Chapter 9: buy you half a poem
Chapter 9 Buy Your Half-line Poem
Seeing that Bai Cangdong still didn't speak, Gong Sujun squeezed his waist and pushed him: "You can tell yourself."
Bai Cangdong didn't speak before, just because he was lazy to explain something. From the perspective of people on earth, what you have given me is mine, not to mention that you don't have any, even if you have it, it is mine if you don't take it out. Liberty, even if you are the original owner, you are not qualified to boss around like this, let alone there are two outsiders.
Besides, the poems Bai Cangdong said are all the wisdom of the human beings on the earth, and they are not his own thoughts, so there is nothing to show off.
But it has reached this point, Bai Cangdong also knows that he can't do it if he doesn't open his mouth. He looked at Master Huafeng and his son Qingxuan with a proud expression on his face, and stretched out his hand to grab it in the void. The golden handle was brilliant and fierce. He grabbed the dragon scale blade from the void.
"That is to say, a few casual words, which are not good poems or good sentences, and the weapon that was drawn here is not a good thing. Since the Patriarch thinks it is useful, then take it back." Bai Cangdong directly took the dragon scale The blade was placed on the table in front of Gong Qianshan.
"Sacred product!" Gong Qianshan and Huafeng Zhenren were shocked when they saw the dragon scale blade.
Qingxuan was young and energetic, unwilling to admit defeat, and said coldly: "Who knows where this holy weapon came from, and who can prove that this holy weapon came from that holy blade order without a poem? "
"Anything is an ordinary thing, whether it is a golden carp or a harrier, after all, it is nothing more than a mortal body with the naked eye, and no matter how you change it, it can't become a climate." Bai Cangdong said disdainfully.
"Who do you think is incompetent?" Qingxuan's face changed drastically, and he said angrily.
Bai Cangdong was too lazy to argue with him, he casually pulled out a decorative sword from the side, swung it vigorously and swung it towards the wall.
The blade of the sword is like the wind, and the brush is like a hook. Bai Cangdong swung the long sword in his hand recklessly, engraved two lines of poems on the wall in one go, returned the sword into its sheath gracefully, took Gong Sujun's hand, turned around and left.
While walking, he said indifferently: "How can ordinary people understand my lofty ambitions."
"You..." Qingxuan with a livid face saw that Bai Cangdong had pulled Gong Sujun out of the hall, and wanted to chase after him to argue, but was stopped by Master Huafeng.
"Mr. Gong, I'm really sorry today. We were the ones who were rude. We will come to make amends some other day." Master Hua Feng bowed to Gong Qianshan.
"You and I are not outsiders, so don't say these kind words, go back and tell your father, if his old bones can still move, let him walk around more, we haven't seen each other for many years." Gong Qianshan obviously didn't say anything again The meaning of staying in Huafeng real person.
Qingxuan was still unconvinced and wanted to say something, but real Huafeng pointed to the poem that Bai Cangdong had carved on the wall just now. After Qingxuan glanced at it twice, his complexion was as pale as gray, and he followed Huafeng dejectedly without saying a word. Feng Zhenren left the Gong family.
"**************, you will turn into a dragon when you encounter a storm..." Gong Qianshan stood in front of the wall, looked at the poem on the wall and repeated it several times, and then couldn't help but smiled wryly. : "Bai Dingtian, Bai Dingtian, you don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for my Gong family to keep such a son in my family!"
After all, Gong Qianshan raised his palm and wanted to erase the two lines of poems on the wall, but he couldn't get rid of the two lines of poems on the wall after raising his hand several times. Finally, he sighed and put down his palm, and read the two lines of poems on the wall again. , laughed and said: "The difference between a dragon and a harrier is like a cloud of mud. If he can really fly a dragon in the sky, it may not be the luck of my palace family. ********************************************************** Transforming a dragon...then let me see if you are that shocking real dragon..."
Gong Sujun was always held by Bai Cangdong and walked back to Dongxian Garden. If it was changed before, Bai Cangdong dared to hold her hand, she would have been waved away by her, but today Gong Sujun let Bai Cangdong pull her hand. Holding her little hand, she couldn't even feel a trace of resistance in her heart, letting Bai Cangdong pull her away, her mind was full of the heroic and unrestrained figure of Bai Cangdong in the hall.
"Have you stretched enough?" Back in Dongxian Garden, Gong Sujun shook off Bai Cangdong's palm, her cheeks were slightly flushed.
"If it's not enough, can you continue to pull?" Bai Cangdong looked at Gong Sujun with a smile and said.
"I thought you changed your temper and became a gentleman, but you are still such a rascal." Gong Sujun bit his lip and said, but he didn't know why, but today he was not as angry as before.
"The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. How can a person's temperament be changed at will. However, if I were you, I would rather spend my whole life with an interesting scoundrel than spend half a day with a boring gentleman." Bai Cang Dong smiled, turned around and walked into the courtyard.
"The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change." Gong Sujun froze for a moment before he understood the meaning of this sentence, and his expression became complicated when he saw Bai Cangdong's back.
"Miss, Young Master Bai, you are back. Daoist Yuyu has been waiting for you in the living room for a long time." Xiaolu greeted him from inside, and hurriedly said to Gong Sujun and Bai Cangdong.
"Master Yuyu, why is he here?" Gong Sujun was taken aback when he heard this.
Among the eight real people in the Gong family, real Jueyu is the head. Although real Yuyu doesn't have the surname Gong, he was adopted by Gong Qianshan's father since he was a child. He grew up with Gong Qianshan and traveled all over the world with Gong Qianshan. He is as close as a brother, and he is already a ninth-rank real person. He has great hope to be promoted to a sage, and his status in the palace family is not trivial.
It's just that Daoist Yuyu didn't have much contact with Gong Sujun's father, and he didn't approve of Gong Sujun's marriage to Bai Cangdong, so he had almost no intersection with Gong Sujun. I have never been to Dongxian Garden before, I don't know how I came to Dongxian Garden this time, and I have been waiting in the living room for half a day.
"This real Yuyu, didn't he also ask us for the Holy Blade Token?" Bai Cangdong said with a curled lip.
Gong Sujun shook his head and said: "He is a real person, what's the use of asking for a scribe-level holy blade token? Besides, the real person Yuyu is very talented in cultivation, but his attainments in poetry and poetry are extremely high." Poor, he is the kind of person who wants to sleep after reading the article. When he was promoted to scribe and real person, it was a coincidence that he barely got the top rank. If not, he should have been promoted to sage long ago. With his literature Level, even if you give him the Holy Blade Token, it's useless, and naturally you won't come to ask for it."
"Then why did he come to us?" Bai Cangdong asked doubtfully.
"It's useless for us to think about it. We'll know if we go in and have a look." Gong Sujun walked towards the living room while talking.
The two of them had just entered the living room when they saw an old man in their fifties or sixties coming out from the living room. When they met, they buzzed loudly: "Boy from the Bai family, I want to buy half a line of your poem. Please make a price."
(end of this chapter)