Chapter 241： Scumbag real hammer?

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"Chumen, you write a poem for me, I won't care about sending people to block the door with you." The short handsome man put the paper and pen before Zhu Minglang's case.

"How do you call it?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Fist Sect Yan Yuan." The short handsome man replied.

"Can only use fists, not pens?" Zhu Minglang asked with a smile.

"Write or not.\u001d"

"Okay." Zhu Minglang picked up the pen.

He dipped in ink, and then wrote only one big word on the white paper!

Boxing Sect Yan Yuan's face changed when he saw this word, his eyes cold.

Tu Wenhe on the side leaned over, glanced at the character Zhu Minglang wrote, and suddenly laughed.

"roll!"

On the white paper, Zhu Minglang wrote such a chic and incomparable big character, no wonder the boxing sect's Yan Yuan was so angry that the muscles on his face were shaking!

"You are an iron striker, are you impatient?" Yan Yuan almost grabbed Zhu Minglang's clothes and beat him.

At this time, the grand palace girl yelled and signaled Yan Yuan to sit down.

Zhu Minglang put the scroll that he wrote back in front of Yan Yuan's case, and said with a smile, "So you are still literate."

"You're looking for death!!" Yan Yuan jumped into a thunder, but facing the aggressive maid, Yan Yuan didn't want to attack immediately.

Outside the gate of the princess mansion, people like them are fighting, but when they enter the princess mansion, they are not allowed to call dragons and beasts, nor are they allowed to use the power of the gods.

Yan Yuan tore the words written by Zhu Minglang, and simply sat there, not writing any poems of first acquaintance, but those eyes were staring at Zhu Minglang, as if his purpose today is no longer like this. It's a mess, but for the sake of brutality!

\b It didn't take long for the maids and maids to take away everyone's "examination papers", and everyone was left in the courtyard again, only to face the beautiful maple.

Waiting for an hour to come, the great palace lady reappeared and read some people's names.

"Others can go back and wait for the final battle." The grand palace lady said.

"What does this mean, Princess Luoshui hasn't even seen us, how can we know that we are not the right person? Is it possible to rely on those broken words?" Prince Liang said dissatisfied first.

"Everyone visits different places, looks, fame, strength, character... Princess Luoshui has actually heard about it. The princess already has a probable candidate in her heart. The people who stay here are just the princesses who are interested in poetry. , There is no intention to choose a son-in-law, all the results are only announced on the day of the contest, the princesses in the picture naturally pay high prices." The grand palace lady said.

"But I only visited the princess mansion," said Tu Wenhe, a mature man.

"How could the princess not know the Venerable Tu Wenhe, Mulong?" \bThe grand palace girl smiled.

"In this case, Tu Wenhe will wait for good news." Tu Wenhe got up and said politely.

Others retreated one after another, and there were not many people left. Zhu Minglang was among them, as was the young scholar who looked like a scholar.

After waiting for a while, the princess of Luoshui, who was beautiful and fragrant, slowly appeared. The screen in front of her was pushed aside by several maids. She went up from the fragrant couch to the maple office, and then invited a few poems The selected people sat close.

Princess Luoshui made a cup of tea in person. The aroma was refreshing, but the fragrance of tea was no more intoxicating than Princess Luoshui's mystery and elegance. She did not speak, but poured a cup of fragrant tea for everyone.

Zhu Minglang was surprised how his poem was chosen.

When I was wandering, I listened to a mountain poem sung by some old farmers, and wrote it with a little modification. It is easy to understand and not elegant.

"The young man has great sword skills, the poetry is good, and the handwriting is also beautiful. \b" Princess Luoshui said politely.

Zhu Minglang looked at both sides, thinking that Princess Luoshui was talking about someone else, but her eyes covered by the silver jade ornament were looking at herself.

"Swordsmanship?" Zhu Minglang was surprised. How did Princess Luoshui know her swordsmanship?

"At the sword pavilion of Mianshan Jianzong, the young master's phrase'the weak is humble, the strong is respected' is very impressive." Princess Luoshui's lips opened lightly and smiled, and her voice was exceptionally beautiful.

"So the princess was there that day?" Zhu Minglang was very surprised.

At that time, in the sword pavilion, there were screens, colorful umbrellas, and curtained seats. There were indeed a lot of princesses, female marques, and female city owners who were on the sidelines. Zhu Minglang never thought that Princess Luoshui was in it. recognize.

"Yaoshan Jianzong and Mianshan Jianzong discuss swords. It's rare to see in ten years, so naturally you won't miss it." Princess Luoshui said.

"It turns out that the princess also likes Kendo." Zhu Minglang said.

"It's just that, since there is such a stunning woman next to Master Zhu, why come to my little princess's mansion?" Princess Luoshui then asked.

Zhu Minglang frowned.

\bIs she referring to Nan Lingsha? ?

This is troublesome!

The scumbag really hammered!

Eating from the bowl, looking at the pot...

Not only do women who are not in a country do not accept the three wives and four concubines of men from other countries, but they even hate men who are going to go to bed.

The women here may be forgiven if they accidentally get out of the wall, but there has never been a half-hearted man who can not be spurned and disgusted!

"Princess Luoshui, you are misunderstood. The female painter is just a mortal in my dragon herder team. I and her are innocent.\u001d" Zhu Minglang soon thought of the words and showed a Calm and free and easy.

"The son has never been moved? That day, several female city masters with special preferences, but they all told me that they were obsessed with that painter. Under her veil, she must have a stunning appearance." Princess Luoshui said.

"If your heart is moving, why come here?" Zhu Minglang said.

"That's right." Princess Luoshui stopped asking, but talked to the young scholar who is truly talented in poetry about the poem he wrote, from the literal lyric to the heart hidden in the sentence, and even more. The deep meaning...

Zhu Minglang drank his tea and nodded without pretending to understand.

After chatting for a while, Princess Luoshui went back to rest after reading .

She didn't show her favor, but just chatted. As for the day of the contest, whether she would spend a lot of money for the man she was beloved of, it was hard to say.

Zhu Minglang also has some headaches.

This kind of simple "blind date" method is too simple for me to make it out.

Had it not been for Princess Luoshui's private visit to Mianshan Jianzong, she would have never known her own name.

Is it possible to resign to fate?

Forget it, take one step and count one step.

At least today, I can roughly find out how many masters are around the princess. The grand palace lady is one of them. There are also two guards dressed as maids. They have high cultivation bases and need to be careful!

If the contest is unsuccessful, the princess will be taken away.

It really doesn't work, let's take another step to change the post and put a fake silver jewelry on the princess, which will not spoil her reputation.