Chapter 385
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Ximen Daqing was embarrassed for a while, and then looked towards Ji Yonghao angrily: "Boy with no ink on his chest, you said that this Young Master's poems don't make sense, there are You can write a poem and let us all taste it!"
He raised his head proudly, even if this kid couldn't make a poem that surpassed him, he was personally sealed by His Highness the Crown Prince Poetry.
Ji Yonghao smiled slightly, and tapped his palm with a folding fan by the window, thinking about what kind of poems would be suitable, he couldn't say, he had to be a copywriter.
Yes!
He thought of a poem. Although this poem is not suitable for use here, it is more suitable to combine what happened with himself and Qianxia. Others may just think it is a beautiful poem. Presumably Qianxia can understand the meaning of this, right?
"Writing and ink will serve you!" Ji Yonghao commanded.
Lu Kexin took out a piece of pure white High Level rice paper produced in Holy Soul City, then took out the ink and began to research the ink.
Ji Yonghao picked up the brush, wrapped his left hand around the wide sleeve, and began to swipe it out.
flamboyant, in one go, twenty-eight beautiful characters appeared on the paper, and then took out a small pen, signed his name below, and stamped his own seal.
"Pretend to be a ghost!" Ximen Daqing said disdainfully, he read all the poems he just read, but this guy actually wrote it, he is too good at pretending.
Xuanyuan Qianxia looked at Ji Yonghao in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with anticipation, and felt that his writing posture was really handsome. She put her hands together and placed them under her chin, wondering what poems Ji Yonghao could write. Woolen cloth?
After finishing writing, Lu Kexin and Annie, who had already finished eating, held up the rice paper and exposed the verse to the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Xuanyuan Qianxia's eyes shined, so she read it.
"Clouds like clothes and flowers like faces,
The spring breeze blows on the threshold of Revlon.
If it weren't for the meeting on the top of the jade mountain,
will be to Yao The moon will meet again."
After she finished reading, she felt that her heart didn't belong to her anymore, and was shocked by speechless in situ.
Is this a poem based on my temporary name "Hana Yushang"?
Does this mean he has been thinking about me too?
Or do you invite yourself to meet at night?
Xuanyuan Qianxia felt as if her heart was filled with honey, extremely sweet.
And the nobles here are even more incomparable by shock.
"My God, this poem..."
"It's amazing, it's a quatrain."
"Yes, even It is comparable to Sword Immortal, a poem written by Tang Kingdom 8,000 years ago.”
“Not only is it comparable, but it is directly comparable to Sword Immortal, a poem written in the Peak period.”
“Yongqun Yushan and Yaotai are used to describe the appearance of the girl in Huayushang, which means that she is not as beautiful as a human being."
"Yes, these legends of Yushan are inhabited by gods. This Yaotai legend is the place where a Divine Immortal named Xiwangmu is located. Although it is only a rumor, this Ji Yonghao has a heart.”
“The Honorary Master of the Invincible Pavilion, Second Prince, the forge of the bright silver holy armor, didn't expect poetry to be so good."
"..."
After the presentation, Ji Yonghao directly put this Zhang unfolded the rice paper and brought it over, neither folded nor rolled, and threw it directly above Xuanyuan Qianxia.
The white paper obediently flew over Xuanyuan Qianxia, and then floated right into her hand.
Xuanyuan Qianxia tasted this poem, and the eyes looking towards Ji Yonghao seemed to be dripping with water.
The two look at each other, but some people are not used to it.
Ximen Daqing poked his ears with his little finger, then bounced the filth away, and said arrogantly: "So your name is Ji Yonghao, what is this? What clouds, winds, mountains? , Yue? What does this have to do with the girl? This Young Master doesn't approve!"
A dogleg next to him said, "That's right, you are the only one who doesn't approve of the poems written by our Simon Young Master just now. Now we don't approve of your poems, so we have to win!"
While talking, the dogleg pointed at himself with his thumb, looking extremely arrogant.
Another dog-leg also stood up and said, "So, this girl in Huayushang, come and play with our Young Master Shiqin! Haha..."
There is also a dogleg number 3 whispering in Ximen Daqing's ear: "Young Master, this Ji Yonghao is the Second Prince of the Shang Kingdom, or the honorary Master of the Invincible Pavilion, should we not mess with him?"
"get lost!" Ximen Daqing kicked the dog's legs away and said, "What about the Second Prince of the Kingdom of Shang? There are dozens of princes in my Yanhuang Empire, nearly ten Prince, our Ximen Family belongs to His Highness the Crown Prince, so we need to be afraid of him?"
After finishing speaking, he continued to look towards Xuanyuan Qianxia with wretched eyes, although this little girl was masked, but This temperament, this figure, must be incomparably watery.
Xuanyuan Qianxia's eyes showed a murderous aura. Just now, I wanted to be angry with Ji Yonghao. Now Ji Yonghao gave me a poem, and now I am only moved, and I don't want to accompany them. Garbage played.
But before she had a seizure, Ji Yonghao spoke and said with a smile: "Okay, since you don't approve of my poems, but we also have several disapproval of your poems. At most a tie, since that's the case, you can't be considered Poetry Saint, girl Hua Yushang wants both poetry and qin, how about letting her choose?"
"hahaha..."
Ximen Daqing smiled smugly, opened the mouth and said: "This Young Master is unparalleled, the girl Huayushang will naturally..."
He kicked him before he finished speaking Fei's No. 3 dog-leg had the courage to interrupt him, and hurriedly said: "Master Young, although you are unparalleled in charm, if you let Miss Hua Yushang choose by herself, there will definitely be risks, maybe you will fall in love with that Ji Yonghao. The power behind it, that's unfair to Young Master."
Ximen Daqing squinted his small eyes, and the flattery of the henchman made him feel very comfortable. He felt that the dogleg was right, Although the power of his own family in the imperial city is very strong, but the title of the Shang Kingdom behind Ji Yonghao is higher than that of their Duke family, maybe this girl Huayushang does not understand the inside story, so she looks at the title of the prince. To measure the two sides from the high ground of the title, it is very unfavorable to him.
It's a pity that Grandma Wang is here to glare like a tiger watching his prey, and he doesn't dare to grab people.
"cough cough!" Ximen Daqing changed his tune directly, saying: "I think, a man, at least both civil and military, can govern the country, can rule the country, and can control the world, we can't tell the winner. , then how about we compete? Do you dare?"
Ximen Daqing looked at Ji Yonghao provocatively, he was a dignified intermediate professional, seeing that Ji Yonghao was much smaller than himself, at most it was A primary level, how to fight with yourself?
Xuanyuan Qianxia looked at Ximen Daqing with a strange expression, and felt that this fat pig was really killing herself, but she had seen Ji Yonghao's battle strength with her own eyes, and the birds of a who fought with Xuanyuan Wuji. feather, just with this dead fat pig?
"hehe " Ji Yonghao laughed out loud, this guy dares to fight himself? If it weren't for the fact that he was not allowed to do it here, he would have taught the dead fat pig a long time ago, and dared to move his heart on his woman, and he would not have scraped a few catties of lard for him.
But he can't be too confident, otherwise what if this dead fat pig retreats?
"This..." Ji Yonghao gritted his teeth and declined, "This is the Fengxiang Building, you are not allowed to do anything at all. Where do you want to compete? You won't be leaving the city, will you?"
Ximen Daqing had a happy expression on his face, knowing that Ji Yonghao was afraid, he quickly ran on: "Of course I won't go out of the city, I know the head of the Blood Red Arena, and we can arrange a battle temporarily, won't you be afraid right? ?"
Ji Yonghao said weakly, with a hesitant look on his face: "Okay, hit him, don't hit him in the face!"