Bai Xuan, who was on the side, roughly reacted and looked embarrassed, saying: "What should we do? Someone wants to deliberately embarrass Hua'er? No wonder the previous celebrity scoring session had such a result... This... Alas, It's all my fault, Hua'er, it's all my fault. If I hadn't asked you to participate in the Oiran competition before, there wouldn't have been so many twists and turns. Maybe by now, you would have successfully deregistered and lived and traveled with Mr. Li. Now... Sigh. "
"You specialize in Taoism, and your true combat power is definitely beyond your own imagination. Tonight may be an opportunity for you to verify what you have learned." Li Mu was full of confidence in Hua Xiangrong and said: "When the time comes, you will find out how vulnerable those so-called famous masters and strong men are in front of you."
Xin'er then grimaced.
hair. host. Who is the seat
On the main stage, more than a dozen poems have been hung.
This name sounds weird.
"Nothing is wrong." Li Mu was confident: "This oiran is destined to be a flower girl. Not everything in this world is in the hands of the so-called upper-class dignitaries. The great leader Chairman Mao has taught us that the masses of the people He is the driver of the wheel of history.”
Every time a poem is hung, a dedicated person will read it aloud, and through some loudspeaker magician formations, it will be transmitted to the entire Liufang Street for everyone to comment and appreciate.
Li Mu, Hua Xiangrong and Xin'er were the only three people left in the tent.
She blamed herself.
hair. host. Who is the seat
Hua Xiangrong didn't speak. She didn't want to put too much pressure on Li Mu, let alone embarrass him. She just gently held Li Mu's arm with both hands. Even if she died, she would never bow to other men again.
Yes.
"You specialize in Taoism, and your true combat power is definitely beyond your own imagination. Tonight may be an opportunity for you to verify what you have learned." Li Mu was full of confidence in Hua Xiangrong and said: "When the time comes, you will find out how vulnerable those so-called famous masters and strong men are in front of you."
Yes.
Xin'er: "?"
Bai Xuan, who was on the side, roughly reacted and looked embarrassed, saying: "What should we do? Someone wants to deliberately embarrass Hua'er? No wonder the previous celebrity scoring session had such a result... This... Alas, It's all my fault, Hua'er, it's all my fault. If I hadn't asked you to participate in the Oiran competition before, there wouldn't have been so many twists and turns. Maybe by now, you would have successfully deregistered and lived and traveled with Mr. Li. Now... Sigh. "
The maid Xiner's eyes lit up and she said: "Yes, yes, now is an opportunity. Mr. Li, you take the young lady away, and I will stay and cooperate with Bai's mother to confuse them. If the people from the Jiaofang Department see me here, they will definitely not I would have thought that the lady has already left." With Li Mu's strength, it was easy for him to take a person out of Chang'an City without anyone noticing.
Li Mu couldn't help but take a high look at this mamasang.
As far as Li Mu's three previous poems are concerned, [Inscription on a Humble Room], [Poetry on a Beauty] and [Clouds Think of Clothes and Flowers Think of Faces] are all amazing, but they can only be regarded as century-old poems. Among them, [Poetry of a Beauty] may be It is a higher level than the ordinary century-old poems, but it has not yet reached the standard of thousand-year poems.
Li Mu is still a little selfish in his heart.
"I'll write now." Li Mu stood up with a smile. The maid Xiner had arranged the table. Li Mu put the pen in front of the table and said to himself: "Well, what should I write?"
The maid Xiner's eyes lit up and she said: "Yes, yes, now is an opportunity. Mr. Li, you take the young lady away, and I will stay and cooperate with Bai's mother to confuse them. If the people from the Jiaofang Department see me here, they will definitely not I would have thought that the lady has already left." With Li Mu's strength, it was easy for him to take a person out of Chang'an City without anyone noticing.
However, Li Mu's confidence really infected them.
It's still a bit humane. What I didn't expect at first was that it wasn't that Hua Xiangrong would harm Wen Shengzhai's interests if there were more Hua Xiangrong, but that she was thinking about Hua Xiangrong's safety... It can be seen that she still really cares about Hua Xiangrong. As her own sister.
For many literary talents, the Oiran Competition is also an opportunity to become famous. Maybe a poem can be written and become famous all over the world.
This name sounds weird.
"Nothing is wrong." Li Mu was confident: "This oiran is destined to be a flower girl. Not everything in this world is in the hands of the so-called upper-class dignitaries. The great leader Chairman Mao has taught us that the masses of the people He is the driver of the wheel of history.”
But if Hua Xiangrong is to grow into a helper for him in the future, these experiences now are inevitable.
Li Mu's eyes lit up and he started writing on the paper.
Zheng Cunjian felt powerless for a moment.
"No, how can I leave you..." Hua Xiangrong said anxiously. In her mind, Xin'er is a maid in name, but in fact, she is just like a biological sister. How can she be willing to leave Xin'er here, and , it is conceivable that once Jiaofangsi discovers the truth, Xin'er's fate will be worse than death.
"Oh? Forget about that." Li Mu slapped his forehead. He was thinking about other things before, and he really forgot about copying poems, uh, no, writing poems.
However, I have to admit that this poem written for Xue Rui is indeed extremely brilliant. If you look carefully, it is still better than Si Yuhua's poem.
Li Mu said angrily and amusingly: "Don't come up with blind ideas. You can go anywhere. If you want to go, you have to take the oiran and beat up the bad guys before you leave."
However, how can it be so easy to write a thousand-year-old poem
"Otherwise, I'll go back and ask the prefect to come forward..." In fact, he was not sure.
"No, how can I leave you..." Hua Xiangrong said anxiously. In her mind, Xin'er is a maid in name, but in fact, she is just like a biological sister. How can she be willing to leave Xin'er here, and , it is conceivable that once Jiaofangsi discovers the truth, Xin'er's fate will be worse than death.
Li Mu stopped teasing her and turned around to tell Hua Xiangrong some things. He gave her instructions on how to defend and counterattack when she encounters a master. The most important thing is of course to be invincible first. The application of shield method is especially important. Then, he gave Hua Xiangrong some disposable consumable Taoist artifacts that had been refined in the past few days, and told her how to use them.
"You specialize in Taoism, and your true combat power is definitely beyond your own imagination. Tonight may be an opportunity for you to verify what you have learned." Li Mu was full of confidence in Hua Xiangrong and said: "When the time comes, you will find out how vulnerable those so-called famous masters and strong men are in front of you."
Zheng Cunjian felt powerless for a moment.
Because this poem is indeed well written, and it can be called a masterpiece among the several poems posted before.
As far as Li Mu's three previous poems are concerned, [Inscription on a Humble Room], [Poetry on a Beauty] and [Clouds Think of Clothes and Flowers Think of Faces] are all amazing, but they can only be regarded as century-old poems. Among them, [Poetry of a Beauty] may be It is a higher level than the ordinary century-old poems, but it has not yet reached the standard of thousand-year poems.
He looked up and saw the bright moonlight shining in from the patio at the top of the tent. He suddenly remembered that before, when Hua Xiangrong danced alluringly on the main stage, the moonlight in the sky shone on her body. At that moment, this white girl The fairy seemed to be flying away in the wind and transforming into an immortal. The brilliance of the moon shone on her alone.
At this time, the maid Xiner also became anxious.
The famous prostitute Xue Rui caused a sensation after she came to Chang'an City, and her temporary residence was at Hanshan Academy, so Tie Zhan supported Xue Rui, which was expected by many people.
However, how can it be so easy to write a thousand-year-old poem
After doing all this, Li Mu closed his eyes and practiced in the open hood, using his innate skills to adjust his condition.
"Go back, do whatever you have to do." Li Mu waved his hand and sent Zheng Cunjian and Bai Xuan away.
"But..." Bai Xuan lacked confidence.
Hua Xiangrong didn't speak. She didn't want to put too much pressure on Li Mu, let alone embarrass him. She just gently held Li Mu's arm with both hands. Even if she died, she would never bow to other men again.
Bai Xuan: "?"
How long has this been going on? Why is Master Li still so careless
hair. host. Who is the seat
It's still a bit humane. What I didn't expect at first was that it wasn't that Hua Xiangrong would harm Wen Shengzhai's interests if there were more Hua Xiangrong, but that she was thinking about Hua Xiangrong's safety... It can be seen that she still really cares about Hua Xiangrong. As her own sister.
For many literary talents, the Oiran Competition is also an opportunity to become famous. Maybe a poem can be written and become famous all over the world.
…
"I'll write now." Li Mu stood up with a smile. The maid Xiner had arranged the table. Li Mu put the pen in front of the table and said to himself: "Well, what should I write?"
Li Mu laughed and said, "Why are everyone looking like this? It's not like the sky is falling. Besides, even if it does fall, I will let it grow back."
Xin'er then grimaced.
However, how can it be so easy to write a thousand-year-old poem
After all, in front of a truly thousand-year-old poem that can shake people's hearts, those celebrities have to consider their own reputation and dare not succumb to the powerful. Otherwise, their face and glory will be forever with this thousand-year poem. Nailed to the pillar of shame.
However, I have to admit that this poem written for Xue Rui is indeed extremely brilliant. If you look carefully, it is still better than Si Yuhua's poem.
To be honest, for Earthling Li Mu, the so-called deportation is just a formality. He wants to take Hua Xiangrong and leave, who dares to stop him
"Otherwise, I'll go back and ask the prefect to come forward..." In fact, he was not sure.
Hua Xiangrong: "?"
Hua Xiangrong nodded obediently and listened carefully.
Hua Xiangrong nodded in agreement.
"Oh? Forget about that." Li Mu slapped his forehead. He was thinking about other things before, and he really forgot about copying poems, uh, no, writing poems.
He looked up and saw the bright moonlight shining in from the patio at the top of the tent. He suddenly remembered that before, when Hua Xiangrong danced alluringly on the main stage, the moonlight in the sky shone on her body. At that moment, this white girl The fairy seemed to be flying away in the wind and transforming into an immortal. The brilliance of the moon shone on her alone.
Bai Xuan thought for a while and said: "Master Li, why don't you take Hua'er away now? Before the Oiran competition is over, those people will definitely not be able to react. When you leave the city, the sky is vast and the rivers and lakes are vast. Even if you are a prince of the empire, looking for you is like looking for a needle in a haystack."
Bai Xuan, who was on the side, roughly reacted and looked embarrassed, saying: "What should we do? Someone wants to deliberately embarrass Hua'er? No wonder the previous celebrity scoring session had such a result... This... Alas, It's all my fault, Hua'er, it's all my fault. If I hadn't asked you to participate in the Oiran competition before, there wouldn't have been so many twists and turns. Maybe by now, you would have successfully deregistered and lived and traveled with Mr. Li. Now... Sigh. "
"Go back, do whatever you have to do." Li Mu waved his hand and sent Zheng Cunjian and Bai Xuan away.
After Li Mu told him everything, he sighed inwardly when he saw Hua Xiangrong's innocent and trusting eyes. He didn't know whether he was helping a girl as pure as water by training her towards a Dharma god who could move the wind and rain. She was still harming her. Once she embarked on the path of cultivation, there would be no peace and drizzle, but it would always be a bloody storm.
"Go back, do whatever you have to do." Li Mu waved his hand and sent Zheng Cunjian and Bai Xuan away.
Li Mu, Hua Xiangrong and Xin'er were the only three people left in the tent.
At this time, the maid Xiner also became anxious.
Li Mu couldn't help but take a high look at this mamasang.
Bai Xuan, who was on the side, roughly reacted and looked embarrassed, saying: "What should we do? Someone wants to deliberately embarrass Hua'er? No wonder the previous celebrity scoring session had such a result... This... Alas, It's all my fault, Hua'er, it's all my fault. If I hadn't asked you to participate in the Oiran competition before, there wouldn't have been so many twists and turns. Maybe by now, you would have successfully deregistered and lived and traveled with Mr. Li. Now... Sigh. "
The maid Xiner's eyes lit up and she said: "Yes, yes, now is an opportunity. Mr. Li, you take the young lady away, and I will stay and cooperate with Bai's mother to confuse them. If the people from the Jiaofang Department see me here, they will definitely not I would have thought that the lady has already left." With Li Mu's strength, it was easy for him to take a person out of Chang'an City without anyone noticing.
Zheng Cunjian felt powerless for a moment.
To be honest, for Earthling Li Mu, the so-called deportation is just a formality. He wants to take Hua Xiangrong and leave, who dares to stop him
However, she could detect that Brother Mu was actually deliberately cultivating her ability in this area. As long as it was Brother Mu's wish, she was willing to realize it, whether she liked it or not.
"No, how can I leave you..." Hua Xiangrong said anxiously. In her mind, Xin'er is a maid in name, but in fact, she is just like a biological sister. How can she be willing to leave Xin'er here, and , it is conceivable that once Jiaofangsi discovers the truth, Xin'er's fate will be worse than death.
Li Mu couldn't help but take a high look at this mamasang.
Li Mu said angrily and amusingly: "Don't come up with blind ideas. You can go anywhere. If you want to go, you have to take the oiran and beat up the bad guys before you leave."
"Go back, do whatever you have to do." Li Mu waved his hand and sent Zheng Cunjian and Bai Xuan away.
…
Li Mu couldn't help but take a high look at this mamasang.
…
Every time a poem is hung, a dedicated person will read it aloud, and through some loudspeaker magician formations, it will be transmitted to the entire Liufang Street for everyone to comment and appreciate.
Because this poem is indeed well written, and it can be called a masterpiece among the several poems posted before.
Li Mu said angrily and amusingly: "Don't come up with blind ideas. You can go anywhere. If you want to go, you have to take the oiran and beat up the bad guys before you leave."
But if Hua Xiangrong is to grow into a helper for him in the future, these experiences now are inevitable.
"This poem by Si Yuhua is my first recommendation... The strings play the smoke, and the long sleeves are turned back to the luan to match the knot, and it is like looking in a mirror... The beauty of Si Yuhua's sleeve dance is simply brought to life." A middle-aged scribe shook his head and praised.
At this time, the maid Xiner also became anxious.
This name sounds weird.
He looked up and saw the bright moonlight shining in from the patio at the top of the tent. He suddenly remembered that before, when Hua Xiangrong danced alluringly on the main stage, the moonlight in the sky shone on her body. At that moment, this white girl The fairy seemed to be flying away in the wind and transforming into an immortal. The brilliance of the moon shone on her alone.
This sentence has been agreed by many people.
Li Mu stopped teasing her and turned around to tell Hua Xiangrong some things. He gave her instructions on how to defend and counterattack when she encounters a master. The most important thing is of course to be invincible first. The application of shield method is especially important. Then, he gave Hua Xiangrong some disposable consumable Taoist artifacts that had been refined in the past few days, and told her how to use them.
"But..." Bai Xuan lacked confidence.
Bai Xuan no longer had much hope in her heart, but she treated a dead horse as a living horse doctor, so she waited aside and watched Li Mu write poetry. However, as she watched, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then because of excitement, His whole body trembled.
She blamed herself.
At this time, the maid Xiner also became anxious.
"Nothing is wrong." Li Mu was confident: "This oiran is destined to be a flower girl. Not everything in this world is in the hands of the so-called upper-class dignitaries. The great leader Chairman Mao has taught us that the masses of the people He is the driver of the wheel of history.”
Bai Xuan thought for a while and said: "Master Li, why don't you take Hua'er away now? Before the Oiran competition is over, those people will definitely not be able to react. When you leave the city, the sky is vast and the rivers and lakes are vast. Even if you are a prince of the empire, looking for you is like looking for a needle in a haystack."
Li Mu is still a little selfish in his heart.
However, how can it be so easy to write a thousand-year-old poem
Bai Xuan suddenly felt despair again.
Hua Xiangrong: "?"
Bai Xuan, who was on the side, roughly reacted and looked embarrassed, saying: "What should we do? Someone wants to deliberately embarrass Hua'er? No wonder the previous celebrity scoring session had such a result... This... Alas, It's all my fault, Hua'er, it's all my fault. If I hadn't asked you to participate in the Oiran competition before, there wouldn't have been so many twists and turns. Maybe by now, you would have successfully deregistered and lived and traveled with Mr. Li. Now... Sigh. "
"That's not necessarily the case. This poem about Fufeng, Xue Rui, Xue and everyone is also eye-catching... Haha, the distant mountains have long eyebrows and thin willow waists. Put off your makeup and stand in the spring breeze. Smile with a thousand pieces of gold and return to Fengcheng. At that time, I talked about the brothel road. I have seen Yingchuan flowers all over, but they are not as good as Xue Rui... Especially this sentence, a smile costs a lot of money, can be called a quatrain." Tie Zhan, the dean of Hanshan Academy, is also one of the critics, and he highly appreciates it. typical.
Hua Xiangrong didn't speak. She didn't want to put too much pressure on Li Mu, let alone embarrass him. She just gently held Li Mu's arm with both hands. Even if she died, she would never bow to other men again.
Hua Xiangrong: "?"
"I'll write now." Li Mu stood up with a smile. The maid Xiner had arranged the table. Li Mu put the pen in front of the table and said to himself: "Well, what should I write?"
She blamed herself.
"Nothing is wrong." Li Mu was confident: "This oiran is destined to be a flower girl. Not everything in this world is in the hands of the so-called upper-class dignitaries. The great leader Chairman Mao has taught us that the masses of the people He is the driver of the wheel of history.”
"Otherwise, I'll go back and ask the prefect to come forward..." In fact, he was not sure.
Bai Xuan: "?"
So when Bai Xuan came in to ask, she was hopeful, but not too hopeful.
"You specialize in Taoism, and your true combat power is definitely beyond your own imagination. Tonight may be an opportunity for you to verify what you have learned." Li Mu was full of confidence in Hua Xiangrong and said: "When the time comes, you will find out how vulnerable those so-called famous masters and strong men are in front of you."
Zheng Cunjian: "?"
Hua Xiangrong didn't speak. She didn't want to put too much pressure on Li Mu, let alone embarrass him. She just gently held Li Mu's arm with both hands. Even if she died, she would never bow to other men again.
"Otherwise, I'll go back and ask the prefect to come forward..." In fact, he was not sure.
Bai Xuan suddenly felt despair again.
In fact, she has no interest in killing people.
Xin'er then grimaced.
"Go back, do whatever you have to do." Li Mu waved his hand and sent Zheng Cunjian and Bai Xuan away.
Li Mu, Hua Xiangrong and Xin'er were the only three people left in the tent.
Xin'er: "?"
hair. host. Who is the seat
Li Mu is still a little selfish in his heart.
Every time a poem is hung, a dedicated person will read it aloud, and through some loudspeaker magician formations, it will be transmitted to the entire Liufang Street for everyone to comment and appreciate.
"Nothing is wrong." Li Mu was confident: "This oiran is destined to be a flower girl. Not everything in this world is in the hands of the so-called upper-class dignitaries. The great leader Chairman Mao has taught us that the masses of the people He is the driver of the wheel of history.”
After a stick of incense, Bai Xuan came in again and said: "It's the last stage of poetry evaluation. I wonder if Mr. Li has prepared poems for Hua'er?" If Hua Xiangrong can turn over and become the oiran tonight? If there is a chance, this is the last level. If Li Mu can write a thousand-year poem that resonates with everyone on the scene, he can change the results of the second round of celebrity scoring and win the championship.
Zheng Cunjian felt powerless for a moment.
After a stick of incense, Bai Xuan came in again and said: "It's the last stage of poetry evaluation. I wonder if Mr. Li has prepared poems for Hua'er?" If Hua Xiangrong can turn over and become the oiran tonight? If there is a chance, this is the last level. If Li Mu can write a thousand-year poem that resonates with everyone on the scene, he can change the results of the second round of celebrity scoring and win the championship.
However, how can it be so easy to write a thousand-year-old poem
hair. host. Who is the seat
At this time, the maid Xiner also became anxious.
Xin'er then grimaced.
"Go back, do whatever you have to do." Li Mu waved his hand and sent Zheng Cunjian and Bai Xuan away.
Li Mu's eyes lit up and he started writing on the paper.
Bai Xuan no longer had much hope in her heart, but she treated a dead horse as a living horse doctor, so she waited aside and watched Li Mu write poetry. However, as she watched, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then because of excitement, His whole body trembled.
Li Mu laughed and said, "Why are everyone looking like this? It's not like the sky is falling. Besides, even if it does fall, I will let it grow back."
As far as Li Mu's three previous poems are concerned, [Inscription on a Humble Room], [Poetry on a Beauty] and [Clouds Think of Clothes and Flowers Think of Faces] are all amazing, but they can only be regarded as century-old poems. Among them, [Poetry of a Beauty] may be It is a higher level than the ordinary century-old poems, but it has not yet reached the standard of thousand-year poems.
This sentence has been agreed by many people.
This name sounds weird.
After Li Mu told him everything, he sighed inwardly when he saw Hua Xiangrong's innocent and trusting eyes. He didn't know whether he was helping a girl as pure as water by training her towards a Dharma god who could move the wind and rain. She was still harming her. Once she embarked on the path of cultivation, there would be no peace and drizzle, but it would always be a bloody storm.
He looked up and saw the bright moonlight shining in from the patio at the top of the tent. He suddenly remembered that before, when Hua Xiangrong danced alluringly on the main stage, the moonlight in the sky shone on her body. At that moment, this white girl The fairy seemed to be flying away in the wind and transforming into an immortal. The brilliance of the moon shone on her alone.
However, Li Mu's confidence really infected them.
"Oh? Forget about that." Li Mu slapped his forehead. He was thinking about other things before, and he really forgot about copying poems, uh, no, writing poems.
"That's not necessarily the case. This poem about Fufeng, Xue Rui, Xue and everyone is also eye-catching... Haha, the distant mountains have long eyebrows and thin willow waists. Put off your makeup and stand in the spring breeze. Smile with a thousand pieces of gold and return to Fengcheng. At that time, I talked about the brothel road. I have seen Yingchuan flowers all over, but they are not as good as Xue Rui... Especially this sentence, a smile costs a lot of money, can be called a quatrain." Tie Zhan, the dean of Hanshan Academy, is also one of the critics, and he highly appreciates it. typical.
"But..." Bai Xuan lacked confidence.
This sentence has been agreed by many people.
Hua Xiangrong nodded obediently and listened carefully.
It's still a bit humane. What I didn't expect at first was that it wasn't that Hua Xiangrong would harm Wen Shengzhai's interests if there were more Hua Xiangrong, but that she was thinking about Hua Xiangrong's safety... It can be seen that she still really cares about Hua Xiangrong. As her own sister.
However, how can it be so easy to write a thousand-year-old poem
"Go back, do whatever you have to do." Li Mu waved his hand and sent Zheng Cunjian and Bai Xuan away.
"Otherwise, I'll go back and ask the prefect to come forward..." In fact, he was not sure.
Every time a poem is hung, a dedicated person will read it aloud, and through some loudspeaker magician formations, it will be transmitted to the entire Liufang Street for everyone to comment and appreciate.
Li Mu, Hua Xiangrong and Xin'er were the only three people left in the tent.
"This poem by Si Yuhua is my first recommendation... The strings play the smoke, and the long sleeves are turned back to the luan to match the knot, and it is like looking in a mirror... The beauty of Si Yuhua's sleeve dance is simply brought to life." A middle-aged scribe shook his head and praised.
hair. host. Who is the seat
"Nothing is wrong." Li Mu was confident: "This oiran is destined to be a flower girl. Not everything in this world is in the hands of the so-called upper-class dignitaries. The great leader Chairman Mao has taught us that the masses of the people He is the driver of the wheel of history.”
This name sounds weird.
"If a fight breaks out tonight, Hua'er, just protect Xin'er, and leave the rest to me." Li Mu planned ahead and made some arrangements. He had an intuition that something big would happen tonight.
"Nothing is wrong." Li Mu was confident: "This oiran is destined to be a flower girl. Not everything in this world is in the hands of the so-called upper-class dignitaries. The great leader Chairman Mao has taught us that the masses of the people He is the driver of the wheel of history.”
"Oh? Forget about that." Li Mu slapped his forehead. He was thinking about other things before, and he really forgot about copying poems, uh, no, writing poems.
But if Hua Xiangrong is to grow into a helper for him in the future, these experiences now are inevitable.
However, I have to admit that this poem written for Xue Rui is indeed extremely brilliant. If you look carefully, it is still better than Si Yuhua's poem.
"Master, is it dangerous?" Xin'er asked, blinking. She was still worried about Hua Xiangrong.
Bai Xuan no longer had much hope in her heart, but she treated a dead horse as a living horse doctor, so she waited aside and watched Li Mu write poetry. However, as she watched, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then because of excitement, His whole body trembled.
As far as Li Mu's three previous poems are concerned, [Inscription on a Humble Room], [Poetry on a Beauty] and [Clouds Think of Clothes and Flowers Think of Faces] are all amazing, but they can only be regarded as century-old poems. Among them, [Poetry of a Beauty] may be It is a higher level than the ordinary century-old poems, but it has not yet reached the standard of thousand-year poems.
"Oh? Forget about that." Li Mu slapped his forehead. He was thinking about other things before, and he really forgot about copying poems, uh, no, writing poems.
Hua Xiangrong nodded in agreement.
However, she could detect that Brother Mu was actually deliberately cultivating her ability in this area. As long as it was Brother Mu's wish, she was willing to realize it, whether she liked it or not.
Bai Xuan no longer had much hope in her heart, but she treated a dead horse as a living horse doctor, so she waited aside and watched Li Mu write poetry. However, as she watched, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then because of excitement, His whole body trembled.
"Master, is it dangerous?" Xin'er asked, blinking. She was still worried about Hua Xiangrong.
The famous prostitute Xue Rui caused a sensation after she came to Chang'an City, and her temporary residence was at Hanshan Academy, so Tie Zhan supported Xue Rui, which was expected by many people.
It can be seen that poetry plays a role in the oiran selection competition.
"Master, is it dangerous?" Xin'er asked, blinking. She was still worried about Hua Xiangrong.
Hua Xiangrong: "?"
It can be seen that poetry plays a role in the oiran selection competition.
Li Mu said: "Yes, it is very dangerous... It is not dangerous for the enemy."
…
Bai Xuan no longer had much hope in her heart, but she treated a dead horse as a living horse doctor, so she waited aside and watched Li Mu write poetry. However, as she watched, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then because of excitement, His whole body trembled.
Hua Xiangrong nodded in agreement.
Li Mu said angrily and amusingly: "Don't come up with blind ideas. You can go anywhere. If you want to go, you have to take the oiran and beat up the bad guys before you leave."
Li Mu's eyes lit up and he started writing on the paper.
…
He looked up and saw the bright moonlight shining in from the patio at the top of the tent. He suddenly remembered that before, when Hua Xiangrong danced alluringly on the main stage, the moonlight in the sky shone on her body. At that moment, this white girl The fairy seemed to be flying away in the wind and transforming into an immortal. The brilliance of the moon shone on her alone.
It's still a bit humane. What I didn't expect at first was that it wasn't that Hua Xiangrong would harm Wen Shengzhai's interests if there were more Hua Xiangrong, but that she was thinking about Hua Xiangrong's safety... It can be seen that she still really cares about Hua Xiangrong. As her own sister.
Xin'er then grimaced.
After all, in front of a truly thousand-year-old poem that can shake people's hearts, those celebrities have to consider their own reputation and dare not succumb to the powerful. Otherwise, their face and glory will be forever with this thousand-year poem. Nailed to the pillar of shame.
Zheng Cunjian felt powerless for a moment.
Li Mu laughed and said, "Why are everyone looking like this? It's not like the sky is falling. Besides, even if it does fall, I will let it grow back."
To be honest, for Earthling Li Mu, the so-called deportation is just a formality. He wants to take Hua Xiangrong and leave, who dares to stop him
How long has this been going on? Why is Master Li still so careless
Bai Xuan thought for a while and said: "Master Li, why don't you take Hua'er away now? Before the Oiran competition is over, those people will definitely not be able to react. When you leave the city, the sky is vast and the rivers and lakes are vast. Even if you are a prince of the empire, looking for you is like looking for a needle in a haystack."
Hua Xiangrong nodded in agreement.
Bai Xuan: "?"
Because this poem is indeed well written, and it can be called a masterpiece among the several poems posted before.
Xin'er then grimaced.
After a stick of incense, Bai Xuan came in again and said: "It's the last stage of poetry evaluation. I wonder if Mr. Li has prepared poems for Hua'er?" If Hua Xiangrong can turn over and become the oiran tonight? If there is a chance, this is the last level. If Li Mu can write a thousand-year poem that resonates with everyone on the scene, he can change the results of the second round of celebrity scoring and win the championship.
Bai Xuan: "?"
Li Mu stopped teasing her and turned around to tell Hua Xiangrong some things. He gave her instructions on how to defend and counterattack when she encounters a master. The most important thing is of course to be invincible first. The application of shield method is especially important. Then, he gave Hua Xiangrong some disposable consumable Taoist artifacts that had been refined in the past few days, and told her how to use them.
However, she could detect that Brother Mu was actually deliberately cultivating her ability in this area. As long as it was Brother Mu's wish, she was willing to realize it, whether she liked it or not.
"You specialize in Taoism, and your true combat power is definitely beyond your own imagination. Tonight may be an opportunity for you to verify what you have learned." Li Mu was full of confidence in Hua Xiangrong and said: "When the time comes, you will find out how vulnerable those so-called famous masters and strong men are in front of you."
Li Mu is still a little selfish in his heart.
Li Mu, Hua Xiangrong and Xin'er were the only three people left in the tent.
However, she could detect that Brother Mu was actually deliberately cultivating her ability in this area. As long as it was Brother Mu's wish, she was willing to realize it, whether she liked it or not.
Hua Xiangrong didn't speak. She didn't want to put too much pressure on Li Mu, let alone embarrass him. She just gently held Li Mu's arm with both hands. Even if she died, she would never bow to other men again.
"You specialize in Taoism, and your true combat power is definitely beyond your own imagination. Tonight may be an opportunity for you to verify what you have learned." Li Mu was full of confidence in Hua Xiangrong and said: "When the time comes, you will find out how vulnerable those so-called famous masters and strong men are in front of you."
…
It can be seen that poetry plays a role in the oiran selection competition.
Bai Xuan, who was on the side, roughly reacted and looked embarrassed, saying: "What should we do? Someone wants to deliberately embarrass Hua'er? No wonder the previous celebrity scoring session had such a result... This... Alas, It's all my fault, Hua'er, it's all my fault. If I hadn't asked you to participate in the Oiran competition before, there wouldn't have been so many twists and turns. Maybe by now, you would have successfully deregistered and lived and traveled with Mr. Li. Now... Sigh. "
At this time, the maid Xiner also became anxious.
In fact, she has no interest in killing people.
Hua Xiangrong nodded obediently and listened carefully.
In fact, she has no interest in killing people.
However, Li Mu's confidence really infected them.
However, she could detect that Brother Mu was actually deliberately cultivating her ability in this area. As long as it was Brother Mu's wish, she was willing to realize it, whether she liked it or not.
Hua Xiangrong nodded in agreement.
"Go back, do whatever you have to do." Li Mu waved his hand and sent Zheng Cunjian and Bai Xuan away.
Xin'er then grimaced.
Bai Xuan thought for a while and said: "Master Li, why don't you take Hua'er away now? Before the Oiran competition is over, those people will definitely not be able to react. When you leave the city, the sky is vast and the rivers and lakes are vast. Even if you are a prince of the empire, looking for you is like looking for a needle in a haystack."
Hua Xiangrong: "?"
In fact, she has no interest in killing people.
"Go back, do whatever you have to do." Li Mu waved his hand and sent Zheng Cunjian and Bai Xuan away.
Xin'er: "?"
He looked up and saw the bright moonlight shining in from the patio at the top of the tent. He suddenly remembered that before, when Hua Xiangrong danced alluringly on the main stage, the moonlight in the sky shone on her body. At that moment, this white girl The fairy seemed to be flying away in the wind and transforming into an immortal. The brilliance of the moon shone on her alone.
However, she could detect that Brother Mu was actually deliberately cultivating her ability in this area. As long as it was Brother Mu's wish, she was willing to realize it, whether she liked it or not.
This sentence has been agreed by many people.
So when Bai Xuan came in to ask, she was hopeful, but not too hopeful.
He looked up and saw the bright moonlight shining in from the patio at the top of the tent. He suddenly remembered that before, when Hua Xiangrong danced alluringly on the main stage, the moonlight in the sky shone on her body. At that moment, this white girl The fairy seemed to be flying away in the wind and transforming into an immortal. The brilliance of the moon shone on her alone.
Xin'er then grimaced.
However, she could detect that Brother Mu was actually deliberately cultivating her ability in this area. As long as it was Brother Mu's wish, she was willing to realize it, whether she liked it or not.
"If a fight breaks out tonight, Hua'er, just protect Xin'er, and leave the rest to me." Li Mu planned ahead and made some arrangements. He had an intuition that something big would happen tonight.
It can be seen that poetry plays a role in the oiran selection competition.
Hua Xiangrong: "?"
Li Mu is still a little selfish in his heart.
Zheng Cunjian felt powerless for a moment.
"This poem by Si Yuhua is my first recommendation... The strings play the smoke, and the long sleeves are turned back to the luan to match the knot, and it is like looking in a mirror... The beauty of Si Yuhua's sleeve dance is simply brought to life." A middle-aged scribe shook his head and praised.
It's still a bit humane. What I didn't expect at first was that it wasn't that Hua Xiangrong would harm Wen Shengzhai's interests if there were more Hua Xiangrong, but that she was thinking about Hua Xiangrong's safety... It can be seen that she still really cares about Hua Xiangrong. As her own sister.
After Li Mu told him everything, he sighed inwardly when he saw Hua Xiangrong's innocent and trusting eyes. He didn't know whether he was helping a girl as pure as water by training her towards a Dharma god who could move the wind and rain. She was still harming her. Once she embarked on the path of cultivation, there would be no peace and drizzle, but it would always be a bloody storm.
However, Li Mu's confidence really infected them.
Zheng Cunjian felt powerless for a moment.
Bai Xuan thought for a while and said: "Master Li, why don't you take Hua'er away now? Before the Oiran competition is over, those people will definitely not be able to react. When you leave the city, the sky is vast and the rivers and lakes are vast. Even if you are a prince of the empire, looking for you is like looking for a needle in a haystack."
Bai Xuan suddenly felt despair again.
"Otherwise, I'll go back and ask the prefect to come forward..." In fact, he was not sure.
"Nothing is wrong." Li Mu was confident: "This oiran is destined to be a flower girl. Not everything in this world is in the hands of the so-called upper-class dignitaries. The great leader Chairman Mao has taught us that the masses of the people He is the driver of the wheel of history.”
This name sounds weird.
But if Hua Xiangrong is to grow into a helper for him in the future, these experiences now are inevitable.
To be honest, for Earthling Li Mu, the so-called deportation is just a formality. He wants to take Hua Xiangrong and leave, who dares to stop him
Bai Xuan: "?"
Every time a poem is hung, a dedicated person will read it aloud, and through some loudspeaker magician formations, it will be transmitted to the entire Liufang Street for everyone to comment and appreciate.
But if Hua Xiangrong is to grow into a helper for him in the future, these experiences now are inevitable.
Xin'er: "?"
After doing all this, Li Mu closed his eyes and practiced in the open hood, using his innate skills to adjust his condition.
"If a fight breaks out tonight, Hua'er, just protect Xin'er, and leave the rest to me." Li Mu planned ahead and made some arrangements. He had an intuition that something big would happen tonight.
Li Mu is still a little selfish in his heart.
"Oh? Forget about that." Li Mu slapped his forehead. He was thinking about other things before, and he really forgot about copying poems, uh, no, writing poems.
It can be seen that poetry plays a role in the oiran selection competition.
Bai Xuan: "?"
After doing all this, Li Mu closed his eyes and practiced in the open hood, using his innate skills to adjust his condition.
Li Mu's eyes lit up and he started writing on the paper.
Bai Xuan no longer had much hope in her heart, but she treated a dead horse as a living horse doctor, so she waited aside and watched Li Mu write poetry. However, as she watched, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then because of excitement, His whole body trembled.
"Oh? Forget about that." Li Mu slapped his forehead. He was thinking about other things before, and he really forgot about copying poems, uh, no, writing poems.
"Nothing is wrong." Li Mu was confident: "This oiran is destined to be a flower girl. Not everything in this world is in the hands of the so-called upper-class dignitaries. The great leader Chairman Mao has taught us that the masses of the people He is the driver of the wheel of history.”
After a stick of incense, Bai Xuan came in again and said: "It's the last stage of poetry evaluation. I wonder if Mr. Li has prepared poems for Hua'er?" If Hua Xiangrong can turn over and become the oiran tonight? If there is a chance, this is the last level. If Li Mu can write a thousand-year poem that resonates with everyone on the scene, he can change the results of the second round of celebrity scoring and win the championship.
Hua Xiangrong: "?"
After a stick of incense, Bai Xuan came in again and said: "It's the last stage of poetry evaluation. I wonder if Mr. Li has prepared poems for Hua'er?" If Hua Xiangrong can turn over and become the oiran tonight? If there is a chance, this is the last level. If Li Mu can write a thousand-year poem that resonates with everyone on the scene, he can change the results of the second round of celebrity scoring and win the championship.
"This poem by Si Yuhua is my first recommendation... The strings play the smoke, and the long sleeves are turned back to the luan to match the knot, and it is like looking in a mirror... The beauty of Si Yuhua's sleeve dance is simply brought to life." A middle-aged scribe shook his head and praised.
In the VIP seats in front of the main stage, dozens of so-called 'professionals' were commenting on the poems that had been hung.
"That's not necessarily the case. This poem about Fufeng, Xue Rui, Xue and everyone is also eye-catching... Haha, the distant mountains have long eyebrows and thin willow waists. Put off your makeup and stand in the spring breeze. Smile with a thousand pieces of gold and return to Fengcheng. At that time, I talked about the brothel road. I have seen Yingchuan flowers all over, but they are not as good as Xue Rui... Especially this sentence, a smile costs a lot of money, can be called a quatrain." Tie Zhan, the dean of Hanshan Academy, is also one of the critics, and he highly appreciates it. typical.
Xin'er: "?"
Every time a poem is hung, a dedicated person will read it aloud, and through some loudspeaker magician formations, it will be transmitted to the entire Liufang Street for everyone to comment and appreciate.
After all, in front of a truly thousand-year-old poem that can shake people's hearts, those celebrities have to consider their own reputation and dare not succumb to the powerful. Otherwise, their face and glory will be forever with this thousand-year poem. Nailed to the pillar of shame.
Yes.
Hua Xiangrong didn't speak. She didn't want to put too much pressure on Li Mu, let alone embarrass him. She just gently held Li Mu's arm with both hands. Even if she died, she would never bow to other men again.
"If a fight breaks out tonight, Hua'er, just protect Xin'er, and leave the rest to me." Li Mu planned ahead and made some arrangements. He had an intuition that something big would happen tonight.
…
At this time, the maid Xiner also became anxious.
However, how can it be so easy to write a thousand-year-old poem
However, she could detect that Brother Mu was actually deliberately cultivating her ability in this area. As long as it was Brother Mu's wish, she was willing to realize it, whether she liked it or not.
They are all written by talented scribes from all walks of life for the famous prostitutes they support, or they are poems that some famous prostitutes have worked hard to obtain for themselves. They are regarded as a last ditch effort. The poems enhance the beauty, and the beauties use the poems to become famous. , this has always been a tradition. In the previous Oiran Competition, there was a famous courtesan who did not perform well during the performance due to nervousness and ranked last. However, she was very lucky to get a song for her by the contemporary Wen Zongbin. The poem he wrote made a desperate counterattack and finally won the first prize in one fell swoop.
Bai Xuan no longer had much hope in her heart, but she treated a dead horse as a living horse doctor, so she waited aside and watched Li Mu write poetry. However, as she watched, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then because of excitement, His whole body trembled.
It's still a bit humane. What I didn't expect at first was that it wasn't that Hua Xiangrong would harm Wen Shengzhai's interests if there were more Hua Xiangrong, but that she was thinking about Hua Xiangrong's safety... It can be seen that she still really cares about Hua Xiangrong. As her own sister.
This sentence has been agreed by many people.
On the main stage, more than a dozen poems have been hung.
Hua Xiangrong nodded in agreement.
As far as Li Mu's three previous poems are concerned, [Inscription on a Humble Room], [Poetry on a Beauty] and [Clouds Think of Clothes and Flowers Think of Faces] are all amazing, but they can only be regarded as century-old poems. Among them, [Poetry of a Beauty] may be It is a higher level than the ordinary century-old poems, but it has not yet reached the standard of thousand-year poems.
In the VIP seats in front of the main stage, dozens of so-called 'professionals' were commenting on the poems that had been hung.
The famous prostitute Xue Rui caused a sensation after she came to Chang'an City, and her temporary residence was at Hanshan Academy, so Tie Zhan supported Xue Rui, which was expected by many people.
Bai Xuan no longer had much hope in her heart, but she treated a dead horse as a living horse doctor, so she waited aside and watched Li Mu write poetry. However, as she watched, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then because of excitement, His whole body trembled.
Because this poem is indeed well written, and it can be called a masterpiece among the several poems posted before.
Yes.
So when Bai Xuan came in to ask, she was hopeful, but not too hopeful.
"Master, is it dangerous?" Xin'er asked, blinking. She was still worried about Hua Xiangrong.
"But..." Bai Xuan lacked confidence.
This name sounds weird.
After a stick of incense, Bai Xuan came in again and said: "It's the last stage of poetry evaluation. I wonder if Mr. Li has prepared poems for Hua'er?" If Hua Xiangrong can turn over and become the oiran tonight? If there is a chance, this is the last level. If Li Mu can write a thousand-year poem that resonates with everyone on the scene, he can change the results of the second round of celebrity scoring and win the championship.
So when Bai Xuan came in to ask, she was hopeful, but not too hopeful.
Yes.
She blamed herself.
"Oh? Forget about that." Li Mu slapped his forehead. He was thinking about other things before, and he really forgot about copying poems, uh, no, writing poems.
In the VIP seats in front of the main stage, dozens of so-called 'professionals' were commenting on the poems that had been hung.
Because this poem is indeed well written, and it can be called a masterpiece among the several poems posted before.
"Master, is it dangerous?" Xin'er asked, blinking. She was still worried about Hua Xiangrong.
Hua Xiangrong nodded in agreement.
She blamed herself.
Bai Xuan suddenly felt despair again.
They are all written by talented scribes from all walks of life for the famous prostitutes they support, or they are poems that some famous prostitutes have worked hard to obtain for themselves. They are regarded as a last ditch effort. The poems enhance the beauty, and the beauties use the poems to become famous. , this has always been a tradition. In the previous Oiran Competition, there was a famous courtesan who did not perform well during the performance due to nervousness and ranked last. However, she was very lucky to get a song for her by the contemporary Wen Zongbin. The poem he wrote made a desperate counterattack and finally won the first prize in one fell swoop.
To be honest, for Earthling Li Mu, the so-called deportation is just a formality. He wants to take Hua Xiangrong and leave, who dares to stop him
He looked up and saw the bright moonlight shining in from the patio at the top of the tent. He suddenly remembered that before, when Hua Xiangrong danced alluringly on the main stage, the moonlight in the sky shone on her body. At that moment, this white girl The fairy seemed to be flying away in the wind and transforming into an immortal. The brilliance of the moon shone on her alone.
However, Li Mu's confidence really infected them.
Bai Xuan, who was on the side, roughly reacted and looked embarrassed, saying: "What should we do? Someone wants to deliberately embarrass Hua'er? No wonder the previous celebrity scoring session had such a result... This... Alas, It's all my fault, Hua'er, it's all my fault. If I hadn't asked you to participate in the Oiran competition before, there wouldn't have been so many twists and turns. Maybe by now, you would have successfully deregistered and lived and traveled with Mr. Li. Now... Sigh. "
"Oh? Forget about that." Li Mu slapped his forehead. He was thinking about other things before, and he really forgot about copying poems, uh, no, writing poems.
"I'll write now." Li Mu stood up with a smile. The maid Xiner had arranged the table. Li Mu put the pen in front of the table and said to himself: "Well, what should I write?"
"Oh? Forget about that." Li Mu slapped his forehead. He was thinking about other things before, and he really forgot about copying poems, uh, no, writing poems.
The famous prostitute Xue Rui caused a sensation after she came to Chang'an City, and her temporary residence was at Hanshan Academy, so Tie Zhan supported Xue Rui, which was expected by many people.
…
Zheng Cunjian felt powerless for a moment.
"Nothing is wrong." Li Mu was confident: "This oiran is destined to be a flower girl. Not everything in this world is in the hands of the so-called upper-class dignitaries. The great leader Chairman Mao has taught us that the masses of the people He is the driver of the wheel of history.”
He looked up and saw the bright moonlight shining in from the patio at the top of the tent. He suddenly remembered that before, when Hua Xiangrong danced alluringly on the main stage, the moonlight in the sky shone on her body. At that moment, this white girl The fairy seemed to be flying away in the wind and transforming into an immortal. The brilliance of the moon shone on her alone.
Li Mu said: "Yes, it is very dangerous... It is not dangerous for the enemy."
For many literary talents, the Oiran Competition is also an opportunity to become famous. Maybe a poem can be written and become famous all over the world.
Yes.
Li Mu laughed and said, "Why are everyone looking like this? It's not like the sky is falling. Besides, even if it does fall, I will let it grow back."
However, she could detect that Brother Mu was actually deliberately cultivating her ability in this area. As long as it was Brother Mu's wish, she was willing to realize it, whether she liked it or not.
However, how can it be so easy to write a thousand-year-old poem
Bai Xuan: "?"
"Master, is it dangerous?" Xin'er asked, blinking. She was still worried about Hua Xiangrong.
Li Mu's eyes lit up and he started writing on the paper.
How long has this been going on? Why is Master Li still so careless
Li Mu, Hua Xiangrong and Xin'er were the only three people left in the tent.
"But..." Bai Xuan lacked confidence.
Bai Xuan suddenly felt despair again.
Zheng Cunjian felt powerless for a moment.
Bai Xuan no longer had much hope in her heart, but she treated a dead horse as a living horse doctor, so she waited aside and watched Li Mu write poetry. However, as she watched, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then because of excitement, His whole body trembled.
In the VIP seats in front of the main stage, dozens of so-called 'professionals' were commenting on the poems that had been hung.
She blamed herself.
After all, in front of a truly thousand-year-old poem that can shake people's hearts, those celebrities have to consider their own reputation and dare not succumb to the powerful. Otherwise, their face and glory will be forever with this thousand-year poem. Nailed to the pillar of shame.
"This poem by Si Yuhua is my first recommendation... The strings play the smoke, and the long sleeves are turned back to the luan to match the knot, and it is like looking in a mirror... The beauty of Si Yuhua's sleeve dance is simply brought to life." A middle-aged scribe shook his head and praised.
For many literary talents, the Oiran Competition is also an opportunity to become famous. Maybe a poem can be written and become famous all over the world.
…
Li Mu couldn't help but take a high look at this mamasang.
But if Hua Xiangrong is to grow into a helper for him in the future, these experiences now are inevitable.
Xin'er then grimaced.
After a stick of incense, Bai Xuan came in again and said: "It's the last stage of poetry evaluation. I wonder if Mr. Li has prepared poems for Hua'er?" If Hua Xiangrong can turn over and become the oiran tonight? If there is a chance, this is the last level. If Li Mu can write a thousand-year poem that resonates with everyone on the scene, he can change the results of the second round of celebrity scoring and win the championship.
"That's not necessarily the case. This poem about Fufeng, Xue Rui, Xue and everyone is also eye-catching... Haha, the distant mountains have long eyebrows and thin willow waists. Put off your makeup and stand in the spring breeze. Smile with a thousand pieces of gold and return to Fengcheng. At that time, I talked about the brothel road. I have seen Yingchuan flowers all over, but they are not as good as Xue Rui... Especially this sentence, a smile costs a lot of money, can be called a quatrain." Tie Zhan, the dean of Hanshan Academy, is also one of the critics, and he highly appreciates it. typical.
Yes.
…
Because this poem is indeed well written, and it can be called a masterpiece among the several poems posted before.
So when Bai Xuan came in to ask, she was hopeful, but not too hopeful.
Bai Xuan, who was on the side, roughly reacted and looked embarrassed, saying: "What should we do? Someone wants to deliberately embarrass Hua'er? No wonder the previous celebrity scoring session had such a result... This... Alas, It's all my fault, Hua'er, it's all my fault. If I hadn't asked you to participate in the Oiran competition before, there wouldn't have been so many twists and turns. Maybe by now, you would have successfully deregistered and lived and traveled with Mr. Li. Now... Sigh. "
"Oh? Forget about that." Li Mu slapped his forehead. He was thinking about other things before, and he really forgot about copying poems, uh, no, writing poems.
After doing all this, Li Mu closed his eyes and practiced in the open hood, using his innate skills to adjust his condition.
In the VIP seats in front of the main stage, dozens of so-called 'professionals' were commenting on the poems that had been hung.
To be honest, for Earthling Li Mu, the so-called deportation is just a formality. He wants to take Hua Xiangrong and leave, who dares to stop him
"Go back, do whatever you have to do." Li Mu waved his hand and sent Zheng Cunjian and Bai Xuan away.
On the main stage, more than a dozen poems have been hung.
Every time a poem is hung, a dedicated person will read it aloud, and through some loudspeaker magician formations, it will be transmitted to the entire Liufang Street for everyone to comment and appreciate.
However, she could detect that Brother Mu was actually deliberately cultivating her ability in this area. As long as it was Brother Mu's wish, she was willing to realize it, whether she liked it or not.
Bai Xuan suddenly felt despair again.
After all, in front of a truly thousand-year-old poem that can shake people's hearts, those celebrities have to consider their own reputation and dare not succumb to the powerful. Otherwise, their face and glory will be forever with this thousand-year poem. Nailed to the pillar of shame.
"This poem by Si Yuhua is my first recommendation... The strings play the smoke, and the long sleeves are turned back to the luan to match the knot, and it is like looking in a mirror... The beauty of Si Yuhua's sleeve dance is simply brought to life." A middle-aged scribe shook his head and praised.
So when Bai Xuan came in to ask, she was hopeful, but not too hopeful.
hair. host. Who is the seat
"I'll write now." Li Mu stood up with a smile. The maid Xiner had arranged the table. Li Mu put the pen in front of the table and said to himself: "Well, what should I write?"
They are all written by talented scribes from all walks of life for the famous prostitutes they support, or they are poems that some famous prostitutes have worked hard to obtain for themselves. They are regarded as a last ditch effort. The poems enhance the beauty, and the beauties use the poems to become famous. , this has always been a tradition. In the previous Oiran Competition, there was a famous courtesan who did not perform well during the performance due to nervousness and ranked last. However, she was very lucky to get a song for her by the contemporary Wen Zongbin. The poem he wrote made a desperate counterattack and finally won the first prize in one fell swoop.
However, I have to admit that this poem written for Xue Rui is indeed extremely brilliant. If you look carefully, it is still better than Si Yuhua's poem.
How long has this been going on? Why is Master Li still so careless
However, how can it be so easy to write a thousand-year-old poem
She blamed herself.
Li Mu stopped teasing her and turned around to tell Hua Xiangrong some things. He gave her instructions on how to defend and counterattack when she encounters a master. The most important thing is of course to be invincible first. The application of shield method is especially important. Then, he gave Hua Xiangrong some disposable consumable Taoist artifacts that had been refined in the past few days, and told her how to use them.
It can be seen that poetry plays a role in the oiran selection competition.
After Li Mu told him everything, he sighed inwardly when he saw Hua Xiangrong's innocent and trusting eyes. He didn't know whether he was helping a girl as pure as water by training her towards a Dharma god who could move the wind and rain. She was still harming her. Once she embarked on the path of cultivation, there would be no peace and drizzle, but it would always be a bloody storm.
Hua Xiangrong didn't speak. She didn't want to put too much pressure on Li Mu, let alone embarrass him. She just gently held Li Mu's arm with both hands. Even if she died, she would never bow to other men again.
However, Li Mu's confidence really infected them.
…
This sentence has been agreed by many people.
Because this poem is indeed well written, and it can be called a masterpiece among the several poems posted before.
Every time a poem is hung, a dedicated person will read it aloud, and through some loudspeaker magician formations, it will be transmitted to the entire Liufang Street for everyone to comment and appreciate.
Bai Xuan thought for a while and said: "Master Li, why don't you take Hua'er away now? Before the Oiran competition is over, those people will definitely not be able to react. When you leave the city, the sky is vast and the rivers and lakes are vast. Even if you are a prince of the empire, looking for you is like looking for a needle in a haystack."
He looked up and saw the bright moonlight shining in from the patio at the top of the tent. He suddenly remembered that before, when Hua Xiangrong danced alluringly on the main stage, the moonlight in the sky shone on her body. At that moment, this white girl The fairy seemed to be flying away in the wind and transforming into an immortal. The brilliance of the moon shone on her alone.
It can be seen that poetry plays a role in the oiran selection competition.
For many literary talents, the Oiran Competition is also an opportunity to become famous. Maybe a poem can be written and become famous all over the world.
However, Li Mu's confidence really infected them.
She blamed herself.
Li Mu laughed and said, "Why are everyone looking like this? It's not like the sky is falling. Besides, even if it does fall, I will let it grow back."
He looked up and saw the bright moonlight shining in from the patio at the top of the tent. He suddenly remembered that before, when Hua Xiangrong danced alluringly on the main stage, the moonlight in the sky shone on her body. At that moment, this white girl The fairy seemed to be flying away in the wind and transforming into an immortal. The brilliance of the moon shone on her alone.
"Master, is it dangerous?" Xin'er asked, blinking. She was still worried about Hua Xiangrong.
However, I have to admit that this poem written for Xue Rui is indeed extremely brilliant. If you look carefully, it is still better than Si Yuhua's poem.
In the VIP seats in front of the main stage, dozens of so-called 'professionals' were commenting on the poems that had been hung.
"If a fight breaks out tonight, Hua'er, just protect Xin'er, and leave the rest to me." Li Mu planned ahead and made some arrangements. He had an intuition that something big would happen tonight.
After all, in front of a truly thousand-year-old poem that can shake people's hearts, those celebrities have to consider their own reputation and dare not succumb to the powerful. Otherwise, their face and glory will be forever with this thousand-year poem. Nailed to the pillar of shame.
In the VIP seats in front of the main stage, dozens of so-called 'professionals' were commenting on the poems that had been hung.
But if Hua Xiangrong is to grow into a helper for him in the future, these experiences now are inevitable.
"That's not necessarily the case. This poem about Fufeng, Xue Rui, Xue and everyone is also eye-catching... Haha, the distant mountains have long eyebrows and thin willow waists. Put off your makeup and stand in the spring breeze. Smile with a thousand pieces of gold and return to Fengcheng. At that time, I talked about the brothel road. I have seen Yingchuan flowers all over, but they are not as good as Xue Rui... Especially this sentence, a smile costs a lot of money, can be called a quatrain." Tie Zhan, the dean of Hanshan Academy, is also one of the critics, and he highly appreciates it. typical.
"This poem by Si Yuhua is my first recommendation... The strings play the smoke, and the long sleeves are turned back to the luan to match the knot, and it is like looking in a mirror... The beauty of Si Yuhua's sleeve dance is simply brought to life." A middle-aged scribe shook his head and praised.
Every time a poem is hung, a dedicated person will read it aloud, and through some loudspeaker magician formations, it will be transmitted to the entire Liufang Street for everyone to comment and appreciate.
Li Mu couldn't help but take a high look at this mamasang.
This sentence has been agreed by many people.
Hua Xiangrong nodded in agreement.
However, how can it be so easy to write a thousand-year-old poem
Li Mu said angrily and amusingly: "Don't come up with blind ideas. You can go anywhere. If you want to go, you have to take the oiran and beat up the bad guys before you leave."
Hua Xiangrong: "?"
Li Mu couldn't help but take a high look at this mamasang.
For many literary talents, the Oiran Competition is also an opportunity to become famous. Maybe a poem can be written and become famous all over the world.
Every time a poem is hung, a dedicated person will read it aloud, and through some loudspeaker magician formations, it will be transmitted to the entire Liufang Street for everyone to comment and appreciate.
Because this poem is indeed well written, and it can be called a masterpiece among the several poems posted before.
They are all written by talented scribes from all walks of life for the famous prostitutes they support, or they are poems that some famous prostitutes have worked hard to obtain for themselves. They are regarded as a last ditch effort. The poems enhance the beauty, and the beauties use the poems to become famous. , this has always been a tradition. In the previous Oiran Competition, there was a famous courtesan who did not perform well during the performance due to nervousness and ranked last. However, she was very lucky to get a song for her by the contemporary Wen Zongbin. The poem he wrote made a desperate counterattack and finally won the first prize in one fell swoop.
Xin'er then grimaced.
Hua Xiangrong: "?"
On the main stage, more than a dozen poems have been hung.
So when Bai Xuan came in to ask, she was hopeful, but not too hopeful.
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"This poem by Si Yuhua is my first recommendation... The strings play the smoke, and the long sleeves are turned back to the luan to match the knot, and it is like looking in a mirror... The beauty of Si Yuhua's sleeve dance is simply brought to life." A middle-aged scribe shook his head and praised.
It can be seen that poetry plays a role in the oiran selection competition.
"That's not necessarily the case. This poem about Fufeng, Xue Rui, Xue and everyone is also eye-catching... Haha, the distant mountains have long eyebrows and thin willow waists. Put off your makeup and stand in the spring breeze. Smile with a thousand pieces of gold and return to Fengcheng. At that time, I talked about the brothel road. I have seen Yingchuan flowers all over, but they are not as good as Xue Rui... Especially this sentence, a smile costs a lot of money, can be called a quatrain." Tie Zhan, the dean of Hanshan Academy, is also one of the critics, and he highly appreciates it. typical.
Bai Xuan, who was on the side, roughly reacted and looked embarrassed, saying: "What should we do? Someone wants to deliberately embarrass Hua'er? No wonder the previous celebrity scoring session had such a result... This... Alas, It's all my fault, Hua'er, it's all my fault. If I hadn't asked you to participate in the Oiran competition before, there wouldn't have been so many twists and turns. Maybe by now, you would have successfully deregistered and lived and traveled with Mr. Li. Now... Sigh. "
Bai Xuan, who was on the side, roughly reacted and looked embarrassed, saying: "What should we do? Someone wants to deliberately embarrass Hua'er? No wonder the previous celebrity scoring session had such a result... This... Alas, It's all my fault, Hua'er, it's all my fault. If I hadn't asked you to participate in the Oiran competition before, there wouldn't have been so many twists and turns. Maybe by now, you would have successfully deregistered and lived and traveled with Mr. Li. Now... Sigh. "
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Bai Xuan suddenly felt despair again.
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The famous prostitute Xue Rui caused a sensation after she came to Chang'an City, and her temporary residence was at Hanshan Academy, so Tie Zhan supported Xue Rui, which was expected by many people.
How long has this been going on? Why is Master Li still so careless
"Otherwise, I'll go back and ask the prefect to come forward..." In fact, he was not sure.
"You specialize in Taoism, and your true combat power is definitely beyond your own imagination. Tonight may be an opportunity for you to verify what you have learned." Li Mu was full of confidence in Hua Xiangrong and said: "When the time comes, you will find out how vulnerable those so-called famous masters and strong men are in front of you."
Hua Xiangrong: "?"
Li Mu laughed and said, "Why are everyone looking like this? It's not like the sky is falling. Besides, even if it does fall, I will let it grow back."
Every time a poem is hung, a dedicated person will read it aloud, and through some loudspeaker magician formations, it will be transmitted to the entire Liufang Street for everyone to comment and appreciate.
However, I have to admit that this poem written for Xue Rui is indeed extremely brilliant. If you look carefully, it is still better than Si Yuhua's poem.
So when Bai Xuan came in to ask, she was hopeful, but not too hopeful.
In fact, she has no interest in killing people.
For many literary talents, the Oiran Competition is also an opportunity to become famous. Maybe a poem can be written and become famous all over the world.
Li Mu is still a little selfish in his heart.