The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 232: A night of dancing fish and dragon
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It's a long story, but the battle is actually very short.
Everything happened so suddenly. A group of melon-eating people only woke up at the moment Yan Xiaolou was stabbed. Then they shouted, the sound of gold and iron clashed, someone fell down, and blood flew. Qin Wenzhe and other talents screamed wildly in fear. Except for Shangguan Miao, they all dispersed like birds and beasts.
Shangguan Miao pulled out the sword from his waist and glanced at the stumps scattered on the ground and the still rolling human head. There was a spasm in his stomach, but he was suppressed by the pressure.
His heart was beating wildly, and the hand holding the knife was shaking. He tried his best to calm down, but found that it was all in vain when faced with blood and lost lives.
"Take it!" Fu Xiaoguan handed him a pill. He swallowed it in one gulp without hesitation. The three people opposite tied their noses with cloths and rushed over again with knives.
Su Su's hand pulled the string again, but did not let go, because a person fell from the sky.
Su Su's brows frowned for a moment. She stared at this person, and then pulled seven strings at the same time.
It’s over!
This is Su Su’s idea.
If the senior brother is not here, he and the third senior sister may not be able to defeat this old man.
Do you want to run?
Su Su firmly believed that with her Qinggong, she would be able to run away, not to mention that the old man probably came to see Fu Xiaoguan.
The master said that if the situation is not right, you have to retreat quickly. Those who are stubborn usually have a short life. They look passionate, but they are actually fools.
Then...should you run?
Once he ran away, Fu Xiaoguan was no match for the old man.
After eating so much of his candied haws, he hasn’t bought Wuweizhai’s sweet-scented osmanthus cake for me yet, so running away now seems a bit unethical and uneconomical.
Then don’t run away for now. Fight one guy first and then talk about it.
She made up her mind, her brows stretched, and her whole body's internal energy surged at this moment. She saw that her hands were getting whiter and whiter, and then even whiter than the moonlight.
Her face also lost its color at this moment and became as pale as paper.
Only this chance!
Then the old man looked at Su Su, and waved the floating dust in his hand lightly. Thousands of moonlight fell down, covering Su Su. The brilliance on her hand faded, and the color returned to her face. She pulled The open strings were loosened, but no sword shadow came out, just a few crisp sounds, like the tinkling of spring water.
Fu Xiaoguan also stared at the old man, he was a eunuch!
"The Za family's surname is Wei, and they are based in Zijin Mountain."
Fu Xiaoguan was shocked and held a porcelain vase in his hand again.
"The Queen Mother wanted to see the Shangyuan poems you wrote tonight, so she sent our family here. I wonder if Mr. Fu has finished it?"
The three people were about to retreat when Eunuch Wei casually waved the dust in his hand. Fu Xiaoguan saw three silver threads flying out, and the three people collapsed on the ground with a wailing cry.
"Not written yet."
"Then write, the Queen Mother is waiting impatiently."
Fu Xiaoguan looked back at Su Su and said to her: "Tie up these people first and destroy their martial arts. I will ask questions later."
Su Su pouted, and Shangguan Miao volunteered.
Fu Xiaoguan bowed his hand to Eunuch Wei, "I'll write it now!"
"The fight just ended, will it affect Mr. Fu's mood? Don't just deal with it."
"No problem."
Fu Xiaoguan and others came to the bookcase outside Lanting Pavilion. Shangguan Wen had been revised and came out. He was very sorry that this year's Shangyuan Poetry Festival obviously could not go on, but he did not expect that Fu Xiaoguan seemed to be writing a poem. The look of a poem.
He hurried over and said, "I'll grind the ink, you can brew it for a while first."
Eunuch Wei stood behind, his old eyes staring at Fu Xiaoguan's back, his face as calm as water, no one knew what he was thinking.
He suddenly turned to look at Su Su who was following him, and asked: "How is the viewer doing?"
"Okay, what, do you know him?"
"I had the honor to meet him once thirty years ago."
Then...
No more, the two of them just said these two words.
Fu Xiaoguan picked up the pen, looked up at the bright moon, lowered his head and started writing.
"The Sapphire Case, New Year's Eve"
Shangguan Wenxiu was startled, thinking that in the 20th year of Taihe, the great Confucian scholar Xingzhou of the Wu Dynasty also wrote a poem "Qingyu Case, Shangyuan" in this Lanting collection. In the first column, Fu Xiaoguan is also going to compose a poem about the Qingyu case tonight. Is this a gesture?
He was a little worried because after so many years, no one in the Yu Dynasty could shake that poem!
Can Fu Xiaoguan do it?
At the same time, Dong Shulan and Qin Bingzhong came out, saw the scene here, and gathered around.
He wants to write the lyrics for "The Sapphire Case, Yuan Xi"!
He wants to fight Wen Xingzhou!
Eunuch Wei was also quite curious. He had already heard of Fu Xiaoguan's name, read the book A Dream of Red Mansions, and knew the title of the water melody song. So, could this rising literary leader of the Yu Dynasty be able to Why can't we show off the charm that Wen Xingzhou had back then?
Then he frowned, this word... Compared with Wen Xingzhou, Yinghuo and Haoyue are roughly the same! !
He was very disappointed, thinking that this boy was just a wasted name.
Fu Xiaoguan is full of pen and ink, and continues to write, finishing it in one stroke!
“The east wind brings forth thousands of flowers and trees at night.
More blowing down, stars like rain.
BMW's car-carvings fill the road with fragrance.
The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night. ”
Shangguan Wenxiu suddenly became excited and clenched his fists tightly.
Qin Bingzhong's hand stroking his long beard trembled slightly, his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth in shock.
Dong Shulan covered her mouth and made a sound, her eyes curved into beautiful crescents.
Qin Wenzhe's eyes seemed to be nailed to the paper, unable to leave at all.
Su Su didn't know why, she tilted her head and looked at it, feeling that it looked very vivid.
Seeing everyone's strange behavior, Eunuch Wei looked again, but his heart suddenly felt uneasy.
The silence here is like an eternity of night.
Fu Xiaoguan didn't know it, he continued writing.
"Moth snow willow golden thread.
The laughter is full of fragrance.
He has been searched for thousands of times.
Looking back suddenly, that person was there, in a dimly lit place. ”
Fu Xiaoguan straightened up, but everyone bent down.
Shangguan Wenxiu was so excited that he knew a masterpiece was born!
This sapphire case will definitely suppress Wen Xingzhou’s sapphire case!
Eternal song!
How lucky I am!
See you again for the ages!
Qin Bingzhong looked the same as Shangguan Wenxiu. He waved his long beard with high spirits, as if he had returned to the youthful madness of the past.
“The east wind brings forth thousands of flowers and trees at night.
More blowing down, the stars are like rain.
BMW's car-carvings fill the road with fragrance.
The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night.
Moth snow willow golden strands.
The laughter is full of fragrance.
He has been searched for thousands of times.
Looking back suddenly, that person was there, in a dimly lit place. ”
"Swan song, swan song! Dayu is lucky, Bingzhong is lucky, seeing this word... Bingzhong will die without regrets!"
Qin Bingzhong looked crazy and immediately attracted countless students.
Yan Xiaolou, who was lying on the table on the third floor, wanted to get up as soon as he heard this, but Su Rou said: "Don't move! The wound has just been sutured and the medicine was used. You have to lie still."
"I'm fine. Fu Xiaoguan must have made a masterpiece. I have to go and see it!"
She seemed to have forgotten the pain on her back. She really got up, then staggered, holding on to the wall and trying to get down.
Su Rou sighed and shook her head, that guy would harm so many good women!
With Su Rou's support, Yan Xiaolou came outside Lanting Pavilion, saw the poem, and then stood still, lost in thought.
He has been searched for thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place!
Who is he writing this to?
I think it was written to Dong Shulan and Yu Wenyun.
They... are so lucky!
I, I, why am I so late?
The tears in her eyes flowed down and fell on the paper, adding a little halo of ink. Eunuch Wei reached out and grabbed the paper in his hand, "The Za family has to go back to the palace to pay errands." ”
He looked up at Fu Xiaoguan, "You are very good!"
He turned around and looked at Su Su: "The so-called harp sword is a sword made by rubbing emotions into the harp. You don't know yet, so it's difficult to draw the sword!"
He stood up and flew up, disappearing into the bright moonlight.
Shangguan Wenxiu was shocked and shouted to the sky: "You old eunuch, give me back my poems!"
Qin Bingzhong walked to the case, picked up his pen with high spirits, and copied the poem.
"Brother Shangguan, this word is already in our hearts, so it doesn't matter if he takes it away."
"Then what happens next...?"
"Let's go to the second floor."
"Good!"
……
"She needs to rest." Su Rou said to Fu Xiaoguan.
Fu Xiaoguan felt a little distressed when he saw Yan Xiaolou's pear blossoms in the rain. He took two steps to Yan Xiaolou's side, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve pocket, and wiped the tears on her face. What I was thinking about was Yan Xiaolou's obscene pants... but they were still in his room. Should I pay them back or not?
Yan Xiaolou didn't know what Fu Xiaoguan was thinking about. She was very happy at the moment because Fu Xiaoguan wiped her tears.
"You silly girl...!"
On the third floor of Lanting Pavilion.
Yan Xiaolou lay obediently on the table, and Fu Xiaoguan stood beside her.
Of course, she is accompanied by Dong Shulan, Su Su, and Su Rou.
There was no sound at the moment, but Yan Xiaolou's face was filled with a smile.
He said I was a stupid girl, but I wasn’t stupid, it was just that it was too sudden and I didn’t think much about it.
Dong Shulan took Yan Xiaolou's hand and patted it gently. She didn't say anything. She knew that Yan Xiaolou saved Fu Xiaoguan's life, and that was enough.
Su Su was thinking about Eunuch Wei's words: You don't know yet, so it's hard to draw the sword!
Didn’t I draw my sword?
Master didn’t say that?
Is it possible that he also knows how to play the piano and sword?
Su Rou understood the meaning of that sentence. The master asked Su Su to go out for a visit, probably because he wanted her to find the word love in this mortal world and become Su Su's piano and sword.
Qin Wenzhe and others were outside the gate of Lanting Pavilion. Because of Fu Xiaoguan's poem, all the students who originally wanted to denounce Fei An gathered here, and they seemed to realize that tonight was the time of Shangyuan. , the purpose of their coming is to compose that poem.
Just after listening to Fu Xiaoguan's song "Qingyu Case, Yuanxi", all the tens of thousands of students fell silent, and no one went to write on the desk.
How to write this?
I can’t write this anymore!
"So, he is the best in the world!"
"So, he will suppress Wen Xingzhou's poem."
"So, a night of fish and dragon dance is what it looks like tonight...!"