At this time, Xue Poye was interested in watching. Those Shaolin Kung Fu toured around, and it cost money to watch those beautiful fists and embroidered legs. Now the real kung fu of defeating the enemy in front of him is free. , a soft cry suddenly sounded in his ears, Xue Poye was not a person who could concentrate by nature, although he watched the fight with relish, he also heard the cry in his ears, turned his head to look, and saw the sedan chair The side window of the window opened, revealing Xiao Suzhen's exquisitely beautiful face, which was very shy.
Xue Poye looked around, tapped his chest, and asked curiously, "Call me?"
Xiao Suzhen pink-faced Feixia, and nodded shyly.
Xue Poye was overjoyed, it was really strange, this little girl would greet him on her own initiative, it was quite unexpected.
A smug smile flashed across the corner of Xue Poye's mouth, but he still maintained a calm expression. He coughed twice, leaned over slowly, and said lightly, "What's your order?"
Xiao Suzhen lowered her head, was silent for a moment, and asked softly: "Shi...brother Shi, do you have a brand name for that poem just now?"
Xue Poye was dumbfounded, this little girl is really annoying, you are fighting to the death, but here she can't forget the lyrics she just recited, immersed in the romance of poetry and poetry, it really makes Xue Poye break out in a cold sweat .
The life of a talented woman really lives up to its name.
Xue Poye rubbed his nose and said, "Brother Wei just posted it on the spur of the moment. I haven't thought of the name of the card yet. Shimei's literary talents are amazing. Why don't you help Brother Wei choose a name for the card."
Xiao Suzhen shook her head and said: "This is a masterpiece of my elder brother, my younger sister dare not name it, if it is not good enough to insult this good word, my younger sister deserves death."
Xue Poye chuckled, and said casually: "Why don't you call it "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"?"
Xiao Suzhen lowered her head again, and after a while, she raised her head, her beautiful face was full of admiration, and her voice was unusually soft: ""Shui Tiao Ge Tou", brother, you are full of talent, and you don't show it to the outside, my little sister is really blind, Earlier Shibo said you were his student, I still didn't believe it, but now it seems that Shixiong may have exhausted Shibo's true biography." Seemingly apologetic, he said softly: "Shixiong don't blame little sister!"
Xue Poye was very disdainful, and secretly said: "The true biography of the uncle? Damn, that old guy can make such a word? This is the masterpiece of Su Shi and Grandpa Su. I'm afraid the old guy won't be able to do it if he lives another fifty years." "Of course I can't say this, and said leisurely: "The teacher is knowledgeable and talented, and I have also benefited a lot. But poetry, it still depends on talent, it is caused by interest, and it is inspired by emotion, which cannot be taught. .Although I’m rude as a brother, but sometimes I feel very emotional when I am interested. This song "Water Tune Getou" is just a moment ago when I saw the moon in the sky, so I just sang it casually, which made Shimei laugh!"
Appearing respectful and respectful, Xue Poye was already laughing in his heart. It seems that this peerless beauty is not impossible to obtain, at least his fake song has already won her favor.
Xiao Suzhen sighed lightly: "Brother Shi is too modest. But what Brother Shi said is true. The way of poetry cannot be taught, it is indeed born with talent."
Under the darkness of night, the two of them chatted leisurely about poetry and songs, regardless of the fighting between you and me.
Xue Poye saw that Xiao Suzhen agreed with his remarks, and his interest greatly increased, and he said: "If the way of Fu can be learned through teaching, then the students of those literary masters in the past dynasties are bound to be able to produce excellent works. Teachers pass on to students. , students pass on to the next generation, such a virtuous cycle, the dynasties have changed so far, I am afraid that everyone is a literary giant. But the fact does not seem to be the case. Every dynasty has many students, but how many people really stand out? The former dynasty Bai Juyi , Du Fu, and Li Bai are all unborn geniuses in literature, does Shimei ever know which of them has educated a great man in literature?"
Although there is no Song Dynasty in this era, the Tang Dynasty is still an indelible history. Just like Xue Poye knew history well, the dynasties before the Great Chu still followed the normal historical track, but there was a sudden change in the Song Dynasty That's all.
Xue Poye's words immediately caused Xiao Suzhen to fall into deep thought, savoring carefully, only to feel that this senior brother is really not an ordinary person, his words are very different from his lazy appearance.
Seeing that Xiao Suzhen looked at her in a different way from the previous disdain, Xue Poye was very satisfied, and then boasted: "For example, Shimei is a talented woman who is rare among girls, and Mr. Chen Yin is more She is a generation of literary giants, from outsiders, Shimei seems to have been carefully cultivated by Mr. Chen Yin, but I don't think so, Shimei's achievements today are entirely due to her own talent, and cannot be achieved by external forces!"
Xiao Suzhen flushed with embarrassment, and hurriedly said: "Brother, I have won the award, but my younger sister just loves to recite poems and write Fu, just for fun, such a false name as a talented girl is all nonsense from outsiders." It's really beautiful and moving, and it can't be square.
Xue Poye smiled, and wanted to talk about it, when he heard the girl beside him scream, and hurriedly looked, he saw that Zhang Hu had already jumped away, covering his shoulder, bleeding, but he was cut by Mou Xunjian's blade. hurt.
Xue Poye was taken aback. Previously, he thought that Zhang Hu had a better chance of winning. Unexpectedly, just chatting with Xiao Suzhen, Zhang Hu suffered a loss, and shouted: "Brother Zhang, are you okay? How is your injury?"
Zhang Hu said loudly: "Brother Xue, please remember, I'm fine!" Turning to Mou Xunjian, he laughed and said: "What a powerful sword technique, come again!" Bend like a hungry wolf.
Hearing Zhang Hu's praise of Mou Xunjian's sword skills, Xue Poye paid attention to Mou Xunjian's sword skills. To be honest, Xue Poye had seen some young and Dangerous boys hacking with machetes in their previous lives. Of course, there is no way. At this time, if you look carefully at Mou Xunjian's knife technique, although you can't see any great way, but seeing that Mou Xunjian's turning speed is extremely fast. The saber technique of the inspection was clearly slashing to the left, but in the blink of an eye, the blade had already slashed straight to the right. The conversion to the right is already extremely difficult, not to mention the lightning-fast speed.
Xue Poye looked terrified. Some of Mou Xunjian's moves almost cut Zhang Hu under the sword, but Zhang Hu was like a ghost, dodging away with incredible movements. The more he watched, the more frightened he was. The kung fu is really incredible, it is really unprecedented.
Although the kung fu of the surrounding soldiers is far from that of the two of them, it is still in the material of training soldiers after all. When they first glimpsed the way, the two of them fought to the point of danger, and there were exclamations and admiration from all around. Obviously, they admired the kung fu of the two of them. .
Xue Poye thought to himself: "This little girl, Suzhen, once said that she would marry the number one man in the world, only if she has both civil and military skills. To get her, I need both civil and military skills. Now, through the posthumous works of all the sages, I will recite a few sentences." A few poems are not a problem, but this martial arts has some twists and turns. Now I kill a chicken and chase it all over the yard, which is far from being both civil and military. How can I find a way to practice martial arts well? Let this little girl throw herself into her arms." Thinking of Xiao Suzhen's plump breasts and round buttocks, Xue Poye swallowed and went to look at Xiao Suzhen, but saw that the curtain of the side window of the sedan chair was lowered again. Not to her.
This is not Xue Poye's masterpiece. Xue Poye considers himself a kind-hearted and honest person, and he doesn't value beauty very much. Don't be tempted, it's not a man anymore.
Zhang Hu and Mou Xunjian had been wrestling for a long time, and their stature gradually slowed down compared to before, obviously due to too much physical exertion.
Hearing Zhang Hu yell suddenly, he seemed to be unable to bear it, turned around and was about to run away, his forehead was covered with sweat, it seemed that he was overwhelmed.
Inspector Mou yelled, and rushed forward from behind. The gold-plated sword flashed coldly, and slashed straight at the back of Zhang Hu's head.
Xue Poye cried out: "Brother Zhang, be careful!" Seeing the critical situation, he broke into a cold sweat.
Seeing that the blade was about to strike Zhang Hu's head, Zhang Hu's body was leaning forward, as if he was about to fall down. Everyone exclaimed, but they saw that Zhang Hu's body had already bent down. Sticking to the legs, two fists with spikes slammed back violently. When Mou Xunjian's sword passed over Zhang Hu's head, Zhang Hu's two spikes had pierced Mou Xunzhan's thigh. Deep in the flesh.
Zhang Hu rolled on the ground, and the spike was pulled out from Mou Xunzhen's thigh, and blood burst out immediately. Mou Xunzhan's body softened, and seeing that he was about to collapse, he put the gold-plated sword on the ground, and supported the sword with both hands , just did not fall down.
As soon as Zhang Hu rolled, he had moved a few feet away, and looked at Mou Xunjian coldly.
Mou Xunjian's face turned from blue to white, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He clenched his teeth and held on for a moment. His legs hurt so badly that it was unbearable. When he let go of his hands, he collapsed immediately.
The soldiers in the back were all shocked. They belonged to Mou Xunjian's cronies and had a very good relationship on weekdays. When they saw Mou Xunjian injured, someone quickly stepped forward to treat the wound. The rest of them were even more furious. Zhang Hu is a member of the Procuratorate in the capital city. He drew his knife and shouted: "Your son, you hurt the inspector. Brothers, avenge the inspector!"
With the same cry, all the soldiers were filled with righteous indignation, and without hesitation, they rushed towards Zhang Hu with their swords sideways.
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