.”
After Wu Xiuxian's words were settled, the audience fell silent for a while, and then there were many echoes.
Xu Yi cursed inwardly, "We met by chance, a guest from another country, I didn't mess with you, so I'll hit me on the head anyway."
He was scratching his head, thinking about which poems would be suitable to pretend to be Thirteen, and was about to make a big news, but he didn't expect Wu Xiuxian to give him a bottom line.
"Forget it, I'll bear it. From the looks of it, Ning Nu Sheng's painting is not good, just wait for the next round of competition."
There was nothing he could do, Xu Yi gave up.
He is not blind, of course he can see that Wu Xiuxian is clearly targeting him, most likely because he is afraid of his literary name and fears that he will be favored by Ning Nusheng.
Returning to Baodui, this is a matter of jealousy, he didn't take Wu Xiuxian as an opponent, but they took him as an opponent.
It's not a big deal to talk about breaking the sky, he doesn't have to harden Wu Xiuxian, an enemy.
So, he sat still and didn't make a sound at all.
Ning Wuyou said, "Martial arts are friendly and Yaxing, but I don't know what special skills martial arts friends have prepared for the tassel meeting tonight, which will open my eyes."
Wu Xiuxian said with a smile, "I don't have any special skills, but there is one wonderful thing." As he spoke, he waved his hand away, and an exquisitely carved seven-color glazed lamp floated in the air.
As soon as the lamp appeared, someone exclaimed in surprise, "Luo Shengong's Tianyu seven-color lamp, this thing has long since become famous, and it is unexpected that it will appear today."
With a big wave of Wu Xiuxian's hand, the seven-color glazed lanterns flew in the air and slowly lit up. Immediately, the entire Daishui River was covered with radiance, which was extremely poignant.
Seeing this scene, everyone's minds couldn't help but become ethereal. Suddenly, Wu Xiuxian's figure flickered, and one person turned into two people, one holding the flute, and the other playing the zither. The sound of the piano is melodious, the sound of the piano is low, sometimes the sound of the piano is mellow, and the sound of the flute is far away.
An ensemble of qin and flute, accompanied by the world of light and shadow created by colorful glazed lamps, makes people intoxicated unconsciously.
The sound of the flute and the zither came to an end, and there was thunderous applause in the venue. Inside the gauze tent on the high platform, Nvsheng Ning stood up, "Dare to ask friends of martial arts what is this song, it is so touching, I have never heard it before." .”
Wu Xiuxian said with a smile, "This is written by Xu Yanzhi by Kong Kongke, and it's called "Swordsman". I'm not wrong, Xu Yi."
Xu Yi scolded his mother in his heart, this person surnamed Wu was clearly after him, this stall, playing "Swordsman" is nothing more than that, but Xu Yanzhi was also brought out, which is tantamount to wanting Ning Nusheng to say, This kid misbehaved, pretended to be romantic, and showed mercy everywhere.
Originally, he didn't think about it, Wu Xiuxian's reaction was too much.
However, Xu Yi underestimated himself, his reputation as a vain guest was too great.
It would be fine if it was just a shocking literary name. In the battle of Ling'ao Island, he was the first person in three thousand years to call out the title.
Wu Xiuxian was indeed interested in Ning Wuyou, all the lords in the room regarded him as a running dog, only this Xu Yi, he was extremely afraid of, and believed that he was a great threat.
Therefore, after hearing about Xu Yi's tossing in the Wangbei Tower, Wu Xiuxian began to make preparations, so there were frequent cold arrows at this moment.
Wu Xiuxian said with a smile, "Your Ning Daoyou's musical attainments are not inferior to Danqing's skills. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to play the piano and flute with Ning Daoyou once."
Ning Wuyou said, "I'm sorry, fellow martial artist, I'm still immersed in the mysterious artistic conception of Xiaoao Jianghu, and I don't have the heart to play the piano or flute."
A look of sadness flashed in Wu Xiuxian's eyes, "Forget it, this colorful sky lantern is given to Fellow Daoist Ning, and I hope Fellow Daoist will not dislike it."
Ning Wuyou said, "Then thank you Martial Daoyoumei..."
Unexpectedly, before Ning Wuyou could finish his sentence, the entire Tianyu colorful lamp suddenly exploded, and at this moment, the entire Tianyu colorful lamp passed by Wu Xiuxian and floated to Xu Yi's side.
"How dare you destroy my treasure."
Wu Xiuxian jumped up and stared at Xu Yi, his eyes almost spit fire.
There was an uproar in the audience.
"Xu, you are too crazy, don't think that there are a few crappy shrimps that have been wiped out on Ling'ao Island, so you dare to deceive me that there is no one in Beitianting."
"The person surnamed Xu is so bold that he dares to cause trouble here, it's simply too deceitful."
Immediately, someone shouted and cursed loudly, and in a few words, Xu Yi's crime was confirmed.
Xu Yi got up slowly, staring at Wu Xiu Xiandao, "Why should you be aggressive, fellow martial artist? Xu and Your Excellency are just meeting each other for the first time, so I really don't know how to offend Your Excellency, so you want Your Excellency to deliberately target you like this."
Wu Xiuxian said in a cold voice, "Don't think too highly of yourself, thinking that if someone steals a secret hand, you will be unnoticed, isn't it because Wu Mou suggested not to mention poetry tonight, you hold grudges in your heart, and quietly broke XX's colorful sky lantern, dare to do it Don't you dare to do it?"
Xu Yi smiled and said, "Forget it, I'm the one who destroyed the bento, but since your Excellency gave it to Ning Sheng, it will belong to Ning Sheng. If I make compensation, I should also compensate Ning Sheng. Why bother Your Excellency?"
Saying that, he clenched his fists at Ning Wuyou and said, "How to compensate, I ask Ning Sheng to express it."
Wu Xiuxian was deliberate, and there were a bunch of idiots waving their flags, and what he encountered was this hard-to-prove case. Instead of wasting saliva, it is better to give the ball to Ning Wuyou. He also took this opportunity to have a relationship with Ning Nusheng, so as not to even talk to each other. not on.
A message came from inside the white gauze tent, "Kong Kong Ke is a famous person today. If I really let Kong Kong Ke pay me Xuan Huang Jing, I would make people laugh at me. The world attaches great importance to Kong Xu Ke's poems, and today's tassel event cannot be without Kong Xu Ke's poems." Just to add to the fun, if you feel indebted, you can keep the calligraphy."
As soon as Ning Wuyou's words fell, Wu Xiuxian's face seemed to have been soaked in strong wine. He mentioned in public that he would not mention poetry today, but Ning Wuyou wanted Xu Yi's poetry and calligraphy. He made it clear that he didn't take his proposal seriously. It almost took him out of air.
Xu Yi was also extremely surprised, no matter how Ning Nvsheng was his fan, she wouldn't have humiliated Wu Xiuxian like this.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the field was extremely weird.
Wu Xiuxian stood up, "What fellow Taoist Ning said is very true. Other people's poems are naturally not worth mentioning, but your poems and essays by Xu Yi have always been famous all over the world. Since today is a grand event, just one poem is enough. I heard you There used to be a new song with a glass of wine, and dozens of famous works. Today, there is a gathering of talents. I think you have never participated in such a high-level event. If you don’t have three or five hundred masterpieces, how can you be convinced? Why, dignified empty guest It can't be done."
Xu Yidao, "What are three or five hundred poems? How difficult is it to have a thousand poems. But, why should I listen to fellow martial arts?"